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Zhou Tianyang's eyes lit up slightly, and he leaned forward slightly to look at Wang Xiuying.

"Big sister, please speak."

Wang Xiuying did not answer directly.

She lowered her head first, as if organizing her thoughts, then raised her head, her tone resolute.

"You know the 386th Brigade's directly subordinate artillery company, right?"

Zhou Tianyang paused for a moment, then nodded.

Of course he knew.

The 386th Brigade has a directly subordinate artillery company. Although it is called an artillery company, it is not actually equipped with many weapons, just a few mortars.

But that was one of the brigade's most prized assets, and also the brigade commander's most cherished unit.

"Know."

"The artillery company commander is named Tian Guoqiang."

"I used to work in the artillery of the Central Army, and later I joined the Eighth Route Army and followed Lao Chen all the way."

"This guy is technically excellent and has a knack for leading troops, but he's a bit stubborn. Old Chen both loves and hates him."

After Wang Xiuying finished speaking, her gaze fell on Zhou Tianyang's face, waiting for him to process what she had just said.

Zhou Tianyang sat there, his mind already racing.

The company commander of the artillery company directly under the brigade headquarters is technically skilled, knows how to lead troops, has experience, and is a ready-made artillery command officer.

If we could transfer him to the Second New Regiment as the battalion commander of the artillery battalion, then most of the problems with the artillery battalion would be solved.

The problem is that this person is the brigade commander's darling, and the brigade commander is reluctant to let him go.

"Big sister, do you mean I should go to the brigade commander and ask him for the person back?"

Wang Xiuying nodded, her tone still steady, but her eyes held a confident and assured look.

"I understand Lao Chen."

"Although he cherished that artillery company, he valued the overall situation even more."

"Your new 2nd Regiment is going to build an artillery battalion, which will increase the combat effectiveness of the 386th Brigade."

"Old Chen isn't the kind of person who only cares about his own little corner of the world; he'll most likely let them go."

"Besides, you killed two Japanese generals in Shanghai before, and Old Chen is wondering what reward to give you."

"If you bring it up now, he won't be able to refuse."

Zhou Tianyang couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.

He looked at Wang Xiuying, his tone filled with genuine admiration.

"Big sister, you've figured out the brigade commander's background perfectly."

Wang Xiuying smiled, waved her hand, and spoke with the casualness of someone who had been through it all.

"I'm his wife, how could I not know what he's up to?"

"Besides, if your new 2nd Regiment becomes stronger, the 386th Brigade will become stronger, and he'll be overjoyed."

"When Tian Guoqiang arrived at the new Second Regiment, he was still a member of the 386th Brigade, and the artillery battalion's cannons were still used to fight the Japanese."

"He just changed his location and his unit number; he hasn't changed in essence."

Hearing this, Zhou Tianyang already had a good idea of ​​what was going on.

He definitely needed a suitable opportunity and reason to talk to the brigade commander.

Wang Xiuying's words just now gave him a ready-made source of confidence.

It also came with a bargaining chip that the brigade commander couldn't refuse.

"Big sister, your idea is brilliant!"

Zhou Tianyang stood up from the chair and took a few steps around the room.

He turned to look at Wang Xiuying, his tone filled with certainty.

"I'll set up the framework for the artillery battalion first, and then formally establish it once everyone is in place."

"As for the organization of those four infantry battalions, I will arrange it in the next few days. First, I will disperse Deng Chen's men and distribute them to the various battalions."

"Then personnel will be drawn from each battalion to form the fourth battalion."

Wang Xiuying nodded and stood up as well.

She picked up the paper on the table, which was covered with circles and lines, and looked at it again, her eyes filled with seriousness.

"Tianyang, you've taken quite a leap forward with this expansion!"

"Four infantry battalions plus one artillery battalion, a total of 2,500 men, is a large regiment even in our Eighth Route Army."

"It's good that you know what's going on."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and took two steps toward the door.

He turned back to look at Zhou Tianyang, his tone carrying a hint of admonition.

"By the way, when you go to Old Chen to ask for the person back, don't get straight to the point right away."

"First, talk to him about the situation of the new second regiment, let him know that you are seriously planning it, and not just acting on impulse."

"Wait until he's happy to hear it before bringing up the matter of people; then it will be easier to bring it up."

Zhou Tianyang smiled and nodded.

"Don't worry, big sister, I've got it."

Wang Xiuying didn't say anything more.

After a while.

Zhou Tianyang stood at the entrance of the regimental headquarters and called out into the courtyard.

"Correspondent!"

"arrive!"

A soldier ran in from the gate and stood at attention.

"Go and summon Battalion Commanders Zhao Wenlong, Tian Chengjun, and Sun Shengli."

"Go and call Comrade Deng Chen over as well."

"yes!"

The messenger turned and ran, his footsteps quickly disappearing around the corner.

Zhou Tianyang turned around and went back into the house, where he rearranged the sheets of paper covered with circles and lines.

He picked up a pencil and added a few more strokes in a few places.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip of water, leaned back in his chair, and waited for the four to arrive.

Zhao Wenlong was the first to arrive.

He was sweating when he came in, clearly having just run from the training field.

"Commander, you wanted to see me?"

His voice was somewhat urgent, and his gaze quickly swept over the few sheets of paper in front of Zhou Tianyang.

"Please sit down."

Zhou Tianyang pointed to the chair.

Zhao Wenlong sat down in the chair, his gaze still fixed on the papers.

Immediately afterwards, Tian Chengjun walked in.

He walked steadily and nodded to Zhou Tianyang as soon as he entered the room.

Then he quietly sat down next to Zhao Wenlong, his face expressionless, but his gaze was also fixed on those few pieces of paper.

Sun Shengli was the third to arrive.

"Commander!"

He called out as soon as he entered the door.

"What good news?"

"Is war about to break out?"

"sit down."

Zhou Tianyang raised his hand and pressed it down.

Sun Shengli chuckled and sat down next to Tian Chengjun.

Deng Chen was the last to come in.

After entering the room, he glanced at the three people inside before sitting down at the end of the table.

He stood ramrod straight, his hands resting on his knees, his gaze steadily fixed on Zhou Tianyang.

All four of them have arrived.

Zhou Tianyang's gaze swept across their faces one by one.

Then he picked up the few pieces of paper on the table, stood up, walked to the wall, and nailed the paper to the wooden board on the wall.

It was four sheets of paper pieced together, with a clear weaving diagram drawn on them in pencil.

The four circles are arranged in order from left to right.

The battalions are marked as "Infantry Battalion 1, Infantry Battalion 2, Infantry Battalion 3, and Infantry Battalion 4".

Above the four circles is a larger circle, marked with the name of the artillery battalion.

Each circle is marked with brief notes in small print, such as "compilation," "configuration," and "standard."

All four people's eyes fell on the picture at the same time.

The room was quiet for a moment.

Zhao Wenlong spoke first, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Commander, is this the new organizational structure of our Second Regiment?"

"right."

Zhou Tianyang walked back to the table and sat down, placing his hands on the table and scanning the faces of the four people.

"The new Second Regiment now has nearly 2,500 men, but its organization remains the same: three battalions without proper artillery support."

"If this continues, the command system will become increasingly bloated, and the deployment of troops will become inflexible."

"Therefore, I decided to expand the team."

He pointed to the picture on the wall with his finger.

"Four infantry battalions and one artillery battalion."

"Each battalion is organized with 500 men, and five battalions will have a total of 2,500 men."

Zhao Wenlong suddenly stood up.

"Commander, are you saying our new Second Regiment will have five battalions?"

Zhou Tianyang looked at him, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Yes."

Zhao Wenlong slammed his hand on the table.

"OK!"

"With an artillery battalion, our new Second Regiment is the first in the Eighth Route Army to have one!"

Tian Chengjun was not as excited as Zhao Wenlong.

But his gaze remained fixed on the picture, and he remained silent for a moment before speaking.

"Commander, how should we allocate the personnel?"