Second Lieutenant Andrew, who hails from the metropolis of New York, heard that joining the army could be stationed abroad to enjoy a good life, so he resolutely joined the American Army and became the logistics clerk of the 1st Cavalry Division of the United States Army in Japan. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the Korean War began, Second Lieutenant Andrew had deep confidence in the strength of the United States. Because he is fluent in many Chinese, he is very comfortable in all kinds of complicated logistics work and is very useful.

The food and drink of American GIs has always been extravagant, and in order to keep the morale of the soldiers high, Second Lieutenant Andrew must devote himself to his work.

You must know that the Quartermaster Department of the US Army has issued a strong target: it is necessary to ensure that every soldier can eat fresh vegetables and meat every day, and it must not be the same for a week. In addition, a variety of non-staple foods and fruits are also served, and the officials and gentlemen even have requirements for the weight and size of the fruits.

Move your mouth at the top, and break your leg at the bottom, which is really a fucking request.

It's not easy to get fresh fruit for the soldiers in the winter. When he heard someone say that he could get apples, the major commander in charge of the logistics of the 8th Regiment immediately kicked Second Lieutenant Andrew out.

"Whatever you can do, you go and get me the five tons of apples that officer Nanbang said."

With this order, Second Lieutenant Andrew was forced to join a strange convoy and set off overnight to transport apples. The 'Second Lieutenant Nambangpu' who organized the convoy pointed him to a location on the map, and it seemed that it was indeed the forward position of the 15th Nanbang Regiment.

It's just too far ahead.

"We found those abandoned apples while chasing the Chinese Communist army. It's really close to the front line, but trust me, I won't lie to you. "This is the explanation given by the 'Second Lieutenant Park', and his sincere smile seems to be reliable.

In addition to Second Lieutenant Andrew and the driver of the convoy, there was also a subordinate of 'Second Lieutenant Park' in the same car - a 'Non-commissioned Officer Nambang' with the same honest smile. The non-commissioned officer was in charge of giving directions and constantly smirking at Second Lieutenant Andrew with a flattering expression.

The smile was a little unsettling to Second Lieutenant Andrew, but he couldn't really say what was unsettling. After all, Asians seem to be extremely shy, reserved, unspoken, unsociable, and good at smiling when they stand up straight in the face of white people.

In contrast, which 'Second Lieutenant Park' seems too active, not at all like an Asian. And the other party is also a little bit tall, he is even taller than many American soldiers, but his smile is more normal.

In the midst of his thoughts, the convoy suddenly stopped. Second Lieutenant Andrew noticed that there was an extra checkpoint on the road, and under the headlights, there were several Nanbang soldiers standing on the side of the road to check.

Seeing that it was the truck of the American uncle, the Nanbang soldier in charge of this place hurriedly ran up and nodded, and asked Second Lieutenant Andrew about the destination.

"Oh, we're ...... of the 1st U.S. Cavalry Division." Andrew was looking through the car window to explain his intentions.

But the 'Nanbang non-commissioned officer' who had been sitting in the cab and accompanied him suddenly opened the car door and jumped out of the car, rushed up viciously and slapped the Nanbang soldier who was inspecting.

'Baga', 'Baga', 'Baga' ......, shouted a few 'Baga', and the 'Nanbang Non-commissioned Officer' who had been smiling slapped him a few times. His hands were so strong that the sound of the slap crackled in the night, making Second Lieutenant Andrew feel a little frightened.

The slapping soldiers were stunned, and it was not enough for this 'non-commissioned officer of the South Stick' to slap him, he also ran to the sentry post like thunder, chased after the other South Bon soldiers, and finally violently pushed the sentry card away.

With such a sound of 'Baga', the Nanbang soldiers at the entire outpost did not dare to resist, but could only endure it silently. And when Sergeant Nanbang had enough, he went back to the truck and smiled at Second Lieutenant Andrew again.

"Phew, shh......h The 'South Stick Sergeant' smiled and stretched out his hand to signal the truck to move on, and the strange pronunciation made people laugh.

This scene made Second Lieutenant Andrew stunned, and the American driver at the beginning was surprised to restart the car and continue to move forward. The driver even said to the stunned young ensign: "Don't worry, this is the custom of Asian Americans, their superiors have privileges, and the hierarchy is insurmountable." ”

"It's horrible, angry just because I'm blocked, and I'm glad I'm an American right now." Second Lieutenant Andrew tried to calm himself down. But when he saw the 'Non-commissioned Officer Nanbang' get on the bus again, he couldn't help but feel a little more disgusted with this seemingly respectful Asian native.

It's just that after 'venting', the 'Nanbang non-commissioned officer' who got back on the car breathed a sigh of relief. Second Lieutenant Andrew felt that the other party's nerves had been tense, but after passing the checkpoint, he relaxed a little.

Once you're back on the road, the rest of the road will be relatively simple. At most, the convoy entered the mountains from the banks of the Cheongcheon River, and the roads became more and more difficult. But the more he entered the mountainous area, the more excited the 'Nanbang non-commissioned officer' who was in charge of reading the map and guiding the way.

The driver of the lead car of the convoy frowned, because there was no road in the mountain. Finally, when the convoy stopped at the foot of a mountain, the driver shouted angrily: "This monkey must have pointed the wrong way, this is definitely not an army station, there are mountains everywhere!" ”

Second Lieutenant Andrew also felt that something was wrong with the situation, although according to the instructions on the map, the garrison of the 15th Regiment of Nanbang was indeed in a few mountains near Yunshan City. But the cold wind howling in the dark night in front of me in the mountains is as terrible as the devil's cave in hell, which makes people shudder.

"Hey ......, we're on the wrong track, aren't we?" Second Lieutenant Andrew asked first in English and then in Korean.

But the 'non-commissioned officer of Nanbang', who was still respectful just now, ignored the American uncle's questioning this time. He jumped out of the car, pulled out a lighter, lit a torch, and walked to the front of the convoy with the torch in hand, shaking and shouting.

"I am from the 2nd Battalion of the 347th Regiment of the 116th Division of the 39th Army of the Volunteer Army, and my squad leader is Zhou Da. I came back from a reconnaissance trip, and I brought back six American prisoners, five trucks, a lot of canned meat, a dozen machine guns, a couple of mortars, and a large-caliber heavy gun.

I'm back, I'm really back! ”

The cold wind of the mountains spread this roaring cry far and wide. Hearing this shout, the American driver of the convoy did not understand what was happening, but Second Lieutenant Andrew suddenly felt a chill pour in from the soles of his feet and rushed to the top of his head.

"What is this Nanbang monkey shouting? Can he call out from this mountain? "Looking at the shouting 'South Stick Sergeant' under the headlights, the American driver of the lead car asked Second Lieutenant Andrew.

Second Lieutenant Andrew was already sifting chaff at this moment, and said incoherently: "God, we have been deceived. This person is not a soldier of Nanbang, he is a soldier of the Chinese Communist Party, and he is a volunteer. ”

Before the words could be spoken, dozens or hundreds of armed soldiers emerged from the grass around the convoy. They were in rags, they were emaciated, and their equipment was shabby. They starved in the mountains, but their eyes were excited, happy, and ecstatic when they saw the convoy.

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