When the Lumao Huxiong Department was still fifty miles away from Chifeng, Liu Cheng and Zhou Zuopeng got the news.

Hearing the news that the enemy had opened the way with eight tanks, Zhou Zuopeng's face turned pale in an instant.

Although Liu Cheng also had two tanks in his hand, the enemy had eight, and there must have been other heavy firepower.

Zhou Zuopeng's equipment situation of the Independent Mixed Brigade is generally clear, and Nakano Huyi almost poured out of the nest, which shows his determination to annihilate the Independent Battalion and the 39th Division.

Zhou Zuopeng snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, stood up violently, looked at Liu Cheng, and said firmly:

"We can't let their tanks get closer, we have to do it in advance and destroy those tanks at all costs!"

Liu Cheng looked at Zhou Zuopeng with a smile and didn't speak for a while.

Of course, he knew that he couldn't wait for the enemy to drive the tanks to the front of the battle, but how could more than 10,000 people destroy those tanks in the midst of the army?

Even if the two anti-tank guns were to meet them, it was estimated that at most one tank could be destroyed, and both guns and the soldiers sent out would be killed.

Since people dare to put eight tanks in front, they must be fully prepared for defense, let alone thirty or fifty people, even if they are three or five hundred or even thousands, they will definitely have no return.

At this time, it is absolutely impossible to disperse the troops, otherwise it will be tantamount to cutting off one arm and bringing about self-destruction.

But just waiting for the enemy to approach is not much better.

After thinking about it again, Liu Cheng decided to give it a try.

However, the number of people cannot be large, only between twenty and thirty people, and the only way to sneak attack is to end up together!

After listening to Liu Cheng's plan, Zhou Zuopeng suddenly shook his head again and again:

"Isn't that a fucking joke? Twenty or thirty people, that doesn't even count as sending them to death, it's just to have fun with others! In this way, I will go back immediately now, send a death squad of five hundred people, and tie all the grenades to my body, which should be able to frustrate the spirit of the little devil! ”

Liu Cheng stretched out his hand to stop him:

"Master Zhou, don't fight, listen to me!"

After saying that, he turned his head to the herald beside him and said:

"Go and call Company Commander Xu."

At this time, Liu Cheng could only use the special operations company.

In other words, it is the former special operations team, that is, those who were born in the Chinese military police.

After a while, Xu Zhi's figure appeared in Liu Cheng's eyes.

When he got closer, Liu Cheng asked straight to the point:

"How many of you still came out with Gao Yuan?"

Xu Zhi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied:

"Counting me and the deputy battalion commander, there are eighteen more."

"You stay, let the other sixteen people gather, and let Song Wen pick out fourteen of them for me, form a team, and bring them here in twenty minutes!"

"Yes!"

Although Liu Cheng did not explain the reason, Xu Zhi still guessed a little.

Five minutes after Liu Cheng's prescribed time, Xu Zhi and Song Wen appeared in front of Liu Cheng with thirty warriors.

Without waiting for Liu Cheng to speak, Xu Zhi handed a stack of papers of different sizes to Liu Cheng and said in an astringent voice:

"Battalion commander, this is a suicide note we left for our family, if you have a chance in the future, please send someone to send it back."

"You ......" Liu Cheng's face changed.

"Battalion commander, let me finish my words first!" Xu Zhi's face was full of determination. "I don't know what task you're going to give us yet, but I've thought of the general interest and the possible outcome;

We all came together and wanted to go together; It's luck to come back, and if you can't come back, that's fate; This time, I want to go with them, and I hope the battalion commander will make it happen! ”

As he spoke, Xu Zhi knelt on one knee and stared at Liu Cheng's eyes with burning eyes.

Liu Cheng stepped forward, also knelt on one knee, and supported Xu Zhi's arms with both hands, but what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat.

In the end, he didn't say a word, just nodded heavily.

He didn't want to see any soldier die, but victory in the war had to be won with his life!

Liu Cheng trembled and brought the pile of papers of different sizes to his eyes, and his blurred vision barely saw the handwriting on the top paper:

"Parents on top:

My son dies today, for the country and the family, no regrets! The grace of nurturing will be repaid in the next life!

--Son Xu Zhi bowed. ”

Liu Cheng wanted to see the second one, but his vision was already blurred, and he hadn't seen half a word clearly, and there were already a few wet marks on the paper.

He carefully handed the pile of paper, which weighed more than a thousand pounds, to the herald beside him, and his voice was almost hoarse:

"Put it away, they're here, they're there!"

Xu Zhi got up slowly, turned around abruptly and ordered:

"Take a break, stand upright!"

Then, he turned to salute Liu Cheng again, and there was no heaviness on his face, only firmness and determination:

"Report to the battalion commander, the special operations team has been assembled, and there are actually thirty-one people, please instruct!"

"Take a break!"

When Liu Cheng returned the salute, he only felt that his right arm was sour and heavy, and he almost used all his strength to complete the salute.

He took a deep breath and stepped over to the queue:

"Brethren! Your task is the eight tanks that the enemy is driving towards us; The reason why I want you to go is because each of you is the strongest warrior under me!

The first purpose of sending you there was not to destroy those tanks, but to try to get them back for me! Destroy them only as a last resort!

Seventeen of you can drive tanks, and the remaining fourteen have special skills; Therefore, I believe that you will be able to complete this mission, and someone will be able to come back to see me alive! ”

After speaking, Liu Cheng suddenly turned around and startled the herald standing behind him:

"Come on, pour wine!"

The wine bowls are lined up, the spirits are poured, and the rich aroma of wine quickly spreads through the air.

Liu Cheng stepped forward and picked up a bowl, and someone immediately sent the rest of the bowls full of wine to each of the soldiers.

"Some people call this bowl of wine Zhuangxing wine, but Lao Tzu doesn't call it that!" Liu Cheng's voice was hoarse and dignified. "Because Lao Tzu can't fool you, the risk of going here is almost ten deaths! But you all remember to Lao Tzu, as long as you have a breath, you must strive to give Lao Tzu back alive! ”

"!"

"! ……”

"Smack......

The liquor was in his throat, and the bowl was shattered all over the floor......

"Plop!"

Liu Cheng suddenly knelt on his knees and knocked his head three times.

Before Xu Zhi and the thirty fighters could react, Liu Cheng had already stood up.

"To date, more than 1,500 soldiers of our independent battalion have died; As the battalion commander, I, Liu Cheng, can't kowtow to every soldier who sacrifices one by one! But today, any of you who sacrificed was personally sent to you by Liu Cheng on the Huangquan Road! I owe you my life! ……”

Before the words were finished, tears choked;

The bullshit man has tears and doesn't flick, life and death brothers, farewell to the two lives, this pain, no one who has experienced it, how can he be physical? !