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

Tian Chengjun waited for him to continue.

"No one can know that I went out."

"If anyone asks, just say I went to the brigade headquarters and will be back in a few days."

"yes!"

Tian Chengjun stood up, stood at attention, and saluted.

"Don't worry, Commander, I've got it."

Zhou Tianyang nodded and waved his hand.

"Sit down, don't stand."

Tian Chengjun sat down again and looked at Zhou Tianyang.

"Commander, if the plan goes smoothly, when will you be back?"

Zhou Tianyang thought for a moment and then held up two fingers.

June 2th.

"Departing on May 26th and returning on June 2nd."

"It takes about a week to go round trip."

Tian Chengjun nodded and memorized the date.

"Commander, please take care on your journey."

His voice was a little hoarse.

"The Taiyuan area was a Japanese-occupied zone, and it was full of Japanese soldiers and puppet troops."

"Please be very careful when you go alone."

Zhou Tianyang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"You stay at the regimental headquarters, take good care of the house, and wait for my good news."

"yes!"

Tian Chengjun stood at attention and answered.

On the threshing floor, Zhao Wenlong and Sun Shengli were gathering their respective teams.

The soldiers, carrying guns and rations, were fully prepared and ready to go.

Zhao Wenlong stood at the front of the First Battalion's ranks, giving a final pep talk.

Sun Shengli stood at the front of the Third Battalion's ranks, speaking with a firm and resounding voice.

Zhou Tianyang watched this scene with a slight smile on his lips.

Sending them out served two purposes: first, to recruit soldiers, and second, to facilitate his actions.

The best of both worlds.

Zhou Tianyang thought for a moment, then looked at Tian Chengjun and said.

"Chengjun, during the time I was away."

"In case of emergency, send someone to Shinian Village to find Li Yunlong."

"He will help."

"yes!"

Tian Chengjun stood at attention and answered.

Zhou Tianyang patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked back to the table to sit down.

He picked up the teacup on the table and took another sip of water.

Zhao Wenlong's voice came from outside the window.

"First Battalion, move out!"

"Third Battalion, keep up!"

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Zhou Tianyang stood up and walked to the window.

Zhao Wenlong led the first battalion northward along the dirt road at the village entrance.

Sun Shengli led the Third Battalion south.

Two teams, in two directions, gradually disappeared around the bend in the mountain road.

Zhou Tianyang stood by the window.

He watched the procession gradually disappear into the distance, remaining motionless for a long time.

Tian Chengjun stood behind him without saying a word.

A while later.

Zhou Tianyang then turned around and said.

"Chengjun, you also go and arrange for the Second Battalion to recruit soldiers."

"yes!"

Tian Chengjun stood at attention, saluted, turned around, and strode out.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away in the courtyard.

Zhou Tianyang was the only one left in the room.

He sat back down at the table.

Then, I opened the system store and glanced at my points balance.

Current points: 3158.

I won't redeem the MP40 submachine gun for now; I'll deal with it when I get back.

Keep these points for later use.

What if we arrive in Taiyuan and something unexpected happens?

I need to exchange something; I still have some savings.

……

Time flies.

Before we knew it, it was June 25th.

For the past ten days or so, Lijia Yu has been very peaceful.

There was no fighting, and the Japanese didn't come to sweep through.

Days passed by one by one, so uneventfully that it was hard to get used to it.

Every morning, just as dawn breaks, slogans can be heard echoing across the threshing ground.

Tian Chengjun led the sixty soldiers who remained behind to conduct morning exercises without fail.

Five kilometers of armed cross-country running, one hundred push-ups, one hundred squats, and one hundred sit-ups.

Then came shooting training, bayonet fighting training, and tactical training.

Nothing was missed, not a single day was spent resting.

Zhou Tianyang would occasionally join in the training.

He ran at the front of the group, his steps light and his expression calm.

Sixty soldiers followed behind him, panting heavily, but not one of them fell behind.

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

There were only sixty soldiers left behind.

But they were all in high spirits and much more robust than when they first arrived.

After running five kilometers, I wasn't even out of breath.

Tian Chengjun stood in the middle of the threshing ground, holding a whistle in his hand, his eyes scanning the entire area.

"Ten-minute break, then shooting practice!"

"yes!"

The sixty soldiers answered in unison.

Zhou Tianyang stood at the edge of the threshing ground, watching this scene, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Tian Chengjun is indeed a skilled commander.

Back in the Nationalist Army, I was a battalion commander, in charge of several hundred men.

Although he has now become a battalion commander in the Eighth Route Army, his approach to leading troops has not changed at all.

Strict, meticulous, and leaving no detail overlooked.

A battalion commander like that would be a treasure in any unit.

Zhou Tianyang turned around and walked towards the regimental headquarters.

He's going to Black Wind Village today.

There was still a platoon of soldiers stationed at Black Wind Stronghold.

After capturing Black Wind Stronghold, he used that place as a backup base for the new Second Regiment.

We have stockpiled a considerable amount of food, ammunition, and medicine.

He has not been transferred back to the area where the soldiers were stationed.

Firstly, Black Wind Stronghold has a good terrain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and can be used as a last retreat point.

Secondly, the supplies there need to be guarded.

We can't just let those things pile up there unattended.

Thirdly, he also wanted to see if the soldiers stationed there would slack off in their training without his supervision.

It takes about two hours to walk from Lijia Yu to Heifeng Village.

Zhou Tianyang walked alone on the mountain road.

After walking for about an hour and a half, Black Wind Village came into view.

At the entrance to the village, two sentries kept a watchful eye on the mountain path.

Upon seeing Zhou Tianyang approach, the two sentries immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"Commander!"

Zhou Tianyang nodded, his gaze sweeping over the watchtowers on either side of the village gate.

There were also sentries on the lookout tower, standing ramrod straight, their eyes fixed on the distance.

"Where is your platoon leader?"

"At the training ground."

"A sentry answered."

Zhou Tianyang nodded and strode into the village gate.

The Black Wind Stronghold was completely different from when he last visited.

The training ground was set up in an open space in the middle of the village, where more than 30 soldiers were training.

Upon seeing Zhou Tianyang walk in, the platoon leader quickly ran over and stood at attention.

"Commander!"

"How's the training?"

Zhou Tianyang asked.

"Reporting to the commander, not a single day has been missed!"

The platoon leader's voice was loud and clear, tinged with pride.

Zhou Tianyang nodded, walked to the edge of the training ground, and looked at the soldiers who were training.

More than thirty people, all full of energy.

Although there were fewer of them, their spirit was no less than that of the soldiers in Lijia Yu.

"it is good."

Zhou Tianyang turned around and patted the platoon leader on the shoulder.

"You can't let your guard down while you're stationed here."

"yes!"

The platoon leader stood at attention and answered, his voice even louder.

Zhou Tianyang walked around the village, taking a look at the granary and armory.

There is still plenty of food, ammunition, and medicine.

He chatted with the platoon leader for a few more minutes, asking about the situation during this period.

Everything was calm and peaceful; nothing happened.

Villagers from nearby villages would occasionally bring them some food, but they always politely declined.

The discipline of the Eighth Route Army.

We will not take a single needle or thread from the people.

They remembered this rule very well.

Zhou Tianyang listened and nodded in satisfaction.

"Keep up the good work, and I'll rotate you out of the defensive positions in a while."

"yes!"

The platoon leader stood at attention and saluted.