The heavens start from Changjin Lake

As soon as Deputy Commander Duan got up and walked outside, a voice came from outside.

"Master, Master, Xia Yuan, commander of the first battalion and first battalion of the [-]th Regiment, is here!"

Xia Yuan! !
This name is not unfamiliar to Deputy Commander Duan, Commander Zheng, and Chief of Staff Wang. Some time ago, the combat deeds of this guy were spread to the division headquarters, which caused a lot of sensation. The earth inspired the fighting morale of all officers and soldiers of the [-]th Division.

Unexpectedly, he would come here.

Deputy Commander Duan's footsteps also slowed down by half a beat. He turned his head and glanced. A tall young man was standing at the entrance of the division's gate. The flesh on his face was cracked and covered with dust.

"Deputy Master!"

The soldiers walking in front suddenly saluted Deputy Commander Duan and said hello.

Xia Yuan was a little surprised looking at the man in front of him who looked haggard and was not much older than himself.

Deputy teacher?
He immediately settled his posture, saluted and said hello: "Deputy teacher!"

"Go first, the teacher is waiting inside."

Deputy Commander Duan waved his hand, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Commander, I have to call the people from the reconnaissance platoon. They often conduct reconnaissance on the right wing. They should be very familiar with the situation of the 63rd Army."

Xia Yuan moved his ears, and his eyes fell on a man in front of the table with a cigarette between his fingers. The man looked a bit vicissitudes, in his 30s, with a beard and tea, and he was looking up at him. He nodded when he heard what Deputy Teacher Duan said. , Signaling Deputy Teacher Duan to get busy.

The right-wing 63rd Army, it seems that the 63rd Army retreated last night, and it will prepare to fight the Cheorwon blockade when it returns, which is quite tragic.

Now I went to find the 63rd Army, maybe it was to discuss the next defense issue.

According to the problems that the 63th Division is facing at this stage, it is obvious that it is the most correct choice to go to the right-wing [-]rd Army to discuss the issue of common defense. The enemy they are facing has three divisions, and the strength of the [-]th Division is completely insufficient. To deal with the three divisions of the US military.

Not to mention the three divisions, in fact, the [-]th Division can't even deal with the frontal US Seventh Division.

If there is sufficient logistical support, it would be fine. The battle was fierce, and at least it could stop the enemy from committing crimes from the north. However, the [-]th Division not only faced the encirclement of three divisions, but also faced the situation that the logistics supply line was completely cut off by the enemy.

Xia Yuan put himself in the position of the commander of the 63th Division. After receiving the task of defending on the spot and preventing the enemy from committing northern crimes from his superiors, he would definitely contact the [-]rd Army to discuss with the [-]rd Army even if he knew he could not complete it. The next countermeasures.

It's a pity that the 63rd Army left Qingpingchuan on the evening of the 22nd.

The division has not received the news yet?Xia Yuan's heart moved. Judging from the expressions of the division commander and deputy division commander, he probably didn't know the news that the 63rd Army had retreated. If he knew, he might not have chosen to stay to stop the enemy.

He did not inform the division headquarters of the news. They only needed to simply contact the 63rd Army, and found that the 63rd Army could not be contacted, and they could basically guess it.

Deputy Commander Duan walked up to Xia Yuan and said: "The battle hero of the first battalion, yes, I like you very much, it is very similar to me back then, but better than me. , fought with the little devils for two days and one night, and you dared to touch the foreign devils' position with five people, and you are also very powerful."

He patted Xia Yuan on the shoulder, and murmured inwardly: "Go."

"Yes!"

Xia Yuan admired these revolutionaries of the older generation very much. They have experienced too much since the War of Resistance Against Japan, from scratch.

Deputy Teacher Duan didn't say anything, walked past him, his figure got into the sunlight and gradually turned into a blurred black shadow.

"Here we come." Mr. Zheng was lighting a cigarette, pointing to a chair with a smile on his face, as if meeting an old acquaintance, "Sit."

"Master, I violated discipline!"

Xia Yuan didn't sit down, but stood there firmly, like a tree stump.

"It's a violation of discipline. I understand. You took Yilian to withdraw." Mr. Zheng sat on the stool, and then pointed to the stool in front of him: "Sit down."

Xia Yuan just sat down and said, "Master, do you know everything?"

"Since you appeared in the newspaper and became a battle hero, Lao Duan, Lao Wang and I have been paying attention to your news all the time. The superior did not give Lian an order to retreat, but you appeared here. You disobeyed the military order without authorization. Ah, tell me, why did you come to the division headquarters?"

Mr. Zheng summoned the confidential secretary, poured Xia Yuan a cup of tea, and struck a match on his own, the faint light of the fire reflected the vicissitudes of life on his cheeks.

"Teacher, the whole company has been fired, and there is only one squad of fighters left, and two of the comrades are comrades from the machine gun company."

Xia Yuan's voice was a little heavy, and he said: "The position can't be defended anymore. If the comrades from the [-]th Regiment did not come to support, the entire army of the company would be wiped out on the position. When there were more than a dozen people left, the enemy organized another wave. Charge, a battalion, five tanks, and with the assistance of long-range artillery to attack the position, we did not retreat, we resisted, and suffered heavy casualties."

Master Zheng paused for a while, lit a cigarette slowly, put his fingers on his knees, and said: "The companies responsible for the frontline battles have suffered heavy casualties. The casualties of the battalions and companies of the 80.00th Regiment and the [-]th Regiment all reached [-]%.”

He sighed: "I know all about your difficulties, and so does the commander."

"The logistics supply line is blocked by the enemy." Xia Yuan said.

"So what's the matter with you this time? If there is nothing wrong, I will punish you. Although you are a battle hero, but withdrawing from the battle without authorization is already an act of desertion and should be shot."

Master Zheng's voice was a little flat, but it carried an irresistible majesty.

There was a trace of cold sweat on Xia Yuan's forehead, and he actually felt a stern feeling from Mr. Zheng, which was like facing a stern head teacher in junior high school.

"Master, I seized eleven carts of supplies, four carts of ammunition, one cart was blown up, three carts of food, rice, noodles, seafood, canned luncheon meat, etc., and four carts of medicines. I met Wu San on the way. Comrades from the Ninth Regiment’s Machine Gun Company, many of them were too hungry to walk, and had to pull luggage. I made my own decision and gave them two carts of food, including three carts of ammunition, and only brought back four carts of medicines. And a carload of cans."

Xia Yuan took a deep breath and said calmly: "There are too many wounded in the [-]th Division and they need medicines. This batch of supplies can meet the urgent needs of the [-]th Division. I am worried that it will delay time. You also know that we If you want to send information to the battalion, and then wait for the battalion to send the information up section by section, and then to the division commander, it is estimated that it will be dark in the afternoon."

Mr. Zheng smoked a cigarette and nodded his head: "So you led them to capture ten trucks, no, eleven trucks of supplies, and then cut them first and played later?"

"Yeah." Xia Yuan nodded, and continued: "There is a reinforcement company from the [-]th Regiment on the battlefield, and there are only a dozen or so people left in the company, and they can't play much role when there is a shortage of food and ammunition. If you can't stop the enemy's fierce attack, you might as well come here to deliver supplies."

"After all, the sooner the supplies are sent to the division headquarters, maybe the lives of some soldiers can be saved."

"Hehe, you are very smart. Eleven carts of supplies are beautifully made. If you don't have these eleven carts of supplies, I want to kill you."

Mr. Zheng's face was a little calm, but in fact, there was already a huge wave in his heart.

Some time ago, the first battalion sent four carts of supplies, and these four carts of supplies were also driven by Xia Yuan from the foreign devils' camp.

It's even more of a guy now, and it's unbelievable to think about eleven trucks of supplies.

He was a little curious as to how Xia Yuan captured it, but before he got curious, he had to take a look at the five carts of supplies that had arrived at the division headquarters.

Master Zheng was shocked, and Chief of Staff Wang was also shocked. He was looking at the map and listening to the conversation between the two. When Xia Yuan said that they had captured eleven trucks of supplies, his face showed a look of shock .

When he was shocked, like Master Zheng, he was curious about how Lian could do it under such casualties.

Chief of Staff Wang seemed to have a cat tickling in his heart, and he stood up impatiently, with a hint of joy: "Comrade Xia Yuan, where are the supplies! Ten carts of supplies, if Old Wu knows about this, I think he will be happy." It's blooming!"

Minister Wu looked at the logistics and military supplies. They were worried about the war, and Minister Wu was worried about supplies.

These materials are enough to meet the urgent need.

"A few days ago, the two truckloads of medicines sent by your first battalion saved the lives of many comrades, but as the war progressed, the number of wounded continued to increase, and the two truckloads of medicines were no longer enough. Minister Wu kept issuing the consumption of medicines, You are still in the hospital now, and the consumption of medicines is too serious, and your visit this time is simply sending charcoal in a timely manner."

After pinching the cigarette in his hand, Mr. Zheng said, "Where is the car parked now? Let's go and have a look first, and then talk about your violation of discipline."

"Yes!"

Xia Yuan responded, took them outside, walked through the forest, and saw several soldiers collecting branches and leaves from nearby trees, cutting them off and covering them on the truck for camouflage.

"Old horse!"

Xia Yuan took a look, and it was Big Ma, Chen Lie, Lao Yang and the instructor.

The big man who pouted his buttocks to pick up the weeds that fell on the ground suddenly raised his head, with a look of surprise on his face: "Instructor, Lao Chen, look, Lao Xia is here, and he is still accompanied by the teacher!"

When training in China, the teacher came to the training site more than once. Everyone knew the teacher. Seeing the teacher today, they were very excited, as if seeing a long-lost relative, they shouted enthusiastically.

"Hello, teacher!"

"You guys have suffered."

Master Zheng looked at the company with only thirteen soldiers left in front of him, and his heart was a little heavy.

You have suffered... At this moment, the grievances and pain accumulated in the heart broke out irrepressibly. The tears of many soldiers were like floods that broke the embankment. The tears of management rolled down their faces.

They cried into tears.

The instructor was crying silently, Wang Xiaoliang was sobbing, the big man looked away stubbornly, Chen Lie's lips were trembling, Lao Yang tried his best not to let the tears flow down, but was infected by Wang Xiaoliang, rolling down his cheeks uncontrollably superior.

"Report to the teacher, we are not suffering!"

"We can still fight the foreign devils!"

"Defending the family and defending the country, why cry, it's not bitter at all."

They spoke light words, but carried the pain of the sacrifices of their comrades-in-arms on their own.

The arrival of the teacher is like a sun, warming their hearts.

"Teacher, you came at the right time. After these days of fighting, too many people have died. Although the soldiers didn't say anything, they were very upset. Your appearance greatly encouraged them."

Xia Yuan felt a little emotional, the instructor always paid attention to the emotions of the soldiers, but it was not as good as the teacher showing up once.

In fact, when I saw the teacher, I also felt an unspeakable excitement in my heart, and that feeling was like a breeze blowing through my dark and oppressive heart.

If the teacher can show up more, it will be much better than the hard work of Bala's political work.

After all, as the leader of a division, the division commander is the soul of the entire division. His appearance can greatly boost the fighting morale of the soldiers, just like the ancient imperial conquests. However, it is naturally impossible for the division commander to go to the front line.

"You little guy..."

Why couldn't Mr. Zheng understand Xia Yuan's implication, shook his head with a smile, and looked around for something.

Chief of Staff Wang who followed behind also showed a faint smile on his face.

"Master, the supplies are here." Xia Yuan pointed.

In the dense forest in the distance, there are a large area of ​​covered branches and weeds, which vaguely reveal the body of the truck.

Instructor Shao seemed to understand the reason why the division commander appeared here, and immediately called on the soldiers to remove the branches covering the trucks. Five trucks appeared in front of them. The trucks were full of goods, all kinds of materials, especially medicines, The emblem of the Red Cross is particularly conspicuous.

Master Zheng and Chief of Staff Wang were a little excited when they saw the supplies on the car.

Chief of Staff Wang took three steps at a time, climbed onto the car and opened the upper box, revealing a full first-aid kit, medicines, needles, etc.

"Okay, okay, it's the foreign devil's medicine. After the supplies from the car in front were given to the hospital, the doctors in the hospital came to ask if there was any medicine left. The foreign devil's medicine is good. The medicine spreads quickly and there are many types. We suffer from logistical pressure, and there are few medicines, and only basic anti-inflammatory drugs and painkillers."

Chief of Staff Wang held a U.S. military first aid kit in his hand and said with emotion: "My opponent is really advanced."

"This is in line with Zhu Xi's words, no guns, no cannons, the enemy made them for us!"

Mr. Zheng came from the era of poverty and poverty. At that time, there was not even a decent gun. A company had more than a dozen guns and a few rounds of bullets. Many of them were fire sticks, old sleeves, and medicines were scarce.

It is impossible to seize shells from the battlefield, let alone more rare and expensive medicines.

During the War of Resistance Against Japan, the little devils valued medicine more than food.