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

Shengjing.

In December, the three northeastern provinces have been replaced by cold winter, with long nights and short days.

The sound of gunfire became the norm in this once prosperous city.

boom!

A loud explosion was heard. Guo Qiaozhen and Guo Guangyao, who were hunched over and moving forward carefully on the snow, were shocked and instinctively fell down.

They were covered with the white coarse cloth prepared by Guo Guangyao in advance, which gave them a sense of security. On this white snowy ground, unless there was a large-scale raid, it was actually difficult to be discovered at close range.

Although gunshots had been heard from the direction of Shengjing, the sudden burst of intensive artillery fire clearly showed that everyone was still fighting.

The group did not stop to move forward, but stretched their heads and looked at Shengjing from afar.

"Shengjing is in chaos right now, and the surrounding areas have become a war zone... Sanniang Temple and the areas south of Shengjing are all under attack. We saw many dead bodies of Japanese soldiers on the way here, indicating that fighting has also taken place..."

Behind Guo Qiaozhen, a large group of people were talking in low voices, lying on the ground and not daring to move. The shocking scene of blood all over the mountain was still in their minds.

"Reporter Guo, it's dangerous if you go any further." Guo Guangyao stopped, frowned and said in a low voice.

They grabbed each other, and the fire in the distance kept shining on them. The group of people were visibly nervous, holding the white coarse cloth tightly to cover themselves.

Even if you have made great psychological preparations, when you actually come here and witness the cruelty of war, there are battlefield relics every other place.

Many Japanese soldiers' bodies were frozen in the snow and ice, and there was no time to clean them up. It is not an exaggeration to say that the road from Jincheng to Shengjing was littered with corpses.

Even a small hillside can become a hotly contested battlefield.

He never imagined that there would be so many Japanese corpses on the land beneath his feet.

He still remembered that when the Japanese invaded the country, the entire three northeastern provinces were in chaos. On the road of escape, there were Chinese people fleeing and corpses of people who died on the road. He already knew how brutal the Japanese invaders were at that time.

Human life was worthless. At that time, all of them were numb and just wanted to leave the land that gave birth to them.

Now, looking at the bodies of the dead Japanese soldiers in front of him, a sense of revenge emerged in his heart.

"What's in the newspaper is not numbers and great victories..." Guo Qiaozhen said in a firm tone. From Pudong to here, she needs to let more people see the pictures.

She didn't want to delve into the ins and outs of why no one had done it before, or why someone had done it but didn't report it.

Now, she just wants to recreate the victory scene of the early Tiger Brigade with her own hands.

Guo Guangyao was silent for a moment, then followed silently. As a man from Northeast China, when he saw the reports about the Northern Expedition of the Tiger Brigade, only someone like him who had left his homeland could understand that his homeland had been occupied and he had no home to return to.

The black soil cannot be set foot on, and the black waters and white mountains are only in memory.

Now, the Tiger Guards were marching north, and they were returning inch by inch of their homeland. He was afraid of death, but after struggling for a long time, he finally discussed it with his wife. Facing his wife's sad expression that had been silent for a long time, he wanted to ask her to stay, but his wife took the children to see him off for ten miles and watched him go north.

I also want to join the Tiger Brigade and do my part.

boom!

Just as Guo Guangyao was thinking, a huge explosion was heard.

In the area west of the city, bomb craters of varying sizes are distributed everywhere in the city, and flames are flickering in the north, east and south of the city.

Among the more complete houses, many were emitting black smoke.

At the front line, when Guo Qiaozhen looked over, she saw that many positions were built with sandbags on the ruined positions west of Shengjing.

The Japanese soldiers began to charge in waves, and the collision of blood and flesh was exactly the same as what she had seen in the Pudong Battle.

The Japanese fought in the same way as before. Every time they charged like this, the soldiers on the position would be overwhelmed, and then they would create an overwhelming momentum.

There was a loud sound of gunfire and artillery fire.

On the position of the Tiger Guards Brigade, heavy machine guns kept firing bullets and artillery shells kept falling on the places where the Japanese gathered.

The sounds of fighting were so clear that even she, who was on the periphery, could hear them clearly. It was a familiar and understandable sound. Soldiers climbed up from the trenches one by one and quickly launched a counterattack. The sound of artillery fire fell one after another with almost no intervals.

"I want to get closer..." Guo Qiaozhen stared at the battlefield in front of her.

The current battle may not be as grand as the Pudong Battle, but its intensity is no less than that of the Pudong Battle.

The battle between the Kwantung Army guarding the northern border and the Tiger Guard Brigade, which had never been defeated, made Guo Qiaozhen tremble with fear every second of the fighting.

The Pudong battle was very intense, but the intensity at the moment felt even greater. Every position was being fought over, with charges and countercharges taking place constantly.

Guo Guangyao on the side watched silently. It was basically a meat grinder. The intensity of the battle he saw was beyond his comprehension.

The whole process was a collision of flesh and blood, and not just in front of him. Every time he saw the battlefield of the Tiger Brigade along the way, he couldn't control his shock.

Blood covered the mountains and ice froze Pingtuo Mountain.

The corpses of Japanese soldiers were scattered all over the road. Looking at the Tiger Brigade engaging in a horrific street battle, not giving up an inch of ground, Guo Guangyao suddenly lost his fear of the gunshots, and his soul no longer trembled when he heard the sound of artillery.

In a corner of Qiuye Street in Shengjing, his childhood playmate mustered up his courage again, said goodbye to his wife and children and returned here. In the war-torn Shengjing, he could not find his former home.

Obscured by smoke and buried by wind and snow.

Home...Guo Guangyao looked at Shengjing and couldn't help muttering something in his heart.

His home used to be here, but for his current home, he came here again.

The world before his eyes was shattered, but there was something in his heart that was still unbroken, and the countryside he was heading to was waiting for his return.

"I'll go with you." Guo Guangyao looked at the figure moving forward quickly and quickly followed.

Guo Qiaozhen was stunned for a moment, and quickly moved closer. However, not long after she got close, she heard a series of rumbling sounds.

The two men used the top of the hill to look outside Shengjing. Dozens of tanks were advancing along the outside of the city towards the west.

"Tanks..." Guo Qiaozhen, like many other people, was filled with fear of tanks.

Because the appearance of tanks often means a breakthrough in the defense line.