Start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 88 The other side of the mountain is our battlefield

two days.

There is still a long distance from Xinxingli, and the marching time of the Seventh Company is very tight, and every minute and every second on the road is very important.

Because they don't know when an accident will happen.

Although everyone was very excited to get the new equipment, under Qianli's order, everyone lay down again to quickly recharge their batteries and recover their physical strength.

After resting, taking advantage of the wind and snow rising again, he hurriedly set out on the road again.

And after Xu Qing returned to the Seventh Company, he soon immersed himself in the identity of the 677 Seventh Company fighters.

Everything is so natural...

There is no abruptness, no strangeness, because he himself is a part of this family.

"Comrade, what's going on with Wanli these days? How did he become your team leader?"

Facing the load of equipment he brought, all the soldiers were full of curiosity about the days when he was not in the Seventh Company. Under Yu Congrong's questioning, Song Weiguo continued to narrate for him.

"Yes, I used to be a soldier of the guard company. The chief saw that I was a good shooter. He originally asked me to help the team leader Wanli, but the team leader made a lot of noise in the west. It was reported in the newspapers——ah , not a North Korean newspaper! International news..."

Xu Qing was walking, listening to Song Weiguo beaming with joy as he told his story one by one, he didn't expect this honest soldier with thick eyebrows and big eyes to have such a side.

But seeing that he didn't exaggerate, he simply followed him.

He followed Qianli, walking slowly.

He suddenly remembered something, and took out He Changgui's belongings, a letter from home, and a silver dollar from his inner pocket.

He has always treasured it and sewed it on the innermost layer of his clothes.

"This is the relic of Deputy Company Commander He..."

He handed it to Qianli.

Qianli looked at it, then stretched out his hand and handed it back:

"Old He gave it to you, and you will hand it over yourself in the future."

He listened to Song Weiguo's conversation over there, thought for a while and said, "You are already promising, and it's up to you to decide how you want to go in the future."

Xu Qing was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "I will."

So it was taken back again.

What Wu Qianli meant... He understood that he must go back alive.

But going forward, the rest of the road is still very bumpy.

Who knows what the years to come will hold?
More than fighting...

Only move forward.

"Hurry up and keep up with the team!"

Following the Seventh Company, the car would naturally not be able to drive any longer. It was a secret march, and the car had a big target, which could easily expose everyone's position and harm others and ourselves.

At this time, each soldier of the Seventh Company has a load of at least sixty catties. In addition to his own guns, hundreds of rounds of bullets, grenade backpacks, and food, he also added weapons and equipment newly handed over by Xu Qing to everyone.

But fortunately, he also brought a large amount of US military cold-proof clothing, even tents and duck down bags, which greatly reduced everyone's exposure to cold.

These burdens became a gratifying annoyance for a while.

The soldiers and horses set off, and the next journey is still endless wind, snow and cold weather.

But Qilian is used to the wind and snow.

Trekking through hills, high mountains and dense forests, filled with wind and snow, as always, the cycle, sometimes walking through some snow on the wasteland at night, one foot can freeze the whole foot, and the body is heavy. One soldier stepped on several holes in the snow, and it took a lot of effort to pull out his legs.

And if they stop camping to rest, they can only drill into the ravine, into the snowy forest.

Fortunately, after passing the end of the Wolf Forest Mountain Range, there are many more dense forests and high mountains. Although the wind and snow continue, these forests can well cover their whereabouts.

After such an all-out acceleration and urgent march for a day and a half, they quickly approached Tianyi Shuili, only a few kilometers away from the nearby highland village.

The so-called "li" in North Korea are mostly village names.

Tianyishuili, ten li to the south, is near Xinxingli.

That is their destination.

As Qilian walked forward, he was even more cautious.Because there is a good chance that there will be American traces near their destination.
During the day, they spent carefully in the forest near the village.

Xu Qing ate a box of canned food, and was closing his eyes to rest for a while, when Yu Congrong sneaked over:

"Hey, is it true what Xiao Song you brought here Wanli said? Is your marksmanship really that good?"

Xu Qing opened his eyes, and replied: "Whether you are powerful or not is not just a matter of words, you will know when the time comes to fight."

"Cut!" Yu Congrong grinned at him, "I hope it's true, then you can hit a few more Americans."

Xu Qing shook her head and smiled:

"Understood, if you have this spare time, why don't you rest for a while, don't disturb everyone to rest..."

After waiting for Yu Congrong to calm down, he closed his eyes again and thought about something on his mind.

Today is November 22, and Xu Qing has been in North Korea for more than two weeks. After tonight, tomorrow is American Thanksgiving.

Xu Qing walked with everyone, and his mood was always a little urgent. There were only a few days away from the real battlefield, and it was a moment to witness history.

Different from his small fights, this is a real great power war. In the shocking battle between the 15 Corps and the U.S. ace troops, he could only kill one person with a single shot, but in a real battle, hundreds of people may die every second. casualties.

Flesh grinding, the battle for the founding of the country, nothing more!
This is the most comfortable day for Qilian to rest these days, because he clearly knows that the destination of the interspersion is right in front of him, and he is no longer so worried and afraid that he will not be able to catch up.

"Get up, get up..."

"let's go!"

Rest until night.

At this time, it is the time when the light and fire are extinguished in the night.

After a day of rest and recuperation, all the people in Qilian had recovered enough energy, and the people on duty called everyone up according to the time.

Soon, under Xingyue, a group of people rushed through Tianyishuili to Xinxingli, which was a few kilometers away, and rushed to their final destination.

Until eleven o'clock at night.

When they reached the high ground, Qilian did not continue to trek up the mountain.

Instead, it went around and spread out on the back of the mountain, hiding its figure between the snowy woods and stones, lying there and watching.

"Be careful!"

Xu Qingqianli and the others crouched under the cliff, carefully observing the distance. Xinxingli is a small village in North Korea. It is not well-known and very poor.

The terrain of the village is high in the south and low in the north, narrow and long from east to west, and narrow terrain, which is not convenient for any large army to deploy. Of course, this does not include the fearless Chinese volunteers hidden in the snow and ice of the mountains.

Qilian is still some distance away from Xinxingli, but with the reflection of the snow and the moon, the field of vision is very wide, and you can roughly see some general conditions there with a telescope.

The moonlight shines like water on the icy North Korean land.

at this time.

There should be no residents in the village, and there are no open flames anywhere, only a dark flat building that looks like a house.

There are not many houses in the entire village, but the area is large enough, sparsely scattered, with rolling hills and hills all around, which cannot be seen clearly from a distance, but the desolation here can be seen from the front of the nearby village.

There are also several highlands around, which are distributed continuously within a few kilometers. They are small hills and mountains one by one. They are also one of the goals of the Volunteers, and they need to occupy the commanding heights.

The Yaoyaodongdong (1100) highland is an unnamed highland on the south bank of the Fengliu River, which was temporarily marked with a name on the map issued by the Volunteer Army.

Xu Qing asked, "Shall we go and have a look?"

Qianli shook his head: "Not yet, let's get in touch with the regiment headquarters first."

Although there are no traces of Americans in the village right now, it is better to be careful. Before the Seventh Company, there were several times of black lights and blind fires, and they were attacked several times.

Qianli turned over the simple map he was drawing, and distributed the tasks in a low voice: "Let's not pass the village first, the first and second platoons will keep a close eye on the team, protect the equipment, and report to the headquarters!"

Xinxingli is located on the east side of Changjin Lake, corresponding to Liutanli on the west side of the lake, and the roads heading south meet at Xiajieyuli to form a highway hub.

From here to the mountains, there is no artificial light in the dark snowy night sky. The highlands, mountains, night sky, and villages are all silent, only snowflakes are falling.

At the foot of the mountain, there are narrow-gauge railways left over from mining by the Japanese, and beside the valley in the distance is the dark and winding Fengliu River.

Xu Qing looked at these inconspicuous unknown mountains and scenery, and couldn't see clearly in the distance. They are about to become famous because of this war in the Far East. This place will become the battlefield between China and the United States. The battlefield, the battlefield of the Seventh Company!

But at this moment, this small village is still sleeping silently, not knowing it.

but no matter.

Changjin Lake, Xinxingli...we have arrived!
(End of this chapter)