Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

None of the soldiers and translators in the car survived, and all died heroically.

Of the twenty radio stations, eight were destroyed and twelve survived.

Of the nineteen translators, there were only nine left.

Survival after the catastrophe did not make everyone feel lucky, everyone's heart is very heavy.

Wu Qianli looked ahead without saying a word, his face expressionless and his eyes empty.

This was the worst blow the Seventh Company had suffered since he became the company commander.

Just a few days ago, when this company got off the train by the Yalu River, there were still 160 seven people.

Now there are only 33 left.

The death rate is close to 80.00%.

In just a few days, these are the only comrades who used to live together and fight side by side.

He felt his chest constricted, as if a heavy boulder was pressing on him, making him unable to breathe.

How far can Qilian go on the peninsula?Where is the road?

Chapter 33 Interview with the boss, inner burden

At three o'clock in the morning, the forward guard post of the Volunteer Army Headquarters in Dayudong discovered a group of people in ragged clothes and unsteady steps.

It looks like the people of the peninsula fleeing for refuge.

After confirmation, it was learned that they were the Seventh Company escorting the radio station and translators.

At four o'clock in the morning, under the escort of the guard regiment, the Seventh Company arrived at the headquarters and completed the task within the specified time.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, in the conference room of the headquarters, everyone saw the commander-in-chief of the Volunteer Army who hurried over.

"Report to the boss, the Seventh Company of the First Regiment of the Ninth Corps was ordered to come to report, there should be 150 people, but there are 33 people, please give instructions to the boss!"

All the soldiers stood up and saluted. Wu Qianli's voice trembled a little as he looked at the legendary general who had slashed his sword immediately.

The boss raised his right hand and returned a military salute.

Looking at the wounded soldiers in front of him, his nose felt a little sore: "I've heard about your affairs, it's not easy!"

"Not only did you complete the task brilliantly, but you also wiped out nearly two companies of the enemy. You are all heroes."

"The sacrificed comrades, their blood will not be shed in vain. When the red flag is flying, we will toast the martyrs with fine wine!"

The boss is very busy with work and doesn't have much free time, but he still expressed condolences and encouragement to each soldier.

After the boss left, everyone was still immersed in shock and excitement and couldn't extricate themselves.

"My God, am I dreaming? The boss actually shook my hand!"

Yu Congrong raised his right hand and looked over and over.

To be able to shake hands with a legendary figure was something he couldn't even dream of.

Although the others were not as exaggerated as Yu Congrong, they were also very excited.

The headquarters has already arranged a place to live, and specially sent doctors and nurses to check the injuries of the soldiers.

The bustle did not subside until dawn, and everyone fell asleep drowsily.

The Seventh Company has completed its mission and has not received any new orders.

However, the escorted radio station and translator had already started working overnight.

This sleep was not solid, and I was awakened twice by the air raid siren.

In a daze, Qiao Lin seemed to see those comrades who fell on the battlefield again.

"Qiao Lin, fighting a war is not a trivial matter. We must focus on the overall situation, and we must not act willfully in the future!"

"I know you have the ability, and I also believe that Qilian will continue to flourish with you!"

"Jolin..."

Mei Sheng stood not far away, looked at Qiao Lin with a smile on the corner of his mouth and said.

The instructor is back?he is still alive?

Qiao Lin wanted to run over excitedly, but found that he couldn't lift his feet up.

He raised his hand, wanting Mei Sheng to give him a hand.

But it was discovered that Mei Sheng's arms had been broken from the elbows.

Drenched with blood, revealing the stubble of white bones.

Looking down, Mei Sheng's legs were gone.

All that remains is a body and a smiling face.

Slowly, Mei Sheng's figure began to fade away, as if he was about to disappear out of thin air.

"Instructor, instructor!"

Qiao Lin murmured, wanting Mei Sheng to stay.

But that figure finally disappeared.

"Don't go, don't go!"

Qiao Lin yelled and opened his eyes only to realize that he was dreaming.

The other soldiers were awakened by Qiao Lin's dream, and all stretched their necks to look at him.

"what happened to you?"

Wu Qianli put on a cotton coat and walked over, asking with concern.

It wasn't until last night when the doctor checked the injury that he realized that Qiao Lin was the most seriously injured of all.

There are more than 30 wounds on the whole body, just by the shrapnel, and the bones are deep everywhere, and there are two gunshot wounds on the left shoulder and lower back.

But along the way, the kid just didn't say a word, and everyone thought he wasn't injured.

"I dreamed of the instructor."

Qiao Lin lowered his head and whispered.

All the way to Dayu Cave after untold hardships.

Everyone knows that the greatest credit goes to Qiao Lin.

But no one knew that there was still a deep self-blame in his heart.

He hated himself for not being able to detect the bombing of enemy planes sooner.

If you notice it earlier, even 1 minute earlier.

He also had time to notify Mei Sheng of their car and remind them to hide in time.

Maybe they won't sacrifice it.

Hearing Qiao Lin mention Mei Sheng, Wu Qianli's eyes turned red.

Since joining the army, the two have been in the same class and have experienced countless battles together in the hail of bullets.

Later, he became the company commander and instructor of the Seventh Company.

The two are life-threatening comrades-in-arms and trusted partners.

Now that Mei Sheng has died, Wu Qianli is the saddest person in the whole Seventh Company.

The heart-piercing pain even made him lose the belief in continuing to live for a while. He would rather die on the battlefield than Mei Sheng himself.

Can't eat, can't sleep, he also wants to find a place where there is no one to cry, but he can't.

If Qilian is still there, he cannot fall. If he falls, the backbone of Qilian will also be gone.

"Being able to dream of him means that he is still alive in your heart."

Wu Qianli patted Qiao Lin on the shoulder, sat on the head of his bed, and said earnestly.

"Lao Mei has praised you in front of me more than once, saying that you have brains, courage, courage, and responsibility."

"To be honest, we've known each other for more than ten years, and it's the first time I've seen him praise others like this, which means he appreciates you very much."

"So you must not disappoint him!"

"The boss's poem is right, wait until the red flag is flying, and then toast the hero with fine wine!"

"I hope that on the day of victory, the soldiers of our Seventh Company will go to Lao Mei's grave together and offer him a glass of fine wine. Do you understand what I mean?"

Qiao Lin nodded, understanding that Wu Qianli was worried that he would have a psychological burden.

Many soldiers fought bravely after going to the battlefield, and they were not afraid of death even in the face of mountains of swords and seas of fire.

But often some accidents happen, but they will bring irreparable psychological trauma to these people.

For example, watching his comrades fall in front of him but being powerless.

It is for this reason that some soldiers bear a serious psychological burden, depression, sinking, pain, and even fear of war.

Modern society calls this Post-War Syndrome.

Wu Qianli was worried that Qiao Lin would become like this, he couldn't bear to see a good seedling ruined like this.

"That's good."

Wu Qianli nodded in relief, and then said: "You see, we have talked so deeply, don't you plan to say something to me?"

"what?"

Jolin didn't understand what he meant.

"Whose child are you? You haven't told me yet, why don't you tell me the truth?"

Wu Qianli is still thinking about this matter until now.

This attachment is gone.

Qiao Lin was also speechless, and directly raised three fingers: "Commander, I swear to you, I am really not a high-ranking son, but an ordinary person. If I lie to you, I will die a terrible death. , Wear shoes and break your legs, burn your mouth after eating..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, I believe it, I believe it!"