When I led the recruits to climb the cliff, the battle was over. It took only a dozen minutes before and after the battle to break through the so-called "Linjin River with iron walls".

There were craters, corpses, broken barbed wire and various guns discarded by the puppet troops when they fled. The broken cars kept spitting out black smoke into the sky, as if they were accusing the world of the crime of war.

Hu Zi and others finally pulled the recruits one by one, and then sat down on the ground. That was so tired. He wasn't that tired even if he fought with the Americans. He was not that tired. He was not so tired after leading troops to fight in battle. As the company commander, I, just called myself the chief nanny of the recruits.

"Company Commander! Hu Zi jumped up quickly and said, "The people in our regiment have been chasing the puppet army and captives. If it is too late, I can't even catch a fart."

"Huzi!" I shook my head weakly, pointed to the recruits sitting beside me and said, "Look at them, can we still chase after me?"

"Company Commander!" Hu Zi said embarrassedly: "How about... let them rest here, and you will take a few of us veterans to chase the enemy?"

"This is not possible!" Instructor Zhao shook his head and said, "Comrade, if we throw the new recruits away and chase the enemy, we are afraid that the new recruits will never be able to keep up with us. Most of our company are recruits, and the superiors handed them over to us to take care of them and compensate them, so that we can train them to be organized, disciplined, able to fight and kill revolutionary soldiers. How can we just leave them behind at will?"

"But...this..." Hu Zi looked at the group of recruits beside him for a while, and then at the large army gradually fading away, gritting his teeth with hatred.

"Hu Zi! Instructor Zhao is right!" I responded: "Most of our company are recruits. Now we will lose the recruits. If the recruits are in danger, our company will be almost gone."

"Oh!" Hu Zi took off his hat and sat on the ground, feeling sulky.

"Each row counts the number of people." I ordered: "Replace the wet shoes and cotton coats when crossing the river as soon as possible. The shoes can be replaced by the enemy's uniforms, and the sacrificed comrades. Pay attention to landmines. Be sure to walk through the bullet craters and footprints. Rest ten minutes before setting off!"

"Yes!" The three platoon leaders responded and each started busy.

I was about to stand up, but I felt a coldness under my feet. When I looked down, I found that my shoes were also soaked in the river water. At this time, the cold wind blew for a while and the whole shoes were frozen. After two steps, the ice slag on the shoes fell down. I was so nervous that I didn't pay attention to the battle, but now I felt that my whole feet were frozen and I was out of consciousness.

I flipped over the enemy's corpse and sat down. I picked it up and sat down. I was about to change it but found that my rubber shoes were almost frozen on my feet and could not be picked no matter how hard I picked it.

"Tiger!"

"arrive!"

"Come on, do a favor!" I pointed to the shoes on my feet.

"yes!"

Hu Zi ran up and hugged my shoes and pulled them, but even if he pulled me away, he still couldn't pull them off.

"Stop..." I hurriedly stopped Hu Zi who was still trying to pull him. It was not a solution to pull him like this. When I sat up, I found that it was not the only one who was in this situation. There were soldiers busy taking off their shoes everywhere.

"Captain Cui, you need to use this!" At this time, Jin Qiulian walked up and roasted it on my shoes without saying a word.

After baking for a few minutes, I took off my lightly and it was indeed taken off. But the taste was so good! It caused a stir among the soldiers. The impact was no less than that of the bomb dropped by American aircraft, because it directly kept the soldiers around me away more than ten meters away from me.

Actually, let alone the soldiers, even I couldn't stand the smell. I covered my nose and quickly put my feet in the snow and rubbed them, and then hurriedly put the pair of military boots on...

Sorry, I haven't washed my feet for almost a month, but which Volunteer Army soldier is not like this? Those recruits have not come for a few days and don't know about the fine tradition of our Volunteer Army. I think they will get used to it soon.

"Company Commander Cui!" When the company set off again, the instructor walked up to me and said, "There are a lot more people in our team, with a total of more than 290 people. Almost all the new recruits in the regiment were pulled down and we picked them up."

"Well!" I looked at the team behind me a little surprised, and it turned out to be much stronger. Unfortunately, I am still some of them who are not combat-ready for the time being.

However, are the veterans with combat effectiveness the same as new recruits without combat effectiveness?

I soon thought that the third battle of the Volunteers was rushing down the road and recapturing the South Korean capital Seoul before stopping.

The volunteers fought fiercely, and the supply line also lengthened, from the original one hundred kilometers to four hundred kilometers. This directly led to our army facing the situation of no bullets to be fired and no fried noodles to eat seven or eight days later, and then they would suffer heavy casualties in the fourth battle of the enemy launching a counterattack.

With no bullets to fire and no sip of dry food for several days or nights, how much better trained veterans can be better than recruits who have never been trained at all?

Hey! At this time, I saw the ground full of guns and ammunition thrown by the puppet troops when they fled, and I was stunned. I knew that the volunteer soldiers would soon be short of food and ammunition, so why didn’t I save some for the future now?

The reason why the large troops chasing enemy deserters in front did not pick up these guns and ammunition was to reduce the load and speed up the pursuit of the enemy; the second was to worry that the bullets supplied from the rear were not matched with the guns they used. Therefore, most of the volunteer soldiers knew that the large eight on the ground were more useful than the 38-large covers in their hands, but they didn't dare to replace them.

What they didn't know was that they chased the enemy all the way, and the logistics supply line was too long to make the bullets in the rear could not be sent at all.

"There are all!" Thinking of this, I ordered: "Stop moving forward, clean the battlefield on the spot, throw away all the 38-large covers and unnecessary equipment in my hand, and replace them with large eight pills, and ask each soldier to bring at least..."

Speaking of this, I stopped and weighed the m1 rifle in my hand. It weighed about nine pounds. It was not a problem for a soldier to bring four, so I continued: "Each soldier is required to bring at least four large and eight pieces, as much as the bullets, bread, canned food, and bring as much as you can eat! If you can't take them away, you have to drag them away..."

"Yes!" The recruits responded very simply and scattered to clean the battlefield.
Chapter completed!