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

The two questions are sharper than the last.

Li Yunlong's face turned red.

The redness started from the base of his neck and went all the way to his ears.

He wanted to argue, but his lips trembled several times.

But no sound came out.

Can Li Yunlong be controlled by Blind Cheng?

How could Li Yunlong possibly take Cheng Shifa seriously?

They argued more than once during meetings at the regimental headquarters, and on several occasions they almost came to blows.

If Blind Cheng really becomes the regimental commander.

If Li Yunlong were still in the First Battalion, then the 772nd Regiment would never have peace.

They have a small argument every three days and a big fight every five days.

With Cheng the Blind's temper, how could he possibly tolerate not filing a complaint?

Can the brigade commander tolerate this?

Li Yunlong isn't stupid.

He just didn't want to think in that direction.

At this moment, Zhou Tianyang continued:

"So, Old Li!"

"You need to be mentally prepared!"

Li Yunlong stood there, stunned.

Zhou Tianyang's words were like a bucket of cold water, chilling him to the bone.

"Zhou Xiaogui, what are you saying?"

Li Yunlong's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Have you heard something?"

Zhou Tianyang shook his head.

"No, I've been recovering from my injury. What could I possibly have heard?"

"It's just speculation."

Li Yunlong slowly sat back down on the stool.

Silent for a long time.

He suddenly spoke, his voice very low, as if talking to himself.

"Back in the day, Blind Cheng was one of my soldiers!"

These words were spoken softly, yet they carried an unspeakable sense of frustration.

Zhou Tianyang did not respond.

He knew which past event Li Yunlong was referring to.

1932, during the Red Army period.

Li Yunlong was already the commander of a regiment of the Fourth Front Army.

Cheng Shifa was still serving as a company commander under him.

In terms of seniority and military achievements, Li Yunlong far surpasses Cheng Shifa.

But then what?

During the Long March, the troops ran out of food.

Li Yunlong led a company of soldiers and acted without authorization.

They obtained more than ten shi (a unit of dry measure) of grain from the local chieftain's granary.

It saved the lives of the entire group.

However, he was given a major demerit for this and was demoted from regimental commander to a low-ranking soldier.

the reason is simple.

Without approval from higher authorities, they arbitrarily used the supplies of local ethnic armed forces.

This affected the relationship between the Red Army and ethnic minorities.

Li Yunlong went from being a regimental commander to an ordinary soldier, starting from scratch.

Climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands, he carried his gun and walked in the ranks, surrounded by soldiers who had once obeyed his orders.

Cheng Shifa was already a deputy battalion commander at that time.

When you see Li Yunlong, you have to salute him and call him "Old Regiment Commander".

But what happened next?

Li Yunlong slowly rose again.

From squad leader to platoon leader, from platoon leader to company commander, and from company commander all the way to regimental commander.

The Red Army was reorganized into the Eighth Route Army, and its organization was reduced. He went from being a regimental commander to a battalion commander.

Cheng Shifa, too, rose step by step, from company commander to battalion commander, never missing a single step.

Now, the two are on the same side.

In fact, Cheng Shifa might even be one step ahead of him.

"Damn it!"

Li Yunlong cursed fiercely.

Zhou Tianyang looked at him but did not try to persuade him.

He knew that at this moment, Li Yunlong didn't need comfort, but rather to figure things out on his own.

Silent for a long time.

The only sound in the ward was Li Yunlong's heavy breathing.

He smoked one cigarette after another.

Several cigarette butts had already accumulated on the ground.

Finally, Li Yunlong raised his head.

That surge of anger had subsided.

Instead.

It was a calmness that Zhou Tianyang had never seen before.

"Zhou Xiaogui".

Li Yunlong's voice returned to its usual rough and rugged tone.

"Tell me the truth."

"What do you think I should do?"

Zhou Tianyang looked at him and secretly admired him.

No wonder they've crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Emotions rise quickly, but also subside quickly.

This kind of mental fortitude is not something that ordinary people possess.

"Old Li."

Zhou Tianyang carefully considered his words.

"There's only one thing we can do now."

"wait."

Li Yunlong frowned.

"wait?"

Zhou Tianyang nodded.

"The appointments made by the brigade commander are not something we can control."

"Going to the brigade commander to make a scene or to the political commissar will not only be useless, but will also make things worse."

"People will say that you, Li Yunlong, don't care about the big picture, and you might not even be able to keep your battalion commander position."

Li Yunlong remained silent.

He knew Zhou Tianyang was right.

But the feeling of frustration in my heart was something I just couldn't suppress.

"So we're just going to wait like this?"

He asked, somewhat unwillingly.

Zhou Tianyang spoke calmly.

"We can't just sit here and wait."

"Just continue doing what you were doing before."

"Lead your troops well and fight your battles well."

"No matter who is the commander, no matter where you go, the soldiers under your command are the most important thing."

That's very true.

Li Yunlong nodded.

"you're right."

"If I don't have any soldiers, then I'm truly doomed."

He stood up and took a few steps around the ward.

Suddenly, she turned around and looked at Zhou Tianyang.

"Hey kid, when did you become so composed?"

You weren't like this before.

Zhou Tianyang smiled.

"People always need to make some progress."

Li Yunlong stared at him for a few seconds.

Suddenly he grinned.

"good!"

"You're much better than Blind Cheng!"

He fell silent as soon as he finished speaking.

Blind Cheng.

These two words sound particularly jarring now.

"Alright, you should focus on recovering."

Li Yunlong put on his hat.

"I'm going back to camp."

"No matter what the higher-ups decide, the battles that need to be fought still need to be fought."

After saying that, he strode away.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away in the corridor.

……

at the same time.

386th Brigade Headquarters.

Inside a simple mud-brick house.

Brigade Commander Chen sat at the table, his brows furrowed.

A casualty report was placed on the table.

772st Regiment.

Commander Ye sacrificed his life.

The deputy commander was seriously injured.

The chief of staff sustained minor injuries.

All three battalion commanders are still alive, but the troops have suffered heavy losses and morale has been dampened.

"Old Wang, tell me."

Brigade Commander Chen raised his head and looked at the political commissar sitting opposite him.

"Who should be appointed as the commander of the 772nd Regiment?"

Political Commissar Wang is also a veteran of the Red Army, having come all the way from the Long March.

Hearing this, he didn't rush to answer.

Instead, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of water.

"Brigade Commander, do you have someone in mind?"

Brigade Commander Chen tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"The three battalion commanders each have their own strengths and weaknesses."

You mean Li Yunlong?

He paused.

"He's a master at fighting."

"But this kid is too much of a troublemaker."

"How many times did you disobey orders last year? Three times? Four times?"

"If I hadn't won every time, I would have taken him down long ago!"

Political Commissar Wang smiled.

"Li Yunlong is indeed a troublemaker."

"But you can't deny that he's really capable."

"Qigeng Village, Shentou Ridge, Xiangtangpu—in which battle didn't he make a name for himself?"

Brigade Commander Chen nodded.

"I admit, he's capable."

"Being a regimental commander isn't just about being good at fighting."

"We must consider the overall situation and have a sense of organization and discipline."

"Li Yunlong is far inferior in this respect."

Political Commissar Wang did not refute this.

He knew the brigade commander was telling the truth.

"What about Cheng Shifa?"

He asked tentatively.

Brigade Commander Chen thought for a moment.

"Cheng Shifa, be more cautious."

"They have strong execution skills; they do whatever their superiors tell them to do without fail."

He also has a knack for leading troops; the Second Battalion is quite effective in combat under his command.

"but!"

He paused, seemingly considering his words.

"But Cheng Shifa lacks a bit of flair in battle."

"It's decent, it won't make any mistakes, but it won't stand out either."

Political Commissar Wang nodded.

"That's definitely true."

"What about Zhou Tianyang?"

When Brigade Commander Chen heard this name, his brows furrowed even more.

"Zhou Tianyang is young, energetic, and quick-witted."

"Moreover, this kid never disobeys orders; he's a commander you can trust."

"But..."

He then changed the subject.

He's only twenty years old.

"The 772nd Regiment is a main force regiment. Is it appropriate to appoint a twenty-year-old as its commander?"

Political Commissar Wang remained silent for a while.

"Brigadier, I don't entirely agree with what you said."

"Although Zhou Tianyang is young, he is quite experienced."

He joined the army at the age of twelve and became a company commander at the age of sixteen.

"During the Long March, he led a company to cover the entire regiment's breakout and made great contributions."

"He was already the regimental commander before the reorganization."

"Later, when the Eighth Route Army was reorganized..."

"He rose from regimental commander to battalion commander; his abilities speak for themselves."

Brigade Commander Chen nodded.

"I know all of that."

I'm not saying he can't do it.

"I mean, he's only twenty, too young."

"Some of the company commanders and platoon leaders below him are ten or twenty years older than him."

"Can you accept his advice?"

Political Commissar Wang thought for a moment and then spoke slowly.

"Whether you submit or not depends not on age, but on your ability."

"Zhou Tianyang's military achievements over the past few years are no less than theirs."

"Moreover, he has a solid work style, and the soldiers have a high opinion of him."

"Youth is not the problem; the problem is whether you can command respect."

Brigade Commander Chen fell silent again.

three people.

Each has its own advantages and disadvantages.