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

Wang Desheng was stunned for a moment.

He glanced at Kong Jie, then at Li Yunlong.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but seeing Li Yunlong's expression, he swallowed his words back.

"Yes, Commander!"

Wang Desheng turned and ran towards the warehouse.

Kong Jie stood in the courtyard, watching Wang Desheng's back, feeling incredibly relieved.

Li Yunlong stood next to him, his hands in his pockets and a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"Kong Erlengzi, you've really struck gold today."

"One hundred guns, five thousand rounds of ammunition, I wouldn't even use them myself."

Kong Jie turned to look at him and smiled.

"Don't worry, Lao Li."

"I, Kong Jie, will remember this kindness."

Li Yunlong snorted but didn't reply.

After half an hour.

A mule cart was pushed out of the warehouse of the new regiment.

The two guards that Kong Jie brought helped to harness the mule carts and checked them one by one to make sure there were no problems.

Li Yunlong stood at the entrance of the courtyard.

Looking at the mule cart, his face showed an indescribable pain.

Kong Jie walked up to him and extended his hand.

"Old Li, I'll head back now."

"There's still a lot of stuff to deal with at the Independent Regiment."

Li Yunlong grasped his hand and shook it vigorously.

"Alright, get lost."

"If anything happens in the future, just send someone to let us know."

Kong Jie nodded, released his grip, and turned to walk towards the village entrance.

After taking a few steps, he turned back.

"Old Li, thank you so much for today."

Li Yunlong waved his hand but did not reply.

Kong Jie smiled, turned around, and strode towards the village entrance.

The mule cart followed behind him, slowly disappearing into the distance along the mountain road.

Kong Jie walked at the front of the group, his steps much lighter than when he arrived.

One hundred guns, five thousand bullets.

In addition to the two hundred guns and ten thousand rounds of ammunition we got from Zhou Tianyang yesterday.

The Independent Regiment's current resources are already quite substantial.

Although it can't compare to the new first and second regiments.

But compared to how shabby the Independent Regiment was when it was first formed, it has improved many times over.

As Kong Jie pondered, he unconsciously began to hum a little tune.

After walking for a while, the guards who were following them came over.

"Commander, you were really amazing today."

"With just a few words, we got a hundred guns from Commander Li."

Kong Jie smiled but didn't say anything.

The guard asked again:

"Commander, wouldn't you say Commander Li is essentially bleeding himself dry?"

Kong Jie thought for a moment and then shook his head.

"He just couldn't save face."

"I laid out what Commander Zhou gave me in front of him. If he still doesn't provide support, how can he hold his head high in front of us old brothers in the future?"

The guard nodded, seemingly understanding.

Kong Jie offered no further explanation.

They drove towards Zhaojiawa.

Kong Jie walked for a while, then suddenly remembered something.

He turned his head, glanced in the direction of Stone Mill Village, and then looked away.

Although Li Yunlong was stingy, he still cared about his brothers.

One hundred guns and five thousand rounds of ammunition—for the Independent Regiment, this was an immense blessing.

Kong Jie thought to himself.

If I have the chance in the future, I should still try to get to know Li Yunlong more often.

Although this guy speaks rudely and has a bad temper.

But as long as you don't take it too seriously, he's sincere towards you.

Moreover, the Independent Regiment will need to cooperate with the New First and New Second Regiments to develop in the future.

The three of them are old brothers who came together during the Long March.

It's always better to look out for each other than to go it alone.

Thinking of this, Kong Jie's steps became lighter.

The outline of the Taihang Mountains in the distance appeared exceptionally clear under the sunlight.

The mountains stretch as far as the eye can see.

Looking at the mountains, Kong Jie suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable energy.

The independent regiment had just been formed and had only three hundred men under its command.

But as long as we have the equipment, the morale, and the determination, it won't be long before we succeed.

That's how you make a name for yourself on this land.

What Zhou Tianyang can do, Kong Jie can do too.

The battles that Li Yunlong could win, Kong Jie could win too.

Kong Jie took a deep breath.

Then he strode forward.

The mountain road is winding and twisting.

But ahead lay the territory of his independent regiment.

……

When Kong Jie returned to Zhao Jiawa, it was already afternoon.

He saw several figures standing at the village entrance from afar.

Those were the platoon leaders and squad leaders left behind by the Independent Regiment.

They craned their necks to look towards the mountain road, their faces showing a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.

When they finally saw the mule cart behind Kong Jie.

The figures moved almost simultaneously.

"The commander is back!"

"The commander has brought back more supplies!"

Shouts rang out at the village entrance.

Immediately afterwards, the whole village became agitated.

Before Kong Jie even reached the village entrance, soldiers had already poured out of the village.

The mule cart approached.

A sharp-eyed soldier spotted the guns on the vehicle and couldn't help but shout:

"A Type 38 rifle!"

"Exactly the same as those from last night!"

The crowd erupted in cheers.

"Commander, you've got another gun?"

"How many?"

"Where did you get this from this time?"

Kong Jie was surrounded by soldiers, a smile on his face, and he reached out and pressed down.

"Don't push, don't push, one at a time."

He turned around, patted the mule cart closest to him, and raised his voice a few decibels.

"One hundred Type 38 rifles and five thousand rounds of ammunition were all obtained from Commander Li of the New First Regiment."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers cheered even louder.

Two hundred guns were distributed last night, and another one hundred arrived today.

Kong Jie smiled and shook his head.

"Go back to the yard first, unload the things, and put them in the warehouse."

The soldiers hurriedly drove the mule cart into the village.

A dozen soldiers surrounded them and took the weapons down.

Kong Jie stood in the middle of the courtyard, watching the soldiers' busy figures, his smile never fading.

A gun is a source of confidence.

With guns in their hands, the soldiers stand tall and their eyes shine.

Kong Jie walked to the middle of the courtyard and went up the steps.

He turned around and his gaze swept across the faces of each soldier.

He cleared his throat and began to speak.

Comrades.

"Those two hundred Type 38 rifles yesterday were taken from Commander Zhou of the Second New Regiment."

"These 100 rifles today were obtained from Commander Li of the New First Regiment."

"These two men are my old brothers, they both came from the Long March."

"They weren't well-off themselves, but when they heard that our independent regiment had just been formed and was short of equipment, they gave it to us without hesitation."

"These things are a token of friendship; they were only given to me because of my old friendship."

Kong Jie's voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear.

The soldiers in the courtyard fell silent.

No one spoke; they all looked up, listening intently.

"I, Kong Jie, am telling you this not so that you can thank anyone."

"I want you to remember that our Independent Regiment now has guns, entirely thanks to the support of our brother units."

"In the future, when you meet the comrades of the New First Regiment and the New Second Regiment on the battlefield, be polite and courteous."

"We can't accept their help and then turn around and complain."

"When you meet, salute when you should, and greet each other when you should. Don't let people think that we, the people of the Independent Regiment, are ignorant."

The soldiers listened quietly.

Several older veterans nodded silently.