"Platoon Leader He, your leg... are you sure you don't want to rest anymore? Not only did we complete the task of laying telephone lines as planned, we also killed so many enemies. It can be said that everything was perfect. Perhaps... you've fought enough. Don't hurt yourself." Meng Liehuo looked at He Yuzhu's still bruised and swollen legs, and said with some reluctance.

He Yuzhu is not only decisive when killing enemies.

He was even crueler to himself.

He was deeply impressed by Meng Liehuo and other soldiers.

He Yuzhu looked towards the 7th Company with a deep look in his eyes: "Don't be arrogant when you win, and don't be discouraged when you lose. Don't judge a hero by a single moment. We still have to hurry back to the 7th Company in case there are other tasks that require manpower. My minor injury is nothing. The overall situation is more important."

After applying ice and massaging his legs himself, He Yuzhu was sure that although his legs still hurt, the pain would not get worse.

"it is good."

Meng Liehuo nodded slightly.

He learned something new from following He Yuzhu.

"We are hardworking and brave

Independence and freedom are our ideals

How much suffering have we overcome?

Only then did I get today’s…”

On the way back to the 7th Company, He Yuzhu and others sang loudly.

Some soldiers sacrificed their lives in the process of setting up the communication network this time, but more importantly, we won a great victory, which should be celebrated.

"Woooooooo..."

After singing the song, He Yuzhu found that Zhao Dazhuang was crying.

Zhao Dazhuang is 1.95 meters tall, with muscles all over his body. He has the strength to uproot weeping willow trees. Tears really don't match his image.

"You cry so hard."

Ji Bochang said to Zhao Dazhuang.

What he hates most in his life is people's sissy noises.

He didn't expect that Zhao Dazhuang, who had killed so many enemies, would do such a thing in front of him.

Goosebumps all over my body.

Zhao Dazhuang said: "Singing songs of my motherland in a foreign country, I suddenly miss home. I have an elderly mother, a young brother, and a mean neighbor. I miss them so much during my absence. I am also afraid that they will be bullied by the neighbors when I am not at home."

Beneath Zhao Dazhuang's fierce appearance, he has a kind and sensitive heart.

All silence.

Everyone misses home.

He Yuzhu said: "We fight in a foreign country to protect our country and our family. Otherwise, the border will be constantly watched by the US coalition forces, which is unsafe."

Everyone understands the significance of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea.

But the feeling of missing family is something that no one can give up.

"Da da da……"

"boom!"

"Da da da……"

When they were about to reach the 7th Company camp, He Yuzhu and others heard a burst of gunfire and artillery fire.

"It's coming from the direction of our 7th Company camp."

"We were attacked!"

Meng Liehuo said.

"Run forward!"

He Yuzhu said.

After running about a mile, we could see that the 7th Company was being attacked by a battalion of troops.

Looking at the enemy's uniforms, they were from the 1st Division of South Korea.

The 382st Division of South Korea is stationed in Yunshan, which is not close to Liangshuidong, but not far either. This time they are attacking a camp alone, and it must be a surprise attack. I believe they will retreat within half an hour to prevent the large force of the nd Regiment from coming to support and thus encircle them.

March and fight.

The most taboo thing is to be attacked from both sides.

"beat!"

He Yuzhu said.

How could he just stand by and watch when his own company was attacked?

Not to mention it’s just a battalion of three or four hundred people.

I am not afraid of any rain column even with ten thousand people.

Killer God.

It means having courage that is unmatched by ten thousand men.

"Da da da……"

"Da da da……"

He Yuzhu opened fire first, followed by Meng Liehuo and others.

He Yuzhu led the 9th and 10th squads, as well as half of the regiment's telephone squad, nearly twenty people in total. Twenty semi-automatic rifles fired continuously, and the firepower was quite fierce. Since they were hitting the enemy's back, they killed more than a dozen enemy soldiers in the first round of shooting.

He Yuzhu did not calculate how many enemies he had killed.

But it has exceeded a hundred people.

The war has only just begun.

He Yuzhu didn't know how many enemy soldiers he could kill in this war alone.

"Get down!"

"Reload."

When everyone had used up all their bullets in the first wave, He Yuzhu immediately signaled the soldiers to lie down behind the slope and reload bullets.

The 312th Battalion of the st Division of South Korea noticed the situation on He Yuzhu's side and immediately sent a company over. At one time, dozens of grenades flew over the heads of He Yuzhu and others.

"Grass!"

"This is too much emphasis on us."

"Back off!"

When He Yuzhu saw the parabolic grenade, he immediately stood up and ordered others to retreat with him.

"boom!"

A soldier from Class 10 ran a little slowly, and several grenades exploded right under his feet.

The soldier was blown away.

This caused some casualties to the 1st platoon again.

"Made."

He Yuzhu cursed angrily.

He attached great importance to the lives of his soldiers, and He Yuzhu was extremely angry.

"Da da da……"

"Da da da……"

He Yuzhu exposed half of his body and used a Garand M1 semi-automatic rifle to shoot at an enemy company.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Three South Korean soldiers from the 1st Division fell dead to the ground.

He Yuzhu shot him into a colander.

Even if he killed three more people, He Yuzhu still felt unsatisfied.

The life of any Wansui Army soldier is precious.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

The 50st and 1th Companies of the 28th Battalion rushed over to support the 7th Company.

There were bursts of shouts.

"Reinforcements are coming."

"beat!"

"Hit me hard!"

He Yuzhu smiled immediately when he saw the 1st and 28th Companies behind him, but he also broke into a cold sweat for the 7th Company, as the reinforcements had finally arrived.

The commander of the 312th Battalion of the 50st Division of South Korea was stunned when he heard the voices of other companies of the th Battalion. They used their own support efficiency to boast about the Wansui Army. Facts have proved that they were wrong. The support efficiency of the Wansui Army was not something that their st Division of South Korea could imagine. It was too fast. The Wansui Army was not afraid of fatigue or hardship. In every war, the Wansui Army was creating legends, turning the impossible into possible, and breaking one shackle after another.

"retreat!"

"retreat!"

The commander of the 312th Battalion of the South Korean st Division said loudly.

Four or five hundred people retreated quickly.

There were also two half-track armored vehicles and a tank that turned around and retreated.

"damn thing!"

"Want to run!?"

"not that simple!"

"Da da da……"

Meng Liehuo fired continuously with a light machine gun.

The other soldiers also fired at the 312th Battalion of the st Division of South Korea.

"Don't chase!"

"Be careful, the enemy has troops to support them!"

"Or what if it's a trap."

"Besides, the other party's combat effectiveness is still very strong."

When He Yuzhu saw that someone wanted to chase, he immediately took people from Class 9, Class 10 and the telephone class to stop them.

"No pursuit."

"Shoot where you are."

The commander of the 50th Battalion felt that what He Yuzhu said made a lot of sense.

Even if they didn't pursue them, they still killed half a hundred soldiers from the 312th Battalion of the st Division of South Korea.

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