1978: A Literary Giant Who Began His Military Service

Chapter 55 It's all over
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Seeing Zhou Xu's heroic fighting figure, the soldiers behind him also gradually overcame their fear!

After all, Zhou Xu was just a wartime reporter. If he could be so brave in battle, then the combatants should be even braver!
Zhou Xu's actions inspired one soldier after another.

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front.

Zhou Xu has killed countless enemies, but he knows that he is starting to lose consciousness from killing them.

Fighting is a physically demanding activity, and some ridiculous dramas show one person fighting ten or more people, which is rather unrealistic. Zhou Xu, with his 1.8-meter-tall, robust physique, is a little tyrant among the 1.6-meter-tall monkeys.

But even the most skilled person has moments of exhaustion. After using his bayonet to cut down seven enemies, Zhou Xu felt physically fatigued, and even the strength to grip the hilt of his sword was almost completely drained.

He staggered back half a step, leaning against the broken wall, panting heavily. His chest felt like it was filled with fire, and every breath was burning.

He kept firing the pistol in his hand. The moment he pulled the trigger, he could clearly feel the recoil of the gun making his hand go numb, and the bullets even went off course.

But the enemy kept surging forward, and he could only grit his teeth and raise his hand to aim again and again, even though his vision was already blurred and his arms felt like lead, he dared not stop for even a moment—he knew that once he stopped, his brothers behind him would have no shield.

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opposite.

The three monkeys were so frightened by Zhou Xu's appearance that they stood there dumbfounded. Looking at Zhou Xu's murderous appearance, it was truly terrifying!
"There are rockets here!"

"Yes, yes! Bomb! Bomb!"

A monkey, both excited and frightened, held up a rocket launcher and crouched down, shouting, "Load the bomb!"

Even if one achieves physical immortality, one is still just a physical body and cannot withstand explosives.

Another monkey immediately and efficiently began loading rockets, the shells into the cartridge case... The moment the trigger was pulled, a tremendous thrust came from the front.

The monkey carrying the rocket launcher paused slightly.

The rocket has been launched!
Zhou Xu caught a glimpse of a blinding arc in the corner of his eye—the thing, like a falling meteor, crashed to the ground, trailing a gray-white plume of smoke.

Zhou Xu's heart clenched suddenly. The thought of running away had just crossed his mind, but his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with cement, and he couldn't move them.

He lay down almost by muscle memory, his left arm still having some strength, and gripped the corpse of a monkey beside him tightly, pulling the cold, stiff body in front of him.

"Boom—!" The enormous impact slammed into my eardrums, and my ears went blank with a buzzing sound.

The ground trembled violently, and gravel and dust rained down on him, while blood and mud from the corpse splattered all over his face.

Even though the piled-up corpses blocked most of the shrapnel, the force that made his internal organs ache still made him feel a sweet taste in his throat and almost made him feel a mouthful of blood.

He clenched his teeth so hard that he felt every bone in his body buzzing.

Already exhausted, Zhou Xu had no strength left to stand up after the huge explosion.

"Quick, check if it's dead?!" the monkey using the rocket launcher asked, still shaken.

Another enemy, brandishing a military knife, shouted: "Damn it! He won't die, I'll stab him to death!"

Filled with resentment, he charged towards Zhou Xu! It seemed he wanted to desecrate his corpse again... after all, Zhou Xu was the one who had wiped out the most of them.

The cold, long blade thrust towards Zhou Xu, whose blurred eyes held a resolute expression...

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.

The enemy, wielding a military knife, fell to the ground on Zhou Xu's chest; the knife was limp and powerless, failing to penetrate.

"Reinforcements have arrived! Reinforcements have arrived!!"

I don't know who shouted it.

All eyes were drawn to a group of soldiers running from the left side of the field hospital. Their numbers were unknown, but it was roughly the size of a company.

For the heavily damaged Vietnamese troops, even a well-equipped platoon was enough to kill them, let alone a company!
The entire company rushed toward the battlefield, representing the hope of all our soldiers.

At that moment, the Vietnamese company commander, seeing his unit charging towards them, shouted, "Retreat! Retreat!"

Unfortunately, the words got stuck in his throat when the bullet went straight in, causing him to collapse and never get up again.

Watching the changes on the battlefield.

Zhou Xu was finally able to relax his last line of defense, and his eyes slowly closed.

He heard shouts: "Comrade! Comrade! Are you alright? I'll take you to get treatment! We're from the 1st Company of the XX Regiment!!"

Zhou Xu nodded with his last bit of strength.

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The 54th Army Command Post, Propaganda Department News Section!
When Director Zhang Lingxiao heard the news from the front lines, he was also surprised: "What? The field hospital of the xxth Division has been attacked?!"

Soon, Zhang Lingxiao remembered Zhou Xu, whom he had transferred to the field hospital!
Zhou Xu wrote two reports.

One article was about soldier Chen Haisheng, and the other was about young soldier Zhang Moran. Both reports were published in the regimental newspaper and achieved good results.

The soldiers greatly admired Zhou Xu's novels and reports.

More importantly, Zhou Xu was originally a specially transferred soldier, so of course he would be anxious when his own men were killed!
He immediately asked, "Where is Comrade Zhou Xu?"

The hospital's political commissar, observing the battle situation outside, noted that the arrival of reinforcements had significantly improved the situation. However, he still couldn't ascertain Zhou Xu's condition. He could only say:
"Comrade Zhou Xu has joined the battle! His current situation is unknown!! However, thanks to Comrade Zhou Xu leading the company in a blocking action, the hospital is still... still relatively intact."

"..."

Zhang Lingxiao was even more surprised. Not only had he been attacked, but he had also taken the initiative to join the battle. He didn't know the specifics of Zhou Xu's situation.

But hearing the distant cannon fire, he felt...it was extremely dangerous.

Zhang Lingxiao quickly sent a message to Political Commissar Huang of the cultural troupe.

"What position has been attacked?!" Political Commissar Huang was quite surprised.

He was already quite helpless to leave Zhou Xu behind at the front line, but unexpectedly, this kind of thing happened.

Zhang Lingxiao sighed: "I don't know the specifics, but the war has already begun!"

"How is Zhou Xu doing now? He..." Political Commissar Huang was now feeling a little regretful that he hadn't provided Zhou Xu with a gun!
Is it possible that this child isn't so reckless and impulsive?
But another feeling welled up in their hearts: admiration! They never expected that Zhou Xu, as a reporter, would be so brave as to participate in the battle!

"I don't know the specifics, but they've already sent reinforcements to the company. My command post is nearby, so I'll go check it out! That's all for now!"

Zhang Lingxiao rubbed his head, looking very worried.

(End of this chapter)