Volume 2 The Second Battle Chapter 1 Female Translator
After the snow, the sky cleared up and the sun shone brightly.
After waking up, I felt much more energetic. Although there were still some gunshots coming from the distance from time to time, it was nothing compared to the hail of bullets in the past few days. Even the frozen crows seemed to be familiar with the gunshots and were standing lazily on the dead branches basking in the sun.
"Comrade, are you awake?" Following a pleasant mezzo-soprano voice, a female volunteer soldier stood in front of me with her back to the sun. The golden light behind her made her stretch out her hands to me like an angel who was saving me from suffering.
"Comrade! Have a glass of water first." She squatted down and handed me a glass of steaming water. Only then did I see her appearance clearly.
She had willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a pointed chin, and a row of neat white teeth when she smiled. She was very pretty, not very old, probably around seventeen or eighteen, but her face had a maturity that was very inconsistent with her age.
I took the cup without saying a word. To be honest, I was a little embarrassed because the first time I met a beautiful woman, I was in bed...
"Hey!" After the beauty walked away, I grabbed Xiao Shandong who was running by with firewood in his arms and asked, "Where did this female comrade come from? Is she from our company too ?"
"Platoon Leader Cui, you don't know yet?" Little Shandong said with a silly smile, "The superiors have added a hundred people to our company. Look, that's a lot more!"
"Oh!" After Xiao Shandong said this, I noticed that there were indeed a lot more people around me.
"But that female comrade doesn't look like one." Xiao Shandong thought for a moment and then continued, "I heard from the company commander that she seems to be a translator assigned by the superiors, from the People's Army. Let us take good care of this comrade from the fraternal party."
Oh, so she is Korean. No wonder she has a strange accent and her face looks a bit haggard. She must have suffered a lot in this war-torn land of Korea!
In the Korean battlefield, few volunteers could speak Korean, which brought many difficulties to the volunteers. Especially when the volunteers had just entered North Korea, not only did it have difficulty in borrowing food from the Korean people, but due to language barriers, they were even regarded as UN troops by the people and encountered varying degrees of resistance.
Therefore, in order to enable the volunteer army to gain better support from local people, and at the same time to enable the People's Army to better cooperate with the volunteer army in combat, it is very necessary to assign a large number of translators to the volunteer army.
Originally, the volunteer army had a large number of people, and it was difficult to find so many translators. Fortunately, when Japan occupied Korea, many Koreans fled to China.
After staying in China for a few years , they all learned some Chinese, which solved this problem. However, among these translators, there were inevitably some women who had never fought in a war or were relatively weak.
I stood up, stretched, punched the air twice, then picked up the M1 rifle leaning against the tree and walked towards a small pot at the entrance of the cave.
It smells so good! I haven’t smelled the fragrance of hot porridge for a long time.
Because they were worried that enemy fighter planes would see the smoke and launch bombings, the volunteers did not dare to make fires to cook, either during the day or at night.
No one knew who came up with the idea at that time, but they placed a pot in the cave and started a fire. The smoke first gathered on the top of the cave, then faded and slowly overflowed from the cave entrance, and then dispersed into the morning mist of the forest and disappeared without a trace.
After more than ten days of eating dry food and eating white snow, my mouth had long lost its taste. When I saw a pot of hot porridge, my saliva immediately flowed out.
"Platoon Leader Cui!"
"Platoon Leader Cui..."
Seeing me coming, my comrades who knew me all greeted me warmly and made way for me. To be honest, this was very helpful to me. When I was a reporter in modern times, I could only bow and scrape to others, and I had no dignity as a human being. But here, I can feel the respect of my comrades from their eyes and their actions.
You know what, even though I'm only a platoon leader, judging from my brilliant achievements in the past few days, Captain Zhang has great respect for me.
"So you are Platoon Leader Cui!"
When I heard a female voice, I realized that the female translator was also here. I was so focused on the pot of fragrant porridge that I completely forgot about the saying "beauty can also be a treat". What a shame!
"Yes!" I nodded.
"Hello, comrade!" The female translator extended her hand generously and said, "My name is Jin Qiulian, and I'm the translator of this company. Platoon Leader Cui, I've heard your name many times in just a short while. They all say you're brave and good at fighting!"
"That... that's what the comrades said." Although I said this, I felt very happy in my heart. I didn't expect that there would be such benefits to making military achievements. I left a heroic image in the heart of a beautiful woman without any effort. Then from now on... hehe...
Looking at Jin Qiulian who was looking at me with admiration, I couldn't help but wipe the saliva that had flowed to the corner of my mouth. Suddenly I realized that I had lost my composure, and hurriedly smacked my lips to cover it up, "This porridge is so delicious!"
I glanced at my comrades next to me, luckily they didn't notice.
"I also heard that you, Platoon Leader Cui, are also very good at shooting!" Jin Qiulian said with excitement in her eyes: "If I have the chance, I must learn a lot from Platoon Leader Cui!"
"That... that's just nonsense from my comrades!" My intention was very clear. It would never be wrong to establish a glorious image of being modest and generous in front of beautiful women. Then from now on... hehe...
But I didn’t understand what Jin Qiulian meant, which made me regret in the near future for making a fool of myself because of my carelessness today.
"Take my word, Comrade Jin Qiulian!" Zhao Yongxin interrupted again: " It's better to say that Platoon Leader Cui's shooting skills are good than say that his hands are good. I see that his hands are delicate and tender, and he doesn't look like a soldier. But you know what, with just these hands, he captured hundreds of prisoners in just a few days!"
"Really?" Jin Qiulian was amused and laughed.
"I'm talking to you, platoon leader." The old squad leader fanned the flames, raised his head and said with a smile, "Are these reactionaries afraid of us? There has been no movement in the past two days?"
"That's right?" Liu Mingquan blew a few breaths into the fire, his face covered with soot, and said with a silly smile: "It's only been a few days since we drove them here, how can we not be afraid? Tomorrow when our team crosses the river, I will also capture a few American prisoners for fun!"
"Fight across the river?" I was stunned when I heard this. I already knew how the next battle would be fought.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Liu Mingquan looked at me in confusion.
"Have a good rest after eating!" Glancing at the people who also had puzzled expressions on their faces, I quickly filled bowls of porridge and handed them to them. Of course, the beautiful female translator was also involved. Just kidding, this was a good opportunity to show my courtesy, how could I let it go so easily!
"It's tomorrow." I said intentionally or unintentionally: "After eating, take some time to rest, because we have to fight again! But it's not us who are fighting, but the enemy who is fighting!"
