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

Pingtuo Mountain, the warm sun is rising.

The ground was covered with frost and dew, and light shone through the bare branches. When it shone on the earth, a white mist could be seen rising in the light. Frost had already formed in the early morning.

Under the warm sunshine, everything is crystal clear, like a fairyland.

Xu Jingqiang stood there in a daze, looking at the scene he hadn't seen for more than ten years. The cold winter in the Northeast comes earlier than in the South.

Once upon a time, he also watched the arrival of winter every year, carved ice sculptures, and played snowball fights. But now, looking at the weather that was about to snow, he stood there, stunned and dazed.

What the eyes see is the scenery, and what the heart remembers is the past.

"Frost has formed, and winter is coming."

Xu Jingqiang looked at the layer of white frost on the ground that was beginning to melt and murmured. White mist was exhaled from his mouth and nose and dissipated into the air.

Past memories flooded his mind. He once thought that he would never set foot here in his life, but now, he stood on this homeland again as a Northern Expedition soldier.

only....

When I look up, I see the moon of my hometown, but when I look down, I can’t see my hometown people.

Xu Jingqiang looked a little melancholy, and behind him stood more than twenty figures, all looking at him silently in the direction he was looking, and everyone looked a little absent-minded.

At this moment, a rapid sound came from far away.

"Brother Xu, Brother Xu."

At the camp of the Fifth Battalion of the First Regiment, there was a man who was about forty-five years old with gray hair on his temples, but his steps were extremely brisk. After discovering Xu Jingqiang's location, his pace became even faster.

Zhang Shouqiu shouted as he ran, and at the same time took out a notebook and pen from his arms.

"Captain Zhang, it's so early again today." A gust of cold wind blew, and Xu Jingqiang came to his senses. He couldn't help but shrink his body, and his whole body became a lot more energetic in an instant.

Xu Jingqiang was very familiar with the person in front of him, and with some enlightenment, the relationship between them deepened a lot.

During these few days, the other party would come to talk to him about the details of the jungle warfare in Northeast China. Also because of Zhang Shouqiu, many people knew that he grew up in Northeast China, and many people from the army would come to him to visit him.

After all, there is only one Chen Qiang, and it is Xu Jingqiang and people who have been in the Resistance Alliance for many years who have shared a lot of Chen Qiang's pressure.

Faced with the students' requests for knowledge about winter warfare, Xu Jingqiang carefully taught them one by one.

"Brother Xu, the war is imminent, and I need to quickly grasp some of the information on winter warfare. I'd like to ask, besides the information in the manual, what else should we pay attention to when marching through the jungle at night in winter?"

Zhang Shouqiu asked sincerely. Although he had been a soldier for half his life, this was his first time fighting in the snow-covered jungles of the three northeastern provinces.

Zhang Shouqiu did not dare to be careless about this. Although he was a brigade commander in the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army and now a deputy regiment commander, he had no complaints about it. Instead, he was eager to learn about the upcoming winter offensive.

He just wanted to master the knowledge related to winter jungle warfare as quickly as possible. Now he has almost filled ten pages in his notebook, but he still feels it is not enough.

"It's actually from the manual. However, when marching at night, you must refer to the map and avoid steep slopes and cliffs. Shadows can obscure changes in the terrain. Places with dead branches usually have flat terrain, though there are caves. Soldiers ahead should use a large flat platform to pave the way..."

Xu Jingqiang spoke very carefully and Zhang Shouqiu took notes very seriously.

I just got up in Song Zicheng and saw Xu Jingqiang teaching seriously. I was not surprised by this.

In Heishui and Baishan, what hangs on the trees are not leaves, but may be deer... This is the first time Song Zicheng, a southerner, has heard of it.

Just as Song Zicheng was looking into the distance, a voice sounded beside him.

"Captain Song...can we go over?"

Looking at the new soldier, Song Zicheng also nodded.

Gradually, more and more people began to gather around. Xu Jingqiang stood in the middle, and everyone who came around sat down consciously.

Song Zicheng walked over to Zou Min and sat next to him:

"Black water and white mountains, the imagery is so strong."

Song Zicheng's tone was full of emotion, and his simple words described the winter in the three northeastern provinces vividly, sketching out a picture of the cold winter in the Northeast.

Upon hearing this, Zou Min quietly looked at the 1.9-meter-tall man. In his impression, Xu Jingqiang had always been careless.

"This is a scene that he has recalled countless times." Zou Min said with some emotion.

Having left his hometown at a young age, he went on the Northern Expedition as a soldier. He could feel Xu Jingqiang's uncontrollable excitement, so Xu Jingqiang and more than 20 other people had been conducting enrichment training for the winter manual.

Through Xu Jingqiang, Zou Min gradually became familiar with the winter in Northeast China.

"Fallen leaves will eventually return to their roots..." Song Zicheng's eyes were full of complexity. He was indeed homesick after being away from Pudong for so long.

The frost and dew have disappeared, and the surrounding temperature has warmed up a little, but the fallen leaves are already embedded in the soil.

Fallen leaves return to their roots, giving back to the earth that gave birth to and nurtured them, and the arrival of winter also means another year.

The soldiers were thirsty for knowledge and could not stop asking questions whenever they had some free time.

"Captain Xu, how long does winter last here? It's probably not even winter yet, and it's already this cold."

Just as I finished asking a question, a soldier in thick military uniform raised his hand and asked curiously.

Xu Jingqiang's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, and he was about to explain, but at this moment a rapid gathering sounded in Pingtuo Mountain.

After hearing the sound, a group of veterans nearby immediately picked up their guns and quickly rolled up the coarse cloth on the ground with quick and efficient movements.

After doing all this, holding the spears in their hands and carrying the coarse cloth on their backs, everyone ran quickly into the distance, running towards their team's base.

The new soldier also reacted immediately and followed closely without any slackness.

No words were spoken, and in each position, some messengers ran quickly towards the bases of various troops.

"All troops, prepare! Regimental and above levels, gather to the commander-in-chief immediately!"

"All troops, get ready!"

"..."

As the sound spread, the entire line below Pingtuo Mountain became busy, and the soldiers' eyes became serious one by one.

The commanders of the Tiger Brigade, the 35th Division, and the various regiments in the base areas were all running quickly towards the headquarters.

Xu Jingqiang reacted quickly, his eyes filled with excitement, and ran towards the camp. As he stepped on the soft ground, the feeling surged from his heels to his heart.

"I'm back....."

Xu Jingqiang glanced in the direction of Chuncheng, muttered something, then turned around without hesitation and began to reorganize the company.