Chapter IX Translation

As the sun set, goose-feather snowflakes fell from the sky, and in a short time they covered the craters in front of the position, covered the dark red bloodstains, and covered the corpses of the enemy, and the world turned white again.

It's cold...... The cold wind whistled in my ears, and I wrapped myself in a thin marching quilt like a hedgehog, shivering and desperately trying to tighten every leak.

The South Korean Army attacked a total of 12 times, and although they continued to send reinforcements, and finally a regiment attacked the hill, they never managed to get even half a step close to the position of the volunteers, and only left a few hundred more corpses in front of the position. As the sky grew dark, the South Korean army, which had been unable to attack for a long time, had no choice but to withdraw to Onjeong.

If you want me to say, if you want these enemies to withdraw to Wenjing, why bother, in fact, just take a loudspeaker and shout at the enemy: "We are Chinese", I am afraid that it will be more effective than any bomb. But if that's the case, I'm afraid I'll be shot as a traitor.

I tightened the thin quilt on my body and shivered.

The first batch of volunteers entered Korea secretly, and Commander Peng only took a few guards to find Kim Il Sung before the volunteers entered Korea.

This was done in order to mislead the arrogant US and South Korean forces into believing that the Chinese army did not participate in the war, or that even if they did, it was only a small number of Chinese troops. In order to achieve this goal, we even received an order to downgrade our number to a battalion-level unit in case we were captured, such as a certain division and a certain regiment, all of which were said to be such and such a battalion......

Facts also proved that the volunteer army did a very good job of secrecy, because until the end of the second battle, MacArthur, the commander of the American army, insisted that they were facing only a small number of Chinese troops. The famous American general in World War II said: "The Chinese are not a force to regret," and "if the Chinese army dares to cross the Yalu River, he will organize a massacre and make the Chinese army bleed." He even boasted that he would end the fighting before Thanksgiving and Christmas, but this three-year-long war gave him a fierce mouth.

I listened to the sound of my teeth fighting, and rubbed my unconscious feet vigorously, fearing that they would become a part of my body before I knew it.

After the enemy withdrew to Wenjing, the volunteers had time to rest. But as soon as it got dark, the weather was terrifyingly cold, and because of the fear that the exposed target would be bombed by American planes, the whole army could not make a fire, and it was freezing that day, where would they be able to sleep. I could only wrap myself in a marching quilt, seeking a little warmth in this small space.

But as the saying goes, people have three urgencies, and after a long, contradictory, and fierce battle between heaven and man, I finally mustered up the courage to get out of the marching quilt.

"Where is this? Homosexuals! Huzi showed a pair of fishy eyes from the quilt, and it looked like he had slept well.

"Apostrophe...... You have to take care of the apostrophe! I didn't feel good at it, and the sound of shivering from the cold was almost unrecognizable.

"Take this with you." Huzi casually threw a thin iron rod in front of me.

"What are you doing with this?" I picked up the thin iron rod in confusion, unable to figure out what it was for.

"If you want to bring it, you will bring it! Why so much nonsense! Huzi moved around and buried his head in the quilt again.

I didn't think much of it from the cold, so I hurried to a nearby bush and squatted somewhere, but it didn't take long for me to scream badly—it was too cold, and everything froze.

At this time, I couldn't help but think of the thin iron rod that Huzi threw at me just now, and then I listened carefully, and the sonorous sound of the iron rod hitting objects was one after another in this gray sky......

This can be said to be the hardest and most painful apostrophes I have ever had, and I finally solved it, and trotted all the way back, only to find that my comrades were busy sorting out their equipment.

"This ...... Where is this going? I asked bitterly, knowing in my heart that I was going to march again, and I hadn't rested for a while.

"The superior gave an order, marching twenty miles to attack Wenjing at night." The old squad leader helped me tidy up the marching quilt, carried it in front of me and said, "Comrade, order your own equipment, kettle, shovel...... These things usually look inconspicuous, but they may be able to save your life when you are fighting. ”

"Isn't it! War again? "Although as expected, I was still so painful that I almost cried, what kind of days are these days, I can't eat, I can't dress warmly, I don't have to sleep, I don't have to sleep, I march and fight all day long, and then march and fight again after the battle, people who are beaten with iron can't stand it, I have seen it for a few days, I am not killed on the battlefield, I am tired and tired!

"A quick march is applauded!" Huzi was like being angry with me, packed up his equipment and jumped in front of me a few times and said: "It's freezing this day, and the rapid march is just warm and warm!" ”

I carried all my equipment on my back, braved the biting wind and snow, and followed behind the troops. This march was different from last night's march, there was only one company of more than a hundred men last night, and now there were two or three thousand people, and under this snowy night, the shadows of volunteer soldiers were everywhere.

Hunger, cold, and fatigue torment me all the time, reminding me of the peaceful times of the modern era, the warmth of home, and the delicious food on the table. Thinking about my mother, who took good care of me, her nose was a little sour, but before a few tears could fall, they formed ice next to her eyes......

Sometimes I want to just lie on the ground and not get up, so I don't go to see who can do anything to me, but seeing that the other volunteers are like people who are fine, I don't want to do it like this. And more importantly...... I suspect that if I really don't leave, maybe someone will shoot me with a gun, and who knows for sure in all these years of war? If you don't leave, don't you want to be a deserter? Being a deserter and being shot is not too normal.

"Comrade, comrade!"

"Ahh

I looked up and saw that Xiao Shandong had already arrived in front of me at some point, and he grinned at me and said, "Comrade, the regiment commander called you." ”

"The regimental commander called me?" I couldn't help but wonder for a while, there are almost more than 2,000 people in a regiment of the Volunteer Army, and the commander of this regiment can also be said to be a senior general, how can he call me a nobody.

"What did the regiment commander call me for?" While following Xiao Shandong to speed up his pace and walk forward, he asked casually.

"I don't know, the head of the regiment didn't tell me." Xiao Shandong paused, and then said thoughtfully: "It seems that I caught a few spies on the road, and the head of the regiment can't understand what they say, so I want to find a translator!" ”

"Oh!" Now I understand that it seems that knowing more languages is really beneficial.

trotted all the way along the team, turned a corner and saw dozens of civilians being escorted by five volunteer soldiers on the side of the road, and there was a middle-aged volunteer standing next to him, saying that he was untidy because his belt was hanging around his neck, and his pale face was covered with beard scum, and if he added a cigarette to his mouth, he would look like a traitor in the movie.

"Report to Regiment Commander Chu, Cui Wei of the third battalion, second company, and third platoon brought it."

"Huh?" After hearing Xiao Shandong's words, I realized that the middle-aged soldier in front of me, who looked like a traitor, was the head of the 354th Regiment - Chu Chuanyu.

I hurriedly followed suit, stood up and saluted: "Report to the head of the regiment......"

"Cui Wei, right!" Captain Chu didn't wait for me to finish, so he couldn't wait to say: "I heard that you can speak Korean, come and come, ask these people, and see what the origin is." ”

"Yes!"

I turned around and looked at the person I was asking about, and immediately understood why they were being considered spies. Although these dozens of people are all dressed as civilians, they are all men in the prime of life, and they don't need to think about it to know that they must all be soldiers.

"Which unit are you from?" I asked them their numbers directly in Korean.

Some people say that when interrogating a thief, don't ask him if he has stolen anything, just ask him how much he has stolen. Sure enough, a few of them looked up at me suspiciously, confirming that they were indeed soldiers.

"Which unit are you from? Confess leniently, the Chinese People's Volunteer Army treats prisoners preferentially! I then asked, I have been with the army for a day, and I have learned a lot of what my comrades-in-arms often say.

"China?" One of the little men finally reacted, and in the darkness of the night, he looked at me suspiciously, then at the long line of people passing behind me, and asked hesitantly, "Are you......?" Are you Chinese? ”

"That's right!" I nodded, but I didn't expect such a slight gesture and such a short answer to be exchanged for a stormy response.

Just as in the revolutionary movie, these "civilians" in front of them suddenly became extremely enthusiastic, with happy smiles on their faces, and their eyes flashed with anticipation, vying to shake hands with me and the volunteer soldiers around me, and at the same time saying meaningfully: "Comrade! But I'm waiting for you! The Korean people, the Korean People's Army, warmly welcome you! ”

"You are ......" I looked at the group suspiciously, stopping my comrades who were about to raise their guns because of their big moves.

"Comrade, we are soldiers of the Korean People's Army." The little man replied with a straight military salute to me; "My name is Cui Xixuan, the commander of the 3rd Battalion and 1st Company of the 78th Regiment of the 15th Division of the People's Army, and they are all my subordinates."

"Our division commander is behind." After hesitating for a moment, Cui Xixuan pointed to a small hill not far away and said, "Please tell your chief this comrade and allow me to call the division commander." ”

Ah, there was a division commander-level here, I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard this, and hurriedly turned around and told Commander Chu what Cui Xixuan said.

"Ball!" After listening to my words, Regiment Commander Chu turned cold, and slapped the cotton hat of a volunteer soldier next to him: "The division commander was ambushed next to our troops and didn't find it, what kind of reconnaissance company commander are you doing?" ”