All the people in the carriage got up, and they all had a curiosity to see what North Korea was like, what North Koreans looked like, what clothes they were wearing, and they all crowded at the door of the carriage. But when the door opened, everyone was shocked. In front of them, there was a row of houses in front of them, all of which were broken walls, with doors and windows burning on the beams, and corpses lying on the ground. Platoon Commander Wang's first reaction was that this place had just been bombed by American planes. He told everyone not to get out of the car, he jumped out of the car and discussed it with a few soldiers, then ran back, told everyone to get out of the car, stood in line, and said, "This place has been bombed by planes." Our comrades in the three carriages went to the military station to fight the fire and rescue the wounded; The other carriages went to the old North Korean village to help the villagers, and they started to act immediately! Liang Guocheng's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his heart was pounding. He had never seen war, he had never seen any killings, terrible blood and dead people. This child born in a wealthy family, who went to school since he was a child, turned his head away from killing chickens during the holidays at home, although he made mental preparations before joining the army, but he was about to face the dead, and he was always timid in his heart. He cautiously followed behind Platoon Leader Wang, and subconsciously pulled the placket of Platoon Leader Wang's back. Platoon Commander Wang led the soldiers several times, and he knew the fear of the recruits before the battle, so he shook Liang Guocheng's hand and told him: "Don't be afraid, the recruits are like this, and after a few times, they will not be afraid." ”

The fire at the military station was still burning, and it smelled of choking. Platoon Commander Wang arranged for some people to find buckets or basins to extinguish the fire, and he took Liang Guocheng and several soldiers to find survivors.

Liang Guocheng didn't understand* that the explosion caused so much damage there, he only saw such a large row of houses, the back wall did not collapse much, and there was a person high; The walls on both sides had collapsed to waist-high heights, the front walls had completely collapsed, and the doors and windows had been shattered by fire. They searched forward, shouting from time to time, "Anyone? ”

Suddenly, Platoon Commander Wang stopped, waved his hand, signaled everyone to calm down, and listened with their ears sideways, and everyone listened attentively, and heard a slight cry for help under the collapsed partition wall. Platoon Commander Wang took the lead and rushed to him, and the sound came from under the collapsed wall. But there were blazing beams on it, just when everyone couldn't do anything. Liang Guocheng opened the crowd, crossed his arms together, and there were sleeves of his coat to cushion them, so that he could not burn his arms, giving full play to the advantage of his height. With the force of both arms at the same time, he pushed the burning beam up and fell backwards. The crowd exclaimed. Platoon Commander Wang didn't say anything, but thought to himself: "This soldier will definitely be the pillar of the army in the future." "They tore through the broken bricks and found a soldier with a ragged military uniform and a face smoked by fire like iron. They carried him to an open field, fed him some water, and when they heard him coughing softly, Platoon Commander Wang asked softly, "Comrade, are you injured?" ”

The wounded soldier shook his hand and said, "I'm fine, save the others!" ”

This black warrior with fire all over his body couldn't tell that there was any injury there. Platoon Commander Wang moved his arm and lifted his foot, but he stopped him. said: "I was not injured, I was rushed to the corner of the wall by the * shock wave just now, and I was knocked out by the wall bricks." ”

Platoon Commander Wang left two soldiers to take care of him, and led the others forward to look for survivors.

Under a collapsing partition wall, the crowd stopped, some retreating. Platoon Commander Wang took a few steps, and the corpse of a volunteer soldier who had been burned to death by fire appeared in front of him. The burned war soil, all the clothes and hair on his body were burned, the flesh was like black coal, his body was arched, his legs were crossed, the expression on his face was particularly painful and determined, and his hands seemed to be grasping something, but he couldn't catch it. Platoon Commander Wang separated everyone and walked to the front, although he was a veteran of the Liberation War, he was also stunned by the tragic appearance of the soldiers who died in front of him!

"Damn Americans!" Platoon Commander Wang scolded.

The recruits had never seen such a tragic death, and when they saw Platoon Commander Wang coming to the front, they all hid behind him. Fear gripped them, and everyone was like a stone swallowed, stuck in their throats, unable to go up or down. The charred corpse exuded a scorching smell of burnt things, and the stench of corpses was mixed together. The recruits all have a kind of want to step forward, but are afraid; I want to see it but I don't dare to look at it.

Although Platoon Commander Wang was a veteran who had participated in the Liberation War, he had never seen such a tragic death. He was also a little frightened in his heart, choking on the unpleasant smell and gasping for breath, the contents of his stomach rushed to his throat, and he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. He turned his head to see that all the warriors were covered in fear. As a veteran and a top commander on the spot, he has responsibilities and responsibilities. In order to lift the spirit and change the oppressive atmosphere, he shouted: "All stand upright and salute the sacrificed comrades!" ”

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on him, his fear eased, and he continued: "Comrades, remember the crimes committed by Mettianism. Do not forget about the comrades who died, now the main task is to rescue the wounded. Everyone searched separately, and they should look carefully, so as not to miss a place, because if they miss a place, there may be a comrade-in-arms who will die. Get started now! ”

The recruits were under the king platoon, and everyone voluntarily divided into several natural groups and began to search. During this period, the busiest was Platoon Commander Wang, and each natural group found traces of people, and he was the one who commanded and rescued people in the past. Soon they rescued seven comrades, some of whom were seriously and lightly wounded, some of them screamed in pain. They carried the wounded soldiers to an open field and bandaged them briefly. At this time, the rescue troops arrived. The head of a volunteer army walked up to them and asked, "Who is the commander here?" ”

Platoon Commander Wang took a few steps forward and replied, "Report to the chief, it's me!" ”

The head of the Volunteer Army patted Platoon Commander Wang on the shoulder, "Yes, there is no chaos in the face of danger, the command is calm, and a great credit should be made!" ”

Platoon Commander Wang was a little embarrassed to be praised and said, "Everyone should take credit." ”

"Yes!" The chief pointed to the recruits, "You are all good, and you should all take credit." ”

When the Salvation Force arrived, they could not intervene and were arranged to rest in a corner. They saw that there were many people in the rescue force, and there was no chaos at the scene, and those who were digging and carrying the wounded, the doctors and nurses dealt with the wounded, and then carried them on stretchers, along with the sacrificed soldiers, and quickly carried them away. Even thinking of their rush to save people, I felt a little embarrassed.

There were more people at the scene, the fear was gone, and the mood was relaxed. Liang Guocheng looked at his new military uniform, which was black and yellow from the smoke of the fire, and his hands were as black as the bottom of a black pot. He first thought of Xiaoyu's love of cleanliness, and when he saw his current appearance, if he hadn't saved people and dirty, he would definitely blame him for not paying attention to hygiene. He looked at the others, and in addition to the black on their bodies and hands, their faces were also black one by one, and some of them couldn't see who they were, only their teeth were white. The other recruits also noticed the black dirt on their bodies, pointed at each other and smiled, and some laughed out loud.

Platoon Commander Wang put a finger on his mouth, "shhhh

The recruits who went to the old village of North Korea to save people came back, and the small military station gathered so many people at once, it was a little crowded, and there were many people talking, and it was a little noisy. The soldiers gathered everyone together and briefly talked about the situation they had rescued, and the houses in the village had basically collapsed. Because it was morning, the North Korean villagers were still sleeping at home, and more than 1,000 people died in the village of more than 3,000 people, and the most of them were the elderly and children. The whole village, with blood and bones flying everywhere, was miserable.

After dark they got on the train, and the train moved forward again. The car was silent, and the recruits who had not gone through the war and the battlefield were reminded of the tragic situation of the day. Especially when the car was dark, as soon as you closed your eyes, all that appeared in front of you were bloodied wounded and sacrificed comrades. The fear in their hearts made them all squeeze together, and several people were squeezed into the trunk, trying to be next to each other, as if they had a sense of security like this. Liang Guocheng was squeezed in the middle by others, he was also very afraid, and he didn't dare to close his eyes, and what appeared after closing his eyes was also blood and dead corpses, but fortunately, he was squeezed in the middle now, and his heart was not so hanging. He thought of Xiaoyu, before joining the army, he said that he would write a letter a day, but he has only written one letter in the past few days, and he doesn't know if the mail has arrived. He didn't want Xiaoyu to worry that he wouldn't receive his letter, and he didn't want Xiaoyu to know the tragedy of the war, and the faces of the sacrificed people were hideous and terrible. He just wanted to write a peace letter and tell Xiaoyu that he was safe.