Start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 93
When it was time to set off, a few figures crawled on the ground appeared from the nearby hills, each of them was arranging their equipment in the dark, and the stretcher was raised.

Under the moonlight, Xu Qing could clearly see that there was a group of their soldiers hidden halfway up the mountain. Before this, the correspondent had reported it, but he did not expect that it was the team from the [-]nd Battalion and [-]th Company that they had seen yesterday.

The fifth company commander saw them, moved quietly, moved over in the snow nest, turned sideways and saluted happily:
"Comrades from the third battalion, I see you again!"

Xu Qing keenly observed that the entire palm of the Fifth Company Commander who raised his hand in salute was frozen and swollen, wrapped in cloth strips, and the flesh and steps were frozen together.

He looked at him, and suddenly said, "Comrade company commander, why aren't you wearing a military overcoat?"

"I've been wearing it, but don't everyone have nothing to wear? I've been wearing it for a whole day, so it's not cold now, so I will wear it for everyone in turn..."

A soldier in the team behind him also moved over when he heard this. He was wearing Xu Qing's army coat.

"The company commander was lying. The company commander didn't wear it for a while, so he gave it to us when he came back. The five pieces of clothes we took were changed every half an hour..."

Xu Qing and the others didn't like it when they heard it, so they immediately ordered the soldiers behind to send out more than a dozen pieces.

The company commander was even more embarrassed. He didn't expect that he just came to say hello and was suddenly stuffed with more than a dozen cotton clothes.

These cotton-padded clothes were still taken off the soldiers of the seventh company on the spot, and he didn't pick them up, and he didn't pick them up.

The company commander was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said angrily in a low voice: "Song Amao! I usually treat you too well, don't you, what nonsense are you talking about!"

This soldier named Song Amao looked at a dozen soldiers of the Seventh Company who had taken off their clothes in the cold wind.

"I didn't, and I didn't mean to..."

Xu Qing hurriedly stopped him: "No, what this brother said is right. You really don't have enough clothes. At least half of our brothers still have cotton clothes. At worst, we can grab them from the Americans on the way!"

The company commander was moved with admiration. He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't.

He knew that such a statement was just an excuse, holding such a thick cotton coat in his hand, he didn't have to look back, the soldiers behind him were looking at him with endless expectations in their eyes.

He could only accept it with tears in his eyes, and then saluted: "Thank you for your kindness!"

The young soldier Song Amao also quickly saluted: "Thank you..."

Qianli stuffed his clothes over, nodded and said, "Thank you, if you really want to thank you, aren't you artillerymen? Remember to fire a few more rounds of shells and blast them two devils well!"

"No problem—Amao, come here!"

The fifth company commander explained: "He is from Shanghai, he has been to high school, and he also likes to write poems. He is still the number one in our battalion. He is considered educated. Ah Mao, read your poems to the big guys. !"

Quite a few people in Qilian listened to it, and it was quite interesting. Yu Congrong came up to him and asked in a low voice, "Can you write me a poem?"

Qianli slapped him on the head directly: "You are going to die, I will write you a poem!"

"Bah bah bah, company commander, you can't curse me, I'm still waiting to go back and marry a wife!"

All the soldiers smiled lightly, if they weren't there, they might have started fighting with him.

Song Amao was a little shy: "No, no, the company commander was joking, I wrote it blindly!"

Mei Sheng asked from the side, "Little comrade, I am also from Shanghai, where are you from?"

"My family lives in Shikumen, Hongkou."

"Old fellow..."

Mei Sheng asked a few words in a low voice, but soon, the second battalion over there was about to leave.

Although they all wanted to go in the direction behind the enemy, after descending the mountain, they were going in the direction of Dead Eagle Ridge farther away, which was not the same as the Seventh Company.

"goodbye!"

The company commander and Song Amao waved.

Under the moonlight, this team waded across the snow quietly as if there was no shadow, and scattered into the forest, marching silently.

After watching them leave, Xu Qing remembered that they didn't seem to have exchanged names from the beginning to the end.

Cold clothes, cold clothes, warrior upper body...

He thought of Kong Qingsan, the soldier from the Pao Battalion last night, and Song Amao just now. One of them was stubborn and the other was shy, but they were the epitome of all volunteer soldiers.

These thinly-clothed warriors just moved forward like this. It is not clear where they are going and how many enemies there are. They don't even have enough clothes on their bodies.

But even so, he still embarked on the journey without hesitation.

The Seventh Company also started to move. While walking down the mountain to the forest, many brothers from the first battalion, the second battalion and the third battalion left one after another, wearing only thin clothes. Still, it is only a small minority.

More people are still in the heavy snow, silently enduring the extremely cold weather, sleeping in the snow and ice, trying their best to arrive at the scheduled battlefield within the stipulated time.

They are already considered to be very fast.

On this day, Qilian kept inquiring that in addition to the 81th Division, there are also teams from the 25st Division coming here, but the temperature is getting lower and lower, the weather is getting worse, and many people are delayed on the road and cannot move forward. Whether the general attack can be launched on the [-]th as scheduled is still unknown.

In the freezing weather, Xu Qing couldn't help shaking his head.

Here, our enemy is not only the Americans, but also this cruel winter.

……

Qilian then set off quickly, racing against time all the way.

To ensure safety, several groups of investigation teams were set up to explore the way.

Yu Congrong's group, Song Weiguo, Ping He's and Xu Qing's group, can be regarded as a preliminary run-in.

From this moment on, Xu Qing was no longer that little soldier who could only follow behind Lei Gong in the artillery platoon.

They walked for two hours. After leaving the forest, they searched from east to west along the mountainous area south of a narrow-gauge railway.

Song Weiguo asked, "Why are there still railroad tracks here?"

Ping He lowered his head and looked at it. The track was very narrow and small, so it shouldn't be a train: "It may be a mine cart that was used when mining locally, like something left by the Japanese before..."

"slow!"

Xu Qing, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly, raised her hand slightly, "There is movement."

Song Weiguo raised his gun and aimed around, but after a while, he didn't notice any movement:
"what happened?"

Not only Song Weiguo, but even Pinghe didn't hear a sound.

Xu Qing didn't reply, he listened for a moment with his ears upright, and then he suddenly said with certainty:

"It's the sound of an airplane, it's very faint, blow the whistle to tell everyone to disperse and avoid!"

The two were dubious, but still believed in Xu Qing's judgment.

immediately.

Ping He ran back quickly, approaching the marching position of the Seventh Company, and hurriedly blew his whistle.

"Beep beep beep..."

The soldiers hid in the dense forest one after another.

2 minute later.

In the sky at night, an American plane suddenly flew over from afar, hovering in the surrounding mountains.

These reconnaissance planes clung to the mountains, the ground, and the woods arrogantly, and swooped down to observe the surroundings. The airflow of the planes fanned the leaves and crystal dry ice and snow powder on the ground.

"Hey man, there's no one here!"

"Of course no one. We have searched several times. If there are ghosts, they all appear."

"Then let's go back?"

"Wait a minute, there are [-] rounds of flares on it, and it has to be polished before it can be explained."

Puff puff……

Several reconnaissance planes were disturbing and dropped countless red and white flares in the sky. Around the snow-covered North Korean mountains, the illuminated land seemed to have returned to daylight.

Dozens of hundreds of bright silver rays of light fell to the ground in a dark and clear manner.

Between the woods.

"Wanli's ears are really good, these planes are really coming!"

"But what are they doing, did they find us?"

"Impossible. If they find out, they must go back and call fighter jets."

"This Yankee is really extravagant. So many lights have been shot down like this. It looks like fireworks."

The soldiers of the Seventh Company were hiding in the snow nest, covering their whole bodies with snow, silently watching the plane fly by slowly.

At the railway track, Xu Qing and Song Weiguo also found a snow nest and quickly climbed into it.

"It's so beautiful..."

Song Weiguo spoke softly beside him.

Xu Qing shook her head:
"The more beautiful a thing is, the more dangerous it is."

After the squeak, the remains of a flare in the sky even landed not far in front of Xu Qing, with sparks still faintly radiating from the tail.

He didn't look up, the nearest plane was only 60 to [-] meters above them, but fortunately, with the natural barrier of a mountain and dense forest, they also did the camouflage work in advance.

After the plane.

He and Song Weiguo hurried back to check everyone's situation.

Fortunately, all the soldiers in the forest did not have any other problems, and they quickly got up again, but many soldiers didn't have time to wrap them up in their clothes, but their hands and feet became a little stiff from the cold after a while, and they hurriedly stayed on the spot, He stomped his feet softly and rubbed his hands.

Seeing the frozen appearance of the soldiers, Xu Qing felt a surge of power in his heart—this is the result of the Americans dominating the sky. No matter when, they love to use airplanes to make troubles .

If they hadn't moved the fleet into the coast and the army into Incheon this year, history would have been completely different.

These Americans have been making trouble in the Strait all day long. This was the case in [-], and it is still the case decades later. The wolf ambition is clearly revealed!
But history has proved that it will not end well if you fight against 14 million Chinese people, and it will not end well if you are an enemy of [-] billion Chinese people!
Xu Qing strengthened his heart, watching the plane whizzing by in the sky, he clenched the gun in his hand:
"Do you like flying? Sooner or later, I will shoot you all down!"

(End of this chapter)