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Chapter 111 The Second Night of the Volunteer Army

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The scene fell silent for a while.

The Seventh Company is a veteran. Even Xu Qing understands what it means to take over the battle during a battle: Usually, the unit in front has no combat effectiveness, has been disabled, or even lost...

"Why don't you say anything? We are the 27th Army, the [-]th Interlude Company!" Yu Congrong said with a smile as he watched everyone remain silent.

He pointed to Wu Qianli next to him: "Hey, this! Our company commander is called..."

"Let's go."

Qianli turned his head aside and saluted Yang Gensi: "Qilian, Wu Qianli."

Xu Qing also raised her hand: "Qilian, Wuwanli."

Yu Congrong immediately stood up straight: "And I... the Seventh Company, the assault platoon leader Yu Congrong!"

"Happy meeting!"

Yang Gensi saluted the big guy straight.

Qianli squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I have admired your name for a long time, Company Commander Yang, I have heard our battalion commander Tan Ziwei talk about you, a combat hero of the whole army."

"Old talk? Yes, we were in Beijing together last month..."

This Yang Gengsi, Company Commander Yang, also became happy when he heard this.

Talking again, it turns out that the Seventh Company and the Third Company even fought side by side in the few battles before liberation, but they didn't know it themselves, and such a little old relationship was immediately connected.

Among the soldiers, what can bring the sense of distance the most?

That must have been fighting together!

After experiencing day and night artillery fire, no matter which unit, the expression is tired or tense. It is difficult to have such a sense of security and relaxation when seeing former comrades-in-arms. kind.

Yang Gensi looked at Xu Qing's appearance, and then at the other soldiers. All of the Seventh Company were equipped with excellent American equipment, followed by a row of vehicles and guns. He was a little envious and even more curious.

He patted the exposed infantry cannons, with love in his eyes, he asked:

"Where do you go to the airport?"

Xu Qing said: "Southeast."

"Then we are not far away, let's hit the small high mountain in the south..." Yang Gensi hesitated for a while, then turned around and said, "At that time, we will attack, our area...can you help us to hit a few more times with this cannon?"

Xu Qing looked at Qianli.

Qianli looked at Lei Gong: "It's about the gun platoon."

Lei Gong was still sitting in the car watching the fun, but when he saw everyone looking at him, he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly put down the American brand cigarette he was smoking.He coughed a few times, stood up and nodded: "No problem, they are all from my family, you are satisfied!"

"That's right." Qianli nodded and settled down, "The purpose of these artillery shells is to give the Americans a good meal, and they will be hit wherever they go."

This Company Commander Yang immediately laughed happily. He has a thin face and looks very serious, but when he smiles, he is very friendly.

"Look at me..." He quickly rummaged through his pockets. After searching for a long time, he found a box of cigarettes wrapped in silk.

Everyone is still a little unclear, so the soldiers following him are eager to see.

Yang Gensi sent one to each of you: "Comrades, I don't have anything else to thank. This is a gift from an old man I met in Beijing. I usually find all the bastards under my hand. I almost missed it. They are hustling! Don't be disgusted, and don't be polite, it's nothing, just pick a rarity."

Xu Qing also took it.He doesn't smoke, but he doesn't turn down offers either.

"Commander Wu."

Yang Gensi carefully wrapped the remaining few cigarettes.

He thought for a while, then remembered and reminded: "According to the news from the front line, the US military's heavy firepower is located three kilometers outside the airport. Going forward, you have to be careful!"

"Understood! You too..."

The war is fierce, the schedule is urgent, no one can relax all the time, Yang Gensi nodded, looked at the sky and the troops waiting nearby, and was about to leave soon.

Xu Qing watched Yang Gensi and the soldiers around him go up the mountain, he turned his head on the hillside, and saluted again: "Seventh Interlude Company, I remember you, fight hard——I'm waiting for you gun!"

"We remember you too!"

Xu Qing waved to everyone.

These soldiers, they wear Gong-style long-handled grenades around their waists, their cotton clothes are not as good as the Seventh Company, and their weapons and equipment are not as good as the Seventh Company, but they are all in high spirits and have a high spirit.

After Yang Gensi left, the surrounding teams quickly exchanged news, and the volunteer teams along the way all gave way to this "American" team.

Yang Gensi and his soldiers took a long look at the Seventh Company, and then disappeared under the ridge.

The convoy also restarted.

"Yang Gensi, Gensi..."

Xu Qing remembered the correct words.

In the movie, it was Qianli who asked the artillery battalion to bomb a few more rounds in the direction of the Seventh Company, but at this time, it was the other team's turn to make this request to them.

The world is changing, but it doesn't seem to change?

Fate is so wonderful, he was thinking this way, the convoy had not been on the road for a few minutes, and suddenly people from the artillery camp came from behind.

"Wu Qianli—"

A soft and rough shout sounded behind them, Xu Qing immediately turned around, and another marching team came from the west, and in the darkening night, they could be seen also loaded with American equipment, cars and Brand new infantry gun.

A man was sitting in the car ahead, looking at them with a smile on his face.

Xu Qing saw that this person was very familiar.

Lei Gong shivered slightly as he smoked a cigarette: "Well, a company commander Yang just left, and another battalion commander Yang came..."

"I said who has such a loud voice!" Qianli also laughed.

He jumped out of the car and walked over, hugging the visitor hard.He and this Battalion Commander Yang are old acquaintances. They have known each other since a long time ago, when they were still big soldiers. Although there was friction between them and the Seventh Company, it was a competition of love and killing each other.

"Old Yang, how are you playing?"

The commander of the artillery battalion looked dusty. His beard hadn't been shaved for many days and was growing thickly. There were bloodstains on his face and marks of battle on his body.

Xu Qing looked at the team behind him, the artillery battalion obviously had a lot of downsizing, many of them were wrapped in cloth, and their spirits were not very good.

"of course!"

He smiled heartily: "Our artillery battalion makes a move, so naturally we can catch it with our hands. No, you see - our carload of American belongings."

The convoy continued to move, Battalion Commander Yang and Qian Liyi climbed onto the railing and got into Xu Qing's car. There were quite a lot of people, so they squatted down on the back of the car.

Battalion Commander Yang took the cigarette from Qianli's hand and happily chatted with Xu Qing and the others. He took two puffs and asked:

"What kind of smoke is this? It smells weird."

Looking back thousands of miles: "It was given by a company commander of the [-]th Army, and it was brought back from Beijing. He just left."

Battalion Commander Yang's originally frowning brows relaxed immediately: "...that's a good cigarette, I'm not used to it."

He immediately smoked a few big puffs, and when he got to the end, he didn't want to throw the cigarette butt away until his hands were hot. He then threw it away and stood up. He patted the car: "You guys are not bad! There are so many cars, and the clothes are similar to those in the United States. Like a human being, how many enemies have you beaten?"

"One regiment, all of them were wiped out by Qilian!" Qianli narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Nonsense—I recognize your Seventh Company's ability. If you can destroy a regiment, I'll see you all going backwards!" Battalion Commander Yang didn't believe it.

Everyone looked at each other, Xu Qing, Yu Congrong, Song Weiguo and the others looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at..."

Yu Congrong smiled and said earnestly: "Then when you grow old, you will have to go back to walking on your head!"

Battalion Commander Yang opened his eyes wide and looked at the crowd, who nodded with a smile.

Xu Qing: "The polar bear group has been wiped out by us!"

Battalion Commander Yang took another cigarette, and the match burned out, he was a little stunned: "... really awesome."

Seeing his appearance, everyone laughed. In front of familiar people, they did not hide their pride and joy in winning such a big victory.

Yu Congrong looked left and right outside the car, and suddenly said: "Old Yang..."

"It's Battalion Commander Yang." Qianli glared at him.

"Yes yes yes... Battalion Commander Yang, what about the little soldier who was behind your ass the day before yesterday, why didn't you come over to say hello?"

"Xiao Kong..." Battalion Commander Yang's surprise and joy when he learned about it just now faded visibly with the naked eye.

"he?"

Yu Congrong looked at his expression and instantly understood.

He opened his mouth and swallowed what he wanted to say.

The originally warm atmosphere in the carriage was gradually understood as they talked, and the air seemed to be suffocated.

"Who?"

A soldier didn't know who it was, and asked in a low voice.

Xu Qing immediately remembered who Yu Congrong was talking about—the young soldier following Battalion Commander Yang, the artillery battalion's loader, Kong Qingsan.

They met in the snow, exchanged a few words, and asked him how to kill the enemy. He remembered very well. The scenes of walking and chatting in the snow at that time soon surfaced in his memory. In front of...

Kong Qingsan spoke very stubbornly, with a particularly serious energy on his body, which impressed him very deeply.

Battalion Commander Yang looked at everyone's eyes and said regretfully:

"Last night, there was no fort on our mountain, and the cannon could not be fired steadily. The enemy beat our leading troops to the high ground, so Xiao Kong kept silent and used his body to hold the cannon base. A cannon shot, it bounced off, the enemy was blown up...but he was gone too."

He said it lightly, but everyone could hear how tragic the scene was.

Battalion Commander Yang said: "He was the first soldier in our artillery battalion to sacrifice himself last night. It was also after his sacrifice that he inspired everyone and fought desperately on the high ground. Only then did the Americans drive back and surrendered. These new guys are doing..."

Xu Qing understood that this was another hero who quietly used his life to fight for victory for other comrades in arms.

He died silently, but without hesitation.

"It's kind."

Qianli was also silent for a while listening: "The sacrifice was not in vain."

Battalion Commander Yang nodded, knowing what he meant.

"I hope you will live one by one."

"Bah, bah, bah, once you say that, I have to go!"

"You talk too much."

Qianli cursed with a smile.

However, seeing that Battalion Commander Yang had overturned the car and was really about to leave, he still stretched out his head and shouted: "Yang Debiao, you fucking have to live! I'll buy you a drink when you go back, not just smoking - remember! "

Xu Qing looked sideways.

This was the first time he had heard the name of this Battalion Commander Yang.

It’s like this when you meet friends and neighbors. You may only know one title, one characteristic, young or old, black-faced or good at fighting, and there are a lot of nicknames...

But it's rare to know someone's full name.

"See you!"

Battalion Commander Yang patted the ashes on his body, and left without saying a word, but shook his hand slightly in the cold wind.

(End of this chapter)