The air was cold. After a battle last night, today was another day of rapid marching. Even Xia Yuan was panting. He was carrying dozens of kilograms of weight on his back. The other soldiers of the Seventh Company were not much better than him.
Each leg felt as heavy as lead.
Yu Congrong's fire platoon walked in front of the team, and Xia Yuan followed Yu Conrong. During last night's battle, many soldiers in the fire platoon saw Xia Yuan's battlefield performance. Many people were surprised by him. One just entered the battlefield.
Danzi, a new recruit who had not been trained for long, was actually more accurate than them in shooting, which really shocked many veterans.
After the battle, many people had a changed view of Xia Yuan.
In terms of martial arts, they were not as good as him. They thought they would be able to defeat him on the battlefield, but they never expected that they would also be extremely ferocious on the battlefield.
Along the way, the battle last night was exposed by many platoons of soldiers. Many soldiers admired Xia Yuan from the bottom of their hearts. He was another fighting hero who could become Wu Qianli in the future!
The most surprising person was Ping He. When he was on the way, Ping He came to him and asked Xia Yuan. Xia Yuan did not hide anything, saying that he had mastered some of the essentials of sniping, and if he experienced some baptism of war, he would become a general.
An outstanding volunteer soldier.
Pinghe looked at Xia Yuan in surprise. After being surprised, he nodded heavily and said dullly: "It was a good fight."
Xia Yuan pursed his lips and looked at the sky. He didn't know whether he could survive this battle. If he could survive...
The team has arrived near Dayu Cave. Wu Qianli blew the osprey whistle and contacted the comrades in the direction of Dayu Cave. After marching at a high speed for a day and night, they finally arrived at Dayu Cave. The tense nerves of the soldiers of the Seventh Company finally relaxed.
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A civilian cadre received everyone and quickly arranged some tasks. His eyes swept over the soldiers such as Wu Qianli, Mei Sheng, Xia Yuan and Yu Congrong, and saw that the clothes they wore were tattered and dirty.
The leader ordered:
"Xiao Liu, take the comrades to rest."
"yes!"
Wu Qianli saluted: "Thank you, chief!"
"Company Commander Wu, come with me." The little soldier who arranged for everyone to rest led the Seventh Company to a relatively spacious cabin. There were some boxes stacked in the cabin. This was a storage room, and there were no soldiers who had been running around all day and night.
Disgusting, this is much better than resting in the open air.
Wu Qianli said: "Rest where you are and adjust your equipment!"
Soldiers: "Yes!"
A group of people came in, huffing and puffing, and sat on the ground without any image. All of them looked haggard and exhausted. Some soldiers who were not assigned cold-weather clothes took off their shoes and curled their feet into their comrades to keep each other warm. After a day and night
After a long journey, they were tired, sleepy and hungry. Just as they were about to take out the potatoes and fried noodles from the food bars, several soldiers wearing clean military uniforms walked in from the door. The one at the front was a man in his twenties or eighties.
A clerical worker, people around him call him Secretary Liu.
They held baskets in their arms, containing steaming white-flour steamed buns.
Secretary Liu asked everyone to hand over the basket containing the white flour steamed buns to everyone: "These are the steamed buns prepared by the headquarters for everyone. Thank you for your hard work."
"There are steamed buns."
As soon as the soldiers of the Seventh Company heard about the steamed buns, they put down the food bars in their hands, their eyes shining brightly. Even Xia Yuan, who was sitting aside, couldn't help but raise his head and look at the person coming, his eyes narrowed slightly and his pupils shrank slightly.
Secretary Liu next to Marshal Peng!
Mei Sheng stepped forward and thanked excitedly: "Thank you, Secretary Liu, for your concern. On behalf of the soldiers, thank you!"
"You're welcome. You sent the radio station to the organization. We should thank you."
Secretary Liu glanced at the volunteer soldiers resting in the room, and his eyes lingered on the clothes on some soldiers. The worn-out cotton-padded jackets were filled with cotton and weeds as fillers. He couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and handed the basket to Mei Sheng: "These are what you guys
Eat first, there won’t be enough.”
"Enough is enough"
Mei Sheng took the steamed buns with a smile, turned around and shouted: "Take one for each person, don't take too many."
Yu Congrong shamelessly stretched out his black claws to grab the steamed buns, "Instructor, let me try something first."
Mei Sheng laughed and scolded: "Go aside, Pinghe, come here, come here, give it to everyone, one for each person, and the wounded will get one more."
Pinghe stood up with a smile and called Xia Yuan to join him. The group of people cheered and cheered, making it very lively.
Wu Wanli was holding a pencil stub and was writing a review. Xia Yuan handed over a steamed bun and stuffed another one into Lei Gong.
Xia Yuan stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth and took a big bite. "I'll read it after I finish writing."
Wu Wanli ate the steamed bun in two bites, "I haven't finished writing yet."
Yu Congrong was eating steamed buns in his mouth, and he walked over like a street kid, snatched the self-examination letter from Wu Wanli's hand, held it in his hand and read, "What are you writing about?"
Wu Wanli was anxious, grabbed the end of the pencil, and grabbed Yu Congrong's shoulder with one hand, "Give it to me!"
Yu Congrong lay down and handed the self-reflection written by Wu Wanli to other soldiers. The resting soldiers suddenly became lively and passed around the self-reflection written by Wu Wanli. Finally, it was passed around and passed into the hands of Yu Congrong.
I saw him wearing a cotton suit stained red with blood, holding a letter of apology, and shouted loudly:
"Comrades, let me read to you Comrade Wu Wanli's letter of apology... No, no, no, it's Dan's letter of apology."
The soldiers of the Seventh Company laughed loudly.
Yu Congrong took the self-reflection letter and read in a dignified manner: "I don't agree with Lei Dan's long life. I'm going to kill my brother. I'm going to die. I must change it, hahaha!"
He came to Mei Sheng's side and showed it to Mei Sheng: "Instructor, the little comrade has grown up."
Mei Sheng was sewing clothes. He turned around and said thoughtfully, "The attitude is good, but it doesn't count because it's not signed."
"Then just sign."
Yu Congrong came to Wu Wanli with the letter of apology, returned it to him, looked at Wu Wanli seriously, and said coquettishly, "An egg, if you try hard to peck it open from the inside, may turn into a pile of eggs."
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The soldiers of the Seventh Company laughed and watched Yu Congrong teasing his little comrade with amusement. Xia Yuan ate the steamed buns quietly, with a faint smile and a slight sadness on his face. The more he acted like this, the more sad he became.
The War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea had sacrificed too many people, and he was filled with panic.
"Get lost."
Lei Gong couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and kicked Yu Conrong on the butt. He pointed at Yu Conrong with his finger and turned to all the soldiers of the Seventh Company.
Comrades, when Comrade Yu Congrong went to the battlefield for the first time, he was so frightened that he peed his pants. I washed his pants."
Yu Congrong couldn't help but hug Lei Gong and said, "Be merciful, be merciful."
"Hahaha!"
"I can prove this!!"
Outside the door, Secretary Liu came with two soldiers carrying a lot of cotton clothes. He couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. After laughing, there was a trace of heaviness on his face.
"Everyone keeps all the old and dirty clothes and puts them into clothes suitable for these conditions."
"Thank you comrades for your concern, thank you."
Mei Sheng immediately arranged for the soldiers to prepare, "Dachuan, pick three pieces of clean clothes and take out the cotton to make first aid cotton. The rest will be distributed to comrades. The wounded will be given priority."
Xia Yuan was decorating his gun with a strip of cloth. The white gun was not very conspicuous in the snow. He looked up at Secretary Liu, got up and walked over.
Secretary Liu put down his clothes and looked at the smiling faces of the Seventh Company soldiers, feeling depressed. At this time, a comrade's voice came from behind him.