Courtyard House: He Yuzhu Joins the Army, Presses an AK-47 with One Hand

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

He Yuzhu counted down the time of the explosion.

He suddenly leaped forward at great speed.

"Boom!"

The explosion was so loud it nearly ruptured eardrums and shattered brains into a pulpy mess, with flames shooting into the sky.

The tank was overturned.

The tracks burst open, scattering a large amount of debris.

"boom!"

He Yuzhu was thrown even further by the explosion in mid-air, and crashed in front of Wu Qianli and the other soldiers of the 7th Company.

"Comrade He Yuzhu!"

"Comrade He Yuzhu!"

Wu Qianli and the soldiers of the 7th Company quickly carried He Yuzhu to a place with a mountain wall for cover.

He Yuzhu slowly opened his eyes.

He was just a little blinded by the explosion.

"I am fine."

He Yuzhu said.

"kill!"

“Kill them all!”

Wu Qianli patted He Yuzhu's shoulder and ordered his soldiers to annihilate the entire South Korean 3rd Division squad. Thanks to He Yuzhu's single-handed ignition of the explosive charge, which killed almost half of the enemy, and the enemy was stunned by the explosion, Wu Qianli and his men killed the second wave of enemy soldiers with almost zero casualties.

Wu Qianli didn't personally go to collect the spoils of war, but came over and shook hands with He Yuzhu again.

"Comrade He Yuzhu."

"Many thanks."

“You’re not even a soldier of our 27th Army.”

"But it puts you in life-or-death situations."

"I don't even know what to say."

Wu Qianli felt a little embarrassed, in addition to being grateful to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu smiled casually: "We are all Chinese, we are all Chinese soldiers, we are all one family. As long as we can kill the enemy, that is the best outcome. We are all the same."

"salute!"

Wu Qianli saluted He Yuzhu.

Everyone in the 7th Company saluted He Yuzhu.

"Company commander."

“联系到20军的10连了，他们在5点钟方向，奉命去参与疏通59师和第32师联络路线的任务。”

A messenger came over and said to Wu Qianli.

He Yuzhu naturally heard this as well.

"Company Commander Wu."

"If that's the case, I won't bother you any further."

"I have to get back to my unit."

He Yuzhu said.

"and many more."

"Get on your bicycle."

"We can catch up even faster."

Wu Qianli said.

He felt uneasy if he didn't give He Yuzhu something.

Fortunately, their team had captured a bicycle.

Chapter 12 Yan Jiecheng bullies He Yushui

Bicycles are not uncommon in warfare. In fact, in the modern era, riding bicycles in guerrilla warfare can greatly improve the mobility and flexibility of the troops. In many battles throughout history, large-scale bicycle armies have appeared.

Soon, Wu Qianli personally pushed the bicycle in front of He Yuzhu.

"Company Commander Wu."

"After this parting, I don't know when we'll meet again."

"If we are destined to meet again after the war ends, we must drink and celebrate together."

He Yuzhu saluted Wu Qianli and the soldiers of the 7th Company, then rode away on his bicycle.

We've all been through life and death together.

Is there any bond in the world stronger than one forged through life and death together?

He Yuzhu rode away on his bicycle.

……

same time.

No. 95, Nanluoguxiang.

Four-year-old He Yushui was digging wild sweet potatoes on Xishan Mountain, imitating the adults around her with a small shovel.

Even though He Yushui was weak from hunger, she kept digging into the ground.

As long as she digs up a large wild sweet potato, she can have a full meal.

At least a hundred people are digging for wild sweet potatoes throughout the entire Xishan area.

Whoever digs first gets to eat first.

Finding it is like making a profit.

"Hey yo".

"really not bad."

The three uncles of the courtyard, Yan Bugui, and his wife and aunts had already dug up more than half a basket of wild sweet potatoes and were beaming with joy.

Turning her head, the Third Aunt saw Liu Haizhong's wife, the Second Aunt, leading Liu Guangqi and Guangfu, who had already dug up a full basket. The Third Aunt's smile froze, and her face turned icy cold: "Jiecheng, Jiefang, you two hurry up! How come Liu Haizhong's family dug up more than us? Why are they so lucky?"

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang went into "mad dog mode," frantically digging with shovels.

Too many people are digging sweet potatoes.

This was in the 50s, a time of food shortages.

The economy is experiencing a slight downturn.

Who would complain about having too many sweet potatoes in the kitchen?

Food is the lifeblood of us.

"Wow."

"Finally, we dug up a sweet potato."

Four-year-old He Yushui kept digging in the soft soil.

Finally, we dug out a sweet potato.

He Yushui smiled brightly.

Innocent and naive.

Cut the vines.

She held the sweet potato in her palm and looked at it happily from left to right.

She thought to herself that if her brother were home, he would definitely start a fire and roast sweet potatoes for her right now.

My brother's roasted sweet potatoes were fragrant and crispy.

She was drooling.

unexpected.

A pair of large hands snatched the sweet potato that He Yushui was holding in both hands.

"what."

He Yushui was taken aback.

Looking up, he saw Yan Jiecheng, the fourteen-year-old eldest son of Yan Bugui.

Yan Jiecheng sneered at He Yushui: "You've been digging next to our house for so long, this sweet potato belongs to our family. Consider it the land occupation fee you paid. You can dig it again, and the next one is yours."

He Yushui's eyes immediately turned red when her sweet potatoes were snatched away.

"This isn't your land."

"Anyone can dig it."

"Why are you stealing my sweet potato?"

He Yushui was unwilling to give up and rushed forward to take back the sweet potato.

"Screw you."

Yan Jie slapped He Yushui on the head, pushing her to the ground.

When He Yuzhu was around, Yan Jiecheng suffered a lot of bullying from He Yuzhu.