Chapter 24: Battle of Jiulongjiang (Eight)

The loess walls, thatched roofs, and the fire in the pits were pounding in the darkness. The bright red fire light appeared faintly on the soldiers' sleeping faces, reflecting the blood and bandages on the soldiers' bodies red.

Snoring sounds one after another, and the air is mixed with the smell of unpleasant medicinal herbs, bloody smell and feet odor. But who cares about these? The warmth and safety here are simply paradise compared to the battlefield where life and death were fighting just now.

This hut was arranged by our superiors for continuous repair. The owner of the hut had long disappeared due to the war, but even so, the superiors still told us not to take the people's needles and threads. This may be the style of the People's Liberation Army, but it was because there was no food in this hut. If there were, it would have been snatched away by the hungry and tired soldiers. People were almost starving to death, so they could not care about so many!

From time to time, gunfire and shouts of killing came from the front. In this battle, the 6th Pseudo-Second Division, which the enemy retreated from the north, quickly dropped its light and heavy equipment and fled in all directions under the impact of our reinforcements 118th Division. The enemy reinforcements were still fighting stubbornly on the other side of the river, trying to block our army north of the Jiulong River with advanced equipment and favorable terrain. But in this night, I think they couldn't last long.

Most of my company was killed or injured in this battle, including more than 40 wounded people recovered on the battlefield, and only 30 people with combat capabilities were left, and all of them were wounded from different sizes.

The soldiers didn't sleep well for several days, and fought several battles one after another. Now they had the opportunity to rest. They all buried their heads in their heads. But I only stared at the ceiling with my eyes wide open, and the bloody scenes on the battlefield flashed in my mind, thinking about their pain, their wails, and their blood...

I knew very well that I was not under my control at that time and did it subconsciously. The method of killing the enemy and the judgment of responding to the enemy... If I were a reporter before, I would never have done it so skillfully and accurately. What happened to me? How could I become such a sophisticated and experienced killer?

"Password!"

The scream of the sentry outside the door made the sleeping soldiers sit up like a conditioned reflex, and grab their guns as fast as possible, although there were no bullets in those guns.

"Liberate the New China!"

"Serve the people! It turns out that it is the old squad leader, what are you carrying?"

"Eat." The old squad leader's kind laughter came from outside the door: "You're so hungry, come on, I'll give you one first."

“There is something to eat!”

“There is something to eat!”

...

When the soldiers in the room heard that the old squad leader brought food, they all sat up from the pit excitedly. With a gust of cold wind, the old squad leader threw a large bag of things on his back into the room with a "knock" and then couldn't wait to squat in front of the kang and rub his hands!

The soldiers rushed up to divide the pile of things, but when they got the things, they were stunned again.

"I'm talking about the old squad leader!" Hu Zi said first: "Are you confused? Can you eat these iron lumps?"

"That's right, old squad leader!" Zhao Yongxin fiddled with the things in his hand up and down, and asked strangely: "I believe that this thing is a bomb. You won't take the explosives back as military rations! I'm afraid that if I bite this bite, I'll be looking for teeth all over the ground if I get it!"

"Haha...ha..." A burst of laughter broke out in the hut.

The old squad leader was embarrassed and said in embarrassment: "Are they all sent to our company by the regiment? They said they were paid from the enemy? They were called 'canned'. I don't know how to eat it. The regiment leader also said that it was given because our regiment made heroic contributions in combat, and other comrades have not yet!"

"Can?" I sat up and realized that except for the Americans' plane cannons, the volunteers had never seen them.

"Platform Leader Cui knows how to eat?" Xiao Shandong might be hungry and couldn't wait to hand me one.

"Oh, it's still beef, American, good stuff!" As soon as I took the can, my saliva flowed down. I pulled out the military stings hanging on Xiaoshandong's waist. Regardless of the dark blood stains on the military stings, I pounced on the can box and then pried up, and a fragrance quickly floated out.

"Wow...good thing!"

"Planet Commander Cui is more knowledgeable!"

...

Seeing that the soldiers followed suit, they all couldn't wait to open the can and swallow it. In an instant, the cottage was filled with the fragrance of cans.

"Well, um... delicious!" Hu Zi finished it in a few seconds, sucked his fingers and said, "The Americans' things are delicious. If I want me to tell you, you have to grab more of this thing in the future!"

"Platform Commander Cui." Liu Mingquan tied a bandage on his head, leaned over while eating, and asked mysteriously: "I heard that Platoon Commander Cui suppressed an enemy company by himself and killed dozens of enemies. Why are you doing this?"

"Then there is still a falsehood!" Hu Zi was excited when he heard this, and said with a grin, "Do you know what it was like when I pulled this kid up? Good guy, more than a dozen puppet soldiers fell to the ground, all of which were stabbed by military stings! The bloody platoon leader Cui became a bloody man, and there was no place in the mud and stone that was not red!"

Everyone set their eyes on me at the same time, with admiration in their eyes. On this life-and-death battlefield, if you can kill enemies, especially if you can kill more enemies, you can win the respect of your comrades.

"Planer Leader Cui, tell me, what's wrong?" Everyone asked.

"Yes, Platoon Commander Cui!" Company Commander Zhang fiddled with his left hand hanging on his neck and nodded to me and said, "War is to save oneself and eliminate the enemy. Platoon Commander Cui did this very well. Platoon Commander Cui will introduce his combat experience! Let the soldiers learn and learn!"

"Company Commander!" I lowered my head, looked at my right hand and said, "I... I think of the soldiers who died under my hands. They also have fathers and mothers, and some of them are just teenage children, and they can't even hold the gun!"
Chapter completed!