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

Shengjing.

In a combat command room, Gao Jiecheng walked back and forth, stopping every step, looking back every three steps, and looking at the map on the table from time to time.

His eyes never left Bei Dingyuan's position. Since the war in Chuncheng broke out, he had not received any orders, which made him feel a little anxious.

Gao Jiecheng suddenly heard a flurry of footsteps, and his eyes lit up instantly. The moment he saw Li Hongyan step into the combat command room, he couldn't wait to ask:

"The commander has given orders?"

"The brigade commander asked us to pay close attention to the appearance of Japanese-style bombers. These planes are all flown by the logistics regiment, and the operators are not skilled. So we must pay attention to their poor landing." Li Hongyan's tone was full of solemnity. Although he didn't see it, he knew very well what it meant.

After hearing this, Gao Jiecheng's expression changed instantly, his brows furrowed, and a serious look appeared between his brows. He took the telegram from Li Hongyan's hand and read it carefully.

"The Logistics Corps sent the Japanese bombers to support..." Gao Jiecheng actually knew that the Logistics Corps had many talented people, including the brigade commander Ouyang Wenjing, the brigade commander's personal disciple Wang Shan, and in order to protect them, young students from all over the country basically went to the Logistics Corps.

The purpose was to make them useful at the critical moment, but no one expected that Ouyang Wenjing brought all these people to the battlefield.

"Captain, this plane made an emergency landing...we don't have the experience to provide support." Li Hongyan said anxiously.

"We have no experience in receiving support. Do you think the soldiers in the sky have experience in flying planes?"

Gao Jiecheng's tone was full of solemnity. Perhaps many of these soldiers knew that this might be a one-way ticket, but the logistics regiment still chose to board the bomber. Although it was not explicitly stated in the telegram, he could still sense from between the lines that the logistics regiment's control of the bomber had a great impact on the battle situation.

So even if it is collecting corpses, it is of the highest standard.

Thinking of this, Gao Jiecheng did not hesitate at all.

"Have the Third Battalion quickly assemble and contact all sentry posts. Report any Japanese bombers that make an emergency landing immediately. Also, notify the soldiers to see any Japanese bombers make an emergency landing. Saving lives is paramount."

Gao Jiecheng paused for a moment before speaking again: "Have the city's medical team catch up, and have the wards and operating rooms prepared..."

For them, the time is now against the clock. As a student of Whampoa Military Academy, he knows very well how valuable pilots are, not to mention that these are pilots with flying experience, even if this experience was gained at the cost of his life.

But each one of them is a treasure. If they have a plane, it will undoubtedly be a real advantage for them.

"Yes!" Li Hongyan nodded vigorously.

As the order was issued, the third battalion stationed there was immediately mobilized.

Just at this moment, a dozen black spots appeared in the distant sky and were slowly approaching. The roar of the engine began to reach Shengjing.

The entire Shengjing city immediately became as a boiling water, and many people had fear in their eyes.

The Japanese bombing made the people around look up at the sky with fear.

"It seems the Japanese bombers aren't heading towards Shengjing, but towards the suburbs. Do they have intelligence targeting the Tiger Brigade?"

"There's something wrong over there. There's smoke coming out of the tails of several bombers."

"The Tiger Guards Brigade brought a team this time, including doctors and even medical practitioners."

"What are they going to do? Are they going to save these devils?"

"......"

For a moment, when this scene appeared, many people were talking about it.

After gathering, the soldiers of the entire Third Battalion strode towards the direction where the plane was about to land, each of them revealing tension and worry.

Many people were filled with confusion when they saw this scene, but more people had fear in their eyes. Shops closed early and the number of pedestrians on the road suddenly began to thin out.

Some brave citizens climbed onto the roofs of their houses and looked at the bombers in the suburbs. Some were circling, while others were trying to land.

"I didn't die on the battlefield, so I can't die here..." Ouyang Wenjing's quiet face was rarely filled with curses, his hands tightly gripping the joystick, even though he was constantly repeating Xu Yun's instructions in his mind.

Maybe when he was in the air, his feet left the ground, which really made him feel a sense of nothingness. It was okay before because he was going to be bombed, but now he was nervous.

"We will never die at home..."

Ouyang Wenjing murmured softly, his expression extremely focused.

He had already died once, and if it weren't for Yuan Jingkai's fighter jets that covered their retreat, they would definitely have been doomed in this battle.

This time the deployment has completely collapsed, and the logistics regiment will also be in trouble. He will not be able to bring back so many pilots who have taken off.

The reason they were able to survive was basically because of Yuan Jing's tenacious hold on.

At this moment, Ouyang Wenjing's eyes were full of emotions, but what really showed was only determination. He controlled the joystick and began to land.

The speed slowed down, and as the altitude began to drop, the vast land in front of him began to gradually grow larger.

The huge feeling of oppression was completely different from when he took off. It even made him have the urge to fly, but he forcibly controlled it.

"Angle, you must pay attention to the angle..." Ouyang Wenjing emphasized the landing points mentioned by Xu Yun. Cold sweat was already on his forehead. However, accompanied by violent shaking, he held the control stick tightly and tried hard to control the nose of the plane.

The shaking fuselage caused the expression on his face to shake as well.

As he slowly slowed down, Ouyang Wenjing felt a little relieved. Although the takeoff wheel was definitely scrapped, at least he survived.

The feeling of surviving a disaster made him calm down. He stood up and looked at the people who were all rejoicing. No one spoke, but pushed open the plane, welcoming a ray of light that shone in, which made Ouyang Wenjing squint his eyes.

It feels like a dream.

As the cabin opened, the surrounding soldiers rushed in, their faces full of excitement.

"Captain Ouyang...quickly, check if Captain Ouyang and the others are injured. Also, pay attention to the other planes landing."

Li Hongyan led the team personally. After seeing Ouyang Wenjing appear, his eyes were stern, and he instantly showed fear, and quickly made arrangements.

The people who were watching from afar rushed over immediately.

"It's a soldier from the Tiger Brigade!"

"They actually came back in a Japanese bomber!"

"They're soldiers from the Tiger Brigade! Not the Japs! Hurry up and save them! Go to the city and call for more help!"

"..."

On the outskirts of Shengjing, some brave people quickly called out and then rushed forward.

After all, only a few people landed safely like Ouyang Wenjing. Most of the time, there were dangers during landing, and even fuel explosions occurred, but the scale of the explosions was not large.

"It's the Tiger Brigade!! They're flying back! Hurry and rescue people in the suburbs!"

Some people returned to the city, shouting loudly, hiding behind door cracks, in cellars, in corners... As these voices rang out, people hiding in the darkness began to stand up one by one, walking onto the streets and alleys, and heading out of the city.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

Those who did not go back helped to pull and clear some obstacles on the dilapidated runway, making the runway as clean as possible.

"The eighth one is coming! Get out of the way!"

When the sound was heard, some people quickly made way for the runway.

When the shaking plane touched the ground, everyone's eyes were focused on the plane emitting black smoke.

Click!

A huge friction sound was heard, and everyone present couldn't help but twitch in their hearts and pray for it.

“Help! Help! Quickly!”

As the sound was heard, hundreds of people rushed to the scene, some towing the plane and some clearing the wreckage on the runway.

boom!

An explosion occurred at the smoking tail end, and flames came out. Many people instinctively retreated, but soon rushed forward again.

"Hurry! The pilot is still alive! The next one is coming!"

The old body faced the sky and prayed, while children as young as five or six years old stood beside it, watching with curiosity, while the strong ones tried their best to save it.

The bombers that once frightened them so much that they could not dodge them, now became the targets they rushed towards, as if a cycle had been completed.

Some people wish them to cross to the other side and reach a different world.