He went downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes and ended up as the commander of the 358th Regiment in Drawing Sword.
The good news: his name hadn't changed, so there was nothing to get used to. The bad news: before he'd even settled in, fighting had already broken out at Cangyun Ridge, and Li Yunlong was being crushed by the Sakamoto Regiment.
He didn't panic. He'd been a soldier in his previous life and watched hundreds of war dramas. He had the entire terrain of northwestern Shanxi mapped out in his head. He glanced at the chief of staff's plan and rejected it outright: a frontal assault was suicide, and the flanking maneuver would run straight into machine-gun fire.
Chu Yunfei pointed behind Cangyun Ridge. "Go around this way. Li Yunlong will punch a hole through them from the front, and we'll stab Sakamoto in the back."
Fang Lixing was sweating bullets. Once they struck, it would be the first time the 358th Regiment and the Independent Regiment had joined forces.
The Shanxi-Suiyuan Army and the Eighth Route Army had never shared a trench.
But Chu Yunfei didn't care about that. He wanted the Sakamoto Regiment's command flag, and he wanted the first mechanized regiment in northwestern Shanxi. Li Yunlong would hold the front while he swooped in from behind. He couldn't lose, whatever happened. As for what came next...
Chu Yunfei smiled at the map.
The Yamaoto Special Forces, Ping'an County, Black Cloud Village... He knew the plot by heart.
All he had to do was wait for the day Li Yunlong needed artillery support most.
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It looks good, the flaws don't detract from its overall beauty; the only redeeming quality is that it has a few minor mistakes