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

"have!"

The voices of more than two thousand people rang out simultaneously in the threshing ground.

Zhou Tianyang nodded, then his voice deepened.

"Comrades, this battle is not against bandits or puppet troops, but a head-on confrontation with a regular Japanese regiment."

"You must remember, on the battlefield, victory is only achieved by fighting alive."

"After each battalion departs, it shall proceed according to plan and respond flexibly to any unforeseen circumstances."

He paused after speaking, then raised his voice a few decibels.

"Set off!"

The five battalion commanders turned around at the same time and shouted orders to their respective teams.

The threshing ground came alive instantly.

More than two thousand people turned around at the same time and, led by their respective battalion commanders, formed neat ranks.

Zhou Tianyang strode back to the regimental headquarters courtyard.

He pushed open the door and went into the inner room, picked up the sniper rifle wrapped in old cloth from the inside of the bed, slung it over his shoulder, and then turned and walked out of the room.

In the courtyard, Ma Yong was leading thirty soldiers from the guard platoon, all lined up and waiting, each carrying a gun and fully prepared for battle.

All eyes were on Zhou Tianyang, waiting for him to give the order to depart.

Zhou Tianyang walked to the front of the line, his gaze sweeping over the thirty faces, and then he spoke.

"Ma Yong, you stay here with the guard platoon and keep an eye on the house."

Ma Yong paused for a moment, then took half a step forward.

"Commander, aren't we going?"

"right."

"That won't do!"

Ma Yong panicked.

"Commander, the guard platoon's mission is to protect your safety. If you don't let us follow, we..."

"Ma Yong, listen to me."

Zhou Tianyang interrupted him, his tone calm but not open to discussion.

"This battle was an ambush, not a siege."

"My command position is near the artillery position, not on the front line."

"It's more important for you to stay here and take care of the family than to come with me to the front lines."

"The supplies for the new Second Regiment are all here, and we need a reliable person to guard them."

Ma Yong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But seeing Zhou Tianyang's expression, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

He was silent for a few seconds, then nodded vigorously.

"Don't worry, Commander, I will take good care of the base."

Zhou Tianyang patted him on the shoulder and turned to walk towards the village entrance.

I had only taken a few steps when I heard a voice behind me.

"Tianyang, stop right there."

Zhou Tianyang stopped and turned around.

Wang Xiuying was walking briskly out of the courtyard next to the regimental headquarters.

She walked up to Zhou Tianyang, glanced at him, and then spoke.

"I'll go with you."

Zhou Tianyang was stunned.

"Big sister, what did you say?"

I said I'd go with you.

Wang Xiuying spoke calmly, as if she were stating something perfectly natural.

"Is there a problem with the political commissar going to the front lines with the troops?"

"There's a problem, of course there's a problem!"

Zhou Tianyang's voice rose a few decibels.

"Big sister, you can't go!"

"Bullets have no eyes on the battlefield. What if something happens to you? How am I supposed to explain it to the brigade commander?"

"How are we going to explain this to the entire regiment?"

Wang Xiuying looked at him, her eyes showing neither anger nor willfulness, but only a kind of resolute determination after careful consideration.

"Tianyang, I'm not going to the front lines to fight."

"I am the political commissar. In battle, the generals are in front, and the political commissars are behind."

"Big sister, you're right, the political commissar should indeed be on the battlefield."

Zhou Tianyang's voice was still anxious, but his tone was a few degrees deeper than before.

"But not this battle."

"I assure you that after this battle, no matter the outcome, I will send someone to report to you immediately."

"What you need to do now is to stay at the regimental headquarters and keep an eye on the rear."

"This is what you should be doing most."

Wang Xiuying remained silent for a moment, her gaze lingering on his face for quite a while.

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly nodded.

"Okay, I'll stay and watch the house."

Zhou Tianyang turned and strode towards the village entrance, without looking back.

He walked briskly south along the dirt road.

Wang Xiuying watched his figure gradually disappear into the distance, until it vanished completely among the distant mountain shadows and bushes.

She then withdrew her gaze and turned to walk towards the regimental headquarters.

……

Not long after.

Zhou Tianyang caught up with the main group.

The team quickly advanced southwest along the mountain road.

Zhou Tianyang quickened his pace, passed through the middle of the group, and soon arrived at Zhao Wenlong's side.

When Zhao Wenlong saw him catch up, he turned his head and asked a question.

"Commander, has the political commissar made the arrangements?"

"It's all arranged; she'll stay at the regimental headquarters."

Zhao Wenlong nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

He glanced back at the line behind him, then looked back, his tone serious.

"Commander, I'm thinking, should we make the harassment mission in Filter Valley a little more detailed?"

"you say."

Zhou Tianyang slowed his pace and walked alongside him.

"I plan to fire a few shots at the entrance to the north side of the valley to make the vanguard of the Japanese troops think there is an ambush ahead."

Zhao Wenlong gestured with his hand.

"When they stop to scout, I'll send a few more teams to infiltrate the middle of the valley from the flank and create a bigger commotion."

"Let them think that our main force is hiding on the slopes on both sides of the valley."

"This will make them spend more time clearing the slopes, and they definitely won't be able to cross the valley before dark."

Zhou Tianyang thought for a moment and nodded.

"Yes, but we can't linger in the fight."

"Once the Japanese artillery fire begins to cover both sides of the valley, regardless of whether the expected delaying effect has been achieved, retreat immediately."

"Don't risk a soldier's life just to buy a few more minutes."

Zhao Wenlong responded with a sound of agreement and then remained silent.

The group walked for another half hour or so.

The terrain ahead began to change.

The once relatively gentle mountain road gradually narrowed, and the slopes on both sides became increasingly steep.

The bushes grew denser, obstructing the view more and more.

Zhou Tianyang stopped and stood on a protruding rock, looking into the distance.

About two miles ahead.

The narrow valley was already faintly visible.

Filter valley.

He watched for a while, then looked away, jumped off the rock, and turned to shout to the group behind him.

"Attention all battalions!"

"Rest here for ten minutes!"

After the order was passed down.

The group stopped one after another along the two-mile-long mountain road.

The soldiers put down their packs and sat down to rest on the stones and grass by the roadside. Some opened their water bottles to drink water, while others untied their leg wraps to loosen their legs.

No one spoke, no one whispered, everyone quietly went about their own business.

Zhou Tianyang walked forward along the line.

We stopped at a spot with a relatively open view and looked back towards the valley.

Zhao Wenlong followed behind him and stood beside him, also looking in that direction.

"The filter valley is narrower than I expected."

Zhao Wenlong's voice carried a sense of judgment based on observation.

"The narrowest part may only be a few dozen meters wide, and the slopes on both sides exceed sixty degrees."

"If I were Koichi Abe, I would also be worried about this kind of terrain."

Zhou Tianyang did not respond.

He stood there, his gaze slowly moving along the contours of the valley.

From the entrance, you can see the exit; from the valley floor, you can see the tops of the slopes on both sides.

He mentally reviewed the entire terrain again to make sure he hadn't missed anything.

"Wenlong, take a battalion to the entrance of the Filter Valley and find a place to lie in ambush."

Zhou Tianyang turned around and his gaze fell on Zhao Wenlong's face.

"Don't get too close; stay outside the Japanese reconnaissance range."

"We'll make our move when their vanguard is almost inside the valley."

"Remember, your mission is to delay, not to inflict damage."

Zhao Wenlong nodded.

"Don't worry, Commander, I know what I'm doing."

He turned and walked towards the direction of the First Battalion.