Starting from 1950

(The plot involving Xiaoyu hitting the plane in chapters 48 and 50 has been revised.)

With the first battle over, both sides are now locked in a stalemate.

Our side has also begun to reinforce its troops.

Li Weixin was transferred to the 352nd Regiment of the 40th Army, where he served as the deputy platoon leader of the 1st Platoon of the 8th Company of the 3rd Battalion.

Master Li's truck was requisitioned, and this truckload of fried noodles was being delivered to the 352nd Regiment. The young soldier in charge of protecting this supply truck was also from the 352nd Regiment.

According to regulations, each supply vehicle must be accompanied by two people to protect the driver. It just so happened that Li Weixin was going to report to the 352nd Regiment, so they asked him to fill in and also gave him a ride.

Li Weixin was actually at the riverside camp last night, but he didn't meet Su Yang. Instead, he crossed the river early and waited on the other side for this morning's departure.

Su Yang also briefly told Li Weixin about his life in Shenzhou.

He didn't want to show off, but Master Li always interrupted and helped him brag.

He especially boasted about his achievements in catching rats.

In the end, not only was Li Weixin shocked, but the young soldier Wang Bao looked at him with admiration.

"By the way! What are you going to do now? Hai... your Xiaoyu has been found, are you planning to go back?" Li Weixin suddenly asked.

Su Yang fell silent.

Should we go back?

Xiaoyu almost died, and she herself was chased by planes like a stray rat.

The snow is still falling, and the road back is difficult to travel. It would be too frustrating to go back like this.

He hesitated for only two seconds before deciding to continue walking forward with Li Weixin and the others.

He wants to avenge Xiaoyu!

Okay, Su Yang admits that it's mainly because he has experience in killing.

He has absolutely no way to level up now, except by killing people!

And the battlefield is the best place to kill.

Moreover, protecting our homeland is everyone's responsibility.

Su Yang chuckled softly, gently stroking Xiao Yu in his arms, and replied to Li Weixin, "I still need to follow up on the feedback regarding the fried noodles."

But in his heart, he said, "Since I'm already here, let's do it!"

......

The snow fell heavier and heavier, showing no sign of stopping, so the four people and the bird had to stay crammed into the tent.

Xiao Yu nestled in Su Yang's arms, her injuries healing rapidly, even her lost feathers slowly regenerating.

According to Wang Bao, this place is 20 li away from Wenjing, where the 352nd Regiment is located.

However, if a truck were to risk traveling this short distance of twenty miles, the probability of an accident would be very high.

Li Weixin suggested that he and Wang Bao walk to Wenjing first to call people back to move supplies.

By the time Su Yang and Master Li arrived, it was already dark.

Li Weixin and his companion did not return together; instead, a total of more than a hundred people came, with a dozen torches burning stubbornly in the wind and snow.

"Comrade Li... Comrade Su! I am... Niu Chengcai, deputy battalion commander of the First Battalion." The leading officer, covered in snow from head to toe, pulled out his identification while panting heavily.

Driver Li, shivering, took the document, glanced at it, waved his hand, and urged in a trembling voice, "Hurry...hurry up and get everyone to unload the stuff from the carriage...if you come any later, I...I think I'll freeze to death!"

Niu Chengcai took a few deep breaths, then turned around and shouted, "Brothers, unload the truck!"

"yes!"

More than a hundred soldiers responded in unison.

They walked twenty miles through snow that was deep enough to bury half their calves, and now, before they could even catch their breath, they were back to work. Yet, no one complained, and many even had time to chat and laugh.

Su Yang was deeply moved as he watched.

The predecessors of this era, no matter how difficult the circumstances, were able to maintain their optimism. No wonder they were able to transform the world and now dare to fight 16 people in a foreign land, and will achieve victory in the future.

More than 4000 kilograms of fried noodles were carried by more than 100 people, with each person carrying an average of 34 kilograms!

Even the deputy battalion commander, Niu Chengcai, was no exception.

Su Yang wanted to help, but Niu Cheng pushed him away, saying, "How old are you? I don't know how you got here, but there are over a hundred grown men standing here, how can we let a kid like you do the work?"

In the end, Su Yang and driver Li could only carry the guns and ammunition from the cab and follow the soldiers of the 352nd Division, trudging forward through the wind and snow.

As for the trucks, they can only be camouflaged and hidden in the mountain valleys, and then driven back after the snow stops.

Five or six hours later, the group finally arrived at the Wenjing well.

"Good lad! You didn't fall behind the whole way! That's impressive!" Niu Cheng patted Su Yang on the shoulder and praised him.

He had already made preparations to have his men take turns carrying Su Yang along the way, but unexpectedly, Su Yang stubbornly followed the main group closely and did not fall behind at all.

Su Yang looked up and smiled at Niu Cheng, pretending to be out of breath, and even pretended to wipe non-existent sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, looking around at the military base.

This is a long, narrow valley, with two rows of tents set up against the mountainside, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Sentinel towers can be vaguely seen on both sides of the hillside.

It is a place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Upon seeing the grain transport team return, many soldiers came out of their tents to help carry the supplies into the large tent where they were stored.

Su Yang noticed that Xiao Yu in his arms was moving around, obviously because her injuries had healed a bit and she couldn't wait to come out for some fresh air.

He unbuttoned his cotton coat, and a fluffy little head popped out.

"Gah~!"

Su Yang observed it for a moment, then smiled. Xiao Yu's feathers had grown back more than halfway and it was estimated that it would be fully recovered by tomorrow morning.

"Has the grain been brought back? Has anyone said when the next batch will arrive?" A dignified voice came from behind, and a middle-aged soldier asked while buttoning his shirt.

Su Yang looked in the direction of the sound, and lo and behold! It was someone he knew.

"Greetings, Commander Luo!"

"You are... that kid from Zhou Zheng's factory?"

Luo Pojun has a very good memory. Even after three or four months, he can still recognize Su Yang, who had only taken a picture with him once outside Zhou Zheng's office.

"Yes! I am Su Yang, a pest control officer from the security department of Shenzhou Limin Flour Factory!"

"Pest control officer?" Luo Pojun asked in confusion.

Su Yang quickly explained, "It's specifically for catching rats."

Luo Pojun chuckled a few times upon hearing this, then asked, "How did a kid like you end up here?"

"Um... this batch of fried noodles includes my improved version, which I tested. As the inventor, I was asked to come to Andong with the truck to report to Chief Lan in person. I'm here... because I need to personally follow up on the consumption of the new fried noodles."

He spoke vaguely, only saying that he was asked to go to Andong and mentioning Chief Lan, but he did not say that he came to the front line without the approval of his superiors.

Luo Pojun's sharp eyes looked at Su Yang. Su Yang's heart skipped a beat. He forced himself not to show any fear and kept his eyes fixed on Luo Pojun without blinking.

Finally, Luo Pojun patted him on the shoulder meaningfully, "Since you're here, just come with us. We don't have any combat missions recently, so you won't be in any danger here."

Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally managed to fool them.

"Huh? What are you hiding in your arms?" Luo Pojun noticed that Su Yang was hiding something alive and asked curiously.

Su Yang took Xiao Yu, whose injuries had mostly healed, out of his arms without any hesitation.

"Hey! This is... a gyrfalcon?" Luo Pojun exclaimed in surprise.

"Comrade Xiao Su, are you selling your falcon?" He stared at Xiao Yu with shining eyes.

"Gah!"

Xiao Yu got angry and tried to peck Luo Pojun, but Su Yang quickly hugged it again.

"Ha ha! What a fine eagle! What a fine eagle!"

Luo Pojun laughed heartily, his eyes shining even brighter.

Before joining the team, his family were hunters, and he had hunted with his father when he was young. At that time, his father had also tamed a gyrfalcon.

Although that gyrfalcon was far inferior to the one in front of us, it still made great contributions to my father's hunting career.

It could be said that the gyrfalcon played a part in the fact that he didn't starve to death when he was a child.

Unfortunately, when his father's gyrfalcon was almost 10 years old, its "rebirth" failed, and it eventually died in despair.

Therefore, Luo Pojun understood the role of the gyrfalcon better than most people. After joining the army, he would often think about whether he could train a gyrfalcon to help scout out enemy positions.

"Xiaoyu is my partner and comrade-in-arms. How could I betray my comrade-in-arms?" Su Yang politely declined with a smile.

"Gah!" Xiaoyu exclaimed, seemingly echoing Su Yang's words.

"What a pity!"

Having said all that, Luo Pojun knew that it was unlikely he could get Su Yang to give up Xiaoyu.

Moreover, he knew that most gyrfalcons only recognize one master in their entire lives.