The train started from Shanghai and headed north. When it arrived at Qilu, it was supposed to be training. However, unexpectedly, the war situation in Korea changed beyond expectation. The first phase of the battle ended too quickly. In order for the second phase of the battle to proceed smoothly, so The 9th Corps had to board the train again and leave Qilu for the Sino-North Korean border.
Jian Station.
Wu Qianli took Yu Congrong and others to find the stationmaster, hoping to get some cotton clothes from him to cope with the cold winter in North Korea.
Rosen went with Mei Sheng and Lei Suisheng to hand in his cap badge and badge.
"These are the cap badges and badges of all the cadres and soldiers of our seventh interleaved company. I have been ordered to hand them in first." Mei Sheng said, his eyes full of reluctance.
Not to mention him, even Rosen, who had just worn the Bayi cap badge for a few days, couldn't bear to part with it.
In the previous world of Eight Hundred and Jinling Thirteen Hairpins, he always wore the blue sky and white sun emblem on his hat, which was extremely unlucky.
I finally got here and became a soldier, but I was not happy for a few days before I had to take it off again. From today on, I will change my identity and become a volunteer soldier.
Although it is equally glorious, without the red star above the head, it always feels less interesting.
"Rosen, don't be sad." Meisheng is indeed an instructor. He immediately noticed that Rosen's mood was not right and comforted him: "When we win and return to China, these cap badges and badges will still be there." Back."
"Yes." Rosen nodded and said, "I'm looking forward to that day."
When the three returned to the car, there were new orders. arrival.
"As directed by superiors, your seventh company will escort 20 radio stations into the DPRK, and we will be on standby for follow-up."
"Guaranteed to complete the mission." Mei Sheng stood at attention.
At this time, Wu Qianli, who had established a friendship with the station commander, finally paid off and got enough cotton-padded clothes from the station commander to wear for the soldiers of his company.
But just as he was about to load the truck, the sound of engines sounded in the sky, and a US military reconnaissance plane swaggered past at low altitude.
All the soldiers did not dare to move for fear of attracting the attention of the reconnaissance plane, and Yu Congrong and others watched with hatred as the plane slowly flew overhead from a distance.
"Company Commander, do you want to shoot it down?" At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the silent station.
Of course it was Rosen who spoke.
At this time, he was holding the 38 cover he had received before and looking at the US military reconnaissance plane in the sky. He could kill the pilot at any time and make it crash.
"Can't fight." Before Wu Qianli could say anything, the stationmaster said directly: "Killing it will cause more bombers to retaliate. Our transportation mission is more important and cannot be stopped. ”
Rosen had no choice but to put away his gun.
"Get on the train." Wu Qianli ordered loudly, not forgetting to say to the stationmaster: "Thank you, brother."
"Cotton coat, no more cotton coat?" Stationmaster reminded.
So everyone came down one after anotherI went to move cotton clothes, but I was pressed for time. How much could one person move per bundle?
Others couldn't do anything, but Rosen had a way. He ducked over and put fifty or sixty bundles of cotton clothes into the storage compartment with a wave of his hand.
If he hadn't been afraid of attracting the attention of the webmaster, he could have packed away all the cotton clothes, which only occupied one storage compartment anyway.
Everyone in the Seventh Company hurriedly boarded the bus, but the staff at the station chased after them. In addition to the cotton-padded clothes they had brought over, they even took off their cotton-padded clothes and threw them onto the bus.
One of the girls even threw her red scarf over.
Just like in the original plot, it fell into the hands of Wu Wanli.
"Does it look good? Do you like it?" Rosen asked.
"Yes."
"Fight hard and strive for victory." Rosen patted his shoulder and said, "I will go find her when I get back from North Korea."
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"Yes." Wu Wanli nodded vigorously, his eyes full of light.
This guy. Rosen smiled helplessly. At this age when hormones are exploding, the opposite sex is really valued above all else. (Note)
As soon as the train left Ji'an Station, it sped towards North Korea.
When driving across the Yalu River Bridge on the border between China and North Korea, many soldiers were excited. Young soldiers like Wu Wanli and Zhang Xiaoshan even leaned toward the car window and looked out.
Rosen leaned on the carriage as always, thinking about what was on his mind.
Not long after the car entered North Korea, it screeched to a halt. It turned out that the track ahead was being repaired, and everyone rested on the spot for thirty minutes.
People from the Seventh Company either got out of the car and took a stroll, or they gathered at the door of the carriage and looked around.
Rosen found Wu Qianli.
Because he did not forget that this was the place in the original plot where the train suffered heavy bombing from the enemy and suffered heavy losses.
"Company Commander, I have something to say." Rosen did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "The reason why the railway track ahead was damaged must be because it was bombed by the US military. Since they can do it once, why do they do it? You won’t do it a second time or a third time?”
“One of our tactics is to encircle the point for reinforcements. Do you think the Americans will surround the railway for reinforcements?”
Wu Qianli frowned immediately after hearing this.
He may not have thought of these things before, but he was just taking a chance.
Now that he was reminded by Rosen, he immediately felt that he had to guard against this matter. He looked at him and said, "What do you think we should do?"
"You are the company commander. It's okay now, let's go and give the boss a heads up."
Rosen smiled and said, "As for our company's ammunition, I'll take away some of it first, so that I won't have time to save it if something goes wrong later."
"Are you so sure that the American plane will really come?" Wu Qianli said.
"I'm not sure." Rosen shook his head and said immediately: "But it doesn't hurt to be prepared for a rainy day, right?"
"Okay, you can do it."Wu Qianli nodded and agreed.
"If American planes really come, can I shoot them down?" Rosen asked again.
"Can you really shoot it down?" Although Wu Qianli heard from Mei Sheng that Rosen had shot down a Japanese plane when he was at Sihang Warehouse, he didn't quite believe it and was still suspicious at this time.
"As long as you allow it, I can." Rosen replied decisively.
"If they dare to come, shoot them down." Wu Qianli said.
"Yes."
Wu Qianli then went to report to his superiors, while Rosen went to Mei Sheng and told him his worries and Wu Qianli's orders.
"Okay, not only must the ammunition be removed, but more importantly, the radio station." Mei Sheng said.
"Then I can't pretend to leave." Rosen shook his head hurriedly and said: "These radio stations are closely watched by the accompanying translators. If I go over and play with them, you will Do you think they will beat me to death?"
"What should I do?"
"Of course you should do their ideological work and let them move the radio station down first. " Rosen said, putting all the ammunition of the seventh company into the storage compartment, and then got out of the car and climbed on the roof.
"Hey, Rosen, why are you going?" Yu Congrong was chatting with Wu Wanli, Zhang Xiaoshan, Pinghe and others about the heroic deeds of Ziwei, the sharpshooter from the Seventh Company, when he saw Rosen coming up Car, I asked casually.
"Get ready to masturbate." Rosen replied.
"Real or false?" Yu Congrong immediately became energetic after hearing this.
Not only him, but also Wu Wanli and others looked at Rosen in surprise. Especially Pinghe, the famous sharpshooter in the company, was looking at Rosen intently.
"Whether it is true or not, you will know when the plane comes." Rosen said casually, holding up the 38 cap in his hand and looking into the air.
Note: I originally wrote a long paragraph, but it was eventually deleted, leaving only this point. I don’t want to worry about being scolded for talking nonsense if I write too much.
What I want to make clear is that even if the plot changes and has implications, I have absolutely no intention of discrediting anyone.
Anyone who has fought in a war to defend the country, regardless of gender or occupation, deserves respect and praise.