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

Just then.

Zhou Tianyang was about to take a break.

Zhao Zhuzi suddenly seemed to remember something.

She put the bowl on the table, looked up at him, and her expression was somewhat serious.

"Commander Zhou, something suddenly came to mind."

Zhou Tianyang put down the bowl he was holding and looked at him.

"If you head west from here to return to Shanxi, be careful on this stretch of road."

Zhao Zhuzi tapped his fingers unconsciously twice on the table, as if he was organizing his thoughts.

"About 60 or 70 li to the west of here, there is a place called Eagle's Sorrow Ridge, which is very dangerous."

"There is a group of people, about three hundred or so, who are entrenched on that ridge."

He paused for a moment after saying this.

It was as if he was carefully considering how to begin.

"That group of people is different from the bandits commonly seen in this area."

"They don't usually come down the mountain to harm the common people, but whenever they do, it's always to target the Japanese."

"They robbed the Japanese of their supplies and intercepted their transport convoys; they were extremely ruthless."

Zhou Tianyang's gaze shifted slightly.

"Who were they before?"

Zhao Zhuzi continued.

"I heard that group of people used to be regular soldiers."

"A group of people who were evacuated from the battlefield after the Battle of Shanghai later followed the troops to Nanjing."

"After Nanjing fell, they were separated from the main force."

"The leader is called Deng Chen. I think he used to be a battalion commander in the 88th Division of the Central Army."

Zhou Tianyang's fingers paused lightly on the edge of the table.

88th Division.

He was very familiar with this number.

The 88th Division of the National Revolutionary Army, a German-equipped division, was one of the most elite main divisions of the Nationalist government.

During the Battle of Shanghai, the 88th Division fought a bloody battle on the Zhabei front for nearly three months.

They withstood the combined offensive of the Japanese army by land, sea and air without retreating a single step, and the entire division suffered more than half of its casualties.

Later, during the Battle of Nanjing, the 88th Division was also one of the main forces defending Yuhuatai and Zhonghuamen.

This unit ultimately failed to escape unscathed.

Some of the people were scattered among the hills and mountains of Jiangnan.

A multitude of thoughts flashed through Zhou Tianyang's mind in an instant.

A battalion commander from the German-trained 88th Division, along with more than 300 veterans who had been withdrawn from the battlefield, became an outlaw.

This sounds like the kind of story most commonly told in chaotic times.

But he always felt there was something deeper hidden inside.

"Captain Zhao, have you met that Deng Chen?"

I've never met him in person!

Zhao Zhuzi shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of uncertainty.

"Our guerrillas keep to themselves and don't interfere with them. They don't block our way, and we don't provoke them."

"However, I heard that Deng Chen is a very strict commander. Although the three hundred or so men under his command have become bandits."

"But the formation and rules are still the same as those of a regular army."

"They were called bandits, but they were more like an exiled army."

Zhou Tianyang didn't reply, he just nodded.

"Commander Zhou, I'm telling you this not so that you'll take a detour."

"You can't avoid that road; Yingchou Ridge is right in the middle of the only way to Shanxi from here."

"I just wanted to remind you to be careful when you get there."

"Those people don't rob ordinary people, but they're not exactly polite to outsiders."

"If there are thirty or so of you and you get into a conflict with them, you're likely to come out worse off."

Zhou Tianyang's gaze fell on the table.

He was silent for a moment, then looked up.

"I understand, I'll be careful when I get there."

Seeing that he had taken his advice to heart, Zhao Zhuzi was relieved.

"Commander Zhou, tomorrow I will send someone to guide you part of the way and take you to the outskirts of Yingchou Ridge."

"Once you cross that border, the rest is up to you."

"it is good."

Zhao Zhuzi pushed open the door and walked out, his footsteps fading into the night.

Only Zhou Tianyang and Ma Yong remained in the room.

Ma Yong was sipping the half-bowl of wine, taking small sips. After finishing the last sip, he put the bowl down, wiped his mouth, and looked at Zhou Tianyang.

"Commander, are you thinking about Deng Chen?"

Zhou Tianyang did not deny it, and nodded slightly.

"It is unusual in itself that a battalion commander of the 88th Division of the Central Army led more than 300 veterans to join the outlaws."

"If they really wanted to be bandits, they would have gone down the mountain to rob grain and money long ago."

"But Zhao Zhuzi said they only fight the Japanese, which shows that those people still have a bottom line."

"A regular army battalion commander who still has a bottom line should not stay in the mountains."

Ma Yong understood the meaning behind his words and frowned slightly.

"Commander, you wouldn't be thinking of recruiting them, would you?"

"More than 300 men, and they are all veteran soldiers of the regular army. If we can recruit them, it will be a great thing for our new Second Regiment."

"But that depends on what Deng Chen thinks."

"If he's determined to be his local tyrant on the mountain, no matter how much we try to persuade him, it won't work."

Ma Yong didn't ask any more questions, he just nodded.

"Let's go to sleep first, we still have a long journey ahead tomorrow."

The two stood up and went back to their respective rooms to rest.

When Zhou Tianyang walked back to his room.

The soldiers had mostly rested, with only the sentries on night duty still moving quietly near the pass.

He pushed open the door and sat down on the haystack.

The night wind rustled through the trees outside.

"system."

He meditated in his heart.

"Open my properties panel."

The familiar light screen in my mind slowly unfolded.

All the data were clearly displayed before my eyes.

[Host: Zhou Tianyang]

Age: 20

[Position: Commander of the 2nd New Regiment, 386th Brigade, 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army]

[Physical condition: Human limits]

Strength: S-rank

Speed: S-class

Endurance: S-level

Reaction: S grade

Recovery ability: S-rank

【Skill:】

Intermediate Firearms Proficiency (Upgradeable)

Basic Combat Mastery (Upgradeable)

Beginner Japanese (upgrades available)

【arms:】

M1C Garand semi-automatic sniper rifle (with M84 optical sight)

Current points: 194077

[Host's Overall Evaluation:]

Individual combat capability: S+ level

Tactical command ability: Level B (Needs improvement)

Zhou Tianyang's gaze lingered on the points section.

194,077 points.

He clearly remembered the time before exchanging those five submachine guns and ammunition.

The remaining points are 192,477.

Today's three battles combined have earned me nearly a thousand points.

Although it can't compare to the 160,000 points earned in Shanghai.

But this feeling of accumulating little by little made him feel grounded.

They captured strongholds, eliminated enemy strongholds, and launched ambushes; every battle yielded results.

Every point was earned through hard-fought battles.

He turned off the panel and gently exhaled in the darkness.

The first of these three battles saved the guerrillas.

In the second match, they wiped out the main force of the Japanese troops in Ping'an Town.

In the third battle, the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops in Liujiaji were wiped out in one fell swoop.

After three battles, a large portion of the Japanese forces in this area were wiped out.

The guerrillas' equipment has also more than doubled.

The days ahead will be much better.