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Chapter 198 News of Promotion

After the wound on the arm was treated and returned to the rear hospital, Li Chong looked at the head of the regiment, Xu Zhaojian, who had just been carried off the operating bed after the operation of the knife, and was already in a deep sleep at the moment.

By the way, I looked at myself in the mirror, and my lips turned white, which was a symptom of excessive blood loss.When his arm was hit by shrapnel on the battlefield, he simply tied it with leggings, and continued to kill the devils. The blood from the wound was estimated to be less than half a catty.

The food in the hospital in the rear is not good, but ordinary wounded people can have an egg a day, and those who enjoy privileges like Li Chong can eat an extra box of canned food.

But that's all. If you want to recover from the weakness of your body as soon as possible, you can only close your eyes and sleep more, and in this way, the body can self-heal and adjust.

During the two days of recuperation, the entire Nanchang Battle was full of changes on every battlefield.

The news from the hospital in the rear was behind, and Li Chong didn't know what was going on outside.

On the third day, Jing Jiamo, the commander of the Second Battalion, drove to the rear hospital with a few cans, two roast chickens and a bottle of wine. He was the only one injured in the battle at Coffin Mountain. lightest.After Xu Zhaojian, the head of the regiment who was one level above him, and Li Chong, who was at the same level as him, went to the rear hospital to recover from their injuries, he was the only one left in the regiment who held the largest position, so he was currently taking over some of the work in the regiment.

The whole regiment of [-] was beaten into two platoons, and the entire recovery work in the regiment required him to contact Shangfeng, so he was too busy to come to the hospital for the past two days.

When Jing Jiamo drove to the hospital, Li Chong was walking blindly in the mountains and forests of the hospital's camp, and he heard Jing Jiamo calling himself in a loud voice after not walking far.

Seeing Li Chong, Jing Jiamo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Old Li, you're recovering well, and the suspenders have been removed! I specially bought two roast chickens for you and the head of the team to supplement nutrition. I saw that the head of the group was still lying down inside with a fever."

"The head of the group doesn't have that to take orally now, I'll do it for him. Hey! This smells good, I haven't eaten pure meat for a long time!" Sitting in the open space outside the hospital, Li Chong directly tore open the oil without caring about the can. Wrapping paper, the aroma of roasted chicken hits the nostrils. I tore off a chicken leg and wished I could chew all the bones and swallow it.

"Wait a minute, each person will eat one can first." Jing Jiamo took out two cans from beside him.

Li Chong weighed the can in his hand and said, "Why eat that thing? It's canned meat. Ge Laozi has a lot of miscellaneous grains in it. These cans made by the rear are getting more and more fake."

"I said I'll treat you to Wuling wine after the war." As he spoke, Jing Jiamo tore off the newspaper outside the wine bottle, revealing a glass bottle, which was different from ordinary smooth wine bottles, this glass wine of Wuling wine The three words "Wuling Wine" protrude from the body of the bottle.

"There is wine and meat, okay." Li Chongdun was satisfied, this was the best meal these days.

"So after eating the can, there is a wine glass." Jing Jiamo tore off the lid of the can, took out the meat inside, chewed and swallowed it in two or three bites, then poured out the juice, and it became a wine glass.

Unlike the mixed wine that is usually drunk in the town, which is only spicy but not fragrant, this Wuling wine is fragrant and spicy, and it is considered a famous product among the local wines in the Ninth War Zone.

While drinking and eating meat, the two talked about the battle in front of them.

"Old Li, the loss of our [-]th Brigade this time is not small, and it is not much worse than the loss when we attacked Songhu. Two cadres at the regiment level sacrificed, including our regiment deputy Huang Jianning and the reserve The deputy of the regiment, Teng Junfu, was killed by the devil's shell when he took over the command of the Coffin Mountain position, and the cadres at the first level of the battalion, company and platoon were faulted."

Putting down the canned wine box, Li Chong sighed and said, "The damage caused by the war is mutual. The Sixth Division, which is full of crimes, did not and did not take advantage of it this time."

Lying on the bed for the past few days, Li Chong's mind would pop up the picture of the hand-to-hand fight on the coffin mountain from time to time. It was not a nightmare, but the impression was too deep.Entering the barracks and stepping into the battlefield for the first time is an extremely bloody baptism.

Jing Jiamo raised his canned wine glass and touched Li Chong, "Yes, speaking of it, every devil in the Sixth Division has our Chinese blood on their hands. This time, our Sichuan Army soldiers also avenged their compatriots." , It’s just that the price is too high, and too many Sichuan Army brothers have died.”

Although they both graduated from Whampoa, Jing Jiamo is different from Li Chong in that he is also from Sichuan, and he is a serious native of Tongchuan, Sichuan.After graduating from the advanced class of the Central Military Academy, Shang Feng had this in mind when he arranged for him to join the Sichuan army, so his affection for the Sichuan army under the brand of Sichuan was deeper than that of Li Chong.

Thinking that there were only two platoons left in the regiment, Li Chong asked, "Hey, what did Shangfeng say? When will we replenish our regiment with soldiers? You have to keep reminding us of this, otherwise all the good soldiers will be taken away by other teams. "

"I've been urging the military and political department of the military region for the past two days. The feedback from the above is that there are a lot of disabled troops, and the military and political department of the theater has a long list of main regiments waiting to be replenished. But our regiment The [-]st, [-]rd, and [-]rd Divisions belonged to the direct descendants of General Yang, the deputy commander of the war zone. The reinforcements for the Wuning campaign this time are indispensable. The source of soldiers and weapons will definitely be replenished first. Will General Yang forget his direct descendants? There is one thing."

Jing Jiamo made a fool of himself when he said this, and motioned to Li Chong to raise his wine glass, and after touching each other, he took a sip of the wine and smacked his lips and said, "We are likely to be promoted."

"Oh?" Li Chong looked up at Jing Jiamo in surprise.

"The old senior staff of the division also revealed their meaning in this regard."

Hearing this, Li Chong knew that the matter was likely to be settled. This old senior was the combat staff officer of the [-]st, [-]rd, and [-]rd divisions. He was in the sixth phase of Whampoa, and he was only one chance away from being promoted to the rank of major general.And the battle to reinforce Wuning brought this opportunity. The officers and soldiers of the whole division have made great contributions one after another, and the rewards and awards must be from top to bottom.

"In the future, it might be rare for the two of us to kill devils side by side." Jing Jiamo sighed, after all, he would definitely be transferred after being promoted.

"No matter where you are in the future, you will be beating devils." Li Chong raised the canned wine glass and bumped it.

"Yes! No matter where you do it, you are beating devils!"

Sitting among the stones, the two held the canned wine cups and drank it up. They saw the clouds floating above their heads and the sunlight shining through the trees.After bathing in blood, I can still eat meat and drink alive. This feeling makes people feel endlessly emotional.

Three days later, the head of the regiment, Xu Zhaojian, survived the infection and was able to walk with a cane. Li Chong told him the news from the front.

The news is depressing.

Because of the great battle surrounding Nanchang City, although all the soldiers of the Sichuan Army sacrificed their lives for righteousness, as far as the city is concerned, many cities including Nanchang have fallen into the enemy's hands.

(End of this chapter)