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Chapter 113 Create a miracle

Chapter 113: Create a Miracle

Everyone knows what Liu Changgen and Dong Jianguo, who are standing in the front, mean!

It means that they are guarding their comrades behind with their lives!

The straighter and higher their bodies stand, the less oxygen they inhaled, and the closer they are to the flame, the more likely they are to be burned. Now there are some fires lit on their bodies, and terrifying sparks rage on their military uniforms, reflecting their resolute faces as red as rocks.

But these two old soldiers who were blocking everyone like mountains gritted their teeth, held their breath, endured the severe pain, and their eyes seemed to be spraying with an angry tide that was stronger than the flames on the ground.

The army in their hands was smoking, and the fire was already on fire. Their hair was curled and burnt. The liberation shoes on their feet had reached a point where they were almost melting. Widths of blue smoke slowly rose from the upper. Even Wang Yang smelled the scorched stinking of roasted pork behind them, but their bodies were as if cast from iron.

The quilt was waving desperately in their hands, and they had already seen bubbles bulging on their waving hands. In order to cool off the soldiers who were digging trenches behind, they were even moving towards the fire step by step.

The flames were gradually isolated by them, and Wang Yang and the others tried their best to give the old squad leader some support within their ability. Hiding under two such huge figures, even the most selfish person would be shocked by this great and noble sentiment. Such warriors are heroes, and such warriors have always been invincible in spirit.

After receiving the survival opportunity that heroes exchanged for their lives, Wang Yang and the others enjoyed the surging blood and coolness of their hearts. Why didn’t they contribute all their strength? The loess that were raised in the sky were like Wang Yang and the others’ hearts. Every shovel of loess is a little hope of survival. Wang Yang was shouting in his heart, ‘Brothers, come on, don’t die! You can’t die! Everyone must live well! The motherland and the people still need you!’ He only hoped that these loess could help the old squad leader share the pain he faced.

It is impossible to describe what kind of spiritual motivation this is. For the sake of heroes, for everyone's survival, and for the last hope, the heroic volunteer officers and soldiers never knew what giving up was. Wang Yang felt that he had tried his best to the last bit of strength in his life. He also hated himself why he didn't give up more hands to increase the chance of survival for everyone.

At this time, he did not expect that he would still bear heavy responsibilities. At this time, he had not even thought about whether he could survive. He only knew that he had to do his part. At this time, he had become a whole with these volunteer soldiers who had not even dealt with. Even if he died, with such passionate men accompanying him, he would not be lonely even if he was in the underworld.

The hands were cracked, and blood flowed uncontrollably. The eyebrows were scalded by the heat, and the brain felt a brief dizziness due to the long-term lack of oxygen. The military uniform even showed strange yellow smoke. The soles of the rubber shoes were heard as if they were burned by fire. However, Wang Yang and his comrades ignored this. They dug the soil frantically, then lifted it up, digged the soil, and lifted it up again.

Don’t give up, never give up. We are the strongest warriors of the motherland, we are the most qualified army of the People’s Republic of China, we are the most determined guardians of the people, our passion is always boiling, and we will never give up our efforts until the last breath.

Human power can overcome nature. As long as you don’t give up, you will always be a natural enemy of nature and difficulties.

The more and more loess was raised, and I didn't know where the soldiers came from. Wang Yang, Xiang Hongqi, Wang Dabao, and Liu Yue, who was actually injured in his left hand, had blood wet the iron shovel like a stream, and then drilled into the loess, evaporated by incredibly powerful heat.

There were no beads of sweat flowing down on his forehead, and the little water in everyone's body was almost burned by the flames. A stream of loess was swelling with all their hopes, the hope of survival, and the hope of continuing to defend their positions. The hope of continuing to fight, the scorched yellow sand fell ten meters in front of their trenches, and an incredible loess front was miraculously established.

The breathing began to become smoother, and the air inhaled into the mouth was no longer so hot. The flames seemed to be gradually discharged with the efforts of the soldiers. At the same time, because their center of gravity was getting lower and lower, the oxygen became more and more abundant.

Wang Yang and the others digged desperately, as if they didn't know how tired or stopped. At this time, everyone's shovel had turned blood red at some point, as if they were stained with a layer of red and stunning blood, covered with the blood of the heroes, but Wang Yang and the others' eyes were red, their faces were full of courage to fight, and they were still working hard for the final effort.

"No...don't dig anymore, we are temporarily safe..."

It was not until a weak voice came from Wang Yang and the others that Wang Yang and the others put down the shovel in their hands. However, when they looked up, they found that Dong Jianguo had fallen to the ground and lost consciousness. Liu Changgen looked tired and waved his hands at him with a dull look in his eyes. He sat in the trenches. Smoke was still emitting the corners of his pants. Everyone could see that the clothes and skin there had turned into a terrible charred black.

Looking up, although the fire was still raging on the position, there was a new hill of loess in front of the deep trench they dug. If the flames were to burn again, unless the enemy planes dropped a few more incendiary bombs.

Saved, they were saved!

This was the surprise that Wang Yang and Xiang Hongqi saw from each other's eyes. At this time, they did not find that there was almost no perfect place on their palms. Their hair had even turned yellow and their lips were dry. They were exhausted. They only knew that they had defeated the impossible. They staged an incredible miracle again.

This is the spirit of never giving up, this is the essence of the invincible reason why volunteer soldiers fight in Korea. Miracles will always be in the hands of people who never give up. In that era of blood burning, Chinese volunteer soldiers were the best representatives of this outstanding spirit.

Even after the war, world military historians were extremely confused because on the Korean battlefield, "Chinese soldiers created a rare record in the history of world wars" and created "seven incredibles, one of which is the disguise of the Chinese army and the ability of civil engineering operations.

The United Nations Army will never understand why so much ammunition poured into the Volunteer Army's positions, and why so many incendiary bombs and even poisonous gas fell beside the Volunteer Army, but no matter how they did, the Volunteer Army officers and soldiers could not surrender.

Obviously, they saw the Volunteer Army's positions being bombarded by artillery fire, burned by fire, and even covered by poisonous gas, but the officers and soldiers of the Volunteer Army were like the unyielding god of war who would never be killed. Whenever they saw that there should be no possibility of living things on the Volunteer Army's positions, but when they rushed up, they were definitely gunfire rain and grenades that seemed to never be thrown. They could even see the tenacious warriors with flames rushing towards them with glory blasts...

But in fact, the Chinese Volunteer Army's method is very simple. Most young soldiers from peasant backgrounds have excellent virtues that are far more hard-working than the United Nations Army. During the battle, the United Nations Army soldiers were eating chocolate, drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes, and even singing songs and dancing. But what were the tenacious Chinese Volunteer Army officers and soldiers doing?

From officers to recruits, all the volunteer officers and soldiers were desperately carrying out civil engineering operations on the blocking positions.

In order to win the battle and to let more people live a happier life than them, even if it is difficult, they must win the battle. They are very clear in their hearts that if they want to defeat the enemy, then you must work harder than them. Be prepared for every point of battle, and prepare for one more point of the battlefield may cause a few drops of blood.

They dug air defense shelters, they dug fire trenches, and they were even digging huge trenches that prevented the enemy tanks from advancing. As the enemy shrapnel flew across the enemy, the officers and soldiers of the United Nations could even see shovels waving on the Volunteer positions while attacking!

Therefore, even though the US military has the most advanced weapons and equipment, they still have to bow down to the heroes of the wise and hardworking Volunteer Army.

"Squad leader. You...what's wrong with you!"

But how did this miracle come about and what price did it cost? Xiang Hongqi heard the voice of the squad leader Liu Changgen, and then felt the distance of the fire waves. Finally, he was stunned and found that they were safe. His whole body softened and he felt dizzy in his mind. He sat on the ground. However, while sitting on the ground, he did not forget to look at Dong Jianguo. But what he couldn't accept was that Dong Jianguo had fallen into the trenches, and there was a terrible flame on his body. He didn't know the sudden power. He supported himself, rolled and crawled towards Dong Jianguo's body, shedding tears of sadness.

"No... don't pat with your hands, cover the flame with loess!"

Liu Changgen was weak all over and felt that there was no place in his body that was not tingling to the bone. However, when he saw Xiang Hongqi rushing towards Dong Jianguo desperately and seeing the flames burning around the squad leader's waist, Xiang Hongqi seemed to want to pat him with his hands. Liu Changgen felt an unimaginable fear in his heart, and he shouted loudly with all his strength.

"Don't worry, I'll do it!"

At this time, Liu Yue knew that everyone was safe, he had already fallen to the ground, and his left hand could no longer move. Due to the continuous force on his shoulder, a large amount of blood was lost in his body. He was weak and seemed to have exhausted all his life potential. Now his eyes were confused and seemed to be dying. Wang Dabao was also gasping for breath, lying on the ground, sucking in big mouths. Among these strong warriors, one could stand up, and it seemed that the one who had not yet used it might be Wang Yang. After all, he had practiced martial arts and had trained in the deep mountains and forests, and his calm voice seemed to have become the backbone in everyone's hearts.
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