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

Qianzhou, Tongzi.

Surrounded by mountains, the autumn wind blows, and the rustling sound of leaves in the mountain forests spreads throughout the school.

A Western-style building with a three-story main body and a two-story exterior corridor, it has a U-shaped layout, with an assembly area and a flagpole in front of the building.

Outside this building, there are sentry posts and soldiers on guard.

On the plaque at the gate, the words "filial piety, benevolence, love, faith, righteousness, and harmony" are written in large letters, and on the right side of the plaque are the four large words "Naval School" written in large letters.

On the back mountain of the teaching building, a young man with a crew cut was holding a half-smoked cigarette butt in his mouth, puffing out circles of smoke. Finally, he reluctantly threw it away and then stepped on it to put it out.

"I say, Zhuge Haichuan, what's the point of you reading these books full of foreign words? Do you really think we can still be useful?" Liu Ming opened his mouth, and the smell of cigarettes unconsciously emanated from his mouth.

"The road is still long. If our generation doesn't prepare, then there will really be nothing." Zhuge Chuan pushed Liu Ming away in disgust, shook his head, and put the book away.

Since the Battle of Jiang...Yin, the navy has existed in name only, but having a skill is better than having no skill at all. This is his simplest idea.

"Have you ever seen a navy where practical lessons were taught using bamboo rafts, and where ship operation was done by randomly dotting on a blackboard? The war has spread to the border of Guizhou. I think the school is going to have to relocate again."

"I tell you, if I retreat again, I plan to go to the three northeastern provinces." Liu Ming took out another cigarette, but as if he thought of something, his hand suddenly paused.

He was twenty years old that year, but the blood on the river, the ships that sank, the flames and the shells falling from the sky were eternal pain in the hearts of many people.

Zhuge Chuan looked at Liu Ming seriously and was about to speak, but at this time the radio sounded, and the words were on the tip of his tongue, so he stopped.

But at this moment, a pleasant voice sounded, causing the two men's eyes to move slightly, and they stopped talking and pricked up their ears.

"In the waters of Jincheng Port, the Tiger Brigade bombarded the Japanese aircraft carrier fleet!"

"The Chicheng aircraft carrier, three frigates, sixty carrier-based aircraft, and more than three thousand Japanese sailors died!"

"We suffered no casualties in this naval battle!"

"..."

The simple words were broadcast throughout the entire college in a loud and clear voice.

Just like a breeze that penetrates every pore, it blows through every classroom, dormitory, playground, and finally into the students' ears.

The mountain breeze blows and the flags flutter.

Young figures in navy uniforms stood there, looking on in disbelief.

The moment the sound came out, it spread throughout the entire school.

Qingyue's voice was full of excitement. When many people heard it, they almost instinctively thought that they had heard it wrong, but then they heard the battle report repeated again on the radio.

The heads that were originally lowered gradually raised at this moment. The tender faces and the blue navy uniforms, everyone's expression began to change.

When Liu Ming heard this voice, he clenched his hands tightly and his face turned red instantly. With just a few words, his mind was filled with images of raging fire, explosions, and the sinking ship!

"what!!"

At this moment, many students seemed to have lost their words and could only roar instinctively.

In an instant, a shout was heard, causing all the young people in the academy to go crazy. Figures rushed out one after another, ran to the flag, waving the clothes they had taken off.

Shouting, running wildly, venting.

"Zhuge Chuan! Did you see that? The Japanese aircraft carrier sank. Their iron lump was sunk by the Tiger Brigade's artillery!" Liu Ming's veins bulged and he roared loudly.

Twenty-four years old is the age of youth and passion. Although what happened a few years ago made his blood run cold, in his heart, even if he drank ice for ten years, it would not cool the passion in his heart.

Otherwise, he would not have considered going to the Tiger Guards.

Zhuge Chuan did not respond, but his hands holding the book were shaking, and he felt his heartbeat accelerating.

The Japanese, who were once so arrogant and had only deployed some battleships, saw their entire fleet sink at this moment. This gave Zhuge Chuan a new understanding of the Tiger Brigade of the Northern Expedition.

"Northern Expedition..." Zhuge Chuan murmured, and suddenly turned to look at Liu Ming:

"I'll go north with you." Zhuge Chuan said firmly.

He might never see their warships sailing across the ocean in this lifetime, but he clearly realized that he should fight for it instead of waiting.

The mountain breeze still blows and the leaves sway.

At this moment, hundreds of young people seemed to have completely memorized this unit in their hearts...

When you are young, you meet people who amaze you.

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Changling Mountain.

The air was filled with smoke, like the gloomy sky before a storm.

The grass and trees on the hillside were completely gone, and the ground was covered with craters and fire. The soil and blood were completely transformed into black mud by the flames.

Ashes were everywhere and the sound of gunfire continued.

Two of the tanks were lying in different places on the road, with black smoke still coming out of their engines. The soldiers of the cavalry battalion once again turned their tracks into feet and ran on the battlefield.

Wang Jiantang's expression was very serious, and he looked ahead with a dim gaze.

"Wang Fu, have the second battalion go to the right wing of Changling Mountain! Changsheng, take the first battalion to the left wing of Changling Mountain."

"Li Xianling, take all the people from the Second Battalion of the Second Regiment and follow me."

Wang Jiantang looked at the increasing number of Japanese devils and issued one order after another.

During the pursuit, if it were not for the Japanese bombers that forced them to find cover to avoid a round of bombing, Wang Jiantang would not have expected that another group of Japanese soldiers would come to support them from the direction of Chaocheng.

And judging from the scale, it is far more than 20,000, all of them are regular Japanese troops.

Looking at the little devils appearing in front of him, Wang Jiantang knew that the direction of Jincheng had reached a critical moment, and the little devils would spare no effort to reinforce the direction of Jincheng.

After Wang Jiantang's order was issued, large-scale mobilizations and changes in formations began to appear on the entire battlefield.

On the scorched earth, one soldier after another began to consolidate their positions. Many soldiers of the cavalry battalion that entered the Changling Mountain position looked reluctantly at the tanks lying on the road and emitting flames.

Without air superiority, they also had to leave the tanks.

at the same time.

On the distant hillside, Lin Shouzhong, with a pale face, looked at the Japanese soldiers who were constantly coming to reinforce from the direction of the city. The previous round of Japanese bombing made him worried.

"The Japanese are getting anxious." Zhang Yong looked at the increasing number of Japanese soldiers coming from the direction of the city.

As of now, the number has reached more than 20,000, and now it is still increasing in the direction of Chaocheng, so that some soldiers of the Tiger Brigade are now blocking the large-scale advance of the Japanese in the south of Changling Mountain.

From the previous pursuit, they noticed that the situation was not right and immediately switched to positional defense. The speed of the transition was so fast that Zhang Yong was overwhelmed.

"I wonder if there are any reinforcements..." Lin Shouzhong couldn't help but look towards Jincheng, his face very solemn.

The battle here alone has reached a scale of tens of thousands. He doesn't know how many troops the Huben Brigade will have to face in Jincheng.

He didn't know when it started, but he began to stand in the perspective of the Tiger Guards and started to worry about everything he saw, just like the soldiers in front of him, who knew it was difficult but still did not hesitate.

Looking at the number of troops, it was estimated that there were only about five or six thousand of them. Facing more than thirty thousand Japanese soldiers, they chose to rely on their positions for defense.

"Does the Tiger Guards have any reinforcements?" Zhang Yong couldn't help but ask.

Lin Shouzhong was silent for a moment, and suddenly shook his head. According to his understanding, the troops heading north were all in the direction of Jincheng, and the ones in front of him must have come from only one direction. He believed that there were also many Japanese devils in other directions.

Lin Shouzhong's response made Zhang Yong frown slightly.

"Arrange a few people to take him to the rear. We are ready to join the battle."

Zhang Yong spoke without being able to refuse, then quickly picked up the spear and moved towards the defensive position.

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Jincheng.

Since the Japanese began their attack in the evening, there has been no sound of gunfire from the positions of the New 1st and New 2nd Regiments.

There is no complete building in the west of Jincheng. One can only judge from the outline where the streets are and where there used to be houses.

There are still many ruins that form natural shelters, and in the center of the two are real ruins.

The positions of the two regiments were built behind these ruins. If the Japanese wanted to counterattack, they would always have to pass through these ruins where there were few shelters.

boom!

A huge explosion sounded under the west building of the city, scattering rubble and stirring up a cloud of dust.

The thick smoke made Kong Jie and Ding Wei, who were at the front line, stick their heads out from their positions and observe carefully.

"Damn it, these Japanese devils are crazy, they die in batches." Kong Jie patted the dust off his hat and cursed loudly.

The offensive, which had just weakened, suddenly became fierce again, and even a suicide squad appeared.

But before he could finish his words, Ding Wei's voice was heard.

"Have the soldiers from the 054 area in the west of the city withdraw and hold the 059 area. Don't engage head-on. Also, have the soldiers from the third battalion quickly move to the 052 area. If there's a breach there, the west of the city will be undefendable."

Ding Wei got up from the explosion just now and the recent waves of attacks. He also felt that the Japanese must have received a death order.

It can be said with certainty that in these waves of attacks, the Japanese were risking their lives to fill every position in the city.

This way of fighting shows that the Japanese are really desperate this time.

Although no one knows what Lin Tianchen did in other places, it is certain that he must have touched their hearts.

Peng Zhen, who was standing by, started running over and giving orders.

"If we give Brigade Lin more troops, several regiments will have to run back and forth." Kong Jie looked at Jincheng, which was constantly on fire, with a helpless expression.

The New 1st and New 2nd Regiments defending Jincheng also made Kong Jie realize that compared with the other regiments, although their positional warfare was difficult, the battlefield outside was the key one.

The more intense the fight here, the more important the outside world becomes.