Holding the original shares, they fought all the way to the Korean War!

a few days later.

Lijia Yu.

Zhou Tianyang was reviewing the training plan at the regimental headquarters.

A familiar sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

"Zhou Xiaogui! Zhou Xiaogui!"

Li Yunlong's loud voice rang out from outside the courtyard.

Zhou Tianyang put down his pencil, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

This guy is well-informed.

The courtyard gate was pushed open.

Li Yunlong strode in.

He had an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, and his expression looked as if someone owed him eight hundred dollars.

His bodyguard jogged in behind him, panting as he saluted Zhou Tianyang.

Then, knowing better, he retreated into the courtyard.

"Old Li, what brings you here?"

Zhou Tianyang leaned back in his chair, looking at him with a smile.

Li Yunlong plopped down in the chair opposite Zhou Tianyang.

He threw his hat on the table, and without saying a word, took out a match, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and took a deep drag.

Smoke billowed from his nostrils, carrying a hint of anger.

"Zhou Xiaogui, you're not being fair!"

He glared at Zhou Tianyang, his voice rising several decibels.

"You sent so much weaponry and equipment to the brigade headquarters, don't think I didn't know!"

Zhou Tianyang picked up his teacup and took a sip of water.

She didn't say anything, just looked at him with a smile.

Li Yunlong got more and more excited as he spoke, tapping his fingers on the table with a loud thud.

"What kind of relationship do I have with you?"

"We all came from the 772nd Regiment together, fought together at Black Wind Pass, fought together at Soul Breaking Gorge, and risked our lives side by side."

"You're something else! All you think about when you get good stuff is the brigade commander, you've forgotten about your old brother here!"

He leaned back in his chair, tilted his head back, and made a heartbroken expression.

"Zhou Xiaogui, put your hand on your conscience, doesn't it hurt?"

Zhou Tianyang finally couldn't help but laugh.

Looking at Li Yunlong's indignant expression, he felt both amused and touched.

Li Yunlong is such a convincing actor; anyone who didn't know better would think he'd suffered some great injustice.

"Old Li, the way you're talking makes it sound like I, Zhou Tianyang, am eating all the food myself."

Zhou Tianyang spoke slowly.

"Those Type 38 rifles were old equipment that our Second Regiment replaced."

"The entire regiment is being equipped with new weapons; the old ones are just taking up space. It would be better to give them to the brigade headquarters to solve their problems."

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up the moment he heard the words "new type of weapon".

He leaned forward, getting closer, and asked in a low voice:

"What new weapon?"

"I heard your whole group changed their outfits, what kind of good stuff is that?"

Zhou Tianyang waved his hand.

"I'll show you around this afternoon."

"Let's get down to business. Did you come here specifically to confront me?"

Li Yunlong snorted, leaned back in his chair, and crossed his legs.

"I'm not here to interrogate you, I just want to have a talk with you."

He stubbed out his cigarette on the edge of the table, flicked it to the ground, and then said seriously.

"Zhou Xiaogui, aren't we brothers?"

"Yes."

"Alright, since we're brothers, from now on, give me any equipment your Second Regiment doesn't need, and don't send it to the brigade headquarters."

Li Yunlong spoke with such confidence that he didn't even blush.

"With so many people in the brigade headquarters, how many mouths do they need to feed?"

"If you deliver it, they'll divide it up and it'll be gone."

"Our new regiment is also short of equipment!"

He held up two fingers and waved them in front of Zhou Tianyang.

"Our two regiments are two newly formed regiments of the 386th Brigade, and we are going to fight the Japanese together."

"You give the equipment to the brigade headquarters, and the brigade commander is happy, but I'm still starving."

Zhou Tianyang looked at him, the smile on his lips growing wider and wider.

Li Yunlong's skin is getting thicker and thicker.

However, he has a point; the new regiment is indeed lacking in equipment.

"Old Li, you're right."

Zhou Tianyang nodded, his tone sincere.

"We're brothers, we can't forget you when good things happen."

"Here's what we'll do: the equipment that the new Second Regiment replaces will be given to you first, and then to the brigade headquarters."

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up immediately, and he slammed his hand on the table.

"That's more like it!"

He stood up, walked up to Zhou Tianyang, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled broadly.

"Zhou Xiaogui, I, Lao Li, knew you were a man of principle."

"Don't worry, I'll remember your kindness."

"If anything happens to your Second New Regiment in the future, my First New Regiment will be the first to rush to your aid."

Zhou Tianyang also stood up and smiled:

"Old Li, I'll remember what you said."

"Don't go back on your word later."

"To deny something is to be a coward!"

Li Yunlong puffed out his chest, exuding heroic spirit.

"Alright, stop standing there, stay for dinner today."

Zhou Tianyang called out to the outside.

"Messenger, go tell the cooks to add two dishes for lunch; I want to entertain Commander Li."

Li Yunlong immediately beamed with joy.

"That's more like it!"

"I'm just here to freeload a meal."

noon.

A small square table was placed in the regimental headquarters.

On the table were a plate of scrambled eggs, a plate of pickled vegetables, a dish of peanuts, and a pot of wine.

This was already the best hospitality Zhou Tianyang could offer.

Li Yunlong stared wide-eyed at the plate of scrambled eggs.

"Zhou Xiaogui, you're quite wealthy, aren't you? You even brought out scrambled eggs?"

"We have to be willing to treat you, Old Li, even if it's a bit stingy."

Zhou Tianyang poured him a glass of wine and then poured himself half a glass.

The two clinked glasses and each took a sip.

The sweet potato fritters burned down my throat, warming me comfortably.

Li Yunlong put down his wine glass, picked up a large piece of egg, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, swallowed it, and then sighed contentedly.

"Damn it, the food here is still the best."

As Zhou Tianyang held his wine glass and watched Li Yunlong wolf down his food, a warm feeling welled up in his heart that he couldn't quite explain.

Although this guy is greedy, shameless, and loves to take advantage, he is also a man of true character.

None of the things he embezzled went into his own pocket; they were all used for the military.

"Old Li, eat slowly, you can have more if you're not full."

Zhou Tianyang poured him another glass of wine.

Li Yunlong picked up two more pieces of food with his chopsticks before slowing down.

He took a sip of his wine, then looked up at Zhou Tianyang with a serious expression in his eyes.

"Zhou Xiaogui, seriously, how many people are actually in your new Second Regiment?"

"More than a thousand people?"

"almost."

Li Yunlong clicked his tongue, shook his head, and sighed.

"Damn, your development speed is really enviable."

"My side has fought tooth and nail, and we only have about four hundred men left so far."

"You're something else, making over a thousand in just one month."

Zhou Tianyang smiled.

"Old Li, don't worry."

"Developing the military is something that can't be rushed."

"I'm not in a rush, it's just that seeing how fast you've progressed makes me unconvinced."

Li Yunlong picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then put the glass down and wiped his mouth.

"But then again, I'm happy if you do a good job."

"We're all brothers in the same pot. If you're strong, I'll stand tall too."