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Chapter 140 December in the Korean War
Wu Qianli has been in a coma for two days.

It happened very suddenly, and everyone was a little panicked for the past two days. Qilian seemed to have lost a backbone, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

In the eyes of everyone, he has always been a tough man who can't be beaten to death, hammered, knocked down, and resounding. No one thought that he would suddenly fall down.

Wu Qianli has been fighting for many years, and he has crossed many bullets and killed many enemies. From the baby-faced warrior who joined the Seventh Company when Lei Gong saw him, he became a respectable veteran and the commander of the Seventh Company.

He loves to laugh, but he is usually very serious.As long as it is a battle, it is rare to see him laughing, only to hear his resolute scolding and orders.But in just two days, the soldiers were a little unaccustomed to the sudden absence of this eloquent figure around them.

On the way back, Xu Qing felt a little heavy when he thought that he hadn't found any medicine.

"Wanli, you're back!"

He was dressed in a snowstorm, and came in from outside the position with a gun, bringing a lot of cold air from his body, which made many sleepy soldiers who were resting shiver.

Song Weiguo, who was on duty at the entrance of the cave, stood up quickly and helped wrap his coat to keep warm.

"No, I'm not cold." Xu Qing took the clothes and returned them. His current physique doesn't need them.

"how is it going?"

Yu Congrong was leaning against the edge of the rocky wall of the pit, covered in injuries.

One of his arms was cut by shell fragments, and it was frozen blue and purple. Ping He was helping him bandage, wrapped it in a piece of cloth and hung it up, and tied it tightly to act as a bandage.But even so, he still couldn't help but to speak, and looked at Xu Qing eagerly.

The dozen or so soldiers nearby all turned their heads and looked over.

Seeing everyone's expectant eyes, Xu Qing stood still and smiled slightly: "Yes."

He sat cross-legged, reached out and took out all the cloth bags hidden under his armpits, between his chest, and in his pockets, and put them on the ground one by one.

Yu Congrong opened his eyes wide, and Ping He stopped bandaging.

"Bring it back?!"

Lei Gong stood up immediately.

There are a few winding tunnels in the small tunnel trenches, and each tunnel is crowded with a squad of about ten soldiers. The temperature outside is extremely cold. They all huddled together quietly to keep warm, silently waiting for the daytime bombing past.

At this time, when they heard Song Weiguo's voice, they subconsciously looked over.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, everyone's eyes are straightened:
"Eat! We've got something to eat—"

Xu Qing had already spread out a cloth bag: pieces of white flour steamed buns and rice cakes were exposed inside.

Some soldiers exclaimed: "New Year Cake, it's New Year Cake!"

"what?"

The soldiers who were lying quietly in the trenches in a few ravines a little far away were also alarmed by hearing the words, no matter those who were sleeping, those lying on their stomachs, those who were resting, or those who were on alert.

As the cloth bags they carried were opened one by one, everyone saw these fresh foods. They were slightly frosty on the surface, but the white and tender appearance looked so sweet and delicious.

Xu Qing shook her head: "The temperature outside is too low, it was still hot when I held it..."

He trekked all the way in the snow, but the temperature was too low, and he didn't expect that it would not work if he put it next to his body. It froze and froze in less than half an hour, and he couldn't break it.

"It's okay! Hold it for a while and it will be fine, give me a piece!"

Yu Congrong let out a strange cry, his joy was beyond words, and he rushed to join in.

Ping He, who was beside him, held his shoulders: "Don't move, it's not finished yet."

"hiss……"

Yu Congrong's laughing expression instantly changed into embarrassment, "Take it easy!"

The other soldiers laughed involuntarily, seeing Xu Qing share the delicious food with a bayonet, everyone was eager to see it.

But everyone is a veteran, surprises are surprises, and they all understand organizational discipline.Soon they sat in a row, like children waiting for food in kindergarten, without making a sound, but their eyes were all unconsciously aimed at Xu Qing's hand.

Gulu, Gulu, Gulu...

The soldiers seemed to smell the sweet smell of rice cakes and steamed buns, and their throats couldn't help swallowing, salivating.

Rice cake, this is rice cake!

Even in China, in this day and age, most poor people are only willing to eat some rice cakes during the Chinese New Year.But now, on such a difficult battlefield, I have seen so many for the first time!

God knows how long it's been since they've eaten anything serious?

Yu Congrong: "Give me a piece!"

Lei Gong glared at him: "Don't mess around, sit down. You're the one who is in a hurry, let Wanli share it with everyone."

"Don't worry, everyone, I found this from the Korean puppet army. Those guys have a lot to eat, and I won't be able to grab it if it's not enough..."

And Mei Sheng immediately got up from the ground. He was equally happy, but he still walked up to Xu Qing and asked, "Where's the medicine?"

Xu Qing was sharing food for everyone, when he heard this, he paused, his smile slightly restrained, he raised his head slightly and shook his head slightly: "I didn't find it."

He wiped the wet snowflakes from his hair and face, and smeared the cold snow water on his neck, and he didn't feel much all over his body: "I lay in the snow for half the night, and the plane was still watching around, and there was no way to get out safely. way."

"I run fast. There is a demolition squad in the 172nd Regiment next door. I guess I'm starving. I climbed out of the trench to find some roots and leaves to eat. I was spotted by an enemy plane within 50 meters..."

He didn't say what he said later, but it was self-evident.

"You start lightly."

Yu Congrong was originally bandaged by Pinghe Dali, and he gritted his teeth in pain. When he heard Xu Qing's words, he endured the pain and interjected: "What should I do? Brothers are all hungry and stick to their vests. How can we fight like this, your brother I haven't woken up yet, we still have to find medicine..."

Xu Qing was quiet, but not for a long time: "I will find it."

Lei Gong sighed: "If you really can't find it, forget it. If your brother is awake, he won't want to see you take risks..."

Xu Qing didn't speak.

But the decision he made in his heart will never give up easily.

He looked at the dark and gloomy sky at the junction of the sky outside the small sealed trench.

Snowflakes were floating in the sky, and there were rumbling dark clouds and thunder in the depths of the sky, which was the sound of US military aircraft engines starting.Being in the same place, he couldn't tell where the enemy plane was and where the thunder and lightning were.

But this is the current battlefield, their frontier.

After Wu Qianli was knocked down by a shell that day, he was in a coma for two consecutive days, only waking up once in the middle, and handed over the combat affairs of the Seventh Company to Mei Sheng, Lei Gong, and Xu Qing, and then he had a high fever.

Everyone has used all the local methods and first aid on the battlefield that they know, but none of them work, and now they are suffering.If he can't get the medicine from the Americans... he probably won't last long.

The soldiers tried to find medicines from some enemy corpses, but most of the people who charged upwards recently were Koreans, and American soldiers also knocked down some, but they were quickly dragged back by the follow-up support.

For this reason, Yu Congrong and several scouts were also injured during the investigation.

He saw it clearly and was anxious in his heart.The artillery fire of the U.S. military is covering and spreading everywhere. Yesterday was the first day he ventured out, but he worked overnight and did not gain anything.

He was frowning and thinking, when suddenly there was a buzzing sound above his head.

"The plane is coming again!" The soldiers were eating, their faces changed slightly, and they all understood immediately.

Lei Gong listened: "Flying very low..."

It's loud and close.They are swooping and patrolling against the top of the highland, still so high-spirited, even through the walls of the trenches, everyone can hear the roar of the engine close to their ears.

Yu Congrong cursed and said, "I really want to beat the bastard down..."

Everyone didn't speak, put down the food and other things in their hands, silently clenched their guns, and listened carefully.

Soon, the plane stretched upwards, and the sound was far away, but immediately there was a sound of piercing the air—whew!call out!call out!

Xu Qing waved.

The soldiers have long been used to it, and without saying a word, they all immediately lay down holding important items such as artillery and machine guns, and then the bombs pulled screams above their heads, fell, and exploded.

The rumbling vibration can be felt no matter where it is, as long as it goes out, it may be affected and killed.

The sound of the bombing was still ringing, and dirt and dust kept shaking off the top of the head.

During the silence, Xu Qing said: "The Americans have stepped up air patrols in the past two days. Originally, there were only planes during the day, and they also dispatched a lot of sorties last night."

Song Weiguo asked: "Are they impatient?"

Xu Qing nodded, noncommittal.

The old god Lei Gong is here: "Come if you come, the worst is to fight, they can't escape anyway..."

While everyone was talking silently, the plane slowly stopped dropping bombs, and then flew away with a whistling sound. The sound of bombing around gradually stopped, and the soldiers also relaxed slightly.

"Damn it, I didn't catch it."

Yu Congrong grabbed the cold hard rice cake that fell on the ground with distress, rubbed ash on the wound sling, and immediately stuffed it into his mouth.

Ahh!

He just took a bite out of his mouth, and he sneezed straight from the cold, with snot and tears pouring out of his face.

Lei Gong looked at him: "Didn't you just say cover for a while? You are all injured, don't freeze again."

The cold wind was whistling in his ears. Because he was a wounded person, Yu Congrong was given an extra thin quilt, and he was wrapped with Pinghe and the others, but he could still feel the biting cold coming from every place where the wind leaked.

He nodded.But he still refused to put down the piece of rice cake, grinning and sucking, while looking at Xu Qing beside him:
"Wanli, why aren't you cold?"

Xu Qing stared blankly at the sky, he couldn't see the planes dispatched there, but he could hear the sound, he was just in a daze.

Two white mist spewed out from Xu Qing's nose: "My heart is cold..."

He looks at the sky.Even in broad daylight, there was still a faint morning moon hanging in the sky on the west side of the trench, which was very round and bright.

The plane's bombs were still falling on the white moon. According to the usual combat habits of the US military, they should be attacking the mountain at this time.Sure enough, he immediately saw the signal soldier running in the distance, and blew the emergency whistle.

He picked up his gun and got up: "Everyone, have you eaten yet?"

The lively scene just now was silent for an instant.

In the days when he was away for thousands of miles, he was the combat commander of the Seventh Company.

He didn't speak again.The soldiers understood in an instant, silently put down the hard steamed buns and rice cakes they were gnawing on, and picked up guns and ammunition to stand up—this series of actions are familiar to everyone, and they have already formed an instinct between life and death. .

Xu Qing glanced at Wu Qianli who was lying in the innermost part of the trench. He was covered with a thick quilt, and only half of his calm face was exposed.

The bombing sound was so loud that he was still unconscious.

"Walk."

Turn around again.It was snowing heavily outside, sharp bombs dropped and exploded in the sky, and all I could see was the cold light of day, the cold snow, the cold wind, the cold shells, and he went straight to those The heart of the enemy has been extremely cold.

　The plot of fighting the enemy plane is over first.Originally it was written at the back, but recently I was in a hurry to write it in a hurry, so I wrote it here for some reason.The taste is wrong, a lot of foreshadowing is wasted, the writing is not good, and it is out of the outline.

　　Immediately, I will rewrite these chapters and change the text.

　　I stayed in the hospital on the second day after I left my job, and I rewrote it intermittently for a few days after returning home. Ten chapters have been revised, and there are about fifteen chapters left.It is expected to be completed within three days. The changes will be relatively large. The previous plot will become more compact, and many parts will be merged, deleted, and many new contents will be added.Because of the continuity of the plot, I will upload them all at once after the modification.

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　　At last.Wish everyone:

　　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion, and less suffering from being away from home thousands of miles away.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)