"You brought out a truck of supplies. Where is the truck?"

Old Liu asked excitedly.

"Heping is watching. It's not far ahead. After we pass by, drive away first. We can't stay here for too long."

Xia Yuan knew that they had penetrated too far into North Korea and were afraid that they had exceeded the front line of the Volunteer Army's attack.

Now there is a chance, with a truck and a truckload of supplies, they can sit in the car and drive all the way back along the path.

The most important thing is that there are many US military medicines on the truck, and the effects are very good.

Old Liu still felt a little unbelievable when he heard this. He was eager to see that cart of supplies.

Walk forward along the ravine, climb over a small slope, and go down the slightly steep mountain road. Soon you will come to a path between the ravine and surrounded by trees.

After walking through the woods and following the path, we easily found the truck parked in the woods.

Xiao Heping was lying on the snow and staring at the silent wilderness. When he heard the movement, he didn't move at first. When he saw the person coming, he stood up from the snow and shouted: "Who! Hand over the gun and don't kill him!"

"You brats, it's us." Old Liu cursed when he heard a familiar voice, and the corners of his eyes were moist: "Granny, I almost thought I couldn't see you two brats anymore."

"Hey hey hey."

Upon hearing this voice, Xiao Heping put away his gun and said happily: "Squad leader, I killed three American Japs and seized so many things. Am I now a fighting hero?"

"It's a fart, please help me quickly."

Old Liu stepped on the snow, and with the support of Xiao Heping, he came to the back of the truck, lifted the black cloth that was half-hidden, and saw the boxes of supplies piled up behind the truck. His eyes showed uncontrollable excitement.

"Squad leader, just wait, I'll give you something good." Xiao Heping climbed into the car and took out a brand new military coat: "Squad leader, this is an American soldier's coat. It's very warm. Xia Yuan and I are wearing it.

that is."

"It's so thick." Old Liu held it in his hand. The inner lining of the coat was made of soft fluff. Just stroking it brought a sense of warmth. "Translator Zhao, Zhou Mao, you go and change into it too."

"Yes, there are plenty here." Xia Yuan climbed into the car, smoothly took out two military coats, and handed them to Zhou Mao and Zhao Translator.

The truck contains a lot of supplies, especially food and medical supplies, which can fill a full truck.

There are many such military coats, there must be thirty sets.

Xia Yuan originally didn't want to take so much. He wanted to wear four or five pieces, which would be enough for them.

Unexpectedly, the soldiers who were summoned were so eager to move the military coats that the top layer of the pile of goods was filled with military coats.

So much so that the goods on the truck were piled up like a hill.

"Such a warm coat, the clothes worn by American soldiers are really good." Zhou Mao couldn't put it down and touched it. Compared with their cotton-padded clothes, it was much worse.

The warmth of cotton-padded clothes is also quite good. Although it is not as good as the coats of the US military, for the poor and poor New China, cotton-padded clothes are already a very good material that the new China can provide with good warmth.

Wearing a military coat will greatly improve your ability to withstand the cold wind.

Xia Yuan dug out the medicines brought from the US military camp in the car and said: "Squad leader, these are medicines. I will treat your wounds. Xiao Heping, go dig a smokeless stove and light a fire."

Old Liu asked: "Is it troublesome?"

"No need to bother, just clean off the ice particles on your wound, get some anti-inflammatory medicine, and I'll clean it up for you. That'll be all. As long as the wound doesn't become inflamed, it will get better over time."

Xia Yuan put the elder Liu next to the car to resist the cold wind blowing from the side.

After receiving the order, Xiao Heping hurriedly took the engineering shovel to dig out the smokeless stove. When the fire rose, Xia Yuan boiled a pot of hot water and began to treat the wound of the elder Liu.

Zhou Mao was on guard at the intersection not far away, looking up into the distance from time to time.

In the mountains in the distance, thick smoke is rising, and you can vaguely see lights shining out, reflecting the black smoke rolling up in the sky, emitting a faint shimmer.

"Dear me, Xia Yuan and Xiao Heping really did it. Not only did they do it, they actually brought out so many supplies."

If Zhou Mao is not envious in his heart, then it must be a lie.

If he had known that they were going to do this, he would have fought for it and followed Xia Yuan.

A week has passed since they arrived at the Korean battlefield. Lao Xiao has killed three American soldiers before he has killed one. This is a true fighting hero.

"Xia Yuan is so powerful."

Muttering, Zhou Mao felt that he underestimated Xia Yuan.

I thought that Xia Yuan would be scared when going to the battlefield because he was young, but now I see that this is not the case at all. Along the way, Xia Yuan has shown behaviors that are far out of line with his age, and many times he has done very different things.

Mature.

Zhou Mao, who is in charge of security and investigation, is worried.

The elder Liu is also worried.

He bit a piece of cloth, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his whole body was stiff and covered with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"How is my leg? Can I still save it?" Old Liu spat out the cloth in his mouth, looked down at the red bandage, and raised his eyes to ask Xia Yuan.

"As long as I'm here, I won't let the squad leader lose his leg." Xia Yuan wrapped a bandage around Liu's wound and continued: "But you must take good nutrition during this period."

"Hey." Old Liu nodded: "Look at your technique, have you learned bandaging before?"

"In the past, when I was in the mountains, I would always fall, twist, or fall into a hunter's trap. My father taught me how to simply bandage and treat wounds." Xia Yuan poured some hot water and washed the sticky blood on his hands, "Slowly

Slowly, I learned simple bandaging and rescue."

"You are so amazing. You have learned everything, including bombing, shooting, bandaging and rescue." Old Liu sighed. He had never seen such an all-around warrior. The most important thing is that he was only seventeen years old.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The elder Liu couldn't believe it. At the age of seventeen, he took Xiao Heping, who was eighteen or nineteen, into the garrison of a US military division and eliminated a US reconnaissance platoon.

, blew up the fuel reserves and ammunition of the US military, and then drove out a truck full of supplies. Almost no one would have imagined it, but Xia Yuan did it.

"Having many skills does not overwhelm one's body." Faced with Liu's praise, Xia Yuan smiled faintly. Having too many skills without overpowering one's body is not just for fun. With a magical system, he can transform anything in life.

Turn it into a skill on the system for your own use.

Many skills are simply familiar.

After treating Old Liu's wounds, Xia Yuan opened another box of cans and distributed them to everyone: "Eat some cans, drink some hot water, and let's set off. Heping, please call Zhou Mao over. The American devils won't be here anytime soon."

They will come out and search, so I guess they will have to wait until tomorrow."

"Hey." Xiao Heping, holding the can, stood up and went to call Zhou Mao.

"After so many supplies have been seized, what are we going to do next? Take these supplies to the troops?" Old Liu opened the can and asked while eating.

"We took the wrong road."

"Did you go the wrong way again?"

"Well, the US military here plans to set up a supply depot in the town ahead, which shows that they have no sense of crisis. Our troops haven't come here yet. I guess we are too deep. We can walk along this mountain road to the northwest for a while.

Let’s check the distance.” Xia Yuan stuffed the salty canned meat into his mouth. The taste was more Western and the taste was average.

"This shows that we really went the wrong way. Fortunately, we discovered it early. If we had not encountered this US division, we would have gone deeper."

Old Liu thought for a while and asked again: "By the way, you scratched your tongue, did you scratch it?"

Xia Yuan shook his head: "I came out in a hurry and didn't catch it, but I guess this American army may be the target of other brother troops."

If the volunteer army's front line advances, this US military force will inevitably be wiped out.

"It's okay, forget it if you didn't catch him. We have seized so much supplies, that's enough." Old Liu comforted him.

After a while, Zhou Mao came over. After eating the canned food, everyone got on the truck, and the wheels turned, pushing away the snow on the ground, and bumped along the mountain path.

In the car, Translator Zhao was quietly eating a can, Xiao Heping had a sweet candy in his mouth, Zhou Mao was sitting on the supplies in the back holding a gun, staring at the surroundings with his dark eyes, Old Liu was sleeping soundly, Xia

Yuan and the others returned safely and brought back so many supplies. The tense nerves were finally relieved and the sleepiness came.

The next day.

There was a faint light in the mountains in the distance, and the sky was gray, as if something was brewing.

The truck was parked in a ravine, using branches and weeds as camouflage.

Five people were hiding in a narrow cave.

Zhou Mao held the gun and looked up at the sky: "It's coming. It's coming."

Everyone raised their heads, and sure enough they heard raindrops falling in the woods, and the light rain quickly covered the scenery outside.

It was raining, and the mountains and forests soon became foggy, and the mountains and fields in the distance became blurry.

It snowed before and rained now, and the temperature in North Korea dropped sharply.

There was a fire burning in the cave, and the smoke rose outside, mixing with the foggy weather. There was no fear of others discovering it.

Old Liu warmed his cold legs and said, "It's starting to rain again. The weather here is really torturous."

Translator Zhao nodded: "No, it's getting colder now."

Old Liu put his military coat over his body and lay on the dry bedding. "Let's rest first. We have to travel tomorrow. We have been in North Korea for so long, and we have finally adjusted our schedule."

With that said, Old Liu closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the valley far away.

Everyone was shocked.

"Did you hear that wrong? It's the sound of cannon!?" Xiao Heping stared and turned to ask Xia Yuan.
To be continued...