At Li Xiangyang's call, many soldiers from the 118th Division participated.

He Yuzhu followed Li Xiangyang's advice and went to the kitchen to borrow pots and pans. As expected, he was scolded by Squad Leader Cui.

"We were cooking and you took the food away. What should we do?"

Squad Leader Cui is an old comrade of the 118th Division. He joined the team as early as during the Anti-Japanese War. During difficult times, he often left food for others and refused to eat a single bite himself.

Therefore, the soldiers of the 118th Division all respected him very much.

He Yuzhu suffered a setback, but he was not going to give up easily.

Finally, he took advantage of Squad Leader Cui's inattention, quietly picked up the two basins, turned around and ran away.

"He Yuzhu, you little bastard!"

When Squad Leader Cui found out, he was so angry that he stomped his feet.

Others teamed up with the division's art soldiers to form a performance team.

That night, soldiers from all over the world sang folk songs from their hometowns, and the melodious songs lingered in the camp.

The other soldiers were banging pots and pans, making the place extremely lively.

In order to make the New Year atmosphere more intense, Li Xiangyang specially borrowed a radio from Wen Cheng.

A small radio was placed in the center of the soldiers, playing melodious opera music.

The soldiers were fascinated by what they heard and cheered loudly.

"Singing alone is boring, let's get some people who can dance!"

Li Xiangyang shouted.

Upon hearing this, all the soldiers began to back off.

It's okay to let them fight, but if they are asked to dance, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

"We've been through a hail of bullets, so why should we be afraid of dancing?"

Li Xiangyang pointed casually, "Li Jicheng, you go first!"

"I?!"

Li Jicheng was confused, he couldn't dance either!

"Comrades, do you want to see your battalion commander dance?"

Li Xiangyang said loudly.

"Come on, Battalion Commander, come on, one!"

The soldiers of the special forces battalion started to make a noise.

"What the hell, a bunch of idiots!"

Li Jicheng was so angry that his teeth were itching. "Wait until after the New Year, and see how I will train you!"

The soldiers of the special forces battalion were not afraid of the threats from their own battalion commander.

After all, you can't always see your battalion commander embarrassed.

With Li Jicheng taking the lead, others were no longer afraid and joined in.

The simple faces filled with smiles create a cheerful and festive picture.

"Where is our battalion commander?"

At this moment, the soldiers of the artillery battalion reacted.

Their battalion commander is missing!

"That kid He Yuzhu made squad leader Cui very angry, so I asked him to help squad leader Cui!"

Li Xiangyang said lightly.

Soon, the kitchen staff brought up the dumplings.

"Eat dumplings!"

The crystal clear dumplings look very tempting.

The soldiers couldn't wait any longer and started to pick up the dumplings and stuff them into their mouths, not caring even if they were so hot that they gasped for air.

"Pork and cabbage stuffing!"

A soldier shouted in surprise.

After hearing what he said, the other soldiers ate even faster.

This was the first time they had eaten dumplings in more than two years since entering North Korea.

Being able to eat dumplings in this foreign country is undoubtedly the happiest thing.

When the hot dumplings entered my stomach, my hometown became more flavorful at that moment.

"Commander, you eat dumplings too."

He Yuzhu handed the dumplings to Li Xiangyang and said resentfully.

Li Xiangyang couldn't help laughing and said, "You are so stupid that you got caught by squad leader Cui when you took something. If I don't punish you, how can I calm squad leader Cui's anger?"

"Master, you clearly asked me to get it..."

"fart!"

Li Xiangyang hit him on the head and slammed it, "Don't talk nonsense, kid!"

He Yuzhu's expression became even more resentful.

"Cough cough..."

Li Xiangyang felt embarrassed by his gaze, and immediately said: "Even if I asked you to go, wouldn't you find someone else? I think Chengzi is very suitable for this kind of thing!"

"That's right! Why didn't I think of that!"

He Yuzhu suddenly realized and immediately regretted it.

"Master, try this candy."

Division Political Commissar Xu Yaomin came over and handed a piece of fruit candy to Li Xiangyang.

After Chu Chuanyu was promoted to deputy commander of the 39th Army, the former political commissar of the 118th Division was also transferred to the 26th Army. Therefore, the superiors appointed a new division political commissar, who was Xu Yaomin.

Xu Yaomin is in his thirties this year. He has studied abroad and has broad knowledge. He joined our army during the War of Liberation.

After a few months, Li Xiangyang got along very well with him.

"Commissar Xu, do all the soldiers have them?"

Li Xiangyang asked.

Xu Yaomin smiled and said, "Don't worry, every soldier has one!"

Li Xiangyang finally felt relieved and tore off the sugar coating and put it in his mouth.

"When we first came to the Peninsula, we never dared to think that we could beat the Eagle Sauce!"

Looking at the soldiers celebrating happily, Xu Yaomin felt a little emotional.

Then, he took out a piece of completely deformed candy from his pocket and said, "This candy was given to me during the first Spring Festival. I never ate it!"

The battle situation was very urgent at the time. Although the soldiers were given candies, many of them were reluctant to eat them and kept them for later use.

So much so that when many people died, they still had that piece of candy in their pockets.

"At that time, I just wanted to keep a memory, but I didn't expect that I would keep it until today."

Xu Yaomin looked at Li Xiangyang and said, "Commander, how long do you think this battle will last?"

"It's almost over."

Li Xiangyang replied.

"Then I'll have to keep this candy for a while longer!"

Xu Yaomin smiled and put the deformed candy back into his pocket.

After Xu Yaomin left, Li Xiangyang slowly took out two pieces of candy from the space. They were the candies distributed during the first Spring Festival.

One of them was his own, and the other was given to him by Liu Dacheng.

The lively scene of the 118th Division soon attracted the attention of brother units, and they all joined in.

In the end, even the commander of the 40th Army, Wen Cheng, heard about it.

"Li Xiangyang is a kid who always comes up with something new!"

Wen Cheng said with a smile.

"Commander, why don't we go over and take a look!"

Deng Yue asked.

"Hahaha, it's New Year's Day, let's go and have some fun together!"

In this way, Wen Cheng and Deng Yue came to the 118th Division.

"Commander, Deputy Commander!"

Li Xiangyang quickly stepped forward to greet him.

"This party organized by your teacher is really great!"

Deng Yue looked around, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"It was your idea, wasn't it?"

Li Xiangyang nodded shyly, "It's not easy to celebrate the New Year, I want to make my comrades happy!"

"I think it would be better for you to join the art troupe!"

Deng Yue laughed out loud.

"I don't mind. No matter where I go, I'm serving the people!"

Li Xiangyang said with a smile.

"Hey! This kid is getting more and more smooth!"

Deng Yue pointed at Li Xiangyang in amazement.

"Don't even think about the art troupe. You'll have your own place to go!"

Wen Cheng patted Li Xiangyang on the shoulder and said, "After the war, you should go to Jinling, which is where you should be!"

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