The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 905: Because of the sacrifices, we have great ambitions and dare to change the sun and the moon to create a new world.

The platoon leader saw that the company commander did not give him a task, and he got anxious. He stepped in front of the company commander and was about to say something, but Xia Yuan held his shoulder and said, "Hold your composure. You'll be beaten."

The enemy fell into the trap as expected. They gathered on a high ridge thirty meters away from the fourth squad's position and were suddenly attacked from both sides.

Machine guns roared and grenades flew into the enemy group. The enemy was unable to resist and fled down the mountain, leaving behind a number of corpses.

Xia Yuan felt that the battle was quite satisfying and immediately asked Xiao Miao to notify the troops to hide.

The enemy advancing along the road stopped, the tanks turned their guns and fired indiscriminately at the hillside, and then the infantry launched an attack on the third company's position.

They approached the place where they had just been hit, and fired machine guns and grenades at the bushes, but there was no echo. The enemy was puzzled, wondering where the volunteers had gone. While they were wondering, suddenly a dense and hot burst of machine gun bullets came from the right, and the dizzy enemy turned around and ran away.

Following a burst of grenade explosions, 12 volunteer soldiers jumped out of the smoke and rushed forward with shining bayonets. The frightened enemies dared not resist. About thirty or forty of them were chased by a dozen volunteer soldiers.

Squad 4 chased for more than fifty meters before returning to their own position.

The enemy refused to give up and brought in heavy artillery to bombard. After a burst of intensive artillery fire, two companies of American devils came up from the road on the left and the ravine on the right and attacked both sides of the fourth squad's position.

Xia Yuan stood at the observation post and saw it all clearly. After a brief discussion with the two young platoon leaders, he arranged a new cemetery for these enemies.

He notified the fourth squad to withdraw from the position and let the enemy in.

The fourth squad's position was just a drug he gave to the enemy, making them mistakenly believe that the fourth squad's position was their main position, but in fact it was not.

He ordered the sixth squad to cooperate with the fourth squad to penetrate the enemy's flank and rear and block the enemy with machine guns.

Squad Six came running from behind the mountain along the communication trench, led by a young man about 25 years old. He was not tall but very strong, wearing a particularly clean military uniform that set off his bronze face.

With his sleeves rolled up high and his belt tied tight, he looks particularly energetic.

This man is squad leader Wang Wenxing, a famous thug in the third company. He was born in a poor peasant family in Heilongjiang Province. When he was 8 years old, his father, who worked as a farmhand, died of tuberculosis. From then on, he and his mother were like kites with broken strings, drifting here and there, begging for food, working as a "half-baked" for landlords, and suffering all the hardships in the world.

Later, when the Red Party came, he took the lead in fighting against landlords and in joining the army.

The war life made him a strong Red Party member.

Wearing new clothes for war and charging has almost become Wang Wenxing's old habit. He said: "When fighting, you have to be energetic!"

He led the entire class to the main position, asked the soldiers to hide, and then ran straight to Xia Yuan, speaking briefly: "Captain, how do you fight?"

Wang Wenxing hurried to Xia Yuan's side, pulled the brim of his hat to one side, and stared blankly at the enemy at the foot of the mountain, his eyes bursting with unbearable passion for fighting.

Xia Yuan was stunned when he saw Wang Wenxing dressed in a new shirt and pants. He had not been in contact with Wang Wenxing for a long time, but he knew that every time they fought, the other side would clean up very cleanly.

In the coldest days of winter, I couldn't help but worry about him: "Wang Wenxing, aren't you cold?"

"Cold? Captain, I'm already sweating from anxiety."

Xia Yuan looked at the other party's posture and saw that he was determined to fight the enemy, so he simply let him take his men to attack them.

The enemy had already been let in. Wang Wenxing led his men to sneak behind the enemy, set up the squad's machine gun in the bushes, and fired at the enemy's buttocks, causing them to abandon their weapons and weapons and run down the mountain howling like ghosts.

At this time, in front of the original fourth squad's position, a team of American soldiers carrying several mortars were crawling towards the hill like stupid pigs. Xia Yuan saw all this clearly and immediately ordered Xiao Miao to notify the artillery squad to come over.

Xiao Miao immediately ran to the artillery position, and after a while, the No. 60 gun of the third company fired.

The American mortars had not yet been set up when the men and their guns were thrown off the mountain.

On that day, Xia Yuan led the soldiers of the third company to repel four fierce attacks by the enemy and destroyed two enemy tanks.

At dawn on the 29th, the South Mountain of Caoxiali once again became an isolated island in the sea of ​​fog. The morning air was still filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder. The white snow on the battlefield had turned into black soil, covered with dense craters. The mountain was full of torn and burnt tree trunks and branches. The soldiers spent the cold night repairing the flattened fortifications, and faced a new battle.

The branch committee on the hillside was having a heated discussion, but Xia Yuan smoked and said nothing.

Everyone knows that today's battle will be more intense and fierce.

The enemy suffered a defeat yesterday and will certainly launch a retaliatory attack today. Although there are only about 60 people left in the company, they have to fight resolutely in order to hold their positions, delay the enemy's attack, and cover the main force of the th Army to assemble and build positions.

At the meeting, we determined to defeat the enemy with fewer troops, preserve our strength, and successfully complete the task.

Xia Yuan thought for a moment and said, "After yesterday's battle, the first platoon has gained experience. In today's battle, the first platoon will fight first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the third platoon leader Wang Fuyou interrupted and said, "Captain, it's our third platoon's turn now. We shouldn't let the first platoon fight first. Our third platoon didn't fight yesterday."

As soon as the third platoon leader finished speaking, the first platoon leader Hao Xianfu started arguing with the third platoon leader: "The company commander has been decided, and you can't get him no matter how hard you try."

"The second platoon fought all day yesterday, your first platoon fought all night, and our third platoon did nothing, but we are not here to eat and do nothing!"

The two platoon leaders were still arguing, both thinking about making contributions to the motherland in the next battle. Xia Yuan pondered and said, "Don't argue anymore. It's settled. We need to consider the overall situation. The enemy's attack today will be more fierce. We must ensure that we have a complete platoon and must have reserve forces. It seems that we must continue to hold out for a while. The final victory still depends on you, the third platoon."

Everyone agreed with Xia Yuan's opinion, and the third platoon leader had to give up. However, when they discussed the division of labor among the company and platoon members, a dispute arose again. Everyone wanted to go to the front line to organize the battle, and no one wanted to stay in the rear.

Xia Yuan was very happy to see everyone eager to fight and very motivated. "The deputy instructor has gone with the new recruits. There are only three of us left as company cadres. We can't be piled together to prevent us from dying at the same time and causing interruption of command. In order not to interrupt the command, I am the company commander and should be on the front line. If I die or am seriously injured, the deputy company commander will take command. If the deputy company commander dies, the instructor and the third platoon leader will be responsible for completing the task!"

Everyone stared at the company commander in silence. No one interrupted him, but they felt it was unfair. Xia Yuan was at the front line organizing the battle yesterday and had not slept all day and all night. He had to go again today, so it was his turn to rest.

But Xia Yuan didn't wait for everyone to speak, "If everyone has no objection, it's settled. I'm the company commander, and it's my responsibility to command the battle."

Xia Yuan insisted on the plan of winning with fewer troops, and arranged the three platoons in three echelons to enter the main position to fight the enemy. The three main platoons hid behind the mountain to prevent being injured by the enemy's artillery fire.

It was a little after seven o'clock, and the fog had not yet completely dissipated, when the enemy began to attack. The battle was quite fierce from the beginning. The enemy concentrated its firepower on Caoxiali Nanshan with 8 planes, more than 30 tanks, and dozens of cannons.

Xia Yuan's danger warnings kept reminding him, so he could only curl up and hide in the bunker, waiting for death to come.

The entire position was once again renovated by the enemy's artillery fire. The defensive fortifications, which were originally not strong, were blown up in an instant. The temporary air-raid shelters were filled with earth, and the terrifying air waves made it almost impossible to breathe.

Xia Yuan was worried about the three soldiers at the front line and really wanted to find out what was going on, but the danger warning in his ears did not stop at all.

Wave after wave of bombardment caused the mountain to tremble. Xia Yuan felt as if he was sitting on a lonely boat in a storm, being tossed around, as if he would be hit by enemy shells in the next moment, and the boat would be destroyed and everyone on board would die.

The fog disappeared in the artillery fire, and the sound of artillery gradually became sparse. Xia Yuan immediately crawled out of the ground and ran to the left front. Just when he ran five or six meters away, four jet planes swooped over again.

With a plop, a petrol bomb burst into flames in front of Xia Yuan. Even though there was a danger warning, the explosion range of the petrol bomb was too large. He tried his best to avoid it, but his hat was still hit by the flame. He beat it out several times but it didn't put out the flame. He simply threw his hat away and ran to the front left with the Mauser pistol in hand.

When he arrived at the front line, he was stunned. The fortifications were gone, the three soldiers were gone, and even the mountain had changed its appearance. He couldn't even figure out whether this was still the front line position.

At this time, Xia Yuan saw several small bulging earth mounds and hurriedly dug them with his hands. After digging away a layer of earth, he found half a body. Half of the body was gone, and the soil was sticky and soaked with blood.

He then opened up two more, and all of them died.

Wang Wenxing ran over and said, "Company Commander, our squad doesn't have many grenades left. Look at this." He placed the gun in front of Xia Yuan and pulled the bolt hard.

"Most of the guns have been destroyed by enemy fire. Captain, what should we do?"

Xia Yuan covered the body in front of him with soil, raised his head, his eyes full of scarlet bloodshot, like a ferocious beast: "Wang Wenxing, you are also an old comrade. When facing difficulties, you can't keep calm. How can you expect the soldiers to keep calm? When there are difficulties, find ways to solve them. If the gun is broken, see if there is a way to repair it. If there is no way, find a way to seize it from the enemy. If there are not enough bullets, teach the soldiers how to save bullets."

At this moment, Xiao Miao shouted: "Captain, the enemy is climbing up!"

Two full battalions of American troops swarmed up the South Mountain of Caoxiali. Xia Yuan and Wang Wenxing rushed to their respective posts and engaged in intense battles.

The first and second platoons both launched a counterattack. After the enemy collapsed, they rushed up again under the scolding of the supervising officer. The soldiers and the enemy stuck together and fought from seven o'clock to nine o'clock. The enemy's artillery stopped and fired, and stopped firing again until almost ten o'clock, when a brief calm appeared on the position.

The soldiers of squad six were preparing for another battle. While they were repairing their fortifications, they tried to avoid moving the stones that were shattered by the shells. They placed them one by one at the front of the fortifications as weapons to attack the enemy.

The third squad leader, Mu Lin, came out of the gunfire smoke panting, carrying a heavy package, and asked everyone he met: "Where is your squad leader?"

A soldier who was cleaning his gun nodded at Mu Lin: "No, I'm sharpening my knife now."

Mu Lin ran to Wang Wenxing and said excitedly: "Squad Leader Liu, I am here to send some gifts on behalf of the soldiers of the third squad."

"Comfort items?" Wang Wenxing was stunned. Where could there be any comfort items now? He smiled and said, "No need for any comfort items. Just give me some water. My throat is about to smoke."

"There's food and drink, everything."

"Don't brag."

"If you don't believe me, look at this, the chilled fried noodles just out of the pot."

The third squad leader had already unwrapped the package in his hand, revealing a bunch of fried noodle buns. Wang Wenxing was delighted when he saw them and said, "Wow, they are really iced fried noodle buns."

"How's it going? Are you hungry?"

After a day and night of fighting, the soldiers only had one meal. At first, they could still find some snow on the mountain and swallow some fried noodles with it. Later, the snow was turned over by the artillery fire. The soldiers were very thirsty, so they found a small stone and put it in their mouths to draw out some saliva to moisten their tongues. They could no longer swallow the fried noodles.

The third squad leader, Mou Lin, was a soldier who loved to think. He asked the soldiers to take three bags of fried noodles, run far away in the artillery fire, find a small piece of snow, spread out a white handkerchief, sprinkle a layer of blood on it, grab two handfuls of fried noodles, wrap them up and put them in their arms. In this way, the dry fried noodles became sticky.

"You are really good, kid."

Wang Wenxing tasted it and found it didn't make his throat sore at all, but was rather sticky.

At 12:30, the st Cavalry Division of the United States launched another fierce attack in three directions with the strength of a regiment. At this moment, the first and second platoons who were holding the positions had suffered heavy casualties and insufficient defensive force, and their positions were breached by the enemy.

Xia Yuan led his men to fight off the enemy along the way. He received news from Xiao Miao that the enemy had occupied the position. There were less than 20 soldiers left in the first and second rows. It was almost impossible to resist the attack of an enemy regiment.

He thought that with just one company, they could hold out for three or four days, but he thought the problem was too simple. This was not the Battle of Shangganling, and there was no tunnel system.

The soldiers were exposed to enemy fire and fighting the enemy, so the casualties were bound to be large.

The third platoon, which was the reserve force, had to be transferred out by Xia Yuan to participate in the battle. The third platoon replenished its troops, and under Xia Yuan's leadership, they captured the position.

The battle lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon. The enemy's attacking troops were everywhere in the mountains and plains. Under the line of fire, Xia Yuan broke up the entire company and formed combat teams to fight the enemy.

At half past two, the enemy's fourth large-scale offensive collapsed.

However, there were only about twenty people left in the third company of Caoxiali Nanshan, and almost one person had to guard an area of ​​10 to 20 meters.

At this time, the messenger from the battalion came up and brought back an envelope from the regiment, which praised the third company for its good fighting, and the regiment commander also commended the comrades who died heroically. He also ordered them to hold out for another five hours, until dark, when the brother battalion that would take over the position could arrive.

After reading the letter, Xia Yuan felt that it would not be a problem to hold on for another five hours, or even a little longer.

But the problem is that there is not much ammunition. There are more than 20 people, and each person can only have four grenades at most, which is still a lot.

But considering the enemy's collective charge one regiment after another, four grenades were totally not enough.

The enemies at the foot of the mountain might be preparing a more thorough attack.

At this moment, the soldiers collected a batch of ammunition from the enemy, which alleviated the situation of insufficient ammunition, but these ammunition were still not enough.

At this time, a large number of enemies came up from the mountain. Xia Yuan opened fire, trying to save ammunition as much as possible while killing a large number of enemies.

But they soon came under even more intense bombardment. During the two days of attack, the enemy had long felt that the enemy on the mountain was very powerful, especially a sharpshooter who was very accurate in shooting. With every attack, he was able to kill a large number of their people.

Therefore, during this attack, their artillery bombardment did not begin, but they waited briefly for Xia Yuan to fire. Although the sound of his gunshots was silenced and flamed by his skills, the hill was so small that the enemy's veterans judged Xia Yuan's general direction and retreated to a place more than 70 meters away from the position and lay down, where they soon came under even more frenzied artillery attacks.

A shell landed next to Wang Wenxing, and he was thrown out. Xia Yuan immediately ran over to help him up. "How is it?"

Wang Wenxing's legs and left arm were injured, but he covered his eyes with one hand. Blood flowed out of his palm, onto his body, and onto the land on the south bank of the Han River. In a daze, he heard Xia Yuan's voice and suddenly turned over and sat up: "Nothing, Captain."

Xia Yuan could tell from the twitching on his face that he was enduring severe pain, so he said comfortingly: "Go down and take good care of your injuries. We will definitely complete the mission!"

"I am a party member and I would rather die than not fight!" Wang Wenxing refused.

"No, you go down first."

The enemy's attack has arrived. Looking at the overwhelming enemy, the last round of artillery fire has taken the lives of several soldiers, and the number of soldiers holding the position is getting fewer and fewer.

Xia Yuan grabbed the grenades from the sacrificed soldiers, pulled them apart and threw them down to suppress the enemy's attack.

Wang Wenxing went down obediently.

But after an artillery bombardment, when the enemy launched a charge, the communicator Xiao Miao saw more than a dozen wounded soldiers running out from the hiding place in the back mountain. Some of them were supporting each other, some were leaning on wooden sticks, and some were struggling to move forward.

Xiao Miao hurriedly stopped them: "Go down quickly! This is the company commander's order."

But the wounded ignored them. Wang Wenxing was also among them. Not only was he injured, but he also suffered from arthritis, yet he walked at the front of the team with difficulty.

"Go down quickly!" Xiao Miao stopped him.

"Where are we going to go? Our position is about to be lost!" Wang Wenxing asked.

Xiao Miao felt wronged and cried with a hint of pleading: "Go down and recuperate. The company commander has said many times that you can't come up. If you come up, he will criticize me."

Seeing Xiao Miao's embarrassment, Wang Wenxing softened his tone, raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and shook it vigorously a few times: "Xiao Miao, you see, my hand is still very strong. The battle has started again, and there are so many enemies. The position is short of people. We can't lose the position. Don't forget, we have to buy time for the troops. If the enemy breaks through here, the troops behind will be in danger, and more people will be sacrificed!"

Xiao Miao couldn't win the argument with Wang Wenxing and finally ran back to the main peak.

Now, the main peak is the only position left, and the other positions have been occupied by the enemy. Heavy machine guns are firing at the main peak, and the enemy's grenades are constantly exploding on the main peak.

There was a buzzing sound in Xia Yuan's ears. The enemy had discovered him and fired a large number of bullets at his cover. The mud kicked up by the bullets splattered everywhere.

The enemy rushed up and fought fiercely with the soldiers on the main peak, and the two sides were glued together.

The enemies in the rear were still swarming towards the mountain, and a fierce hand-to-hand combat began. The few surviving soldiers formed combat teams and fought fiercely with the enemy.

Xia Yuan even charged into the enemy group and killed seven enemies in a row with his bayonet. The bayonet changed shape in the enemies' hot blood and he couldn't even pierce their clothes. He threw the bayonet on the ground and fought forward with his hands.

His physical strength was rapidly fading, but his terrifying fighting power made the surrounding enemies dare not press forward.

But in the end, the two were no match for the enemy. An enemy attacked from behind. Xia Yuan reacted quickly and turned to rush forward, but more enemies surrounded him from behind. A bayonet pierced his body. Xia Yuan turned around and tore the enemy's rifle apart with terrible force. He rolled to the halfway point of the mountain while holding two enemies. The American soldiers were frightened by such a terrible enemy and fled down the mountain.

The main peak was defended, but Xia Yuan was seriously injured. In addition to his abdomen being pierced by the enemy's bayonet, there were also traces of bumps and bruises on his body.

After all, Dark Energy is not Superman, and two fists cannot stop four enemies.

He lay in a bullet impact spot, his palms bloody.

Staring at the gray sky and calculating the time, it seemed like only three hours had passed, and there were still two hours left before the five hours of perseverance.

Xia Yuan tore off his cotton coat, tightened the wound, successfully picked up the rifle from the enemy's body, and climbed to the main peak.

"Captain!" Xiao Miao saw Xia Yuan and ran over to him, crying, "Captain, you're injured."

"Why are you crying? I'm fine." Xia Yuan looked at the mountains and found that there were more people in the Sixth Squad's position. He asked hurriedly, "Have our reinforcements arrived?"

"No." Xiao Miao explained the whole story clearly. Xia Yuan did not blame him. He ran to the position of the sixth squad and found Wang Wenxing unconscious. His face was pressed against the ground, lying on the edge of the trench, soaked in a pool of blood.

Xia Yuan ran forward and helped him up: "Squad Leader Liu"

He found that Wang Wenxing was still alive, staring at him closely with his divine eyes. Xia Yuan bandaged him and looking at his appearance reminded him of the first time they were added to the third company.

"Captain, I will use my life to defend the honor of the Third Company and the motherland!"

"I also want to make some military achievements and add another chapter to the Third Company."

“The Third Company is my role model.”

Xiao Miao ran over in a hurry and said nervously: "Captain, the enemy, the enemy is coming again!"

Xia Yuan raised his head and looked at the dozen or so wounded soldiers on the Sixth Squad's position. Most of them had died, and only a few were left lying on the ground, still breathing their last. He felt bitter in his heart.

"How many are here?"

“Too many to count. They’re everywhere.”

Xia Yuan sighed, "Maybe we won't be able to complete the mission today."

He thought about the possibility many times, perhaps being killed by stray bullets or artillery explosions from the enemy, but he never expected that he would be killed by the enemy rushing over.

The geographical location of Nanshan in Caoxiali is more advantageous than Songgufeng. He had survived the harsh environment at Songgufeng, but this time, he seemed unable to hold on. The enemy at Songgufeng was fleeing, with insufficient manpower and low morale. Even if they had enough firepower, they could not cross Songgufeng and were held down by the Third Company.

In the south mountain of Caoxiali, the enemy they faced was the 1st Cavalry Division, which had sufficient manpower and strong firepower. This was the ace of the US military, the ace among aces.

During the two full days of defense, the enemy's strength was only a company during the initial test, but the subsequent attacks increased from one battalion, to two battalions, to one regiment at present.

They have sufficient military strength and can fight in rotation.

There was only one third company, and their superiors required them to hold on until dark.

It is now dark, and there are only two hours left before it becomes completely dark. It is an impossible task to organize a collective charge of an enemy regiment with just a few people.

The enemy's roar was getting closer and closer. The enemy also realized that the defenders on the mountain were short of manpower and attacked more fiercely.

Suddenly, Wang Wenxing pulled off the bandage with one hand, his lips moved, and he said with difficulty: "Captain, I, I can't do it anymore. Even if I die, I have to get what I paid for. Leave two grenades for me."

"Captain, leave two for me too."

"Captain, even if I die, I will take a few American devils with me."

The other wounded began to speak.

Xia Yuan inexplicably thought of his poem: "Because of the sacrifices, there are many ambitions, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky!"

He stuffed the grenades he found on the enemy's corpses to the soldiers, climbed to the main peak, lay in the trench, and looked down at the wound on his abdomen. The bright red blood continued to seep out.

"Xiao Miao, how many people do we have left?"

"Captain, there are only five left."

"Five, that's enough. When I die, you will command them."

"Company Commander."

"Everyone will die, some die lighter than a feather, some die heavier than a mountain. Today, let us become martyrs."

Xia Yuan stuffed two grenades into his arms, grabbed the gun, dug up the dirt around him, and wiped the bullets on his clothes.

Suddenly, he heard explosions coming from the Sixth Squad's position. Xiao Miao looked up, tears streaming down his face: "Company Commander, Squad Leader Liu, they died."

The position of squad six was relatively forward, and the enemy quickly rushed to the squad six's position. Wang Wenxing detonated two grenades, climbed over the trench with all his strength, and rushed towards the enemy. With a loud bang, a thrilling sound, a group of enemies fell down around him.

"Long live the motherland! Long live the 38th Army!"

The other wounded shouted, detonated grenades, and rushed towards the enemy.

The explosions, like New Year's fireworks, dissipated on the battlefield.

"They haven't celebrated the Spring Festival yet."

Xia Yuan thought that when they were first recruited, they were all looking forward to spending the Spring Festival on the battlefield.

"Captain, the enemy is coming."

"Xiao Miao, take the other soldiers to the battalion headquarters and find the battalion commander. Tell them that the third company has not completed the mission and the position has been lost. Ask them to hurry!" Xia Yuan suddenly changed the order and stared at Xiao Miao, who was as young as he was.

Only now did he remember that the two seemed to be about the same age.

Xiao Miao shook his head firmly and put the two grenades in his arms. "No, Captain, I want to learn from Comrade Wang Wenxing and persevere to the end!"

"This is an order!"

"I am a revolutionary soldier. The order from my superiors is to hold on to the Nanshan Mountain in Caoxiali. Company commander, your order is useless!"

The enemy came up and the fierce battle began. Xiao Miao grew from a naive little soldier to a real soldier. In the fierce battle, his leg was injured. Xia Yuan ordered him to retreat. He said firmly: "Captain, I can't leave. I can still handle things on my own if I lie down."

"If we use up all our strength, we won't be able to hold our position. We need to find a way to conserve our strength!"

Xia Yuan was injured again. The wound on his abdomen affected his dodging speed. Even if there was a danger warning and his brain could react, his tired body could not keep up.

His left arm was hit by an enemy bullet, with the skin torn and the bones visible.

Xiao Miao held up his broken leg and bandaged it.

The enemy pressed forward, Xiao Miao quickly tied the bandage, lay down and continued shooting.

Xia Yuan only had one arm left, but it did not affect his shooting and reloading at all. More and more enemies fell, but their resistance became weaker and weaker.

"Xiao Miao, go and tell the battalion commander about the situation on the battlefield. This is my order!"

Facing death, Xia Yuan's breathing became heavy, and his white pupils were filled with scarlet blood.

"I do not!"

Xiao Miao shook his head firmly, used up all his bullets, and looking at the enemies who were still crowding towards him, he threw a grenade and escaped, saying firmly: "Company Commander, I am not a party member yet, but I am a member of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army. I came to North Korea to defend the motherland!"

He stared at the enemy, pulled the grenade, and said with a firm look: "I am sacrificing myself for the great cause of the motherland! Company commander, don't be sad, there are no American devils to accompany me."

After saying that, he jumped down and rolled down the mountain into the enemy group. His face and body were all scratched by stones. The enemy behind him suddenly found something rolling down. When he stopped, he found it was a person. There was a loud bang.
Xia Yuan felt a little pain in his heart. He desperately dug the soil under him, but there was no bullet, only shell casings.

He had run out of bullets and only had two grenades left.

"If you die, can you go back?"

He suddenly thought of a question in the future: what would you do if your motherland was in danger?

Someone commented that our ancestors have already given the answer, so how can we not even copy it?
No one is not afraid of death.

The same is true for Xia Yuan.

He heard the enemy rushing up. The gunfire died down at this moment and no other gunfire could be heard around him. He suddenly realized that he was the only one left on the main peak and everyone else was dead.

Looking at the grenade in his arms, he thought of Xiao Miao's eyes before he died, and thought of the countless soldiers who died around him all the way from Changjin Lake.

He resolutely pulled the safety on the grenade.

Darkness, endless darkness.

Xia Yuan seemed to hear the voice of the system and felt as if he was floating.

I was groggy and had no idea how much time had passed.

When he opened his eyes again, he smelled disinfectant, the clean ceiling, the hanging IV bottle, and the joyful cry in his ears: "Doctor, doctor, he's awake."

"This is a hospital." Xia Yuan was in a daze and felt a pain in his body.

In his blurry vision, a doctor appeared, someone pulled open his eyelids, and the strong light from the flashlight made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"The patient has woken up and is fine now, but he will need to rest for a while."

Blue sky, white clouds and green grass.

Pei Shanshan supported Xia Yuan, "You have been in a coma for more than a month, and the hospital couldn't find any cause. I was so worried."

Xia Yuan smiled bitterly.

He thought he would never come back.

"I won't do that again. This should be the last time."

Pei Shanshan pouted, "It's better this way."

Xia Yuan looked at her red eyes and ruffled her hair: "Let's get married."

"Ah?" Pei Shanshan asked happily, "What did you say?"

"I said, let's get married."

"This, this is too sudden. You haven't even proposed to me yet."

"Then when I am well again, I will propose to you."

"Uh-huh."

Xia Yuan stared at the horizon and suddenly said, "When I get pregnant, let's go to the Martyrs' Cemetery."

Pei Shanshan blushed: "I haven't even married you yet, and you're already thinking about having a child. Why go to the martyrs' grave?"

Xia Yuan said: "Bring a martyr home."

Pei Shanshan's face was a little confused, but she didn't refuse: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

As the days passed, Xia Yuan's health gradually recovered, and the senior brother of the martial arts school came back.

But, the system seems to have disappeared.

However, the skills left by the system are still in his possession, and Xia Yuan can use them at will. The disappearance of the system made him feel inexplicably upset.

There is no need to return to the war years every two weeks.

But it is a bit strange, why after a sacrifice, the system breaks away from itself and also brings huge side effects.

But one good thing is that at least I'm back.

After going home.

His father approached him and said, "During the time you were in a coma, the internet was full of negative news."

Xia Yuan clenched his fists, feeling the strength in his body, and said with a smile: "Let them come, I'm already strong enough."

The father was stunned: "Ming Jin?"

Xia Yuan said nothing.

After returning from the sacrifice, although he lost the system, all his skills were upgraded by one level, and the breakthrough in Bajiquan made him reach the peak level of Ming Jin.

It seems that he is only one step away from becoming a grandmaster.

The muscles and bones in the body are like steel bars, entwined around the body.

This has already broken through the limits of human beings. If it weren't for the system, he would never be able to break through it in his lifetime.

Naturally, I am not afraid of negative news on the Internet.

The Xia family martial arts school is bound to become famous.

(Finish)