Every infantry battalion, every combat unit, in this battle of the Great Wall, showed their bravery. It can be said that, with the exception of the two combat units that were awarded the flag with heavy casualties, everyone thought that their unit would receive the last military flag awarded by the regimental seat.

It's just that there is only one military flag, who will the regimental seat be awarded to?

All the officers and men had warm eyes and anticipation.

"This last military flag is the third unit of our regiment to be upgraded from company to battalion level, and their extraordinary fighting will and spirit in the offensive and defensive battle of Luo Wenyu allowed them to obtain this military flag called "Rock Battalion". Liu Lang took the military flag that Chi Dakui held with both hands and said loudly.

Hearing Liu Lang's words, Zhao Ergou, who was originally waiting with big eyes, darkened his eyes, knowing that there was nothing wrong with this military flag without an artillery company. The Rock Battalion, as the name suggests, is a battalion that is harder and harder to break than a rock, and it is defensive. The role of his artillery battery was to attack, attack, and attack, throwing shells at the enemy's head in a frenzied manner.

Liu Lang looked around, the expressions of the officers of each department were in full view, and his expression was slightly solemn, "I know that all units performed very well in this battle of the Great Wall, and the first battalion and one company of the former captain were stationed in Luo Wenyu's main position for eight days, killing thousands of enemies, and nearly half of their own casualties;

Captain Liu Dazhu's second battalion and first company, defending the main position of Hawthorn Yukou, in the last frantic moment of the Japanese invaders, he led a company of only 60 officers and soldiers to fight with a Japanese squadron of nearly 200 people, killing hundreds of enemies and killing the captain of the Japanese captain on the spot, and only 16 people were killed in his own body, setting a record for our China in the white-knuckle battle of the Japanese invaders. After the war, the Japanese devil will no longer have the courage to fight to the death with our army, and his exploits will be engraved in the history of the Chinese nation's war;

Captain Zhao Ergou's artillery company, as long as the friendly forces needed, braved the enemy's heavy artillery retaliatory artillery fire, and even pushed the artillery to the top of the hill to shoot at the Japanese invaders, and in eight days, a total of 8,000 shells were fired, with an average of 700 shells per gun, which was extremely dangerous for the barrel, and there was a danger of exploding at any time. But none of the officers and men of the artillery company flinched, and they ate and slept in front of the artillery until the end of the entire offensive and defensive battle;

The special brigade led by Ling Hong and Xiao Fenghua has already embarked on the journey since the whole regiment has not yet left Sichuan. The whole regiment needs the battlefield information from them, and without them sleeping in the open for months, our independent regiment would be like a blind tiger, empty of skills and blood, but unable to display it. In the interval between battles, when we fell asleep, they lay on their stomachs in the cold winter night, vigilantly observing the enemy's every move, and when we needed their support, they were like an arrow hidden in the night, which would definitely be caught in the enemy's heart by surprise and give the enemy the most painful blow. If someone asks me that the combat unit of my independent regiment is the most tired and dangerous, my answer must be, special brigade.

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Whenever Liu Lang mentioned a combat unit, the officers and men of the unit all held their heads high, and that was the glory that belonged to them, and it was the glory that was fought with bravery and fearlessness.

The people standing on the side, listening to the introduction of Liu Lang's troops one by one, had a deeper understanding of the war. Every victory was won with the blood of the martyrs lying in the 1,300 tombs in front of them and the warriors who stood upright.

Everyone in the independent regiment is good.

But to whom should this flag belong? After listening to Liu Lang's pertinent comments on the combat units under his command, it seemed that they all met the conditions for receiving military flags.

For a while, except for the soldiers who stood quietly waiting for Liu Lang's order, the ordinary people standing in the outer circle talked about it.

Even the dozen or so high-achieving students led by Comrade Lao Ye are not exempt from vulgarity.

"I think this military flag belongs to the second battalion and the first company of Liu Dazhu's company commander, 60 people faced 200 people, and they also killed 100 people on the other side, and only 16 people were killed themselves, this record is really rebellious." Peng Wu, who has always been honest and introverted, couldn't help it this time and canvassed for his idol company.

"Wrong, didn't you hear the name of the first battalion and company that Regiment Commander Liu pointed out? Although I didn't say much, but a company guarding the main position, you can imagine the pressure it was under, just like that, it could kill thousands of Japanese soldiers, and the rock battalion gave this kind of excellent company that was as immobile as a mountain, which was very in line with their characteristics. The thin Qian Wei pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and analyzed very firmly.

"As long as you can, you can see through everything, and Commander Liu can ask you to be the chief of staff. According to my understanding of Commander Liu, these excellent companies may not be. Xiong Zhen shook his head and vetoed the analysis of the two classmates.

"And who else? If you're right, we'll both call you big brother in the future. The two were visibly unconvinced.

"Hehe, you will know when you hear what Regiment Commander Liu said, anyway, I am afraid that none of these companies he said will be able to take his turn. This big brother, I'm decided. Xiong Zhen is very confident.

Ye Qisun listened to the whispered arguments of the disciples, but he did not intervene, and let them express their opinions. Since they have stepped out of the ivory tower of the campus, they have stepped into the melting pot of society to exercise, and they need to use their own experience to comprehend the various states of life, which is a life process that they must go through.

On the way of teaching students, Comrade Lao Ye is indeed the first master of this era, and there is no one.

Liu Lang commented on every combat unit under his command, even the cooking class of his regimental headquarters.

Behind him, there were two disabled soldiers, one without legs and one without arms, but this time he did not shine in front of the fathers and villagers in Tongguan as he dreamed, and two lines of long tears flowed down his already black and red cheeks.

In terms of the casualty rate, the nine-man cooking class, including him, suffered six casualties and two were seriously wounded, with a casualty rate of 88 percent, almost catching up with Cheng Yuanshan, who had just won the honorary title of the Bayonet Battalion.

And the families of the eight Tongguan soldiers were all behind him, and the white-haired old woman called out for her son, but the babbling child didn't know how to laugh sadly and shouted "big" The voice kept cutting his heart.

What the former gentlemen learned most in this war is to learn to endure, and to bear that the comrades-in-arms who are still sleeping together tonight may make you no longer see tomorrow.

Therefore, even if the sorrow in his heart was difficult to suppress, the sergeant's cooking squad leader, who had learned to be strong, still stood upright, taking the two remnants of his command who could not go to the battlefield again in the future, accepting Liu Lang's praise for him and his comrades.

"However, the honor does not only belong to our independent regiment, but also to our former friendly troops, the 288th Regiment and the 289th Regiment of the 29th Army, and now the 1,300 officers and soldiers who have newly joined our independent regiment. The 288th and 289th regiments have a total strength of more than 6,000 people, and after the war, only these 1,300 people can stand in front of us, and there are still more than 1,100 people, and they are also standing there, let us pay the highest respect for their sacrifice. Liu Lang said as he looked at the disabled veterans who were escorting the coffins of the fallen officers and soldiers, and raised his arms again.

In the eyes of everyone, the 1,300 iron men and the 1,100 remnants of the soldiers all burst into tears, they did not cry on the battlefield under heavy artillery fire, they did not cry at the moment when their limbs were mutilated, but they cried under the solemn military salute of Liu Lang and the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment.

At this moment, they are completely integrated into the team, and there is no longer a slight estrangement before, because of respect.