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

Chapter 155 Praise!

Cheng Shifa sat on the other side of the table.

Hearing this, I involuntarily straightened my back.

He glanced at Zhou Tianyang, his gaze somewhat complicated.

The 772nd Regiment is a veteran main force regiment of the 386th Brigade. After Cheng Shifa took over, it fought steadily and fought many battles.

But Zhou Tianyang's ability to take down two strongholds in just a few days still surprised him.

Brigade Commander Chen turned his gaze back to the crowd.

"Of course, I would like to commend Comrade Tianyang here."

"I'm not asking you all to learn from him and take down strongholds one after another."

"Each regiment is different; their equipment and training levels are different."

"Blindly imitating others is not a good thing."

"But what I want to say is that you can think about why the Second New Regiment was able to fight such a battle."

His tone became more serious.

"It's not because their equipment is better; better equipment is their strength."

"But the core reason is that Tianyang knows how to find ways, how to utilize the terrain, and how to maximize the advantages of the new equipment."

"Wangjiaping was attacked by maneuvering along the river and launching a close-range surprise attack."

"Liujiabao's strategy involved artillery clearing the way, followed by infantry."

"Two strongholds, two different tactics; neither was a brute-force attack."

"All of you group leaders here, go back and think about this carefully."

"How to use the soldiers under your command, how to equip them with the necessary gear, and how to utilize the surrounding terrain."

"Fighting the Japanese is not something you can win just by having more people; you have to be flexible in your tactics."

The other regimental commanders in the room nodded silently.

Some people seemed lost in thought, while others looked down at the map on the table.

Cheng Shifa sat there, his lips moving as if he was hesitating about something.

He finally spoke, his voice not loud, but his question was very sincere.

"Brigadier, I have a question."

"The equipment that the new Second Regiment was re-equipped with, I heard, consisted of American-made rifles and general-purpose machine guns."

"Could we try to get some from our other groups as well?"

Brigade Commander Chen glanced at him.

He glanced at Zhou Tianyang again, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

"Old Cheng, that's a good question."

"But I have to make it clear to you, the equipment that the new Second Regiment obtained was something they figured out on their own."

"The brigade headquarters can only provide so much; most of the resources will have to be found by the individual regiments themselves."

"But there's one thing I can tell you!"

Commander Chen paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"You should all have used those Type 38 rifles and Type 96 light machine guns that were distributed to each regiment before, right?"

"Those weapons were given to the brigade headquarters by Tianyang."

The room fell silent for a moment.

The regimental commanders exchanged glances, their eyes filled with surprise and astonishment.

Brigade Commander Chen continued:

"At that time, the entire Second New Regiment was re-equipped with new weapons, replacing the old Type 38 rifles and machine guns."

"They didn't keep them as spares, nor did they exchange them for other things. Instead, they sent them all to the brigade headquarters, which then distributed them to the various regiments."

"Many of the Type 38 rifles that your regiment is using now were donated by Tianyang."

Cheng Shifa was stunned.

He looked at Zhou Tianyang, and there was something more in his eyes.

The 772nd Regiment was indeed one of the units receiving that batch of weapons.

He initially thought it was a unit transferred from the brigade's inventory, but he never expected it to be a unit replaced by the new Second Regiment.

A regimental commander sitting next to Cheng Shifa nodded in agreement.

"I was wondering why those Type 38 rifles looked so new; some of the barrels didn't even have much rifling wear."

Commander Chen leaned back in his chair, watching the changing expressions of everyone in the room, and remained silent for two or three seconds.

Then continued:

"That's why I say you should thank Zhou Tianyang."

"That's not just a polite remark."

"The weapons he sent did indeed solve the brigade headquarters' urgent problem and also gave your regiments an extra layer of protection."

Brigade Commander Chen's tone became more serious.

"Our 386th Brigade is a whole. No matter which regiment wins a battle or captures supplies, it is not only the achievement of its own regiment, but also the wealth of the entire brigade."

"Tianyang did a good job in this respect. He didn't hide his victory from the enemy, but shared the surplus with his brothers."

"This style is worth learning."

Cheng Shifa remained silent for a while before finally speaking.

"Tianyang, I didn't know those guns were from you. Thank you in advance."

His tone wasn't exactly enthusiastic, but it was very sincere.

Zhou Tianyang waved his hand and smiled.

"We're all Eighth Route Army troops, so there's no distinction between yours and mine."

"Those guns are just gathering dust in the Second Regiment's warehouse, so we might as well give them to the brothers to use."

Commander Chen smiled as he watched the conversation between the two men.

He picked up the teacup, took another sip of water, then put it down and said seriously:

"Alright, that's enough about this."

"Next, I will assign the tasks to each regiment for the next phase."

"After you go back, conduct another reconnaissance of the enemy situation within your respective defense zones."

"I need to see a detailed defense plan within two weeks."

The meeting lasted for another half hour.

Brigade Commander Chen re-divided the defense zones of each regiment, clarified the key defense directions, and assigned several small-scale combat missions.

Zhou Tianyang listened carefully, silently noting down the parts that were relevant to him.

It was already noon when the meeting ended.

As soon as Zhou Tianyang stepped out of the brigade headquarters courtyard, he heard a series of hurried footsteps behind him.

"Zhou Xiaogui!"

"Wait for me!"

He turned around and saw Li Yunlong striding after him.

This guy was dressed a bit more neatly than usual today, but his mouth was still the same as always.

As he caught up, he reached into his pocket for a cigarette.

"I felt embarrassed for you after hearing what you said to the brigade commander."

Li Yunlong lit a cigarette and took a puff.

His tone was somewhat teasing, but there was no malice in his eyes.

"You make it sound so easy. It'll just gather dust in the warehouse. If I had your batch of equipment, I'd definitely keep it as a spare."

"They can be very useful in critical moments."

Zhou Tianyang smiled but did not reply.

The two walked out of the brigade headquarters courtyard side by side.

Li Yunlong still had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his eyes squinting, looking refreshed as if he had just finished a meeting.

He took long strides and walked quickly, with Zhou Tianyang following beside him. The two of them stepped out of the courtyard gate one after the other.

Outside the gate, a woman in military uniform was carrying a stack of freshly folded clothes out of the neighboring yard.

She was in her early thirties, slender but not frail, with a calm and resilient quality honed by time in her eyes.

Her hair was neatly gathered behind her ears and tied with an old hair tie.

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up the moment he saw her.

He took the cigarette from his lips and his voice immediately rose a third.

"Big sister!"

What are you doing here?

"Washing the brigade commander's clothes again?"

The woman looked up and saw Li Yunlong.

A gentle yet somewhat straightforward smile immediately bloomed on his face.

"Hey, Li Yunlong!"

"You little rascal, it's been so long since I've seen you."