Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

Zhao Cheng waited alone at the rear guard post for a month. Although he was somewhat worried about the safety of the commandos, he also knew that for these military masters, this was nothing. The military masters of this era were all forged in battle, while many of the military masters of later generations were trained. There was no comparison.

By November 5, some of the assessment team members began to return.

"Report to the instructor comrade, the first combat team of the second assault squad of the commando team has completed the mission and returned. In this operation, we attacked one battalion-level headquarters of the Great American Army and two corps-level headquarters of the South Korean Army! These are the captured epaulettes and flags!" Then the leader of the assault team placed a backpack in front of Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng opened it and took a look. The epaulettes and flags were correct, so Zhao Cheng nodded.

"Very good, you have passed the assessment. Go down and have a rest! Rest well. I guess when they all come back and you complete the assessment task, someone will come to pick you up!" said Zhao Cheng.

"Yes!" The team leader saluted and led the soldiers down.

From that day on, the commandos returned one after another. However, Zhao Cheng was relieved that no one was killed, only a dozen or so were slightly injured, and most of them returned without any injuries.

I don’t know if this group of people had discussed it beforehand, but what they brought back were basically a mixture of mission items from the South Korean Army and the Great American Army.

Two groups may have confused people, one raided John Bull's battalion headquarters, and the other raided Greece's battalion headquarters. However, these two groups were more ruthless in South Korea, and both were division-level headquarters.

With the return of the last group of commandos, everyone completed the assessment task. Zhao Cheng taught everything he needed to teach and felt that his mission was completed. Zhao Cheng felt a lot more relaxed.

"Commander, I have finished training you. 88 people took the assessment, and 88 passed! All of them passed the assessment!" Zhao Cheng said to the commander.

"Okay, okay!" the commander said three good words in a row. "Zhao Cheng, what are your plans next?" the commander asked.

"I'm going back to the army! Where else can I go?" Zhao Cheng asked curiously.

"But the combat mission of your 116th Division has basically ended, and the large-scale fighting in the North Korean battlefield has basically ended. There are basically only sporadic exchanges of fire! If you go back now, you will just train the troops. How about it? Do you want to go to Harbin with me?" The commander still couldn't let go of the temptation to persuade Zhao Cheng to go to Harbin with him.

When Zhao Cheng saw the commander's expression, he felt both amused and helpless.

"My comrade commander, can you please let me go? I won't go to Harbin with you. Since the fighting on the North Korean battlefield is basically over, can I go back to Peiping and continue to be my deputy director?" Zhao Cheng asked tentatively.

Hearing that Zhao Cheng actually wanted to go home directly and was unwilling to go to Harbin with him, the commander had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​bringing Zhao Cheng to him.

"Do you want to retire directly?" asked the commander.

"Well, I came to participate in this war mainly to take part in the fighting. Now that the large-scale war is over, I will go home and continue to be my deputy director. It's a good opportunity to go home and see my children! After all, I have been away for two years!" said Zhao Cheng.

The commander considered it for a moment and felt that even if Zhao Cheng returned to the North Korean battlefield, there wouldn't be much fighting for him to participate in. Since Zhao Cheng didn't want to go to Harbin with him, he should just go home. After all, he had served his country well enough, so he couldn't expect too much. Zhao Cheng was only a young man in his twenties, so he couldn't be expected to do everything alone, right?

"Okay, you wait here first, I will ask for you as soon as possible. If conditions permit, I will let you go home as soon as possible!" said the commander in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Commander!" Zhao Cheng was really grateful to the Commander. After all, without him, Zhao Cheng would not be able to join the organization now. Moreover, with the Commander's reputation, Zhao Cheng would be safe even if the wind blew. After all, in addition to the Commander, Zhao Cheng's introducer was Kong Jie!

In this way, Zhao Cheng completely relaxed at the left-behind place. Every day when he had nothing to do, he would go to the commando training camp to watch the training of the new recruits.

Of the 88 people who passed the assessment, only eight are left behind, and the others have all been sent to the battlefield. After all, they were trained to prepare for war.

These eight people are responsible for training the next batch of personnel. The new soldiers participating in the training are all elite soldiers carefully selected from the troops who came down from the North Korean battlefield for rest. Although not all of them are first-class heroes like the first batch, they are not much different!

Moreover, not all the troops participating in the training this time are from the Third Corps. After all, the Third Corps is currently fighting in the Battle of Shangganling and it is impossible for them to be withdrawn.

But Zhao Cheng knew that the Third Corps had also produced a "Hundred Generals Regiment" in this battle. The Battle of Shangganling had produced too many first-class, second-class and even special-class heroes!

Zhao Cheng could only watch with envy. After all, Zhao Cheng still belonged to the 116th Division of the 39th Army, and the Battle of Shangganling had nothing to do with him.

Speaking of the new recruits for this training, they come from all the corps, and can basically be said to be selected from the entire army! Moreover, their training is becoming more and more formalized, unlike the first batch, which was a review while training.

In December 1952, Zhao Cheng's retirement was approved, marking the end of his service in North Korea. Having spent two years away from home, Zhao Cheng had been awarded four individual first-class merits and three collective first-class merits. It was a truly fruitful return.

When Zhao Cheng boarded the train back to Peking from Dandong, all eight instructors from the assault team came to see him off. The commander, who was away on business, had specially arranged for his own guards to come and see him off. They also gave him many gifts captured on the battlefield. He even gave him his own pistol in recognition of his contributions.

After three days and two nights on the train, Zhao Cheng finally returned to the city of Beiping after being away for more than two years.

At the Peking Railway Station, Zhao Cheng, wearing a brand new military uniform and carrying a small bag, walked out of the railway station. Looking at the people coming and going in front of the station, Zhao Cheng felt as if he was in another world.

Since Zhao Cheng hadn't informed his family or the institute of his return, no one came to greet him, so he had no choice but to walk back on his own.

With a creaking sound, a tricycle stopped in front of Zhao Cheng. "Officer Zhao, are you back? Hurry up and get in. I'll take you home!"

"Oh, Cai Quanwu, are you still pulling the cart here?" Zhao Cheng looked at Cai Quanwu in front of him and felt that the world was really small. He saw an acquaintance as soon as he got off the train.

"Hey, I'm not well educated, and there's nothing I can do except pulling a cart! No more talking, Officer Zhao, get in the car quickly!" Cai Quanwu came down, took Zhao Cheng's backpack and put it on the car, then pushed Zhao Cheng onto the tricycle.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Cai." Zhao Cheng didn't act pretentiously. After all, who would want to walk when they can take a car?

"Oh, that's right, let's go!" Cai Quanwu happily pulled Zhao Cheng towards Nanluoguxiang.