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

Wanjia Town.

In a dark alley outside the Japanese warehouse in the town.

Cheng Tingying's eyes were always on the flag fluttering in the sun. She returned from Pudong after learning the news of her father's death.

I was planning to go to northwestern Shanxi with my classmates from Pudong to join the Eighth Route Army to fight against Japan, but we got separated on the way because of the war.

In these troubled times, it was extremely difficult to find her classmates.

Looking at the man in the puppet army uniform in front of her, perhaps it was the flag with the word "death" on it that made Cheng Tingying trust him, and she took a step forward unconsciously.

"Who is it?" Da Niu, who was on guard, saw a figure suddenly approaching and immediately said vigilantly.

Wang Jiantang, who had packed up and was ready to leave, immediately turned his head warily and his eyes fell on the figure that appeared. There were some stains on his face, and his eyes were beautiful, but in his eyes, he saw hatred, and this hatred was obviously not directed at them.

Wang Jiantang pressed down the muzzle of Da Niu's gun, but he still looked at Cheng Tingying vigilantly.

"I want to join the army!"

Before Wang Jiantang could speak, the girl in front of him blurted out a word.

"Sister, war is no joke. We won't be accepting girls for now."

Wang Jiantang frowned slightly. The person in front of him was obviously in disguise. It would be hard to tell without a closer look. But now that he was standing in front of him, he could vaguely tell that he was not very old.

Wang Jiantang really thought that the battlefield where people were on the edge of a knife and licking blood was not suitable for girls.

"Every citizen has a share of responsibility for the fate of his country."

"In ancient times, Mulan joined the army to replace her father. In this new era, why can't I join the army to defend my country?"

Cheng Tingying stared straight ahead without flinching. Now in Wanjia Town, the people she was involved with had returned to dust.

The world is so cruel now. The world is so big and the enemy is invading. Where can she go?

Maybe she could find a job in Pudong and live a decent life, or maybe she could go to the mountain city like her mother, but she would feel uneasy.

Her father died tragically and her family property was completely robbed by the Japanese invaders. She could not sit idly by and watch such a tragedy.

Wang Jiantang frowned, but the other party spoke again:

"Now that your flag is raised, I do not wish you to be near and perform filial duties; I only wish you to be loyal to the nation."

"Then my father died in the puppet army, at the hands of the Japanese invaders..."

"If he knew about this, he would definitely support me in fighting against the Japanese invaders..."

Cheng Tingying pointed at the flag with the word "death" on it, her eyes full of determination.

Wang Jiantang used to be a young teacher in Qushan Field, teaching and educating students with a ruler in hand, but now he has picked up a cold iron tool.

After hearing this, there was a moment of silence. Wang Jiantang did not agree, but he also did not explicitly refuse.

"Follow me first."

Wang Jiantang gestured and prepared to go back and let Lin Tianchen make the decision.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Tingying nodded heavily.

However, Wang Jiantang did not say anything more to Cheng Tingying, but just looked at the row of soldiers behind him.

"Daniu, Changsheng, you two stay behind and blow up everything in the warehouse before retreating."

"Yes!"

After Wang Jiantang got on the horse, he looked at Cheng Tingying and frowned.

"I can. I've ridden it at school." Cheng Tingying understood what Wang Jiantang meant.

Cheng Tingying put on protective gear, jumped up, and sat on the horse's back.

"go!"

At Wang Jiantang's command, the group began to leave Wanjia Town with their belongings.

The moment they left Wanjia Town.

From the direction of the warehouse, there was an explosion...

.........

On the mountainside six miles away from the main gate of Wanjia Town.

"It seems that Platoon Leader Wang and Platoon Leader Ding have returned."

A soldier on guard saw Wang Jiantang and his group from afar and reported to Lin Tianchen in an excited tone.

At this moment, Lin Tianchen was closely observing the situation on the visual map. He did not find any support from the Japanese, which made him feel at ease.

But now, having just harvested a batch of horses, they could no longer move along the thorny mountain roads as before.

The greater the mobility, the more difficult it is to hide, so Lin Tianchen is very careful.

"Clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible, take off the enemy's thin cotton clothes, and burn all the unwanted items."

Lin Tianchen rubbed his hands, feeling the gradually colder weather, and spoke with emphasis.

The weather is getting cooler now. Winter in the north is really cold.

Following Lin Tianchen's order, the entire flat land at the foot of the mountain began to bustle with activity...