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Chapter 113 The Second Night of the Volunteer Army

Hearing what this Company Commander Yang said.

The scene fell silent for a while.

The Seventh Company is already a veteran, even Xu Qing understands what it means to take over during a battle.

Generally, the troops in front have lost their combat effectiveness, have been disabled, or even lost...

Yu Congrong looked at everyone's silence, and quickly smiled and said:
"Why don't you talk? We are the 27th Army, the first regiment, the seventh interspersed company!"

He pointed to Wu Qianli next to him: "This is our company commander, called..."

"Let's go."

Qianli turned his head aside and saluted Yang Gensi:
"Seven companies, five thousand miles!"

Xu Qing also raised her hand: "Qilian, Wuwanli."

Yu Congrong also immediately stood up straight: "And I... the Seventh Company, the assault platoon leader Yu Congrong!"

"Happy meeting!"

Yang Gensi saluted the big guy straight.

Qianli squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I have admired your name for a long time, Company Commander Yang, I have heard our battalion commander Tan Ziwei talk about you, a combat hero of the whole army."

"Old talk? Yes, we were in Beijing together last month..."

This Yang Gengsi, Company Commander Yang, also became happy when he heard this.

Talking again, it turns out that the Seventh Company and the Third Company even fought side by side in the few battles before liberation, but they didn't know it themselves, and such a little old relationship was immediately connected.

Among the soldiers, what can bring the sense of distance the most?

That must have been fighting together!

After experiencing day and night artillery fire, no matter which unit, the expression is tired or tense. It is difficult to have such a sense of security and relaxation when seeing former comrades-in-arms.

They only chatted a few words, and they immediately felt very familiar and friendly with each other.

Yang Gensi looked at Xu Qing's appearance, and then at the other soldiers. All of the Seventh Company were equipped with excellent American equipment, followed by a row of vehicles and guns. He was a little envious and even more curious.

He patted the exposed infantry cannons, with love in his eyes, he asked:

"Where do you go to the airport?"

Xu Qing said, "We'll hit the southeast side."

"Then we are not far away, let's hit the small Gaoling in the south..."

Yang Gensi hesitated for a while, then turned around and said, "When the time comes to attack the high ground, our piece...can you help us to hit the high ground a few more times?"

Xu Qing looked at Qianli.

Qianli looked at Lei Gong: "It's about the gun platoon."

Lei Gong was still sitting in the car watching the fun, but when he saw everyone looking at him, he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly put down the American brand cigarette he was smoking.

He coughed a few times, stood up and nodded: "No problem, they are all from my family, you are satisfied!"

"That's right." Qianli nodded and settled down, "The purpose of these artillery shells is to give the Americans a good meal, and they will be hit wherever they go."

This Company Commander Yang immediately laughed happily. He has a thin face and looks very serious, but when he smiles, he is very friendly.

"Look at me..."

He quickly rummaged in his pocket, and after searching for a long time, he found a box of cigarettes wrapped in cloth and silk.

Everyone is still a little unclear, so the soldiers following him are eager to see.

Yang Gensi distributed one to everyone:
"Comrades, I don't have anything else to thank. I met a leader in Beijing, and the old man gave it to me. I usually look for all the bastards under my hand, and I almost exhausted them! Don't be disgusted, and don't You're welcome, it's nothing, just pick a rarity!"

Xu Qing also took it.He doesn't smoke, but he doesn't turn down offers either.

"Commander Wu."

Yang Gensi carefully wrapped the remaining few cigarettes.

He thought for a while, and then kindly reminded: "According to the news from the front line, the heavy firepower of the US military is located three kilometers outside the airport. Going forward, you have to be careful!"

"Understood! You too..."

The war is fierce, the schedule is urgent, and no one can relax all the time.

Yang Gensi nodded, looked at the sky and the troops waiting nearby, and was about to leave soon.

Xu Qing watched Yang Gensi and the soldiers around him walking up the mountain, Yang Gensi turned his head on the hillside, and saluted again:
"Qilian, I remember you guys, I must fight hard——I'm waiting for your guns!"

"We remember you too!"

Xu Qing waved to everyone.

These soldiers, they wear Gong-style long-handled grenades around their waists, their cotton clothes are not as good as the Seventh Company, and their weapons and equipment are not as good as the Seventh Company, but they are all in high spirits and have a high spirit.

After Yang Gensi left, the surrounding teams quickly exchanged news, and the volunteer teams along the way all gave way to this "American" team.

Yang Gensi and his soldiers took a long look at the Seventh Company, and then disappeared under the ridge.

The convoy also restarted.

"Yang Gensi, Gensi..."

Xu Qing remembered the correct words.

In the movie, it was Qianli who asked the artillery battalion to bomb a few more rounds in the direction of the Seventh Company, but at this time, it was the other team's turn to make this request to them.

The world is changing, but it doesn't seem to change?

Fate is so wonderful, he was thinking this way, the convoy had not been on the road for a few minutes, and suddenly people from the artillery camp came from behind.

"Wu Qianli—"

A soft, rough cry sounded behind them.

Xu Qing turned his head immediately, and another marching team came behind, and in the darkening night, he could see that they were also loaded with American equipment, cars and brand-new infantry guns.

A man was sitting in the car ahead, looking at them with a smile on his face.

Xu Qing saw that this person was very familiar.

Lei Gong shivered slightly as he smoked a cigarette: "Well, a company commander Yang just left, and another battalion commander Yang came..."

Indeed, if Company Commander Yang just now is a new friend, then this is an old friend that Qi Company is very familiar with.

"Old Yang?"

Qianli also laughed.

He jumped out of the car and walked over, giving the person a big hug. He and this Battalion Commander Yang were old acquaintances. They had known each other since a long time ago, when they were still soldiers.

"Old Yang, how are you playing?"

The commander of the artillery battalion looked dusty. His beard hadn't been shaved for many days and was growing thickly. There were bloodstains on his face and marks of battle on his body.

Xu Qing looked at the team behind him, the artillery battalion obviously had a lot of downsizing, many of them were wrapped in cloth, and their spirits were not very good.

"of course!"

But he still had a hearty smile: "Our artillery battalion made a move, so it's easy to catch it. No, look, our carload of American belongings!"

The convoy continued to move, Battalion Commander Yang and Qian Liyi climbed onto the railing and got into Xu Qing's car. There were quite a lot of people, so they squatted down on the back of the car.

Battalion Commander Yang took the cigarette from Qianli's hand and happily chatted with Xu Qing and the others. He took two puffs and asked:

"What kind of smoke is this? It smells weird."

Looking back thousands of miles: "It was given by a company commander of the [-]th Army, and it was brought back from Beijing. He just left."

Battalion Commander Yang's originally frowning brows relaxed immediately: "...that's a good cigarette, I'm not used to it."

He immediately took a few big puffs, and when he got to the end, he didn't want to throw the cigarette butt away until it burned his hands.

He stood up and patted the car: "You guys are not bad! So many cars, dressed like Americans, how many enemies have you beaten?"

"One regiment, all of them were wiped out by Qilian!"

Chiri narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Battalion Commander Yang didn't believe it: "Crap nonsense, I recognize your Seventh Company's ability, if you can destroy a regiment, I'll see you all have to go backwards!"

Everyone looked at each other, Xu Qing, Yu Congrong, Song Weiguo and the others looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at..."

"Old Yang!"

Qianli threw away the cigarette butt, and said earnestly, "Then from now on, you will have to go back to walking on your head."

"You guys, really?"

Battalion Commander Yang opened his eyes wide.

Xu Qing nodded: "The polar bear group has been wiped out by us!"

Battalion Commander Yang took another cigarette, and the match burned out, he was a little stunned: "... really awesome."

Seeing him, everyone laughed.

In front of familiar people, everyone did not hide their pride and joy in achieving such a great result.

Yu Congrong looked left and right outside the car, and suddenly asked, "Old Yang..."

"It's Battalion Commander Yang." Qianli glared at him.

"Yes yes yes... Battalion Commander Yang, what about the little soldier who was behind your ass the day before yesterday, why didn't you come over to say hello?"

"A small hole..."

The surprise and joy on the face of Battalion Commander Yang who had just learned about it faded visibly with the naked eye.

"he……?"

Yu Congrong looked at his expression and instantly understood.

He opened his mouth and swallowed what he wanted to say.

The originally warm atmosphere in the carriage was gradually understood as they talked, and the air seemed to be suffocated.

"Who?"

A soldier didn't know who it was, and asked in a low voice.

"The loader of the artillery battalion, Kong Qingsan."

Xu Qing quickly remembered who Yu Congrong was talking about, the young soldier who was following Battalion Commander Yang, they met in the snow and hadn't spoken a few words yet.

But he is very stubborn, with a particularly serious energy, which is very impressive.

Battalion Commander Yang looked at everyone's eyes and said regretfully:

"Last night, there was no fort on our mountain, and the cannon could not be fired steadily. The enemy beat our leading troops to the high ground, so Xiao Kong kept silent and used his body to hold the cannon base. A cannon shot, it bounced off, the enemy was blown up...but he was gone too."

He said it lightly, but everyone could hear how tragic the scene was.

Battalion Commander Yang said: "He was the first soldier in our artillery battalion to sacrifice himself last night. It was also after his sacrifice that he inspired everyone and fought desperately on the high ground. Only then did the Americans drive back and surrendered. These new guys are doing..."

This is another hero who silently used his life to attack other comrades in arms.

He died silently, but without hesitation.

"It's kind."

Qianli was also silent for a while when he heard this: "The next one will beat him hard, and he will be beaten for everything he should be beaten."

Battalion Commander Yang nodded, knowing what he meant.

"I hope you will live one by one."

"Bah, bah, bah, once you say that, I have to go!"

"You talk too much."

Qianli cursed with a smile.

However, seeing that Battalion Commander Yang got out of the car directly and was really about to leave, he still stretched out his head and shouted:
"Yang Debiao, you fucking have to live! I'll buy you a drink when I go back, not just smoking - remember!"

Xu Qing looked sideways.

This was the first time he had heard the name of this Battalion Commander Yang.

It’s like this when you meet friends and neighbors. You may only know one title, one characteristic, young or old, black-faced or good at fighting, and there are a lot of nicknames...

But it's rare to know someone's full name.

"See you!"

Battalion Commander Yang patted the ashes on his body, and left without saying a word, but shook his hand slightly in the cold wind.

There is no need for too much words between men and comrades in arms.

They all understand each other.

Living is a great luxury, and this is the best blessing for comrades in arms.

Battalion Commander Yang went back, and the artillery battalion behind reached the fork in front of the road and quickly left from another road.

Each team has its own interspersed direction and route, and will not get too close to friendly troops, so that the target is too large and easy to be exposed.

The sky is gradually dimming, and it has entered the continuous night. Occasionally, there will be the sound of planes roaring in the sky.

This is the second night after the Volunteers launched their general offensive.

On this road leading to Xiajieyuli, apart from the convoy of the Seventh Company, there are other Chinese volunteer troops quietly moving in the surrounding forests. They come from countless directions in all directions in the dark Measuring touch Xiajieyu.

It's going to be a tough fight there.

(End of this chapter)