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

On a hill four miles away from Wanjia Town.

Rows of soldiers in earth-gray military uniforms were quietly moving along the mountain road.

At dawn, in the team, Li Yunlong was holding a telescope and looking at some soldiers who were beginning to cover the trenches on the road.

Sichuan Army uniforms, Shanxi-Suiyuan Army uniforms, and villagers' farm clothes.

Li Yunlong was very familiar with the style of this ragtag army.

Impolite Captain Lin.

"Damn Captain Lin! He's still planning to take over Wanjia Town!" Li Yunlong put down the telescope and said in a low voice with a cursing tone.

"Captain, it seems that they have more people. Judging by visual inspection, there are at least three hundred of them." Zhang Dabiao, who was lying on the side, stared at the people below and said.

"I know." Li Yunlong said impatiently.

Li Yunlong observed Lin Tianchen's troops below, and also discovered a group of soldiers who began to hide in the trenches.

As he watched these scenes, his face became very serious, with wrinkles forming at the corners of his eyes. He was actually wondering what Lin Tianchen was trying to do.

This place is not far from Wanjia Town. The scale of these trenches cannot be built in a day or two.

Could it be that the Japanese didn’t notice?

Li Yunlong muttered to himself. When this idea came to him, he really felt that it was somewhat possible. After all, he had seen Lin Tianchen's command ability. To be honest, in places with complex terrain, the opponent was like a ghost.

Come without a trace, go without a trace.

In Li Yunlong's judgment, no battle so far has occurred beyond Lin Tianchen's expectations.

In fact, the real battle only started after all the units entered the designated locations.

......

Li Weiguo and his team were now tidying up their Sichuan Army clothes.

But before he could pack up his things, Fang Bailu appeared here.

"Captain Li, the situation has changed. The regiment commander has ordered you to act quickly." Fang Bailu's voice had not yet fallen.

Li Weiguo tightened his belt and nodded after listening to Fang Bailu's words. He turned around and looked at the soldiers who were already wearing Sichuan Army uniforms and said.

"Is everything fucking done? Hurry up."

"Why are you wearing your hat so straight? Have you ever seen a defeated soldier wearing a hat like that?"

"And you, you lost your cotton pad..."

"What's wrong with your Type 38 rifle? Throw it away and use the Hanyang rifle. If you don't have a Hanyang rifle, leave it in the trench. Once you get in, grab the rifle and kill the Japs."

"Remember, we must capture the entire battalion. I don't want to play the role of a defeated army anymore."

From among the "ruined army" came waves of curses from Li Weiguo. Many people looked at the battalion commander who had eaten explosives and lowered their heads silently.

Ever since he had to play the role of a defeated army, Li Weiguo's amiable image changed. He became irritable and angry, and he was dissatisfied with everything.

Li Weiguo left cursing, and the people around him consciously avoided him. No one dared to get close to him, and they all stayed away from him.

Xiao Hai, who had already changed into the Sichuan Army uniform, looked at Li Weiguo who was walking towards him step by step. He hurriedly checked if there was anything wrong with his body and tried his best to make himself look more like a defeated soldier so that Li Weiguo would not have the opportunity to scold him.

Until Li Weiguo's figure approached and glanced at Xiao Hai.

"You really look like a defeated soldier, do you really enjoy playing the role of a defeated soldier? Ah!!!"

"..."

Xiao Hai lowered his head in silence, his face full of autism.

Didn’t you say that it’s about identity? You said that you should love what you do... Xiao Hai muttered to himself, but he didn’t dare to say it out loud. He could only complain silently in his heart.

At this time, Li Weiguo's expression gradually became serious as he looked at the soldiers in front of him.

"Although our mission is to act like a defeated army, but we have to lure the Japanese into our position, pick up the guns in the trenches and shoot them hard! If you still act like a defeated army when you get to the position, get out of here! I, Li Weiguo, will not be with such people!"

"Everyone, cheer up! We must seize the position of the first battalion..."

"Remember, we are the tigers that guard the mountains, the eagles with foresight, and the wolves that are good at fighting."

"Now... follow me and act out... the rout of the army!!"

Li Weiguo gritted his teeth as he spoke to the end, cursing Wang Ding and the other man in his heart.

After saying that, he turned around and led everyone towards Wanjia Town.

.........

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Wanjia Town.

On the top of the city wall, a middle-aged Japanese soldier in official uniform was looking at the Sichuan Army, which numbered about thirty people, with a telescope.

"The defeated army..." The middle-aged Japanese soldier frowned slightly and thought.

"Sir Qingquan, does this group of defeated troops look familiar to you?" The middle-aged Japanese soldier in official uniform put down the telescope in his hand and asked the Japanese soldier next to him.

"Hey! This group of defeated Sichuan troops looks very similar to the ones we encountered around Cangyun Ridge. They're wearing the same clothing."

When the middle-aged devil heard this, he immediately remembered: "Sogasinai, the Sichuan Army, we met them again."

"Major, the troops in the city were ambushed a few days ago because they were lured by these defeated soldiers."

When the middle-aged devil heard this, a sneer appeared on his face: "We have used this trick once, there is no way we will be fooled. It is just the right time to use it against us. As long as we are careful, we will not fall into the enemy's ambush."

After the middle-aged devil said this, his eyes were cold.

"Sichuan Army..." The middle-aged Japanese soldier thought of the Sichuan Army they had chased in Cangyun Ridge.

It was because of that group of Sichuan troops that his small team was completely wiped out, and all their weapons and clothes were stripped off, and their artillery positions were destroyed.

The shattered body and the residual flames from the artillery position are still vivid in his mind.

The desire for revenge instantly began to burn in his heart. He had never suffered such a loss since entering the customs.

"Gather the troops, remember, you must eliminate possible ambushes." The middle-aged Japanese soldier looked into the distance and finally said in a low voice.

"Hi!"

For a moment, in the town, the sound of whistles of assembly could be heard.