Chapter 937 Worry

"What did you say? Wang Yan took the initiative to apply for participation in the war?" Hao Shuwen in Beijing held the phone and couldn't believe the news. She widened her eyes for a moment and her heartbeat began to accelerate. She was panicking as if she had lost someone.

At this time, she even thought of Wang Yan's smiling face. He was saying, "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"...

In Mengzi, He Xiaoping had roughly understood that she had said the wrong thing. She actually thought Hao Shuwen should know it, but there was nothing she could do. She had already said it, so she could only hold her naughty son in one hand and hold the phone in the other hand to respond.

"Hao Shuwen, don't get excited. Everything is fine now. Didn't they fight for only two days? Didn't Wang Yan claim to be invincible in the Kunming Military Region? I heard from Liu Feng that Wang Yan's shooting skills are accurate and his skills are good. He will definitely become a combat hero this time.

Liu Feng also said that it was Wang Yan who told him that he was so good at fighting and had such a big reputation. If he didn't go to the battlefield, he wouldn't be able to gain a foothold in the army. The soldiers would look down on him. Liu Feng said that Wang Yan was a strong person. His father was a martyr, and he didn't want to embarrass his father.

Besides, Wang Yan knew so many leaders, and the leaders would take care of him. And they all knew Wang Yan's situation. If he really got into trouble, Liu Feng would definitely be the first to know the news. There is no movement now, which means Wang Yan is fine. You don't have to worry."

He Xiaoping didn't say much. This was already the greatest effort. She tried her best to comfort him.

But Hao Shuwen could no longer hear those words, she was already confused. "The phone bill is quite expensive, hang up, Xiaoping," she hung up the phone politely.

Yesterday, when she learned about the war, she immediately sent a telegram to Wang Yan, but there was no reply. She sent a telegram to Liu Feng, but there was still no reply. She thought that the art troupe might be busy and was providing wartime condolences. So she waited for a day and called He Xiaoping today.

She knew that the child was still young and He Xiaoping must be at home taking care of the child. But she never thought that the news she got from He Xiaoping would be so shocking that she was in a state of panic.

She hurriedly settled the long-distance phone bill and rode her bicycle home.

When she got home, she picked up the phone and called her father. Her father is also a leader, so he must have been able to find out about Wang Yan...

"You said Wang Yan went to the battlefield? And he made meritorious service?" Xiao Suizi's tone was not surprised, but panicked. Without waiting for Hao Shuwen to speak, she continued to ask, "Why did he go to the battlefield? Doesn't he know the danger? He is the only one left in their family."

"It is said that he asked the leader to take the initiative to ask for a fight. He said he wanted to go to the battlefield to observe and collect folk songs. After this battle, he had to write a book and write about the gains and losses of this battle. He couldn't write it if he didn't go. He also said that he was invincible in the Kunming Military Region and didn't go to the battlefield. He will be too ashamed to see the soldiers in the future, and he will also let his father down.

Seeing that he was determined, the leader fulfilled his wish and asked him to be a reporter on the front line and take more photos. However, at the beginning, the leader took care of him and asked him to follow the team. But after the war started, the company commander he followed was injured, and he was a good shooter and rushed forward without caring about his life, so he was appointed as the acting company commander. He was a sharp knife all the way, and today at more than four o'clock, he broke into Laojie. "

Hao Shuwen's words were quite detailed, and they were all told to her by her father. Strictly speaking, this is of course a military secret, but it is not that secret. After all, Vietnam is fighting, and the battlefield situation is clear, so what kind of secret is it.

She told Xiao Suizi that she was worried alone and couldn't suppress it, and it would be better for two people to be together.

Xiao Suizi was stunned and didn't know what to do for a while.

After a long while, she smiled and said, "Wang Yan must be fine. He never does anything without certainty. The reason why he didn't tell us in advance is that he didn't want us to worry, which would become a burden to him. Maybe he wrote a letter before he joined the war, but it hasn't been delivered yet."

She is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, and she is more thoughtful than Hao Shuwen, who is always bluffing.

"Hey..."

Hao Shuwen sighed, "You said he is really, what's wrong with telling us about such a big thing? There is nothing wrong now, who knows... Hey..."

After all, she didn't say anything else, it was too unlucky, bah bah bah.

"Hey~"

Xiao Suizi also sighed, lying on the table, listless...

"I finally found you, why didn't you call me for dinner?"

At this time, with a slightly dissatisfied voice complaining, Lin Dingding sat down at the table, "What's wrong with you two? What happened?"

Hao Shuwen didn't answer, and asked curiously: "How did you find it?"

"I looked for you first, but couldn't find you, so I wanted to go out with Suizi, and her roommate said you asked her out for dinner. I was about to leave, and passed by this restaurant, and saw you two frowning together."

"Hey, don't mention it, the damn Wang Yan went to the battlefield." Hao Shuwen didn't hide it, and said it casually.

Although she and Xiao Suizi didn't like Lin Dingding very much because of the past, now they are all studying in Beijing, and Lin Dingding took the initiative to come over, so they reluctantly got close. After all, they are all comrades in the same regiment and dormitory, so it's not good to be too ugly. After a while, it can be considered as getting along.

Of course, the main reason is that Lin Dingding no longer pesters Wang Yan and doesn’t bother with them.

“What?”

Lin Dingding was even more surprised, her eyes widened, “Wang Yan went to the battlefield?”

Seeing the dangerous looks in their eyes, she added, "Isn't Wang Yan the only one in his family? Why did he go to the battlefield?"

Hao Shuwen gave a general explanation, and Lin Dingding understood the whole story. She nodded and said: "Since Wang Yan took the initiative to ask for help and is so brave now, what are you still worried about? Don't worry, it will definitely be fine. Okay, okay, you two hurry up Stop thinking about it, the more you think about it, the worse it will be. Do you want to eat? If so, I’ll have a meal with you two. If not, let’s just go out and relax.”

She said it very easily, as if she was doing her duty as a friend to comfort her, but who could know her heart...

They invaded Laojie at around four o'clock. Although there were not many troops in Laojie, it was already noon when the street fighting to eliminate the remaining enemies ended.

Of course, Wang Yan and others were not fighting alone. They were just the leading sharp knife troops. At around eight o'clock in the morning, another company of soldiers, as well as militia troops, as well as the troops that had crossed over earlier, completely blocked it. In the old street, every building was carefully scanned.

They saw mountains of supplies in the warehouse, with Chinese characters written all over them. The soldiers cursed and directly used the supplies to make rice.

Wang Yan took photos all the way to the Red River and took a photo of the opposite side.

The old street includes both sides of the river, connected by bridges across the river. Now, of course, the bridge has been blown up, and it was blown into three pieces. The Vietnamese army built fortifications on the opposite bank to prevent our army from crossing the river.

Seeing Wang Yan standing there arrogantly taking pictures, without saying a word, he just fired a machine gun with plenty of ammunition.

Wang Yan lay on the ground, and the bullets fell not far in front of him, leaving craters and raising a pile of dust. The midday sun shines on the earth, making it very warm on the body.

After waiting for a round of shooting, Wang Yan spat a few times and spit out the dust that entered his mouth. Then he set up the gun with a smile and said, "If you want to play, then let's play."

The field of view was very good, and the Vietnamese army was very crazy. Wang Yan took away the machine gunner with one bullet, and received more strafing. He moved calmly, shot over again, and killed another machine gunner. Gunner.

After doing this twice, the Vietnamese army was enraged. They set up mortars to bombard Wang Yan.

"Correspondent..."

Wang Yan hid with a smile, and then asked the correspondent to report a series of coordinates. It makes no sense that others can only criticize him, but he cannot criticize others.

The correspondent was always with Wang Yan. He immediately obeyed the order and contacted the artillery to fire the cannon.

Now the artillerymen like Wang Yan more, and they call the artillerymen even if Wang Yan is fine. They also knew that this was a unit led by Wang Yan. After nearly two days of fighting, no one in the 40th Division knew that Wang Yan was the company commander.

Of course, the reason why they like Wang Yan is partly because of his personal charm, but mainly because of Wang Yan's standard of sitting. The artillery has already bombarded three enemy artillery positions. These are real achievements. Everyone remembers them. It's good to say Wang Yan.

In fact, this is one of the reasons why the process was much faster than the original process. Our army's artillery support was rapid and the enemy's artillery positions were blocked, which played a considerable decisive role.

The Vietnamese army at this time was indeed good, but it was just like that, not as good as our volunteer army back then. That was the style of the strongest army on the surface. You can win without airplanes and cannons.

After a while, artillery shells from the rear came over and bombarded the fortifications on the opposite side of the river. Wang Yan raised his gun again and started fighting with the opponent.

The attack on Lao Cai was not limited to the 40th Division. There was also the 37th Division of the 13th Army attacking Baosheng on the south side of Laojie and cooperating with the 40th Division to attack Laojie. So the other side was actually not safe, but Wang Yan came over too quickly, which was beyond the Vietnamese army's expectations, and they didn't have time to retreat. They didn't expect that their defense would be so weak, but they still allowed Wang Yan to attack them quickly.

Wang Yan is free now. The old street has been defeated, and the soldiers who have fought all night need to rest. He took photos casually and ended up at the riverside. The Vietnamese monkeys across the way were ignorant, so he just played with them.

Just like that, after Wang Yan fired more than twenty shots, there was no movement on the other side.

They were frightened by Wang Yan. He shot more than twenty people and killed at least fifteen people. There were only a few dozen people setting up guns across the river.

They not only have to defend here, but also other places. The manpower is not enough.

"The company commander is awesome."

The correspondent who was hiding aside looked at the Vietnamese monkey who was beaten and did not dare to raise his head, and gave him heartfelt compliments. After two days of fighting, he knew best how powerful the company commander was. Because most of the time, he was the one following the company commander. Let's put it this way, he killed an entire squad with just one last strike.

"Hey, it's not the first day I know this. Don't be bluffing. Be more cautious." Wang Yan laughed and waved his hands, "Let's go, go back to eat and sleep, and have a good rest. In this war, you have to rest well before you can be strong." ”

"Company commander, where do you think we should fight tonight?"

"What do you think?"

"I think the battalion commander should let us sneak across the river, close the door and hunt the dogs, um... close the door and hunt the monkeys, so as not to let the Vietnamese monkeys on the opposite side escape. Or else he should go into the mountains and kill all the monkeys hiding in the mountains. "

"Well..." Wang Yan nodded with a smile, "Xiao Liang, you can be the battalion commander!"

"The company commander is teasing me. You can see it. There are only two ways." The correspondent scratched his head and giggled.

"Then tell me, which of these two roads should we take?"

The communicator thought hard and said, "We should be allowed to cross the river. Captain, you are such a good fighter. The brothers will not hesitate to follow you. Letting us fight Laojie is important because we can attack. The sooner we get there, the more enemies we will kill. But it should be that the superiors sympathize with us. After fighting for a night and half a day, our combat effectiveness can't be maintained, so let us have a good rest."

"You can be the regiment commander!"

"Captain, you are teasing me again."

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier."

"I know this, Captain. You told us before. It was said by Napoleon."

"You have a good memory and high comprehension. You have a bright future. Work hard."

Wang Yan was still taking pictures with his camera. He really brought a lot of papers and walked back with the communicator. The communicator was very happy to drink the chicken soup that Captain Wang casually poured. There was not much tension in following Captain Wang to fight, so it disappeared.

It is not easy for the communicator. Most of the time, he runs behind Captain Wang, that is, he charges together and provides fire suppression. This Xiao Liang had a piece of flesh blown off his arm, a mouthful of his ear, a bullet scratch on his shoulder, and a bruise on his knee due to various tactical actions. He is only 19 years old...

The pride of the West lies in the fact that it was the first to enter the industrial society. Their high-rise buildings are rising from the ground one hundred years earlier than the East. Li Hongzhang was shocked when he visited the United States. It was the mighty historical trend that rolled over his face. No one knows what he thought when he landed in the United States and saw the high-rise buildings and the hustle and bustle of traffic.

But the backwardness of the East is naturally the truth. As the capital city of the province, Laojie is not very good, even if it is not seen in old black and white photos, but in reality with bright colors. It is still a dilapidated city.

However, if you count the bloodstains on the walls, the bodies lying on the ground, and the bullet marks everywhere, then it looks better here. The city is still the ugly city, and the beauty is the might of my Chinese army.

Wang Yan pressed the shutter again and again, recording these...

This time, the battlefield cleaning was done by the follow-up militia. The team led by Captain Wang, which had been upgraded to the spearhead company, naturally ate early and slept. This time in Lao Cai, they fought for 18 hours in a row and couldn't work anymore. Even if they relaxed with Captain Wang, they were still dancing on the line of death. They were very nervous, and coupled with physical fatigue, they had to rest.

Wang Yan ate canned food and rice, which were all supplies supported by the army, and all of them were written in Chinese characters. The soldiers were still the same. After eating, they would inevitably curse the Vietnamese monkeys, and then talk about their own highlights with their brothers, and count the heads, and of course, they would also be ridiculed by their comrades. In war, no matter how brave you are, there will always be embarrassing moments. For example, falling down while running...

Then sigh and sigh, how are the brothers who were sent back to the rear, and of course, they can't help but remember the brothers who died in the war. After all, he was still laughing and soon fell asleep with his gun in his arms, snoring loudly.

Wang Yan put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes, and squinted, brewing sleepiness...

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