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Chapter 22 Our Names Nobody Knows

After a short mobilization oath, when the train stopped again, it was almost three days later, officially entering November [-]th.The temperature in the north dropped significantly without the people on the train noticing.

As the Chinese station closest to the Yalu River, Ji’an Station is already on the Chinese border, and it’s not too far away from the Yalu River, but it can be said that almost no one on the train has been so far away.

When the train arrived at the station, Xu Qing could see that more than a dozen green leather trains had stopped, and soldiers with live nuclear bombs were everywhere, getting on and off the trains and carrying supplies.

The station is very militarized: mountains of materials and equipment are stacked neatly under the shelters.This is what it looks like from above the train.But if you look down from the air, you can only see the arrangement of railroad tracks, and all the actions of personnel and material piles are covered under camouflage.

Everyone is busy, but they don't make any noise.

The solemn atmosphere makes this place look a bit stricter than the Shandong resident.

Qianli ordered: "Stay in two shifts and watch our equipment. The rest will get off with me!"

The carriage door opens.The cold air rushed towards the face, and Qilian and the group of people trembled uncontrollably.

Yu Congrong wondered: "The temperature difference is too big!"

Xu Qing looked around and replied to him: "This is the northernmost part of our country, which is norther than the northeast. Can it not be cold?"

Yu Congrong rubbed his hands: "I still feel too evil. It was so hot two days ago!"

Xu Qing knew he was right.The entire Ninth Corps team is the southern army, and they have been training in the three southern provinces. Armed swimming in the sea and Yongdu reef are all routine operations.

These days, we have gathered from Zhejiang, Shanghai and other places to go north, and it has gradually entered late autumn, and it is actually getting colder and colder along the way.It's just that it's not so obvious on the train. More than 100 people are crowded in the same train compartment, and the temperature tends to rise very high.

Only when you get off the car at this time can you clearly notice the large temperature difference.It's like crossing from the south where the average temperature is about [-] degrees to here.

Qianli also wrapped himself up, and turned around: "We can't go to Shenyang, so I'll ask here later if there are any extra cotton clothes."

Yu Congrong said happily: "This is good!"

A group of people got off the train, and on the platform, there were soon on-site personnel from the station to meet them:
"Are you from the Seventh Interlude Company?"

"Yes." Qianli saluted, and then shook hands: "The seventh interlude company commander Wu Qianli!"

"You're welcome! I'm the deputy station chief, and I'm waiting for you." Opposite was a middle-aged Northeast military officer, and he raised his empty sleeves, "—but I can't reciprocate."

Qianli: "Sorry."

Deputy Station Master: "It's okay."

He beckoned everyone to move forward:

"There are still people waiting at the political commissar's office, and you have to send another person there. My side is mainly some supplies and equipment, and I was ordered to get in your car and take them away."

Mei Sheng: "I'll go."

Qianli nodded: "Bring a few people."

The crowd immediately divided into two groups and left.

A group of Qianli and Xu Qing followed the deputy stationmaster to the shelter. Qianli looked at his sleeve and asked, "Stationmaster, may I ask, where did you lose your arm?"

The deputy station chief said generously, "Jinzhou."

When Yu Congrong heard it, he couldn't help interjecting: "Battle of Jinzhou?"

The deputy station master looked back: "Yes. You have also called?"

"Really?" Yu Congrong beamed with joy, "Xiaolinghe attacked the city, we are the vanguard along the way—"

boom.

He slapped him back with a thousand li slap, and saluted again: "Don't mind. He is not sensible. Are you the old squad leader?"

The deputy station master shook his head: "Pull it down, just tell me if you have anything to say."

Qianli smiled.This is a saying in the army that has always shortened the distance between comrades in arms, and it works everywhere.

He rubbed his hands together and said, "I heard—is it very cold on the other side of the river?"

"It's not only cold, but also freezing people." The deputy station chief pointed at himself, "I've been working here for two years, and I've never taken off this military overcoat. Do you think it's cold?"

Qianli laughed: "Then..."

Qilian and the others also smiled shyly.

Xu Qing shivered in the cold wind, feeling that he and others were really sad.

The deputy station master came to his senses, stopped and looked up and down before he could see the whole bodies of several people clearly.

He touched it, and was startled: "I mean... you're all wearing this suit? Why don't you change the clothes from Shenyang to cotton clothes!"

The soldiers of the Seventh Company, the company commander Wu Qianli last time, down to the recruit Wu Wanli (Xu Qing), only have two sets of military uniforms, winter and summer.What I wear now is the winter clothes prepared in the south - thin cotton clothes.

In fact, it is a thin layer of cotton wadding added to the summer dress.The weather in the south is warm, and with the productivity of this era, it is conceivable how much cotton can be filled.

Qianli sighed: "I didn't make it, the train was pulled here halfway! How could I find you?"

The deputy station master was also in a dilemma: "But we don't have any cotton clothes in stock. The last batch was sent to the troops in front of you. They left last week, and the next batch of [-] sets of cotton clothes will not arrive until two days later. But you—— "

Qian Lilian also collapsed: "Let's leave today."

"That won't work!"

The deputy station master was also a kind-hearted person. He frowned and said, "What are you wearing cotton clothes? It's like a mosquito net with a thin surface. After crossing the Yalu River, it's no use at all! The teacher... didn't give you any clothes. Other arrangements?"

Qianli only said: "...the military situation is urgent."

The deputy station master hesitated and gritted his teeth: "Platform No. [-] in front. Your company should move the supplies first, I'll go find it..."

Qianli smiled: "Yes, old squad leader, thank you!"

Yu Congrong had never been cold, like a quail, he joined his hands together and bowed happily—good man!

"Don't." He shook his head, speaking in Northeast dialect: "Hurry up! I'm just afraid that you didn't die in the war. Jinzhou is alive, so you can't freeze to death on other people's land? You move on." —Is it sixteen carriages?"

"Yes!"

The deputy station master led the people away.But Qianli, Xu Qing, and Yu Congrong stayed behind and began to move supplies to the vehicle, mainly supplementary bullet boxes, food, bedding, and combat equipment provided by the Soviet Union.

After counting the number, Qianli arranged for half of Qilian's people to move, and dragged Xu Qing, Lei Gong, and Yu Congrong, the platoon leaders, to find Mei Sheng.

Mei Sheng was not far away, and the political commissar's office was also under the shelter. They were all built on the spot, and they didn't pay much attention to it.

"Instructor! This way!"

Yu Congrong quickly saw the person and shouted.

Mei Sheng turned around slowly, but his expression was a bit ugly.

Qianli frowned: "What happened?"

Xu Qing and the others also felt tense, there won't be any twists and turns, right?

Mei Sheng nodded, then shook his head again: "There is something wrong, but I can't tell if it's good or bad. They... asked all of us to take off our cap badges, badges, and related badges on our equipment. Items that symbolize identity information. Then, you can enter the DPRK to fight!"

Yu Congrong asked, "What do you mean?"

Qianli was also stunned: "This is..."

Xu Qing understood: "So this is the meaning of volunteer army."

This is to completely eliminate traces of the "People's Liberation Army".

"What does it mean? We went abroad to fight for others, and we lost our status in the People's Liberation Army?" Yu Congrong was anxious, "What kind of reasoning is this!"

Mei Sheng shook his head: "There is no reason for it, the whole army demands it like this."

Lei Gong is also a little hard to accept: "Then died in a foreign country...doesn't it mean that no one knows?"

Qianli watched boxes of cap badges and badges being handed in by other brother troops in the office behind him.He also felt a little unbearable.

The "August [-]" five-star on the cap badge and the words "Chinese People's Liberation Army" on the badge are the marks of new Chinese soldiers.Almost every soldier regards it as a treasure.

Without identity, there is no belonging.Without a name, there is no existence.

for a long time.

He looked up: "Pay it."

Yu Congrong was puzzled: "It's true friendship, then our names..."

"Military orders are like mountains, and they must be implemented no matter what. Otherwise, what do you think? Remember that you are the 220th soldier Yu Congrong, and that's fine."

Qianli touched the gleaming red "August [-]" lettering on the hat: "Because even if you die...as long as one person from Qilian is alive, all of our names will still be in this world."

Yu Congrong muttered: "I'm not dead yet..."

"That's enough!" Qianli shook his head, "That's it. Mei Sheng, Lei Gong, go back and call on everyone to get off the medals and cap badges, and collect them as soon as possible."

The two looked at each other: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)