Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 201 Great Proletarian Revolutionary Friendship!
Outside the headquarters, in an American Jeep
"After waiting for so long, the boss pulled me aside for a private talk, and I also chatted with some of the staff I knew before."

Liu Hanqing entered the car, a fleeting look of worry in his eyes, and smiled apologetically.

"It's alright, perhaps the boss values ​​you, that's a good thing!"

"But if he transfers my political commissar, I'll have to go and make a scene with the boss!"

"Xiao Wang, let's drive!"

Wu Wanli patted Liu Hanqing on the shoulder and joked.

"it is good!"

Xiao Wang nodded slightly, then calmly started the vehicle and drove off into the distance.

Liu Hanqing lit a cigarette, glanced at Wu Wanli, and a complex expression flashed across his eyes.

"Hanqing, you're holding something in your heart, aren't you?"

Wu Wanli leaned against the car window and asked slowly.

"I don't know how many people envy the people of the Steel Seventh Company, saying that they are a fast train that is rising straight up."

"Minor casualties, major achievements, and priority in supplying materials and even elite troops."

Sometimes I wonder, without you, could I have achieved such great feats?

"Perhaps... I would have already sacrificed myself."

Liu Hanqing said.

"The wheels of time keep rolling forward, and it is always the people who create history, not any particular hero."

"The credit does not belong to me personally, but to the millions of volunteer soldiers who fought and bled."

"As for sacrifices, who knows..."

"If possible, I hope to save all the volunteer soldiers."

"But my abilities are limited, and I can only do my best to contribute my share."

After a moment of contemplation, Wu Wanli spoke.

"Well said..."

"To be honest, I gave up my civilian post and went down to the company because I wanted to prove myself."

"I can also be on the front lines, I can be the spearhead, and I can carry explosives to blow up bunkers!"

"I want to strive for the glory that I create myself, rather than enjoying peace and tranquility under the protection of the new China."

"But some staff members told me to stay by your side, saying that this is a good way to go."

"Of course I'd love to be with you and the people from the Seventh Company, but I always find their words a bit jarring."

Liu Hanqing spoke from the heart.

"I understood a principle before: a person is magnanimous and invincible."

"Appearance belongs to others, desire belongs to oneself."

"This kind of open space allows for a wide range of movement, making it especially suitable for a raiding and infiltration force like ours!"

Wu Wanli suddenly understood Liu Hanqing's inner conflict and slowly said.

"Appearance belongs to others, desire belongs to oneself..."

Liu Hanqing turned to look at Wu Wanli, and his mind suddenly felt much clearer.

"Tolerance is for others; greatness lies in tolerance. It means learning to accept the opinions of others."

"Desire is one's own; without desire, one is invincible. It means taking a detached view of one's desires and obsessions."

"Hanqing, we are not trying to prove ourselves to others, but to protect our country and ensure the peace and well-being of our future generations."

Wu Wanli snatched the cigarette from Liu Hanqing's hand and threw it out of the car window, as if helping him get rid of a knot in his heart.

“You’re right, we can fight for our beliefs, without any other obsessions!”

"Actually, I just talked to the boss about the specific issues of the Seventh Steel Regiment, and it was quite a feat to get him to agree to assign the radio station to the platoon!"

"In addition, the artillery battalion will be equipped with 20 105mm howitzers!"

"The anti-aircraft gun battery is equipped with 12 US 40mm anti-aircraft guns!"

Liu Hanqing felt a slight jolt in his heart. The smog vanished instantly, and his eyes regained their clear and bright appearance. He smiled and said...

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli's eyes widened instantly as he stared at Liu Hanqing.

Keep in mind that an American howitzer battalion only has 18 guns, but their regiment has 20.
There was also the issue of radio equipment; the normal allocation of Volunteer Army soldiers was only up to the regimental or battalion level.

Their Seventh Steel Regiment, on the other hand, went straight up to the platoon level!

"Wanli, being ranked first is already quite good. We also need to consider the situation of our brother units."

"If we really want to reach the class level, that would be a bit too extravagant."

Seeing this, Liu Hanqing assumed that Wu Wanli was dissatisfied and offered some advice.

"I don't mean to be dissatisfied; it's already more than enough."

"By the way, how are my brother and the others doing?"

Wu Wanli quickly replied.

"I really know this."

"Comrade Wu Qianli has distinguished himself in battle and has been promoted to the position of regimental commander of the First Assault Regiment."

"Comrade Meisheng also went to the First Regiment to tackle the key problems and served as its political commissar."

"Comrade Tan Ziwei is someone you know. He's been transferred to the 80th Division as deputy division commander."

"As for what follows, there are no surprises. Comrade Yu Congrong will serve as the deputy regimental commander and the commander of the artillery battalion, also known as the commander of the first battalion."

"Comrade Pinghe served as the battalion commander of the reconnaissance battalion, also known as the second battalion commander."

"Comrade Gao Daxing served as the commander of the assault battalion, also known as the commander of the third battalion."

"Lei Gong will serve as the artillery battalion commander!"

“Even your guard platoon has been upgraded to a guard company, with Shi Qian as the company commander and Wu Siyi as the deputy company commander.”

Liu Hanqing said.

"The indomitable hero has been reassigned as deputy division commander and is now fighting on the second line."

"That's good. He's been injured too many times and is really not suitable for the front line anymore. This arrangement is appropriate."

Wu Wanli murmured.

"Commendations, the cultural troupe has arrived at its designated location."

Xiao Wang said.

"it is good."

"Xiao Wang, why don't you come along and take a look?"

Liu Hanqing said.

“I won’t go. I’m just a rough, uncultured man from a peasant family in Northeast China, and I’m only a soldier. How could I dare to go into a place for cultured people like this?”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wang felt a pang of inferiority and said...

"In China, all culture serves the people."

"Come on, come with us."

Upon seeing this, Wu Wanli quickly said...

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wang reluctantly agreed.

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Cultural Troupe
"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind, and the victory song rings so loud!"

"Singing praises to our beloved motherland, let us march together toward prosperity and strength!"

"..."

A powerful singing voice floated through the air; it turned out to be a group of energetic women rehearsing and singing this song.

After the song ended, Wei Wei finally nodded in satisfaction, completely unaware that Wu Wanli and the others had appeared not far behind him.

"This song is of great significance!"

"He was Wu Wanli, the first hero in the liberation of Seoul, who sang this song on the way to the Han River battlefield with his brave and fearless soldiers!"

"I believe I have made some contributions to the arts, and this song has a high chance of becoming a timeless masterpiece!!"

"The hero and the creator will arrive soon. Familiarize yourselves with them and don't make any mistakes."

"Comrade Anjing sings the best; you should all learn from her!"

Wei Wei said.

"Of course, Wu Wanli, the number one contributor, is Comrade An Jing's friend!"

"Comrade Anjing, I've admired him for a long time!"

A woman chuckled and teased in a low voice.

"Xiao Cui! You've been talking the whole way!"

"That was just a one-time encounter!"

Upon hearing this, An Jing quickly nudged Cui Qingqiu with her shoulder and lowered her voice, pretending to be angry.

"Hahahahaha..."

Cui Qingqiu couldn't help but laugh when he saw the blush on An Jing's face.

The other women looked at An Jing with some envy, their thoughts unknown.

"You are... Commander Wu?"

"Hey, when did you guys get here!"

Suddenly, Wei Wei noticed Wu Wanli behind him. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he instantly realized what was happening.

In an instant, all the female members of the cultural troupe turned their gaze to Wu Wanli.

"I haven't been here long, and I've been standing here listening to the singing for a while."

Wu Wanli adjusted the red scarf around his neck and spoke truthfully.

When Anjing saw the familiar red scarf in the distance, her heart suddenly raced, and she mustered up the courage to look at Wu Wanli's face.

She has matured a lot compared to before, but there is a sense of excessive fatigue.

"My lords, they haven't finished rehearsing yet; they need some more time."

"I have some tea from my hometown, would you like some...?"

Seeing this, Wei Wei quickly extended an invitation.

"No need, I just have a new version of lyrics, you can choose whichever you prefer."

"After all, we're going to perform. Singing another version might give the soldiers more motivation," Wu Wanli said with a smile, a thought forming in his mind.

"May I take a look at the new lyrics first?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Wei was slightly taken aback and asked.

After all, it concerns a performance to encourage the soldiers, which is a big deal and must be carefully controlled first.

"Xiao Wang, show this to Commander Wei."

Wu Wanli waved his hand and said.

Soon, Wang Weiguo handed the pre-prepared transcribed lyrics to Commander Wei.

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind, and the revolutionary songs are so loud."

"Singing praises to our socialist motherland, where sunshine shines everywhere!"

"Our great leader, Mao... led us forward!"

"..."

"Hundreds of millions of people are full of vigor and high spirits! Our socialist motherland is thriving!!"

"With the military and civilians united and in high spirits, whoever dares to invade us will be annihilated!"

As Wei Wei watched, she couldn't help but sing out a powerful and resonant voice.

As soon as the song began, everyone in the performing arts troupe was struck by a powerful surge of revolutionary energy.

"it is good!"

After listening, Cui Qingqiu was the first to applaud and cheer.

In an instant, thunderous applause erupted in the audience.

"Chief Wu, without mincing words, your lyrics are the most powerful I've ever seen!"

"He truly deserves to be called the number one hero in defeating American imperialism and liberating Seoul!"

After reading it, Wei Wei couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"It's all thanks to the hard work of everyone; I dare not take credit for it."

As Wu Wanli spoke, his gaze swept across the members of the cultural troupe.

Not long after, he saw An Jing smiling and clapping for him.

An Jing's feelings were somewhat complicated at this moment. She admired Wu Wanli, but also felt inferior because of the vast difference in their abilities and dared not acknowledge him.

At first, she thought Wu Wanli had forgotten her, but when Wu Wanli's gaze lingered on her, she was deeply moved.

"Quiet, aren't you going to go and acknowledge them?"

Cui Qingqiu asked in a low voice.

"Xiao Cui, don't speak."

If you say anything now, I'll never talk to you again.

Quietly, she shook her head and said in a low voice.

She didn't need Wu Wanli to find her; a single glance from him was enough.

"Hello, Comrade Anjing!"

"Thank you for the red scarf and cotton coat you gave me before. They kept me company during a cold winter on the Korean battlefield."

Wu Wanli walked up to An Jing and sincerely extended his hand to express his gratitude.

"Need not."

An Jing was startled and paused for a moment before reaching out to shake hands with Wu Wanli.

Seeing this, the women around couldn't help but laugh and whisper among themselves.

"Excuse me, I just came to express my gratitude."

"Commander Wei, I don't want Comrade An Jing to be..."

Seeing this, Wu Wanli was afraid that An Jing would be entangled in rumors, so he quickly looked at Wei Wei.

"Don't worry, Chief Wu, Comrade Anjing is well-liked in the cultural troupe, and everyone is kind-hearted."

“No one will bully Comrade Anjing while you’re not around.”

Seeing this, Wei Wei glanced at the two of them and said, suppressing a laugh.

"Okay, then I'm relieved."

"gone!"

Wu Wanli nodded, feeling his heart beating a little fast, and quickly turned to leave.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

They thought Wu Wanli would chat for a while and exchange pleasantries, but instead he just gave them a simple thank you.
"Wanli!"

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Liu Hanqing noticed something amiss and quickly stopped Wu Wanli, whispering something to him.

"Our military affairs are very busy..."

Wu Wanli quickly made an excuse.

"The battle just ended, and the American devils have already gone to sea. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Besides, you're really not being fair. That girl gave you her scarf and down jacket in the dead of winter, and all you get after all this success is a thank you?"

Liu Hanqing patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder and said.

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His original idea was not to bother the other person, after all, in this era men and women are different, and gossip can be particularly harmful.

He was well aware of how dangerous the upcoming battles would be.

The most recent example is the Battle of Hanjiang South, which resulted in a casualty rate of over 80%.

Further back, there was the Battle of Shangganling, where some units suffered casualties several times over, with several rounds of new recruits dying.

Under such circumstances, how could he dare to develop personal relationships casually?
He's not some arrogant young master soldier with a harem.

He was just a soldier in the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, and his fate was unknown.

"Commander Wu, I have a small request..."

At this moment, An Jing seemed to notice Wu Wanli's predicament and mustered up her courage to speak up.

"No need to call me 'Commander,' just call me Comrade Wu Wanli."

"You've helped me before, so please feel free to ask me for anything. I'll do my best to help as long as it doesn't violate any rules!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli quickly replied.

"Yes, Comrade Wu Wanli."

Can I take a picture with you?

After a few seconds of quiet hesitation, he asked in a low voice.

"Picture?"

Wu Wanli was slightly taken aback, not expecting this request.

"Great! I just happened to bring my camera!"

"Everyone else, spread out for a moment."

Upon hearing this, Wei Wei quickly replied.

Soon, the members of the cultural troupe dispersed to both sides, all eyes focused on Wu Wanli and An Jing.

Seeing this, Wu Wanli did not hesitate and stood next to An Jing without hesitation.

Anjing, on the other hand, mustered up her courage, looked up at the camera, and clearly wanted to have a good photo taken.

"Men should move closer to women, that's right..."

"Men, move a little closer to the women..."

"Women should move a little closer to men..."

"Raise your heads a little higher."

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, this is proletarian revolutionary friendship!"

Wei Wei held up the camera, a slight smile on his lips, and said deliberately.

The two of them were already a little nervous and shy taking a photo together so close to each other.

Upon hearing this, Anjing's face instantly turned red.

"Crack!"

Having achieved her goal, Wei Wei decisively pressed the shutter, and the beautiful moment was captured.

"thanks, thanks!"

After the group photo was taken, An Jing bowed to Wei Wei and Wu Wanli, then hurriedly prepared to turn around and leave.

"Comrade Anjing!"

Wu Wanli shouted.

"what?"

Anjing stumbled and almost fell to the ground, turning her head to look at Wu Wanli.

"You can take the American's watch, otherwise Hanqing will definitely say I'm stingy when I get back. So I just sent a photo."

Wu Wanli took out a watch and handed it to An Jing.

"Thank you!"

After hesitating for two seconds, Anjing finally accepted the gift, nodded emphatically, glanced at Wu Wanli one last time, and then turned and left.

There are no melodramatic romantic advances or a harem.

Only one handshake, one group photo, one "comrade," and one trophy.

Proletarian revolutionary friendship needs little embellishment.

Wu Wanli watched the quiet figure walk away, smiled slightly, gave a slow military salute, and watched him disappear into the distance.

"Wanli, are you really not going to take a walk and have a chat with Comrade Anjing?"

"She probably has feelings for you, maybe..."

Seeing this, Liu Hanqing said in a low voice with a hint of regret.

"If my prediction is correct, the next battle is about to begin, and it will be brutal."

"Many of the volunteer soldiers' beloved girls or wives are waiting for them to come home."

"I hope I can bring them back to their homeland as much as I can..."

Wu Wanli did not answer directly, but instead touched his pistol and looked firmly in the direction of the south of the Han River, saying.

(End of this chapter)