Everyone is obviously curious about these gadgets. This is the first time I have seen a razor. In the past, everyone used a bayonet to shave carefully. Hair was cut in China, and some in the army also cut hair.
As a soldier, when there is no mission, we all go to get our hair cut together.
It’s really rare to find shaving tools, especially the shiny blade inside, which is really well made.
There was only one razor, so everyone took turns using it. After shaving, my face felt much refreshed.
The truck continued on the road, and there was still a long way to go before reaching Chenghuang Hall. This distance was very dangerous. Xia Yuan's plan was to move along Jiguan Mountain, but after walking for a while, they did not encounter anyone heading towards Jiguan Mountain.
Some of the roads are only winding paths, not large enough for trucks to pass.
When he didn't encounter enemies, Xia Yuan didn't want to abandon the supplies in the truck.
So he chose to keep driving forward.
The road along the Han River was relatively wide, with dense forests on one side and rolling mountains on the other. After turning on night vision, he could see bunkers and fortifications on the top of the mountain from a distance, which were the heights of the stick soldiers along the road.
The deployment is carried out on the above.
"It should be no problem to drive on the highway, right? What if Bangzi sets up checkpoints on the highway?"
Instructor Shao was a little worried.
Xia Yuan was not very worried. He even turned on the car's headlights and ran on the road in a swagger. He said casually: "When you encounter a checkpoint, just observe it first, and then shoot him to death while he is unaware."
"So reckless?" Instructor Shao said in shock.
"Don't be so reckless. The road ahead is not going to be easy. As you can see, instructor, there is no way up the mountain on both sides of the road."
Xia Yuan was a little helpless.
Instructor Shao stopped saying anything. If nothing else, sometimes Xia Yuan's methods are quite good. Since what he said, there shouldn't be any big problem.
Two trucks were speeding on the road, their headlights shining brightly, illuminating the darkness in front of them, making it difficult to see clearly.
After driving forward for more than ten minutes, the truck bumped along the way and everyone felt a little sleepy.
Wang Xiaoliang leaned next to Tan Zhanbiao. Looking at Wang Xiaoliang who was sleepy and holding his eyelids open, Tan Zhanbiao said: "Little man, if you can't do it, just sleep for a while. There is nothing to do at the moment. I will call you as soon as anything happens."
you."
"Monitor, I can hold on for a while longer."
Wang Xiaoliang seemed to be talking in his sleep and kept talking.
"have to."
Tan Zhanbiao smiled.
Lao Yang said: "This kid is so tired. He just joined the company and ran to North Korea. It's a miracle that he can survive until now."
"Platoon leader, if you don't say anything else, just follow me and make sure he comes home alive... Oh, oh, oh, Changgui, can you please be gentle?"
Liu Tiezhu on the side slapped his chest, and a sudden pain came from the wound. He turned around and grinned at Sun Changgui, who was applying medicine to him.
Sun Changgui chuckled and said, "You're using too much force, you're using too much force."
Liu Tiezhu grinned, making everyone laugh.
"Shut up and prepare to fight!"
Xia Yuan's cold voice suddenly made everyone's hearts tighten. Tan Zhanbiao immediately slapped Wang Xiaoliang and woke him up. Everyone had already touched the gun and got up one after another, squatting down and staring into the distance.
I saw a checkpoint in front of me. A barrier made of logs and steel wires lay across the road. Six or seven figures stood behind the barrier, watching them approach from a distance, holding guns in their hands.
"Bangzi, is it Bangzi?"
Wang Xiaoliang asked.
"Don't make a sound!"
Lao Yang covered the little man's mouth, with a trace of solemnity between his brows.
Wang Xiaoliang's eyes widened, and he felt a little nervous inside. He grabbed the gun in his hand tightly, closed his mouth, and did not dare to say a word.
It was very dark, and the car's lights were very bright. The dazzling lights illuminated several stick soldiers unable to open their eyes. They squinted at the two approaching trucks. There was no black shed on the truck, and they could vaguely see what was being pulled on it.
Materials.
"Xia Yuan!"
As they got closer and closer to the checkpoint, they could clearly see the faces of the stick soldiers. The instructor looked a little solemn and grabbed the gun in his hand hard.
"Instructor, don't be nervous! Act accordingly!"
Xia Yuan comforted him, took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator gently, then opened the car window, exposed half of his head, and opened his mouth to express his beauty.
"Fuck! Fuck! Get out of my way! Get out of my way! I have to hurry up and complete the mission!"
This checkpoint was guarded by a team leader of the stick soldiers. There were only one squad of soldiers, working in two shifts, taking turns to watch the night. This team leader was pretty good. When the soldiers were keeping watch at night, he also followed him. He was setting an example.
It is just to show their superiors, and only in this way can they be appreciated by their superiors. Maybe in a battle, if a certain commander is killed by the Chinese, they can take his place.
War is the fastest way to rise, so what you have to do is to show up and leave an impression on your superiors.
Who knows who may be passing by them at some point may be the chief.
No, the opportunity has come.
The squad leader thought happily.
Suddenly, there was a burst of yelling from the truck.
"It's an American!"
The squad leader of the stick soldiers was stunned for a moment. He looked at the truck that was accelerating and yelling more fiercely. He quickly asked his soldiers to move the roadblock. The two trucks stepped on the accelerator and kept going.
Forward thrust.
The stick soldier dodged to the side of the road and looked back at the truck that was going away.
"Why did the Americans come over there?"
"Yeah, there don't seem to be any Americans in front of us, right?"
"Is that our truck?"
"It seems like our trucks. How do Americans use our trucks?"
"Maybe they are in trouble?"
Listening to his soldiers chatting, the squad leader suddenly realized something. He raised his head and looked at the truck going away. The truck was pulling people. Those people were not wearing helmets. In the flash of lightning, he raised his gun and pulled the trigger.
The crisp sound of gunfire tore through the silent and dull night.
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The squad leader woke up.
Those trucks are their own. The American trucks support the automobile troops. But now the automobile troops are still behind. The vanguard troops use trucks produced by themselves. There are clear Korean characters on the trucks.
The bullet grazed the top of Lao Yang's head and disappeared into the darkness in the distance. His forehead almost exploded. Lao Yang quickly squatted down, holding the gun and cursing.
Immediately after the gunfire, bullets floated over from the checkpoint and passed overhead. They were about to fight back when Xia Yuan's voice came from the front.
"Don't worry, everyone squat down and step on the accelerator!"
The truck's engine revved and made a low roar. The tires rubbed against the ground, running a large amount of mud and sand onto the ruts.
When the stick soldiers couldn't hit, they stopped fighting and started calling for support. They discovered the Chinese, which was generally a great achievement.
The highway was closed. The gunshots definitely alerted the stick soldiers on the nearby highlands. Once they surrounded them, they wouldn't even have a chance to lose the truck. Seeing the winding mountain road, Xia Yuan grabbed the steering wheel and pulled the truck.
Plunge headlong into the bottomless, dark mountain road.
There were more trees on both sides, and the ground became pitted and full of rocks. The truck walked on it, bumping constantly, and soon the sound of someone vomiting came from behind.
"I was so full that the force of the jolt knocked the food out of my stomach."
Lao Yang lit up a cigarette. Although he felt nauseous in his stomach, he still endured it. The pungency of the cigarette passed through his lungs and suppressed the feeling of vomiting. Everyone also had cigarettes in their mouths, and they were all
They are old smokers. After all, apart from fighting, their lives are very monotonous, boring, and even simple. Smoking may be their only way to find fun.
The army doesn't pay much attention to smoking, so everyone has become a regular smoker.
The car drove deep into the mountain forest, and Xia Yuan didn't know where he was now. The surroundings were quiet and dark, except for the lights of two trucks, which were like the only two stars in the dark sky.
After driving forward for more than twenty minutes, the mountain road became increasingly difficult to move forward, so I stepped on the brakes and turned off the lights and engine.
The person driving behind was Lao Chen. He also stepped on the brakes, turned off the lights, then turned off the engine. He jumped out of the car. When he walked to the car in front, he found that the company commander had already gotten out of the car. He was clasping his waist and looking at the surrounding mountains and forests.
His eyes were somewhat focused.
"What's the matter, company commander?"
Chen Lie asked.
"There's gunshots!"
Xia Yuan said: "Come down, Lao Yang, and follow me with two people to occupy the high ground. Move quickly! Others, stay where you are!"
"Xia Yuan, there was gunfire somewhere." Instructor Shao stopped him: "It's too dangerous for the four of you to go. Please take us all with you."
"The gunfire was a bit far away, but it was moving. Either our people were chasing the sticks, or the sticks were chasing our people. I took them to see if they could break the siege."
Xia Yuan comforted the instructor, and then talked about what he had done before, and then said: "Instructor, take the people and continue driving along this road. Don't lose the supplies. These supplies are the most important. If they are lost,
It will be difficult to find supplies in the future."
If a company wants to get back on its feet, it must rely on these supplies. The most important thing is that he will take over a new unit and will need a lot of supplies. He will build this company into an ace company.
These supplies are their beginning.
After all, if we really want to go head-to-head with the U.S. 24th Division, relying solely on guns is obviously not enough. We also need artillery.
Instructor Shao was silent for a while and asked: "Are you sure?"
"Instructor, don't you still believe what I'm doing?" Xia Yuan smiled and shouted: "Lao Yang, bring more grenades, let's go."
"yes!"
Lao Yang climbed into the car with two soldiers, opened a box containing grenades, stuffed six grenades into each person, jumped out of the car, followed Xia Yuan into the woods, and ran up the mountain.
"Instructor."
Chen Lie held the gun with some worry.
Everyone looked at instructor Shao.
Instructor Shao took a deep breath and said, "Get in the car!"
Everyone did not protest and climbed into the car silently. Instructor Shao opened the cab door of the first truck and said: "Let's continue to set off. The company commander is right. These materials are very valuable and can save our lives at critical moments."
, and you must believe in the company commander, he will come back safely."
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In the forest, there were four or five figures running forward quickly. One of them was carrying a person on his back. The person's thigh was blown off and was wrapped with a lot of bandages. There was still bright red blood spilling out.
Behind them, a platoon of stick soldiers was chasing closely. They held their guns and pushed forward in a skirmish line. The sound of gunshots echoed in the valley.
The bullets chased their butts, smashing trees and snapping shrubs.
"Gangzi! Put me down!"
Lying on his back with an injured thigh is the squad leader of the second squad of the third platoon of the seventh company of the 540th Regiment. His name is Luo Wensong. Everyone calls him squad leader Luo. Squad leader Luo is a very good fighter. He belongs to the Ma type.
His temper is relatively hot.
Gangzi beneath him was a new recruit who had just joined the company when their class was in China. He followed them on the Korean battlefield and had a very stubborn temper.
Listening to the gunfire approaching behind him, he knew in his heart that he was the root cause of their retreat.
Seeing the enemy chasing him more and more closely, and getting closer and closer, Luo Wensong began to feel anxious. He asked Gangzi to put him down. Gangzi was stubborn and silently carried Luo Wensong on his back, panting violently.
Rough.
"Flask, ask Gangzi to put me down! Otherwise, no one will be able to escape!" Luo Wensong shouted to a young soldier again.
Flask, whose real name is Xu Shaoping, is seventeen years old and has been in the company for four years. The returning regiment destroyed their hometown. Xu Shaoping ran out and joined their team. He started fighting the reactionaries and later the bandits. Despite his young age,
But he is a veteran soldier.
Xu Shaoping is thin and not tall. He can run very fast, not much taller than a gun. He is a bit funny holding the gun, but he is very skilled in pulling the bolt and shooting. He does it in one go. He has also been baptized by blood and artillery fire on the battlefield. I don’t know.
How much blood and tears have been shed. If you take off his clothes, you can see that his body is covered with scars. They are battlefield medals and testimonies left to these brave men.
Although Xu Shaoping was small, he was not timid at all in fighting. Not only was he influenced by Luo Wensong, but his family was also bloodbathed by the Returning Regiment. He had already planted a seed of hatred for the enemy in his heart. Every time he fought against the reactionaries,
, he rushed further forward than Luo Wensong.
After hearing the squad leader's words, Xu Shaoping pulled the bolt and fired without saying a word. Seeing the enemy getting closer and closer, he took the initiative to stay and shoulder the task of rearguard.
"Come back! Xu Shaoping! I order you to come back!"
"Squad leader, thank you. I have avenged my mother, father, eldest brother, and little sister a long time ago. It's time to go find them."
This is what Xu Shaoping said before leaving, and he stayed where he was without hesitation.
A soldier broke away from his team, squatted next to Xu Shaoping, raised his gun and shot at the enemy. He turned around and said:
"Flask, I'm here to help you! Gangzi, you go quickly and be sure to take good care of the squad leader!"
"You go!"
"No, you can't do it alone. The two of us can delay it for a little longer."
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"Xu Shaoping! Feng Yuelong! You stay alive for me, stay alive!"