The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 25 Competition of Marksmanship (for further reading)

Everyone was placed in a small courtyard in the command post, and the logistics soldiers delivered baskets of steamed buns inside.

Steaming steamed buns wafted wantonly in this small room, and the aroma made everyone salivate.

As soon as the logistics staff put down, the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company grabbed the hot steamed buns and ate them in big mouthfuls.

Even so, there was not much joy on the faces of the people, and they were all worried and silent.

Wu Wanli even put a few steamed buns into his arms, and sat at the gate of the courtyard to eat them.

From time to time, he stretched his neck and looked at the door, hoping that Wu Qianli's figure would appear in the next second.

"Didn't his grandma just have a fight? I admit it. At worst, I will shoulder all the crimes. We must not let this incident implicate our company commander."

Yu Congrong gnawed on the big white flour steamed bun that he had been longing for before, but the more he ate it, the less he liked it. In the end, he took two bites and stood up abruptly, wanting to rush out.

"Old Yu, don't be impulsive, come back quickly, and don't make trouble for our company commander anymore at this time."

Lei Gong was also eating steamed buns, when he saw Yu Congrong get up suddenly, he immediately pulled him back, never letting Yu Congrong rush out in such a reckless manner.

"Don't worry, our company commander probably will be beaten and beaten at most, and it is impossible to have any major incidents."

After Lei Gong pulled Yu Congrong away, he stuffed a steamed bun into his big mouth, and couldn't help him to speak, so he gnawed on the steamed bun himself, feeling very calm in his heart.

The wounded such as Pinghe Meisheng, under the meticulous operation of the medical soldiers, took out the shrapnel in their bodies, and then bandaged them with gauze to stop the bleeding.

After everything was done, they also lay a little weak in the room gnawing steamed buns, worried about Wu Qianli.

"Brother! Brother, you are back!"

Wu Wanli, who was hanging his head at the door and nibbling on steamed buns, suddenly became energetic. When he saw the familiar figure, he didn't even bother to eat the steamed buns, and rushed out.

Hearing what Wu Wanli said, the people from the Seventh Interlude Company also put down the steamed buns in their hands and rushed out.

"Company commander, are you okay? If the boss wants to punish you, you can confess me, and I will bear it all."

"It's his grandma's. At worst, he will be stripped of his military skin, and I, Lao Yu, will go home and farm."

Seeing that Wu Qianli had returned, Yu Congrong first grinned, then said loudly
"Old Yu, it's not as serious as you think. The chief just let me go after a lecture, and told me to have a good chat with him after eating and drinking."

Wu Qianli saw that the people from the Seventh Interlude Company were eagerly waiting for him to come back, he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, and immediately drove these brothers into the house.

"Why are you looking at me? Eat steamed buns, it won't taste good when it gets cold later."

As Wu Qianli said, he picked up two big steamed buns and gnawed them down fiercely. After calming everyone's hearts, everyone opened their bellies and ate big mouthfuls.

In order to prevent the people of the seventh company from eating too quickly and choking, the people in the logistics department enthusiastically brought millet porridge to the soldiers of the seventh company in bowls.

The soldiers of the [-]th Interlude Company also haven't had a good meal for a long time, especially the steaming white flour steamed buns.

So everyone unceremoniously destroyed this rare hot food, and the soldiers in the logistics department brought steamed buns and millet porridge five or six times.

At the end of the meal, everyone rubbed their bellies and belched contentedly. At the same time, they looked at the logistics soldier who was wiping the sweat from his head with some embarrassment.

Then one by one didn't even have time to wait for the contents of their stomachs to be digested, so they collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

They were so tired after fighting all the way, not only their cold and sore bodies, but also their tense nerves at that moment.

After all, it took so many days of trekking in the cold and windy ice and snow, and even the short rest was accompanied by the danger of the US military's reconnaissance planes, bombers and combat troops.

After finally getting a good night's sleep, everyone seemed a little reluctant to wake up, and this sleep turned out to be the dusk of the next day.

"Ah-brother, it's a rare and comfortable day for us."

"You said that if there were no wars, the people all over the country would have endless steamed buns and millet porridge. What a beautiful day!"

Wu Wanli had just woken up, first stretched his waist, then rubbed his sleepy eyes, feeling the food in his stomach that had not been fully digested, and said with some satisfaction.

"Yes, silly boy, there will be all of them in the future."

"It's not just the endless steamed buns of white noodles, but also the bowls full of fine grains, and big chunks of braised pork, all of which will be there."

Wu Qianli rubbed Wu Wanli's head with a little regret, sighed and said with emotion.

"Ah? Brother, you can't finish eating big white noodles and braised pork, how is this possible? Is what you said true?"

Wu Wanli originally sighed casually like this, but seeing Wu Qianli answering so seriously, he couldn't help but be moved by his emotions.

"Hahahahahaha...Actually, there is no need to eat braised pork."

"As long as we can have a few acres of land, marry a woman with a big butt, have a warm kang head, and have two big fat boys, then our childhood... tsk, it will be beautiful."

Listening to the conversation between the two brothers, Yu Congrong couldn't hold back and interrupted.

When he thought of the big-ass woman and the fat boy, he couldn't help but blush a little, and fell into a happy reverie.

"This American devil is really hateful. Originally, we beat off the little Japanese devil and the Jiang family dynasty, thinking that we could finally live a peaceful life for a while."

"Who knew they had to get involved, let so many army soldiers kill each other in this icy and snowy world, and so many ordinary people were displaced, why? Eh..."

Lei Gong woke up a long time ago. While talking, he enjoyed the cigarette he rolled, and slowly exhaled a puff of white mist.

"Hey! Old Lei, you are not righteous. If you have this cigarette, you won't give it to the brothers!"

Yu Congrong smelled the smoke, and suddenly reacted, and immediately wanted to compete with Lei Gong for cigarettes.

However, Lei Gong was generous and distributed all the cigarettes he rolled among the soldiers.

Wu Qianli also received a cigarette. Looking at the crude packaging and the slightly damp tobacco, he didn't feel disgusted at all. He took a puff, but he almost coughed from choking in the next second.

But after he got over the coughing force, a hot feeling came straight up from his chest.

Feeling this huge momentum, Wu Qianli frowned uncomfortably at first, but after getting used to it gradually, he became more energetic and seemed to enjoy it very much.

On the other side, Wu Wanli coughed continuously due to the cigarette, and even squeezed out a drop of tear.

But in the face of everyone's laughter, he still refused to admit defeat, and finally got used to it slowly, feeling the strength and comfort of it.

While everyone was immersed in this rare comfort, the two people outside the door were chatting while approaching the small courtyard where they were.

"Zhang Battalion Commander, we can be regarded as friends, you can't lie to me, then the Seventh Interlude Company really has such capable people?"

A thin, rather young soldier asked with some doubts.

"Oh... yes, I didn't believe it at first, but the boss said it himself, so how can there be a lie?"

As Zhang Li spoke, he had already led the soldier into the small courtyard where the [-]th Interlude Company was located.

Everyone looked at the sudden Zhang Li, and they were a little wary of this uninvited guest, and many people even had a trace of disgust on their faces.

"What? I didn't have a good time the day before yesterday, and I still have to come to my house to fight with me? I will stay with you to the end!"

When Yu Congrong saw Zhang Li rushing directly into their yard, he thought it was another provocation, so he stood up instantly and approached Zhang Li, intending to fight Zhang Li.

"Hmph, I'm here to find your company commander."

Zhang Li glanced at Yu Congrong, but he didn't say anything, but walked straight towards Wu Qianli.

"Comrade, I was impulsive before, sorry! This is the wine I brought myself, and I will send you a bottle to taste, as an apology."

Under the amazed eyes of everyone in the Seventh Interlude Company, Zhang Li came so aggressively, actually apologizing to Wu Qianli.

"Where is it? I also saved the face of Battalion Commander Zhang, didn't I?"

He stretched out his hand without hitting the smiling person, not to mention the extremely precious wine in this world of ice and snow, Wu Qianli quickly responded politely.

"However, Company Commander Wu, I still have a small request."

"It's not a big deal, but this brother heard about your reputation and insisted on dragging you to the shooting range to practice, so why don't you show him your hands, how about satisfying him?"

Zhang Ligang finished apologizing with some embarrassment, then changed the subject and talked about the fact that the soldier next to him was going to compete with Wu Qianli in marksmanship.

"It seems that this apology is one thing, but it's another thing to save face and suppress my limelight, hahaha..."

"However, the sharpshooter who can be saved by his high hopes must have two brushes, but after all, I have a system bonus, so I don't have to worry too much."

Listening to Zhang Li's words, Wu Qianli smiled slightly, his heart was clear, but he didn't expose Zhang Li, but looked at the sharpshooter Zhang Li brought with a little curiosity.

It is completely different from Wu Qianli's sharp edge, if this soldier is thrown on the battlefield, it may be difficult for the enemy to find him.

It was as if he had completely concealed his aura, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to hunt, it would patiently lurk before hunting.

The soldier was a little uncomfortable being looked at by Wu Qianli, so he simply reached out his hand and greeted Wu Qianli.

"My next one, Zhang Taofang, has admired the name of Company Commander Wu for a long time, and wants to learn marksmanship with Commander Wu. Please give me your advice."

　Zhang Taofang, known as "Volunteer Army Sharpshooter", "Cold Gun Hero", "Shangganling Sniper God".Won the special merit of the Chinese People's Volunteers and was awarded the honorary title of "Secondary Sniper Hero".The Standing Committee of the Supreme People's Assembly of North Korea awarded Zhang Taofang the "First Class National Flag Medal".

　　During the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, Zhang Taofang killed 32 enemies with 436 bullets within 214 days, setting the highest record for the Chinese People's Volunteers to kill enemies coldly on the Korean battlefield.

　　But to explain, Zhang Taofang entered the court in 1952 in history. After much hesitation, after all, it is a parallel world of movies, not a historical military article, and the plot needs, so I decided to make Zhang Yingxiong appear in advance.

　　
　
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