The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 7 For the next generation!
"Wan Li followed me no matter what."

Xia Yuan saw Wu Wanli and leaned over to talk.

"This kid ran out secretly." Wu Qianli stared at Wu Wanli, and said to Xia Yuan: "Xia Yuan, take him to carry ammunition, don't be afraid of tiring him, he has lived on a fishing boat since he was a child, the least fear It's suffering."

"Let's go."

Xia Yuan smiled and looked at Wu Wanli. Wu Wanli in military uniform was quite handsome. After all, he was acting as a celebrity. Even though his skin was darker, his foundation was still there.

After carrying a box of ammunition, Wu Wanli couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yuan, when will you teach me kung fu?"

Xia Yuan restrained his expression, "The war is about to start, it's too late, we're going to set off tonight, and when the war is won, I'll teach you."

"Yo, it's new again, Xia Yuan, who is he?"

Yu Congrong had a lot of food strips hanging on his body, and he leaned over from not far away, his eyes swept Wu Wanli from time to time: "So young, your brother?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is the company commander's younger brother, Wu Wanli." Xia Yuan put the ammunition box on the stuffy tank carriage and looked back.

The materials have been almost moved, and it is getting dark, and the tile lamps under the station emit a faint yellow light.

"Yoah."

"Seven companies gather!"

The whistle interrupted Yu Congrong's words, the originally noisy train station platform quieted down, and various companies began to assemble and walked towards the station platform. Xia Yuan led Wu Wanli to stand behind the team, and followed the team to step on to the train station.

"One-two-one! One-two-one!"

There were shouts of slogans everywhere, and the echoes drifted far away. The sound of orderly footsteps stirred the hearts of the two recruits, Xia Yuan and Wu Wanli.

The two of them didn't have guns on them, and they hadn't officially joined the team yet, so they imitated the footsteps of the soldiers around them.

boom!
The red flare was lifted into the air, as if turning on a signal, and the shout of "staying in place" came from afar.

Wu Wanli was shocked and looked up.

"shocked?"

"A bit."

Xia Yuan took Wu Wanli with him, and the two of them looked left and right like curious babies, and then looked up at the bullets fired by the red flare gun, chatting in low voices.

"The third company should have 140 people, but there are actually 130 people! The rest are on the way back!"

"There should be 250 eight people in the artillery battalion, but there are actually 220 people!"

The sound of continuous counting came from a distance, Xia Yuan turned his head and glanced at the battalion next to him. This was an artillery battalion with twice as many people as the seventh interspersed company.

Wu Qianli's voice also came from the front of the team: "The seventh interlude company has 150 eight people. Really."

"report!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a more powerful voice. A soldier riding on a [-]-bar bar yelled loudly while riding: "Mei Sheng, the instructor of the Seventh Interlude Company, returns to the team!"

"The seventh interspersed company should have 150 eight people, and it actually has 150 eight people!"

Wu Qianli's voice came again: "Enroll!"

Mei Sheng rode the three-eight pole to the side of the team and set it up: "Yes!"

Xia Yuan looked at Mei Sheng, the instructor of the Seventh Interlude Company, he looked pretty, with a bookish face, don't underestimate the scholar, on the battlefield, he was unambiguous and fierce.

"Commander, I want to pee."

Just as he was thinking, Wu Wanli raised his head and shouted beside him.

The soldiers of the Seventh Company burst into laughter, and Wu Qianli looked back at his younger brother, "Speak and call for a report, and you can solve it right away when you pee."

Wu Wanli touched Xia Yuan beside him with his hand: "Brother Yuan, are you going?"

Xia Yuan thought for a while: "Report, I will also go to the bathroom."

Just as Wu Qianli walked to Mei Sheng's side, he turned around and said, "Go."

The two found a corner, and when they came back after urinating, there were people everywhere.

They climbed up to a high platform overlooking the entire station. Green military tents were set up on the platform, and a series of stuffy military trains were parked in front of the platform. He followed a few soldiers who wanted to ride, supported by two or three fire platoon soldiers behind him, and the others watched curiously.

After a while, I heard Yu Congrong's voice: "Company commander, I will. Don't. Don't move. Go aside."

There was a burst of laughter from time to time in the company.

The orange light reflected everything in front of them, and it was so harmonious. There was still some time before boarding the car, and the soldiers were also idly gathering together, speaking dialects from various places, and chatting with those who did not understand the language.

Xia Yuan stood on the high platform and asked, "What do you think, that you sneaked up after me? You are not afraid of your brother beating you."

"He won't." Wu Wanli looked around with dark skin, feeling that everything was so novel.

If it wasn't for Wu Qianli, he would probably spend his whole life fishing with his parents. The wheel of history changed at this moment. After experiencing the transformation of the battlefield, he would become a qualified volunteer soldier.

"It's all about defending the country. Why can't he do it and I can't."

Wu Wanli said stubbornly.

"There is a price to be paid for defending the country."

Knowing the changes in the future, Xia Yuan felt a little sad, and he was not sure whether he could survive this war.

"I'm not afraid. My brother said that they won't let me fight after they finish the battle. That's not okay. I can't hold my brother back. If they can, I can too."

Wu Wanli shook his head.

Looking at Wu Wanli's handsome face, Xia Yuan suddenly thought of the video interviewing veterans of the Anti-Japanese War decades later.

'No one is afraid on the battlefield, but when the trumpet is sounded, no one is afraid. Everyone is rushing, and no one is afraid. '

'Our generation has suffered all the hardships that should be suffered, and the next generation will not have to suffer. '

It's all about working hard for the next generation.Wu Baili and Wu Qianli are for Wu Wanli, and those thousands of volunteer soldiers are for the future generations.

War should not be forgotten. While remembering history, we should also remember those predecessors who sacrificed themselves for our generation.

Like the one said, forever.

"Let's go, we're leaving soon."

Standing on the high platform, Xia Yuan looked at the soldiers below, and the fear in his heart was dispelled.

Wu Wanli said, "I want to watch it for a while."

Xia Yuan patted the kid on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Joining the army, you have to stop your petty temper. The duty of a soldier is to obey orders. Your brother doesn't want to watch a street sneaker enter the team."

Wu Wanli thought for a while, followed Xia Yuan off the high platform, and stood behind the seventh company's team.

After resting for a while, the assembly whistle was blown again.

The division commander stood in the distance and shouted with a loudspeaker: "All aboard! All aboard!"

There was a loud and loud response from the crowd:
"Yes! Get in the car!"

Volunteer soldiers with guns on their backs rushed into the stuffy tank compartments divided according to each company, without dragging their feet or hesitating.

Being on the military ranks means stepping on the battlefield, and Xia Yuan was very excited.

Xia Yuan followed the soldiers of the Seventh Company into the carriage.

The soldiers below put away the wooden pedals, and the stuffy tank army row made a loud and clear sound of 'woo-woo', and started slowly.

The soldiers who were in charge of standing guard on the platform and left behind gave the highest salute. The orange light fell on them, which seemed so unreal.

The soldiers in the carriage saluted and said that it is unknown how many people will die there.

There is no sacrifice in battle, they love their country deeply, throw their heads, sprinkle blood, and do whatever they want.

Xia Yuan watched this scene quietly, without realizing it, he was already in a movie when he watched it again, until the train started to run, and the gust of wind came in from the opened gate, blowing his cheeks like knives It was just as painful, so they closed the door of the carriage.

There are only two yellow lights in the carriage, and there are beds on the upper, middle and lower floors in the fairly spacious carriage, and weapons and ammunition are piled up in the unused places.

Wu Qianli sat on the ammunition box and looked around. Xia Yuan found the bed of his fire platoon. Yu Congrong was teaching Xia Yuan to tie his own bedding. These bedding were to be brought to the battlefield. After all, he had to rest at night. Xia Yuan was also a recruit, and Yu Congrong was still very concerned about Xia Yuan after being accepted by them early.

(End of this chapter)