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Chapter 73 The figure behind the desk
Xu Qing quickly stood up and followed the guards out the door.

Song Weiguo was also outside, watching him follow the guards, and asked curiously, "Comrade Wanli, are you going to see Mr. Peng?"

"should be……"

Xu Qing was still a little nervous and didn't have time to talk to him more.

soon.

Deputy Commander Hong also came over. Seeing his nervousness, he smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, little comrade, our President Peng doesn't know how to eat people either! Let's go in and have a chat."

"Yes!"

Xu Qing followed the guards and Deputy Commander Hong to the front, and they stopped in front of a simple little thatched hut. The guards turned around and wanted to search him.

Deputy Commander Hong stretched out his hand to stop him: "No, this is our battle hero, why use these?"

The guard glanced at Xu Qing in shock, and quickly saluted: "Yes!"

Then backed away silently.

"Let's go."

Deputy Commander Hong took the lead and pushed the door open.

Xu Qing silently adjusted her clothes, took a deep breath, suppressed some tension in her heart, and walked in slowly.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that it was an extremely simple war room with a large map hanging on the wall and a few dim lights in the room. A small chopping board desk.

There was a figure sitting in front of the desk, looking down at something, accompanied by two military officers and secretaries.

Xu Qing looked at the simple indoor environment and the busy atmosphere, as well as the figure working at the desk not far away, he knew that he was about to meet the legendary General Peng!

At the desk, Mr. Peng was listening to the staff report.

Wearing round glasses, he carefully wrote down some data, and asked straight to the point: "Xiao Gao, how many miles did Tokugawa advance today?"

"Less than twenty miles..."

"Tell them that they need to speed up and must arrive at the combat position before the specified date!"

"Yes! I'll send a telegram right now."

"Also, most of our vehicles have been bombed by enemy planes recently. When will the cars purchased from the Soviet side arrive?"

"Domestic call back, still in negotiation..."

"During it! It's all nonsense, what kind of bureaucracy, our soldiers are bleeding and freezing, and the logistics work in the rear can't keep up!"

The two staff officers suddenly didn't dare to answer, and stood there.

As soon as the scolding stopped, Deputy Commander Hong came in, and immediately said with a smile:

"Mr. Peng, calm down and see who I brought you?"

"Mr. Peng, let's go first."

Xu Qing walked over, and he passed the two staff officers in front of the table. The two young combat staff officers looked at him curiously, but they didn't speak, just nodded and smiled slightly and left the room.

"Who?"

Mr. Peng was still angry at the table.

"Who else could it be? Isn't it the comrade who sent a telegram from China a few days ago to ask!"

Deputy Commander Hong said with a smile.

He pulled Xu Qing over and introduced: "This is what you boasted a few days ago—our combat hero, who fought alone and beat 100 Americans, and paid more than [-]! You Look, Commander Liang is not talking nonsense this time, everyone has come here by themselves!"

Mr. Peng took off his glasses and looked over.

Xu Qing immediately straightened her body: "Hello, Chief! I am Wu Wanli, a soldier from the Seventh Interlude Company of the Ninth Corps!"

Xu Qing was excited, excited, and apprehensive. His heartbeat was accelerating violently. He felt the excitement of facing the chief, and he couldn't control himself when meeting historical figures.

He tried his best to stand straight in the military posture, stand firmly, stand upright, and met Mr. Peng's eyes.

Xu Qing thought that he would ask him about the secret service, about the battle, or about the intelligence, but Mr. Peng looked him over carefully, and the first sentence was:

"have you eaten?"

"Eat!" Xu Qing paused in his heart, and almost didn't react, but immediately replied, "Thank you Mr. Peng for your concern, I just ate here with the soldiers!"

Mr. Peng nodded and stood up too. Deputy Commander Hong put on the overcoat on the side for him.

The lights were dim just now, and as Mr. Peng stood up, he really saw Mr. Peng's face clearly, with a round face, broad chin and shoulders, and the whole person looked very stern.

His impression of historical memory is that Peng is always the number one commander in chief of the People's Liberation Army. He is good at fighting tough battles and fighting fierce battles.

In his imagination, he should be a very dignified and serious person.

But soon Mr. Peng came over, held his shoulders with both hands, and laughed: "Very good little comrade. Your lone soldier fought very well, boosted morale, and earned a reputation!"

He looked at Xu Qing's immature face, and asked again: "How old are you?"

It was difficult for Xu Qing to describe his feelings at this time. He had fully imagined and presupposed that he must show the qualified qualities of a volunteer soldier and the good side of a modern youth!
But when Mr. Peng smiled and praised him, he still couldn't help trembling and tears filled his eyes:
"Thank you chief for your concern! I... am 19 years old."

"Young as Fire..."

Mr. Peng spoke with a Xiangtan accent, very kind and very simple: "When I was your age, I was also a big soldier, and the officers and soldiers around me were those of the old society. They only cared about themselves and ignored others. I can't do any big things. Comrade, you are so young, you are so courageous, very good, very good..."

Mr. Peng patted him on the shoulder, let him go, and joked with Deputy Commander Hong: "Our comrade has gained a lot of fame in the world, but the Americans still don't believe it, hahaha..."

Deputy Commander Hong also smiled slightly: "These Americans are too arrogant. They didn't believe what we reported before. This time, even their own reporters don't believe it!"

"It's fine if you don't believe it, it's fine if you don't believe it... In order to speed up the elimination of those negative public opinions, our Mr. MacArthur, the entire First Marine Division moved northward a little faster. Drill in your pocket!"

Seeing the two bosses talking and laughing like ordinary old people, Xu Qing felt extremely warm in her heart.

After talking and laughing for a few words, the two turned their gazes back to Xu Qing who was standing aside.

Mr. Peng asked: "You are now our death sniper, the 'ghost' in the eyes of Americans. You have made a lot of contributions. Is there anything you want?"

Xu Qing immediately stood up straight, and replied loudly: "Back to Mr. Peng, as a volunteer soldier, it is our bounden duty to kill the enemy on the battlefield!"

"Really don't want anything?"

Xu Qing thought for a while, then suddenly hesitated and said: "... If the chiefs must reward me, I hope they can provide me with a little convenience and return to my team as soon as possible - the seventh interlude company!"

After finishing speaking, I felt that something was wrong, and quickly explained: "I don't want to do anything special, but there are my comrades in arms and my own brother. They don't know that I am still alive. I want to go back and fight side by side with them." .”

President Peng and Deputy Commander Hong looked at each other, then smiled at each other.

"Is this still a reward? You are rushing to send yourself to the battlefield."

Xu Qing felt a little embarrassed, he really didn't think about asking for any reward.

When he came to this era, he saw countless simple people struggling and contributing like moths to a flame for this new country, even sacrificing their own lives.

If he said that he has no selfishness, that's impossible.But now that he has some abilities, he is willing to do what he can for this place, for this country, and for this era!
Deputy Commander Hong said: "Don't worry, this will definitely be arranged for you. By the way, Mr. Peng, Prime Minister Kim is also here today. Has he already left?"

"Not yet, rest and eat in the cubicle."

Deputy Commander Hong smiled: "Isn't that just right? Our Comrade Wan Li is now a well-known international sniper expert. We only listened to his name before, but never saw him. Even Prime Minister Kim asked me many times yesterday. Let Comrade Wan Li show us his marksmanship that scares the Americans, and also boost the morale of the big guys! Mr. Peng, what do you think?"

"Okay, but it's not appropriate to publicize it."

Mr. Peng frowned, but still nodded. He looked at Xu Qing, "How is it? Do you have any burden?"

Xu Qing trembled all over, and immediately said loudly: "No! Guaranteed to complete the task!"

"Let's go, the boss will be busy for a while, let's go to the training ground at the other end of the ravine first, and let everyone be vigilant about the surroundings."

"Yes!"

Xu Qing followed Deputy Commander Hong to go out. He called Song Weiguo and several guards and asked them to bring all Xu Qing's guns and equipment.

When Xu Qing turned his head, Mr. Peng smiled and waved at him, and he quickly saluted.

Looking back, Mr. Peng then sat back at the desk, picked up a pen and continued to write the unfinished documents. The chat and jokes just now seemed to him a luxury, and the next moment he started to work nervously again.

He felt deep respect suddenly in his heart.

Such a simple and admirable chief minister!
He once led the Red Army in the Pingjiang Uprising, led the Long March, joined forces at Jinggang in northern Shaanxi, fought the enemy with iron blood on the Taihang Mountains, and even led a regiment battle.

Who would have known that the marshal who had fought hundreds of battles would have fought more than a hundred battles at that time.

Zhang Feihu?Wei Yanhu?Harry?Yu Qian?
No one knows him.

Few people understand him.

"What are you doing here?"

Just as he was thinking about it, Deputy Commander Hong turned his head, looked at him and smiled, "Are you nervous? Just hit the target like you hit the Americans!"

Xu Qing hurriedly said: "Report to the chief, I'm not nervous! I think Mr. Peng is working too hard..."

Deputy Commander Hong nodded: "It's great if you have this kind of intention. The lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers are on his shoulders. It's hard for us old guys to persuade him to rest... Hey, let's not talk about this, let's talk about it." Let me do it."

"Yes!"

Xu Qing took his own equipment from Song Weiguo, picked up his rifle, and followed Deputy Commander Hong to move forward.

He turned his head and saw that in the small wooden shed, Mr. Peng was still writing at the dim desk, his brows furrowed.

Thinking of the hero's rough life, he couldn't help but think of a poem that was given to him by the hero, with ups and downs, and a heroic description of his life:
"The mountain is high and the road is far and deep.

The army is galloping.

Who dares to go straight ahead?

Only me... General Peng! "

　[Explanation: Radio waves were detected, South Korean people appeared around, the mirror was used to guide the plane to bomb, and the communication pigeon contacted... These all happened in real life.Historically, the headquarters also found out, so the engineer company was transferred to build the air-raid shelter, and the rest were accidents.will not be involved. 】

　　
　
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