For some readers, it is a bit more to describe ground battles. In this regard, I have two considerations: First, the real War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea was won by those volunteer soldiers who climbed ice and snow, and fought with blood and sacrifice with a handful of fried noodles and snow. We can't just because a group of "people who have crossed over" have come to do everything and steal the victory of the Korean War for themselves. I know a few veteran comrades who participated in this war, but they rarely talk about this war, let alone themselves." It's not easy to come back alive, think about those who died in North Korea, what are we?"

The second is the new generation-post-90s, when the country is facing life and death, can it stand up bravely and stand up? The question of whether there can be a war or not?

If some readers don't like it, please skip the chapter on "Bloody Battle at the Pass".

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Yang Guang came to Ergou's side, pulled off his gloves, knelt on the ground on one leg, took off the kettle, took out a tissue and poured water, and wiped the blood stains on Ergou's face. He saw that Ergou's face was still the same smug smile that he had after killing an enemy every time he scolded. "He's taken that smug smile for eternity." Yang Guang could feel that Ergou's blood still had some temperature, "He sprinkled the blood of youth for the good words in his heart." Yang Guang wiped his face for Ergou and silently paid tribute to his comrades-in-arms in his heart. He felt a pang in his heart when he saw the pink bone marrow in the two dogs' trachea and esophagus torn by bullets and the shattered cone of the neck cones. Tears rolled down like beads of broken thread. This comrade-in-arms who has been with him for more than ten days day and night is unpretentious, and everything he eats is fragrant. He works hard in everything, as if he never knows how to get tired, and always has a contented smile on his face. During the march, he grabbed Yang Guang's backpack. Said that the bag of Teacher Yang is comfortable and not tired. As soon as he stayed, he always took care of Yang Guang first, and since he came to this company, he was a little brother who was more than two years younger than himself, and he took care of himself like a big brother. Like Yang Guang, he is obsessed with guns. The only request at each time was to play with his gun for a while, and to ask him to shoot a few shots through the small mirror above during the battle, but he hadn't fulfilled it. Yang Guang really felt what comrade love and comrade-in-arms love were at this time. took out his towel and wiped the tears on his face, wrapped Ergou's neck, he flattened Ergou's body, ripped out Ergou's winter clothes that leaked cotton in many places, and helped him button the two buttons that were opened at the top. While searching for Ergou's relics, he took out a small bag wrapped in a small blue calico handkerchief from Ergou's jacket pocket, and when he opened it, it was the chocolate candy he gave him, and a letter from home. With a slightly trembling hand, he opened the crooked letter from home written in pencil. Little sister, I received a letter from the village chief, only to (know) that you and your mother are good, and I am also ruthless (very) good, and I want to go home to see your door (we), but the army is about to leave. After the war, I am looking at your door (we), I will give you (bring) sugar, sugar is a big family called Yang (Yang) Guang teacher gave me, is sheep (foreign) sugar, I eat a bite of ruthless (very) delicious, but also let my mother eat a bite, listen to the village chief said, the family is divided into land, but (but) no one planted, after the war uncle (just) good, my uncle (just) go back to farm, let you and your mother have a good time, you have a good time (serve) mother. I want to make a great contribution, let the township knock on your door (gong) and beat the drum to send good news, uncle (just) I am dead, your door (we) don't feel bad, [***] have told the township chief to take care of your door (we), I can also go to the people's Ying Brother Ji (Xiongji) in the city to read the hall, the township chief and the county officials have to worship me every year. Well, the troops are going to set off to write first"

When he saw that he hadn't finished writing a typo letter home, he couldn't help but cry. He took the chocolate bar with the body temperature of the second dog, slowly peeled off the candy wrapper, broke the piece of candy into small pieces and stuffed it into the mouth of the second dog, and then carefully wrapped the candy wrapper and the letter and put them in his jacket pocket. He solemnly said to Ergou: "Ergou, I promise you in the name of a republican [***] person. If I don't die, I'll take care of your mom and your sister for you. Treat your mother as my mother, treat your sister as my sister, and let her eat enough of this foreign sugar. Let them live their best lives! Trust me! He gently stroked the eyes of the second dog downward.

Wang Baozhu gently patted Yang Guang's shoulder and said, "Get up, the enemy will soon be going to shoot again."

Yang Guang picked up the M2 carbine left by Ergou, gently wiped the dust on the gun, and looked at the 18 vertical roads and 2 horizontal lines drawn on the butt. Slowly raised his head, his eyes lost his previous disdain, with an arrogant look. In its place is a ferocious murderous aura. Maybe it's a qualitative change caused by the murderous nature of this day, or maybe it's the hatred aroused by the brutal killing of comrades-in-arms. In short, it is a chilling murderous aura. He nodded, put Ergou's M2 carbine on his back, found a shovel from the collapsed fortification, and said to Wang Baozhu: "Bring Ergou's luggage, and we will bury Ergou here" Then he jumped into a bomb crater next to him to clean it up, and pulled out a straw bag from the remaining fortification and spread it at the bottom of the pit, he took Ergou's luggage, opened it and spread it on the straw bag. Wang Bao and another warrior, one raised his shoulders and the other raised his feet, Yang Guang took the body of Ergou'er at the bottom of the pit, put it down gently, put his head on the side again, he took out a piece of chocolate and put it in Ergou's hand. He put the steel helmet he had worn before his death beside him, and gently covered the second dog with a quilt. Then Yang Guang held a handful of soil in both hands and sprinkled it on Ergou's body, and everyone worked together to bury Ergou on the position where he sacrificed. Yang Guang was afraid of being damaged by enemy artillery fire again, so he piled a few sandbags on it. He finally saluted the grave of the second dog. Turned around and went back to their stone Fengzhong.

Wang Baozhu also followed, handed Yang Guang a cigarette and said, "Don't be sad, the second dog is worth dying, he killed two tanks in one day today. There are also more than 20 big American soldiers killed" "It's ten tanks of Lao Mei, and 100 Lao Mei's dog lives are not worth one life of two dogs." Yang Guang was immersed in the grief of the sacrifice of the two dogs.

Wang Baozhu is a veteran of the Anti-Japanese Period, maybe he is used to seeing life and death on the battlefield, maybe it is the simple conversion logic in his heart that he will kill one and earn money after killing two: "Okay, enough Ben, he touched the sand cloth on his head and said: "This battle is really fucking enjoyable." Coupled with the burning of the woods in the morning, today we killed eight or nine hundred American big noses, and more than 20 tanks, and today I killed 5 tanks. This stuff is really good. As he spoke, he took off the 40 bazooka and handed it to Yang Guang, "It's a pity that there is no ammunition, I also fired a shot with the old man's one, and it was only 200 meters, but the tank didn't work." Just scared him back. I think you used it very well, and you killed 6 or 7 cars, right? ”

Yang Guang nodded, took the 40 bazooka and placed it next to his backpack. Wang Baozhu took out half of the cigarette butt and lit it and took a deep breath. Hey" With the exhaled smoke king, he let out a long sigh and said: "Today's battle is fierce, and the casualties are also large.4 Company has more than 200 people, and in addition to the more than 60 wounded who were evacuated in the early stage, there are basically more than 20 people left in the following position. If we count you, we'll have 68 left undead or unwounded. It took just over two hours to shoot out almost one or two companies. The 6 and 7 companies on the east hill were almost finished in the morning, and there was not much left of the two companies this time. We have now handed over our positions to the 3rd Battalion that has come up with reinforcements. The wounded have also been withdrawn, and we can also evacuate. But I think they just came up, they are not familiar with the position, and they have no experience in fighting tanks, so they will go down with them for another battle.The 3rd Battalion also has this requirement.

Yang Guang said, "Then do as you say. How many more rockets are there in the baguka?" There are more than 20 rounds, which were captured from the cleaning of the battlefield just now, and 10 bullets and 1,100 rounds of ammunition chains for the M2 heavy machine gun. When it gets dark, we can get into the enemy tank. The machine gun on it can also be removed." Wang Baozhu said. Good!" Yang Guang was full of respect from the bottom of his heart for these grassroots officers and soldiers who seemed to have little education. What kind of spirit is this? Knowing that there was a great possibility of leaving dead and wounded, they did not hesitate to take the initiative to stay. A country with this spirit who dares to bully; Who dares to underestimate a nation with this spirit, and an army with this spirit, what enemy can not be defeated! .

Yang Guang was infected by the spirit of these volunteers who regarded death as home, and stood up angrily and said: "One person sacrifices his life, and ten thousand people are unstoppable!" x Your mother's beauty! I'm going to let you know that this b isn't that easy to pretend to be all over the world." I said, Teacher Yang, what do you mean by that pretending to be b?" Wang Baozhu had never studied, but he was a very good learner, and knew that Yang Guang could always come up with some new words, and he had to understand what each new word meant. I feel like I've never heard this word before, and it sounds quite catchy. So ask right away." Pretending to be B is not that thing, and hard pretending to be that thing. Okay, Company Commander Wang, let's talk about how to fight the next battle first."