"The map is for you, keep talking." The regiment commander waved his hand and let him remove the gun that was on the door of Wei Wuji's head.

It's not a big deal to listen to this kid's story, although he is an illiterate rough man. Being able to sit in the position of regiment commander is also somewhat capable, all of which are obtained step by step on the battlefield by relying on their own efforts and military achievements.

But in front of him, he is also a little confused, and it is also excellent to listen to this person who looks and understands it. That's right, that's naturally nothing, if it's nonsense, there will naturally be hardships waiting for this kid.

"In that case, Commander, you're welcome." Wei Wuji said that he was not polite, and the movements in his hands were even more unkind, and he directly turned the map on the table.

Looking at this crudely made map, Wei Wuji was really uncomfortable. But it's not a big deal, yes, it's better than nothing. Proficiency in the use of various maps is also a training requirement, if he doesn't have the ability to adapt at all, then his head will have to be cut away and rewarded.

In real life, after a few years in the army, although the secrecy work was done extremely well, there were many people who wanted to take off his head.

"You kid really have a sense of war and strategic vision. Which military school or lecture martial arts graduated? As Wei Wuji pointed to the map and explained in depth step by step, the regiment commander and the few remaining operational staff officers couldn't help but have their eyes shining.

Not to mention the battle and tactical theories that even they don't particularly understand, just from the beautiful flow operation on the map, this kid's ability can be seen. Such skills and knowledge can never be possessed by an ordinary soldier. Hell if you don't have systematic training.

"French Saint-Cyr Military Academy, advanced student graduated!" Wei Wuji was silent for a moment and replied. Of course, this is pure nonsense with your eyes open.

If someone really checks it, they will definitely be able to see Wei Wuji's file. The answer produced by the system, how can there be a loophole. Of course, he has indeed experienced serious military academy training, otherwise it is unlikely that he will understand campaign theory.

The battlefield is a place of practice, not a place of learning. Practice and theory can be organically combined into one, but they cannot be completely generalized.

"A high-achieving student who graduated from a French military academy! At the time of national crisis, he threw his pen and stepped forward. For that reason alone, I approve of you kid. The head of the regiment laughed. The intact hand shook Wei Wuji's shoulder with a fist, and this era still attaches great importance to intellectuals. In particular, military talents who have a strategic vision and can lead troops in battle.

"Since this strategy was proposed by your kid, you must have a comprehensive plan and relative grasp, right?" Looking down at Wei Wuji's homework, the head of the regiment asked.

"The battlefield is changing, and I dare not say that I am absolutely sure. Now I have to do my best, and if I fail, I won't live. Wei Wuji said solemnly and solemnly. Perhaps from the beginning, he still wanted to keep his life alive as much as possible and try to survive.

But as the war progressed, some ideas seemed to change naturally. Or, in his bones, he is really a good man who can sacrifice himself for the common people in the world, a great hero.

"Okay, then that's up to you. But you know the current situation, and I don't have much power to help you. Just hand over the remaining half of the guard company to you. "A great battle, inspired by Wei Wuji's poetry, although the frontal enemy was defeated. But their own casualties are not few, plus they have not received the order to retreat, and they have to leave enough troops to prevent the devil's attack again, so there are not too many people who can mobilize and cooperate with Wei Wuji's action.

"Commander, the guard company is ······ to ensure your personal safety." Several staff officers were taken aback, and immediately spoke out of comfort. The strength of this half company is the only force they can still mobilize, and it is also the only security guarantee at present.

"What nonsense are you talking about here, you don't see that the big intellectuals who have returned from studying abroad are all holding their heads and going to the battlefield to play with their lives. I'm a big old man who has nothing to be precious, if I don't do this, if I let the little devils break through the city. What's the use of me keeping that half of the company? The head of the regiment glared, although he was a rough man with no culture, he was not a short-sighted person.

Although there is still enough strength now, if this formation continues to develop, it seems that the defeat of the army and the destruction of the city will be an inevitable end. Since at this time, you can still see a glimmer of life, why not try your best?

As for surrender? I'm really embarrassed, even if I don't know a few big words, I know what loyalty and filial piety are. When I die, I still want to go to the ancestral grave and see my father.

"Boy, stay alive as long as you can. Even if you fail, it's nothing, with your talents, as long as you live, I dare to assert that you can definitely become a resistance to the little devils, and even their nightmare. Before leaving, looking at Wei Wuji, whose face was still a little immature, the head of the regiment said with a complicated expression.

If he hadn't joined the army, he would have been running around fighting all these years, and he wouldn't have had the heart to settle down, and it is estimated that the child he gave birth to would not be a few years younger than this kid now.

"Commander, just by virtue of your words, I will definitely try to keep myself alive." Wei Wuji smiled slightly, for people in this era, there is not so much utilitarian pursuit. Of course, it is undeniable that such people do exist. But what more people are pursuing is actually just two words, life. To be alive is already a great satisfaction.

"Crazy people, all crazy people." In the large empty camp, there was a lot of noise. These were Japanese soldiers who had just retired from the battlefield after a fierce battle. Although he is still alive, he has suffered heavy casualties. Not only physical trauma, but also mental trauma, also known as battlefield syndrome.

It stands to reason that most of these soldiers are not on the battlefield for the first time, so why did this happen. It can only be said that there is no way to retreat, and the soldiers of the national army who were inspired by a few poems are brave in blood and blood, regardless of life and death, regardless of the cost, it is really terrible.

Although these Japanese soldiers were too evil and committed many crimes, they were called devils. But after all, he is a mortal of flesh and blood, with thoughts and emotions. Can you imagine what it would be like for a big living person, or even someone you are familiar with, to be bitten to death with your mouth and teeth?

The so-called punishment of inches and scales is nothing more than that. And what they actually experienced was ten times more terrible and tragic than this picture, a hundred times more than that.

"Damn it, these people are horrible." In a low voice with a distracted expression, he unconsciously seemed to have returned to the blood-colored Shura land, and the majestic murderous aura came to his face. The subconscious instinct of survival made this Japanese soldier subconsciously raise the muzzle of the gun.

Boom! A gunshot rang out! The already noisy place suddenly became a pot of porridge, with cries, noises, and the sound of guns drawn and shot. Not to mention other casualties, just the injuries caused by this heavy and chaotic footsteps, a moment of effort, no less than double ten.

"Mom, I'm going home······" A soldier who has already been badly injured in his body has no time and ability to react in the face of sudden chaos. In the chaos, I don't know how many feet I was stepped on, and the already heavy injuries aggravated again.

At the end of the countdown to life, I couldn't help but flash the woman who had worked hard to raise herself and grow up, with a smile on her face. With a hint of a smile, without anyone knowing, without anyone noticing, they returned to the arms of the great god they believed in.

"Yaga! You bastards! Don't you want to live? A violent roar, accompanied by a series of sparkling fire. The wing commander rushed out directly with a Taisho 11 light machine gun.

This is Yingxiao, for such a situation, after a long time on the battlefield, it has long been expected. Otherwise, why not carry these seriously injured people to a suitable place for treatment, but still on this clearing.

"Yaga! Are you still the invincible warriors of the Great Japanese Empire? "A shuttle bullet can't vent the anger of the whole body, the angry wing commander, looking at this group of soldiers who have suffered heavy casualties in their own wing, a move that has gone out of control is about to be made.

"Koda-kun, calm down, they have all been suppressed by you." A hand appeared and took the muzzle of the gun down. A bloody battle beyond everyone's expectations directly defeated this feather-rich team.

As the supreme commander of this unit, he can understand the pain of this colleague. But the current battlefield situation is still indispensable to them. At least they can't have problems until the new reinforcements he applied for arrived. Even if you can't go to the battlefield, as long as the people are still here, there will be no problems with the coordinated defense between the two wings.

"Your Excellency, something is wrong, this is the latest emergency battle report from the front." The relative battle plan has been determined, and the next step is to see how the battlefield is played. You can't let this group of generals or even a prince of the royal family personally lead the troops to the battlefield.

So relative to the tension and excitement of the front line of the battlefield, the sword and sword. Although the rear is not as good as the aristocratic life in the country, singing and dancing are leveling, it is also a little more comfortable. But this peace and happiness didn't last long, and an urgent war report was handed in.

Whether it is a frustration in the front-line attack or a very likely incident in the camp, it is a major problem. may be compared to the hundreds of thousands of troops on the battlefield, a wing is nothing, and it is only a few thousand people in the sky. But there is a good saying, a thousand miles of embankment is destroyed in an anthill······