Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 18 Kong Jie: We can't let Lao Li steal Wu Wanli!

27th Army of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, Command Headquarters

"That was awesome! So awesome!"

"Aren't the American devils supposed to be all high and mighty?"

"You want to blow up the 80th Division's train carriages? Dream on!"

Kong Jie read the telegram from the 80th Division and laughed heartily.

"Commander, I've heard that this kid named 'Wu Wanli' is determined to join the army and serve his country. He even dared to stop the commander's car in order to enlist!"

Li Dayong slapped his thigh and said.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"Believe it or not, if Old Li were here, he would definitely be fighting over soldiers like Wu Wanli!"

Upon hearing this, Kong Jie immediately burst into laughter.

"Commander Li Yunlong? That's certainly true!"

"Do you remember Xie Baoqing? When I was the cavalry company commander of the New Second Regiment, I stopped them. We were just about to reorganize them when Commander Li Yunlong insisted that they were bandits and wiped them out."

"Even if the rules are lacking, he would definitely like a tiger soldier who can fight, is not afraid of death, and is willing to risk being shot to save the troops!"

Li Dayong laughed and responded.

"What a pity, they were my soldiers, the ones I personally trained!"

"Comrade Wu Wanli is hereby commended and awarded a second-class merit!"

"Also, tell this kid that I have high hopes for him. He should work hard to achieve more merits, and after the Korean War, I'll guarantee him admission to military academy!"

Kong Jie waved his hand and said.

"Commander, isn't this a bit..."

Li Dayong scratched his head and asked.

"Dayong, do you know how difficult it will be for us to replenish our troops and supplies if the 80th Division is bombed?"

"With the train carriages bombed, the Yalu River Bridge probably won't last much longer either."

"Moreover, he has courage and vigor, as well as education and a high level of patriotism. Sending him to a military academy for two years to hone his skills would be no problem."

As Kong Jie spoke, he looked at the two manuscripts in his hands and smiled slightly.

"Marching Across the Yalu River with High Spirits and Great Morale"

The Spirit of the Chinese Army: In a Close Encounter, the Brave Prevail

Li Dayong stared at the two manuscripts, his eyes widening in slight shock, and said, "If the commander says it's good, then it's good. Anyway, I can't read..."

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Seventh Intersection
Mei Sheng stared blankly at the telegram in his hand for a few seconds, and after repeatedly confirming it, he gasped and slowly put it down.

"What's wrong, instructor?"

"The American devils have made peace? To be this shocked, hahaha..."

Wu Wanli walked over to Mei Sheng and teased him with a smile.

"You little rascal, you're about to achieve great things!"

Mei Sheng glanced at Wu Wanli and sighed.

"What 'crossing the Dragon Gate'? That's an overstatement."

"I guess it's just an award from the regiment or division. Quite a few people in our Seventh Company have received one."

Wu Qianli smiled slightly and said.

"Company commander, this isn't the regiment or division!"

"It was the renowned Commander Kong Jie! He personally sent a telegram to commend Comrade Wu Wanli!"

"Furthermore, they expressed their intention to cultivate him vigorously, encourage him to make good contributions, and send him to a military academy for training in the future!"

"Having fought tough battles and then gone to military academy, your future is limitless!"

Mei Sheng understood the ins and outs quite well, and couldn't help but exclaim excitedly.

"Good, Wanli! Artillery Regiment, don't forget!"

Lei Gong laughed, his beard trembling slightly, and patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder.

"Military academy?"

Wu Wanli murmured, without the excitement that everyone had imagined. Instead, he smiled slightly and thought of a scene.

Li Yunlong, Ding Wei, Kong Jie, and Wu Wanli, having just finished being punished by cleaning, deliberately wore their old military uniforms and shouted, "Study? Study my ass!"

"puff……"

Thinking of this, Wu Wanli couldn't help but laugh. "Wu Wanli, the war isn't even over yet, and you're already dreaming of getting rich?"

Yu Congrong put his arm around Wu Wanli's shoulder and tightened his grip with a smile.

"Ouch, ouch, that hurts!"

"If you don't get down, I'll throw you again."

Wu Wanli snapped out of his daze and protested loudly.

"If it doesn't match, it doesn't match."

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong came down dejectedly.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Seeing the two of them like this, the soldiers of the Seventh Company couldn't help but burst into laughter again.

"Alright, alright, stop playing around."

"Hurry up and eat something, we still have a mission to complete."

Wu Qianli glanced at Zhang Xiaoshan and the other cipher clerks and gave them a reminder.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately regained their seriousness and answered loudly.

"Wanli, let's have some fried noodles."

Pinghe took the powder bag first and presented it to Wu Wanli, saying...

"Fried noodles?"

"So this is what fried noodles are..."

Wu Wanli, who had memories of his past life, initially thought it was fried noodles, but when he saw the bag of powder that Pinghe was carrying, he realized what it meant.

"Ugh... cough cough cough cough cough!"

Wu Wanli grabbed a handful and ate it, then immediately started coughing loudly.

"You silly boy... eating so fast, you must be starving."

Lei Gong couldn't help but laugh when he saw Wu Wanli's disheveled appearance.

"Silly boy, next time grab a handful of snow and stuff it in your mouth, you can get it down."

"Otherwise, the dry paste will be stuck in your throat and you won't be able to swallow it, which is so uncomfortable!"

Wu Qianli patted his younger brother's head and reminded him.

"it is good!"

"Let's skip the flour for now, some potatoes will do the trick."

Wu Wanli, who had finally swallowed his words, let out a long sigh of relief and agreed.

"Eat this, it's been sitting warm for ages, it's so soft."

Wu Qianli pushed away Wu Wanli's hand that was reaching for the frozen potato, and took out a potato from his pocket and said.

"Thank you, brother..."

Wu Wanli accepted it with a touch of emotion and began to eat it heartily.

For the next half hour, the soldiers of the Seventh Company also took the time to eat and rest.

"Company Commander, that's about enough. We're in a hurry to escort the cipher clerk and the radio to the headquarters. Let's go!"

Mei Sheng glanced at the IWC watch in his hand and whispered a reminder to Wu Qianli.

"it is good!"

"Seventh Company, depart immediately!"

Wu Qianli nodded slightly and immediately spoke.

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the Seventh Company responded loudly and got up to continue marching.

However, the Seventh Company hadn't gone far when they arrived at a rocky beach, and a desolate scene unfolded before their eyes.

The irregular rocks, like ancient inscriptions weathered by time, silently tell the story of history. Sunlight filters through the gaps in the clouds, dappling the rocky beach and adding a touch of brightness to this gray world.

"Oh no! A gravel beach!"

"American planes were having a shooting contest, and a large number of soldiers from the 7th Company were being shot to pieces here in frustration!"

Upon seeing Wu Wanli on the gravel beach, a pang of pain shot through my heart, and I immediately recalled that scene from the story.

(End of this chapter)