However, in the past month, Zhang Xueliang's 27th Regiment was no longer the original 27th Regiment. Their firepower was definitely not inferior to any combat unit. Facing a division of miscellaneous troops, Zhang Xueliang was not afraid.
The most important thing was that the entire Jia Village had been built into a military fortress under the leadership of Chong Lin. All kinds of trenches had been prepared long ago. Zhang Xueliang had the confidence to keep them here!
Two hours later, a messenger came to Zhang Xueliang's side again and said to him,""Major, Battalion Commander Zilong has sent another message. A division has stopped in front of us and is currently stationed.”
Hearing this news, although Zhang Xueliang wanted to make a move to cause them some trouble, he gave up on this idea after thinking about it. If they attacked now, they might delay the troops. Then, the trenches that they had prepared before would be useless.
The plan now was to wait for them to attack. If one came, he would kill one, and if two came, he would kill two!
"Young Marshal! There are troops advancing in our direction!”
"How many people are there?" Zhang Xueliang asked.”
"About seven to eight hundred people, fully armed.”
When Zhang Xueliang heard his subordinate's report, he started to calculate in his heart. A regiment only had about a thousand people. This time, they had sent out seven to eight hundred people. This should not be a big deal for their military strength. Then, their goal this time was to figure out what kind of military strength they had!
Thinking of this, Zhang Xueliang was confident.
"Young Marshal! Should he wake up the other warriors?”one of his officers asked.
Zhang Xueliang smiled and said," No need. Let them continue to sleep. I reckon that when the battle starts, they won't be able to sleep. Moreover, after the first attack, they will definitely rely on their advantage in numbers to attack our encampment continuously. At that time, we won't have time to rest. Let them rest for a while more.”
Zhang Xueliang did this not only to give the soldiers some time to rest, but also to show the enemy that he was weak, so that the other party would not be able to figure out how many soldiers and firepower he had here. The real, the fake, and the real were the true essence of war.
"Da da da…"
At this moment, the sound of gunfire rang out in front of them.
Zhang Xueliang's eyes narrowed. He knew very well that the first direct battle of his 27th Regiment was about to begin!
"Everyone, get ready! Kill all enemies that approach!”
As Zhang Xueliang's order was passed down to the entire camp, all sorts of gunshots immediately rang out.
The entire 27th Regiment was made up of four battalions. There were three main battalions and Zhao Zilong's special forces battalion. At this moment, there were only three main battalions here, and there were about 1,000 people.
"Brothers of the 1st Battalion! Cheer up! Let's see why we are called the 1st Battalion!”
The Battalion Commander of Zhang Xueliang's 1st Battalion, Zhao De 'er, shouted at his comrades. He was the first to fire at the incoming troops.
"Don't listen to Zhao De 'er's nonsense! Since when did the regiment say that you were the main force's 1st Battalion? So what if it's 1st Battalion? In terms of combat strength, our 2nd Battalion is the best! Right, brothers?"
Following the 2nd Battalion Commander's voice, all the soldiers of the 2nd Battalion started shouting.
Of course, while they were cheering excitedly, their subordinates did not slow down. Every time they fired a bullet, they had to bring an enemy with them.
"You're all bullshitting! You are the main force, what is our 3rd Battalion!”
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Zhang Xueliang couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the soldiers who could still fight so easily despite facing a strong enemy.
At the same time, Zhang Xueliang said to the messenger beside him,""Go, send a telegram to Battalion Commander Zilong. Tell them to find an opportunity to destroy their division headquarters! If they succeed, I'll give them the first credit when I come back!”
"Yes, Major!"
As the messenger left, the corners of Zhang Xueliang's mouth gradually curled up.
Zhang Xueliang couldn't guarantee that his soldiers wouldn't die in this battle. However, under the powerful firepower of the 27th Regiment and the flat terrain in front of them, victory was just a flip of the hand!
However, while Zhang Xueliang and the others were exchanging fire with the troops under his direct command, the old marshal Zhang Zuolin, who was still far away in Fengtian City in the northeast, was furious. He looked at the officers in front of him who were covered in dust and dirt. At the same time, he kept using the phone to threaten the officers below.
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