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

Li Yunlong's mouth was open.

His eyes were wide open, like copper bells.

He turned his head and looked at Zhou Tianyang.

Zhou Tianyang remained calm, his hands in his pockets, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Zhou Xiaogui, are these all your people?"

Li Yunlong's voice was somewhat hoarse, and the smugness on his face had vanished without a trace.

"Um."

Zhou Tianyang nodded, speaking casually.

"One battalion, more than 350 people."

"Including the platoon stationed at Black Wind Stronghold, there are about four hundred people."

Li Yunlong's Adam's apple bobbed, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

He turned around and looked at the marching column that was still moving forward.

At the very front of the line, Zhao Wenlong was sweating profusely.

After the group ran past, the threshing ground fell silent.

Li Yunlong stood there, silent for a long while.

Then, he squatted down, picked up the cigarette butt that had fallen to the ground, and put it back in his mouth.

He struck a match, lit it, and took a deep drag.

"Damn it."

He cursed, but it's unclear who he was cursing at.

"Zhou kid, you've outdone me again."

Zhou Tianyang smiled.

"Old Li, didn't you say we had to learn from you to build a team?"

Li Yunlong's face turned red, from the base of his neck all the way to his ears.

"I was just being modest, don't you understand?"

He held his neck stiffly, like a stubborn donkey that refused to bow its head.

But his voice clearly lacked confidence.

Zhou Tianyang didn't expose him, but just patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go inside and talk."

The two walked back into the house one after the other and sat down again.

Li Yunlong put a cigarette in his mouth, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh.

"Zhou brat, tell me the truth, what exactly did you do?"

"It's only been a few days, and you've already gathered over three hundred people?"

Zhou Tianyang picked up his teacup and took a sip of water.

"Incorporated."

Li Yunlong was taken aback.

"To incorporate?"

"The bandits of Wild Wolf Valley number over a hundred."

Zhou Tianyang spoke slowly and deliberately.

"They were all former defeated soldiers, had fought the Japanese, had seen blood, and were from regular troops."

Li Yunlong's eyes widened.

"Is that the Wild Wolf Valley led by that Nationalist army battalion commander?"

"You recruited them?"

"yes."

Li Yunlong remained silent for a moment.

Then he slammed his hand on the table.

"Damn it, how come I didn't think of that!"

He stood up and paced back and forth in the room, his steps hurried and heavy.

"I've known about a hundred or so people in Wild Wolf Valley for a long time."

"I've heard of Tian Chengjun too."

"He's a regular army soldier, a good candidate for fighting the Japanese."

"I've always wanted to find an opportunity to incorporate them, but I haven't had the chance yet."

He stopped and turned to look at Zhou Tianyang.

"You little rascal, you managed to recruit them without making a sound."

Zhou Tianyang smiled.

"Old Li, didn't you just say that?"

"When it comes to building a team, you can't just wait around; you have to take the initiative."

Li Yunlong was speechless; he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

He walked back to the table, sat down, and stubbed out his cigarette on the edge of the table.

"Fine, you win."

He paused, then added.

"But let me tell you, this is only temporary."

"Once I take over those bandit strongholds around the New First Regiment, the New First Regiment will definitely surpass your New Second Regiment."

Zhou Tianyang nodded.

"Okay, I'll wait."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After laughing, Li Yunlong's expression turned serious.

He pulled his chair forward and lowered his voice.

"Zhou Xiaogui, I'm not here today just to brag to you."

"There's more important business to attend to."

Zhou Tianyang looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

Li Yunlong took a piece of paper out of his pocket and spread it on the table.

It was a hand-drawn topographical map.

It's drawn much more crudely than Zhou Tianyang's.

But the key locations are all clearly marked.

"This morning, the scouts I sent out discovered something."

He tapped his finger on the map.

"You know Liu Family Fortress, right?"

Zhou Tianyang's gaze fell on that spot.

"I know, half a squad of Japanese soldiers, thirty or forty men."

"right."

Li Yunlong nodded.

"But this morning, things were different."

"The scouts discovered that a company of Japanese soldiers was escorting a shipment of supplies and resting at the Liujiabao stronghold."

Zhou Tianyang frowned slightly.

"A squadron?"

"Not only that."

Li Yunlong shook his head, his expression turning serious.

"Not an ordinary squadron, but a reinforced squadron."

"More than 300 people, nearly 100 more than a regular squadron."

Zhou Tianyang narrowed his eyes slightly.

A reinforced squadron of over three hundred men.

This was quite unusual in the Japanese army.

Are you sure?

"Sure."

Li Yunlong nodded.

"The scouts counted several times; there were definitely more than three hundred of them."

"And they were escorting ten truckloads of supplies—ten truckloads!"

He stretched out both hands and spread all ten fingers.

Zhou Tianyang's eyes lit up.

"What supplies?"

"I don't know."

Li Yunlong shook his head.

"The trucks were all covered with tarpaulins, so you couldn't see what was inside."

"But the tire tracks were very deep, so it must have been a heavy object."

"It could be ammunition, it could be food, or it could be both."

Zhou Tianyang stared at the map, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

A reinforced company, more than 300 Japanese soldiers, and ten truckloads of supplies.

This is more than twice the size of the last transport team.

"Old Li, which direction did they come from?"

"Where to?"

"They came from the east, so they must have come from the direction of the county town."

Li Yunlong's finger moved across the map.

"Head west, towards our area."

"Westward?"

Zhou Tianyang's gaze fell on the map again.

"The west is our territory, and further west is the heart of our base."

"right."

Li Yunlong nodded, his tone becoming serious.

"Therefore, I suspect that this batch of supplies was sent to the Japanese troops at the front."

"The Japanese army's nine-pronged attack continues."

"Their frontline troops need ammunition, food, and medicine."

"This batch of supplies is likely intended for the front lines."

Zhou Tianyang didn't speak, his mind racing.

A reinforced company of Japanese soldiers, more than 300 men, and ten truckloads of supplies.

This is a big piece of fat meat.

Last time, five trucks seized five hundred rifles, twenty thousand rounds of ammunition, one thousand hand grenades, and five thousand kilograms of grain.

This time there are ten trucks.

The supplies have at least doubled.

If we can acquire this batch of supplies.

The new Second Regiment will have a much stronger financial foundation.

It's not only enough for our own use, but it can also support the brigade headquarters.

"Old Li, what do you mean?"

Zhou Tianyang raised his head and looked at Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong's eyes gleamed.

That's the kind of light that only appears when a hunter has his sights set on his prey.

"What I mean is, let's fucking do it."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word he spoke was firm and resounding.

"A reinforced company of Japanese soldiers, more than 300 men, and together our two companies have 600 men."

"Our troop strength is twice that of theirs, and their equipment is not inferior."

"If we can choose a good ambush location, our chances of winning are very high."

Zhou Tianyang remained silent.

My fingers continued to tap lightly on the table.

Li Yunlong looked at him, waiting for him to make a statement.

After a long while, Zhou Tianyang finally spoke.

"Old Li, you said they're resting at the Liujiabao stronghold right now?"

"right."

"When are we leaving?"

"I really don't know."

Li Yunlong shook his head.

"But according to the Japanese soldiers' custom, they rest for a day and a night."

"The most likely scenario is that we'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."

Zhou Tianyang's gaze fell on the map.

Move westward along Liujiabao.

To the west of Liujiabao is a highway.

On both sides of the highway are continuous mountains and ravines.

There are many places suitable for ambushes.

"Old Li, you're familiar with the terrain around here, do you know any suitable places?"

Li Yunlong stood up and walked to the wall.

He pointed to the larger map on Zhou Tianyang's wall.

"Look here."

His finger pointed to a spot.

"Fifteen miles west of Wild Wolf Valley, there is a ravine that the locals call Broken Soul Ravine."

"That ditch isn't long, maybe four or five hundred meters."

"But the slopes on both sides are very steep and covered with shrubs, providing excellent concealment."

"The highway cuts through the bottom of the ditch, making it an essential route for the Japanese invaders."

Zhou Tianyang stared at that spot.

I started sketching out the terrain in my mind.

"Soul-Severing Ravine?"