Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 320 The Fourth Battle Ends Successfully! Wu Shili Enters the Court! Lin Yoona and An Jing Meet Their Parents!

Within the Zhisi (also within the Liansi)
"Reporting to the commander-in-chief, reporting to Chief Chen, a great victory!"

Under the leadership of Commander Wu Wanli, the Seventh Steel Brigade crossed the Han River four times and inflicted a major defeat on the American fleet!

In the end, Commander Wu Wanli followed the main force of the fleet south, arriving at Hong Kong Island to meet the enemy alone!

Inside the British Governor's House, with just two men, a machine gun, and a few grenades, he managed to rescue Comrade Zhao Qingyang, a student of Dr. Qian Xuesen, who had been detained, right under the nose of Governor Mountbatten!

The British backed down, released the prisoners, paid five gold bars in compensation, and promised never again to arbitrarily arrest Chinese people passing through their territory!

A staff officer from the Chinese People's Volunteer Army had just pushed open the door when he loudly reported this.

Dead silence.

A deathly silence, almost tinnitus-inducing, spread through the air.

Wow!

The pencil slipped from the boss's hand and rolled twice on the map, leaving a long, abrupt red mark on the blue line representing the Third Division of the United States.

Chief Chen's knuckles cracked as he gripped the report, his eyes gleaming like knives in the snow.

The chief of staff's mouth was half-open, and the cigarette burned out a long column of ash, teetering precariously.

Just then, the door was flung open again.

Amidst the chilly wind, more than ten senior commanders, their shoulders draped in cold air and covered in the dust of battle, filed in. They were the military leaders summoned for the meeting.

Having just finished a brutal battle along the Han River, their faces were etched with fatigue and the marks of gunpowder.

"Commander, former brigade commander, Li Yunlong from the 27th Army is here to report for duty!"

Li Yunlong had a stern face, and the hem of his military overcoat was covered in congealed mud.

"Kong Jie of the 27th Army, reporting for duty!"

Kong Jie followed closely behind and reported loudly.

"Greetings, esteemed commanders! Zhao Gang from the 27th Army is here to report for duty!"

Zhao Gang looked tired, but his eyes were still sharp as he spoke.

"Ding Wei from the 12th Army reporting for duty!"

Ding Wei patted the frost off his hat brim from outside the door before coming in and speaking.

An Changsen, political commissar of the 12th Army, Quan Douguang, the burly commander of the New 8th Army, and Lin Zhengshun, the sharp-looking commander of the 9th Army, also stepped in one after another.

"Read it again, so that Li Yunlong and Kong Jie can hear it!"

Upon seeing these senior ministers enter, Chief Chen suppressed his excitement and gave the order.

"Yes! A great victory! Commander Wu Wanli..."

Upon hearing this, the volunteer army staff officer immediately recited Wu Wanli's great achievements once again.

Soon, the battle report was finished being read, and Li Yunlong and the others who had just entered couldn't help but feel a jolt in their hearts.

Li Yunlong, who had just taken off his cotton hat and brushed off the snow powder, froze instantly, like a wooden stake stuck in the ground.

Kong Jie's hands, which were half-warm from rubbing, were suspended in mid-air, and he forgot what to do.

A look of disbelief suddenly flashed across Zhao Gang's eyes.

Ding Wei, who was talking quietly with An Changsen, abruptly stopped talking.

An Changsen looked up abruptly, and even Quan Douguang's eyes beside him clearly reflected astonishment.

Lin Zhengshun happened to be walking to the side and in front of An Changsen when he heard this. His body tensed up suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at An Changsen.

An Changsen's daughter, An Jing, had feelings for Wu Wanli that were no secret to him.

Lin Zhengshun's own sister, Lin Yun'er, was also deeply concerned about Wu Wanli while working in the field hospital in the rear.
Two complex gazes met briefly in the oppressive air before drifting away.

"Wu Wanli went to the meeting alone to save Dr. Qian's student, and even made Governor Mountbatten pay compensation?"

Bullshit!

This is like the Japanese devils climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles—they've gone completely off the rails!

Laozi and his men were pushing against the north bank of the Han River until the mud in their mouths could be kneaded into a cake!
It's a miracle that Wu Wanli survived all that he had to crawl through the UN forces' territory; how could he possibly manage to go to sea and meet the British devils?

That's a really tight timeframe, did that kid really manage it?!

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong said in disbelief.

"Old Li's words may be rough, but they make sense. It is indeed hard to believe."

The north and south banks of the Han River are like two completely different worlds!

We were on the north bank, building fortifications and desperately resisting the enemy's heavy assault. We could only afford to use compressed biscuits and ammunition a day, and we had to be very careful with our supplies. Every inch of snow was soaked with blood.

The main force of the UN forces, numbering over 100,000, was like an iron barrel, encircling and suppressing the enemy across 50,000 li on the south bank of the Han River!

We were holding them back with extreme difficulty, just to create as much of a gap as possible for the Seventh Steel Brigade on the south bank.

It's incredibly fortunate that he was able to pull the team out of the meat grinder!

This journey south a thousand miles, across the sea to fight, even forcing Mountbatten to bow down at the British Governor's residence... this..."

A hint of surprise flashed in Kong Jie's eyes, and he said with a hint of disbelief.

He didn't continue, but his tone and unspoken meaning stirred up a storm in the hearts of everyone present who had just been evacuated from the Han River meat grinder.

Every face etched with the marks of war reveals a shock that transcends conventional understanding.

"This is not just fighting ability, this is simply transcending the Three Realms and the Five Elements!"
The UN forces' "encirclement and suppression" was truly like a stage set up for him, specifically for him to put on this grand show.

That's not all; only a hero like Guan Yu would dare to go to a meeting alone with a sword.

If this is true, then Wu Wanli does indeed possess some heroic qualities!

Upon hearing this, Ding Wei shook his head, his face filled with disbelief and shock.

"Commanders! My life, as well as the lives of Quan Douguang and my brothers in the New Eighth Army, were all given to me by Wu Kaka!"
He trusted me and used me, allowing me and my brothers to have dignity and status to this day!
Today he has accomplished this extraordinary feat, and I, Quan Douguang, am the first to believe it!
loyalty!!!"

Quan Douguang shouted loudly.

"I'm convinced! I'm truly convinced this time!"

Back when this kid was working under Old Li, I could see he had a fierce aura about him, like a natural tiger!
While others were disoriented from the bombing, this guy managed to crawl out of a pile of corpses and stab the American division command in the back!

Li Yunlong grinned and said smugly.

"Commander-in-Chief Chen, Comrade Wu Wanli's achievements on the Korean battlefield are truly earth-shattering."

Crossing the Han River four times with fluid, skillful maneuvering, they avoided the enemy's strength and attacked their weaknesses, keeping the UN forces in disarray. Every step they took hit the enemy's weak points, and they finally broke free of the encirclement.

Especially this last stroke—the lightning strike on Pyeongtaek, boarding ships and evacuating—was a stroke of genius, managing to divide forces to deter Hong Kong, rescue important personnel, and intimidate the British!

This is not only the pinnacle of individual courage and strategy, but also a perfect demonstration of the overall tactical level and fighting spirit of our army! It is worthy of serious study by the entire army!

Zhao Gang took a deep breath and, after calming down, said...

"Political Commissar Zhao is right, but there's another key point—intelligence analysis and judgment capabilities!"

Wu Wanli's intelligence analysis and judgment are frighteningly accurate!
They were able to accurately grasp the gaps in the movements of US troops in the core area of ​​a large enemy force, pre-plan withdrawal points, and even have a clear understanding of the movements of British troops on Hong Kong Island...

Wu Wanli's analytical and decision-making advantage is the cornerstone of their ability to defeat the many with the few and travel thousands of miles!

This is something that all our military units need to pay close attention to and learn in future operations!

Ding Wei went straight to the most fundamental winning factor.

He was unaware that Wu Wanli possessed the Heavenly Eye Map, and simply assumed that Wu Wanli had exceptional intelligence analysis capabilities.

"Intelligence is the eyes, and also one of the tips of the knife!"

Comrade Wu Wanli's ability to analyze and judge situations well is a testament to his skill in wielding the knife!
Ding Wei hit the nail on the head!
Wu Wanli's intelligence analysis was superb, his timing precise, and his understanding of the enemy's psychology thorough, reaching a level of consummate skill!
They appeared to be a lone force deep behind enemy lines, but in reality, their eyes were sharper than their opponents' and their hands were faster!

This kid went out into the world right under our noses like a rock, and now he's a national treasure forged through countless trials!

The boss nodded approvingly.

After he finished speaking, the boss's gaze fell on An Changsen and Lin Zhengshun, who hadn't said much, as if he was thinking about something.

"Young people are capable and responsible. No matter where their future lies, as long as they are loyal to the country, they are good."

With a gentle smile on his face, An Changsen met the boss's gaze and nodded slightly.

His words were subtle, and several people who knew the inside story, such as Zhao Gang, Lin Zhengshun, and even Li Yunlong, all showed knowing smiles.

The feelings that An Jing and Lin Yun'er had for Wu Wanli became even more subtle under the backdrop of this victory.

"Wukaka not only has outstanding military achievements, but also excels in team cohesion."

Imagine the perilous environment behind enemy lines on the Han River, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of enemy troops for over ten days, engaging in continuous raids and fierce battles.

The morale of the Seventh Steel Brigade did not collapse; on the contrary, they fought with increasing courage and were able to carry out such an incredible cross-sea operation!

This was by no means merely personal prestige, but rather the establishment of a deeply ingrained shared belief, forming an iron-willed fighting force!

Lin Zhengshun then praised her.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chief Chen, who had been silent beside the boss, suddenly stepped forward, walked up to the communications officer who was still trembling slightly with excitement, and extended his hand.

The staff officer paused for a moment, then solemnly handed over the telegram he had been clutching until it was burning hot.

Chief Chen took the telegram and carefully read it again, word by word.

His usually decisive and sharp gaze slowly moved across the detailed battle report, and a faint glimmer of emotion appeared on his face.

"Boss, the world is vast, and even the greatest achievements have their limits."

But some things are bonds that can never be broken by swords, guns, or cannons!
I believe that the best reward we can give Comrade Wu Wanli is the bond of family!

Just think about it, how long did he go on campaign, how many days and nights did he walk on the edge of a knife?
On foreign soil, what did he most long to see, and who was he most worried about?

"Chief Chen said."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the command post fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

Amidst the chaos of war, the deepest longing of soldiers is for their homeland and their families.

The boss seemed to be deep in thought, and his tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

Chief Chen spoke with a hint of barely perceptible smugness and a premeditated scheming in his tone: "I have made secret arrangements in advance, with relevant domestic departments coordinating directly to bring Comrade Wu Wanli's parents over by special train."

If the route goes smoothly and there are no delays, we should be able to safely reach a safe rest camp near Shiji in another three to five hours!

Let them see with their own eyes the son whose name was engraved at the highest point on the entire Korean battlefield during this brief respite from the war!
Look at that formidable Steel Seventh Brigade, built up by their son!

This arrangement was like a bolt from the blue!
A deeper, more profound silence instantly fell over the command center!

It wasn't shock, but a warm and pervasive sense of awe and understanding!

This is even more shocking than hearing that Wu Wanli forced Mountbatten to pay reparations!
The boss was initially taken aback, but then the lines on his face relaxed at a visible speed, finally turning into a heartfelt sigh: "Good!"

"You, Old Chen! Your thoughts...so deep! So profound! And so heartwarming!"

"Good heavens! Old brigade commander, you actually thought of this and managed to do it!"

Be nice!

"Wouldn't Wu Wanli be so moved upon seeing his parents that he... well... his eyes would well up with tears?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong said something unexpected.

"Old Li, not only Wu Wanli was moved to tears, but his brother Wu Qianli must have been happy too. This is a one-time reward for two meritorious people."

Our 27th Army fought a good blocking battle in this battle, and cooperated with Wan Li and his men to successfully break out of the encirclement. What do you think, sir?

Wanli is awe-inspiring, but our Commander Wu Qianli has done his fair share of hard work on the north bank, enduring planes and artillery fire, taking beatings and bleeding.

That's a credit too!

Upon hearing this, Kong Jie immediately offered a reminder.

Kong Jie's words instantly shifted the blame back to everyone present, especially the 27th Army.

"Old Kong is right!"

Wu Qianli is really tough on the north bank!
His division is the iron fist of our 27th Army!
They blocked the American's way so hard he broke his teeth!
This achievement cannot be erased by anyone!

Li Yunlong nodded emphatically and echoed.

"Yes, the 27th Army did a very good job in blocking the enemy on the north bank of the Han River."

We will fight for every inch of land and never retreat.

This effectively guaranteed the mobility of the Seventh Steel Brigade on the south bank, preventing Ridgway from completely withdrawing his forces to close the encirclement.

well played!"

The boss nodded slightly upon hearing this, his eyes filled with approval.

"Speaking of which, the Wu family has three members serving in the military!"

One of the elder brothers, Wu Baili, sacrificed his life for his country on the battlefield in Jiangnan, defending the homeland!
The eldest brother fell, and his two younger brothers, Wu Qianli and Wu Wanli, took up his brother's gun. One was in the north and the other in the south. Both fought for their country on the Korean battlefield, risking their lives and making outstanding contributions!

The entire Wu family is composed of loyal and courageous individuals!

Chief Chen looked around at everyone, his tone becoming increasingly solemn.

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong stopped joking and his eyes became piercing.

Kong Jie, Zhao Gang, Ding Wei, An Changsen, Lin Zhengshun... everyone's expression showed more respect.

Quan Douguang raised his head slightly, his eyes filled with the highest respect for the glory and loyalty of soldiers.

The simple fact of "three military personnel from one family" is far more weighty and impactful than any flowery praise.

"Snapped!"

"Logistics Minister!"

The boss slammed his broad hand on the thick wooden table and shouted loudly.

"To!"

The logistics minister, who had been standing in the corner waiting for orders, stepped forward and straightened his back.

"The return of Wu Wanli's Seventh Steel Brigade meant that the last force blocking the UN forces had also returned to its unit, and the Fourth Campaign was declared a complete success!"
Bring out all your possessions, the best canned meat, the white flour, and the fine wine you've seized!

Prepare a victory celebration banquet immediately!

Make sure there's plenty of food and drink!

Let the troops that are resting, especially the commanders and soldiers who participated in the Fourth Campaign and fought hard on both sides of the Han River, come and participate!
Tell the soldiers they fought well!
Wu Wanli's Seventh Steel Brigade is back!
Their arrow, penetrating deep into the tiger's den, not only pierced the Americans' ironclad defenses but also reached Hong Kong Island!
They've pierced the British's spine!

Give us some spirit!
Let's bring glory to our nation!
This celebration banquet is both a reward and a way to show appreciation!
It also brought tremendously good news to the people of the whole country!
Let everyone know that we in Korea defeated the enemy and made them flee in disarray!

Let those petty scoundrels lying in the rear and gossiping see that the Volunteer Army is the backbone of the dragon!
The time is set for tomorrow evening!
Get moving right now! Everyone in the logistics department, get moving!

Make sure it's a grand and exciting event!
Let everyone eat, drink, and laugh to their heart's content!

The boss said.

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

The logistics minister's dark face flushed with excitement, his voice booming. He saluted, turned, and strode off outside.

....................................

Shortly after, outside the headquarters of the 9th Army of North Korea

Lin Yoona was wrapped in a slightly oversized military cotton coat, her hair still dusty from the transfer of wounded soldiers a few days ago. Her fingers were repeatedly rubbing a neatly folded thin letter in her pocket.

She hesitated at the door for a moment before finally lifting the thick cotton curtain and going inside, as if she had made up her mind.

Lin Zhengshun was bent over studying the supply line markings on the map when he heard footsteps. He looked up and glanced at the letter his sister was clutching tightly in her hand. He immediately understood what was going on.

His face was expressionless, and he only gave a soft hum through his nose: "Hmm?"

"elder brother……

I was thinking... could you please help me send a telegram?

It wasn't military intelligence; it was a letter to Wu Wanli.

Yoona's voice was lower than usual, with a hint of hesitation that was unusual for her.

Lin Zhengshun lifted his gaze from the map and fixed it steadily on his sister's face, then swept it over the letter.

"letter?

Send a direct telegram?
Under what name is it issued?

The communication channels of the New Eighth Army were for military intelligence, not for private messages.

Yoona, do you know what time it is right now?
A commander on the front line must keep his mind focused on the enemy situation every second.

Sending a letter with no beginning or end, even if it only takes him half a minute, might be just in case it comes at a crucial moment.
Besides, with war raging, would you really send a love letter to a hero who has just achieved unparalleled feats?

Wu Wanli is now seen as a god of war by many.

How many eyes are watching him?

Do you know what kind of gossip will spread after you send this letter?

Is it fair to say he was a hero with a weak will and prone to romantic entanglements, or is there some ulterior motive?

Lin Zhengshun suppressed a slight smile and said.

"I don't!

It's not a love letter!

It was just... just a few simple greetings, hoping he would return safely..."

Im Yoona suddenly looked up, her cheeks instantly turning bright red, and hurriedly denied it.

"A casual greeting?"
Silly girl, it's written all over your face.

Who can fool with those little schemes?

This letter must not be sent.

Lin Zhengshun put down his teacup, a knowing, slightly helpless smile appearing on his lips.

Yoona's shoulders slumped suddenly, and the blush on her face quickly faded, leaving her looking somewhat pale.

She paused for a few seconds, then quickly pulled the letter back from the map, clenching it tightly in her hand until her knuckles turned white.

"Brother, you're right."

I... I didn't think it through. Never mind... I won't see you off.

We can't let it affect him, not even a little bit... not even the slightest bit.

Yoona's voice was muffled, carrying a clear sense of disappointment and reluctance.

The light in her bright eyes had dimmed considerably, like charcoal embers doused with cold water.

Looking at her, who was so afraid of causing even the slightest trouble to others and carefully hiding her thoughts, Lin Zhengshun suddenly felt a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

He sighed softly, looked at Lim Yoona and said, "Sigh...it's true what they say, 'a daughter is like a tree that cannot be kept at home once she grows up.'"

Is that kid Wu Wanli really that amazing?

What kind of bewitching potion did I give you?

Or does he really have magic?
"You're so devoted to me?"

"magic?"

Yoona repeated it subconsciously, and the heat that had just subsided on her cheeks suddenly flared up again, even more intensely than before.

She dared not look into her brother's eyes, her mind uncontrollably flashing through those chaotic yet vivid images:

She recalled the special care and protection Wu Wanli gave her when they first met at the Water Gate Bridge.

He personally dealt with those who plotted against her, allowing her to retain her pure and innocent body to this day.

Then she thought about how Wu Wanli later suggested that since she was a descendant of the Beiyang Army, she could return to China.

Hearing this, she was actually a little excited, thinking that Wu Wanli was hinting that he would take her back.

Later, Yoona risked her life to pass on information to Wu Wanli, and then she confessed her feelings for Wu Wanli to her brother.

And there was the presentation of flowers in front of so many North Korean soldiers and civilians in Seoul...

The feelings had been brewing for a long time.

"I don't know either……

It's just... I just think it's good.

I felt that he...standing there, was like a mountain.

Yoona finally spoke hesitantly, her voice so soft it was as if she were afraid of disturbing something.

As she spoke, her eyes sparkled and drooped, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily curved upwards into a slight smile, revealing the most genuine shyness of a young girl.

After saying that, she quickly covered her face with her hands, trying to hide the burning heat, and even her small earlobes turned red.

As Lin Zhengshun watched her cover her face and the bright red blush on her small earlobes, the little bit of mischievousness that had been lurking in his heart suddenly resurfaced.

He deliberately pulled a long face and let out a deep, heavy sigh, which sounded particularly abrupt and oppressive in the quiet command post.

"Ugh--"

He sighed, rubbed his fingers on the table in frustration, leaned forward, and braced himself against the table with both hands. His entire demeanor instantly became extremely dim.

Im Yoona seemed startled by the unusual sigh, slowly lowering her hand from her face and looking at her brother's suddenly changed expression with confusion and unease.

Lin Zhengshun avoided her gaze and squeezed out a few words heavily and with difficulty: "Actually... what I just told you was to comfort you and not to make you worry too much."

"This is top-secret information that I just received, and I haven't told anyone yet..."

Before Lin Yoona could even finish saying "to comfort you," her heart had already sunk to the edge of a cold abyss.

Lin Zhengshun suddenly raised his head, his eyes slightly red, and added the last sentence in a hoarse voice: "Wu Kaka was ambushed during the retreat. He was unable to escape in order to cover the team's final withdrawal and sacrificed himself."

"boom--!!"

Each of these words was like a blood-stained ice pick, piercing into Yoona's eardrums and straight to her heart!
The color drained from her face instantly, the shy blush just moments before vanishing like a withered leaf swept away by a gust of wind, leaving only a deathly pallor.

That tiny bit of joy that arose because of him, that secret hope for his safe return, was crushed the moment the words "sacrificed" came crashing down!

A profound sense of emptiness, as if her soul had been suddenly emptied, instantly overwhelmed her.

All the support and warmth in my body seemed to be instantly drained away, and even the instinct to breathe froze at that moment.

Lin Yoona didn't even make a sound; she just stood there straight like a wooden stake whose spine had been completely removed.

Her pupils suddenly dilated, filled with pure, utter disbelief and a hollow bewilderment.

After a few seconds of terrifying silence, tears silently and unexpectedly welled up in Yoona's beautiful eyes!

She seemed to be burned by the scalding tears; her body convulsed violently, and she staggered backward, her back slamming against a hard pillar with a thud before she barely managed to stay upright.

Tears streamed down her face, pelting the cold ground. The overwhelming grief robbed her of all ability to express herself, leaving only trembling shoulders and silent tears.

Lin Zhengshun kept a close eye on his sister's reaction.

When he saw his sister instantly drain all color from her face, her eyes vacant and lifeless, and then large drops of tears uncontrollably streaming down her face.

The sorrow and stiffness on his face shattered instantly, quickly replaced by regret and utter heartache!
He strode forward, ignoring the sound of his sister hitting the pillar, and reached out to support her trembling shoulders.

"Yoona! Yoona! Don't cry!"

I'm just kidding! It's fake! It's all fake!
No casualties! Everything's fine! Coming back soon! Really!
You bastard! You scoundrel! I shouldn't have scared you with something like this!

Wukaka is very sturdy! Very good!
He's lively and energetic! Really! See for yourself! The telegram is in the drawer!

Lin Zhengshun explained incoherently, trying to produce the "evidence" to prove his repentance.

"Snapped!"

With all her might, filled with immense grievance and lingering fear, Lin Yoona slapped hard on the back of the hand that Lin Zhengshun was using to support her shoulder!

The sound was crisp and clear, with a suppressed explosive force.

"Brother, you're so mean! You've gone too far! You bastard!"

As she hit him, Yoona called out his full name with unprecedented anger and a trembling, tearful voice.

Lin Zhengshun neither dodged nor avoided the slaps, letting them land squarely on his body.

He felt much more relieved—the fact that he could hit him meant he had come to his senses.

Lin Zhengshun's face was plastered with a genuinely apologetic smile: "Yes, yes, yes, I'm a bastard! I'm bad! I promise I'll never make such a stupid joke again! I swear!"
"You scared Yoona! She deserves a beating!"

Yoona punched his arm a few more times in a fit of anger, but the force gradually weakened, and the blows barely made a sound against his thick military uniform.

She was panting, her chest heaving violently. The immense grief and fear had not yet completely subsided, and a mixture of elation at regaining what she had lost and lingering dread overwhelmed her, causing her tears to flow even more fiercely than before.

"You scared me to death..."

"Im Yoona said, crying."

Lin Zhengshun was genuinely distressed now, and he frantically patted his sister's back, awkwardly trying to comfort her:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's alright, it's alright... He's alive and well, he'll be back soon..."

"Really? He's coming back soon? When will he arrive?"

Yoona sniffed, her voice still thick with nasal tone, but her eyes lit up with a shy anticipation.

"Just one or two days!"

Zhiji has already begun preparing a grand victory celebration banquet!

The boss wants to personally welcome him!

Lin Zhengshun answered affirmatively, his tone becoming more relaxed.

Upon hearing this, Yoona's eyes lit up even more.

After a brief silence, she suddenly remembered something, looked down at her dusty gray cotton military uniform, her fingers nervously fidgeting with the hem, and asked softly:
"Brother... then... what should I wear?"

Her voice betrayed obvious nervousness and concern, the natural anxiety of a young girl about to meet her crush.

Lin Zhengshun looked at his younger sister, whose eyes were swollen but who was seriously thinking about what to wear. He felt both amused and a little sentimental.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, clearly deep in thought.

"What should I wear? Of course, it would be nice to wear something pretty."

But just dressing up nicely for a quick appearance, will that really get Wu Kaka to give you a second glance?

Lin Zhengshun said.

The light in Lim Yoona's eyes dimmed slightly, replaced by anxiety: "Then... what should we do?"

"Can you last long just by relying on your looks?"
We need to show some different skills.

At this victory celebration banquet, the boss will organize the crowd to warmly welcome the heroes' triumphant return.

I've already discussed it with the cultural troupe. Instead of performing our local "Arirang," we'll learn some Chinese dance.

Don't just stand there handing out flowers. While the flowers are still in full bloom, show off your skills to Wu Kaka too.

Learn it for ten seconds or so, just to get the hang of it. It doesn't matter if you're perfect at the movements; the point is what matters!

Lin Zhengshun said.

Chinese dance?!
But I... I'm not very good at dancing... I definitely can't beat that quiet older sister..."

Im Yoona opened her eyes wide in surprise, her fingers unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes as she looked down in self-consciousness.

"You mean quiet?"

People dance Chinese dance beautifully, but so what?

When our Yoona dances Chinese dance, it represents a different kind of sentiment!

This expresses your willingness to integrate, your willingness to work hard for someone, and your willingness to learn Chinese customs to reintegrate!
This is an attempt to please him, do you understand?
Besides, our ancestors were originally Chinese, and we are descendants of the Beiyang Army..."

Lin Zhengshun said.

"To study for him..."

Yoona repeated the last sentence softly, as if something inside her had been touched.

Yes, just because she dances Quietly?

No, that's different.

Her fingers clenched and unclenched slightly, her hesitation and trepidation slowly being replaced by a newfound determination.

"A dozen seconds... Well... I'll give it a try! I... I'll definitely learn it well!"

Yoona nodded vigorously, her tone becoming firm.

At this moment, she was already imagining herself awkwardly dancing Chinese dance.

"now it's right!"

"I'll have someone find you a suitable outfit. Teacher Jin from the performing arts troupe will be here shortly..."

Lin Zhengshun nodded in satisfaction, as if he had successfully orchestrated a plan.

"Okay! I'll go find Teacher Jin right now!"

Im Yoona seemed impatient and afraid of delaying, so she immediately turned around and headed for the door.

"and many more!"

Lin Zhengshun's voice rang out from behind, carrying a different solemnity than before.

This tone made Yoona's heart tighten slightly, and she subconsciously stopped and turned around in confusion.

Lin Zhengshun placed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and looked unusually serious, even more so than when he was deploying combat missions earlier.

He looked into his sister's eyes and, word by word, clearly delivered an even more explosive message: "There's something even more important."

Im Yoona was taken aback by the serious tone, and she even held her breath, quietly waiting for what was to come.

Lin Zhengshun lowered his voice, as if afraid the news would frighten her, or as if afraid of being overheard: "Wu Wanli's parents... have been brought from China!"

what?
Lim Yoona felt a "buzz" in her head, as if she had been hit hard by something!
The tension I felt while dancing vanished instantly in the face of this enormous news.

She stood frozen in place, her eyes wide with shock, her mouth slightly agape, like a fish suddenly pulled ashore, completely unable to react.

Wu Wanli's...parents?!

Are you going to see him?!
This thought struck her like a thunderbolt from the heavens, shattering her soul!

I even forgot to breathe; my ears were ringing, and only my brother's words echoed amplified infinitely.

"Just received a special notification from the headquarters."

Lin Zhengshun confirmed the authenticity of the information and also clearly saw his sister's thunderstruck and almost suffocating expression.

He softened his tone and continued patiently, just as he had when he taught her how to bandage her wounds: "The person arrived at the rear rest camp yesterday and was brought here directly by a special train."

The boss arranged it personally!

This victory celebration banquet is not only a celebration for the entire army, but also a reunion for their families!

"Brother, I'm scared. I just want to see Wu Wanli, but I won't see his parents..."

Upon hearing this, Lim Yoona instinctively gasped, her chest heaving violently.

"no!
This meeting with Wu Wanli was secondary; the real 'strategic location' now was his parents, who had just arrived!

The celebration banquet was not only to wash away the dust of Wanli's journey, but also to reunite the Wu family!

Imagine what it would be like if a son who had survived a great calamity and performed extraordinary feats suddenly appeared in front of his parents.
There were so many people there, including Anjing and the girls who liked Wu Wanli...

Who can be the first to appear before his parents and make a good impression on the elderly couple who are suffering from longing?

Once this impression is formed, how deep will the mark be?

Yoona, I'm not talking to you about whether your dancing is good or not.

When it comes to marriage, the parents' decision is of utmost importance!
No matter how heroic Wu Wanli was, he was Chinese at heart, valuing filial piety and family ties!

His parents' attitude will have a significant impact on his marriage prospects!
If you rush up and dance, and Anjing dances too, then everyone's equally matched.

But if you can get ahead of everyone else, including An Jing, and appear beside Wu Wanli's parents.

Spend time with the elderly, talk to them, and show them warmth and care. This will make these simple and honest people feel close to you and feel at ease and reliable!

The sense of closeness and good impression brought about by being the 'first' will be planted in their hearts like a seed.

Once they've come to regard you in their hearts, they might turn around and mention to their son, "That Miss Lin from North Korea is so nice; she's polite and thoughtful."

Do you think Wu Wanli might value you a little more?

This is changing!

If you don't go, or go too late, others, especially that quiet one, will get the upper hand and win in front of Wu Wanli's parents.

Then the difficulties of this marriage journey will far exceed your imagination!

Lin Zhengshun said.

Yoona's face turned pale and red as she spoke.

Father, Mother... these two words are both distant and heavy to her.

Suddenly, I have to face my parents, who are heroes with great achievements.
Just imagining the scrutinizing gaze of those two kind yet dignified old men made her hands and feet go cold; she was ten times more nervous than when she was crossing enemy-occupied territory alone.

She could even imagine how naturally and gracefully An Jing, with her elegant demeanor as a lady from a prominent family, would behave in front of Wu's parents.

The instinct to back down surged up again, and Lin Yoona's lips trembled as she said, "Brother... I... I'm afraid I won't do well... and leave a bad impression on people."

"Sister Anjing is much more suitable than me... Given my status..."

"Afraid?
Will fear on the battlefield save you from death? Will fear at the negotiating table force the enemy to concede?

Your 'identity'?
Your brother is now a corps-level commander in the Korean People's Army, commanding tens of thousands of troops!

You, Lim Yoona, are a nurse who has made great contributions by saving lives!

It is true that the Wu family is full of loyal martyrs, and we siblings are now shedding blood and sweat on this land!

In what way is he inferior?
In what way is he unworthy of Wu Wanli?

Your cowardly mentality is what truly makes people look down on you!

Yoona, think this through!

Wu Wanli's parents are currently at the camp, and this news won't stay hidden for long; it will soon spread throughout the entire army.

Do you think the girls in the cultural troupe, the daughters of officers of all ranks waiting to be married, or even that quiet girl, would have slower news flow than you?

An Changsen is her father, and he is familiar with many of the high-ranking generals in the Zhi Si Army!
Perhaps right now, as we are speaking, Anjing has already received the news, or perhaps she has already set off on her way!

Perhaps in a while, Anjing will be strolling around the campsite arm in arm with Grandma Wu!
Perhaps she has already won the old man's full praise and made him accept her as his daughter-in-law!
When Wu Wanli returned, his parents happily told him, "Xiao An is such a lovely girl! Mom likes her from the start!"

By then, it will be too late for you to do anything!

If a marriage is truly arranged by the parents, do you really think your sneaky ideas will have any chance?

The daylily buds are completely cold!

Lin Zhengshun sighed and said.

If his younger sister could marry Wu Wanli, it would fulfill her wish and also help his future, so he would naturally do his best to help her.

"She's going?!"

Im Yoona was struck dumb, and a crystal-clear image exploded in her mind.

Anjing, dressed in a simple, elegant, and beautiful casual outfit, with a gentle and graceful smile on her face, affectionately called out "Uncle, Aunt" and naturally accompanied the two elderly people.

Wu Wanli's mother, the old woman who had experienced the pain of losing her son Wu Baili and worried about her other two sons day and night, would surely be attracted by Quiet's thoughtfulness and magnanimity.

The faint possibility of turmoil and separation between her and Wu Wanli will be completely extinguished in this smile!
Overwhelming fear instantly crushed all the concerns brought about by shyness and identity!

An unwavering will suddenly coalesced and grew stronger in the flames fueled by fear, overwhelming all trembling and cowardice.

Dancing, social status differences, nervousness and fear—all of these were swept away at this moment by the terrible consequence of "someone else getting there first."

I see!
I want to be the first person to meet them!
Brother, please help me!

She took a deep breath, her chest heaving, but her voice was unusually clear.

"Good! That's the Lin family girl I'm talking about! You've got guts!"

Don't worry, I'll do my best!

Lin Zhengshun grinned and laughed heartily, praising him.

(End of this chapter)