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

Tian Chengjun sat back down in his chair and closed his eyes.

He was still thinking about those Eighth Route Army soldiers.

Were those Eighth Route Army soldiers specifically there to establish a base area, or were they just passing through?

He thought about it for a long time, but couldn't come up with an answer.

"never mind."

He opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Let's wait for news."

……

Two hours later.

Tian Chengjun sat in the armchair, his eyes fixed on the doorway, his expression growing increasingly grave.

He stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

His steps were neither hurried nor slow, but his brows were furrowed in a knot.

"Big brother."

Li Shengjun sat in the chair next to him, watching him.

"Don't worry, the brothers should be back soon."

Tian Chengjun didn't speak, he just nodded.

Just then.

Hurried footsteps could be heard outside the courtyard.

A figure rushed in from outside the door, panting heavily.

It was the person sent to keep an eye on Liu Feng.

Tian Chengjun suddenly stopped and looked at him.

"What's going on?"

The man gasped for breath several times before he could barely catch his breath.

"Big brother, Liu Feng and his gang are finished."

Tian Chengjun's pupils contracted slightly.

"It's all over."

The man's voice trembled, and his eyes still held lingering fear.

"All 102 people were wiped out by the Eighth Route Army."

Tian Chengjun walked quickly back to the table, put the bowl on it, and sat down.

"Sit down and tell me slowly, starting from the beginning."

The man pulled up a chair, sat down, took a deep breath, and began to explain in detail.

"Brother, as usual, I did this morning..."

"Start from Wolf Valley and keep an eye on Liu Feng and his gang near Black Wind Stronghold."

"Around seven o'clock in the morning, Liu Feng led his men out of the village."

"One hundred and two people, I can count them clearly."

Tian Chengjun listened without interrupting him.

Which road did they take?

"Wazigou".

That person answered crisply and decisively.

"After descending the mountain from Heifengzhai, we went directly into Wazigou."

Tian Chengjun frowned slightly, but did not speak.

I followed behind them, not daring to get too close.

"After they entered Wazigou, they were ambushed by the Eighth Route Army."

"I was lying on the ridge, and I could see it clearly."

"Liu Feng was riding a horse when he was shot in the head and fell off the horse."

"His brains splattered out; he died on the spot."

Upon hearing this, Tian Chengjun's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Then the Eighth Route Army fired seven or eight shots in quick succession, killing all of the dozen or so leaders on horseback."

"One shot, one kill; every shot a headshot; not a single shot missed."

The Hall of Gathering Righteousness fell silent.

Tian Chengjun's expression didn't change much.

However, the frequency of his fingers tapping lightly on the table increased significantly.

"and then?"

"Immediately afterwards, gunshots rang out on the southern slope of Wazigou."

The man continued.

The fear in his voice grew stronger.

"A dense barrage of gunfire, at least a hundred people firing at the same time."

"They beat Liu Feng's group at the bottom of the ditch until they cried and howled like wolves."

"The Eighth Route Army had long been blocking the mouth and end of the gully. If you tried to run forward, you were driven back; if you tried to run backward, you were driven back."

"There were gunshots all around, in all directions, and nowhere to run."

Tian Chengjun's fingers stopped tapping.

"How long did it last?"

"Less than twenty minutes."

The person's voice was very low.

"All one hundred and two bandits were killed; not one escaped."

"What about the Eighth Route Army?"

"What about the casualties?"

The person thought for a moment and then shook their head.

"I didn't see any Eighth Route Army soldiers injured."

"After they finished fighting, they came down from the south slope and began to clean up the battlefield."

"I counted, there were more than eighty people coming down from the south slope, plus those at the mouth and end of the gully, making a total of more than one hundred and twenty people."

"More than 120 men fought against 102 bandits with zero casualties."

Tian Chengjun took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Annihilated.

This is not something an ordinary military unit could do.

"When we were cleaning up the battlefield, I saw the officer who was leading their team."

"Very young, in his early twenties, wearing a gray military uniform and carrying a long gun wrapped in cloth."

"He stood at the bottom of the ditch, directing the Eighth Route Army soldiers to clean up the battlefield."

Tian Chengjun's gaze shifted slightly.

"And then what?"

"They loaded the captured supplies onto mule carts and buried the bandits' bodies in a pile."

"Then a group of people, about thirty or so, drove mule carts and led horses westward."

"The remaining seventy-odd people, led by that young officer, headed towards Black Wind Stronghold."

Tian Chengjun's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Did they go to Black Wind Stronghold?"

"right."

The man nodded.

"I followed them and went to Black Wind Stronghold."

"We arrived at Black Wind Village around 11 a.m.

"They split into two groups, one of which launched a feint attack from the front, and there were about fifty of them."

"The other group consisted of only about twenty people. They circled around to the side of the village and made their way up the mountain along a small path."

"The bandits in the village have all been drawn to the front."

"Those twenty or so people from the back mountain sneaked into the village."

"Attacked from both sides, the bandits were completely thrown into chaos."

"Some surrendered, some wanted to run, but there was nowhere to run."

"Black Wind Stronghold was captured in less than two hours."

That person said this.

He picked up the bowl on the table, took a big gulp of water, and moistened his throat.

"Brother, guess how many people died on the Eighth Route Army's side this time?"

Tian Chengjun looked at him.

"Zero casualties."

The person held up two fingers.

"From the feint attack on the front to the surprise attack on the rear mountain, from the opening of the guns to the capture of the village, the Eighth Route Army suffered zero casualties."

The Hall of Gathering Righteousness fell completely silent.

Tian Chengjun remained silent, as did Li Shengjun.

Tian Chengjun leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

In my mind, I began to deduce the scenario.

More than 120 people, the strength of a company.

First, they ambushed and annihilated all 102 of Liu Feng's bandits with zero casualties.

Then came the assault, and Black Wind Stronghold was captured with zero casualties.

This level of combat capability is unmatched by ordinary troops.

He opened his eyes and looked at the person giving the report.

"Did you see clearly?"

"Are you sure it's the Eighth Route Army?"

"Look carefully."

The man nodded vigorously.

"Wearing gray cloth military uniforms and carrying long rifles."

"Brother, the discipline of the Eighth Route Army is unmatched by the National Revolutionary Army."

Tian Chengjun was silent for a moment, then asked again.

Do you know their unit number?

"have no idea."

The person shook their head.

"I didn't hear anyone call out the unit number, I only heard someone call out 'regimental commander,' and that young officer was the regimental commander."

"Commander?"

Tian Chengjun frowned.

A regimental commander of over 120 people?

A regiment must have at least a thousand people, right?

More than 120 people, at most a company.

What should I call the regimental commander?

"Could it be a newly formed unit that hasn't been fully recruited yet?"

Li Shengjun chimed in from the side.

Tian Chengjun nodded without saying anything.

That's possible.

The Eighth Route Army expanded rapidly behind enemy lines, often with a company commander leading dozens of men out.

A group can be formed in just a few months.

It's not uncommon to have a unit number but not all the personnel yet.

"Brother, there's one more thing."

The man's expression changed slightly.

"What is it?"

"When I was lying on the ridge, the young officer of the Eighth Route Army suddenly glanced in my direction."

Tian Chengjun's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Did he find you?"

"have no idea."

The person shook their head.

He looked at it for a few seconds, then turned his head away.

"But I always felt that he might have discovered me."

"They just ignored me."

Tian Chengjun's face darkened.

If that's the case, then this young officer is much more capable than he imagined.

They noticed someone was watching, but didn't alert them or take any action; they just continued doing what they were doing.