The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 488
The voice of squad leader Luo Wensong came from behind.

"Flask, how old are you this year?"

"I do not know."

"I'm 19 years old this year. I heard from my father that I can go home and marry a wife this year. My father still wants me to pass on his family."

Bang bang bang!
A series of bullets hit the tree in front of him, Feng Yuelong shrank his head, fought back, and shouted:
"I miss my wife, I don't know who I will marry in the future."

The sound stopped abruptly, the flask turned back, Feng Yuelong was lying on the ground with his head tilted, a series of eye-catching bloodstains flowed out from under his hat, his eyes were still open, and they did not lose their color, as if they were looking forward to the future.

"Yuelong!" Flask felt cramped, looked at the stick soldiers approaching, raised his gun and killed one by surprise, and then ran to Feng Yuelong's body. Feng Yuelong was his very good friend in the company. There is not much age difference between them. When he first joined the company, Feng Yuelong was already in the company and was the youngest one in the company. After he went, he became the youngest one in the company.

Feng Yuelong took care of the flask just like other veterans took care of him, and Feng Yuelong got the nickname of the flask.

He said that Flask can play tanks, and he hopes that he can really play tanks like Flask in the future.

For Feng Yuelong, tanks are a lingering nightmare in his heart. Every time they face reactionary tanks, they have to sacrifice many, many soldiers.He thought in his heart that it would be great if there was someone who could deal with the tanks. He couldn't do it himself, so he hoped that the flask would be able to deal with it, but it was too reluctant, and the flask was not big at that time.

It was not their turn to deal with the tanks. Even if they wanted to go up, the squad leader would stop them and not let them go up.

Whether it is Feng Yuelong or Flask, they all admire the squad leader, because the squad leader has saved their lives more than once.

Feng Yuelong was shot and killed by the enemy, which angered the anger in Flask's heart. He turned his head and looked angrily at the surrounding stick soldiers. He knew in his heart that he wanted to buy time for the squad leader and Gangzi to escape.

"Yuelong, you will marry a woman."

The voice of the flask was a little firm, "It will definitely."

Hearing the gunshots from behind, Luo Wensong felt uncomfortable. He knew in his heart that it would be a dead end if he stayed behind. Just as he thought, the gunshots were farther away from them, and the enemy was held back by the flask and the Yuelong , but it didn't drag on for too long, the gunfire stopped, and with an explosion, the forest fell into a brief calm.

Gangzi, who was running, stopped and looked back at the direction of the explosion, his eyes widened.

"Flasks them."

A soldier grabbed the gun vigorously, his eyes turned red.

"go!"

Hearing the approaching gunshots, Luo Wensong grabbed Gangzi's clothes vigorously, his voice choking from his throat.

He was a little unable to face the sacrifices of Flask and the others. He came out from the country together. There were more than ten people in a class, and there are only so many people left now.

"Squad leader! You definitely won't be able to get out if you run like this. The enemy is chasing you too closely. Let's stay behind. Gangzi, you must go out alive with the squad leader, and you must live."

The remaining two soldiers looked at the rolling mountains, and they knew in their hearts that the four of them would definitely not be able to escape together, and running separately might be able to share the pressure on Gangzi and the others.

"Come back!" Luo Wensong turned his head, and the two of them had already entered the bushes towards the enemy.

"Squad leader, let's go, we have sacrificed so many people, we must live."

"Alive, alive, everyone sacrificed for me, how can I still live!"

Luo Wensong's heart was extremely painful. Even if he really survived, he would live in suffering and pain for the rest of his life, because the sacrifices of Flask and the others were all for themselves.

Gangzi was silent, he silently carried Captain Luo on his back, and moved forward with difficulty, surrounded by constant gunshots, and several stick soldiers chased towards them, bullets flying above their heads, urging Gangzi The son kept running forward, with Captain Rob on his back, his physical strength was overdrawn, and he relied entirely on his will. Every breath he took became extra heavy and spicy, as if there were blades slicing his body. Like the lungs, the steps became heavier and heavier.

The voice behind him kept approaching.

"Let me down! Gangzi! Let me down! If you don't let me down, none of us will be able to leave!"

Luo Wensong listened to the approaching voices from behind, and his heart became more and more anxious. If Gangzi was alone, he could retreat easily, but he couldn't run away with his back.

After a little struggle, Gangzi, who was already physically exhausted, fell headlong to the ground, and Luo Wensong also rolled to the side. His broken thigh hit him hard, and the wound burst open, and blood soon overflowed the bandage, tearing his heart. The lung-cracking pain kept twitching Luo Wensong's heart and nerves, making his face hideous. He clenched his teeth hard without making a sound, and then touched his own gun.

"Squad leader." Gangzi panted heavily, he was too tired, really tired.

"Don't say anything!"

Luo Wensong seemed to have made some kind of decision, grabbed the gun and crawled forward for more than ten meters, before he had time to catch his breath.

There was a bang of gunfire behind him.

It's Gangzi!
Luo Wensong turned his head and heard Gangzi's voice: "Damn it, I'm here, come and catch me."

Immediately afterwards, there were scattered gunshots, and the sound of shaking bushes through the forest.

Seven or eight stick soldiers surrounded Gangzi's position.

"Gangzi!"

The corners of Luo Wensong's eyes were tearing, the bushes were too high, blocking his sight, and his calf was blown off, making him unable to stand up completely. He could only listen to the noisy gunshots, which continued to ring out between the mountains and fields.

The gunshots faded away, and everything returned to calm.

"Gangzi, Gangzi." Luo Wensong's heart tightened, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching, immediately took out a grenade from his arms, and took a deep breath.

The bushes in front of him were suddenly pulled away, and several figures appeared in front of him. Luo Wensong shouted, rang out the grenade in his hand, and rushed over: "Damn it, I will fight with you!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Xia Yuan kicked away the grenade in Luo Wensong's hand, captured it, and said, "Comrade! One of our own!"

When Luo Wensong heard this, he suddenly raised his head. There were two volunteer soldiers in front of him. He suddenly remembered something: "Comrade, where are my soldiers, where are my soldiers."

Xia Yuan didn't speak, and Si Jize, a soldier of the machine gun company, showed a gloomy face.

"Comrade, take me to see them." Luo Wensong also realized something, and said pleadingly.

In front of Gangzi's body, Luo Wensong lay on Xia Yuan's back, with heartache showing on his face.

"When we arrived, he was fighting the enemy. He didn't take a step back. He was shot several times and couldn't be saved."

On the mountain, they heard fierce gunshots, accompanied by the sound of explosions, Xia Yuan led them and ran over non-stop, but it was still a step too late.

The distance was too far, and they were closely pursued by the stick soldiers. When they arrived, it was already too late.

"The other two fighters, I have sent people to look for them. Don't worry, they should be fine. We will send you to a safe place first."

"Comrade, thank you, which unit are you from?"

"The [-]th Regiment has one battalion and one company."

"My name is Luo Wensong, the squad leader of the second squadron of the second battalion, the seventh company, the third platoon, and the third platoon of the [-]th Regiment."

"A company commander, Xia Yuan."

"Xia Yuan, are you Xia Yuan?"

"you know me?"

"It's in the newspaper, why don't I know you, big hero, thank you, Company Commander Xia, if it wasn't for you, I might have died with the enemy too."

There was another gunshot in the distance, which was very intense. It is estimated that Lao Yang had exchanged fire with the enemy, accompanied by the sound of intense grenade explosions.

Xia Yuan was not worried. Lao Yang and the others carried a lot of grenades on them, and they could kill all the enemies with the grenades alone.

"You're welcome, we're all from our own family, we don't talk about the two families." Xia Yuan shouted, "Si Jize, bury comrade's body first. Captain Luo, you wait here, I'll go and have a look."

"Commander Xia, you have to be careful."

"Do not worry."

Captain Luo leaned against the tree, looked at Xia Yuan's back that was fading away, and his eyes fell on Gangzi's body again, his eyes suddenly turned red, and turbid tears rolled down his cheeks. There was a tear streak on his cheek,

"Captain Luo, cheer up, our company commander is under more pressure than you."

Si Jize dug a hole with an engineering shovel while chatting with Captain Luo.

His voice was a bit heavy, "Captain Luo, our company came out of North Korea and fought no less than five tough battles. Every time, the company commander led us to the forefront, and many people died in the company. Up to now, the company There are only a few soldiers left. I am not a soldier of the first company. I am a soldier of the machine gun company. The casualties of the first company are too large. There are not many people left. The company commander led us and still did not give up. The transport troops seized a lot of supplies."

When talking about the company commander leading them through the enemy's rear and seizing the enemy's supplies, Si Jize's tone became a lot lighter, and he was even a little proud: "So far, the company commander has taken us to seize more than a dozen vehicles." The supplies from the truck were sent to the brother troops on the road, and a lot of medicine was seized, we sent it to the division headquarters, and gave it to the field hospital where the medicine was continued, so that many wounded soldiers could be replaced with medicine."

"Not long ago, the company commander took us across the river, touched the enemy's position, drove away two trucks, and loaded a lot of supplies on the trucks."

As he spoke, his face showed pride, sweat did not affect his pride at all, and he told Luo Wensong excitedly.

Luo Wensong listened as if he was listening to heavenly scriptures. From the previous distress to the shock, he thought, if he was the commander of the first company, and only a few soldiers were left to die in the whole company, what would he do? I would probably fight the enemy to the death until he died. .

Not to mention a company, even a squad of ten or so people are all his brothers. Just now, he was ready to sacrifice.

"I"

Captain Luo opened his mouth, feeling a sharp pain in his heart, and full of admiration for Xia Yuan.

"Captain Luo, our company commander once told us that those who are alive should live a better life, work hard to kill foreign devils, carry the banner of those sacrificed soldiers, and continue to defend their home and country."

Si Jize straightened up and wiped the sweat off his face.

Chief Luo smiled bitterly: "My leg has been blown off, and I have become a useless person."

"You can press the bullets. During the blocking battle, there were many wounded comrades. After they were carried to the rear, they pressed the bullets for the soldiers on the front line."

Si Jize is a soldier of the machine gun company. During the blocking battle, they were in the rear and stayed with the wounded. When many seriously wounded were resting in the rear, they pressed bullets for the soldiers fighting on the front line," the instructor said , Every soldier is an important part of a team, just like a truck, if one wheel is missing, the truck cannot run.”

"Squad leader, squad leader."

While speaking, two soldiers ran over from a distance, and appeared in front of Chief Robin with a disheveled face. Chief Robin's eyes shone with hope: "You guys, it's good that you're fine."

"Squad leader, the flask is not sacrificed!"

A soldier who looked a little older had a look of excitement on his face.

"The flask didn't sacrifice?"

Captain Rob was stunned for a moment.

"Squad leader."

The flask supported by Lao Yang and Fu Weiquan appeared in front of Captain Luo. The flask was covered with wounds, blood stained the cotton clothes on his body, the outside was wrapped with bandages, and his face was covered with large and small wounds.

"It's fine if you don't die, it's fine if you don't die." Captain Luo almost shed tears.

"Squad leader, I'm sorry, Yuelong sacrificed himself." Flask blamed himself very much.

"Gangzi also sacrificed. We have to carry the banner on them and lead them to continue to defend our home and country. You don't have to blame yourself."

Captain Luo turned his eyes and looked at Xia Yuan: "Commander Xia, thank you, if you didn't show up in time, we might all die here."

"One family doesn't talk about two families, Lao Yang, first bury the bodies of Comrade Gangzi and Comrade Yuelong. Comrade Shaobing's injuries need to be treated. We just seized a lot of medicines, and by the way, we can take the body of Captain Luo. The injury is easy to deal with."

After a brief acquaintance, there were only squad leader Luo and three comrades left in the second shift, one was nicknamed Flask, one was called Tieniu, and the other was called Cook.

The original name of the flask was Xu Shaoping, Tieniu's surname was Li, and his name was Li Tieniu. He was not short in stature, compared with some big horses. The cook was a little older, and his surname was Zhang. Squad, and later wanted to go to the battlefield, so he came to Squad Two.

Bury the remains of Comrade Gangzi and Comrade Yuelong. No stele was erected. If the enemy found out, the enemy would destroy the grave. Many soldiers who died did not have a stele or even a coffin. We only made one for them. Grass beds, twigs, leaves that's where they end up.

"When the motherland is strong, I will take you back, please rest assured."

Xia Yuan took out two cigarettes from his arms, lit a match, and placed them in front of their graves.

Xia Yuan stood up slowly with a solemn expression.

"Hats off!"

"salute!"

(End of this chapter)