Start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 152 I am Song Shilun

The moonlight was very bright tonight, and the American fighter planes still traveled at night, avoiding several rounds of rumbling Mustang bombers scanning the sky back and forth, and a gray shadow that had remained motionless in the grass immediately stood up.

"quick……"

Xu Qing waved his hand vigorously in a small range, and whistled hastily.

The ranks were silent, everyone was used to the roar of the plane, and when the engine started, they knew it was the enemy.

Seeing the plane run away, all of them were steaming, their feet were freezing and they sped up their steps, stepping on the icy and snowy ground, they lifted the stretchers in groups of two, and started to run on the narrow path chasing the time.

Wu Qianli only woke up for a while, and just asked about something, Xu Qing immediately wrapped his coat tightly around him, and asked him to close his eyes and rest first, Qianli's posture has not yet fully recovered, and he is a little weak.

"Stop, password!"

With so many people dispatched together, it was impossible to be invisible when they reached the bottom of the high ground. Guards immediately spotted them in the shelters around the air-raid shelter of the wooden house on the mountain side, and stood up after the emergency post to ask questions.

They were all on guard, and the South Korean army came and went from time to time near the high ground, and there were also many spies among them. If it weren't for the fact that many soldiers were wearing volunteer uniforms, if they were not careful, more than a dozen weapons might have been fired.

Xu Qing immediately said: "Serve the people!"

The leading security team interrogated a few more words, and Xu Qing quickly explained clearly the part of the unit and the situation of himself and others.

The guard nodded after verification: "Hello, comrades, please come with me!"

Everyone followed their footsteps and leaped over. A lot of cover was made around the air-raid shelter, but the actual headquarters of the regiment was not here, but a row of wooden houses in the valley in the valley, close to the cave wall, and the villages everywhere in Xiajieyu. Dress up the same way.

"The place is simple, I can only wrong comrades!"

"Thank you." Xu Qing nodded, expressing his understanding.

He knew that it was really difficult to find a place to cover in the vicinity of Xiajieyu where the artillery was raging, so he immediately asked everyone to send the wounded into the cave and cooperate with the health soldiers here to carry out the handover.

But once inside, everyone slowed down.

The nearby hills here have set up garrisons in natural caves. As soon as they entered, they could see that there were simple front-line field hospitals inside—it was said to be a hospital, but it was actually a flat ground in a wet hole in mud, black soil, and wood. Racks, US military tents, piled up in a mess, the red cross on the army green leather is very bright.

A thin cloth was spread on the slightly dry ground of the cave, and there were many wounded people who had been evacuated from various high places around them.

Yu Congrong opened his mouth wide: "Why are they worse than us..."

"Otherwise, why have there been no support for so many days?" Lei Gong sighed.

"Let's go."

Seeing that many people were freezing and groaning in pain, Xu Qing was even on the verge of death. He couldn't bear it, so he hurriedly went to the head of the field health team here:
"We have seized some Western medicines from the Americans. They are used to relieve pain and treat infections. They work quickly. Let our soldiers introduce them to you..."

"Great! Thank you, thank you, comrade!" The health workers and soldiers here were overjoyed after hearing this, and saluted him one after another. Several young female health workers almost shed tears of excitement.

People who are not on the battlefield can never imagine the preciousness of medicines.

"This way, this way!" Everyone didn't have time to be polite, so Xu Qing hurriedly called a few able-bodied soldiers to help treat the wounded here and distribute the medicine along the way.

As for Qilian, they immediately found a place to settle down and rest.

Pinghe came over and fed Qianli some liquid food that he had finally melted down, and Qianli quickly woke up from the stretcher.

He opened his eyes, and saw Xu Qing organizing and directing the soldiers of the Seventh Company step by step. He was in a hurry, but he was methodical. There seemed to be a calmness that did not belong to this age on that young face. gratified.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, he waved slightly:

"Wanli, come here..."

"You are still injured, lie down first." Xu Qing came over when she saw it.

Qianli shook his head: "I'm not seriously injured, if I survive it, then there's no problem."

Xu Qing nodded, he knew what Qianli said, except for some fine shrapnel embedded in the vest on his face, which cannot be removed for the time being, Wu Qianli has been in a coma until now, most of which was caused by the cannon shock, and there is no other obvious trauma.

While they were talking in low voices, the remaining soldiers followed the defenders of the regiment headquarters to bring in all the things brought down the mountain, and many of them brought in a few corpses and relics.

Thousands of miles away: "They..."

Xu Qing said softly: "The sacrificer."

He was most impressed by a soldier who rushed into the enemy with a blasting tube and died together. Like Yang Gensi, he was so fearless.

"That's Xiao Yang." Qianli told his background: "He is from Liaocheng, Shandong Province, a soldier in the artillery platoon, and usually only talks to Lei Gong, and he is very sincere..."

Xu Qing nodded and wrote it down.This was a soldier he had never paid attention to before. He joined the Seventh Company just over a year earlier than him, and he was considered a new recruit. He still charged so decisively and died so heroically.

Qianli asked, "What about the others...?"

He asked about the remains.

The rest of the things that were brought in one after another were all miscellaneous items. Obviously, he saw the number of soldiers present...the number of people who died in the Seventh Company was far more than that.

"It's gone—it was all blown up by the Americans."

Lei Gong staggered, came over and squatted down to report to Qianli.He was the first to watch Qianli join the Seventh Company, and he was very happy to see him wake up. He didn't care about the wound that had just been medicated, so he came to visit immediately.

Together they looked at the relics piled on the ground, some were clothes, a badge, a finger bone, and even just a handful of black soil—they were soldiers whose bones could not be found.

For example, the two classes led by Guang Fusheng.

For example, Wu Laosan.

For example, Yang Chunxi.

There are many familiar and unfamiliar things.They are all martyrs.

"How much staff has been reduced in the Seventh Company?" Qianli turned his head and stared at Xu Qing's eyes, the sockets of which were a little red.

Xu Qing paused slightly, looked at the more than 80 people sitting and lying in front of him, pursed his lips, and did not answer immediately.

He stood up and glanced at everyone: "Every class...report the number of people!"

Seeing no response from the crowd, Liang Youdi replied in a muffled voice:

"Six people will be reduced in the first class, and seven people will be reduced in the third class."

"Class [-] is gone."

"There is one person left in class five..."

"It's all gone."

"you……"

Qianli struggled to get up, watching several squad leaders lower their heads and muffled the counting, none of them dared to look up, their faces were numb and ashamed.Qianli was a little lost.

After a long time, he asked:

"Did we... win?"

"Not lost."

It took a long time for Qianli to recover from the silence, and he sighed slightly: "...you have actually done a good job, and everyone has done a good job too."

It was nothing at first, but when everyone heard this sentence, they immediately became a little uncomfortable and unwilling.

"Should not be!!!"

Yu Congrong clenched his fists, stood up unwillingly, and said, "Actually, we have been winning battles since we entered the court, and we can do better! But... there is no ammunition for the damn thing, and dozens of shells are needed. Or another box of white phosphorous grenades, we will definitely be better than now! Brothers...the number of fallen will be less than now..."

Qianli pulled his pale face, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Hehe, when are you doing revolution, defending your home and country, when have you never seen bloodshed? With your ass tied to your waist, no matter how hard you hit, you will inevitably suffer sacrifices..."

"Company commander!" Zhong Dingyi held his gun and shook his head, a little dissatisfied: "But we are not only fighting, we also want to win. When I came, he told me that he wanted to introduce me to Huang Hua from the nearby village. Miss, I still want to go back and have a look!"

Xu Qing looked at these soldiers who were actually only in their twenties, up to their thirties. Like him, many of them left their warm hometowns and came to the bone-chilling Korean battlefield, either without or just getting married.

Some people have been sleeping here forever, without a sound, and their family members don't know it yet.And the rest of the people don't know what their fate will be...

He looked at Qianli silently, then looked at the dark cave roof, and said softly:

"Don't worry! We will definitely be able to go back."

Lei Gong sighed slightly, and patted Qianli on the back to help him down, Liang Youdi lowered his head, Liu Zhiyi remained silent, Zhong Dingyi secretly wiped his tears, Pinghe looked blankly and didn't know what he was thinking, and Song Weiguo and Yu Congrong was not as excited as before. For a while, everyone fell into some kind of contemplation...

The cave was silent.

Only the wailing of the health workers and the wounded echoed softly.

Xu Qing didn't say anything more. We have already experienced countless deaths, injuries and pains on the battlefield. In fact, why don't you understand?
These people are all veterans who have seen too much blood. He knows... when it's time to fight, these pains and frustrations will definitely explode with endless power on these silent people!
"I'm going out for a walk."

Shaking his head, Xu Qing handled the surrounding affairs properly, and then let out a breath.

It was midnight at this time, and the temperature outside the cave had reached the point where it could not be lowered. Xu Qing's mouth was burning and dry for the past few days. One mouthful of saliva nailed it.

He didn't go out. He stood inside the cave listening to the wind and watching the night elephants. He ate a few mouthfuls of hard canned food that had been frozen into icicles. Immediately, sporadic gunshots sounded in the sky in the belt area.

At this time, the early morning had just passed, and the night suddenly became noisy again.

Xu Qing knew that this hard-won tranquility might soon be broken.

really.

After a short while, a sentry ran over quickly, shouting at the top of his voice:

"The seventh interspersed company! The seventh interspersed company!"

Xu Qing hurriedly replied: "Here!"

When the sound came, all the soldiers in the cave heard it, and they were about to get up in the dark.

"—Who is your company commander!"

"I!"

"I!"

Wu Qianli and Xu Qing both answered in unison.

Qianli lay in the cave, looked at his weak body, then at him, and smiled: "Go."

"Okay." Xu Qing picked up the rifle and carried it on his back, then put down the can and let out a long breath of white mist.

He did it on purpose.

He could feel the gaze behind him watching him leave, in the tired softness, there was respect, trust, and a sense of comfort that couldn't go away.

And Xu Qing had a voice in her heart, which also sounded quietly:

Brother, from now on... I will protect you.

.........

Passing through the valley, he quickly passed the sentry inspection, and he arrived at the entrance of the wooden house of the headquarters. The house was tightly packed with papyrus, straw, and leaves, and the roof was also wrapped in white cloth, so that there was no light at all in the dark.

As soon as he opened the door and went in, there were several chiefs in military overcoats standing in front of the command table. One of them he knew was Wang Xiang, the head of the [-]nd Regiment.

He was about to make a report, but found that someone was answering the phone, so he quickly stopped talking.

"Yes... our regiment has received offensive and defensive orders, but we don't know when the logistics will arrive..."

"Okay... we must..."

The voice fell, and the sound of pushing the door attracted attention. When the people in the room saw someone coming in, their eyes suddenly fell on him.

"Wu Wanli?"

"Yes."

Xu Qing stood at attention and saluted.

"Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, hurry up, come here! I have your call—"

A chubby comrade-in-chief immediately changed his slow gait, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, ran over, and dragged him to the radio talking machine.

The surrounding communication soldiers who were on duty at night all looked at him curiously and nervously, talking in low voices, his hearing was amazing, and he could even hear sporadic words about Qilian and his name.

He felt a little strange in his heart, but he didn't say much. He was pulled aside very obediently, and took the microphone handed over by a soldier. As soon as he picked it up, the discussions around him fell silent instantly.

Xu Qing rubbed his dry throat, and said loudly, "Hi, Chief, I am the Seventh Interlude Company Wu Wanli."

The communication at the other end of the phone was not very smooth, and it was intermittent. The communication officer next to him pulled the phone line up and slowly, a calm middle-aged voice came out:
"I am Song Shilun."

(End of this chapter)