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

"Kong Erlengzi!"

Li Yunlong strode forward and slapped Kong Jie on the shoulder.

"Why are you here?"

"Has the sun risen in the west?"

Kong Jie's shoulder slumped from the slap, and she glared at him irritably.

"Can you be gentler?"

"I'm just excited!"

Li Yunlong chuckled, put his arm around his shoulder, and walked into the courtyard.

"Come in, come in and talk."

Kong Jie was half-pushed and half-dragged into the yard.

Li Yunlong ushered Kong Jie into the house.

He plopped down in the chair and crossed his legs.

He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, struck a match, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Then he handed the cigarette pack to Kong Jie.

"Want one?"

Kong Jie didn't stand on ceremony, reached out and took a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Old Li, you've done a great job here."

He looked around the room.

"This courtyard is much better than the one I had in Zhao Jiawa."

"That's right!"

Li Yunlong proudly raised his chin.

"This place is a geomantically auspicious location, backed by mountains and facing water, easy to defend and difficult to attack."

"It took a lot of thought to choose this place as our base."

Kong Jie smiled but didn't reply.

He leaned back in his chair, smoking.

His gaze swept around the room before finally settling on Li Yunlong's face.

He was silent for a few seconds, then spoke.

"Old Li, I'm here today because I need your help with something."

Li Yunlong's smile froze slightly.

He paused for a moment while holding the cigarette in his mouth.

Then nature returned to normal.

"Speak."

"You know my independent regiment, right?"

"I know."

"The division headquarters has ordered you to form an independent regiment."

"What's wrong?"

Kong Jie took the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked off the ash.

"The division headquarters only provided three hundred men and one hundred guns."

"I went to several places and tried everything I could find, but it's still far from satisfactory."

"I was just thinking of you."

Li Yunlong's face visibly darkened.

Instead, a complex expression arose—a desire to refuse yet an inability to do so.

The cigarette in his mouth was still smoking, but he seemed frozen in his chair.

Several seconds passed before he spoke.

"Kong Erlengzi, are you trying to beg for alms from me?"

Kong Jie had already expected this from his appearance.

But he didn't back down; he just nodded.

"Old Li, I won't beat around the bush with you."

"The independent regiment had just been formed and was weak; there weren't enough guns for each person."

"If you have the money, just give me a few dozen guns and a few thousand rounds of ammunition."

"I won't take it for nothing. If you ever need the Independent Regiment's help in the future, I, Kong Jie, will do my best without hesitation."

Li Yunlong's lips twitched.

He lowered his head and took a drag of his cigarette, smoke billowing from his nostrils.

He remained silent for a long while.

She looked up at Kong Jie, her tone slightly probing.

"Old Kong, it's not that I don't want to help you."

"You wouldn't believe it, although my new regiment looks quite large..."

"But the equipment is just so-so, barely enough."

"If you ask for dozens of guns and thousands of bullets, I'll have to be on the go."

Kong Jie looked at his appearance and knew exactly what was going on.

Li Yunlong is making excuses.

He knows Li Yunlong too well.

This guy is usually very fierce in battle and has captured quite a lot of spoils.

But when it comes to taking things out, they're incredibly stingy.

If he goes along with Li Yunlong's words, then this trip will have been in vain.

Kong Jie recalled the scene at Zhou Tianyang's place yesterday.

Zhou Tianyang was incredibly decisive, giving out two hundred Type 38 rifles without saying a word.

He decided to provoke Li Yunlong.

Kong Jie picked up the water on the table, took a sip, then put it down, and said casually:

"Old Li, I have something to tell you."

"I went to the new Second Regiment yesterday."

Li Yunlong's eyes flickered slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Oh?"

"You went to Zhou Xiaogui's place?"

"Um."

Kong Jie nodded, his tone still casual, as if he were chatting about everyday things.

"That kid Tianyang is really a good friend."

"When I went there, I was just trying my luck."

"And guess what happened?"

Li Yunlong didn't even notice that the cigarette in his mouth had burned down to the butt.

"What's wrong?"

Without saying a word, Tianyang gave me two hundred Type 38 rifles, a Type 99 light machine gun, and ten thousand rounds of ammunition.

Li Yunlong opened his mouth, and the cigarette fell from the corner of his mouth and landed on the ground.

He didn't pick it up; he just stared at Kong Jie with wide eyes.

"What did you say?"

"Kong Erlengzi, who are you trying to fool?"

Kong Jie looked at his expression and secretly found it amusing, but kept a straight face.

Why would I lie to you?

"The stuff is all stored in my Independent Regiment. If you don't believe me, go see for yourself."

Li Yunlong's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

He bent down, picked up the cigarette butt from the ground, put it back in his mouth, and lit it with a match.

He took a deep drag, and smoke billowed from his mouth and nose, filling the room.

His expression was extremely complex.

Looking at his expression, Kong Jie knew that the time was almost right.

He leaned back in his chair, looked at Li Yunlong, and his tone became more relaxed.

"Old Li, that's what I was thinking."

"Tianyang gave me so much, the Independent Regiment's foundation has become much stronger."

"If you really can't spare any more, that's okay, I'll figure something out myself."

He said it as if he were very reasonable.

Li Yunlong's face darkened even more.

Kong Jie's words were clearly meant to tell him.

Zhou Tianyang gave so much, if you, Li Yunlong, give less, that would be really unfair.

He got two hundred guns from Zhou Tianyang, but you, Li Yunlong, can't even get a few dozen.

If word gets out, where will Li Yunlong's reputation be?

Li Yunlong's lips twitched.

He was silent.

He kept his head down, smoking one cigarette after another, leaving cigarette butts scattered all over the ground.

Kong Jie didn't urge him, but just sat in the chair and drank the water sip by sip.

After a long while, Li Yunlong finally raised his head.

"Fine, Kong Erlengzi, you win."

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

"I have some Type 38 rifles here. I captured quite a few when I attacked Liujiabao stronghold with Zhou Xiaogui a while ago. I'll give you a hundred."

"Five thousand bullets, enough for you to fight for a while."

Kong Jie's eyes lit up.

Although it's not as much as Zhou Tianyang gave, it's still quite a lot.

Just as he was about to express his gratitude, Li Yunlong added another sentence.

"Forget about light machine guns, I don't even have enough of my few Type 91 light machine guns."

Kong Jie knew when to stop and didn't ask for more.

He stood up, walked up to Li Yunlong, and extended his hand.

"Old Li, I thank you on behalf of the brothers in the Independent Regiment."

Li Yunlong grasped his hand, shook it, and then let go.

"Alright, no need to thank me."

"Get the hell out of here, I get angry just looking at you."

His tone sounded like he was cursing, but there was no malice in his eyes.

Kong Jie knew that he was sharp-tongued, so he didn't take it to heart.

The two walked out of the house together.

Li Yunlong stood in the courtyard.

He shouted in the direction of the warehouse.

"Wang Desheng!"

"arrive!"

Wang Desheng ran out from the next room and stood at attention.

"Go to the warehouse and count one hundred Type 38 rifles and five thousand rounds of ammunition."

"Load it onto the truck for Commander Kong."