"There are so many more people?"
Meng Fan slowly walked over with a brand new bandage wrapped around his leg.
The battle just now had caused his wound to split open a little, but now that there were sufficient medicines and medical equipment, the veterinarian changed the bandage for him in time.
In another ten days or half a month, his injuries would be able to completely recover.
In the original novel, Meng Fanran's legs were almost crippled from the first episode to the last episode.
Zhao Ziqiang did not want this to happen again.
"Bastard, are these people just going to watch us fight and not help us?”
Bula couldn't help but curse when he saw the new soldiers.
" They're all scared out of their wits. Don't just stand there and talk. You were just like them a few months ago…"
Snake hugged the gun on his butt and retorted angrily.
Zhao Ziqiang carried the Tang sword on his back and ordered the soldiers to bury the bodies of the victims.
Including the soldier who was tortured to death by the Japanese.
"We still have to fight. We can't go home for the time being. We'll be buried with our compatriots.”
"Qiyue Wuyi, I will be your companion."
Zhao Ziqiang grabbed a handful of wet soil and looked at the graves that were destined to be left in a foreign country.
Then, they took off their hats and fired their guns. After paying tribute to their fallen brothers, they cleaned up the battlefield and continued to set off.
The first battle was a victory, and they even seized a Type 92 heavy machine gun.
Long Wenzhang was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He wished he could personally carry the machine gun and walk in front.
The Sichuan Army Corps had also grown from 60 to 150 people. It could be considered a company now.
When it was almost dark, they finally arrived at the airport five kilometers away.
The airport was very simple. After all, the performance of fighter planes during World War II was very backward, and there was no need for a good airport.
A large piece of open land was reclaimed in the endless forest, and fortifications were built. This was an airport.
"Son of a b * tch, where's the plane?"
Not Spicy looked at the empty space in the airport and could not help but complain.
"There are no planes at the airport?"
Meng Fan, who was very proficient in airplanes, was also a little confused.
Only Long Wenzhang was lying on the ground, holding an old-fashioned single-way telescope, looking at the defense below the airport with great interest.
"If there are airplanes here, we won't be able to fill the gaps between their teeth if we fight our way in…"
"This is an abandoned airport. It should have been abandoned, but there is still a strategic significance here, so the Japanese decided to send people to guard it.”
Long Wenzhang answered their questions in a low voice.
Then, he handed the binoculars in his hand to Zhao Ziqiang.
Zhao Ziqiang took it and observed it carefully for a while.
There were indeed more Japanese people below, but they were still very limited.
"Two squadrons, no more.”
Zhao Ziqiang put down the binoculars and returned it to Long Wenzhang.
He really didn't expect the Japanese to be so arrogant.
Three to five scouts dared to follow a troop of over a thousand people, and they even dared to appear in their line of sight.
A small group of people hiding in a tree dared to attack their battalion.
Moreover, he had won.
Now, two small teams of less than 200 Japanese dared to guard the airport!
It would not be excessive to amass more troops at such a strategic location.
But now, two small teams were dismissed.
It was obvious that they didn't care about the enemy at all. The alliance army was so stupid that they only knew how to surrender when they couldn't win.
The expeditionary army was defeated at once. They only knew how to run all over the mountains and plains. They did not know how to resist even when the butcher's knife of the devils was placed on their necks.
He would find a place that he thought was safe, stick his head in, and wait for the Japanese to come and kill him!
He was too arrogant!
After figuring out the enemy's military deployment, Zhao Ziqiang was completely furious!
Since the Japanese were using two squadrons to guard such a strategic location, he would not hold back and swallow them up directly!
"Rest here and attack immediately after dark!”
Zhao Ziqiang ordered decisively.
At this moment, Long Wenzhang crawled toward Zhao Ziqiang.
The two of them hid in the grass and began to discuss the battle plan.
"Regiment Commander, the Japanese are evenly matched in numbers this time. Should we think of a way to reduce the casualties?”
Long Wenzhang looked at the airport in the distance, deep in thought.
"What tricks do you have this time, kid?”
Zhao Ziqiang smiled. He knew that this guy was thinking of some dirty tricks again.
Long Wenzhang pondered for a while and suddenly said to Zhao Ziqiang,""We have to find a way to get some gasoline.”
"Gasoline?"
Zhao Ziqiang was stunned for a moment. He suddenly realized what Long Wenzhang's idea meant.
In the TV series, when Long Wenzhang first met the Chuan Legion, he had all the soldiers soak in gasoline.
After turning him into a ghost, he would suddenly attack the Japanese!
The Japanese, who had already won many battles, were immediately scared out of their wits. They were scared before they even fought, crying for their parents.
They did not realize that this was a disguised army. They thought that they had offended the mountain god and provoked the mountain ghost.
Superstition killed people!
Long Wenzhang sighed again.
"There was a lot of gasoline at the original assembly point, but I didn't remember it at that time.”
"Now that I can use this thing, I don't know where to find it.”
At this moment, Zhao Ziqiang checked his warehouse.
Then, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
The killing spree just now had dropped many random items.
Among them were more than ten barrels of gasoline!
However, there was something unreasonable about it.
In the original novel, Long Wenzhang and the others had their entire bodies soaked in gasoline. When they came out, they had completely merged into the darkness and turned into repulsive mountain ghosts.
However, this was the reality. If he really soaked himself in gasoline, he would only be burned alive if he fired on the battlefield!
Thinking of this, Zhao Ziqiang opened the warehouse and continued to search. He had to make sure that nothing went wrong.
Finally, he found more than ten barrels of mixed engine oil, all piled up in an inconspicuous corner of the warehouse.
Who knew which unlucky Japanese had dropped it.
However, it came in handy now!
Thinking of this, he immediately took out the gasoline and engine oil from the warehouse and moved them to the forest a few hundred meters away.
Then, he slapped Long Wenzhang, who was in a dilemma.
"Follow me, I have a way!"
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