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

These days.

It's already a miracle that I was able to leave the hospital alive.

There are no conditions left for further observation.

He closed the medical record.

He sighed and continued organizing the medicines.

Zhou Tianyang returned to his ward and began packing his things.

There's really not much to tidy up.

A cloth bag containing the old Mauser pistol, two magazines, a dagger, a bloodstained notebook, and a yellowed photograph.

These are all the belongings left behind by the original owner.

Oh, by the way.

And this gray military uniform he's wearing.

Zhou Tianyang tied the cloth bag, slung it over his shoulder, and took one last look at the simple field hospital.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and walked out of the ward.

Zhou Tianyang stood in the courtyard and took a deep breath of fresh air.

If it weren't for this gray military uniform and the pistol at his waist...

He almost mistook it for a tranquil pastoral scene.

The abundant power within his body was still surging.

The limits of human physical capabilities.

Zhou Tianyang clenched his fist, feeling the elasticity and strength transmitted through his muscles.

This body will be his greatest asset in surviving in this era.

It was also his strongest support in fighting the enemy and serving his country.

When he left the field hospital.

It was already broad daylight.

The road leading to the 772nd Regiment's headquarters.

It is a dirt road winding through the ravines of the Taihang Mountains, full of potholes.

On both sides are slopes mixed with loess and rocks.

Zhou Tianyang strode forward.

His steps were light and steady, each step carrying power, not at all like someone who had just recovered from a serious injury.

In less than two hours, he had walked more than 20 miles of mountain road.

We could see the 772nd Regiment's barracks in the distance.

A small village nestled in a mountain valley.

The sentry at the village entrance spotted him from afar.

A small figure walked quickly down the mountain path.

"Is that Battalion Commander Zhou?"

A sentry rubbed his eyes.

"Isn't Battalion Commander Zhou in the hospital?"

Another sentry craned his neck to look.

Only when Zhou Tianyang got closer could the two sentries see his face clearly.

It really is Zhou Tianyang.

"Battalion Commander Zhou!"

The two sentries immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"Why are you back?"

Zhou Tianyang nodded and returned the greeting.

"Once healed, he'll naturally come back."

He spoke of it casually, as if he had just returned from a long trip.

The sentry looked at him, his eyes full of surprise.

The whole regiment knew that the battalion commander had been shot.

He suffered a penetrating wound to his left chest, which nearly hit his heart, and remained unconscious in the hospital for three days and three nights.

It's only been a few days, how come you're back already?

Moreover, judging from his complexion and energy, he looks even better than before he was injured.

"Battalion Commander Zhou, are you feeling better?"

One of the sentries asked tentatively.

"alright."

Zhou Tianyang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go back to your post."

After saying that, he strode into the village.

The temporary headquarters of the 772nd Regiment was set up in a large courtyard in the middle of the village.

Zhou Tianyang had just reached the entrance of the regimental headquarters.

We haven't had a chance to go in yet.

Then I heard a rough voice coming from behind me.

"Zhou Xiaogui!"

Zhou Tianyang turned his head.

Li Yunlong strode over, accompanied by another person.

Cheng Shifa, Battalion Commander of the Second Battalion.

Cheng Shifa was in his early thirties, of medium build, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very upright appearance.

He was wearing the same gray military uniform as Zhou Tianyang.

He carried a pistol at his waist and walked at a leisurely pace.

This is the legendary Blind Cheng.

Of course, he's not blind; his eyesight is excellent.

Li Yunlong called him Blind Cheng because this nickname had been passed down since the Red Army period.

It is said that during one battle...

Cheng Shifa's eyes were stung by the smoke, but he still insisted on giving instructions.

Even though his eyelids were drooping, he was still shouting "Charge! Charge!"

Li Yunlong said he was giving terrible orders, and that's how he got that nickname from then on.

"Battalion Commander Zhou."

Cheng Shifa nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Battalion Commander Cheng."

Zhou Tianyang nodded as well.

Li Yunlong walked up to Zhou Tianyang and looked him up and down.

"I was just about to go to the field hospital to find you, you brat. What are you doing back here by yourself?"

"I'll come back once my injuries heal."

Zhou Tianyang's answer was the same old excuse.

"alright?"

Li Yunlong stared wide-eyed and reached out to lift his clothes.

"That's a gunshot wound, not a scrape."

"It's already better after only a few days?"

Zhou Tianyang dodged his hand by turning to the side.

"Old Li, don't get physical."

"I'm young, I recover quickly, is that not allowed?"

Li Yunlong stared at him for a few seconds, then looked at Cheng Shifa.

Cheng Shifa also frowned as he sized up Zhou Tianyang.

"Battalion Commander Zhou, you do look quite well."

Cheng Shifa said slowly.

"You're much better than when I visited you in the hospital a few days ago."

"You were pale and weak when you spoke."

"You look so energetic now, it's like you're a completely different person."

Zhou Tianyang smiled but didn't say anything.

Li Yunlong snorted and didn't press the matter further.

In this day and age, being alive is the greatest fortune.

As for how they survived, who has the time to dig into the details?

"Alright, it's good that you're back."

Li Yunlong waved his hand, then his expression turned serious.

"Perfect timing, I have something to tell you."

Zhou Tianyang looked at him.

Li Yunlong lowered his voice.

"The brigade's communications officer arrived early this morning."

"They said the brigade commander wants the three of us to go to the brigade headquarters."

Zhou Tianyang shifted his gaze from Li Yunlong to Cheng Shifa.

There were three people: two battalion commanders, plus him, the third battalion commander.

The three battalion commanders went to the brigade headquarters together.

Zhou Tianyang suddenly had a premonition.

He looked at Li Yunlong, and Li Yunlong was looking at him too.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Li Yunlong's eyes were deep and complex, as if he were saying something.

You're right, kid.

Zhou Tianyang nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

Cheng Shifa, on the other hand, remained calm and showed no emotion.

Did they say what it was about?

Zhou Tianyang asked.

Li Yunlong shook his head.

"no."

"The communications officer told the three of us to go there as soon as possible."

Zhou Tianyang remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Let's go then."

The three people turned and walked out of the village.

No one spoke on the road.

Li Yunlong walked at the very front, taking long strides and walking quickly, as if he were sulking with someone.

Cheng Shifa walked in the middle, his steps steady and unhurried.

Zhou Tianyang walked at the very back, his hands in his pockets, his expression calm.

His mind was racing.

The brigade headquarters summoned all three of their battalion commanders; what else could it be about?

It must be about the appointment of the commander of the 772nd Regiment.

Commander Ye was killed in action, and the deputy commander was seriously injured, leaving the position of commander vacant.

The brigade headquarters must be finalized as soon as possible.

Which of the three battalion commanders will take over?

Based on memories from a past life.

Cheng Shifa eventually took over.

Li Yunlong was transferred to form a new regiment.

But that's just a plot in a TV series. Will reality unfold like that?

Zhou Tianyang is uncertain.

The general trend of history will not change.

However, when it comes to the appointment of a specific person or position, there may be significant differences.

After all, he wasn't acting in a TV drama.

He truly lived on the battlefield of the War of Resistance against Japan in 1938.

Suddenly, Cheng Shifa, who was in front, spoke up.

"Battalion Commander Zhou, are your injuries really healed?"

His voice was soft, but his tone carried a hint of concern.

Zhou Tianyang replied:

"alright."

"Don't worry, Battalion Commander Cheng, we'll have no problem fighting the Japanese."

Cheng Shifa nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Li Yunlong, without turning his head, said:

"Blind Cheng, stop worrying about things that aren't your business."

"That young Zhou is still young, he'll recover quickly."

"You think everyone's like you, looking this old in their early thirties?"

Cheng Shifa's face darkened.

"Li Datou, just say what you want to say, stop being sarcastic."

Li Yunlong turned around and shrugged.

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Look at your face, it's all wrinkled like a walnut, anyone who didn't know you would think you're fifty."

"Look at Zhou Xiaogui, he's a twenty-year-old young man, and he doesn't even have a wrinkle on his face."

"That's the difference, you know?"

Cheng Shifa snorted.

"I got mine from being exposed to the wind and sun, unlike you, hiding in the camp to keep your skin white?"

Li Yunlong instantly lost his temper.

"Blind Cheng, you're blatantly lying, aren't you?"

"When have I ever gone to war without being at the forefront?"

"You dare say I'm hiding in the camp headquarters?"

Cheng Shifa replied coldly.

"It's true that you charged ahead, but the soldiers in your battalion are suffering."

"Every time you act without authorization, the soldiers live in constant fear."

Li Yunlong was so angry that his face changed color.

"fart!"

"My soldiers fought alongside me and captured twice as many guns as your Second Battalion!"

"The soldiers are overjoyed!"

Cheng Shifa gave a cold laugh.

"What's the use of surrendering weapons? The casualties will be high."

"The First Battalion has the highest casualty rate in the entire regiment!"

"you!"

Li Yunlong was so angry he couldn't speak.