Zhu Tian: Beginning to Cross the Changjin Lake

Chapter 65 The glory of a soldier!

Chapter 65 The glory of a soldier!

Wu Qianli glanced at his beloved brother and said casually, "His name is Wu Wanli!"

"This is our battalion commander, and also the old company commander of our seventh company."

Wu Wanli tilted his head and looked at Tan Ziwei, saying, "I know you. You are an invincible hero."

"how old are you?"

"19."

Tan Ziwei walked over and put his arm around Wu Wanli's shoulders.

"Little bunny!"

"Have you seen any enemy aircraft?"

Wu Wanli nodded.

Tan Ziwei went on to say: "As soon as the enemy plane's rear door opened, bombs dropped from it."

"And we are pieces of yellow clothes, one next to the other!"

"What should we call those brothers who died?"

"He marched for six days and six nights, didn't eat or sleep, and froze to death on the road. What should we call him?"

"What should we call those who rush into the enemy's crowd, pull the pin of a grenade, and die together with the enemy?"

Tan Ziwei helped Wu Wanli adjust his hat and said seriously, "There is no hero who can't be frozen to death, and there is no hero who can't be killed by fighting."

"Only the glory of a soldier!"

"What's it called?"

Wu Wanli saluted very solemnly.

"The 677th person in the 7th Company, Wu Wanli!"

Tan Ziwei nodded in satisfaction and muttered something.

"Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, that's the name."

He glanced at Wu Wanli again and said with a smile, "You little bastard are not bad, better than your second brother."

Wu Wanli turned his head and glanced at Wu Qianli.

Tan Ziwei smiled and said, "No need to look at him. I remember when he first joined the army, he was one or two years older than you!"

"At that time, he was not as good as you!"

"Not bad~!"

Tan Ziwei patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder and returned to Wu Qianli.

"You are such a good brother! Your old man is so awesome! The three brothers are all really awesome."

Wu Qianli smiled and said, “That’s it!”

"Where's that kid Li Guotao?"

Wu Qianli turned his head and shouted.

"Li Guotao!"

"To!"

Li Guotao had already walked some distance with the team. When he heard Wu Qianli's shout, he hurried back.

He ran up to the two men, stood at attention, and raised his hand to salute.

Tan Ziwei looked Li Guotao up and down and said with a smile: "You seem to be stronger than before!"

"is it?"

Li Guotao smiled and said, "I feel like I've lost weight due to hunger these past few days."

"Haha~!"

Tan Ziwei smiled and said, "If you want to have enough food, you have to ask the enemy for it."

"These foreigners are very wealthy. They have a lot of delicious food. As long as you have the ability, you can eat all the good food."

"Yes!"

Li Guotao responded with a smile.

Tan Ziwei smiled and said, "You are growing up very fast! You have made great contributions one after another and brought honor to our Seventh Company."

Li Guotao quickly said, "Thank you for the compliment, Battalion Commander."

Tan Ziwei nodded with satisfaction and said, "You are still young, and you will definitely be better than us old guys in the future. Work hard!" "Yes!"

In fact, Tan Ziwei is only in his early thirties, only two or three years older than Wu Qianli.

However, this is considered to be an older age in the front-line combat troops.

Most of the soldiers are only around twenty years old. Not to mention the soldiers, even the senior generals are very young.

Their division commanders were only in their thirties, two or three years older than Tan Ziwei, and some were even older than Tan Ziwei. The army commanders were only forty years old, and the corps commanders were in their early forties.

In other military units, there are also many army commanders in their thirties. Even at the level of corps commanders and political commissars, there are a large number of people in their thirties.

So among the front-line combat troops, people in their thirties are already considered old guys.

If the war had not broken out suddenly, many people of their age would have faced the prospect of changing careers.

For example, Mei Sheng, the instructor of the 7th Company, was a company commander. He had been demobilized, but when the war broke out and he heard the news of the troops' departure, he ran back.

Seeing that all the soldiers of the Seventh Company had set off, Tan Ziwei didn't say anything more.

"Good boy, try to make me proud again this time. I'll buy you a drink when I have time."

Li Guotao smiled and said, "Captain, you have to prepare some good wine for me."

"no problem!"

Tan Ziwei readily agreed and said, "Go ahead!"

"Yes!"

Wu Qianli didn't say anything else, just waved to Tan Ziwei as a farewell, and then caught up with the team with a few people.

Wu Qianli led the soldiers of the Seventh Company, shuttled through the mountain paths, and quickly headed towards Hill 1221.

Mei Sheng ran to Wu Qianli and said, "I just counted the number of people, and there are only a hundred left."

When Wu Qianli heard this, he couldn't help feeling heartbroken.

When we first entered North Korea, the Seventh Company had 157 people, which means that now more than one-third of them have been killed or wounded.

Mei Sheng went on to say: "There are more than a dozen injured soldiers. If everything goes well, they should be able to return to the team within a month or two!"

Wu Qianli couldn't help but sigh.

Will it go well?

Wu Qianli naturally hoped that everything would go well, but this is the current situation.

Conditions on the front line were harsh. The Changjin Lake area was vast and sparsely populated, and conditions were very poor. In addition, they had to guard against enemy bombing, so the field hospital could only hide in the mountains and wilderness.

In this icy and snowy environment, with the lowest temperature reaching 40 degrees Celsius, normal people may not be able to withstand it, let alone the wounded.

Wu Qianli said casually: "I hope they can return home to recover as soon as possible."

After all, the conditions in China are much better than here, but once you return to China, it is unknown whether you can return to the team even after recovering from the injury.

Wu Qianli didn't expect them to return to the team, he just hoped that they could survive and live well.

Mei Sheng sighed slightly and said, "When I went home this time, every time I went out on the street, someone would nod and smile at me."

"I don't know them, but they know me in my uniform."

"Before she left, my daughter asked me why she wanted to fight this battle. If we don't fight this battle, our next generation will have to fight it."

"We are now risking our lives to make them stop fighting."

Wu Qianli said: "When I left home, my mother kept looking at me but didn't say a word. I knew she didn't want me to leave."

Speaking of this, Wu Qianli couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat.

Mei Sheng said: "My wife told me that next time I go back, I must teach my daughter arithmetic well."

Wu Qianli looked at the soldiers around him and said through gritted teeth: "We must win and take them home."

Mei Sheng said with a determined look: "We will definitely win."

The soldiers continued to advance towards Hill 1221, walking on snow that was above their calves.

At the artillery position in Xinxingli.

Captain Yang shouted loudly: "Fire!"

"Dong dong dong~!"

A dull artillery roar was heard, and the shells flew quickly towards the enemy in the distance with a sharp whistle.

(End of this chapter)

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