The Fourth Battle.

The next day, when the People's Army entered the city, the entire Seoul was in full bloom.

The streets and alleys were filled with cheers and gongs and drums. This was the time when the art troupe was working. Whether it was the People's Army or the Volunteer Army, they all put in full force to open the stages on the streets and alleys. Some were playing boards, some were dancing Korean, some were dancing yangko, some were telling, and some were performing juggling...

There were slogans covered on the eaves, on the streets, and on the buildings. The People's Army's correspondents were busy hanging loudspeakers along the road. I knew that was to make everyone in the city hear Kim Il-sung's speech.

A speaker of a volunteer soldier stood on the platform and clenched his fists and shouted: "For the independence and freedom of North Korea, for the security of China and the East, move forward bravely! The whole of North Korea, the whole China and the people of the world are proud of your victory and cheer for your victory. Go forward! Go forward to Daejeon! Go forward to Daegu! Go forward to Busan! Go forward to drive the American invaders who refuse to withdraw from North Korea into the sea..."

Then the soldiers raised their fists and shouted: "Go towards Daejeon! Go towards Daegu! Go towards Busan! Go to drive the American invading troops who refuse to withdraw from North Korea into the sea!"

Crazy, the whole world is crazy!

I was the only one sitting on the steps and silently. For me who knew history, there was nothing to celebrate. After the entire third battle, we didn't even see the shadow of the US military. This reminded me of the plan set by the Volunteer Army against the US military in the second battle. The battle in front of me was so similar to the time when our army placed the US military on the Yalu River! The difference was that the US military was peeing on the Yalu River, while our army was dancing in Seoul...

"Buzz..." With a noise, the loudspeaker hanging on the telephone pole rang, and a Korean voice came from inside: "Below is General Kim Il-sung's order issuing the order!"

There was a silence around immediately, and all the movements in everyone's hands stopped.

"Comrades!" With a heavy and slow Korean language, Kim Il-sung's speech came from the speaker: "After the Korean People's Army and the Chinese People's Volunteer Army launched a powerful offensive in concert, they liberated our capital Seoul on January 4, 1951. The liberation of Seoul by our army is a victory of great political significance..."

Half an hour later, I finally heard the ending: "The North Korean people expressed great gratitude to the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, which gave us heroic support in the struggle against the armed American aggressors! In order to commemorate this victory, I ordered: Today, at 20:00 on January 5 (Pyongyang time), 240 cannons fired 24 times in Pyongyang and Seoul to celebrate!"

"Boom..." Then came a series of loud noises, and more than 200 cannons rushed into the sky for a while, making the military and civilians in Seoul lively again.

This show was learned from the Soviets. Since 1943, the Soviet Red Army used cannons to celebrate the victory of the large-scale battle. The first fire was to celebrate the liberation of Orel and Belgorod, and 24 cannons fired 12 times.

The Soviet Union had many guns and shells, but it was just a few hundred shells. At this time, when we were extremely difficult to supply, and when each shell was condensed with the blood and lives of the logistics personnel, tens of thousands of shells were fired for this victory, which was a luxury.

I tightened my rifle on my back, passed through the soldiers who were in the carnival, and returned to the company's temporary residence alone, a bungalow. There was no one in the bungalow, and everyone went out to celebrate. Although it was daytime, the US planes seemed to cooperate with our celebration and not bombing.

In fact, in modern information, I know that the reason why the US military planes did not come was because Li Qiwei ordered that the bombing of Seoul was not allowed, because he knew that he would be back soon, and he did not want the Seoul that he would recover was a ruin. Therefore, this celebration was able to proceed so smoothly and allow the volunteer soldiers to enjoy a rare peace for a few days.

I sat bored on the chair and flipped the bullet bags, but no matter how I flipped, I still had only three poor magazines. Although I had collected hundreds of bullets by myself, I distributed them all to the soldiers when I dealt with the British army last time.

There are only twenty-four bullets in three magazines! How to deal with the US military that was counterattacked by the Najima? At this time, the supplies from the rear were still not sent, but even if they were sent, it was useless, because the gun I caught was the US military's m1c...

At this time, I couldn't help but remember the more than 60,000 bullets buried near the 38th parallel. They were all bullets of the m1 rifle. It seemed that when would I find time to transport the guns, ammunition and supplies there?

There is no need to worry about the food buried in the tunnel of the government, because from here to the government, you can go back and forth in a hurry in one night. The troops will be hungry any day when they are too hungry. However, the arms near the 38th parallel... are two or three nights, and there is no time to pick them up if they start a war!

It would be great if there was a car. If you put it in a fast way, you could go back and forth for one night. And there were only a thousand rifles with more than 60,000 bullets, plus some supplies, the two cars could almost be transported.

"Cui Lian... Well, it's the battalion commander!" At this time, Jin Qiulian ran in. She looked very happy: "Captain Cui, what are you thinking? Why are you hiding in the house alone!"

"Oh, Comrade Xiao Jin!" I suddenly remembered something when she interrupted it: "Comrade Jin, I told him when I saw the commander in the morning, and he agreed!"

"What did you say? What did you promise?" Jin Qiulian looked confused.

"Transfer you to the rear!" I explained: "There are shortages of people in the rear who take care of the wounded, and even fewer people know medical skills. Besides, I can also speak Korean without any translation, right? I just asked the commander to agree!"

"Cui...Captain Cui!" Jin Qiulian said aggrievedly: "It's a big victory. We're trying harder to drive the Americans to the sea. Why are you still..."

"Oh!" I sighed helplessly and said, "I said to Comrade Xiao Jin, do you believe me?"

"Faith!" Jin Qiulian nodded with certainty.

"Then go to the rear! This battle is more tragic than any previous battle, and you can't stand it!"

"But we have already..." Jin Qiulian seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Don't just be this but that!" I said in an unquestionable tone: "This is an order. As a revolutionary soldier, you must obey the arrangements of your superiors!"
Chapter completed!