This is a small abandoned railway station in the Japanese pseudo-period, with low bungalows, dilapidated facilities, stone masonry platforms, and weeds growing around it, which is bleak and desolate. Now it is under the control of the troops, and the surrounding people are not allowed to lean in, and the station staff are all soldiers. Liang Guocheng and the others got off the train and stood in a row on the platform, and Platoon Leader Wang asked Liang Guocheng to be responsible, so that he could go to the toilet, drink water, and not leave the station, and then left. Liang Guocheng looked at the other carriages, which were also standing in rows like them, he felt that there was no need to stand still, let everyone sit on the ground casually, not allowed to leave, collect the kettle into a piece, and he took it to the back room to find hot water for everyone. In the rear compartment, it was converted into a temporary kitchen, in which more than a dozen cauldrons were steaming, and military cooks were busy. When he entered the room, his eyes were a little uncomfortable, and he stood for a while before he could see clearly. He walked up to a cook and asked him where he could get boiling water, and the cook pointed behind him. He found a large pot of boiling water specially boiled for the new recruits at the station, and placed a copper scoop next to it, he filled the kettle one by one, carried it back to the front of the carriage, and distributed it to everyone. Platoon Commander Wang came back and saw that they had all drunk boiling water, and nodded to Liang Guocheng with a smile and satisfaction. Let everyone sit in a circle around him and tell them: "The day before yesterday, US imperialist planes bombed the Yalu River Bridge, and the engineering troops are rushing to repair it, and the higher-level leaders estimate that it will not be able to repair it in more than a week."

"What are we going to do?" Liang Guocheng asked.

Platoon Commander Wang replied: "Before the bridge is repaired, the superiors will arrange for repairs. ”

After dinner, they were taken to an old barracks, which was badly damaged during liberation, and was best restored after liberation. The spacious three-story building, bright windows, and smooth cement floors swept away the tension and fatigue of the recruits, and Liang Guocheng felt like he was back on campus. In the next few days, the main thing is to study, there is no training scheduled, and you can move freely in the building during breaks, but you are not allowed to go out of the building. The meal was hearty, and for these recruits, most of whom were born into poor rural families, lived to be about twenty years old, and together they had never eaten so much meat and white rice. Although Liang Guocheng was born in a wealthy merchant family, he did not have meat every day, and he ate white flour and rice.

Five days later, after dinner, the order was given, and all personnel packed their backpacks, brought their belongings, and were not allowed to leave their rooms and wait for orders. Because they were about to go abroad, everyone lost the excitement of leaving the training camp, and they were extremely nervous and uneasy. Liang Guocheng sorted out his backpack, and his hands trembled slightly. Although he was highly educated, had very good mental qualities, and was mentally prepared to enter the Korean war to serve the motherland, Bi Jing wanted to assassinate the enemy face to face. He turned his head and quietly looked at the people in the room, and he was also a little flustered, some picked up their backpacks and opened them, some turned over their satchels, and some walked back and forth without knowing what was wrong.

At 8 o'clock, a shrill whistle sounded in the corridor, and the recruits ran to the playground, and the soldiers had already arrived first. An older chief stood at the front of the group, and after a few brief remarks, the troops set off.

The small station is not big, but there are so many people at once, and it is obviously crowded. Dim light, don't stand under the lamp, can't see people's faces clearly. In the early days of liberation, an effective air defense system had not yet been established, and US reconnaissance planes were often harassing. Platoon Commander Wang took them to the carriage and arranged for them to go up, and immediately someone came over and closed the door by name. Soon the station quieted down, and Liang Guocheng probably got on the train. The train started.

The Yalu River Bridge was built temporarily, and the train passed through it, and it was very slow, not as fast as walking. They sat on the car, feeling shaky, and the rails creaked and creaked. They sat in the carriage, their hearts were in their throats, and they subconsciously leaned against the carriage gang, and their fingers picked at the wooden planks of the carriage, as if they couldn't fall out. Liang Guocheng was also very nervous, and his body was also close to the carriage gang. He wanted to relieve his nervousness, and when he looked out of the carriage, the river was dark. Due to the control of lights during the war, there was no light along the Yalu River, and he could only see the outline of a collapsed bridge on the river in the distance, which he thought might be an old bridge blown up by American planes.

The train staggered across the bridge, and the sound of a flute seemed to tell the people on the train that they were safe and had set foot on North Korean soil. Speeding forward.

After the train set foot on the territory of North Korea, in order to avoid the bombing of American planes, it tried to travel at night and rest during the day, except for the open field in front of it, there was no place to hide. Platoon Commander Wang is very familiar with this route, and he has already walked back and forth several times. Because of his work, he received recruits, trained them, sent them to the Korean front, handed them over to combat units, and then returned home; Pick up new recruits, train again, send them to the front line again, and so on. He knew that when the sky was bright, the car would stop at the first military station after leaving the country, and the train would have to be filled with water and coal, so that the soldiers could get off the train and eat. Not far behind the station, there was a large village of two people of 3,000 people. Because it is located in the middle of nowhere, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and it has never been bombed by American planes. Because it was nocturnal and stopping, in time for the busy farming season, they used to help the North Korean villagers harvest crops.

They sat in the carriage, their heads swayed by the train, their bodies getting colder and colder, and their hands and feet were frozen and unconscious, as if they felt that North Korea was cooler than at home. couldn't help but sleep, Liang Guocheng thought of a way, two people in a group, folded the quilt, and the two of them drilled a quilt and brought each other's body temperature. This kind of two people drilling a quilt is strictly forbidden in the army, and Platoon Commander Wang wanted to stop it, but he felt that the weather was indeed too cold, so he opened his mouth, swallowed the words again, and didn't say anything. The fact is that by December, the north is the most extremely cold days, commonly known as the three nines, the four nines, the reason for walking on the ice.

The train ran all night, and at dawn it turned onto a fork in the middle of two small hills. The topography of this place is very special, the entrance is surrounded by mountains on both sides, after entering a few kilometers, the right side is still a mountain, the left side of the mountain seems to have been cut off, it is impressively open, the railway is a military station, and not far from the inside is a village of two or three thousand people. Because of the delay in crossing the Yalu River, we should have arrived at the military station before dawn, but it was already dawn today. The soldiers in the carriage, sleeping soundly, were awakened by the squeaky and creaking brakes of the train.