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The mountain is still this quiet mountain, but there are dark red blood and lifeless corpses everywhere; the river is still the slowly flowing river, with many dazzling red lines in the river water; the valley is still this narrow valley, but the valley is filled with suffocating smoke; the trench is still the curved trench, but I, who is in the trench, has changed my mind.

I really killed people. I told myself over and over again, I really killed people, and I killed so naturally and so fiercely. In the past, I was afraid of the death-struggling of a chicken. I actually killed six people in an instant so neatly. If the four enemies did not surrender, I believe that I would change this number into ten without hesitation.

I remembered the pale faces of the enemies who died under my hands, their fear, the blood spurted out from their chests, and the light lost in their eyes...

"Comrade, take a sip of water." Xiaoshandong handed me a kettle with a smile, but I always felt something strange in this smile.

"Thank you!"

I took the kettle and put it in my mouth. I thought I could moisten my dry throat with water, but I was choked by an unexpected stimulation and I coughed. I quickly understood the secret behind Xiaoshandong's strange smile. The kettle contained wine instead of water. A burst of laughter rang out in the trench. The one who laughed the most was the little Shandong who teased me.

"Our heroes don't know how to drink!" Xiao Shandong was so excited that he danced, almost somersaulting in the trenches.

The word "hero?" makes me a little strange and far away...

"That's right!" Hu Zi's chest was wrapped with a large piece of gauze, limped to me, sat down with difficulty, and said, "Comrade, I'm a brother, I'm wrong. I, Hu Zi, have been on the battlefield for ten years. It's nothing to kill a few reactionaries and catch a few living people, but it's the first time I saw him with a pickaxe. I'm going to see him with a seed..."

Hu Zi took out a pack of shriveled "big production" from his inner shirt pocket and threw it to me. He also took one and muttered it in his mouth, introducing himself: "We are called Li Hu, and comrades who appreciate their faces, they all call us tiger, tiger."

"Cui Wei, my name is Cui Wei." I lit the cigarette and took a sip. I couldn't help but frown. I looked at the cigarette in my hand and coughed, which was choking, spicy, and bitter... "Big Production" this brand of cigarettes may be good cigarettes in this era, but they are still far from modern filters.

"That, Brother Hu Zi..." I remembered the previous bet and couldn't help but look at Hu Zi's big feet awkwardly. Although I killed six and caught four, Hu Zi's extraordinary performance on the battlefield had at least a dozen enemies under him.

"Isn't we considered brothers?" Hu Zi seemed to see through my thoughts and laughed generously: "You gave us Hu Zi's life, can you still think about letting you wash our feet?"

The soldiers around me also let out a burst of chuckling, and the comrades who passed by me patted my shoulder from time to time. At this moment, I suddenly felt how friendly and cute these people were. I seemed to have integrated into them and become a part of them.

What I don't know is that a farce was taking place in Wenjing, which is only more than 20 kilometers away from the position.

Chen Hanxing stood on a high platform in Wenjing, looking through the telescope at the waves of black smoke rising from the distance. His two thick brows frowned slightly, and the feeling of uneasiness slowly rose in his heart again.

"Colin (equivalent to the regiment commander)!" Chen Hanxing turned to a tall man with a high spirit beside him and said, "Colin, should you consider the reinforcement matters? If you can eat one of our reinforcement battalions so quickly, the enemy's strength will definitely be good. If you go for reinforcements rashly, will it be..."

"Lieutenant Colonel Chen (equivalent to the deputy regiment commander or battalion commander) was overly worried." Li Jong-jin smiled, and a disdainful smile appeared on his handsome and fair face: "Lieutenant Colonel Chen, how many people and guns can the People's Army be left after landing in Incheon? All the heavy weapons were thrown on our land. What's more, behind us is the powerful American mechanized force as a backing."

"Han Xingjun..." Lee Jong-jin pointed the black horse whip in his hand into the distance, and said proudly: "Two hundred miles ahead, you can drink the Yalu River. Can you imagine it? The great cause of unifying North Korea was accomplished in our hands. You said, what kind of glory is it to tell our descendants."

"The People's Army is indeed not worth worrying." Seeing the colonel so optimistic, Chen Hanxing felt a little more worried: "But the Chinese repeatedly warned..."

"Ha... it's just a bluff." Li Zhongzhen smiled and shook his head, and walked with confidence: "What's more, with our current strength and current speed of advance, it will be difficult for the Chinese to gain a foothold even if they send troops."
Chapter completed!