Chapter 12: My Territory

  The village is still the same village, and the female soldier is still the same female soldier.

  The war between China and Japan has been expanding continuously, with more and more refugees fleeing from all over the place.

  But this has become a paradise for women, perhaps small women were never born for battle.

  Although there are many women in Zhou Yulan's place, few have become qualified warriors.

  Yang Junran knew why Zhou Yulan threw those supplementary soldiers at him. The fact that they were men was one reason, but more importantly, Zhou Yulan probably didn't want her own place to have a strong masculine flavor. They may have disliked men, but they had become an important force in the resistance here.

  "How did you come again? Didn't we deliver the weapons last time? Do you want to regret it?" Chen Qiaoru said with great displeasure upon seeing Yang Junran.

  Yang Junran also didn't understand where he had offended this woman, who had been making things difficult for him all along.

  Even Yang Junran could feel that the female soldiers here seemed to have a bad attitude towards themselves.

  "I'll go visit Commander Zhou and discuss some things with her," Yang Junran said with a smile.

  Chen Qieru looked at Yang Junran and said impatiently, "Follow me, next time if there's anything, just send someone to deliver the message, don't keep running here, no one welcomes you coming, but since you're showing respect by fighting against the enemy, I'll give you this treatment, but don't be too presumptuous."

  Walking on the rugged mountain path, Chen Qiao was constantly scolding Yang Junran behind her.

  Yang Junran just silently listened and did not express any of his own views.

  These women have endured too much pressure that they shouldn't have borne, encountered too many unfair things.

  To some extent, Yang Junran could understand their feelings.

  In the distance, Zhou Yulan had already appeared in Yang Junran's line of sight, wearing a pale green ancient-style long dress, which made Yang Junran extremely surprised.

  With the white clouds in the sky, it seems as beautiful as a fairy.

  Yang Junran stopped in his tracks and carefully appreciated the beautiful painting in front of him.

  If he had a camera in his hand, he would definitely take a picture of this beautiful scene.

  "Hurry up and get out, Big Sister doesn't like men to see her like this, hurry up or I'll be in trouble too." Chen Qiao Ru also discovered Zhou Yu Lan on the mountain peak not far away, and hastily pushed Yang Jun Ran while loudly shouting.

  Zhou Yulan in the distance seemed to have discovered the situation here and instantly disappeared from Yang Junran's sight.

  "Don't push anymore, she's gone." Yang Junran said to Chen Jiaru, looking at the distant mountain peaks.

  Chen Qiu's face was somewhat angry, as if all this were Yang Junran's fault.

  A female soldier ran over from a distance, Chen Qiao looked at Yang Junran with even more displeasure.

  The female soldier ran to Chen Qiaoru's side and whispered a few words. Chen Qiaoru's expression immediately changed.

  "Commander Yang, you should go back. I think Big Sister won't see you again. This time I'm also in trouble. If only I had known, I wouldn't have brought you here." Chen Qiaoru said to Yang Junran with a gloomy expression, as if they had already gotten into trouble.

  Yang Junran stared blankly at the distant mountain peaks, as if Zhou Yulan's figure was still in front of him.

  "Hey, hurry up and leave!" a female soldier shouted loudly from the side.

  Yang Junran smiled awkwardly, but found that Chen Qier had already disappeared.

  Helplessly looking at the distant mountain peaks, Yang Junran walked out towards the outside.

  The guerrilla base has increased in number here.

  The reinforcements have arrived here after a long march, and there are also many officers.

  "Commander, these are all new recruits, and they've brought a lot of military uniforms with them." Fang Hanchen walked over, smiling as he spoke to Yang Junran.

  Yang Junran took a closer look and found that the soldiers were all holding standardized Japanese military weapons, and many of them were also wearing Japanese steel helmets.

  A middle-aged colonel walked over, saluted Yang Junran and said: "Commander Yang is well. I am Qin Litian, the original Northwest Military Region Colonel and Camp Commander. I have been ordered to report for duty, please instruct me."

  Yang Junran looked at the middle school and said: "Qin Yingchang, it's good that you're here. Your battalion temporarily belongs to the guerrilla column. I will try my best to supplement your equipment to be the same as other battalions. Please gather your weapons and put them in the ammunition depot. I will reissue them to you uniformly."

  Qin Litian did not hesitate at all, and after a respectful bow, he immediately conveyed Yang Junran's order.

  Looking at the county town not far away, Yang Junran knew he had to speed up his actions.

  "Commander Yang, this is Major Xia Ke, former chief of staff of the Northeast Army Corps. This is Captain Ouyang Jian, former divisional staff officer of the Northwest Army." Fang Hanchen led two young men who looked quite similar to each other over and said to Yang Junran.

  "Alright, you just arrange it then." Yang Junran nodded and said with a smile.

  Late at night, everything around had quieted down.

  No one has ever counted the specific ammunition and weapons inside the arsenal, this is an order given by Yang Junran.

  Although everyone felt that Yang Junran was very mysterious with the last weapon duplication, they still didn't know about Yang Junran's magical ring.

  This ammunition depot was deliberately built by Yang Junran for the soldiers, which can hold a large number of weapons and equipment, and is also the place where Yang Junran replicates weapons.

  After looking around and seeing that there were already quite a few silver-white rings, Yang Junran directly lay down on an ammunition box and fell asleep.

  Anyway, he didn't know how to use the ring either. From his experience of twice before, he knew that these weapons would be replicated in the morning.

  In the county town, Deng Ziyong looked at the guerrilla detachment's campsite not far away, and his heart was inexplicably feeling something.

  The national shame and family hatred he has not forgotten, now this profession, is also reluctantly started.

  As long as there is a resistance army, he will definitely go over to it. Anyway, he is already alone and has nothing to worry about.

  The current guerrilla column is undoubtedly the best choice, and Deng Ziyu has already decided to send someone to contact them.

  With his own troops of several hundred people and the weapons and equipment accumulated over the years, Deng Ziyong believed that the guerrilla column would definitely accept them.

  At 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, Yang Junran rubbed his eyes, and the number of weapons around him had obviously increased.

  Yang Junran didn't have time to care about these issues now and hastily ran out.

  The troops have gathered together, this is what Yang Junran and Fang Hanqin agreed upon, to take advantage of the nighttime to attack the county town.

  For the few hundred Mongolian troops in the county town, Yang Junran did not take them seriously and only dispatched the second battalion.

  And the mortar battalion directly under the guerrilla column was assigned to the second detachment, strengthening the combat capability of the second detachment.

  Looking at these warriors, Yang Jun felt his blood boiling up.

  "Let's go!" Yang Junran shouted loudly.

  The warriors took their respective weapons and quickly ran towards the county town. In a short while, the troops arrived outside the county town.

  Ten mortars were lined up neatly, their black muzzles aimed at the county town's city wall.

  Five heavy machine guns have been set up and are aimed at the city gate.

  Yang Junran looked at his troops and was about to give the order to attack when he was stopped by a shout.

  "Don't shoot, our regimental commander has something to say."

  With a shout, a burly officer emerged from within the county town.

  Yang Junran looked at Fang Hanchen beside him with a puzzled expression, and Fang Hanchen also had a face of incomprehension.

  The officer walked over and saluted Yang Junran, saying: "Commander, I am Deng Ziyong, the original Northeast Army Regiment Commander."

  Yang Junran asked in confusion: "Commander Deng, what do you want to say?"

  "Reporting to the superior, it's hard to say, but I and over 600 officers and soldiers under my command are willing to surrender to your command and contribute all our weapons. I don't know if you're willing to accept us?" Deng Ziyong looked at Yang Junran with a puzzled expression, he also had no confidence that Yang would accept such a large force.

  Yang Junran looked at Fang Hanchen beside him, nodded and said: "Well, since Colonel Deng can abandon the dark and turn to the bright side, we will work together to resist the Japanese army."

  Deng Ziyong was extremely excited and solemnly saluted Yang Junran.

  The rest of the Mongolian army saluted one after another, and led Yang Junran into the county town.

  The common people have all awakened and seeing both sides reached a reconciliation, are naturally extremely delighted.

  "Sir, I'm sure you're aware of the situation here. It's very remote and there used to be a Japanese army reinforcement squadron stationed here, but now there are no soldiers left. Over the years, I've secretly hidden many weapons. Since I've surrendered to you, sir, I won't hide anything. I'll contribute everything to you." Deng Ziyong said seriously, looking at Yang Junran.

  Yang Junran couldn't help but admire this soldier a bit. A soldier who can achieve what he has achieved shouldn't be many.

  Many people were initially unwilling to be traitors, but as time went on, they gradually forgot their own nature. Those who can hold on are certainly loyal and righteous people.

  Now with this small county town, Yang Junran has solved quite a few problems.

  "There are seven or eight villages of various sizes around here, and some land outside the county town can also be cultivated. Many families in the county town have cattle and sheep, and they secretly trade with Outer Mongolia. Moreover, there are many horses within the county that can undertake combat missions." Deng Ziyong looked at Yang Junran sitting on a chair, introducing him to the local situation.

  "Alright, since Deng's troops have been holding out here, the defense of this place will continue to be the responsibility of Deng's troops. However, your troops need to be regularized and may take on combat missions in the future. Fang Zongliang, you immediately issue orders to deploy the troops around the perimeter, establish defensive fortifications, and also dispatch troops to set up hidden sentry posts in all directions. Once Japanese troops are discovered, notify headquarters immediately." Yang Junran looked at Fang Hanqin as he issued combat orders.

  Fang Hanqin received the order and immediately walked out towards the outside.

  The current guerrilla column's communication facilities are very poor and can only rely on orderlies to convey orders.

  Yang Junran looked at the brand new house, knowing that all of this was just the beginning.