The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 4 Escort Radio

"Ding—congratulations to the host for getting the reward: the team's ancient martial arts bonus has been automatically stored in the warehouse for the host!"

The prompt sound echoed in his mind, causing a look of joy to appear on Wu Qianli's face immediately.

Although I don't know the specific utility, but at least I got a rare reward.

"Wanli, come here!"

Wu Qianli immediately turned over and stood up, shouting loudly.

"Brother, what's the matter with me?"

Wu Wanli ran over immediately, with a little doubt in his eyes.

"Let each platoon count the casualties and report them all."

Wu Qianli looked at the wreckage and flames left by the explosions everywhere, and suddenly became worried about the casualties of the troops.

"Yes!"

Wu Wanli ran down immediately without saying a word.

After a while, the reports from all rows came up, and Mei Sheng took a pen to write and draw in his notebook, with a relaxed look on his face.

"How about it, Instructor Mei, what's the situation with our company?"

Wu Qianli moved over impatiently, eager to know the answer.

"There were almost no casualties in the whole company. Except for a few unlucky ones, almost all of the more than 100 elite soldiers of our Seventh Interlude Company survived."

Mei Sheng didn't hide the smile on his face, patted Wu Qianli on the shoulder and said.

"Hahaha good! Good!"

"By the way, Instructor Mei, let's go and see if there is anything on the radio station."

While speaking, Wu Qianli immediately dragged Mei Sheng to the radio station.

At this moment, the telegraph operator is anxiously fiddling with and repairing the radio station.

Obviously, although the explosion just now did not directly hit the radio station, the huge shock wave still caused some minor damage to the radio station.

Seeing this, Wu Qianli couldn't help frowning, and opened his mouth worriedly, but swallowed the words forcefully.

He knew very well that there was no rush for this kind of thing, professional things had to be done by professional people, and intervening by himself would only add to the chaos.

So Wu Qianli simply ordered the whole army to rest, and he sat aside.

He happened to be hungry, so he picked up the potato in his arms and gnawed on it.

"S-the potatoes are already so hard."

Wu Qianli took a bite, but it was as if he was biting on a cold stone.

The seventh interspersed with other people is almost the same, obviously not fully adapted to the weather of the Korean battlefield.

"Brother, I may not be as good as you in other things, but I am very good at eating.

"Hey—it's a pity, it would be great if there was meat to eat."

Wu Wanli picked up a gleaming military thorn and pierced the potato.

Then put it on the fire ignited by the shells, slowly roast it, and then grinned, ready to send it to his mouth with a smile.

"Pfft, bastard, brother is still thinking about the situation of the war, why is he like you, every day, he only thinks about eating meat."

"Since you are so knowledgeable, you can bake two potatoes for me by the way."

Wu Qianli said, rubbed Wu Wanli's head, and stuffed two frozen potatoes into Wu Wanli's arms.

"Company commander, the telegraph has been repaired, and an order just came from above, please check."

The telegraph operator on the side repaired the telegraph, and immediately put on the equipment to listen to the telegraph signal.

It just so happened that he received the order not long after, and quickly translated the telegram and sent it to Wu Qianli.

Wu Qianli didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly took the order and took a closer look.

"Within three days, escort the radio station and translators to the Dayudong command post."

(End of this chapter)