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

"Commander, Captain Sun has already set off for Shengjing."

"This is the equipment list sent by Captain Gao from the Bear Country and the Mountain City. We have already sorted it out. There are a total of twelve tanks. The Russians don't treat us as outsiders. Among this batch of equipment, there are a large number of anti-tank weapons..."

In the command room, Zhang Danwu walked quickly to Lin Tianchen with a list, handed some information to him, and reported some news.

When Lin Tianchen took the list, there was a hint of surprise between his brows.

This time's equipment supply came at the right time. In this world where ice and snow are about to melt, this time's equipment gave him a lot more confidence.

"With this number... they certainly don't treat us as outsiders." Lin Tianchen pondered for a moment and spoke again, "Have each regiment in the city send out a platoon to conduct theoretical training. Once the weapons arrive, the anti-tank platoon will begin practical training to build up combat effectiveness as quickly as possible."

"Send a telegram to Luozipo to inform them of the situation. Also, have Sun Desheng transport supplies at night and report his itinerary daily to prevent being bombed by the Japanese."

Lin Tianchen attaches great importance to anti-tank weapons, because they will definitely be used in the next battle. He is very clear that they will definitely be used in the next battle.

The snow melted, and this time it was definitely not going to be a small fight. Facing the mechanized forces of the Japanese this time, Sun Desheng's tank armored regiment alone was far from enough to cope with it.

"Yes." Zhang Shanwu left the command center.

The current command center is in Chuncheng. In the dark night, everyone in the city, including Lin Tianchen himself, can feel the eerie calmness.

This is actually the calm before the storm. Now that Andre is under house arrest, this matter will sooner or later be known by Shancheng. What we need to do now is to take over Chuncheng as much as possible.

"With the logistics regiment preparing for the cleanup at the airport, the Japanese bombers will be wary. If the Japanese don't know the specific situation, the anti-tank platoon can still surprise them..."

Lin Tianchen couldn't help but have some thoughts in his mind. After the Japanese in Chuncheng launched several symbolic attacks and failed to retake the south of the city, they began to decisively shrink their defense line.

The Japanese were waiting for the snow to melt, and Lin Tianchen also had a reason to wait, which was to wait for this batch of equipment from the Russian Bear to be put into service.

After the Battle of Chuncheng broke out, there were already many guerrillas in the three northeastern provinces, and they were constantly gathering here.

This made Lin Tianchen realize that as the battle expanded, the entire battle would only become bigger and bigger. He must seize this opportunity and speed up the progress of the Northern Expedition.

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Shengjing.

On the north city wall, Shengjing today is so full of vitality that it is like a festival.

Guo Qiaozhen held a camera in her hand, her eyes fixed on the material transport team heading north.

The troops that originally came out of Shengjing have divided into several groups and are heading towards Chuncheng. In addition, there are many civilians and guerrilla teams heading north.

Just as she was watching the scenes in the distance, a voice rang out.

"Reporter Guo, the photos have been developed."

When Guo Qiaozhen was standing in the city gate tower, a figure in his forties appeared beside her, holding a package in his hand with a smile on his face, and two young men followed behind him.

After entering Shengjing, Guo Qiaozhen found a photo studio in the city. Half of the houses were destroyed, but they were gradually restored during the subsequent reconstruction.

"Boss Chen, this is..." Guo Qiaozhen looked at the two young men behind Chen Guifu in confusion.

"Reporter Guo, I know you know some people from the Tiger Brigade. My two children are grown up now and have their own ideas. I hope you can lead them to Spring City and see if they can join the Tiger Brigade..."

Chen Guifu said this in a sincere tone, pushing the two young men behind him. There was reluctance in his eyes, but there was still determination in his eyes.

Guo Qiaozhen's eyes straightened. Chen Guifu had only these two sons in his family. Since ancient times, the idea of ​​raising sons to provide for one's old age and pass on the family line has been deeply rooted. It can be said that it is an obsession in the bones of every Chinese.

"Send them all?" Guo Qiaozhen couldn't help but ask.

"Everyone go! Please ask reporter Guo to help lead them, they don't know anything." Chen Guifu spoke again sincerely and humbly.

Seeing that Guo Qiaozhen did not respond, he paused and spoke again:

"A few years ago, I tried to stop them, telling them to just live an honest life. But I can't stop them anymore. What Captain Gao said that day made me realize that if you live in disgrace, you will only be bullied and never get ahead."

"Shengjing is better than before because we all know there's an army that truly protects us. I've also figured it out. If these two sons are like me, our descendants will never be able to stand up straight. They need to be like the soldiers in the Tiger Guards, like Captain Gao..."

Chen Guifu's tone was flat, as if he was stating a fact. He patted his two sons on the shoulders and said that his leg was injured and he would be a burden if he went to the battlefield.

I really can't let it go, but what does it matter? My son has grown up and has his own thoughts.

Looking at the young face, Guo Qiaozhen seemed to see the look in Guo Guangyao's eyes when he joined the Tiger Guards Brigade.

One that cannot be accurately described in words.

It is decisive, yet farewell, mixed with hope.

"Okay." Guo Qiaozhen hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Reporter Guo, take care... On the battlefield, learn more from the veterans." Chen Guifu said solemnly, and the second half of the sentence emphasized his son. He wanted to persuade him, but he could no longer do so.

At this moment, a voice sounded, causing them to look into the distance.

Under the cover of night, bursts of roaring sounds echoed with the wind, each one pleasing to the ear.

Turning a corner on the side of the city, one tank after another appeared in her sight.

Rumble!

There was a low roar and a puff of black smoke rose.

Three vehicles formed a formation and moved in a long line towards the north.

The falling snow was transformed into water vapor by the residual heat of the engine. The water vapor on the car body and the darkness intertwined to form an ink painting.

The moment the tank armored group appeared, Guo Qiaozhen was shocked by the scene before her and was speechless.

"I will ride the black armor and head north, leaving my mark but not myself..." Guo Qiaozhen held the camera tightly in her hand and murmured softly.

She didn't know how long it had been since she had seen an armored group like hers.

Although there are only more than 20 tanks, these... are all tanks of the Tiger Brigade. The guns of the Tiger Brigade are always pointed at the enemy, not their own people.

The armored forces marched northward in a mighty force. The moment these weapons appeared in the hands of the Tiger Brigade, she felt extremely grateful and a strong sense of security surged in her heart.

These are six tanks, yet they dared to charge against a force of more than fifty tanks.

As she took each step, Guo Qiaozhen realized how many people knew about the hardships involved.

As the team walked away, Guo Qiaozhen looked down at the camera in her hand. She sorted out the tape in her backpack, wrapped the photos and put them away.

"Gone." Guo Qiaozhen murmured.

Outside the city wall stood a crowd of people seeing him off.

The inner thoughts are hidden in the form, and the words are hidden in the heart.

There are no extra words, just like a row of stones looking back at relatives.

Chen Xu and Chen Yang were silent at this moment.

The people who were seeing him off kept waving their hands to say goodbye, but their eyes were already wet, as if melted by the wind and snow and filled with emotion.

Guo Qiaozhen pressed the shutter to freeze this scene and walked north.

What needed to be communicated had been communicated, and she needed to get to the front lines.

Those who carry firewood for others must not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow!!!