The battle on Xia Yuan's side was not over, and it was difficult to have much impact on him at night, but this rout was very timid, and after three more people were killed, they hid behind the bunker, and they did not bite or surrender, and fired a few shots sporadically to show resistance.

The wind and snow were so great that this rout didn't even see Xia Yuan's figure, and they didn't know where the bullets were fired.

Taking out some bullets from the bullet bag and pressing them in the magazine, Xia Yuan began to touch them from the flanks, he didn't have the idea of catching prisoners, he was alone, he hadn't returned to the team yet, it was a problem where to catch and throw them, it was better to kill them to improve the proficiency of aiming.

Just do it, Xia Yuan quickly touched the flanks with the cover of wind and snow, and his bright eyes saw clearly the rout lying on the ground through the darkness and wind and snow.

They shouted and screamed, not knowing what to say, but turned and ran down the hill like crazy.

"Yo-hee." Xia Yuan was surprised, stood up directly, held the gun, as if shooting a live target, aiming and shooting, one shot at a time, eight bullets with eight large grains were missed, the gun hit the enemy, six shots were directly killed, two shots hit the enemy's vital point, and he fell directly in the snow, although he did not die on the spot, but in such a cold weather, once he lost too much blood, he was slightly injured, and he was not far from death.

There were still a few figures running away, and Xia Yuan was not in a hurry to press the bullets.

Just as he was about to shoot, there was a gunshot on the opposite mountain, and the bullets shot down, swinging up snowflakes and gravel on the snow, killing the few fleeing Korean soldiers, and soon a team appeared on the opposite side of the mountain, they did not come down, very cautious observation.

The dark night can bring them cover, but in Xia Yuan's eyes, like the sky with a glimmer of light at dawn, the world in front of them can be seen at a glance.

Xia Yuan stood up, looked at it, it turned out to be his own person, a huge surprise enveloped his whole body, his eyes were suddenly covered with red silk, and he ran over excitedly and shouted: "Comrade! I am a Chinese volunteer army! ”

There was a slight tear in his abdomen, and a trace of red blood quickly penetrated the bandage, but as if he didn't feel it, the joy and excitement of meeting his comrades enveloped him, and for five or six days and nights, he finally met his brother's troops.

There was also a voice from there: "Company commander, it's our people." ”

Wang Yonghe and the company commander said: "I can't completely confirm it, let the soldiers of a platoon touch it from the flank to see if there is an ambush, and the others pay attention." ”

"Yes!"

"㘗, 㘗㘗㘗㘗..."

The first row quickly passed the information through the whistle, and everything was normal, and no other anomalies were noted. The battle is over.

"Send a warrior down to negotiate with him." Wang Yonghe looked at Xia Yuan, who had walked down the mountain, and immediately arranged for a soldier to go down the mountain.

The soldier was vigilant, holding a gun, and asked, "Which part are you?" ”

Xia Yuan saw that when he saw someone coming, he was not wearing a thick cotton suit, but the kind of autumn winter clothes, which were very thin, completely single, the clothes were stuffed with straw, bulging, exposed from the neck and sleeves, his hands were red and swollen from the cold, the back of his hands was even cracked, his feet were buried deep in the snow, and some thin bodies were gently swinging in the wind and snow, but his posture and gaze were so firm.

Xia Yuan held back his tears and shouted: "I am the 677th soldier of the 7th Interspersed Company of the 1st Regiment of the Ninth Corps, Xia Yuan!" On the way to Changjin Lake, he encountered the enemy and was separated from the troops in the process of luring the enemy. ”

The soldier read, "The Ninth Corps? I am also a soldier of the Ninth Corps, my name is Dong Yuan, you wait here first, I will call the company commander. ”

Xia Yuan took a deep breath, took off the gloves on his hands, and stopped him, "Wait, you put this on." ”

Naturally, this glove was captured by him when he killed the enemy, and there were more than 30 pairs of gloves on the car, military coats, cotton boots and socks, and more than a dozen warm clothes.

This soldier named Dong Yuan turned his head and hurriedly shook his head: "Comrade Xia Yuan, this is not good. ”

Xia Yuan was directly in his arms, "If you take it, you can take it, I have captured a lot, and I will let your company commander follow me to get it." ”

Dong Yuan hesitantly looked at the thick hand platform in his arms, his hand was frozen open, revealing bright red flesh.

Xia Yuan said: "Okay, hurry up, it's too cold here." ”

Dong Yuan showed a happy smile: "Thank you, Comrade Xia Yuan." ”

Holding his gloves, he hurriedly went back, and reported the news to Wang Yonghe, "Company commander, we are from the Ninth Corps, and we are still a hero company, and the seventh interspersed company of the first regiment is attacked. ”

When Wang Yonghe heard this, he became interested, and received a signal from a platoon leader here, and after confirming that everything was normal, he said, "Let's go, go over and have a look." ”

A group of people came down from the mountain, Dong Yuan hugged his gloves, and touched the back of the team, a smaller little soldier with his arms and a gun in his arms, swinging all over, his hands were frozen and rotten, and his body was also stuffed with a lot of straw as filling.

Dong Yuan took out his gloves from his arms and handed them to the little soldier in front of him, saying, "Ah Mao, what did Brother Kan bring you?" ”

"Gloves! Brother Dong Yuan, where did you get it? ”

The little warrior named Ah Mao was happy, held the gloves in his arms, and touched them lovingly, he saw Dong Yuan's hands again, and looked at the hands of other soldiers, he raised his head and stuffed the gloves into Dong Yuan's hands, "Brother Dong Yuan, I'm fine, you give the gloves to the soldiers in need." ”

Dong Yuan was stunned for a moment, looked at the stubborn Ah Mao, and stuffed the gloves to him: "The gloves are given to you, you can handle them yourself." With that, he departed.

It's just that he didn't expect that Song Amao handed the gloves to the wounded, and the wounded handed the gloves to the person who could shoot, and the gloves went around and around, and were stuffed to him by a soldier: "Dong Yuan, how are your hands, hey, there is a pair of gloves here, for you to wear." ”

Dong Yuan looked at the gloves in his hand in a daze, and was stunned for a while.

Xia Yuan saw the company that appeared, and his mood was even more excited, when they walked in, his heart was filled with incomparably bitterness, the soldiers of a company were almost suitable for the same situation as Dong Yuan, the clothes were thin, and many soldiers did not even have straw stuffed in their clothes, and there were only a dozen people carrying quilts in more than a hundred people, that is to say, they could only get two quilts in a class, and the military coats were even rarer, very few.

The troops of the 9th Corps of the Volunteer Army who participated in the Battle of Changjin Lake, due to the urgent entry into Korea, were only issued thin cotton jackets of the southern troops, and they could not withstand the severe cold of North Korea at all; At that time, some classes only had one coat, and whoever stood guard wore it; Quilts were not available to everyone, and a dozen or so people in each class shared one or two quilts, and on such an extremely cold night, the soldiers had to spread the quilts on the snow, and everyone slept together, hugging each other to resist the cold.

Due to the lack of adequate winter clothing, the non-combat casualties of the troops were extremely large, and the combat effectiveness was sharply reduced. The 9th Corps of the 27th Corps of the Volunteer Army suffered frostbite on the first day of marching, and more than 700 people suffered frostbite.

Xia Yuan stood upright, saluted, and said in a sonorous voice: "Report to the company commander!" I am Xia Yuan, the 677th soldier of the 7th Interspersed Company of the 1st Regiment of the Ninth Corps! ”

Wang Yonghe saluted: "Commander of the 6th Company of the 2nd Battalion of the 59th Regiment of the 59th Division of the 20th Army of the Ninth Corps, Wang Yonghe." ”

Li Changming of the 6th Company, Instructor Li also saluted: "Instructor of the 6th Company of the 2nd Battalion of the 177th Regiment, Li Changming." Comrade Xia Yuan, what happened, how could I lose contact with the team"

Xia Yuan recounted to Wang Yonghe that the Seventh Company encountered the enemy's reconnaissance company, "This is the situation, I had already jumped off the cliff with the determination to die, but I didn't expect that there was a raised stone on the cliff that saved my life." ”

Looking back, Xia Yuan still had palpitations, if he hadn't seen the stone when he jumped, it was estimated that he would have rolled from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, becoming a cold corpse.

Wang Yonghe patted Xia Yuan's shoulder, his eyes stayed on the gun wrapped with strips of cloth behind Xia Yuan, and asked with some curiosity: "What kind of gun is this?" ”

Xia Yuan took the gun down, "The gun of the US army, the Garand semi-automatic rifle, does not need to pull the bolt, and it can be fired continuously." ”

Wang Yonghe touched the gun and tried the trigger, his voice was crisp and unusually good, "Good gun, how many bullets can it hold?" ”

Xia Yuan said: "Eight bullets." ”

Wang Yonghe handed the gun to Xia Yuan, "Sure enough, good things still have to be seized from the hands of the American imperialists." Comrade Xia Yuan, since you are alone now, it is better to follow us first, our destination is also Changjin Lake. ”

"Okay, no problem."

Xia Yuan agreed without thinking about it, after being separated from the team for so long, he had already been a little homesick, and he naturally would not refuse such a good opportunity in front of him.

Xia Yuan looked at the clothes of the soldiers, and couldn't help but ask sadly, "Company Commander Wang, why are the soldiers still wearing so thin, haven't you received cotton clothes?" ”

"The time for the troops to enter the DPRK is too tight, not to mention cotton clothes, even the bedding is lacking, some only receive hats, some only receive a pair of cotton boots, and some receive a pair of pants, the supplies are too short, and many soldiers are frostbitten."

Wang Yonghe sighed, even if he felt sorry for the soldiers, there was no way, no logistics support, so he could only endure the cold, continue to move forward, and carry out the tasks above.

Xia Yuan looked at the soldiers of the Sixth Company, took off the military coat on his body, and handed it to Wang Yonghe, Wang Yonghe didn't think about it, and directly said a quatrain, Xia Yuan pressed the hand of the commander of the Wang company, and said: "Company Commander Wang, you listen to me, this military coat is first worn by the frostbitten wounded, they need it more than me, in addition, I have hidden a lot of good things in a kilometer here, all of which were seized from the devils, and don't let go of the clothes on those devils, it's best not to let go of the pants, at this time they are humane, it is cruel to our soldiers." ”

Wang Yonghe hesitated for a moment, then nodded seriously, and ordered the soldiers to pick up their clothes, and by the way, do reconnaissance work to ensure the safety of this side.