The roar of the engine was getting closer and closer, and the sound began to expand continuously, as if it was ringing in their ears. The inexperienced comrades in the transport convoy or the North Korean people looked at the sky in panic. No matter which direction they looked, they could not
Getting rid of the buzzing roar, they were already covered and drowned by this huge roar.
Volunteer soldiers carrying guns quickly rushed into the team, shouting, "Disperse! Disperse quickly!"
A female combat comrade who was only nineteen years old in the Munitions Department shouted: "Protect the supplies. The supplies cannot be blown up. Protect the supplies."
"Comrade, don't worry, we will protect the supplies,"
Buzz~buzz~buzz~
The roar continued to grow.
Suddenly there was a commotion from the team ahead.
"Plane! Plane!"
Lin Qingxue raised her head with her snow-white neck, bright flares hanging in her pupils, and four US military bombers revealed their ferocious figures from above the clouds.
They were discovered by the enemy!
Enemy fighter jets dive.
The entire transportation team immediately became commotion.
"Plane, we were discovered by the enemy!"
"Spread out and take cover!"
"Protect the supplies. These supplies cannot be blown up by enemy aircraft!"
There was a noisy sound in her ears, accompanied by the huge roar, which almost drowned Lin Qingxue. This was the first time she encountered a US bomber on the Korean battlefield.
Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh!
Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling sound in my ears, and something fell from the sky.
In an instant, the whole world began to tremble continuously. Huge roars filled the fields, covering even the roars from enemy bombers. There were screams and cries everywhere, and the sounds of livestock everywhere.
There were chaotic shouts everywhere.
The whole world seems to be at the end of the world.
Lin Qingxue's eyes reflected the mud that was rolled up several feet high. The shattered shrapnel and impact overturned the man and the carriage. The overturned people fell to the ground motionless.
"Lin Qingxue, Lin Qingxue!"
The shouts from her classmates brought Lin Qingxue back to her senses. She reacted and rushed to a volunteer comrade who fell on the ground. This was a young soldier with black shrapnel on his cheek.
There was blood coming out. When he saw Lin Qingxue, with the last glimmer of hope in his eyes, he stretched out his dirty hands tremblingly and took out a letter from his pocket.
"Here, Gulu, here, you...Gulu...huhu..."
"Give it to me, give it to me."
Lin Qingxue grabbed the letter in his hand, her voice trembling a little, but when she saw him touching her epaulette again, before her hand could touch it, a large amount of black and red blood poured out of her mouth, and her trembling hand fell on her body.
"Comrade, comrade."
Lin Qingxue shouted, her eyes fell on the epaulette, she stretched out her hand and pulled off a piece of paper. The note read, 'Niu Jingchun, born in 1933, ancestral home in Beihe Ning County...'
This volunteer soldier is about the same age as her, even one year younger than her, but she is a student and the other person is a soldier. The only thing in common is that they both shoulder the mission of protecting their homeland and revitalizing China.
Lin Qingxue looked at the note in her hand. She thought of what she heard from the old comrades in the team when she entered the court: "They all have a note with their name, birth date and home address. Many of them don't know each other."
name, this note is their identity. This note is also called the honor note. After a soldier died, this note was to be torn off. However, many soldiers were blown up by enemy bombs, leaving only their clothes.
of fragments.”
She firmly grasped the glory strip in her hand, put it with the letter in her pocket, and continued running forward.
The entire transport team was in chaos. US bombers dropped bombs one after another. The continuous explosions drowned out everyone's shouts and the roar of fighter planes. A plane followed a long rumbling queue, carrying heavy loads on its fuselage.
The machine gun sprayed out two long chains of fire, swinging down like two long whips.
The livestock were hit by heavy machine guns, and their bodies exploded. Broken meat, bones and internal organs attached to the meat were everywhere. Some soldiers fell on the supplies to protect them, and the fire chains swept over them, leaving only a dazzling trail of blood.
, there were shouts everywhere.
She saw a classmate of hers who was rescuing supplies and holding a box of ammunition. A dazzling bullet penetrated his body. In an instant, his body was shattered, leaving only the upper half of his identity and his arms.
The ammunition box inside also fell to the ground, leaving half of his body still alive. Looking at the harmonica and the ammunition box that fell, without thinking too much, he stretched out his hand to grab the ammunition box, but was horrified to find that he only had
He pulled the lower half of his body a few times, but found that he couldn't use any strength at all. His eyes gradually lost color, and his hands fell weakly to the ground. When he was dying, he grabbed a corner of the ammunition box with one hand, and the harmonica played
fell beside him.
In the face of country and dream, he chose country.
Lin Qingxue couldn't hold back her tears. She rushed over, grabbed the ammunition box and ran to the roadside. She put the ammunition box in a safe place. She looked back at the transportation team. It was a mess, but many soldiers were carrying ammunition in an orderly manner.
, Lin Qingxue dropped the ammunition box and joined the team transporting ammunition.
Volunteer soldiers and comrades from the art team, as well as the North Korean people who came to help transport supplies, were quickly carrying ammunition that had been pulled down by frightened livestock. They braved the enemy's bombers and risked their lives to rescue them. The deafening roar covered the air.
The entire transportation team.
Bombs fell on the ground one after another, and the rolled up soil was bloody. There were soldiers killed and sacrificed by enemy bombs, comrades in the cultural corps, Korean people and livestock, and food was scattered everywhere.
"Quick, the food, the food is all spilled."
"Watch out for planes, watch out for planes!"
"Comrades, speed up and rescue ammunition and food. The front line needs this batch of ammunition and food."
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Go down and carry the ammunition box on your back.
Lin Qingxue was sweating profusely and panting heavily. She was carrying a bag of food hard and fell to the ground overwhelmed. The soldiers beside her helped her up, "Comrade Mini is fine..."
Before he finished speaking, a string of fire-like bullets shot down from the sky. The soldier next to him was hit by the bullet, and his body exploded instantly. Blood sprayed all over Lin Qingxue. She sat on the ground blankly, looking at the broken pieces on the ground.
She cried and picked up the arm on the ground, looking for his strip of glory. She could not imagine that one second she was helping her comrade, and the next second he was shot through the body by an enemy bullet.
"Get up quickly!"
A soldier ran over, pulled her up, and shouted: "Comrade, don't stay in one place, quickly hide."
Lin Qingxue was covered in blood and her face was stained with tears. She shouted in a tearful voice: "Glory bar, glory bar."
The soldier glanced at the severed limb in Lin Qingxue's hand, caught a glimpse of the location of the glory bar, and shouted: "Comrade, the glory bar has been shattered and gone. You quickly go to cover and wait until the enemy plane leaves before coming out."
Lin Qingxue staggered as she walked, past events reappearing in her mind. She had visited wounded soldiers in a field hospital and felt the cruelty of war from those wounded. She had evaded enemy bombers in tunnels and listened to the roar of bombers.
, that is a weapon that threatens their logistics and transportation troops.
As she was thinking, the soldier pulled her to a reverse slope and said, "Comrade, you hide here, the enemy's planes can't shoot you."
After saying that, he turned around and threw himself into the battle.
Just a few steps away, a bomb fell on his side. The violent explosion rolled up a large amount of soil, and the ground was shaking. Shrapnel splashed everywhere, shooting into the soil and sinking into the tree trunks, making a dull impact.
Lin Qingxue raised her head, shook the dirt off her hat, and shouted: "Comrade, how are you?"
The soldier stood up staggeringly and said: "Comrade, I'm fine. You should stay hidden and don't be blown up by this foreign devil's iron bird."
He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground with a thud.
Lin Qingxue was shocked and looked around. No one was helping. At this time, they were rushing to transport goods. There were very few people to take care of the wounded. Gritting her silver teeth, she stood up from the reverse slope and ran to the soldier. The enemy
The bomb exploded seven or eight meters away from her, and the broken shrapnel whizzed past her. She was very scared, but she was even more afraid that the soldiers who helped her would be killed by the enemy's bombs.
"Comrade, how are you?"
The soldier vomited blood from his mouth, "Comrade, go quickly, leave me alone, the enemy, the enemy's iron bird, the iron bird..."
He spoke intermittently, and Lin Qingxue was shocked. She looked down and saw that the soldier's stomach was penetrated by shrapnel, and the blood slowly infected his cotton clothes. Ling Qingxue quickly took out her handkerchief from her arms and pressed it
He touched the soldier's wound and shouted: "Come quickly, health worker, health worker! There are wounded here!"
"Comrade, I am a health worker."
A female comrade ran over, squatted beside the two of them, untied the soldier's cotton jacket, and exposed the hideous wound. His stomach had been penetrated by shrapnel from front to back, and the bloody wound was constantly bleeding out, and had infected the handkerchief in Lin Qingxue's hand.
.
The female hygienist checked it and looked at Lin Qingxue helplessly.
Lin Qingxue looked at the female health worker blankly, realizing that this soldier might not be saved.
"Okay, it's so cold. I, I'm afraid I'm going to die. Comrade, please, I'm sorry to bother you."
The soldier looked at the sky illuminated by flares, his voice trembled, and as he spoke, blood and blood foam continued to pour out of his mouth.
The female health worker hurriedly yelled: "Comrade, tell me."
"Suicide note, help, help me, take it home."
The soldier's eyes widened and he looked at the sky, a little helpless. He seemed to know that there was no possibility of rescue. He took off his honor strip and stuffed it indiscriminately. Gurgling sounds kept coming from his mouth, as if he wanted to
Take a look at the world in front of you. At the last moment of his life, he was still looking at the sky illuminated by flares.
"Woooooooo..."
Lin Qingxue cried helplessly, watching helplessly as the young soldiers around her died under the enemy's fire. She was caught off guard and didn't even have time to react, but she had no choice. She only had the violin. Apart from the violin, what else could she do?
None.
"Comrade, cheer up!" The female health worker squatted next to Lin Qingxue and encouraged firmly: "We still have a mission, and we cannot let down those comrades who sacrificed their lives! We cannot let down our country and people!"
Lin Qingxue wiped away her tears and got up from the ground. She put the soldier's letter into her pocket and put it away carefully. She turned to look at the transportation troops. The transportation troops had spread out to the surrounding mountains and forests, and soldiers and Korean people were everywhere rescuing them.
The figure of materials.
"Comrade, I'm going to rescue supplies!"
Lin Qingxue put the violin behind her into the arms of the sacrificed little soldier, turned around and joined the rescue of supplies.
Bombs fell on the transport team one after another, rolling up soil ten feet high. The huge shock wave lifted people, animals, and carriages away. More and more supplies fell to the ground. She ran to a carriage that had overturned on the ground.
Holding the white noodles sprinkled on the ground, many people around them were rescuing food. This food was extremely precious and came from their country. When the country was first established, everything was in a state of exhaustion, and food was all
Incomparably precious.
She dragged the loaded grain to the side of the road. A soldier helped her, put away the grain, and then turned around to continue rescuing supplies. Lin Qingxue looked up at the transport team, and enemy bombers roared overhead, dropping bombs one after another.
Come, the cannonball roars with a huge, sharp whistling sound, accompanied by a violent explosion that sweeps across the earth, causing mud, sand and gravel to be lifted up more than ten meters high everywhere.
Lin Qingxue held flour in her hands and was stunned for a few moments. She saw North Korean people being killed by enemy bombs in order to drive their livestock. She saw soldiers holding ammunition being blown away by the shock wave caused by the exploding bombs. She saw
The cattle that were running rampant were shot at by heavy machine guns. She saw bags of grain and ammunition blown up by enemy bombs. The carriages were turned into pieces and scattered on the ground. The firelight was swaying on the ground in a brilliant way.
flares flashing in the sky.
Suddenly, the sound of a bomb tearing through the air was heard in her ears. Lin Qingxue was shocked. She realized that a bomb was falling next to her. She glanced at the comrades who were rescuing food. These were art corps soldiers with little battlefield experience.
, they were still saving the food spilled on the ground without knowing why.
After reacting, Lin Qingxue sprinkled the flour in her hands on the ground and shouted: "Get up quickly, hide quickly!"
Her voice was too soft. The sharp and continuous roar of the bomb covered and drowned her voice, as if she had dropped a small pebble on the rough ocean.
She rushed over desperately and pulled away a soldier who was still rescuing food. While the soldiers were stunned, shells exploded around them. Everyone reacted and quickly dodge around. Lin Qingxue pulled her away.
A female comrade stayed away from that area, but shells fell one after another.
A cannonball exploded right next to them, and the shattered shrapnel caused a huge impact and knocked the two of them to the ground.
Lin Qingxue only felt her head buzzing. She wanted to reach out and get up from the ground, but found that she could no longer feel the existence of her arms. She lowered her head and looked at her body. Both arms had been blown off, and blood was stained on the pieces of clothes.
.
Buzz!!
For a moment, Lin Qingxue's brain seemed to explode, her vision went black, and she fainted completely.
When she passed out, all she could think about was that she would never be able to play the violin again.