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

The next morning.

Before dawn, the roosters in Lijia Yu hadn't even crowed their first song.

The threshing ground was already full of people.

Three hundred soldiers stood in neat rows, completely silent.

Zhou Tianyang stood at the front of the line.

His gaze swept across the faces of the soldiers.

Zhao Wenlong stood at the front of the line, carrying a Type 38 rifle on his back.

Tian Chengjun stood at the front of the first company's ranks.

Gu Tianhua and Liu Zhiyong stood in front of their respective companies, their eyes gleaming.

Three hundred people, three hundred Type 38 rifles.

Each person received 120 bullets and four hand grenades.

Bring all the necessary dry food and water.

Comrades.

Zhou Tianyang spoke, but his voice was not loud.

But it was especially clear in the stillness of the early morning.

"Today's battle is against the Japanese, a reinforced company of over three hundred men."

His gaze swept across the entire room.

"The marksmanship and tactics you've practiced these past few days will all be put to use on the battlefield today."

He paused, then raised his voice a few decibels.

"Set off!"

Zhao Wenlong turned around and waved his hand.

"First Battalion, keep up!"

The group of three hundred people was arranged in two columns.

They marched out of Lijia Yu in a grand procession.

The soldiers carried their guns and marched in unison.

Footsteps echoed along the quiet mountain path.

Zhou Tianyang walked in the middle of the group, his steps light and his expression calm.

He chose a high vantage point on the north slope as his sniping position.

That spot offers the best view, with the entire Broken Soul Ravine laid out before you.

The shooting angle was perfect, about 200 meters from the bottom of the ditch.

The M1C Garand has an effective range of 800 meters.

At this distance, you can hit exactly where you point.

Zhou Tianyang raised his head and looked at the sky.

In less than an hour, it will be dawn.

According to the plan, they had to arrive at Broken Soul Gorge before 8:30.

The Japanese arrived between nine and ten o'clock.

We have one hour to prepare.

The procession took about an hour and a half.

We crossed the second mountain ridge.

Zhou Tianyang stopped and looked at the surrounding terrain.

We're not far from the Soul-Severing Ravine now; we'll arrive after crossing that mountain ridge.

"Speed ​​up!"

Zhao Wenlong's voice came from the front.

"Just over that ridge and you'll be there!"

The team sped up.

The soldiers started walking, almost jogging.

Although it took almost two hours to walk.

But no one fell behind, and no one complained of being tired.

Zhou Tianyang looked at the soldiers and nodded to himself.

The effects of the body-strengthening liquid are indeed noticeable.

Back when I was in the 772nd Regiment.

After a two-hour forced march, new recruits would have fallen behind long ago, and even veterans would need to catch their breath for a while.

What now?

All three hundred people followed, and not a single one fell behind.

And he wasn't even panting much.

This is the gap.

We walked for about twenty more minutes.

The team crossed the last mountain ridge.

The Soul-Severing Gorge is right in front of us.

Zhou Tianyang stood on the mountain ridge and looked down.

"A good place."

He secretly admired it in his heart.

The location Li Yunlong chose was indeed excellent.

This terrain is practically tailor-made for ambush warfare.

"Wenlong".

Zhou Tianyang turned around and looked at Zhao Wenlong behind him.

"Take your men down there and get to your positions."

"yes!"

Zhao Wenlong turned and ran back to the team to relay the orders.

"Erlian, eastern section of the north slope!"

"Three-line connection, western section of the north slope!"

"The unit will split into two parts, blocking the east and west ends of the ditch respectively!"

"Hurry up and stay hidden!"

Three hundred soldiers responded and moved into action.

They quickly spread out from the ridge and groped their way down the hillside.

Gu Tianhua led the Second Company toward the eastern section of the north slope.

Liu Zhiyong led the Third Company toward the western section of the north slope.

Tian Chengjun led his company, which split into two parts.

Some of them made their way to the east end of the gully, while others made their way to the west end.

The soldiers lay prone on the hillside and began searching for firing positions.

They held their guns in front of them, aiming the muzzles at the road at the bottom of the ditch.

Covered in weeds and branches, it was impossible to tell from a distance that someone was hiding there.

Zhou Tianyang stood on the mountain ridge.

His gaze swept across the entire Broken Soul Ravine.

There's still no movement on the south slope.

Li Yunlong's new regiment hasn't arrived yet.

"Commander, Commander Li and the others have arrived."

Sun Shengli ran over from the other side of the ridge and said.

Zhou Tianyang turned around and looked at the end of the mountain road.

Sure enough, a group of figures emerged from behind the ridge.

Leading the way was Li Yunlong.

He strode over with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Two hundred soldiers followed behind him, carrying guns and marching in unison.

Zhou Tianyang went to greet him.

"Old Li."

Li Yunlong stopped, took the cigarette from his lips, and looked at Zhou Tianyang.

"Zhou Xiaogui, you guys are here early."

"We just arrived recently."

Zhou Tianyang nodded, his gaze sweeping over the ranks behind Li Yunlong.

"Is everyone here?"

"All done."

Li Yunlong nodded, turned around, and shouted to the team in a low voice.

"New Regiment, on your marks, south slope!"

"Hurry up, don't dawdle!"

Two hundred soldiers responded and moved into action.

They spread out from the ridge and groped their way down the south slope.

Zhou Tianyang watched the soldiers of the New First Regiment enter the position, then turned around and looked at Li Yunlong.

"Old Li, there's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

Li Yunlong put the cigarette back in his mouth and squinted at him.

Zhou Tianyang's expression turned serious.

"Did you send out any scouts?"

Li Yunlong was stunned, and the cigarette almost fell from the corner of his mouth.

"The scouts already figured it out yesterday, why send them out today?"

Zhou Tianyang shook his head, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Old Li, yesterday's situation is yesterday's situation, and today's situation is today's situation."

"Will the Japanese army's marching plan change?"

What time did they leave this morning?

Which way to go?

Are you sure about these circumstances?

Li Yunlong opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Zhou Tianyang continued.

"What if we set up an ambush here, but the Japanese don't come?"

"What if they took a different route?"

"What if they change their plans?"

"Are we, five hundred men, just going to sit here and wait?"

Li Yunlong's expression changed.

He took the cigarette from his mouth, stubbed it out at his feet, and then looked up at Zhou Tianyang.

"You're right, it was my oversight."

He turned around and waved to those behind him.

"Little Liu!"

A scout ran over and stood at attention.

"Commander!"

Li Yunlong looked at him and said.

"Take two people and head east along the highway towards Liujiabao."

"Let's see if the Japanese have set off yet, which road they're taking, and how far they are from us."

"Once you've figured it out, come back and report immediately."

"Remember, don't get close, don't expose yourself, just watch from a distance."

"yes!"

Xiao Liu stood at attention, saluted, and then turned around and waved to someone behind him.

Two soldiers ran over, and the three of them crouched down along the ridge and quickly made their way eastward.

It disappeared quickly.

Zhou Tianyang looked in the direction where the scouts had disappeared, then turned around and looked at Li Yunlong.

"Old Li, let's all get to our positions."

Li Yunlong nodded and turned to walk towards the south slope.

Zhou Tianyang stood on the ridge, watching Li Yunlong's figure disappear.

Then he turned around and walked towards the north slope.

The north slope is steeper than the south slope, but it is not without a foothold.

Zhou Tianyang had already identified that vantage point.

In the middle section of the north slope, about two hundred meters from the bottom of the gully.

Looking down from there, the entire Broken Soul Ravine is laid out before you.

The mouth of the gully is at the east end, and the end of the gully is at the west end. The highway passes through the bottom of the gully.

Every bend and every rock was clearly visible.

Zhou Tianyang climbed up the rock.

He propped up his sniper rifle on the rock, aiming the muzzle at the mouth of the gully.

M84 optical sight, 2.5x magnification.

From this distance, every single stone at the bottom of the ditch is clearly visible.

Zhou Tianyang pressed his eye against the scope and adjusted the focus.

The view was clear, and the center of the crosshairs on the reticle was aligned with the direction of the ditch mouth.

Then, he began taking ammunition out of the system space.

Boxes of M2 armor-piercing rounds were neatly arranged on the rocks.

200 rounds.

Adding the remaining 48 rounds.

A total of 248 rounds.

Zhou Tianyang began loading magazines one by one.

Each magazine holds eight bullets, which are then inserted into the magazine and compressed.

He loaded a full thirty magazines.

240 bullets.

The remaining 8 bullets were kept in a pocket for future use.