Volume 1: The First Battle Chapter 6 Hero
The mountain is still the same quiet mountain, but it is covered with dark red bloodstains and lifeless corpses; the river is still the same slowly flowing river, but there are many dazzling red streaks in the water; the valley is still the same narrow valley, but it is filled with suffocating gunpowder smoke; the trench is still the same winding trench, but I, who am in the trench, have undergone a drastic change in my psychology.
I really killed people, I said to myself over and over again in my heart, I really killed people, and I killed them so naturally and so cruelly. I used to be afraid of the dying struggle of a chicken, but I killed six people so cleanly and neatly in an instant. If the four enemies had not surrendered, I believe I would have increased the number to ten without hesitation.
I remembered the pale faces of the enemies who died at my hands, their fear, the blood gushing from their chests, and the light that had been lost in their eyes...
"Comrade, have a drink of water." Xiao Shandong handed me a kettle with a smile, but I always felt that there was something strange in this smile.
"Thanks!"
I took the kettle and put it in my mouth, thinking that the water could moisten my parched throat, but I was choked by an unexpected stimulation and started coughing. I soon understood the secret behind Xiao Shandong's strange smile, the kettle was filled with wine instead of water. There was a burst of laughter in the trench, and the one who laughed the most was Xiao Shandong who teased me.
"Our hero can't drink!" Little Shandong was so excited that he danced and almost somersaulted in the trench.
"Hero?" This word seems strange and distant ...
"That's right!" Hu Zi, with a large piece of gauze wrapped around his chest, limped to my side, sat down with difficulty, and said, "Comrade, I was wrong. I, Hu Zi, have been on the battlefield for ten years. Killing a few reactionaries and capturing a few alive is nothing, but using a pickaxe to chop down three and capture four is the first time I've seen it. Comrade, have some guts..."
Huzi took out a pack of shriveled "Da Shengchan" from his inner shirt pocket, threw one to me, took one himself and put it in his mouth, and introduced himself: "My name is Li Hu, comrades, please give me the honor and call me Tiger or Huzi."
"Cui Wei, my name is Cui Wei." I lit the cigarette and took a puff. I couldn't help but frowned, looked at the cigarette in my hand and coughed slightly. It was choking, spicy and bitter... The "Da Shengchan" brand of cigarettes may be good cigarettes in this era, but they are still far from modern filters.
"Um, Brother Huzi..." I remembered the previous bet and couldn't help but look at Huzi's big feet awkwardly. Although I killed six and captured four, Huzi's extraordinary performance on the battlefield meant that at least a dozen enemies fell at his hands.
"You don't consider us brothers anymore, do you?" Hu Zi seemed to see through my thoughts and laughed heartily: "You gave me my life, so how can I expect you to wash my feet?"
The soldiers around me also laughed softly, and the comrades passing by patted my shoulders from time to time. At this moment, I suddenly felt how kind and lovely these people were, and I seemed to have integrated into them and become a part of them.
What I didn’t know was that a farce was taking place in Wenjing, just over 20 kilometers away from the position.
Chen Hanxing stood on a high platform in Wenjing, looking through a telescope at the bursts of black smoke rising in the distance. His thick brows frowned slightly, and a feeling of uneasiness slowly rose in his heart again.
"Colonel!" Chen Hanxing turned to a tall man beside him with a high spirit and said, "Colonel, should we reconsider the reinforcement? The enemy must be quite strong If we rush to reinforce them rashly, will it be..."
"Lieutenant Colonel Chen (equivalent to the deputy regiment commander or battalion commander) is worrying too much." Li Zhongzhen chuckled, and a hint of disdain appeared on his handsome and fair face: "Lieutenant Colonel Chen, after the Incheon landing, how many people and guns can the People's Army have left? All the heavy weapons were dropped on our land. What's more, we have the powerful mechanized forces of the United States as a backing behind us."
"Hanxing Jun..." Li Zhongzhen pointed the black whip in his hand towards the distance and said proudly, "Two hundred miles ahead, you can drink water from the Yalu River. Can you imagine? The great cause of unifying Korea was accomplished in our hands. Tell me, what an honor it would be to tell our descendants about this."
"The People's Army is indeed nothing to worry about." Seeing the colonel's optimism, Chen Hanxing became even more worried: "But the Chinese have repeatedly issued warnings..."
"Ha... it's just bluffing." Li Zhongzhen smiled and shook his head, pacing confidently and said: "What's more, with our current military strength and current marching speed, even if the Chinese send troops , it will be difficult for them to gain a foothold."
"Pass the order!" Li Zhongzhen ordered the messenger without turning his head: "Support Liangshuidong with all your strength and eliminate all resistance forces..."
