Starting from 1950

Chapter 112 Xiaoyu Stays in Junzili

Su Yang sat in a relatively clean corner, leaning against the military blanket that held him.

His arms were bulging, with only Little White's snow-white, fluffy little head peeking out, its bright blue eyes curiously surveying this world of complex scents.

Although Su Yang restricted the little guy's movements, his little ears would twitch from time to time, catching the noisy sounds in the carriage, and he would occasionally make a soft "woo-woo" sound in his throat.

Su Yang's mind was not entirely on the noise in front of him.

A strand of his consciousness separated and connected with Xiaoyu.

In Junzili, at the headquarters of the 40th Army.

The sturdy bunker, half-buried underground, had heavy curtains that kept out the bitter cold. Inside, lights were on even in broad daylight, and the rapid, intermittent ticking of the telegraph machine sounded like a death knell.

A huge battle map hung on the wall, with arrows and unit numbers marked in red and blue. The blue arrows pierced through the south bank of the Han River from multiple points, like the forked tongues of venomous snakes, deeply embedded in the red defense zone representing the 50th Army.

Tang Zhongjing and a superior officer whom Su Yang had never met but was clearly of higher rank were standing in front of the map, their brows furrowed.

Several operations staff officers were also nearby, moving back and forth with documents in hand, their expressions serious.

After a moment's thought, Su Yang deduced that this person must be Commander Wen of the 40th Army.

Xiaoyu has already been sent out to scout the area, specifically the 50th Army's position, and is currently standing by the war table.

Upon seeing Xiaoyu, Chief Wen's expression relaxed slightly. He said to Tang Zhongjing, "Ask our little scout how the battle is going on the south bank of the Han River."

Su Yang's heart skipped a beat; he knew the test had arrived.

Tang Zhongjing was clearly nervous as well. He stared intently at Xiaoyu and first asked a simple question: "Comrade Xiaoyu..., are the positions on the front lines still in our hands?"

Xiaoyu tilted her head and looked at him for a few seconds, then made a "gurgling" sound and nodded twice.

"Wow! This gyrfalcon is interesting; it's really good at gathering intelligence!"

Wen Yucheng immediately became interested, and several combat staff officers also looked over.

Before Xiaoyu returned, a telegram arrived from the headquarters stating that, as of an hour ago, the four positions of Baiyun Mountain, Guangjiao Mountain, Xiuli Mountain, and Maoluo Mountain had not been lost.

Tang Zhongjing felt slightly relieved. He picked up the fighter plane drawings that Luo Pojun had given him when he left with the 352nd Regiment yesterday and asked Xiaoyu, "How many planes did the enemy send out? More than 10?"

This problem was clearly more complicated, and Xiaoyu tilted her head to start thinking.

Su Yang did not choose to help, and Chief Wen and others did not urge him.

Thirty seconds later, Xiaoyu nodded and then made a "coo" sound.

Tang Zhongjing then asked, "More than fifteen?"

Xiaoyu nodded again.

"More than twenty?"

Xiaoyu shook her head.

"Eighteen?"

Xiaoyu thought for a while and then nodded.

"It really can count!"

A combat staff officer stared wide-eyed as he unfolded a telegram from an hour earlier. The 50th Army had reported to the headquarters that the enemy had deployed 18 aircraft!

"Ask about artillery and tanks too!" Chief Wen said, suppressing his excitement.

"Okay!" Tang Zhongjing took a deep breath and replaced the picture in his hand with a tank.

"Xiaoyu, tell me..."

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Finally, with everyone present as witnesses, Xiaoyu repeated the same method, reporting the number of enemy tanks and artillery pieces.

50 tanks! 130 artillery pieces!

Xiaoyu was a little confused about numbers over 100, so Su Yang gave her some instructions through the soul connection.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Chief Wen slammed his fist on the table and excitedly spun around twice.

When enemy planes are flying in the sky, our ground troops can clearly see the number of them during bombing raids.

The number of tanks and artillery can only be roughly estimated.

Xiaoyu's ability to pinpoint enemy tanks and artillery with such precision makes it a treasure of the 40th Army!

"Hey you! Go check with the cooks and see if they have any meat left. Let's get some meat for our precious baby!"

Seeing that Xiaoyu had gained Chief Wen's approval, Su Yang finally felt relieved.

"Su Yang, what are you daydreaming about? Look at you, you little wolf cub, tsk tsk, you're really something." Yu Feng's voice pulled Su Yang's thoughts back to the train.

He leaned closer, his rough fingers trying to tease Little White.

Little White immediately shrank back warily, making a low "woo-woo" sound in its throat, revealing a tiny but sharp baby tooth, its blue eyes filled with defensiveness.

"Hey! It's pretty fierce!" Yu Feng sheepishly withdrew his hand, laughing nonchalantly, "Just like your owner! But Su Yang, are you really planning to keep this thing? It's a wolf! Wolves are hard to tame, be careful it turns on you when it grows up."

Su Yang pulled Xiaobai closer to his chest, feeling the warmth and dependence emanating from its small body, and said calmly, "Brother Yu, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. It can't live without me now. I'll watch it grow up and won't let it hurt anyone. Look how beautiful it is! It'll definitely be impressive when it grows up."

His words piqued the curiosity of the other passengers, who all craned their necks to look at this unusual "puppy."

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Feeling uneasy under so many gazes, Xiaobai burrowed even deeper into Su Yang's arms, leaving only a little bit of white downy fur sticking out.

Su Yang changed the subject: "Brother Wang, you're very experienced. How do you cook this tiger meat to make it taste good? Won't it be too dry?"

The atmosphere immediately became lively again as soon as food was mentioned.

Officer Wang spoke animatedly about how to soak the tiger meat in spring water to remove its gamey smell, and how to stew it slowly with spices to make it tender and flavorful, making everyone's mouths water.

The long and cold journey was spent amidst the smells of meat, sweat, and dreams of delicious food and the future.

When the train finally dragged its heavy body and chugged into the Tiexi District Ironworks, it was already completely dark.

The platform was crowded with people. Cadres and staff from various units who had already rushed there after hearing the news were holding lanterns and carrying sacks, anxiously waiting for the heroes' triumphant return.

"Here it comes!"

"Our factory's representative in Xifeng called this morning; our factory received 1600 jin (800 catties)!"

"Our meat is back!"

"I can already smell it!"

As soon as the train came to a complete stop, the carriage doors were opened.

Some of the more boisterous security officers from various units were already standing at the entrance with large pieces of meat in their arms.

The platform was immediately filled with gasps of amazement.

All the car windows were opened, and the strong laborers from various units who came to pick up the people rushed forward, taking turns unloading the heavy prey from the car.

When the bags of meat were carried off the boat, it caused a sensation.

"Good heavens! This is venison!"

"Old Yu! You guys are amazing!"

"I heard someone caught a tiger. Which unit was it from?"

The group surrounded the hunting party, walking out of the station like welcoming a triumphant general.

The biting cold wind seemed to be somewhat dispelled by the enthusiastic atmosphere.

The people from Limin Flour Factory didn't rush to get off the truck, seemingly wanting to be the last to leave.

Su Yang, however, saw Wu Xinxue on the platform.

She was wearing a dark blue cotton-padded coat and a thick scarf, her little face red from the cold, and she was tiptoeing, anxiously searching through the crowd.

After searching for a long time without finding Su Yang, her expression turned to worry.

Seeing that the aisle and doorway were blocked, Su Yang simply found an open window, quickly jumped out, and landed safely on the train!

Wu Xinxue's gaze finally locked onto her target, her eyes lit up instantly, and she pushed through the crowd and ran over.

As soon as she ran up to Su Yang, she suddenly realized that Su Yang was covered in blood!