Start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 90 The other side of the mountain is our battlefield

In two days, there is still a long distance from Xinxingli. The Seventh Company's marching time is very tight, and every minute and every second on the road is very important.

Although everyone was very excited to get the new equipment, under Qianli's order, everyone lay down again to quickly recharge their batteries and recover their physical strength.

After the soldiers rested, taking advantage of the wind and snow rising again, they hurried back on the road.

And after Xu Qing returned to the Seventh Company, he soon immersed himself in the identity of a soldier of the Seventh Company.

Everything is so natural, not abrupt, not strange, because he himself is a member of this family.

Facing the load of equipment he brought, all the soldiers were full of confidence in him, but under Yu Congrong's questioning, Song Weiguo continued to explain for him.

"You said our team leader, yes, I used to be a soldier of the guard company. The chief saw that I was good at shooting, and originally asked me to help the team leader. The team leader made a lot of noise in the west. It's in the newspapers—not North Korean newspapers! International news..."

Xu Qing was walking, listening to Song Weiguo beaming with joy as he told his story one by one, he didn't expect this honest soldier with thick eyebrows and big eyes to have such a side.

But seeing that he didn't exaggerate, he simply followed him.

He followed Qianli and took out He Changgui's belongings, a letter from his family, and a silver dollar.

He has always treasured it and sewed it on the innermost layer of his clothes.

He wanted to hand it over to Qianli, but Qianli held out his hand and refused: "Lao He handed it over to you, so you can hand it over yourself in the future."

He also heard Song Weiguo's conversation over there, thought for a while and said, "You are already a bit promising, it's up to you to decide how you want to go in the future."

Xu Qing was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "I will."

So it was taken back again.

He understood the meaning of Qianli, which meant that he must go back alive.

Going forward, the rest of the road is still very bumpy.

Following the Seventh Company, the car would naturally not be able to drive any longer. It was a secret march, and the car had a big target, which could easily expose everyone's position and harm others and ourselves.

At this time, every soldier in the seven years has at least a load of more than sixty catties. In addition to his own guns, hundreds of rounds of bullets, grenade backpacks, and food, he also added weapons and equipment that Xu Qing handed over to everyone, but Fortunately, he also brought a large amount of US military cold-proof clothing, even tents and duck down bags, which greatly reduced everyone's exposure to cold.

The soldiers and horses set off, and the next journey is still endless wind, snow and cold weather.

But Qilian is used to the wind and snow.

Trek through hills, high mountains and dense forests, filled with wind and snow, as usual, and sometimes at night, what I walk through is some snow on the snowy wasteland.Stepping on it can freeze the whole foot, and the weight on the body is heavy. Several soldiers stepped on several snow holes, and it took a lot of effort to pull out their legs.

And if they stopped camping to rest.We can only drill into ravines, into snowy forests.

Fortunately, after passing the end of the Wolf Forest Mountain Range, there are many more dense forests and high mountains. Although the wind and snow continue, these forests can well cover their whereabouts
After such an all-out acceleration and urgent march for a day and a half, they quickly approached Tianyi Shuili, only a few kilometers away from the nearby highland village.

The so-called "li" in North Korea are mostly village names.

Tianyishuili, go to the next step, and you will be near Xinxingli.

That is their destination.

As Qilian walked forward, he was even more cautious.Because there is a good chance that there will be American traces near their destination.
During the day, they spent carefully in the forest near the village.

Xu Qing ate a box of canned food, and was closing his eyes to rest for a while, when Yu Congrong sneaked over:

"Hey, is it true what Xiao Song you brought here Wanli said? Is your marksmanship really that good?"

Xu Qing opened his eyes, and replied softly: "Whether you are powerful or not is not just a matter of words, you will know when the time comes to fight."

"Cut." Yu Congrong grinned at him, "I hope it's true, then you will be able to beat up a few more Americans!"

"Understood. Why don't you rest for a while if you have this skill, don't disturb everyone to rest...""

After Yu Congrong calmed down, he closed his eyes again and thought about something on his mind.

Today is November 22, and Xu Qing has been in North Korea for more than two weeks. After tonight, tomorrow is American Thanksgiving.

Xu Qing walked with everyone, and his mood was always a little urgent. There were only a few days away from the real battlefield, and it was a moment to witness history.

Different from his small fights, this is a real great power war. In the shocking battle between the 15 Corps and the U.S. ace troops, he could only kill one person with a single shot, but in a real battle, hundreds of people may die every second. casualties.

Flesh grinding, the battle for the founding of the country, nothing more!
This is the most comfortable day for Qilian to rest these days, because he clearly knows that the destination of the interspersion is right in front of him, and he is no longer so worried and afraid that he will not be able to catch up.

"Get up, get up..."

"let's go!"

Rest until night.

At this time, it is the time of open fire at night.

After a day of rest and recuperation, all the people in Qilian had recovered enough energy, and the people on duty called everyone up according to the time.

Soon, under Xingyue, a group of people rushed through Tianyishuili to Xinxingli, which was a few kilometers away, and rushed to their final destination.

Until eleven o'clock at night.

When they reached the high ground, Qilian did not continue to trek up the mountain.

Instead, it went around and spread out on the back of the mountain, hiding its figure between the snowy woods and stones, lying there and watching.

"Be careful!"

Xu Qingqianli and the others crouched under the cliff, carefully observing the distance. Xinxingli is a small village in North Korea. It is not well-known and very poor.

The terrain of the village is high in the south and low in the north, narrow and long from east to west, and narrow terrain, which is not convenient for any large army to deploy. Of course, this does not include the fearless Chinese volunteers hidden in the snow and ice of the mountains.

They were still some distance away from Xinxingli, but with the reflection of the snow and the moon, they had a wide field of vision, and they could roughly see some general conditions there with a telescope.

at this time.

There should be no residents in the village, only a patch of dark houses, the narrow-gauge railway left over from mining, and the dark and winding Fengliu River beside the valley in the distance.

There are not many houses in the whole village, but the area is large enough, sparsely scattered, surrounded by rolling hills, and there are several highlands, that is, small hills and mountains occupying the commanding heights one by one!

The Yaoyaodongdong Highland is an unnamed highland on the south bank of the Fengliu River, which was temporarily marked with a name on the map issued by the Volunteer Army.

Xu Qing asked, "Shall we go and have a look?"

Qianli shook his head: "Not yet, let's get in touch with the regiment headquarters first."

Although there are no traces of Americans in the village right now, caution is the first priority. The Seventh Company has encountered several black lights and fires and was attacked several times before.

Qianli flipped through the simple map he was drawing, and read: "The first and second platoons will take care of the team and protect the equipment. Let's report to the headquarters!"

Xinxingli is located on the east side of Changjin Lake, corresponding to Liutanli on the west side of the lake, and the roads heading south meet at Xiajieyuli to form a highway hub.

From here to the mountains, there is no light in the dark snowy night sky. The highlands, mountains, night sky, and villages are all silent, only snowflakes are falling.

Xu Qing looked at these three unremarkable unknown mountains, and couldn't see clearly in the distance. They were about to become famous because of this war in the Far East, but at this moment, this small village was still Sleeping in dead silence!

but no matter……

Changjin Lake, Xinxingli, we have arrived!

(End of this chapter)