Qiao Lin turned to one side, dodged the kick, and still squatted on the ground.

Lei Gong made an empty kick, followed by another kick.

But he was still easily dodged by Qiao Lin.

After kicking seven or eight times in a row, Qiao Lin squatted on the ground intact.

On the other hand, Lei Gong was out of breath, and even kicked his shoes off.

Seeing that Lei Gong didn't intend to make any more moves, Qiao Lin got up to help him pick up the shoes and threw them on the ground: "Have you kicked enough? Take a rest after kicking enough, and listen to me!"

"Humph!"

Lei Gong bent down to put on his shoes.

"Yes, I am inferior to you in terms of age, qualifications, and military exploits, but this does not mean that everything you say is right when you are old."

"Why did you become a soldier? To defeat the reactionaries, drive out the invaders, and establish a new regime that allows the people to live in peace!"

"What did I become a soldier for? To maintain the regime established by your predecessors."

"From the moment I got off the train, I was ready to sacrifice for the motherland at any time. You actually relied on your seniority and said that I was afraid of war. Why do you have it?"

Qiao Lin's series of words stopped Lei Gong, and he was at a loss for words to refute.

It is true that Jolin is a little younger.

But did he retreat during the long march?Was he ever afraid when facing the enemy?

No!

Then why do I think that people are afraid of war?

Could it be because he said a few words to worry about Qilian?

How old are you?Still so capricious?

Most of my comrades who joined the army at the same time have become division commanders, and those with outstanding achievements have already entered the corps headquarters.

But I am still a small platoon leader in Qilian.

Is it really as Jolin said.

Is my soldier for more than 20 years really in vain?

"For example, before you joined the army, you and the company commander were in the same village. They were either arguing or fighting all day long. No one liked anyone."

"But after joining the army, you went to the battlefield together. The company commander is in danger. Will you go to rescue him? Will you worry about him when the company commander performs special tasks?"

"We are not from the same village."

Lei Gong hesitated for a long time before he could squeeze out such a sentence.

But even he himself felt that he had no confidence.

"I'm just making an analogy. It doesn't matter if it's the company commander, or anyone you know or don't know. On the battlefield, apart from killing the enemy, don't you worry about your comrades?"

Qiao Lin knew that Lei Gong could already listen to his own words.

"I'm worried that our seventh company is also the same. I haven't joined the army for long, and I haven't recognized the people in the company yet. I don't have a deep friendship with everyone!"

"But this does not prevent me from treating them as my comrades-in-arms!"

"Especially in this foreign land, our comrades-in-arms are bleeding and dying every moment. Can you just watch your comrades fall in front of you and remain indifferent?"

"I can not do it!"

Unknowingly, Lei Gong crouched next to Qiao Lin again.

He didn't expect that the immature cub in his eyes would say such words.

There are some truths that everyone understands, but are easily overlooked.

What is a soldier?

It is the army that defends the country!

They are also human beings, and human beings have feelings.

It doesn't matter whether we knew each other before or whether we had grievances or hatred.

But from the moment he stepped out of the country and set foot on the battlefield.

We are one.

Everyone is a relative.

It's only natural to worry about the safety of your loved ones!

"Xiao Zai, you are right. I was impulsive and didn't understand what you meant."

In one day, Lei Gong apologized to Qiao Lin twice.

You know, in the Seventh Company, Lei Gong has a neck harder than a rock, he never gives in easily, even in the face of the teacher, he dares to slap the table and stare.

But he admitted his mistake to Qiao Lin, just because what he said was reasonable.

Chapter 18 The History of the Seventh Company, New Cotton Clothes

"But there's no need for you to worry."

Just when Qiao Lin thought he had convinced Lei Gong, the other party threw out such a sentence, which made him freeze in place.

"Do you know the history of our Seventh Company?"

Lei Gong calmed down a lot, and took out his cigarette pouch again.

As compensation, Lei Gong rolled a cigarette for Qiao Lin himself.

Qiao Lin took the cigarette and nodded: "I know a little, not much."

In the movie, the Seventh Company is a company with a long history and tradition, but it is too detailed for him to be clear.

"The Seventh Company can be traced back to the period of the Workers and Peasants Revolution. At that time, it was called the Revolutionary Army, and there was no such thing as the Seventh Company."

"Later, the establishment was enough, and the Seventh Company was formed."

"During the Long March of the Red Army, the designation was canceled again, and it was in the base area of ​​Yimeng Mountain."

"When I was fighting little devils, I was incorporated into the Eighth Route Army."

"During the Liberation War, it was incorporated into the Ninth Corps of the Central China Field Army, and its designation was restored."

"The Seventh Company has a total of 670 seven fighters. As of today, the Seventh Company still has 150 two fighters."

"Among the 520 five soldiers who died, there was not a single coward, not a single deserter. They all fell on the battlefield and fought to the last moment without taking a step back."

"The soldiers of the Seventh Company understand a truth, for the sake of the country, we will not hesitate to fight!"

"For the people, we will not hesitate to fight!"

"For victory, we will not hesitate to fight!"

"Even if only one person and one shot are left in the end, the flag of the Seventh Company will not fall, and the position will not be lost!"

Lei Gong's impassioned words.

Not a speech, not a recitation.

It is his more than 20 years of military service, which has been engraved in his bones and will be a memory that will accompany him throughout his life.

"Lei Gong, don't worry, even if I fall, I will stick to the Seventh Company's position!"

Jolin said firmly.

At that moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was standing on the campus and swearing an oath in front of the military flag.

For the military power of a country, a company is really nothing.

But for every soldier, the company is their home.

The Seventh Company has been ups and downs in the flames of war for decades, and after passing on 670 seven people, this banner has never fallen.

The blood of the 520 martyrs made this flag even more bright red.

Wu Qianli informed the soldiers to set off on time at six o'clock in the morning, but he called everyone up before four o'clock.

The soldiers stared sleepily at the new sets of cotton-padded clothes and shoes on the ground, and were a little dazed for a moment.

In fact, everyone has already made preparations to spend the whole winter with this set of autumn clothes.

The sudden distribution of cotton clothes made people feel a little overwhelmed.

"What are you doing in a daze, change your clothes quickly, and have a meeting after dinner."

Seeing everyone standing there stupidly, Wu Qianli hurriedly urged.

Only then did the big guys rush forward and put new military uniforms on themselves.

Cotton clothes and trousers, cotton shoes, cotton hats, and even cotton gloves.

Brand new fabric, soft cotton, you can feel the warmth immediately after wearing it.

This equipment from head to toe makes everyone can't help calling our volunteers rich?

"The logistics department sent it over overnight from China. There are only [-] sets. The frontline soldiers don't have any equipment, so they are given priority to our company."

Seeing everyone beaming and wearing new clothes, Wu Qianli couldn't help laughing.

Hearing what the company commander said, the soldiers stopped in unison.

"What's wrong? Doesn't the new military uniform fit?"

It happened that the division commander Wang Yun came to inspect and asked in surprise when he saw that the soldiers were motionless.

"Chief, the comrades on the front line don't have cotton coats yet, why don't you give them these first?"

"That's right, Chief, the comrades-in-arms on the front line are still fighting bloody battles. We can't let them bleed and suffer from cold. Give them the cotton coats?"

"We can just wear the original military uniforms, we don't need cotton clothes."

... ...

The soldiers chattered and began to take off the cotton clothes they had already put on, preparing to change back to their old military uniforms.

"Nonsense, put it on quickly. This is the padded jacket that Zhisi assigned to you by name. If you don't want it, don't you want it?"

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