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Chapter 28 The Yalu River is flowing under my feet!

He stood still and thought, while the train was already galloping non-stop on the border fields, and the scenery passed by.After the soldiers counted, the atmosphere in the carriage was quite strong, and they were all recharging their energy.

The train had to travel until late at night before reaching the Andong area and the Yalu River Bridge near Linjiang.

What is different from usual is that even the soldiers of the Seventh Company, who have experienced many battles, are more or less apprehensive when they look at the familiar land away from them in the car.

Even Yu Congrong, who was hilarious just now, is much quieter now.

Xu Qing looked around, walked to Wu Qianli, and asked:
"Brother... What if the reconnaissance plane returns to blow up the bridge?"

Qianli looked back: "We didn't go to the Northeast for preparations, but came here in advance to prevent them from blowing up our roads."

"Shall we cross the river by train?"

A military column full of soldiers marching through North Korea is like a living target.

"I don't know yet. It may be an urgent march, or it may be a railway crossing the bridge. It depends on the order from the regiment."

Xu Qing asked suspiciously: "If the plane is called to bomb and we know that we will die, why should we go like this?"

Qianli frowned: "This is the military order. There is an atomic bomb ahead, and we must also rush to it!"

He had no choice but to remain silent.

After thinking about it, he asked again: "The matter of the cotton clothes has not been resolved..."

Looking at him from thousands of miles: "You are the company commander, and I am the company commander?"

"I'm afraid that everyone will be cold. It's already so cold now, what should I do if I freeze to death..."

"Didn't the folks give us hundreds of pieces, we should be able to share some."

"What if it's not enough?
"Let's go to the battlefield to grab it back!"

Seeing his appearance, Qianli's tone softened a bit, "Don't worry, these divisions are already studying it. Can you think about it, with so many staff officers in the division and army, can they think of it?"

"You have grown up a lot. I understand your concerns. You haven't seen what a real war looks like. Mei Sheng and I will report these situations to the regiment later. I am the company commander, let alone take The lives of the soldiers are a joke! All vigilance and preparation are worth it."

He patted Xu Qing's shoulder, feeling relieved and sighing.

Xu Qing wanted to say something, but Qianli had already walked away.He took the counted cotton clothes list that Lei Gong handed him, called some people to hug the cotton clothes, and left the carriage with the instructor Mei Sheng.

Xu Qing sat down and sat there thinking for a long time.Trying hard to recall the details I saw in the movie theater, but my mind is full of:

Non-stop fighting, non-stop sacrifices, non-stop encounters... As if the U.S. military's artillery fire will never end, when you look up, the monster-like U.S. planes sanction the earth with shells in the sky.

Underneath are fire, blood, shouts, charge chant, and fearless sprint.

He remembered what Lei Gong told him: How should we live?
They have the most advanced fighter jets, hundreds of advanced tanks, we are zero; they have all kinds of winter clothes, we basically do not have; they have canned meat, chocolate, biscuits, sausage, turkey, red wine, we are fried noodles A mouthful of snow.

He vaguely remembered a story about a group of volunteer soldiers eating an apple in a text in his childhood.The bitter days of sadness, helplessness, hunger, and desperate fighting are extremely uncomfortable.

The huge gap in equipment, supplies, and military strength left the only way for the volunteer soldiers to go all out.

But in such a war between the whole country, the power of an individual is too small.

He has no way to resist the continuous bombing and sweeping of thousands of U.S. aircraft...

He has no way to stop the retreat and logistical transportation from the opposite side that blows up all the borders, so that the volunteers can only survive by gnawing potatoes...

He has no way to let the cotton-padded clothes that the whole country can't gather together, and deliver them to every soldier with one order...

He was alone, and a little fool Goldfinger.He didn't know if he could survive the bombardment and the bullets, and complete the task of "living".But he had no choice.

All he can do is to try his best to protect these comrades around him and avoid some dangers he may know.

For the rest...let the gun in your hand speak to the bullets!
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The train traveled for more than eight hours.

Ula Ula's military column was advancing rapidly at the uninhabited border. Some people were still discussing, but they were nervous and excited, and slowly began to feel sleepy again.Many people are resting and doing their own things.

The company commander Qianli went to the train train where the regiment headquarters was located from time to time to inquire about the news, but he rarely saw anyone.

Lei Gong was cleaning the two bazookas, as if to make them spotless.

Ping He still adjusted his machine gun, oiled the parts, checked each bullet, and looked orderly.

Yu Congrong sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, put his package and gun in his arms, and fell asleep soundly.

Zhang Xiaoshan, a new translator from the capital, was quietly reading a book in front of a dim lantern. Xu Qing saw the fiery red cover, which was "Selected Works of Mao" published during the Anti-Japanese War.

Xu Qing herself was holding the gun, resting in a corner, and secretly brought up the system interface.

This week, relying on the accumulation of 10 points of experience every day in Task [-], after adding points, the skills were finally upgraded:
【Shooting: Intermediate (23/1000)】

I don't know if it's powerful or not, I haven't tested it yet.But now, with a gun in his hand, he does have a sense of proficiency. The hand holding the gun has become unusually stable, and his eyes are more accurate.

With the skills in hand, he finally felt a sense of security.

a moment.

It was about eleven o'clock at night.Qianli and Meisheng both entered the carriage, woke up everyone who was resting, and announced:
"Everyone wake up—the order is down! We have arrived in Andong now, and we will arrive in Linjiang in two hours. We will immediately follow the large army across the river on foot and enter North Korea in the dark! Everyone pack up your equipment and prepare to march lightly!"

The soldiers cheered up one after another and quickly packed up their things.

The army required that all members of the Ninth Corps go into battle lightly, and that unnecessary things such as military flags, documents, toothbrushes, and pens should not be taken away, and even the washbasin should be knocked out.You must not find anything on your body that can prove that it is the People's Liberation Army.

The entire Seventh Company and even the Ninth Corps became busy again at this moment.

Xu Qing followed Lei Gong to take some guns and ammunition from the cannon platoon, took all the important ones, and put them on the horse.Because the Ninth Corps rushed north in an emergency, there was no heavy artillery coming over, and they didn't even carry mortars. Almost all of them carried guns and as much ammunition as possible to increase their continuous combat effectiveness.

In addition, it is supplementary food. Each soldier hangs two or three cloth pockets, which contain fried noodles, sorghum rice, potatoes and other food on the horse's back.It can be managed for about a week, and this is the entire ration.

Xu Qing had a serious fear of insufficient equipment and supplies. He went around and prepared for a long time, but after he put on his luggage, he found that he couldn't walk at all.At the request of Wu Qianli and Lei Gong, he had to give up many things.

After tidying up things, no one was making noise, but under the instructions of the company commander and the instructor, they kept quiet and waited as much as possible.

All the carriages of the entire train seem to have an invisible sense of depression and a rush to break through the cage, spreading over time.

"It's the Yalu River Bridge!"

Finally, a soldier shouted softly, his tone excited.

Xu Qing opened his eyes.

The carriage was full of people, running to tell each other.Due to the military order and discipline, everyone dared not open the car door at will, let alone make loud noises at will. They could only take turns lying on the small ventilation window and looking out.

He saw it, and so did many soldiers of the Seventh Company.Everyone is going abroad for the first time in their life, although in this way:
Outside the iron window of the train, there is a meandering river flowing slowly under the cold and dark ridge. There are no boats on the river.But there is a long steel bridge across the river, and under the moonlight, one can see that each bridge is made of a large number of reinforced concrete.

In the distance, the mountains and the sky are red with fire, which is particularly abrupt in the dark night. There are faint fire smoke and wreckage after the bombing of the plane, and the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder and sulfur.

Xu Qing stood among the soldiers.Waiting together with them, the train is slowly coming to a stop, and everyone is doing the last check of the whole body equipment.

"It's finally here. I've been on the train for so many days, but I'm suffocated to death!"

He tightened the Mosin Nagant rifle on his back, and beside him was Yu Congrong talking excitedly.

It's not just him, everyone around has such an expression, confident, smiling, full of enthusiasm to help the proletarian compatriots over there.In such an atmosphere and crowd, he was also excited, apprehensive, and extremely proud to participate in this great history.

He took a deep breath and held it.Praying silently in my heart, I am also waiting for the door to open and the upcoming fate:
I'm Xu Qing, and I'm also Wu Wanli, a recruit from the Seventh Interlude Company.Today is November [-]th, [-]. I woke up in the early morning, because it was time to continue my trek. In front of me was the Yalu River Bridge, and across the bridge was North Korea.

We... are finally going to war!
(End of this chapter)