The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 28 Secretary Liu

The air was cold, after a battle last night, today was another day of rapid marching, even Xia Yuan was a little out of breath, carrying a load of tens of kilograms on his body, the other soldiers of the Seventh Company were no better than him, The legs are as heavy as if filled with lead.

Yu Congrong's firepower platoon walked in front of the team, and Xia Yuan followed Yu Congrong. In the battle last night, many soldiers in the firepower platoon saw Xia Yuan's performance on the battlefield. Many people were surprised by him. One just entered the battlefield. The recruits who have not been trained for a long time are even more accurate than them in shooting guns, which really surprised many veterans.

After the battle, many people changed their views on Xia Yuan a lot.

In terms of martial arts, they are not as good as him. They thought they could beat him on the battlefield, but they never expected that they would also be fierce on the battlefield.

Along the way, the battle last night was exposed by many soldiers in a row. Many soldiers admire Xia Yuan from the bottom of their hearts, and he is another battle hero who can become Wu Qianli in the future!

The most surprising thing was Ping He. When he was on his way, Ping He came to him and asked Xia Yuan. Xia Yuan didn't hide anything, saying that he had already mastered part of the basics of sniping, and after going through some battles, he would become a An outstanding volunteer soldier.

Ping He looked at Xia Yuan in surprise. After being surprised, he nodded heavily, and said sullenly, "You played well."

Xia Yuan pursed his lips and looked at the sky. He didn't know if he could survive this battle, if he could.
The team has arrived near Dayu Cave, blowing the osprey whistle for five thousand miles, and got in touch with the comrades in the direction of Dayu Cave. After a day and night of extremely fast marching, they finally arrived at Dayu Cave. The tense nerves of the soldiers of the Seventh Company finally relaxed .

A civilian cadre received the crowd and quickly arranged some tasks. His eyes swept over the soldiers such as Wu Qianli, Mei Sheng, Xia Yuan, and Yu Congrong. He saw that the clothes they were wearing were torn and dirty. The head ordered:

"Xiao Liu, take the comrades to rest."

"Yes!"

Wu Qianli saluted: "Thank you, Chief!"

"Company Commander Wu, come with me." The little soldier who arranged for everyone to rest led the Seventh Company to a relatively spacious cabin. There were some boxes piled up in the cabin. Dislike, this is much, much better than resting in the open air.

Wu Qianli said: "Rest where you are, rest your equipment!"

Soldiers: "Yes!"

A group of people rushed in, sitting on the ground without the slightest image, all of them looked haggard and exhausted.Some soldiers who were not assigned warm clothes took off their shoes and huddled their feet in the bodies of their comrades to warm each other.After a day and night of trekking, they were tired, sleepy and hungry. Just as they were about to take out potatoes and fried noodles from the food strips, several soldiers in clean military uniforms walked in, and a 27-year-old man walked in the front. The clerical staff, the people around him call him Secretary Liu.

They held baskets in their arms, with steaming steamed buns in them.

Secretary Liu asked everyone to hand over the baskets containing white flour steamed buns: "This is the steamed bun prepared by the headquarters for everyone, thank you for your hard work."

"There are steamed buns."

As soon as the soldiers of the Seventh Company heard that there were steamed buns, they put down the grain strips in their hands, their eyes gleaming.Even Xia Yuan, who was sitting by the side, couldn't help raising his head to look at the person passing by, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Secretary Liu next to Marshal Peng!
Mei Sheng stepped forward and thanked excitedly: "Thank you Secretary Liu for your concern, I am on behalf of the soldiers, thank you!"

"You're welcome, you sent the radio station to the organization, we should thank you."

Secretary Liu glanced at the volunteer soldiers resting in the room, and his gaze stayed on the clothes of some soldiers. The worn-out cotton jackets were stuffed with cotton and weeds as stuffing. He couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, and handed the basket to Mei Sheng: "These you Let’s eat first, if it’s not enough, there’s more.”

"Enough is enough"

Mei Sheng took the steamed buns with a smile, turned around and shouted, "Take one for each person, don't take too many."

With a cheeky face, Yu Congrong stretched out his black claws to grab the steamed buns, "Instructor, let me taste it first."

Mei Sheng scolded with a smile: "Let's go, Pinghe, come, come, share with everyone, one for each, and one for the wounded."

Ping He got up with a smile, and called Xia Yuan to join him. A group of people were buzzing, very lively.

Wu Wanli was writing a self-criticism with a pencil end in his hand, Xia Yuan handed over a steamed bun and stuffed Lei Gong with another.

Xia Yuan stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth and took a bite, "I'll take a look when I'm done writing."

Wu Wanli ate the steamed buns in two bites, "I haven't finished writing yet."

Yu Congrong was eating steamed buns, like a street stalker came over, snatched the self-criticism from Wu Wanli's hand, read it in his hand, "What are you writing?"

Wu Wanli panicked, grabbed the end of the pencil, and grabbed Yu Congrong's shoulder with one hand, "Give it to me!"

Yu Congrong took advantage of the situation and gave the self-criticism written by Wu Wanli to the other soldiers. The soldiers who were resting became lively all of a sudden, passing the self-criticism written by Wu Wanli one after another. Seeing him wearing a blood-stained padded jacket, holding a self-criticism book, he shouted loudly:
"Comrades, let me read Comrade Wu Wanli's self-criticism, no, no, no, it's an egg-criticism."

The soldiers of the Seventh Company laughed.

Holding the self-criticism book, Yu Congrong read in a dignified manner: "I don't agree with Lei Dan's fate, I'm going to fuck my brother, I'm going to fuck, I must change it, hahaha!"

He came to Mei Sheng's side and showed it to Mei Sheng: "Instructor, the little comrade has grown up."

Mei Sheng was sewing clothes, turned his head to look, and said thoughtfully: "The attitude is good, but it doesn't count if you don't sign it."

"Then sign it."

Yu Congrong took the self-criticism book, came to Wu Wanli's side, returned the self-criticism book to him, looked at Wu Wanli seriously, and said, "If an egg is pecked hard, it may turn into a pile of eggs." .”

The soldiers of the Seventh Company laughed heartily, watching Yu Congrong molesting the little comrade happily.Xia Yuan ate the steamed buns quietly, but there was a faint smile and a slight sadness on his face. The more he was like this, the more sad he was. Too many people were sacrificed in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and he was in a panic.

"Fuck off."

Lei Gong couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and kicked Yu Congrong's ass, pointed Yu Congrong with his finger, turned to all the soldiers of the Seventh Company and said, "Hey, hey, you bastard, you still laugh at others Comrades, when Comrade Yu Congrong went to the battlefield for the first time, he was so scared that he peed his pants, and I washed his pants.”

Yu Congrong couldn't help but hold Lei Gong in his arms, "Be merciful, be merciful."

"Hahaha!"

"I can prove this!!"

Outside the door, Secretary Liu came over with two soldiers carrying a lot of cotton clothes. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing. After laughing, his face was heavy again.

"Everyone left all the old and dirty clothes and replaced them with those in these environments."

"Thank you comrades for your concern, thank you."

Mei Sheng immediately arranged for the soldiers to prepare, "Da Chuan, pick three clean clothes, take out the cotton to make first-aid cotton, and distribute the rest to comrades, the wounded are given priority."

Xia Yuan was decorating his gun with cloth strips. The white gun was not very conspicuous in the snow. He looked up at Secretary Liu, got up and walked over.

Secretary Liu put down his clothes and looked at the smiling faces of the soldiers of the Seventh Company, feeling depressed. At this moment, a comrade's voice came from behind him.

"Secretary Liu, I have something I want to talk to you about."

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