Zhou Zuopeng stood less than three meters behind Liu Cheng, quietly watching the scene in front of him, and seemed to understand why this mud-legged team in their eyes was able to defeat the three fierce attacks of him and Lin Guozhong's subordinates one after another.

The battle was not won, the blood was not coagulated, and the blood was sprinkled on the battlefield to forge loyalty;

The battle has not stopped, independent battalions, and they do not walk alone on the Huangquan Road.

Liu Cheng's words could not be continued, but Xu Zhi and the thirty soldiers already understood.

Instead of kneeling, they turned around in unison, bowed deeply to the flag fluttering in the wind, and stood against the wind.

Liu Cheng turned around and waved at the herald, who immediately trotted away, and after a while, someone led thirty-one war horses to everyone.

"These are your horses, each with thirty bullet-filled magazines, forty grenades, and two packs of explosives; You have to use these things, try to stay alive, and bring back those eight tanks for me!" ”

Xu Zhi took a few steps forward, stood less than two meters away from Liu Cheng and said loudly:

"Battalion commander, brothers let me tell you for them, we can be soldiers under you and become soldiers of independent battalions in this life, we have no regrets!"

"No regrets, no regrets, no regrets......"

The thirty warriors behind him roared in unison, and their voices soared into the sky.

What is the spirit of the army? Blood-stained military flags cast loyal souls! This is the soul of the army!

"Get on the horse!" With Xu Zhi's loud shout, thirty warriors turned over and got on their horses at the same time.

The war horses neighed, and the strong men traveled far away.

Liu Cheng watched the thirty-one war horses gradually disappear from sight, and his straight spine was like steel.

"Battalion commander......" Song Wen, who had not spoken since he came here, suddenly called Liu Cheng in a low voice.

Liu Cheng slowly turned around, looked at Song Wen and whispered:

"From now on, you will temporarily act as the commander of the special operations company, and so on...... Let's talk about it after this battle! ”

Three hours later, fifty miles west of Chifeng.

In the marching tent, the deer haired tiger male raised his wrist to look at the time, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a strange smile.

"Send a telegram, notify the plane to take off, and carry out a one-hour circular bombardment of the enemy's position at 5:30 punctually!" The voice of the deer fur tiger male was cold and eerie.

"Hayi!"

"This time, I'm going to show those ignorant Shina people the power of the Imperial Army!" Throwing off these words, the deer fur tiger male stepped out of the tent.

At 4:55 p.m., on the grassland 100 miles away from Chifeng, three Japanese fighters took off into the air with a roar and flew straight in the direction of Chifeng.

At 5:25, Liu Cheng, who was adjusting his defensive deployment, suddenly changed his face and looked up at the sky in the distance.

I saw that three black dots the size of fingernails were rapidly approaching in the direction of the grassland.

Liu Cheng immediately shouted:

"Order Zang Hao, let him knock down that thing flying from the sky to Lao Tzu!"

As the three black dots quickly amplified, the roar of the engine gradually reached the ears of every soldier in the position.

"Chirp...... Boom ......"

The first shell fell from the sky, and the three or four soldiers who did not have time to hide in cover were suddenly blown away, and the blood drew a red arc in the air.

Zang Hao threw the fried blackened corn beans in his hand into his mouth, his fat body flexibly "bounced" off the ground, and his hands shook the steering wheel and the high and low wheels at the same time.

"Reload the shells." His voice was a little muffled, but the warrior who had been with him for a long time understood, and immediately picked up a cannonball and filled it into the chamber.

Adjust, readjust, or adjust......

After a full two minutes, Zang Hao did not give the order to launch.

The soldier holding the firing device had his palms covered with sweat, and he listened intently with his ears on his ears, waiting for Zang Hao to shout the sound of "open fire".

Three planes had already skimmed over the position, dropping a dozen bombs in total, taking nearly a hundred lives.

After a while, the roar of the plane turned from low to high again, and after a circle, it flew over the position again.

After Zang Hao's hands quickly shook the high and low wheels and the steering wheel again, he finally shouted the word "fire" in a scream.

"Tom!"

With a dull sound, the cannonball instantly flew out of the barrel and flew straight into the air.

The howitzer could fire at an angle of seventy-five degrees, which the rest of the artillery of the separate battalion could not do.

In other words, the only thing they can pose a threat to the planes in the sky now is the howitzer controlled by Zang Hao.

The pilot of the plane had just pressed the drop button and dropped four or five bombs on the position below, when he suddenly noticed a black dot rapidly magnifying in front of his eyes.

"Yaga! Rumble! ”

The Japanese pilot never imagined that the last words he said in this world would be these two words.

"Good! ……”

The soldiers in the position saw the Japanese plane that exploded in the air and immediately cheered in unison.

The pilots of the other two planes were also taken aback, neither of them expected that the team below would have howitzers.

Although the maximum angle of fire of the howitzer is far inferior to that of the anti-aircraft gun, and the threat to the aircraft is not too great, the psychological impact on the remaining two pilots is great when it destroys an aircraft with one hit.

They swept past the positions below and turned back again, only this time their goal was to blow up the only howitzer that could threaten them.

Zang Hao did not show the slightest excitement after the first hit, but quickly turned the gun and began to adjust the muzzle aiming again.

At the same time, Liu Cheng didn't know when he jumped into the bunker of a heavy machine gun, and loudly ordered the soldiers to put the two tripods in front of the heavy machine gun outside the bunker, so that the guns could shoot at an elevation angle.

At that time, the Zero fighter of the little devil had not yet been developed, and the aircraft in service were relatively backward.

Moreover, the Kwantung Army at that time was not equipped with a large number of aircraft, and even one-third of the more than 100 planes obtained from the Mukden Arsenal were handed over to the navy, and in fact the air power was not very strong.

Otherwise, the Kwantung Army Command would not have made such great efforts to send troops to suppress it, and it would have solved everything by directly dispatching dozens of aircraft.

The two planes were diving very low this time, and it looked like they were crashing into the position.

All the soldiers panicked in their hearts, thinking that the little devil was going to die in the net.

But Liu Cheng didn't think so, because he knew that the purpose of the two planes diving at low altitude was actually to clearly identify the location of the howitzer and blow it up, so that there would be no threat to them on the ground.

Looking at the approaching plane, Liu Cheng took a deep breath and pulled the trigger suddenly......