Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

That afternoon, many trucks drove into the military camp.

All the recruits lined up to get on the bus according to their assignments.

"Brother Yang, the 118th Division of the Pillar is a great place to go!"

Along the way, Li Jicheng told the two about the glorious history of the 118th Division. "During the War of Liberation, the 118th Division was the absolute main force. It was good at fighting big battles, tough battles, and bloody battles. It won many battles and achieved remarkable results!"

He Yuzhu was full of admiration and listened with fascination.

Only then did he realize how lucky he was to have joined such a kingly team.

"You know a lot, kid!"

Liu Dacheng was riding with them. Upon hearing this, he glanced at Li Jicheng.

Li Jicheng just smiled and said nothing more.

"Brother Yang, will I hold everyone back?"

He Yuzhu was a little nervous and subconsciously looked at Li Xiangyang.

His performance was not outstanding in the barracks, he was in the upper middle level, and there were many people who were better than him.

Logically speaking, his level is not good enough to join the 118th Division.

However, since Li Xiangyang made the request, Liu Dacheng had no choice but to agree in order to recruit Li Xiangyang.

"Zhu Zi, it's good to have pressure. It helps you make progress."

Li Xiangyang smiled and said, "Don't forget, you are a soldier led by squad leader Liu!"

"You are as strong as a bull, what are you afraid of?"

Liu Dacheng cursed with a smile.

He Yuzhu scratched his head and felt much better.

He secretly made up his mind to prove himself.

The truck was speeding across the endless wilderness with smoke and dust billowing.

More than an hour later, they arrived at the 40th Army's base.

As soon as Li Xiangyang and his companions got off the bus, a soldier came forward and said, "Follow me!"

"No need, they are my soldiers!"

Liu Dacheng stepped forward and said.

The man saluted and walked away quickly.

"Come on, let's line up over there!"

Liu Dacheng brought the three people to the location of the first battalion.

As soon as they arrived, the others immediately surrounded them, "Platoon Leader, you're finally back!"

"What are you yelling about?!"

Liu Dacheng said with a stern face.

"The captain has been looking for you!"

When Liu Dacheng heard this, he didn't bother to make arrangements for Li Xiangyang and the others, and rushed to find the team leader.

"Brother, what happened?"

Li Jicheng stepped forward and asked.

"Are you three new here? We don't know either. It seems like something went wrong on the front line!"

the man said.

Hearing this, Li Jicheng immediately became excited, "Brother Yang, Zhuzi, we came at the right time!"

He Yuzhu was also a little excited. He looked at Li Xiangyang, but found that Li Xiangyang was frowning.

"Brother Yang, what are you thinking about?"

Li Xiangyang shook his head, "Nothing."

He was just an ordinary person in his previous life, and his knowledge of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea was limited to those classic battles that were adapted into movies.

Apart from this, there was no difference between him and these soldiers.

However, he noticed that there was no one with a high military rank present, which was a bit strange.

Logically speaking, new recruits should receive a special speech from their leaders when they join the army.

"Brother, what day is today?"

Li Xiangyang asked the man.

"It seems to be October 19th!"

The man was not quite sure, and no one usually pays attention to this.

Li Xiangyang didn't think any more about it. He was just a private and all he had to do was obey orders.

Not long after, Liu Dacheng came back with a sullen face.

"Platoon leader, what did the regiment commander say to you?"

The others asked quickly.

"Damn it! The foreigners are coming so fast!"

Liu Dacheng gritted his teeth and said, "Pyongyang is gone!"

"What?!"

The others were shocked. This was not what they had expected!

At this moment, a group of people in military uniforms came onto the platform.

"Dear soldiers of the 118th Division, I am the division commander Deng Yue. The US imperialists have ignored international influence and launched a massive invasion of our neighboring countries and bombed our Andong with the intention of undermining our national security. Their wolfish ambitions are obvious!"

Deng Yue's voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the camp.

In an instant, the camp fell silent.

"Behind us are tens of millions of compatriots. For them, can we retreat?"

"cannot!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison.

"very good!"

Deng Yue shouted: "Then let's fight them to the end and defeat American imperialism!"

“Down with American imperialism!”

All the soldiers present were full of passion and high morale.

He Yuzhu's face turned red and he roared very hard.

Li Xiangyang was also infected by this atmosphere. He felt his blood boiling and he couldn't wait to go on the field and kill the enemy.

After Deng Yue finished speaking, the soldiers immediately took action.

They packed their bags and boarded the train one by one.

"Everyone, follow!"

Liu Dacheng shouted.

"Sir, where are we going?"

Li Jicheng asked quickly.

"Nonsense, of course I'm going to the front line!"

Liu Dacheng frowned and said, "The situation has changed. The US and South Korean troops are rapidly advancing northward and are almost reaching our border!"

"We are the first batch of troops to enter North Korea. Time is running out. We must go to Beizhen area immediately!"

Soon, a row of soldiers boarded the carriage.

The train door clicked shut, and the train started slowly, rushing towards the front line.

Li Xiangyang found a place to squat down, feeling very nervous.

This was his first time on the battlefield in his two lifetimes.

He Yuzhu was also a little nervous. He subconsciously moved closer to Li Xiangyang, as if he was looking for someone to rely on.

Li Jicheng no longer had his usual cheerful look and his expression became solemn.

More than three hours later, they arrived at the Yalu River.

"Wait a moment, equipment backup will be here soon!"

After a while, another train arrived, loaded with all kinds of weapons.

"Hurry up and get your weapons, and go into battle lightly!"

Liu Dacheng ordered.

Everyone immediately chose their weapons. Li Xiangyang picked up a Type 38 rifle and then chose a submachine gun and put it on his back, loading it with a lot of bullets and grenades.

While others were not paying attention, he took out a lot of weapons and ammunition and put them into the space.

"Everyone, follow me!"

Following Liu Dacheng's order, the entire platoon of thirty people began to rush to the front line.

It was already October and the temperature at the border had dropped below zero. The biting cold wind made everyone shiver. Due to the forced march, they were required to travel light, and even their clothes were thin cotton coats, which could not withstand such a harsh climate.

However, no one complained and everyone just kept on going.