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

Zhou Tianyang picked up the pencil on the table.

He began sketching out the deployment plan for the early morning attack on a blank sheet of paper.

Less than ten minutes.

Hurried footsteps could be heard outside the courtyard.

Zhao Wenlong was the first to rush in.

Then Tian Chengjun walked in.

Sun Shengli strode into the courtyard, followed by Deng Chen and Tian Guoqiang.

Five people gathered around the stone table, their eyes all fixed on the rapidly forming deployment map in Zhou Tianyang's hand.

Zhou Tianyang didn't look up, and continued drawing while speaking.

"At four o'clock tomorrow morning, the New 2nd Regiment, the New 1st Regiment, and the 772nd Regiment will encircle the Japanese 69th Regiment."

"The Second New Regiment will be responsible for the main attack, first using artillery fire, then the infantry will advance."

He put down his pencil and looked up at the five people.

"Zhao Wenlong, you lead the first battalion at the forefront. After the shelling ends, be the first to charge. The objective is to break through the Japanese camp's frontal defenses."

"Tian Chengjun, the Second Battalion will follow behind the First Battalion, responsible for expanding the breakthrough and spreading out to both flanks."

"Sun Shengli, the Third Battalion is the reserve force. If reinforcements are needed at the front, you are ready to step in at any time."

"Deng Chen, the Fourth Battalion is responsible for guarding the flanks and preventing the Japanese from breaking out from the flanks."

"Tian Guoqiang, the artillery battalion will have its artillery ready at 4:00 AM tomorrow. Wait for my order to fire."

The five people spoke almost simultaneously.

"yes!"

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

"Time is of the essence. Each battalion must return and prepare immediately, and assemble at the threshing ground at 1 a.m."

The five people turned around and strode out of the courtyard.

Zhou Tianyang's gaze fell once again on the newly drawn deployment map.

One o'clock in the morning.

At the threshing ground in Lijia Yu, 2,500 soldiers of the New Second Regiment stood in formation.

The four infantry battalions were arranged in square formations from east to west.

The artillery battalion's twenty mortars have completed their final checks on the west side of the threshing ground.

Zhou Tianyang walked to the front of the line.

His gaze swept over those faces one by one, he remained silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"Comrades, we just won a battle yesterday."

"Now, another victory awaits us."

"The Japanese 69th Regiment was just a few dozen miles away. Three regiments surrounded them, and the New 2nd Regiment launched the main attack."

"After this battle, the Japanese 31st Brigade will be completely disbanded."

"Set off."

Two thousand five hundred people formed two columns and advanced rapidly southwestward along the mountain road in the darkness.

Zhou Tianyang walked in the middle of the group.

His steps were light and steady, his gaze always fixed on the night ahead.

The new Second Regiment is advancing towards a new battlefield.

at the same time.

The 772th Regiment's headquarters.

Cheng Shifa stood on a makeshift earthen platform in the threshing ground, with more than two thousand soldiers standing in front of him.

Cheng Shifa did not rush to speak.

His gaze swept over those faces one by one.

The 772nd Regiment is different from what it was six months ago.

After Commander Ye sacrificed his life.

When he took over the regiment, there were less than two thousand men left. Morale was low, equipment was incomplete, and even the soldiers' eyes were unfocused.

He rose from battalion commander of the second battalion to regimental commander, taking each step firmly and steadily.

Later, the brigade headquarters reassigned the Type 38 rifles and Type 96 machine guns that had been replaced by the New 2nd Regiment to the 772nd Regiment.

He distributed the equipment to the companies that needed it most.

He led his soldiers in several more battles, gradually restoring morale.

The two thousand-plus people standing in front of him now are a mix of the old guard and newly recruited soldiers from the 772nd Regiment.

Although not as fully equipped as the 2,500 men of the New Second Regiment.

Their equipment was also not as advanced as the American-made equipment of the New Second Regiment.

However, within the 386th Brigade, the 772nd Regiment remains a veteran main force regiment.

We have fought tough battles, witnessed bloodshed, and weathered the most difficult moments.

Cheng Shifa cleared his throat and spoke.

"Comrades, at dawn this morning, we will join forces with two other regiments to encircle the Japanese 69th Regiment."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the queue.

"The new 2nd Regiment will launch a frontal assault, the new 1st Regiment will flank from the south, and our 772nd Regiment will advance from the north."

"Three directions, three knives, simultaneously stabbing into the heart of the Japanese."

"I, Cheng Shifa, am not good at saying nice things. You all know that I'm not good with words."

His voice was still not loud.

"But I want to tell you that we are not fighting this battle for the sake of winning, but to let the Japanese know."

"This territory is not a place they can come and go as they please."

He paused for a moment, then continued.

"The 107th Regiment has been wiped out by the New 2nd Regiment."

"The 69th Regiment is right under our noses. Three regiments are surrounding him. If we let him escape, where will our 772nd Regiment put our face?"

A very soft laugh came from the crowd, which quickly dissipated in the night breeze.

But that laugh made Cheng Shifa's lips curve slightly.

"Each battalion shall proceed to its designated position as planned."

"At exactly four o'clock in the morning, the sound of artillery fire from the Second New Regiment was the signal."

"As soon as the cannons fire, we'll advance from the north, block the Japanese retreat, and leave no one behind."

His gaze swept over the entire team again.

"Set off."

The team moved silently.

More than two thousand people lined up in two columns and advanced northward along the mountain road in the night.

at the same time.

The new regiment's headquarters.

Li Yunlong's gaze fell on the more than seven hundred soldiers on the threshing ground.

He single-handedly raised the more than 700 people in the new regiment.

When he left the 772nd Regiment, he led more than a hundred men. Later, he recruited more soldiers, upgraded his equipment, and carried out ambushes, gradually working his way up to where he is today.

Although it cannot compare to the size of the new Second Regiment, nor to the old foundation of the 772nd Regiment.

But these seven hundred-plus men were all soldiers personally trained by Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong stood in the center of the threshing ground, looking directly at the soldiers.

Comrades.

"I'm not going to waste my breath on the battle we fought this morning."

"I'll just say this: the Second New Regiment just won a great victory, annihilating an entire Japanese regiment."

"The 772nd Regiment is a veteran main force; they've done a lot of work fighting the Japanese head-on."

"Our new First Regiment can't compare to the 772nd Regiment in terms of history, and it can't compare to the new Second Regiment in terms of equipment."

"But there's one thing: we're no worse than any other regiment."

The line remained quiet.

"Our new regiment now has guns in its hands, bullets on its waist, and military uniforms on its body."

"These things were won through fighting, captured, and fought against the Japanese devils!"

"The soldiers of the New First Regiment are fearless on the battlefield."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over those faces, and his voice rose a few decibels.

"Set off!"

More than 700 people moved silently, quickly traversing southward along the mountain road in the darkness.

Li Yunlong walked at the very front of the group, taking long and fast strides.

The soldiers followed closely behind him.

Three teams, moving in three directions, are rapidly advancing towards the same goal under the cover of night.