Five minutes later, the two dozen or so heavy machine guns of the two battalions on the opposite side were completely muted, and as long as someone went up to fill the shooter's position, what awaited them would be a headshot bullet.

Seeing this, Fang Qi said to Tang Zhenhu in a deep voice:

"Brother, then trouble your people to take care of those heavy machine guns for me, I'll lead people to rush up now, if it drags on any longer, there will definitely be no chance."

Tang Zhenhu nodded:

"Commander Fang, don't worry, but remember to make your people charge at a wider distance, don't block our sight."

Fang Qi agreed, turned his head and gave an order:

"Immediately give the order and charge!"

At the sound of the order, 1,500 of his men who were still alive got up from the ground one after another and rushed towards the enemy with their guns in hand.

Although Tang Zhenhu and the others temporarily suppressed the opponent's heavy firepower, the enemy's casualties were not large after all, and the firepower of the counterattack was not weaker than Fang Qi's team in the slightest.

Under such circumstances, Fang Qi's forced charge this time naturally had to pay a great price.

The two battalions of the deer and tiger were quickly unable to withstand such an attack, and could only fight and retreat, waiting for reinforcements.

As soon as he got the news, he sent a regiment to support, but as soon as he entered the range of the artillery fire of the independent battalion, he was blocked by artillery fire.

Although the shells did not fall very accurately, it prevented the regiment from quickly passing through the area covered by artillery fire.

And the battle between the independent battalion and the newly formed 18th Division has almost entered a white-hot level.

The tank personally piloted by Duan Jinghe took the lead and destroyed several firing points one after another, although the tank was damaged to a certain extent, it would not be destroyed in a short period of time.

The mortars of the new 18th Division had been trying to destroy the seven tanks, but they had never succeeded.

Although those tanks can only be regarded as light, the advantage in speed makes Chen Mingyu a little helpless.

He knew very well in his heart that once he let the other party drag the battle into a white-knuckle battle, then he was not far from defeat.

I don't know when it's windy and rainy, but how capable those soldiers under his command are, and he, the division commander, still knows very well.

Not to mention that compared with Lumao Huxiong's independent mixed brigade, even Lin Guozhong's 18th Division and Zhou Zuopeng's 39th Division were much higher than his division's combat effectiveness.

Although he now has the rest of Lin Guozhong's 18th and 39th divisions in his pocket, how many of these people can have the same heart as him?

If it weren't for the fierce and ferocious attack of the independent battalion from the very beginning, leaving no room at all, I am afraid that someone would have surrendered long ago.

Due to the tight schedule, the bunker fortifications built by the new 18th Division were very simple, the trenches were less than one meter deep, and the width was only more than half a meter.

Chen Mingyu saw with his own eyes that the opponent's cavalry had already rushed into a position, and after killing a circle, he went back in circles.

The teams on both sides tried to support, but they were stopped by the opposing tanks and mortars, and they could only watch as the cavalry swallowed up a battalion alive and flew away.

Hao Dabao can be said to be in a good mood at this time.

The morale of the enemy soldiers was low, and the combat effectiveness was far lower than that of Lin Guozhong and Zhou Zuopeng's team before, and the cavalry company suffered less than 100 casualties after a charge, but annihilated one of the enemy's battalions, which made Hao Dabao more confident.

In the position of the independent battalion, Liu Cheng held a telescope and looked at the situation on the battlefield, and finally breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.

Gao Yuan, who was standing behind him, raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said in a deep voice:

"Battalion commander, let the cavalry company and the first company withdraw in another half an hour, and it is estimated that the enemy's rear ranks are about to press up."

Liu Cheng didn't look back, and only after a few seconds did he speak:

"Zhou Zuopeng has gone around to the back, and it is estimated that he has already exchanged fire with the independent mixed brigade; You go and inform Song Wen now, let him take the special operations company to bypass to support Zhou Zuopeng, you must drag that deer hair tiger male to me, and wait for the fight here to finish and work together to encircle and annihilate that independent mixed brigade! ”

Before the words fell, a soldier who had left the position with Tang Zhenhu to reconnoiter the specific location of the independent mixed brigade suddenly appeared in Liu Cheng's sight.

Liu Cheng saw that the soldier was staggering on his horse, covered in blood, and was obviously injured a lot.

When the war horse was still more than 20 meters away from Liu Cheng, his legs suddenly weakened, and he fell to the ground, throwing the warrior on horseback down.

Liu Cheng hurriedly beckoned the soldiers of the medical company to meet him and carried the soldier to the stretcher.

The warrior was shot in the chest, and the bullet went through the back, burrowing a little to the right of the middle of the hole, leaving a fist-sized bloody hole.

Blood mixed with the broken lobes of the lungs kept pouring out of the wounds, looking hideous and terrifying.

The soldier grabbed Liu Cheng's arm, said a string of numbers weakly, and fainted.

Liu Cheng knew that it was the location coordinates.

He immediately wrote down the coordinates on a piece of paper and asked Zang Hao to send them over, and at the same time ordered Zang Hao to arrange at least three 75-mm mountain guns to fire continuously according to that coordinate to prevent Lumao Huxiong from forming an encirclement posture against Zhou Zuopeng's 39th Division.

When Song Wen left the position with the special operations company, the cavalry company and the first company were already less than 200 meters away from the position of the newly formed 18th Division.

The tanks opened the way, and the cavalry fought together, and Zhao Dayong felt that this battle was very comfortable.

Seven tanks lined up, even if they don't do anything on them, can put a lot of pressure on the enemy.

Otherwise, Liu Cheng would not have paid such a big price to destroy the enemy's tanks in advance.

Thirty people doesn't sound like much, but those fighters are the core and most important combat strength of the independent battalion, which is definitely worth a thousand recruits.

The most important thing is that such a soldier needs a long time of training and actual combat to be able to cultivate, and now he has lost twenty-three at once, and the eight who came back alive are also all wounded, even if they can survive, how many will be able to go to the battlefield again in the future?

Liu Cheng can't afford to lose such a fighter.

Although Liu Cheng now has money in his hands, even if there are only a few hundred people left from the current 4,000 people, he can restore the team to full strength again in a short period of time, but the combat effectiveness will definitely get lower and lower.

What Liu Cheng wants is a strong steel army, not a group of waste troops that can only be filled.

Now that combat is used instead of training, it is natural that those who can grow up quickly will be elite soldiers, but what about those soldiers who unfortunately died? That's a lot of life!

Although Liu Cheng didn't show it on the surface, everyone who knew him knew what kind of suffering he was suffering now!