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

Zhou Tianyang nodded and looked at Li Yunlong.

"Old Li, we should leave."

Li Yunlong walked up to him and extended his hand.

"Zhou Xiaogui, meet me at my base the day after tomorrow."

"Let's go to the brigade headquarters together and congratulate the brigade commander on his fortune."

Zhou Tianyang grasped his hand and shook it vigorously.

"Okay, see you the day after tomorrow."

The two released each other's hands, and Li Yunlong turned and walked towards the ranks of the New First Regiment.

"You guys from the New First Regiment, follow me!"

He waved his hand and strode out of the ditch.

Two hundred soldiers followed behind him, carrying guns and supplies, forming two columns.

Zhou Tianyang stood there, watching the New First Regiment's troops gradually disappear into the distance.

The group disappeared around the bend at the mouth of the gully.

He then turned around and shouted to the soldiers of the New Second Regiment.

"New Second Regiment, let's go!"

"Back to Lijia Yu!"

Three hundred soldiers responded and moved into action.

Following Zhou Tianyang, we walked westward along the road at the bottom of the ravine.

The soldiers carried supplies and carried guns, marching in unison with high spirits.

Although it took half an hour to dismantle the car and another twenty minutes to move the body.

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

The effects of the body-strengthening liquid are becoming increasingly apparent.

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

Zhao Wenlong walked to his side and asked in a low voice.

"Commander, are you really going to the brigade headquarters the day after tomorrow?"

"go."

Zhou Tianyang nodded.

"We've won such a great victory and captured so much stuff. It wouldn't be right not to report the good news to the brigade commander."

"Moreover, since our new Second Regiment was formed, I, as the regimental commander, haven't even reported to the brigade headquarters yet."

Zhao Wenlong nodded.

"How many people do you plan to bring?"

"One company is enough."

Zhou Tianyang thought for a moment and then said.

"After we get back, let the soldiers get some rest."

"Training will continue tomorrow."

"yes!"

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

Zhou Tianyang raised his head and looked at the sky.

It was past noon.

The sunlight shone on the distant mountains.

It outlines the Taihang Mountains exceptionally clearly.

He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

The battle is over.

I've finally gotten a bite of meat.

When the new Second Regiment returned to Lijia Yu.

It was already evening.

A team of three hundred men, carrying guns and supplies, entered the village from the dirt road at the village entrance.

At the village entrance, Village Chief Li was standing there with a group of villagers.

"Commander Zhou!"

Village Chief Li came forward, grabbed Zhou Tianyang's hand, and looked him up and down.

"Are you alright?"

"Village Chief Li, I'm alright."

Zhou Tianyang smiled and gently patted the back of his hand.

"None of the soldiers in the new Second Regiment were injured."

Village Chief Li's eyes reddened, and his lips trembled several times.

He wanted to say something, but said nothing.

She just kept shaking Zhou Tianyang's hand.

It was as if all the excitement in my heart was being conveyed through this handshake.

"Village Chief Li, tonight we're going to hold a celebration banquet in the village."

Zhou Tianyang looked at Village Chief Li with a hint of a smile in his voice.

"I'll have to trouble you and the villagers to help us out."

"We'll help! We'll definitely help!"

Village Chief Li released his grip and turned around.

He shouted to the villagers behind him.

"Fellow villagers, Commander Zhou and his men have won a great victory! They're having a celebration banquet tonight, let's all go and help!"

"good!"

The villagers answered in unison, their voices filled with excitement.

The threshing ground quickly became lively.

Several large iron pots were placed on a makeshift stove.

Old Ma, the cook, squatted next to the stove.

Holding a large ladle, he was directing several young soldiers to chop vegetables and add firewood.

"Old Ma, the commander said to get a lot of canned food tonight!"

Zhao Wenlong walked over, carrying a box of canned beef on his shoulder.

"Open up canned beef, canned fish, and canned fruit—let the soldiers eat their fill!"

"Okay!"

Old Ma grinned, took the box of canned goods, and pried open the lid in no time.

Pour the canned beef into the pot.

Stewed with cabbage, its aroma fills the entire village.

Pour the canned fish into a pot and cook it with tofu. The aroma is so enticing that it makes your mouth water.

The soldiers squatted on the edge of the threshing ground.

Holding the bowl, he ate heartily, his mouth greasy with oil.

They all had smiles on their faces.

Today's battle was truly exhilarating.

More than three hundred Japanese soldiers, not one of them escaped.

Zhou Tianyang squatted under a tree by the threshing ground, holding a bowl of stew and eating slowly.

Sitting next to him were Zhao Wenlong, Tian Chengjun, Gu Tianhua, and Liu Zhiyong.

"Commander, today's battle was the most exhilarating battle I've ever fought in my life."

Tian Chengjun put down his bowl, wiped his mouth, and his voice was filled with undisguised excitement.

"I fought the Japanese when I was in the National Revolutionary Army, but I've never fought a battle this smoothly."

"Zero casualties, annihilation of more than three hundred Japanese soldiers."

"I never would have dared to imagine this before."

Zhou Tianyang smiled but didn't say anything.

"Commander, I think the soldiers of our Second New Regiment fought exceptionally well today."

Gu Tianhua picked up the conversation, his tone tinged with emotion.

"Especially the new recruits, who are not intimidated at all on their first battlefield."

"His marksmanship was excellent; he kept the Japanese soldiers from raising their heads."

Liu Zhiyong nodded in agreement.

"Yes, I noticed that too."

"Those greenhorn recruits went to the battlefield and shot them one by one, even more accurately than the veterans."

As Zhou Tianyang listened, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He knew why.

The effects of the skill inheritance card were fully demonstrated in actual combat.

Those new recruits, although they had never fought in a battle.

But their muscle memory already contains the instinct for precise shooting.

"Commander, I think our new Second Regiment could go out and fight a whole Japanese battalion without fear."

Zhao Wenlong put down his bowl, looked at Zhou Tianyang, and his eyes gleamed.

"It's good that we're not afraid, but we can't underestimate our opponents."

Zhou Tianyang's tone became serious.

"Today's battle was an ambush, which gave us the advantage of terrain and the element of surprise."

"If it were a direct confrontation, the outcome would be different."

"The Japanese have better firepower than us."

"Therefore, we cannot get cocky just because we have won two battles."

"We still need to train, and we still need to push ourselves to the limit."

"yes!"

The four answered in unison, their smiles fading and replaced by a solemn expression.

Zhou Tianyang looked at them, nodded, then stood up and patted the dirt off his backside.

"Alright, you guys enjoy your meal. I'm heading back now."

"Commander, aren't you going to eat?"

Zhao Wenlong noticed that Zhou Tianyang still had half a bowl of stew left in his bowl.

"I'm full."

Zhou Tianyang waved his hand and turned to walk towards the regimental headquarters.

On the threshing floor, the soldiers were still eating heartily.

The next morning.

As soon as it was light, slogans were already ringing out in the threshing ground.

"One, two, three, four!"

More than 300 soldiers, in neat formation, ran five kilometers of armed cross-country run around the village.

Zhao Wenlong ran at the front of the group, his voice booming.

"Speed ​​up! Don't fall behind!"

The soldiers took off running as fast as they could.

Although a battle was fought yesterday.

They walked dozens of miles of mountain road, but their spirits remained high.

Zhou Tianyang stood at the entrance of the regimental headquarters, watching the team run past him, and nodded.

Then he turned around and went back into the house.

After half an hour.

Footsteps could be heard outside the courtyard.

"Report!"

Zhao Wenlong's voice rang out from outside the door.

"Come in."

Zhou Tianyang put down his teacup.

Zhao Wenlong pushed open the door and walked in, standing at attention.

"Commander, you wanted to see me?"

"sit."

Zhou Tianyang pointed to the chair opposite him.

Zhao Wenlong sat down, waiting for him to speak.

Zhou Tianyang didn't rush to speak.

He picked up the teacup and took another sip of water, then looked up at Zhao Wenlong.

"Wenlong, there's something I need you to do."

"Go to the warehouse and take inventory to see how many old guns we have."

Zhou Tianyang's tone was very calm.

"Those are the old Hanyang rifles, the kind with the old-fashioned barrels."

Zhao Wenlong paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, I'll go right away."

He stood up and turned to walk out.

"etc."

Zhou Tianyang called out to him.

Zhao Wenlong turned around, waiting for him to continue.

"After counting, prepare three hundred tubes."

"We'll keep the new guns for ourselves, and send the old ones to the brigade headquarters."

After listening, Zhao Wenlong nodded.

"Commander, I understand."

"Go."

Zhou Tianyang waved his hand.

Zhao Wenlong stood at attention, saluted, turned around, and strode out.