1978: A Literary Giant Who Began His Military Service

Chapter 56 Cleaning Up Battle Records (Published early today)
The fighting on the front lines started and ended quickly, and the arrival of the support company was a devastating blow to the monkey's agents.

Given the already heavy casualties, the well-equipped company naturally wiped out the enemy in one fell swoop and captured many of them.

Waiting for the battle to end.

The hospital's political commissar immediately ran out and into the air-raid shelter: "The battle is over! All doctors and nurses who are free, get ready! Everyone, go to the front and treat all the wounded soldiers!"

Everyone was thrilled upon hearing the news.

These soldiers were wounded and killed while protecting the field hospital, so the doctors and nurses naturally became even more active in post-war emergency care.

A group of people carrying stretchers and first-aid kits rushed toward the field hospital.

Li Xiaopan anxiously searched left and right, and finally spotted Zhou Xu's figure in a crowd of people, seeing that Zhou Xu was covered in injuries.

She quickly composed herself, got up to check his breathing, and then called out, "There are other injured comrades here!"

Upon hearing this, two or three more soldiers from the stretcher team ran over.

They immediately pulled Zhou Xu out of the pile of corpses. He was covered in blood, but fortunately, he had not suffered any fatal injuries, so his breathing was still normal.

At this moment, the hospital's political commissar kept shouting: "The first group of medical staff should keep an eye on the soldiers' vital signs, and report their blood pressure and heart rate every five minutes; the second group should push the spare plasma and hemostatic cotton to bed number three. More wounded soldiers will be brought over later, and we must not let the supplies run out!"

The cleanup is proceeding in an orderly manner ahead.

Some soldiers even went to the back to clear away the rubble from the mattresses to ensure the proper functioning of all the instruments.

……

Zhang Lingxiao is also at the front-line command post.

After the fighting on the front lines had died down, he came out of the command post and said, "Xiao Zhang, prepare a vehicle for me."

"Commander, there's still fighting over there!"

“It’s over. I’ll go check on things first. Regardless of whether Comrade Zhou Xu is injured or not, it’s our duty as reporters to report on the battle as soon as possible.” Zhang Lingxiao rubbed his forehead.

Zhou Xu was sent by the military region's cultural troupe for training, but unexpectedly, the field hospital he was assigned to was attacked.

What was even more unexpected was that, through the hospital's political commissar, Zhang Lingxiao learned that Zhou Xu had gone to guard the field hospital. In fact, no matter how many enemies he killed, Zhang Lingxiao felt that Zhou Xu's spirit was worthy of praise.

Moreover, Zhou Xu's reports were excellent, and he was a rare talent transferred from above; Zhang Lingxiao didn't want him to actually sacrifice himself.

After one hour.

The car was parked outside the hospital.

Looking at the bloody scene ahead, soldiers were collecting the enemy's corpses, preparing to burn them. As for our own soldiers' bodies, they were also put into vehicles and taken to the martyrs' cemetery.

"..."

By the time Zhang Lingxiao arrived, it was already past midnight. A beam of white light shone down from the sky and onto his car.

The fighting and cleaning here are over.

The sunlight caught Zhang Lingxiao's eye. He looked around the scene before walking over to Dr. Chen.

Looking at the camera on his body, Dr. Chen roughly guessed that it must be a colleague from the Arts and Literature Department.

"Where is Comrade Zhou Xu?" Upon hearing this, Dr. Chen immediately led the way: "Follow me!"

Seeing that Dr. Chen was walking into the hospital instead of leaving, Zhang Lingxiao felt a little relieved.

They followed him into the house.

After circling around twice, we arrived at the ward. Zhou Xu was in the innermost position, his whole body wrapped in bandages, still unconscious.

Zhang Lingxiao breathed a slight sigh of relief and immediately asked, "Doctor, how is he? Is his life in danger?"

Dr. Chen said, "His life is not in danger. He has multiple gunshot wounds, knife wounds, and was almost hit by artillery fire... But overall, fortunately, none of them hit any vital organs, so there is still hope."

"How long has he been unconscious?"

"It's been half a day already. Judging from the situation, I reckon Comrade Zhou Xu might have to stay in bed for another two or three days." Dr. Chen looked at Zhou Xu, who was wrapped in bandages and had a glucose drip attached to him.

Hearing the noise outside, the hospital's political commissar rushed over.

"Comrade Political Commissar!"

"You must be... Comrade Zhang Lingxiao from the press office!" The hospital's political commissar immediately recognized Zhang Lingxiao and extended his hand to shake his hand.

"Ah."

After seeing Zhang Lingxiao, the hospital's political commissar said with some emotion and gratitude, "This battle was all thanks to Comrade Zhou Xu!"

When Zhang Lingxiao was notified, Zhou Xu's achievements had not yet been known or tallied. However, after a brief summary of Zhou Xu's contributions overnight, even the hospital's political commissar was astonished.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Lingxiao looked at the hospital's political commissar with a surprised expression.

Some cultural troupe soldiers have achieved outstanding results, but that's nothing short of a miracle.

The political commissar looked at Zhou Xu with a hint of excitement: "Comrade Zhou Xu eliminated eight enemies with just a pistol!!! He then eliminated ten more enemies using his comrades' rifles, and finally, through sheer willpower, he assassinated and wounded nearly seven more enemies!"
In this battle, Comrade Zhou Xu alone eliminated twenty-five enemy soldiers! His contribution is indelible! Comrade Zhou Xu is a hero of our field hospital!

"..."

Hearing this number and this record, Zhang Lingxiao was momentarily surprised and stunned.

I was genuinely stunned for quite a moment.

Zhang Lingxiao originally thought that Zhou Xu had the courage to go to the battlefield and the courage to guard the field hospital. For an art troupe soldier, this was a self-sacrificing act that deserved praise!
But he didn't expect that Zhou Xu not only killed enemies, but also killed twenty-five! Such an impressive record!

Although there are heroic figures in the army who have entered and exited the military three times and destroyed a command post by themselves, Zhou Xu is definitely not comparable to those specialized combat personnel!

He was already outstanding among most ordinary soldiers and a group of cultural performers!

This record alone is enough to warrant a promotion.

Slightly surprised, Zhang Lingxiao stared at Zhou Xu lying on the bed, his mouth agape. He stammered, "Really...? Really?"

"Of course it's true!! I guarantee it with my own integrity. When I was contacting reinforcements, I saw Comrade Zhou Xu shooting at the enemy!" the hospital's political commissar said.

A soldier from the same company next to him, supporting his arm and leaning against the bed, said, "Yes! Comrade Zhou Xu and I were standing in the same trench! If it weren't for Comrade Zhou Xu's protection, I might have been killed in the trench too!"
He single-handedly held off thousands of troops, even standing at the very front to shield us from enemy bullets! Comrade Zhou Xu was a hero.

"..."

Zhang Lingxiao was still in a daze as he listened to the group recounting their battle achievements. Zhou Xu had almost wiped out a third of the enemy's entire company by himself.
(End of this chapter)