Liu Cheng did not have anything to do with whether he was rich or not, he just took a fancy to Zhou Zuopeng's command ability, and at least for now, his determination to resist Japan was also very firm.

Another point is that the reason why Song Zheyuan agreed to let them enter the territory of Chahar to jointly resist Japan was mainly because he took a fancy to Zhou Zuopeng.

If the 39th Division is dispersed like this, even if Song Zheyuan can accept the independent battalion, he will inevitably impose all kinds of restrictions.

If that's the case, the cooperation is completely meaningless.

After getting Liu Cheng's assurance, Zhou Zuopeng seemed to have regained some confidence and fighting spirit, stared at Liu Cheng and said:

"Good! Then I'll tell you the bottom of it today; The first offer to cooperate with you was indeed a helpless move, but also an expedient measure, because I didn't want to obey others anymore;

But now, I have changed my mind, if the 39th Division can be rebuilt, I will cancel the number of the 39th Division, and become a 39th company under your independent battalion system, and you will be dispatched from now on! ”

Liu Cheng smiled, and smiled a little helplessly:

"Master Zhou, what are you kidding? I have a small independent battalion with a divisional company? Isn't this nonsense? ”

Zhou Zuopeng also smiled, but that smile looked full of "treacherous" flavor:

"Little Liu Cheng, I'm more than 20 years older than you, so I'll call you that; You are indeed smart, but there are some things that you still can't hide from my eyes;

According to my judgment, you are now fully capable of expanding your army to more than 20,000 people, and it is no problem to form an army, but why do you firmly control the strength of your troops within 5,000?

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it; If the embankment is higher than the shore, the waves will destroy it.

Come to think of it, not all of you are bent on fighting devils, right? What are you looking out for?

A team of four or five thousand people, but they are stubbornly guarding the formation of an independent battalion, and they don't even dare to rise to the level of an independent regiment, what are you worried about? ”

Zhou Zuopeng still wanted to say more, but Liu Cheng hurriedly raised his hand to stop him, grinning helplessly:

"Master Zhou, some things are like a blind man eating wontons--- just have a number in his stomach, don't say it."

Zhou Zuopeng laughed "haha", raised his hand and patted Liu Cheng's shoulder:

"Good! According to your battalion commander Liu, don't say it, don't say it, but our old Zhou is a talker, after the reconstruction, it doesn't matter if it is called the 39th Division or the 39th Company, anyway, I will fight wherever you point, it is all up to you to command! ”

"Boom!"

Before the words fell, a shell landed more than ten meters in front of the two people, and the air wave generated by the explosion kicked up a cloud of dust, which instantly filled Zhou Zuopeng's mouth.

"Phew, Bah, Bah...... Fucking deer-haired devil, is it really muddy for your master Zhou? ”

As he spoke, Zhou Zuopeng turned around and ran towards the camp of the 39th Division.

Liu Cheng guessed what he was going to do, and immediately turned to the herald and said:

"Order the artillery to concentrate artillery fire to cover, and the rest of the companies to prepare, as soon as the 39th Division moves, it will immediately launch a charge, and take down and break through the enemy's defenses in one go!"

"Kill! ......" Ten minutes later, the position of the independent battalion suddenly burst into an earth-shattering sound of killing, and the deer hairs and tiger males who were two or three hundred meters away immediately stood on end and their vests were cold when they heard this.

After such a long battle, more than half of the casualties of his independent mixed brigade have already been lost, and if it continues to fight like this, defeat is certain, and there is even the possibility of being completely annihilated.

Looking at the soldiers who rushed up against the rain of bullets, a trace of fear gradually rose in the heart of the deer haired tiger.

Fear of defeat, fear of death, fear of the ultimate fate of his country......

"The five hundred people at the front will stay behind, and the rest will retreat immediately!" The deer-haired tiger male's face was gloomy, and he gave the order to retreat in a condensed voice.

He wanted to run, but he left 500 people to die, and these puppet soldiers, who had always regarded themselves as Japanese, understood the taste.

But even if they wanted to surrender, it would be too late.

The warriors who had already killed the Red Eye didn't give them a chance at all, and even if they wanted to fight to the death in desperation, it didn't have any effect.

The deer tiger sat in the jeep and ran wildly until the car ran out of gas and had to stop.

After waiting in horror for more than half an hour, six or seven hundred remnants of soldiers gathered around him; The puppet soldiers all looked terrified, their hats were crooked, their clothes were torn, and some even lost their shoes, and they were all extremely embarrassed.

The deer haired tiger male was worried that the other party would catch up again, so he had no choice but to continue running, and did not dare to burrow into the mountains until after dark; I didn't dare to make a fire, so I could only gnaw a few pieces of hard dry food, drink a few sips of cold water to satisfy my hunger, sleep tremblingly, and continue to run in the direction of Chengde without waiting for dawn.

Although he had already left Chifeng and crossed the Chaoyang realm, he still didn't dare to stop and repair, and he was completely relieved until he entered Chengde.

At this time, Nakano Tiger had already learned the news of the defeat of the deer hair tiger.

It's just that I didn't expect that I would lose so completely and so miserably.

A team of more than 10,000 people only ran back with less than 600 people; None of the heavy weapons were brought back, and all of them became trophies of the other side.

On the other side, Liu Cheng and Zhou Zuopeng cleaned up the battlefield in the shortest possible time, took all the loot and left Chifeng immediately, heading straight for Chahar.

In this battle, the independent battalion and the 39th Division lost a total of more than 4,000 soldiers and more than 1,700 light and serious wounded; More than 7,000 enemies were annihilated, and more than 4,000 fled in all directions.

A victory is a victory, but it is also a pyrrhic victory.

The 39th Division had nearly 3,000 men before the war, but now only 526 remain, including more than 100 wounded; More than 2,000 people were killed in the independent battalion, and more than 1,500 were wounded, almost all of whom were wounded.

Five of the seven tanks remained, two 75-mm mountain guns were blown up, and the rest of the light and heavy weapons were damaged to varying degrees.

In this case, the independent battalion and the 39th Division could no longer cope with the battle, so it was necessary to immediately enter Chahar for repairs.

However, as long as they are given some time to replenish their troops and restore the structure, they will be transformed into a heroic division that will make the little devils tremble!

Five tanks, 26 75-mm mountain guns, three anti-tank guns, one 100-mm howitzer, 69 mortars, 139 heavy machine guns, 932 light machine guns, and more than 17,000 rifles.

Such weapons and equipment have surpassed all of Song Zheyuan's subordinates, and there is even a surplus.

What Liu Cheng and Zhou Zuopeng need to do now is to bring the troops to a safe place for repair as soon as possible, and then quickly replenish the troops and restore the structure.

It will only take a month at the earliest, and these two teams will be able to return to the battle, and their combat power will more than double the original!