Anti-Japanese War: My strategist joins the game and awakens the small map!

Two kilometers north of Changling Mountain, on the top of the mountain.

Nearly a hundred people were lying in the haystack, not daring to move, because the dense gunfire in front of them was beyond their tolerance. Even if it was ten times smaller, it could still crush them.

Under an old tree, a figure with a thin face and thin clothes was looking into the distance with a telescope in his hand.

The sound of gunfire continued to be heard, and on the road at the foot of the mountain in the distance, bursts of smoke rose up.

On the hillside to the right, the dry grass and bushes had already caught fire and were still burning upwards with the help of the wind, while the Japanese on the road had already begun to build some positions.

On the winding road, there were flashes of fire everywhere, and bullets from the heavy machine guns on the top of the mountain kept pouring down. Every time they swept through a place, sparks would fly or clouds of dust would be stirred up.

At this moment, a voice came, asking Zhang Yong to put down the telescope in his hand.

"Captain Zhang, the person is awake."

After hearing what a soldier said, Zhang Yong's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately turned his head to look at a young figure on a simple stretcher. His clothes were covered in blood and dirt, his right leg was tied with gauze, and his face was extremely pale.

"Young man, how do you feel?" Zhang Yong took the water bottle from his waist and gently placed it to Lin Shouzhong's mouth.

During this journey, this person fell into coma and woke up three or four times. In the absence of medical supplies, Zhang Yong, who had lived for most of his life, had to sigh that this guy was really lucky.

"Are the Japs still chasing us?" The young man woke up in a daze and heard the gunshots coming from all around him, and instantly regained his senses.

"The Tiger Brigade is fighting the Japanese ahead. We are stuck here and can't get through." Zhang Yong put away the kettle and placed it around his waist.

As soon as Zhang Yong said this.

"Tiger Brigade? Aren't we going to join..." Lin Shouzhong's eyes were blank at first, but he came to his senses in an instant.

Looking at Lin Shouzhong's appearance, Zhang Yong couldn't help but shook his head.

"There are only a hundred of us, and the Japanese are outnumbered. Moreover, we came from the north and are not familiar with the surrounding environment." Zhang Yong whispered beside him, and then paused slightly: "By the way, how did you fall into the hands of the puppet army? Do you remember..."

Seeing that Lin Shouzhong was in good condition and his mind was clearer, Zhang Yong couldn't help but ask curiously.

"There were troops heading north, and I was leading the way for these troops supporting the Tiger Brigade. We were caught by the Japanese and my leg was injured, so I stayed behind to block them. I don't know what happened after that." Lin Shouzhong tried hard to recall and shook his head.

"You mean you stopped the Japanese, and then a dozen puppet soldiers rescued you? Are you from the Tiger Brigade?" Zhang Yong looked Lin Shouzhong up and down, still with some doubt in his expression.

"I'm not... I'm just a businessman." Lin Shouzhong was still a little weak. After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head.

Zhang Yong wanted to ask more questions when he saw this, but the sound of artillery fire in the distance was getting louder and louder.

The wildfire is spreading and burning... and the gunfire is spreading from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside...

He unconsciously suppressed his curiosity. Now that the Tiger Guards were right in front of him, he would be able to verify Lin Tianchen's identity.

"Let those surrendered puppet soldiers keep quiet. If they dare to resist, kill them on the spot." Zhang Yong spoke in a serious tone and turned around to give instructions.

"Yes!!"

Changling Mountain.

Waves of heat came, accompanied by dense gunfire, and the faces of many soldiers on the top of the mountain turned slightly red.

In the darkness of the night, every time a shot was fired, the light would flash and switch between red and white.

The one who switched the fastest was Wang Jiantang, who was holding a light machine gun on the battlefield, because he had a dedicated ammunition changer, and the ammunition changer was extremely dedicated.

"Commander, the Japanese on the Changling Mountain Road are taking a detour from the flank and rushing over from the right side." Changsheng bent his body and said loudly.

Wang Jiantang leaned against the position, put his gun aside, and looked at the foot of the mountain on the right with a telescope in his hand. A group of Japanese soldiers were advancing slowly.

Before the fight was over for the group of Japanese soldiers below, another group of Japanese soldiers appeared on the flank. In this battle, the Japanese soldiers' numerical advantage was revealed.

The Japanese were very smart this time. They directly dispersed a division of traitors on the road below. Each gun could form a fire point. Even one Japanese soldier followed behind several traitors to supervise the battle.

Wang Jiantang looked at the Japanese soldiers who were rushing towards him from below. There were too many of them. It would be very disadvantageous for the regiment to continue fighting like this. Moreover, if it dragged on, it would affect the overall arrangement.

"Have Wang Fu lead the Second Battalion to the right wing. Also, have Zheng Xing lead the Second Company of the Third Battalion back, and have the Fourth Battalion retreat here."

"Tell them to wait until the Japs are thirty meters into our position before we attack them."

Wang Jiantang gave one order after another in a calm tone. Although he wanted to rush over and fight this group of devils head-on, doing so would only lead to a stalemate.

The battle line around here is too long. Such a long battle line is more advantageous for the Japanese who have an advantage in numbers. On the contrary, the forces of such a group are all dispersed.

"Yes." Changsheng heard the order, bent his body, and began to give orders.

After Wang Jiantang finished speaking, he raised the light machine gun in his hand and stood on the rocks. Now he had to fight, otherwise the stalemate would continue. The group could not be trapped here, and they had to maintain their manpower to take on subsequent battles.

In his opinion, it was easy to defeat the enemy, but if he wanted to reduce casualties and defeat the enemy, and there was a time limit, he had to use his brain.

The positions of the first group began to shrink on a large scale. This kind of shrinkage did not mean shrinking together, but occupying the ridge and guarding it like a long dragon.

Changling Mountain, the position of the third battalion.

Wang Fu leaned aside, prepared a grenade, loaded it with bullets from a light machine gun, and stared intently at the Japanese soldiers who were rushing towards him from below.

"Battalion Commander, there are a lot of devils this time."

Ah Qi held a long rifle in his hand. Compared with the regimental commanders and battalion commanders who were firing light machine guns, he preferred to shoot the Japanese one by one, because he could clearly remember how many Japanese he had killed.

Just like the wooden pendant on his chest, which is full of carvings.

"More is better. You have been bragging that you can burn a new pendant for your little sister in heaven. You can do it after this battle." Wang Fu was loading bullets. After hearing this, he looked up at Ah Qi next to him.

"I think so too." Ah Qi nodded seriously, put the pendant on his forehead, and then began to organize the bullets you need for the next battle.

At this moment, the gunfire on the top of Changling Mountain was not very dense, because apart from some necessary counterattacks or precise killings, they were all waiting for the Japanese to get closer.

The crackling sound of burning flames and the sound of wind were intertwined, mixed with the sound of gunfire.

In front of each Japanese soldier were several other Japanese soldiers heading towards the top of the mountain.

On the top of Changling Mountain two kilometers away, the gradually increasing sound of gunfire made Lin Shouzhong and Zhang Yong look nervous.

Through the telescope, Zhang Yong looked at the rapidly shrinking

Some Japanese soldiers began to attack from the flank continuously, which made him look worried.

"Are we going to lose the battle?" Zhang Yong had heard a lot about the Huben Brigade, so he traveled thousands of miles from the northern border all the way south just to find the Huben Brigade.

However, Zhang Yong’s question did not get an answer. Instead, Lin Shouzhong on the side suddenly spoke up.

"Brother Yong, please use the telescope." Lin Shouzhong's expression became much more serious.

Zhang Yong thought about it and handed the binoculars to Lin Shouzhong. Although he still had some doubts about Lin Shouzhong's identity, this wounded man with so many bullets in his body could not pose much threat to him. If it were not for the fact that what the puppet soldiers said was true, he would have wanted to let the other party fend for himself.

Lin Shouzhong picked up the telescope and looked into the distance. His already pale face seemed to be frozen, staring at the distance.

Zhang Yong followed Lin Shouzhong's gaze and made some judgments without using a telescope.

"The Japanese tanks are coming. The Tiger Brigade will be attacked from both sides." Zhang Yong had clashed with the Japanese more than once or twice and knew clearly how powerful the Japanese tanks were.

You know, once that iron lump appears on the battlefield, the situation will be completely different. Not only will the bullets not be able to penetrate it, but it will also have strong firepower and can blast a big hole with one shot.

Now that the situation is at a stalemate, if the Japanese tanks come to support and attack from the front and back, the Tiger Brigade in Changling Mountain will be in danger.

"No, those tank guns are pointing in the wrong direction."

Lin Shouzhong held a telescope in his hand, his expression full of confusion. After all, his observation skills were still very strong.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yong took the telescope in his hand without hesitation and started observing immediately. As soon as Zi Zi looked over, he saw a flash of fire on the tank.

Like glowing arrow feathers, it shot towards the devils on the road ahead.

A huge explosion was heard, and Lin Shouzhong, Zhang Yong and others clearly saw the muzzle of the tank in the distance firing at the Japanese.

As this shot was fired, the entire battlefield seemed to be ignited again, just like a drop of water dropped into a smoking oil pan, causing it to boil instantly.

In Changling Mountain, on the top of the mountain.

Wang Jiantang's face looked grim when he saw the tanks appear, but when he saw the tanks opening fire, his eyes turned red.

"It's the Cavalry Battalion, Changsheng, raise the flag! Attack!!!"

Wang Jiantang gave orders quickly without any hesitation, then moved, holding the machine gun in his hand, and quickly jumped out of the bunker.

All the clothes that were torn by the rocks were taken off, revealing his muscular body. He held a light machine gun, and the blood vessels coiled in his muscles were exposed. His upper body was covered with large and small scars, both new and old.

The shaking of the machine gun made the muscles in his body twitch constantly. The light shone on the exposed blood vessels, as if the blood was beating, and his red face looked like a demon in fire.

Da Niu, carrying a huge ammunition box and a light machine gun on his back, followed closely, while Changsheng, carrying a flag and a long gun in his hand, kept providing cover and driving.

The teacher's eyes were red, his body as strong as an ox was carrying many bullets, and a flag was flying in the morning sun.

On the top of the mountain, dust was flying and soldiers were everywhere.

In the close-range counterattack, figures stepped through the flying dust and lines of fire, like evil spirits in fire leaping out of the trenches.

Even some Japanese soldiers near the trenches couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on their faces, but in just a moment of surprise, they were engulfed by the flames.

Attacking together with them were the cavalry battalion's tanks and artillery.

boom!

Two tanks advanced side by side, and two shells were fired at the same time. The flames from the tank muzzles were extremely dazzling.

The Japanese soldiers who were approaching them in front looked at the scene in horror. They could not imagine why their "own" tanks would attack them.

The precise shell passed through and hit the three-wheeled vehicle directly, causing it to explode instantly. Huge flames rose up, and the shock wave directly lifted more than a dozen Japanese soldiers nearby into the air.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

The moment the artillery fire sounded, under the night sky, the heavy machine guns on the tanks sounded, like a sword sweeping across, and bullets pierced through the Japanese and traitors coming towards them.

The bullets from the heavy machine gun passed through, turning flesh and blood into powder, and a blood mist flew up, turning the ground on the road into a mass of minced meat in an instant.

Blood dripped onto the faces of the Japanese soldiers beside them. Their pupils dilated, their bow legs began to tremble, and fear and despair appeared in their eyes.

Death is not scary, what is scary is foreseeing how you will die.

The shouts and wails became the swan song of this moment.

Behind the tank, some soldiers followed closely. They used the tank cover to start shooting and clearing out the Japanese in front and on the hillside.

Wherever the tanks passed, in the valleys of the road, or where the Japanese soldiers and treacherous soldiers were lying on the ground and still crawling, some soldiers behind the tanks fired their guns without hesitation.

For a moment, on the Changling Mountain battlefield, with the support of the Cavalry Battalion and the First Battalion of the Second Regiment, the stalemate was instantly broken.

Lin Shouzhong leaned against a tree, sitting on a stretcher, looking at the tanks pushing forward in the distance and the battlefield where flames were constantly erupting. His pale face kept flashing with light.

"I finally saw the charging death flag with my own eyes..."

Lin Shouzhong was stunned when he saw it. The moment the flag was raised, all the soldiers of the Tiger Brigade charged forward, rushing out of the flames, unafraid of the raging flames.

On the bumpy road, he quickly got up after falling down, and provided cover for the soldier next to him immediately after being shot.

The scorched earth he saw on Pingtuo Mountain, the soldiers he saw before his eyes, and the shouts of the entire battlefield made him feel clearly that these soldiers were like sparks that set the whole prairie on fire, burning the ground beneath their feet.

However, these burning lands trampled by warriors are being reborn from the ashes.

That flag fluttered in the battlefield ravaged by war.