Hao Dabao and Tang Zhenhu looked stunned and nodded solemnly.

The expression on Song Wen's face did not change at all, as if what Liu Cheng said had nothing to do with him at all.

Hao Dabao was a little unhappy when he saw it:

"Company Commander Song, what do you mean? The battalion commander said that it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, huh? ”

Song Wen looked at Hao Dabao with an indifferent face, and said unceremoniously:

"What? Do you want to try your hand at me? ”

“……”

Hao Dabao was immediately angry.

Frankly speaking, if he can beat Song Wen, he will definitely have to "learn from him" if he has something to do.

But if you get beaten every time, it's boring to talk about yourself.

Liu Cheng smiled and waved his hand at Song Wen:

"Okay, don't tease him every time, in case this kid is really anxious, maybe he dares to hold you and bite off a piece of meat from you."

Song Wen glanced at Hao Dabao again indifferently, pouted and said:

"Really? Does this kid have that guts? Then I'd like to see it. ”

"You! ……”

Hao Dabao suddenly widened his eyes, but after a few seconds, he took the initiative to take back that bit of anger.

Frankly speaking, it's not cowardice, but it really can't be beaten.

If Song Wen was an enemy, even if he died, Hao Dabao would definitely tear off a piece of flesh from him as Liu Cheng said, but this was his own person.

I have to say that Hao Dabao has indeed grown.

The sharpness is stronger, but it will not be as nonsense as before.

And, during this time, no one taught him what to do and what not to do.

The reason for this is probably best known only to him.

However, Liu Cheng saw all his growth and progress, and the most reasonable explanation was that this kid realized the true meaning of war and comrades-in-arms in the midst of fighting and sacrifice.

Looking at Hao Dabao and Tang Zhenhu in front of him, Liu Cheng felt a sense of relief in his heart.

The current company commanders were all brought out by him, and they have never entered the martial arts hall, let alone conducted perfect training for military commanders.

Liu Cheng only taught them some of the military knowledge and combat experience he had mastered.

Of course, there is also the hatred for the Japanese in his heart, his love for the country, and his sympathy for the common people......

The current independent battalion has developed from a guerrilla detachment of only a few dozen people, and although the ranks have grown, the capabilities of the commanders have not fully met the corresponding standards.

Although Hao Dabao and these people are still company commanders in name, companies like Hao Dabao's cavalry company and Duan Jinghe's machine gun company, which have reached 1,500 people, are actually infinitely close to the regimental strength.

To command such a contingent in battle, it is very necessary for the commander to have the corresponding mind and knowledge of commanding the operation.

The previous battles with Lin Guozhong and Zhou Zuopeng and the most recent battle with the Tanaka Brigade were all fought with morale and the spirit of not being afraid of death in a fundamental sense.

There are heavy casualties in every battle, and they almost kill all the people, what is this special thing called war?

This kind of combat method is basically taking people and filling with lives, and it really has nothing to do with command ability.

Liu Cheng did have some theories for commanding battles in later generations, but he lacked practice in his eyes.

Moreover, many of the tactical commands of later generations could not be implemented under the current conditions, and Liu Cheng was constantly groping and inferring, and little by little he summed up the most suitable way for the current battle.

But under the premise that he himself is not particularly proficient, how can he teach them?

"Alas......" Liu Cheng sighed softly and drank the wine in the wine glass again.

Suddenly, he remembered the telegram he had received earlier.

Fane!

"Smack!" Liu Cheng raised his hand and patted his head.

Damn, I forgot about him!

The bald head spent a lot of money to hire German instructors to train his troops and commanders, and he, Liu Cheng, guarded such a great god as Finn, why didn't he think of asking him for help?

Thinking of this, Liu Cheng threw away the wine glass, stood up and left.

Song Wen was stunned, and Hao Dabao and Tang Zhenhu were also stunned.

The little episode between Hao Dabao and Song Wen was that Song Wen was deliberately teasing him, but now that Liu Cheng is leaving, it seems that he is really angry with Song Wen.

When he went down to the second floor, Liu Cheng remembered this incident, quickly turned back, stood at the staircase on the third floor and said to the three people who were still looking at each other:

"I'm in a bit of a hurry to go first, you three drink, whoever loses will settle the account! I'll explain the rest to you tomorrow! ”

After saying that, he hurried downstairs and ran towards his temporary command post.

The next morning, as soon as Finn got up, an untranslated message was placed on his desk.

Taking out the codebook and looking at it for a while, Finn suddenly smiled.

Britta came down from the second floor, happened to see this scene, and immediately asked suspiciously:

"Dad, what makes you so happy?"

Fein raised the telegram that had just been translated in his hand, and replied with a smile:

"I think it won't be long before you can see that person as you wish."

Britta turned red, but she walked down the stairs quickly, snatched the message in her hand, and looked at it carefully.

There is only a short line of words on it:

"Can I get a military instructor?"

Britta looked at Finn suspiciously, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes that could not be concealed:

"Dad, ...... do you mean?"

Fein nodded slightly.

Britta didn't have the excitement of dancing, she just nodded with a blushing face, and after agreeing, she turned around and walked slowly upstairs.

After closing the door, she clenched her fists gently, and a slightly shy smile slowly rippled at the corners of her mouth.

She and Liu Cheng have only met twice, and the time is very short, so there is no emotion such as "not seeing each other for a day as if it is every other autumn".

It's just that for the Chinese man who saved her life and is full of mystery, she always has a faint but irresolvable curiosity and good feeling haunted in her heart, and she can't get rid of it.

And now, she's going to see him.

Thankfully, this is also within the scope of her mandate.

In short, everything is so...... Just right......

Britta, in addition to being Finn's daughter, was the youngest instructor at the German Military Academy, had a great deal of knowledge of military command, was familiar with various weapons, and even participated in the improvement of one of the Mauser series pistols.

It was the pocket-sized pistol that symbolized the status of the officers of the Fruit Army.

The shape is small, the total length is only about 15 centimeters, but the ammunition capacity has reached as many as 10 rounds......

To put it simply, Britta is a military genius......