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Chapter 61 The Old Squad Leader and His Soldiers

"I am a volunteer soldier from the Seventh Interlude Company of the First Regiment of the Ninth Corps, and I broke up with the main force."

Xu Qing looked at this tender-faced little soldier, who looked younger than him, and was also a recruit. It was obvious that he was very nervous, but he still asked sharply with his face tense.

"Nonsense, how can there be any Ninth Corps here, and you are still wearing American clothes?"

Xu Qing looked at him as if seeing her former self, and smiled at him:

"We came from the Yalu River Bridge. Before entering the court, the superiors assigned a secret mission. As for the clothes... I snatched them from the corpses of the Americans after I killed them!"

The little soldier was surprised: "Have you ever killed an American?"

Xu Qing asked: "Americans are human beings, why can't they be beaten to death?"

The little soldier choked.

Thinking of some bad things, he looked a little depressed.

But at this moment, the groups of "snow-white figures" lying on their stomachs not far away seemed to have no hostility towards him, so they stopped hiding and stood up one after another.

A total of five people.

They were all dressed in cotton-padded clothes, revealing the snow-white lining, with white towels tied around their necks, and their bodies were wrapped in white cloth as much as possible, and the places that could not be wrapped had to be covered with snow.

Xu Qing was not surprised, he just discovered some clues.

"Dayong, put down the gun!"

A middle-aged soldier at the head spread the snow off his body, looked him up and down, nodded, and saluted him:

"The 38th Army's [-]th Regiment's [-]st Company Investigation Squad, Guo Zhongyi!"

"The seventh interspersed company of the first regiment of the Ninth Corps, Wu Wanli!"

Xu Qing's heart warmed up, and he immediately stood up straight and responded.

Next to him, a dark-faced young soldier wearing a felt hat rubbed his red hands and whispered in his ear: "Squad leader, if it's Syngman Lee's spy..."

"No. The Ninth Corps' entry into the DPRK was carried out in secret, and even we only mentioned it in a meeting a few days ago."

He turned his head and looked at Xu Qing: "What's your name?"

"Wu Wanli. My brother is Wu Qianli, the commander of the Seventh Interlude Company. If you are worried, you can ask someone to check it out."

"Wu Qianli, Wu Wanli, that's a pretty good name... What's the matter, why did the good ones break up?"

"We encountered a small group of enemy troops on the way to carry out the mission, and an encounter occurred. Later, I was stunned by artillery fire and fell into the valley. When I woke up, the large army had already left."

"Amazing! They all survived like this."

Xu Qing smiled: "Fate is tough."

"Okay, Comrade Wu Wanli, we have finished our investigation and are about to return to the regiment headquarters. Since you are alone now, why not follow us first!"

As a reconnaissance team, if they encounter people who are suspected to be volunteer soldiers, they must take them back to make sure.

"no problem!"

Xu Qing had been away from the main force for several days, and he was already a bit eager to return. Faced with such an opportunity, he could not refuse.

So, under the watchful eyes of several people, he returned to the past and put his Garand rifle and the large and small bags on his back on his back.

"Is this all American equipment?"

Guo Zhongyi looked at the things on him and asked.

Although the other people didn't speak, they all looked at him with a little envy, especially the little soldier named Dayong, who stubbornly wanted to turn his head away, but his eyes still couldn't help but glance at him.

"Americans have money, and they use these things."

Xu Qing nodded. Seeing their curiosity, he raised the rifle in his hand, "This--their semi-automatic rifle, almost every soldier will take one. After I broke up with the team, I lost even a padded jacket. In the end, it could only be taken from the corpses of American soldiers, not to mention, it was quite warm even if it was picked off from the dead."

The young soldier with a dark face asked, "Then how many Americans have you killed?"

Xu Qing smiled: "That's quite a lot, more than 60."

His system interface tasks can be clearly marked.

"Blow you!"

Several other people shook their heads, but no one believed him, they just thought he was joking.

Xu Qing didn't make any excuses, and followed them.

Although these soldiers talked and laughed along the way and treated him very kindly, they never put down the guns in their hands, and they were a little vigilant, both for the surrounding environment and for him.

But Xu Qing didn't care either.

For him, the more vigilant his soldiers are, the happier he is.Continuously sneaking into the base camp of American soldiers disguised, let him know that all vigilance and suspicion on the battlefield are indeed necessary.

They walked on the snow ridge, and soon, they crossed a smaller mountain ridge and walked about two kilometers.

Passing through a continuous hill, Xu Qing quickly saw a few hastily built wooden houses in the lower part of a valley ahead.

As these people approached slowly, he realized that these rooms were also disguised and carefully blended with the whole environment.

"It's here?"

Xu Qing looked around and asked.

"Yes, come with me."

Guo Zhongyi led Xu Qing and the other four into the valley.

As soon as they approached, Xu Qing was wearing an American military uniform that was completely different from theirs. Many people looked through and looked at it, and some even raised their guns.

"This is the single volunteer soldier we found outside..."

Guo Zhongyi explained to the guard a little bit, and then muttered for a while.

Finally, through the secret whistle at the door, Xu Qing was able to follow them in after correcting the slogan.In the valley, there are not many people, and most soldiers have their own important tasks to be busy.

Under the scrutiny of a group of people, Guo Zhongyi led him into a Datong shop.

"You take a good rest here first."

After He Zhongyi finished speaking, he was ready to leave.

"Squad Leader Guo."

Xu Qing hurriedly grabbed him: "Yesterday, I ran into the remnants of the [-]st U.S. Cavalry Division and captured some prisoners. They said they were repulsed by our volunteer soldiers in Yunshan. I just watched The map is coming this way, is it convenient for you to receive prisoners of war?"

"First American Cavalry Division?"

Guo Zhongyi was surprised: "Are you sure?"

"Of course."

"The 39st Cavalry Division was repulsed by the [-]th Army in Yunshan, but we can also help to receive the prisoners of war. Where did you hide the prisoners of war? How many of them are there? Why don't you bring them together?"

"A little too much."

"Don't worry, we can eat a few more."

"... 120 five, one died last night."

"No problem... what?"

Guo Zhongyi came to his senses and looked at him: "Can you say it again?"

"120 five."

Guo Zhongyi said solemnly:

"Comrade Wu Wanli! What nonsense are you talking about? This kind of thing is not a joke. Your company has never taught you..."

But his words stopped at the next sentence, because he saw Xu Qing took out a package of things from the package behind him, threw it on the Datong bunk, and made a crackling sound of metal impact.

In the slightly opened pocket, his eyes widened because he saw a pile of American ID cards.

(End of this chapter)