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

Deng Chen then gestured behind him.

They led everyone on a wild run into the depths of the valley.

The pursuing Japanese soldiers did not hesitate at all.

They were chasing too fast, having been provoked all the way from the mountain ridge, their minds filled with the thought of capturing this audacious guerrilla group.

Upon entering the entrance to Wolf Valley.

They didn't even slow down or observe before rushing in.

Zhou Tianyang watched as the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops poured into the entrance of Wild Wolf Valley one after another.

He silently counted the number of people in his mind.

The entire Wolf Valley, from entrance to exit, was stretched into a long, winding line by the pursuing team.

The Japanese soldiers at the front had already caught up to the middle of the valley.

Meanwhile, the last of the puppet troops were still squeezing in at the entrance.

All of the more than one thousand people entered the ambush zone.

Zhou Tianyang's lips curved slightly.

He held his breath and gently pressed the trigger.

The crosshairs landed squarely on the head of the Japanese battalion commander who was running at the front and shouting something.

The enemy's rank was Japanese lieutenant colonel.

"Bang."

Gunshots rang out in Wolf Valley.

The Japanese lieutenant colonel's head snapped back, and his body lurched forward due to inertia.

[Ding! One Japanese lieutenant colonel has been killed. Reward: 5000 points.]

As the system notification sounded in Zhou Tianyang's mind.

A barrage of gunfire erupted simultaneously from both sides of the slope.

More than three hundred rifles poured down from both flanks, and bullets rained down on the entire valley.

The Japanese soldiers and puppet troops who were still in pursuit were completely stunned by the first round of fire.

The formation completely collapsed within seconds.

Some people tried to rush forward, but the exit ahead had already been blocked by soldiers who had gone around in advance.

Some people tried to run back, but bursts of gunfire also rang out from the direction of the entrance.

Those were the twenty men that Ma Yong had arranged in advance to meet Deng Chen, and they were already in place.

They completely blocked their escape route.

Fire wires were everywhere—in front, behind, left, and right.

On the slopes on both sides of Wolf Valley, more than 300 soldiers were conducting round after round of precise shooting.

Those veterans who had spent a whole year on the mountain finally found the battlefield rhythm they were most familiar with.

Zhou Tianyang did not participate in the suppressive fire from both sides.

His scope moved quickly across the valley, searching for the Japanese officers and puppet army leaders who were still trying to organize resistance.

One shot for every one found.

"Bang!"

A Japanese major was squatting on the edge of the dry riverbed, brandishing his saber, trying to regroup the scattered troops.

The bullet struck him precisely in the forehead.

He leaned back, and the military knife flew out of his hand.

[Ding! One Japanese major killed. 3000 points awarded.]

"Bang!"

A puppet army battalion commander was using hand gestures to direct several puppet soldiers to fire at the left flank slope.

The bullet pierced his neck from the side, blood gushed out, and he collapsed, clutching his neck.

[Ding! One puppet army battalion commander killed. 1000 points awarded.]

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Zhou Tianyang's finger repeatedly pulled the trigger, hitting the target precisely each time.

Those officers who still tried to maintain the command structure amidst the chaos.

They were cleared one by one in his scope.

The gunfire continued.

As time went by, the frequency has clearly decreased.

The bottom of Wolf Valley was littered with corpses lying haphazardly.

The corpses of Japanese soldiers and puppet troops were mixed together.

Some huddled in the piles of rubble on the dry riverbed, some lay on the edge of the bushes by the roadside, and some leaned together as if supporting each other as they fell.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood, so strong that one just wanted to cover their mouth and nose.

Zhou Tianyang lay prone on a rocky platform in the middle of the right wing slope, the barrel of his sniper rifle still slightly hot.

His finger left the trigger, and he quickly scanned the entire valley through the scope.

There are no new goals.

Those Japanese officers who were still trying to organize resistance have all been wiped out.

The remaining soldiers were either already dead or lying motionless in the drainage ditch.

He put down his gun and let out a long breath.

"Ma Yong, take your men down and clear the area."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for people on the left wing slope to hear clearly from that distance.

Ma Yong stood up from behind the bushes, his MP40 submachine gun still in a ready-to-fire position.

He gestured behind him, leading the soldiers to quickly make their way down the slope.

They moved swiftly across the slope and soon reached the bottom of the valley.

at the same time.

Deng Chen also led his men back from the exit ahead.

The two teams advanced towards the middle from both ends, trapping the remaining enemies who were still clinging to life in the drainage ditch.

Several more rounds of gunfire rang out.

That was the soldiers carrying out the final cleanup.

Zhou Tianyang stood up from the rocky platform, put away his sniper rifle, and walked quickly down the slope.

When he reached the bottom of the valley, Ma Yong and Deng Chen had already met up in the middle of the valley.

Ma Yong was squatting next to a Japanese soldier's corpse.

He reached out and unfastened the ammunition pouch from his waist, opened it to take a look, and then threw it into the bag next to him.

He looked up and saw Zhou Tianyang walking over.

He stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and spoke with an barely suppressed excitement.

"Commander, it's all cleaned up."

Zhou Tianyang nodded, his gaze sweeping over the haphazardly laid corpses, then glancing at the direction of the distant mountain ridge.

There was no movement from the stronghold on the other side of the mountain ridge; the Japanese soldiers huddled in their fortifications were clearly terrified.

They didn't even have the courage to come out and take a look.

"How's the loot?"

"The inventory hasn't been finished yet, but it looks like a lot."

Ma Yong turned around and gestured towards the pile of supplies that was being gathered in the center of the valley.

"There were hundreds of Type 38 rifles alone, and quite a few light machine guns as well."

Deng Chen walked over from behind, carrying a military knife.

He stopped in front of Zhou Tianyang, stuck the military knife into the ground, and then straightened up.

"Commander, after this battle, we'll probably have more equipment than a regular regiment."

Zhou Tianyang didn't reply, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

He turned around and shouted in the direction of the group.

"First, gather everything that can be used together."

"Battalion Commander Deng, take your men to inventory the supplies. Take what you can carry, and destroy what you can't."

"Ma Yong, take your men and set up sentry posts at the four corners of the valley. We'll set off only after we've confirmed there are no ambushes around."

They both responded and turned to make the arrangements separately.

The soldiers immediately got to work.

Someone was squatting next to the pile of supplies, counting the number of items.

Zhou Tianyang did not participate in the inventory of supplies.

He walked to an earthen embankment at the entrance to the valley, turned his back to the battlefield, and gazed at the distant, rolling mountains.

Looking out from here, the terrain on the west side of the mountain ridge has begun to flatten out, and the view has become much wider.

Further ahead lies the control area of ​​the 386th Brigade.

After half an hour.

Deng Chen walked quickly over from the pile of supplies.

"Commander, the rough count is complete."

"More than 600 Type 38 rifles, 18 Type 96 light machine guns, and 2 Type 92 heavy machine guns."

"The total number of various types of ammunition is nearly 100,000 rounds."

Zhou Tianyang didn't say anything more.

Deng Chen followed Zhou Tianyang's gaze and looked towards the distant mountains.

"Once we cross this ridge, will we be almost at the territory of our New Second Regiment?"

"Soon."

Zhou Tianyang withdrew his gaze and turned to walk towards the group.

"We should be able to get there before dark."

Deng Chen followed him back to the center of the valley.

The soldiers have completed the initial sorting of supplies, and the items that can be taken have been divided into several large piles.

The loose ammunition and damaged guns that could not be taken away were gathered in one place, ready to be destroyed on the spot.

Ma Yong walked back quickly from the north side of the valley.

"Commander, we've checked the surrounding area, and there's nothing unusual."

"Clean up the battlefield in about ten more minutes."

"We can leave anytime."