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

The late autumn sun always warms the heart, and today, the snow has stopped slightly and the sun is shining brightly.

Xu Lan has been observing these days. In this team, there are special people who organize and arrange training every day.

More importantly, not only are their clothing inconsistent, but even their weapons are inconsistent.

When she was in the National Army, she also got to know some weapons, such as the Hanyang rifle, the Type 92 rifle, the Japanese Type 99 rifle, the Type 38 rifle, and the box gun, all of which can be seen here.

Xu Lan was also surprised to see several mortars. In fact, she couldn't help but murmur in her heart that if these people were to wear uniforms, they would be a regular army.

The logistics here will also specifically allocate bullet supplies, and different guns use different bullets.

The clothes were very messy, but the work was done in an orderly manner. What attracted Xu Lan most was the spirit of this team, which was completely different from when she was in the National Army, from the battalion commanders to the ordinary soldiers.

Xu Lan had never seen such a determined look in her eyes.

These soldiers were wiping their guns one by one. The atmosphere of a great battle was quite strong. It was obvious that they were preparing for action.

"Report to the head of the group, people are coming from all over."

Wang Jiantang's tone gradually became serious as he reported the number of people gathered.

From the initial dozen or so people using Hanyang rifles to today's all-Type 38 rifles, as well as machine guns, grenade launchers, and mortars, the Hanyang rifle has become a weapon for military routs or training.

All the changes were achieved through battle after battle.

They have no logistics to support them and are indeed like rootless duckweed, but so what? As long as they can win, their weapons can be replenished.

Perhaps a protracted war of attrition could not be fought, but Wang Jiantang believed in the ability to decide the outcome in one battle.

At present, they have not joined any side. Perhaps things will be better after joining. However, not only Wang Jiantang saw it clearly, even Ding Jiaguo and Li Weiguo saw it clearly that Lin Tianchen did not care which side he was on.

Although they do not belong to any side, they can definitely be seen on the front lines of the war.

The cave seemed very crowded after people arrived. Lin Tianchen stood on a stone, looking at the soldiers lined up in columns, his eyes solemn.

"Everyone, gather today. I believe everyone knows that we are going to fight again. This time it will be more difficult than ever because we not only have to eat the ambush of the Japanese, but also have to be careful of the planes in the sky, and we must not be surrounded by the supporting Japanese."

"I don't want to fight a war because it will cost the people a lot of money and kill our brothers. But there's no other way. If we don't fight, others will have to fight, and our descendants will have to fight."

"We were born in this era and became soldiers. Our duty is to defend our country. If we retire, the country will perish. We must fight all the battles that our descendants will have to fight, so that they can enjoy peace..."

Lin Tianchen spoke in a heavy voice, his words echoing in the cave, but as his eyes swept over them one by one, every soldier couldn't help but raise their heads and chests.

"I order the new comrades to stay here and take care of the horses, and the rest of you to follow me."

Lin Tianchen stood on a high place in the cave and spoke in a loud voice.

This time, he did not plan to take out these new recruits who had only been trained for a few days. He left five veterans to manage and train these new recruits.

The battle involving more than 400 people was an experiment for Lin Tianchen.

"Captain, our Death Battalion is responsible for the assault!"

Wang Jiantang's eyes were full of determination and his gaze was like fire.

"Captain, please give the order."

The soldiers all had burning faces and held steel guns in their hands.

The flag with the word "Death" stood, with the huge word "Death" in the center, fluttering in everyone's heart. The word "Death" has a bad meaning in China, but they are not afraid, not afraid of death, and they want to send death to the enemy.

The leader once said that the best enemy is the enemy of death.

"Captain Wang, don't say anything about your First Battalion! When our Second Battalion fights, do we fear anyone?"

Li Weiguo spoke a little louder, and just as he finished speaking, the sound of people from the second battalion behind him started to make a fuss.

"That's right! Our Second Battalion has never been afraid of fighting!"

"Captain Xiao is a machine gunner with one shot! We have the most sharpshooters in our battalion!"

"Besides, our charge won't be slower than the first battalion!"

Many veterans in the Second Battalion were dissatisfied, and the air was filled with wisps of white mist.

Hearing the voice behind him, Li Weiguo straightened up.

"Commander, does our Third Battalion need a chance to perform?"

Ding Jiaguo became unhappy instantly. He really needed a chance to show off. For a moment, the three camps in the entire cave began to argue.

The sound continued throughout the cave.

The new recruits who had just joined and Xu Lan, who had just arrived a few days ago, were all confused. Looking at the fanatical veterans in front of her and the bloody flag with the word "death" on it, she suddenly felt a word that she had heard before but had never seen before.

Military spirit.

Facing the battle, these soldiers were fearless, as if the battlefield filled with smoke and gunpowder was their final destination.

When I was in the National Army, when their soldiers heard that they were going to fight the Japanese, they would more or less show some concern.

This cannot be concealed.

But now, in this simple cave, such a scene appeared among this team of 500 people.

It was said that there were three battalions, but the battalion in front of him was less than half of its full strength. However, these soldiers were calm about death, and their mentality of wanting to fight was something Xu Lan had never seen in so many teams.

Xu Lan's gaze unconsciously turned to the young figure standing in front of her.

If we don't fight, the younger generation will...

This sentence kept echoing in Xu Lan's mind. She felt that she had found the reason why this small team could forge a military spirit.

No matter what the outcome of this battle is, Xu Lan's heart is deeply touched.

Because this time she came to the right place, she saw the military spirit of China.