Chapter 79: Military achievements

"Captain Cui has other tasks, so stay for the time being!"

The telegram sent by the division headquarters disappointed both Li Pinghe and me.

There are still tasks? What else can I have when I have returned to China? I couldn't help but look at the telegram and was stunned.

"Captain!" Li Pinghe said helplessly: "Then I will..."

"Let's go!" I nodded: "Say hello to my uncle on my behalf, and I will visit him when I have time!"

"Sure!" Li Pinghe shook hands with me again, saluted me, turned around and walked out of the room.

"Captain!"

...

Hu Biao, Li Guoqiang and others also packed their clothes and came to say goodbye to me.

"What are you still here? Why don't you go to drive a car?" I urged: "Hurry up your movements! Go back and have a good look at your family. Make arrangements for me for what you should be filial and what you should be ruthless! Don't treat them badly!"

"Yes!" The soldiers responded, saluted me in unison, turned around and ran towards the car.

Looking at the soldiers leaving, I suddenly felt a little empty. Now there is nothing left except the main cadres of the regiment headquarters and a small number of soldiers in the guard company. But my heart is not because of this.

Since the first day I came to this era, I have been living a tense, thrilling and exciting life. Every day, I have been eating, sleeping, marching and fighting. All I have been thinking about in my mind is about combat plans, killing people and capturing positions. Now I have suddenly come to such a peaceful world, and I always feel that something is missing.

Yes, it seems that it has become aimless and is a little idle.

Isn't this? Now I have nothing to do, and I seem to have to wait for what I can do. I am waiting for Commander Pang to come and wait for him to arrange new tasks for me.

What is the new task?

Fortunately, I have no relatives in this era and I have no plans to go home to visit my relatives. Otherwise, I would have arranged a task for me as soon as I came back, so Teacher Pang would not let me be so resentful!

The base where Xie Changbin is located is obviously a transit station for the volunteers to return to China. All troops returning from North Korea must first settle here, rest here for a while before going their separate ways. The soldiers can get sufficient rest and supplies here, and the wounded and sick can also get relatively good treatment here. The wounded and sick who are not suitable for long-distance movements will stay here to recuperate. This is also the reason why when I first came, I saw many soldiers and wounded and sick soldiers from the medical team!

Because the troops of the volunteer soldiers are very large, for example, this time, the troops we have withdrawn from the front line have more than 100,000. If so many troops are withdrawn at the same time, they will not be able to accommodate any base. Therefore, the method of returning to China in batches and evacuation for a short time after returning to China is implemented.

I was waiting for Commander Pang at the base for the past few days, and then watched batches of volunteer soldiers come down and then leave.

Perhaps because I rescued many substances in Sandeng, Xie Changbin took good care of us. The food we lived and ate better than the soldiers who had just come down from the battlefield. Even each of our military uniforms was assigned two new sets. In Xie Changbin's words, it was just one set on his body and another for washing.

Thinking about it, when we were on the front line, most of the soldiers' military uniforms were broken and repaired, and when we could enjoy such special care, we felt a little embarrassed. But this was not convenient to make it clear. Xie Changbin was also kind-hearted. If I refused or said it, he would accuse him of using his position to open a door of convenience for me. So he pretended to be stupid. Anyway, it was not that difficult to get these supplies in the rear.

However, after waiting and waiting, I never saw the shadow of Commander Pang. Even the comrades from the 539th Regiment came down. I asked their commander Wang Weicheng, and said that I didn’t know where the commander was, but I only knew that he had returned to China first.

This made me even more surprised. If there was a task assigned to me and it was inconvenient to say it in the telegram, then when I returned to China, I would just say it to me by the way, and I would also wait here... What kind of task is this? It's so mysterious! When I think of this, I can't help but wonder more.

In the first few days, I would still think about it, watch, and look forward to the arrival of Commander Pang, but I didn't think about it, so then, I didn't think about it anymore. I thought about it anyway, and I didn't have to worry about losing my life at any time. Compared with the battlefield, it would be better to let me live here for a few more days and not have any more tasks.

So I hope that Commander Pang will come back soon.

But the so-called "planting flowers with intention" will not work, and "planting willows without intention" willows willows will become shade. Just when I wanted to calm down and enjoy it here for a while, Commander Pang came...

I just had lunch that day, and I was lazily smoking a cigarette in front of the open space while basking in the sun comfortably. Everyone said that a cigarette after meal was happy like a god! Only then did I realize how truth this sentence is. Especially for those of us who came down from the battlefield, there seemed to be nothing to expect when we can smoke a cigarette so peacefully.

But just as I squinted my eyes and took a nap, a sound of brakes suddenly came from my ears. I slowly opened my eyes and saw four jeeps parked in front of us with a piece of smoke and dust.

"Oh! I'm quite comfortable!" As soon as the car door opened, I saw the figure of Commander Pang.

"Teacher Commander!" Our group hurriedly stood up straight.

"Sit down, why do you do when you stand up? Isn't it comfortable to bask in the sun?" Commander Pang walked to us with a smile, and followed suit. He sat on the backrest chair and raised his legs to bask in the sun.

"Shipman, smoke!" Seeing that Commander Pang looked like this, we stopped seeing each other and sat down again. Liu Shunyi even threw an American cigarette for the commander.

"Teacher, these comrades are..." Liu Shunyi asked in confusion as he looked at the direction of the jeep.

Only then did I notice that it was not only his guards who got out of the car with Commander Pang, but also several volunteer soldiers. After seeing it, I understood why Liu Shunyi asked this. Although these soldiers were wearing clean and tidy military uniforms, most of them were injured, either with empty sleeves or with crutches...

"Oh! These are the combat heroes of our army!" Commander Pang naturally stood up and greeted him, and helped the soldier with a crutch and sat down on the chair.

While walking, he blamed: "Old Chen, didn't you ask you to wait before getting off the bus? There are orderly soldiers!"

"Teacher Commander!" The soldier, known as the old formation, put his crutch next to him and said casually: "If we even need an orderly man to take him off the car, wouldn't we all become useless?"

"That's right, division commander!" Another one-armed soldier replied as he walked, "I think you'd better arrange the orderly soldiers elsewhere. We don't need anyone to wait. What do you think this looks like?"

Only then did we react and stood up to give up our seats to these combat heroes. Liu Shunyi's eyes were sharp-eyed, and he saw a person wearing sunglasses and holding a blind guide stick behind him. He hurriedly greeted him and helped him.

When everyone sat on the chair, Commander Pang introduced to us: "I will introduce to my comrades that these are the heroes of our 60th Army. I came late because I went to pick them up! This is Chen Zhongyuan, wounded in the fifth battle, this is the sea water dry, and An Hongyuan and Wang Guangzhu were all wounded in the summer and autumn defense war. They have made many outstanding contributions to the Korean War because of their bravery on the battlefield..."

"Oh! What contribution can we make!" Chen Zhongyuan, who lost one leg, seemed to remember something and said with a serious expression: "Compared with those sacrificed comrades, what are we?

"Yes!" Wang Guangzhu was wearing sunglasses. He continued, "Old Chen is right! If you kill a few enemies like us, you will have more people on the battlefield. Commander Pang, you are not unaware of the tradition of our volunteer army in terms of meritorious service, that is, "living is letting death, good is letting the injured, cadres are letting the soldiers, and organs are letting the troops." Although we have second-class merits, we know in our hearts that there are too many people who have made more contributions than us. If we really evaluate it, when will it be our turn!"

I couldn't help but feel moved. What Wang Guangzhu said was indeed true. There was indeed a tradition in the troops of this era, that is, to give credit to the dead and the injured. This is not a hardware regulation of the superior, but a tradition spontaneously formed among the soldiers. It is precisely because of this that most of the people who make meritorious contributions are either dead or injured. This is also a kind of care for the injured comrades and a kind of care for the sacrificed comrades!

But this does not mean that the heroes in front of me are given by others, nor does it mean that they are seeking fame. The fact is that the Volunteer Army's evaluation of military merits has always been "strictly governing the army", with high standards and strict requirements. The ones reported below are the first-class merits, and the ones reported are the first-class merits; the ones reported are the first-class merits, and the ones approved are the second-class merits...

It is said that the special hero Huang Jiguang was a special hero when the report was reported, and the superiors criticized the first-class merit. As a result, Huang Jiguang's comrades refused to agree and jointly wrote a blood letter to the superiors, and finally approved the special hero.

There were at least one million volunteer soldiers fighting on the battlefield of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, but only Huang Jiguang and Yang Gensi were able to approve the special heroes, and only forty-six first-class heroes and special heroes. It is conceivable what a high standard the volunteer army has in assessing military merits.
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