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

a few days later.

At the threshing ground in Lijia Yu.

More than 1,400 people were divided into three training areas.

The battle cries of the various battalions rose and fell in waves.

Zhou Tianyang stood at the edge of the threshing ground, watching the soldiers train, a faint smile playing on his lips.

The new recruits are becoming more and more agile.

The messenger ran from the direction of the village entrance, covered in sweat, shouting as he ran.

"Commander! Commander!"

Zhou Tianyang turned his head to look at him.

The messenger ran up to him, stood at attention, saluted, and took a couple of breaths before speaking.

"Commander, someone has come to the village entrance and says they are looking for you."

"Who is it?"

He said his name was Kong Jie.

A face immediately popped into Zhou Tianyang's mind.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, square face, and a calm and unhurried demeanor.

This is the complete opposite of Li Yunlong's reckless and impulsive nature.

The original owner had a very good relationship with Kong Jie.

During the Long March, both of them were in the Fourth Front Army of the Red Army.

Although they were not in the same regiment, they often cooperated in operations.

When crossing the snow-capped mountains, Kong Jie even shared half of his dry rations with the original owner.

Later, it was reorganized into the Eighth Route Army.

Kong Jie was transferred to another regiment as a battalion commander, so we had fewer opportunities to meet.

Zhou Tianyang strode towards the village entrance.

A man in his early thirties was standing at the entrance of the village.

He was wearing a gray military uniform, with a belt around his waist and a pistol tucked into his left hip.

He saw Zhou Tianyang walking over, a smile spreading across his face, and strode forward to greet him.

"Zhou Tianyang, Commander Zhou!"

"You little rascal, I've been looking everywhere for you!"

Zhou Tianyang strode forward, and the two of them simultaneously reached out and clasped hands, shaking them vigorously.

"Old Kong, what brings you here?"

Zhou Tianyang released his grip and looked him up and down.

"Long time no see."

Kong Jie smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"yes!"

"I heard you've been doing quite well lately, you've even become a regimental commander."

"You even took down two Japanese strongholds in a row. The whole 386th Brigade is talking about you."

"Go into the village and tell them not to stand here."

Zhou Tianyang led Kong Jie into the village.

The two were crossing the threshing floor.

Kong Jie's gaze was drawn to the soldiers who were training.

More than a thousand people were divided into three camps, with neat formations and standardized movements.

Each of them was holding a new type of rifle that he had never seen before.

Kong Jie's steps involuntarily slowed down.

His gaze lingered on the ranks of the first battalion for a long time.

Then he turned to look at Zhou Tianyang.

"Tianyang, your new second regiment, with over a thousand people, has such good equipment."

Zhou Tianyang smiled but didn't reply, leading him forward.

The two entered the regimental headquarters courtyard, and Zhou Tianyang ushered Kong Jie into the house and poured him a glass of water.

Kong Jie took it and gulped down two big mouthfuls, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

He finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

He placed the cup on the table and looked at Zhou Tianyang's face.

"Tianyang, I'm not going to beat around the bush with you anymore."

"I've come today because I need your help."

Zhou Tianyang sat down opposite him and leaned back in his chair.

"Go ahead and say it."

Kong Jie paused for two seconds, as if organizing his thoughts, before speaking:

"The division headquarters ordered me to form an independent regiment, which will be under the command of the 386th Brigade from now on."

"But the division headquarters only gave me three hundred men and one hundred guns, and told me to figure out the rest myself."

He gave a wry smile as he said this, placing his hands on his knees.

"Three hundred men and one hundred guns—that's not even enough to form a battalion. How can you call that an independent regiment?"

"I've been going to several places these past few days, begging for alms everywhere."

"We've taken everything we could, but it's still far from enough."

"I heard your Second New Regiment is doing quite well, so I thought I'd try my luck here."

Kong Jie looked up at Zhou Tianyang as he finished speaking.

His gaze held a complex mix of embarrassment and reluctance to speak.

"Tianyang, do you have any spare equipment or ammunition? Even just a few dozen guns or a few hundred bullets would be fine with me."

"Brother, I won't take your money for nothing. If you ever need the Independent Regiment's help in the future..."

"If you say the word, I, Kong Jie, will not hesitate."

Zhou Tianyang remained silent for a while after listening.

"Old Kong, the fact that you came to the New Second Regiment shows that you truly consider me a brother."

Kong Jie's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but Zhou Tianyang raised his hand to signal him not to rush.

"It's normal that your independent regiment is newly formed and has a weak foundation."

"The division only provided 300 men with 100 guns; that's a meager amount of resources."

"But don't worry, I won't let you go back empty-handed."

Kong Jie's eyes lit up immediately.

"real?"

Zhou Tianyang smiled and said affirmatively.

"I still have some old equipment in my warehouse, quite a few Type 38 rifles, and one Type 99 light machine gun."

"If you don't mind, I can give you everything."

"A Type 38 rifle?"

Kong Jie's eyes shone even brighter.

His team is still using Hanyang rifles and old-fashioned rifles.

Having a Type 38 rifle was something I never dared to dream of.

"Not at all, not at all!"

"I'd be incredibly grateful if you just gave it to me!"

"How many?"

"There are also about two hundred Type 38 rifles, one Type 99 light machine gun, and about ten thousand rounds of ammunition."

Kong Jie stood there, stunned.

He looked at Zhou Tianyang, and it took him a long time to finally manage to utter a sentence.

"Tianyang, you're really going to lay a solid foundation for my Independent Regiment."

Zhou Tianyang waved his hand.

"Old Kong, we are all brothers who came together from the Long March."

"You shared half a piece of dry rations with me back then, and today I'm giving you two hundred guns. This little bit of kindness is nothing."

Kong Jie remained silent.

He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

"Alright, I'll remember this favor."

"From now on, your Second Regiment's affairs are my affairs, Kong Jie's affairs."

Zhou Tianyang looked at him but didn't say anything more. He then turned and asked the messenger outside the door to call Zhao Wenlong over.

A few minutes later.

Zhao Wenlong came into the house from the threshing ground.

"Go to the warehouse and count two hundred Type 38 rifles, one Type 96 light machine gun, and ten thousand rounds of ammunition."

"Take it away, Commander Kong."

Zhao Wenlong glanced at Kong Jie.

He glanced at Zhou Tianyang again, grinned, and then turned and strode out.

Kong Jie let out a long breath.

At this moment, Zhou Tianyang thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Old Kong, if you're short of food, I can share some with you."

"Not much, but we can still squeeze out a few hundred kilograms."

Kong Jie quickly waved his hand.

"If we don't need the food, I can find another way."

"You've already done enough by giving me a gun; I'll take care of my own food."

The two chatted for a while longer.

Kong Jie asked about the details of the two recent battles fought by the New Second Regiment.

After listening, Kong Jie remained silent for a long time.

He concluded with a sigh.

"Your new Second Regiment's tactics are indeed far superior to our old-fashioned tactics."

"I need to think carefully about how to make good use of the three hundred people I have when I get back."

More than half an hour later.

Zhao Wenlong ran into the yard to report.

"Commander, everything is loaded, three mule carts."

Zhou Tianyang stood up and patted Kong Jie on the shoulder.

"Let's go take a look."

Kong Jie stood up and followed him out of the courtyard.

The three mule carts at the village entrance were already parked.

Kong Jie stood beside the mule cart, turned around and looked at Zhou Tianyang.

He paused for two seconds, then reached out his hand.

"Tianyang, come visit me in Zhaojiawa another day."

"Although it can't compare to the grandeur of your Lijia Yu, it's still the territory of my Independent Regiment."

"must."

The two clasped hands and shook them vigorously.

Kong Jiesong released his hand, beckoned to the soldiers who had come with him, and waved to Zhou Tianyang.

"I'm gone."

Three mule carts slowly drove away along the dirt road at the entrance of the village.

Zhou Tianyang stood at the entrance of the village.

Watching Kong Jie disappear around the bend in the mountain road in the distance.

Then he turned around and walked towards the regimental headquarters.