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

Yangcun, inside the earthen house.

The whole room was not big, with a mat on the kang and a simple square table. There was no other furniture in the whole room except a tattered cabinet.

Li Yunlong had just packed some of his luggage and was about to sit down when a familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Report! Zhang Dabiao, commander of the First Battalion of the Independent Regiment, reports in!"

After hearing the voice, Li Yunlong immediately sat down on the kang, looked at the big man in front of him, and said in a sarcastic tone.

"You changed your tune pretty quickly, huh? Is Zhuzi back?"

Li Yunlong raised his eyebrows, took out a cigarette and asked Zhang Dabiao.

It has been some time since this pillar was gone. Even if we want to teach the elderly villagers at the entrance of the village how to use cannons, it is time to teach them.

The most important thing is that he just arrived at the independent regiment. Although he can only bring two generals, Zhuzi is not in the new regiment, so this is not a bad rule.

"Captain, not yet." Zhang Dabiao took out a match from his arms and began to help Li Yunlong light a cigarette.

Li Yunlong exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes lit up, and he immediately said:

"Take a few people with you and go to Lijia Village to get the pillar back."

While attending a meeting at the headquarters, Li Yunlong heard about a battle on the hill south of Yangcun, and he went to the south entrance of Yangcun to see it in person.

The craters and landing points were all made with great accuracy, and each shell was aimed at knocking out the Japanese firepower points.

He knew that Zhuzi was very accurate in shooting, but it was obvious that Zhuzi's artillery ability had become even stronger, so he naturally became interested.

I didn't mention the pillars above, because they are unnecessary.

Li Yunlong would naturally want to bring back such artillerymen. The fact that they have not returned to the New 1st Regiment yet is exactly what he wants.

Clever... Li Yunlong muttered to himself.

"Yes!"

Zhang Dabiao didn't waste any time. He saluted and walked outside.

......

Lijia Village.

Originally, Lin Tianchen was busy drawing a map and understanding the situation nearby.

Just the arrival of this piece of news made Lin Tianchen pause slightly and his eyes suddenly became alert.

Wang Jiantang said Zhang Dabiao is here! !

Lin Tianchen asked Wang Jiantang to bring the people in. At the same time, many thoughts came to his mind. The first thing he wanted to confirm was whether Zhuzi was in the base. When he learned that Zhuzi was not in the base but was taking the artillery to practice firing, he felt a little relieved.

Mud house, on the kang.

There are two cans on the table.

"Captain Lin, we are trying our best to learn from your battle in Yangcun." Zhang Dabiao said with a smile, and consciously took a glance on the way here.

But in the village, there was no sign of Zhuzi.

"Luck is nothing."

"It's not luck at all, Captain Lin, you're being modest." Zhang Dabiao paused for a moment and then said, "Captain Lin, your men should all be able to use mortars."

"Some new brothers have joined us, and there are many newcomers."

Lin Tianchen spread his hands and pointed to some Lijia Village soldiers who were training outside the window.

"Oh, then many people should be able to use it. Look, our commander has just been appointed to the independent regiment, and we are also short of talents. Zhuzi has to go back." Seeing Lin Tianchen speak in this tone, Zhang Dabiao did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"Oh, Zhuzi, no problem, after all, Zhuzi is also Captain Li's man."

"Zhu Zi is training outside right now, so you guys go back first. I'll send him back early tomorrow morning."

Lin Tianchen placed the canned food on the table in front of Zhang Dabiao and spoke in a calm tone.

But Ding Jiaguo and Wang Jiantang, who were standing by, looked distraught when they heard this.

In the battle of Yangcun, the two men had witnessed the accuracy of Zhuzi's mortar fire.

Back then at Cangyun Ridge, they used seven artillery shells to shoot down the Japanese command post. If they had missed that target, it would not have been as simple as just taking down the command post, but they would have been almost wiped out.

When in Yangcun, Zhuzi operated the mortar as if it were a fixed-point shooting. Every shot was accurate, and he accurately destroyed the Japanese firepower points every time. If such a person was sent back, it would be a loss.

"I believe it, so thank you, Captain Lin. We'll go back first." Zhang Dabiao thought about it, and finally nodded and said with a smile.

"Wait a minute, Platoon Leader Wang, go get Battalion Commander Zhang a submachine gun and 300 rounds of ammunition to support the independent regiment's reconstruction."

Wang Jiantang walked outside without hesitation, and soon he brought people with a submachine gun and 300 rounds of ammunition.

"I feel so embarrassed, Captain Lin, you are too polite. We will leave first..." Zhang Dabiao said as his hand reached for the submachine gun.

Several soldiers behind him had already started picking up bullets and walking out of the house.

Lin Tianchen also smiled slightly and said, "Captain Zhang, be careful on the road."

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Zhang Dabiao stroked the submachine gun in his hand, and the smile on his face could no longer be suppressed.

After all, such guys are rare, and with three hundred rounds of bullets, Captain Lin is a real human being for being able to deal with them!

Zhang Dabiao left Lijia Village without staying for long and returned to the independent regiment.

As he was leaving, Ding Jiaguo emerged from outside the wall...

"Captain, we can't send the pillar back. The pillar's precise strike is too important for our battle."

"Back in Yang Village, it was Zhuzi who used a few shells to suppress our firepower."

Ding Jiaguo said that if Zhuzi had not destroyed the Japanese's firepower point, his fire suppression on the mountain would have been completely ineffective.

It was precisely because Zhuzi silenced the Japanese that they were able to suppress their firepower.

"Why do you think I gave them submachine guns and bullets? Now that we've rested enough, go gather some men. Xiao Shanzi and I will go survey the area. We'll move when we come back."

After Lin Tianchen finished speaking, he walked out of the village.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Wang Jiantang and Ding Jiaguo looked at each other and instantly understood what Lin Tiancheng meant.

VIP?

I'm not in Lijia Village anymore, why do you want it?

In an instant, regardless of the desire to kill the Japanese devils or to keep Zhuzi to strengthen the strength, the entire Lijia Village quickly gathered under the arrangement of Wang Jiantang and Ding Jiaguo.

Start getting ready.

......

Yangcun.

"Put away your guns, pick up your swords, and step back..."

"The Japs won't give you a chance to hesitate. They like to stab you in the heart with their knives. If your reaction isn't as fast as theirs, you'll have to step back and hold your pistol and knife."

"prick!!"

"You need to have a proper training attitude. Don't you understand why you're called dough? 60 people can cause you over 500 casualties. What a shame!!!"

In a flat area of ​​Yangcun, the battalions of the independent regiment have already started training.

Since Li Yunlong arrived, his first thing was to train the independent regiment. If such a team were sent to the battlefield, they would definitely not be able to fight with full spirit.

The spirit and energy that cannot be displayed on the battlefield can only be compensated through high-intensity training and stimulating words.

Li Yunlong stood on a small hill in Yang Village, and his voice echoed in all directions.

The eyes of the independent regiment soldiers below gradually turned red.

"Captain, Captain."

Li Yunlong looked back and saw Zhang Dabiao with a submachine gun slung around his waist, and several soldiers behind him carrying ammunition boxes came to his side.

However, Li Yunlong did not look at Zhang Dabiao, but looked around and scanned the surroundings.

Anger immediately came over his face.

"Where's the pillar?"

"Commander, Captain Lin will be sent back tomorrow morning. He was not at the base when we went there. Zhuzi was out for training. Commander, take a look at this."

Zhang Dabiao said, then swung his waist and handed the submachine gun in his hand to Li Yunlong and said: "The devils who attacked Yangcun that day used this firearm. Don't look at its short size, it is powerful and has strong firepower."

"Where did it come from?"

"It was sent by Captain Lin, along with 300 rounds of ammunition. He wishes our independent regiment a speedy reconstruction."

"Captain Lin is a nice guy, we can get along with him." Li Yunlong took the submachine gun with a smile and took a look at it. The metallic luster was faintly visible in the sun.

Li Yunlong took the submachine gun in his hand and started fiddling with it, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

"Captain, this can..."

"Don't even think about it, it's for the guards..."

Li Yunlong knew exactly what Zhang Dabiao wanted to say and interrupted Zhang Dabiao's thoughts at the first moment.

"this...."

"What is this... I haven't brought Zhu back yet, and I haven't held you accountable yet. When Zhu comes back, bring him to me as soon as possible."

After saying that, Li Yunlong ignored Zhang Dabiao and continued to command a group of soldiers to conduct training temporarily.

"See the weapon in my hand? The Japanese used it to inflict 500 to 600 casualties on you. But in the hands of another elite unit, they left 34 bodies behind."

"So, you must train, train hard, train yourselves into elite soldiers, and one day, take revenge for this with your own hands!!"

"The soldiers I, Li Yunlong, lead have never been cowards. I, Li Yunlong, will always be at the forefront of the battle against the Japanese devils."

"So if you want to live, if you want revenge, leave your sweat here and your blood to the enemy!!"

Li Yunlong's voice rang out again, holding a submachine gun high in his hand, and the soldiers below trained even harder.