After receiving the praise of the supreme chief, he was a little excited, and his heart was also beautiful, but he didn't want to show it to his face, and the reserve of the northerners was vividly displayed in him at this time. In order not to let people see the expression on his face, he wiped his face with both hands casually, and when he wiped it to his mouth, he jumped up with a tingling pain, it turned out that he was in a hurry all night, he didn't rest, he didn't drink water, and there were a few big blisters at the corners of his mouth.

Platoon Commander Wang came up from below, saw that he was in pain, untied the kettle from his body, handed it to him, and asked, "What should I do next?" ”

Liang Guocheng took the kettle, pulled up the corner of his clothes and covered his mouth wet, relieved the pain, and replied: "Poke it again, and you can pass someone." ”

Wang Platoon Leader said: "Climb out one by one, when will hundreds of people have to climb?" ”

"If we dig a big hole and dig it down again, we will really suffocate in it."

Captain Jiao, who hadn't spoken for a long time, added: "Listen to his arrangement!" "The words of the head of the army are orders.

Liang Guocheng stabbed a few more times with a fire pestle, drilled in, pushed the stabbed soil and stone forward, felt that he could pass people, and drilled back and said to the head of the group: "Okay, you can pass people." ”

Commander Jiao said: "You and Platoon Commander Wang go first, and then take the wounded over, and the other comrades, pass through the carriage one by one, the recruits are in front, the comrades leading the soldiers are in the back, and I am the last." ”

"What about the fallen comrades?" Liang Guocheng asked.

Commander Jiao said in a low voice: "I have to wait for the cave repair engineer to come and bury it." ”

Liang Guocheng asked, "Why can't you take it away?"

This is a question that can only be asked by recruits, and Captain Jiao did not speak. Platoon Commander Wang pulled Liang Guocheng, and the two of them drilled through the hole one after the other. Platoon Commander Wang explained: "Troops generally carry the wounded as much as possible, because as long as they are soldiers on the battlefield, anyone can be injured, and when they see the wounded, they see themselves injured, and not bringing the wounded will affect morale." The comrades who died were all buried on the spot by the successor troops. ”

Liang Guocheng climbed forward with a heavy heart, he didn't know what the situation of other troops entering the DPRK was, and he always felt that they were particularly unlucky, or that they were unlucky. The bridge was blown up, the military station was blown up, and the Handong was blown up again, and what was particularly unacceptable was that the sacrificed comrades-in-arms could not be taken away and left in the cave. He didn't understand the rules of the army, he felt uncomfortable, and he wanted to cry but couldn't. He went to school since he was eight years old, and after so many years in school, he had never seen bloodshed, let alone death. He hated American planes and even more hated war. Before enlisting in the army, he imagined the tragedy of war, but he did not expect that life was fragile, and he paid casualties before he could go to the battlefield to fight the enemy face to face.

The two of them climbed out one after the other, the cold fresh air rushed to their hearts and lungs, and the two of them took a big breath of fresh air, as if every breath of fresh air ran from their heads to their feet, and their spirits were lifted. The dampness, smoke, and dust that did not circulate in the cave, the turbid and stuffy air that made people drowsy and suffocated, and the air outside the cave was breathed away, and the fatigue and sleepiness of the day in the cave were swept away. The two of them walked forward along the Handong and checked, and after walking for about a hundred meters, the wall arm of the cave and the roof of the cave did not protrude, and it would not collapse for the time being. They returned the same way and simply repaired the slope so that the wounded would not fall.

The first to come was a warrior with burns on his back and one arm, the cotton coat on the sleeves of his shirt burned off, and his scorched arms and back were bare. When he dragged his entire body with an uninjured arm and crawled over with difficulty, he could feel a huge pain, and his facial features were distorted. They carefully took the wounded man next and helped him to sit down. At this time, they both felt something serious at the same time, the wounded's cotton clothes could no longer keep out the cold, and the burned parts would soon become infected without medical treatment, and if the rescue force could not arrive in time, the wounded would follow the troops on the march, and it would be difficult for them to survive. They glanced at each other and went up to pick them up, and a soldier came over with his hands burned, unable to touch the ground, and lying on his elbows. Liang Guocheng saw that his black and scorched hands were cracked with many small cracks, and blood seeped out from *. He gripped his arm, and he could clearly feel the wounded warrior's arm tremble. Several more wounded came in a row, all of them were burned, and only the last one was shot by the plane, as if the bones were not too bad, and they could limp down. The more wounded, the heavier Liang Guocheng's mood became, and he believed that Wang Platoon Commander could not bring his sacrificed comrades on the battlefield and took the wounded as much as possible. At least there are doctors for the wounded on the battlefield, and now there are no doctors if they are infected with frostbite, he grew up in the north and knows the severity of frostbite, and it is difficult for these wounded comrades-in-arms to survive. He felt that the problem was a little tricky, and his mood was heavy and even a little depressed, and he couldn't think of any good way to solve the injury, which could keep him warm and not infected. He pulled the platoon commander Wang and the others down the slope and walked forward for a while, so that the wounded could not hear their conversation.

Liang Guocheng asked anxiously, "When will the doctor arrive?" ”

Platoon Commander Wang replied: "Captain Jiao will come over and ask him later, only he can contact his superiors." ”

Since Commander Jiao was in command in the cave, everything went smoothly according to the order of the carriages. The new warriors walked through the cave as if there were demons inside, and no one wanted to stay in it for an extra minute, much faster than before. As soon as the first one comes out of this, there is a smile of victory after getting out of the crisis. Soon hundreds of people came, and they all felt a little more intimate with each other.

Commander Jiao was the last to pant and came out of the hole, and Liang Guocheng and Platoon Commander Wang went down the slope with him. Seeing that the troops did not stand in line with the carriage, he frowned and was about to speak, Liang Guocheng asked first: "Have you contacted your superiors?" When will the rescue force arrive? ”

Commander Jiao said: "After contact, the railways in front and behind us were damaged by enemy planes in several places, and the roads were temporarily closed due to heavy snow. ”

Liang Guocheng asked anxiously: "What should we do?" ”

Captain Jiao said: "The superior leader instructs, walk!" ”

Liang Guocheng asked again: "Healthy people walk, what about the wounded?" ”

Commander Jiao paused for a moment, swept the wounded with his eyes, and said, "You two take a few people, immediately go to the mountain outside the cave, cut a few thick branches, and make a few stretchers to carry the wounded." ”

Liang Guocheng and Xiaoyu fell in love, and learned a lot of knowledge intentionally or unintentionally: "The wounded have no doctor to deal with the infection." ”

"In times of war, we can only do our best. However, in winter, bacteria multiply slowly, and wounds become infected slowly. ”

Discarded things from the war years were littered everywhere, and there was no need to go out of the hole to find something to make a stretcher. Stretchers were quickly made, the wounded were placed, and the troops with troops in each carriage were lined up. Liang Guocheng is tall and selected as one of the lifters. Commander Jiao briefly said a few words of encouragement and precautions for morale, the wounded were in front, and the troops followed behind and set off.

The train tracks were built around the mountains, and the cliffs on one side went up the mountain, and the bumpy gravel road that could walk one car through the mountains was the only road under the cliffs that basically walked with the railway. The whole mountain is bare, and there is occasionally an old tree, which is also cracked in the winter stem, and the dry branches are whipped against each other under the cold phoenix, as if telling the vicissitudes of life. There are a few dry grasses, standing tall and shivering in the cold wind, waiting for the nectar to sprout in the next spring, symbolizing the continuation of life.

Liang Guocheng walked at the front of the line with a burned wounded man in front of the line, and in order not to affect the team behind, they walked as fast as possible. When I got out of the hole, I found that it was snowing heavily. Unbeknownst to me, the train was blocked in Handong One day, the cold air hit, the cold and warm air were painted, and the temperature plummeted and it snowed heavily. Liang Guocheng was the first to walk out of Handong, and his eyes were already white, and the goose feathers and heavy snow couldn't open his eyes. He hesitated, and the people behind him stepped up, not allowing any consideration, and gritted his teeth and braved the snow to get on the road. The march on the railroad is not like on land; On the land march, the ranks are neat. Marching on the railway, the team is twisted and crooked, because the sleeper is not designed according to the person's step, the person walks up, one step across a sleeper is a small broken step, and the two sleepers are lightly jumped, so there are jumpers, there are broken steps, plus the snow road is slippery, the team is always messy, and the marching speed is also a knots slower than usual.

The team walked forward for more than an hour, and everyone had two large snow tops on their backpacks on their heads, and a layer of ice on their eyebrows, beards, and mouths. Several times the stretcher stopped to shake off the snow from the wounded. Captain Jiao, who was walking beside them, found a cliff, that is, the cliff suddenly broke off for some reason, leaving a large steep slope that could be lowered to the uneven road below. Commander Jiao ordered everyone to go down to the road. In order to prevent falling, the fighters pulled one by one and strung them together, and slowly went down. Some of them were in a hurry and simply sat on the thick snow and slid down the slope. The most difficult thing is to carry the wounded, because the slope is too big for fear that the wounded will slide along the stretcher, and a soldier in front of the stretcher will lift the stretcher above his head, so that the wounded can lie flat, slip step by step, slip and pull each other up, and the wounded cannot be allowed to slide off the stretcher. Smoothly arrived on the road, Regiment Commander Jiao ordered the whole team according to the habit of the troops, counted the number of people, checked the wounded, and a few soldiers had minor scratches and no major problems. The troops lined up in a four-way column and continued to advance. The sky gradually darkened, and in the cold winter, as soon as the sun set, the temperature plummeted, and the cold wind blew up a large amount of snow from the mountain road. Everyone shrunk their necks and pulled their collars with both hands, and the most difficult thing was the person who carried the stretcher, carrying the stretcher with both hands, and could only let the wind and snow pour in from their necks. After the sky was completely dark, it seemed that the temperature was lower, and the first reaction was on the feet, because the cotton shoes issued by the soldiers of the volunteer reinforcements were thin and poorly insulated, and the temperature of the feet in the shoes was dispersed quickly, and the temperature outside was too low, and soon the soles of the shoes were frozen, and then stepped on the snow that had just fallen, and a large ice top was frozen on the soles of the feet layer by layer, and everyone also grew half a foot taller, but there were a lot of wrestling, and they fell after almost a few steps, which seriously affected the speed of the march.