Chapter 10 United Efforts

  After collecting the bodies of Japanese soldiers, Qin Yang and Ma Zhan Ting carried all the weapons and equipment of Japanese soldiers on their backs and left the valley.

  After walking west for more than an hour, crossing two mountain ridges and rushing dozens of miles of mountain roads, I finally came to the front of a forest.

  Ma Zhan Ting stopped in his tracks, gazing at Qin Yang, and with one arm stretched out, pointing to the valley, said: "This is where we will take refuge!"

  Qin Yang rode on horseback and looked around in all directions, feeling a bit strange that Ma Zhan Ting and the others had chosen this place.

  The forest area is not large, looking like only a dozen or so square kilometers, located in a low-lying mountain valley, the trees are densely packed with lush branches and leaves stretching out, standing outside the forest can't see what's going on inside.

  But Qin Yang felt that such a small area of woodland had poor concealment effect, because the Japanese soldiers hadn't yet exerted themselves to carry out large-scale encirclement and annihilation, otherwise Ma Zhanting and his men would be in a precarious situation.

  Ma Zhanting seemed to have seen Qin Yang's idea, he smiled and didn't say anything, but led the way into the forest. The young man named Han Xueming and Yue Haifeng also followed behind him towards the forest.

  Qin Yang jumped down from his horse and led it behind him as he walked into the woods.

  Several people soon walked into the depths of the forest.

  In the depths of the forest, there are dozens of boulders, each one as large as several houses, piled up in a scales-like manner.

  "Qin brothers, come with me."

  Ma Zhanting called out to Qin Yang and then walked towards the back of a largest boulder in the middle, several people followed him.

  Qin Yang looked at the width of the gap between the boulders, it was impossible to lead the horse in, it seemed that he could only leave the warhorse outside first. He lovingly stretched out his hand and stroked the forehead of the warhorse, tying the warhorse to a tree in front of the rock, then walked towards the rock.

  After turning over the rocks, in front of me was a rock wall. It seemed that time had passed for some time, and there were several cracks on the rocks, each crack being about the width of a millet grain.

  Ma Zhanting handed the rifle on his shoulder to Yue Hai, then walked to the front of the rock face. He stood with his feet apart, spat a mouthful of saliva into the palm of his one-armed hand, took a deep breath, and pressed his hand against the stone wall in front of him.

  "Ah!"

  Ma Zhanting let out a low growl, the muscles on his arm suddenly bulged, and the veins on his forehead stood out, as the rock wall slowly moved backwards.

  Qin Yang was shocked, he didn't expect Ma Zhan Ting to have such great strength, no wonder earlier when he fought the Japanese soldiers, he single-handedly held the Type 38 rifle steady without even shaking the muzzle.

  As the rock wall slowly opened, Qin Yang's vision suddenly cleared up.

  Behind the rock wall is a spacious mountain valley, with a relatively narrow entrance, only tens of meters wide. However, once inside the entrance, it suddenly expands and reaches several kilometers in width at the center of the valley. The valley is densely covered with trees and some unknown plants. Near the end of the valley, people have cleared out a few plots of land, where crops such as wheat are grown, along with some vegetables, adding vitality to the valley.

  Ma Zhan Ting stood up, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, and smiled at Qin Yang, "Qin brother, this place is not bad, right? It's hidden and the environment is good. We spent a lot of time finding it!"

  Qin Yang stood in the valley, looking up at the steep cliffs on both sides of the mountain valley. There wasn't a single tree on the rocky walls, and it would be difficult to climb down from above. Of course, if he used some tools, he might be able to make it down, but how many people like him existed in this era?

  "What a great place, it's really a great place!"

  Qin Yang admired, since coming to this era, he had been considering whether he should establish his own power.

  He didn't want to change history, nor did he have the ambition to start a new era. He just wanted to take advantage of his familiarity with history and hoped that at the right time, history could develop more smoothly.

  He had also considered going to Jinggangshan, after all, he felt that his troops and comrades were there, and that was the home of soldiers. But later, calming down and thinking about it, even without his participation, that great historical figure could still point to the mountains and rivers, turn the tide, and his joining would have a very limited effect.

  Moreover, after 1935, the Red Army was forced to embark on a Long March, shifting its battles to northern Shaanxi. Until the outbreak of the Marco Polo Bridge Incident and the beginning of the Second United Front between the KMT and CPC, sparks would be scattered all over the north like prairie fires, and the main battleground for the Chinese Red Army would be the vast expanse of the northern skies.

  After repeated consideration, Qin Yang made up his mind to utilize his special warfare military knowledge to build an elite special operations unit, in order to minimize the losses of the War of Resistance Against Japan.

  Qin Yang did not think of it, nor did he know that his decision would add a powerful force to China's War of Resistance Against Japan in the near future.

  "The War Soul", this name will resound throughout the Chinese land, resound in the hearts of every descendant of Yan and Huang, and also resound in the hearts of every Japanese invader who is terrified!!

  "Qin brothers, what's on your mind? You're so absorbed!"

  Qin Yang was startled awake from his contemplation. He lifted his head to see Ma Zhan Ting standing in front of him with a smile on his face, staring at him intently.

  Qin Yang shook his head, deciding not to mention his idea to Ma Zhanting and the others for the time being, as he didn't entirely trust them. After all, they were from the old warlord faction, and he wasn't completely at ease with them, so he planned to observe for two more days before saying anything.

  A few people walked towards the cave at the end of the valley, chatting and laughing.

  The cave is man-made, and the traces of knives and axes on the wall can be seen. The cave has been excavated for a long time. Inside the cave, it is spacious, and after entering the entrance, you will walk about ten or twenty meters to reach a large hall with an area of nearly 1,000 square meters. The ground is flat and smooth, and the bluestone on the ground is polished very smoothly. On the four walls of the cave, there are numerous small holes, with more than 200 in total. According to Ma Zhanting, each stone room can accommodate seven or eight people. Calculated this way, even if thousands of people live here, they will not feel crowded.

  The air in the cave is very fresh, and even standing in the stone room doesn't feel stuffy at all. Qin Yang can be sure that the original designer must have designed ventilation holes beforehand, so the stone cave can be so dry and fresh.

  In the corner of the hall, a mountain spring gushed out, and the spring water flowed from the stone basin of the spring eye into a nearby stone pool through a man-made stone gutter, and then flowed into an underground dark river through the drainage channel at the other end of the stone pool.

  "The wisdom of our ancestors is truly impressive, even in such simple conditions at that time, they could still do things that modern people find difficult to achieve." Qin Yang scooped up a handful of cool spring water, admiringly.

  Looking at the mountain cave hall and the stone rooms around it, Qin Yang suddenly felt as if he had returned to his origins, back to that place where military songs were loud.

  It's also a grand hall in the cave, it's also a stone chamber, what's more are those military helicopters hovering above and the neat rows of olive green troops lined up in the cave hall.

  Qin Yang suddenly felt a strong desire to go home, to that place completely filled with men, to those days of crawling and rolling around, and to that instructor who always had a stern face and yelled at him.

  Yes, that loud and clear bugle call, that passionate military song, the soul of Chinese soldiers has been deeply imprinted on his soul.

  He is proud of being a soldier and proud of being a Chinese soldier.

  He stood up straight, puffed out his chest, raised his right hand and gave a military salute to the empty hall.

  It's been ages!

  In the cave stands a statue that will never fall!