Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 5: The Spirit of the Chinese Army!

Shandong, China

"Seventh Company, get your gear ready, we're almost there!"

Wu Qianli walked around the various compartments of the freight car, loudly reminding everyone.

"Shandong? Shouldn't it be... a harbor across the sea?"

Yu Congrong muttered to himself, picked up his gun and backpack, and looked outside with a hint of doubt.

"Our company will be undergoing reorganization and training from now on!"

"We have many brother units with us, so keep your spirits up and don't embarrass yourselves!"

As Wu Qianli spoke, he patted Wu Wanli with a smile.

"Don't worry, bro, I can take down Yu Congrong!"

Wu Wanli smiled slightly, put away his paper and pen, and said with a smile.

"Hey, hey, hey! Why do you keep bringing this up?"

Yu Congrong blushed slightly and gently nudged Wu Wanli.

"Oops, I'm down! Brother Yu, give me a couple more bullets on the battlefield!"

Wu Wanli lay on the ground playfully and laughed.

"Hey! Company Commander, look, your brother's trying to scam someone!"

Yu Congrong pointed at Wu Wanli on the ground and protested to Wu Qianli.

"Get up. The American devils have plenty of weapons and ammunition on the battlefield. I'm just afraid you can't carry them."

Wu Qianli pulled his younger brother up and laughed.

"Comrade Xiao Wanli, what did you write on that piece of paper?"

"Is this your own reading experience and reflections?"

Mei Sheng noticed the paper in Wu Wanli's hand and asked a question.

Not long ago, Wu Wanli asked him for two pieces of paper and a pencil, but he didn't know what they were for.

"No, instructor, this is a song I wrote... I wrote a song."

Wu Wanli scratched the back of his head and said cautiously.

He was also a little worried that his high level of education might be noticed as odd.

"A song? You're probably thinking of sending a letter to some young lady, aren't you? Hahahaha..."

Yu Congrong laughed loudly.

"Freeze said."

"Comrade Xiao Wanli, may I take a look?"

Mei Sheng patted Yu Congrong on the shoulder and asked.

"I didn't know many of the words after that, so I didn't continue writing," Wu Wanli said with a somewhat embarrassed smile.

"It's alright. Any soldier who is willing to improve and learn is a good soldier."

Mei Sheng smiled encouragingly and took the manuscript.

"Wanli, I didn't see you working very hard when I sent you to Wang Xiucai's private school before, but now you're really putting in the effort?"

Wu Qianli patted Wu Wanli's head and said with satisfaction.

"Company Commander, Comrade Xiao Wanli has a very high level of literary understanding."

Mei Sheng glanced at the first few lines of the lyrics and nodded repeatedly.

"Really?"

Wu Qianli asked in a low voice.

It seems to mean, don't overdo it to save face.

"Judging from the first few lines of the lyrics, the momentum is very strong!"

"Why don't we let Comrade Wanli sing it himself?"

Mei Sheng suggested.

"Okay, let's hear it!"

Yu Congrong clapped his hands loudly, making a deafening noise.

"Clap clap..."

Thunderous applause erupted instantly inside the carriage.

There aren't many entertainment options in the military, so being able to listen to songs is a treat, let alone something new.

"Okay! Then I'll try it!"

Wu Wanli didn't hesitate and agreed immediately.

Wu Qianli estimated the time and finally nodded.

Looking into the eyes of the heroes of the Seventh Company, Wu Wanli took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and began to sing:
"If our motherland is invaded, every patriotic man should stand up for himself!"

"Drink this bowl of hometown wine, for the brave warrior will never return!"

"The Yellow River rolls on, the Yangtze River surges on!"

"Give me life, give me strength!"

Let the blood stain the most beautiful flowers, and fall upon my chest.

"……………………"

"Forward! Forward! Forward! Forward!"

"The Spirit of the Chinese Army!"

(End of this chapter)