Chapter 76 An Dong

"Comrade, smoke a cigarette!" I felt a little embarrassed to see the police who were so scared that they didn't dare to move. After all, they were all Chinese, so we couldn't treat them like the People's Army! Moreover, we have been in North Korea for a long time, and now we naturally feel a sense of intimacy when we see the Chinese. So we took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one for each of them.

The policeman in the lead was quite calm and could thank me. The other policemen all took the cigarettes I handed over with expressions, staring at the various weapons in the hands of the soldiers, for fear that the guns of the gun would be pointed at them or the fire would be gone.

I smiled bitterly inwardly, took out a match and lit it. When I was about to light a cigarette for the leading policeman, I saw him staring at the cigarette in his hand in a daze.

"What's wrong?" I couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"This, this cigarette..." The leading policeman hesitated to hand the cigarette in front of me.

I leaned over and saw that there were a few blood stains on the filter. I couldn't help but raise the American cigarette in my hand and smiled: "These cigarettes are all taken from the Americans who were killed. It's normal to have some blood. Don't worry, it's not poisonous, the Americans' blood is not poisonous!"

It would be fine if I didn't say it, but when I said that, the police all looked pale and they all put away the cigarettes. This made the soldiers burst into laughter again.

"Hmm!" After a while, the leading policeman seemed to feel that this was detrimental to his appearance, so he cleared his throat and stood up and asked me, "Comrade, may I ask you..."

"He is our regiment commander!" Li Guoqiang seemed to want to scare them, and before I could answer, he rushed to answer: "Don't look at our regiment commander's sage-like scholar. There are at least hundreds of American devils who died under him. The devils! When they hear the name of our regiment commander, their legs will be frightened!"

"So you are Captain Cui! Lucky to meet!" A strange look flashed in the eyes of the policeman who was leading the way when he heard this, and soon reached out to hold it enthusiastically with me: "My name is Xie Changbin, and I am the deputy director of Andong Public Security Bureau!"

"Do you know me?" I couldn't help but feel a little confused when I heard this.

Looking at the other policemen, they seemed to look at me with surprise, and they felt even more strange. If someone was on the battlefield, they would know that I was not strange, but they obviously had never been on the battlefield.

"Well! I've seen your file before!" Xie Changbin smiled embarrassedly: "We were still talking about you just now! Because everyone was a little unbelievable when they looked at the file, they all said that how could a person make so much contribution! I believed it, but I thought..."

"I thought our regiment commander was a big and thick man!" Perhaps because he was too excited to return to China, Li Guoqiang answered again, "I told you not to let our regiment commander look like he was!"

The soldiers laughed as they coaxed, and looked at them and seemed to agree with Li Guoqiang's words.

"Captain Cui!" Xie Changbin smiled for a while, then lowered his voice and said to me: "Can we talk with one step?"

"If you have anything, just say it here!" I replied without thinking: "Don't worry, the comrades here are all good brothers who have been through life and death with me, and there is nothing to say!"

This sentence made the soldiers very useful and immediately won a lot of touching eyes.

"Okay!" After thinking about it, Xie Changbin nodded and said, "Captain Cui, we are here to collect bullets this time, on the one hand, for the safety of the people of Anton, and on the other hand, for your safety! So, please actively cooperate with our work!"

"For the safety of the people?"

“For our safety?”

...

Upon hearing this, the soldiers all looked at Xie Changbin with strange eyes.

"That's right!" Xie Changbin nodded and simply said to the soldiers loudly: "Comrades, you are all the people's army and our soldiers, so I really believe that you will not intentionally be unfavorable to the people. But..."

After a pause, Xie Changbin looked around and continued, "But sometimes what happens is something you can't imagine! You have just returned from the battlefield and lived a very intense life on the battlefield for a long time. You are still unable to adapt to the peaceful society in the country, so there are very likely things that we don't want to see happen!"

"What's the matter? Let's hear!" Listening to Xie Changbin's words, I seemed to understand something.

"Captain Cui! You know, before you, there were several troops who entered North Korea to fight and returned to China!"

"Well! I know this!" I nodded. The troops were rotated once during the fifth battle, and we should have been rotated for the second time now.

"Let me tell them something about them!" Xie Changbin replied: "As soon as the soldiers came down from the battlefield, many people still maintained the habit of keeping guns away. Whenever there was any movement, they would get used to raising the guns at the fastest speed. When they saw someone, they would shoot like a conditioned reflex, so..."

Listening to Xie Changbin's words, the soldiers were all silent. They were all veterans who had been on the battlefield for many years. They understood what Xie Changbin said at that time, and they knew very well in their hearts that what Xie Changbin said was indeed the truth, and even happened to them.

"This situation is fine during the day!" Seeing that the soldiers did not speak, Xie Changbin continued: "In the daytime, most comrades will soon react. When they see clearly that they are their own people under their guns, most comrades can control it in time. However, when it darkens at night, this kind of accidental injury is difficult to control, so many tragedies have occurred. The people were injured by accident, and the comrades who accidentally injured the people were also imprisoned, and overnight they turned from heroes to prisoners..."

"Comrades! This police comrade is right!" Li Pinghe stepped forward and said, "Although we are all veterans and there is very little possibility of such a thing happening, we still have to be in case. Otherwise, it will hurt the people and cause losses to the people, and at the same time put ourselves in prison. We will regret it at that time!"

"Captain! What do you say?" Hearing this, the soldiers all turned their eyes to me.

"Get the bullet!" I gave the order without thinking.

The reason why I was unwilling to hand over the bullets before was probably because I did not come out of that state of war! Now thinking about it, I have to return to my motherland. North Korea and China are completely different. Every place in North Korea is war, every place has crisis, and everyone may be an enemy. However, in China, although the whole country has prepared for war and sent hundreds of thousands of troops to North Korea, the war has stopped on the Yalu River.

The magical Yalu River seemed to have infinite magic power, blocking the demons of war outside the country. But I knew very well that this was not the magic power of the Yalu River, but the magic power of the volunteer soldiers. It was the thousands of lives of the volunteer soldiers that created this safety line!

"Wow..." After listening to my order, the soldiers no longer hesitated and took out their bullets and threw them into the bag prepared by Xie Changbin and others. The soldier had dozens of bullets and dozens of bullets. In a short while, the bag was filled with the bag, and Xie Changbin and others were so busy that they were very happy.

Looking at Xie Changbin and others, they were really like beggars begging along the aisle. Are they all bent over and held bags, waiting for the soldiers to "give alms". The soldiers were like rich men, throwing handfuls of money into their bags, which was so satisfying...

"Captain!" While I was dreaming about Qianqiu, a soldier ran to me with a gun in his arms and said anxiously: "I am using an American gun, and this bullet cannot be withdrawn..."

"Um!" I was stunned when I heard this. Then I realized that my own M1 was loaded with eight bullets! The m1 rifle is also strange. Once the bullet is loaded in, it cannot be retreated. Many soldiers of the 538th Regiment use this kind of rifle. For nothing else, this guy is much stronger than the Mosinnagan thrown to us by the big brother of the Soviet Union. But it really makes us embarrassed now.

After thinking about it, I loudly ordered the soldiers: "Everyone has it, there are no need to retreat the bullets in the gun chamber, just shoot them out! Just treat it as a way to see them off for the comrades who cannot come back!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded, opened the car window without saying a word, raised the various weapons in their hands and ran into the open space outside the window, "bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang. The train headed straight for the Yalu River amid the gunfire and smoke.

"Woo..." With the long whistle of the train, the soldiers stood up from their chairs, pointed out the window excitedly and shouted: "It's time to the Yalu River! It's time to the Yalu River!"

At this time, the Yalu River could no longer see its appearance, only a vast piece of white ice and snow. If it weren't for the familiar steel bridge above, it would be impossible to recognize it.

"Captain!" Suddenly a soldier shouted: "Look! The people of the motherland are welcoming us!"

I slightly put my head close to the car window and looked along the warrior's gaze. Sure enough, I saw two big words that could be seen from afar on the wall of a tall building opposite, "Welcome". At the bridge head near China, the tall Arc de Triomphe stood. Behind the Arc de Triomphe and on both sides of the railway, there were dense crowds of people standing.

The train passed through the Yalu River Bridge with a "woosh" sound and passed through the Arc de Triomphe, the gongs and drums were loud, firecrackers were roaring, cheers and slogans were heard, and the whole world was filled with joy. The carriage also boiled, and the soldiers reached out and waved their hands vigorously.

The speed of the train gradually slowed down, and the scenery on both sides of the railway became clearer and clearer. Only then did I realize that from the north bank of the Yalu River to the Andong Railway Station, we were covered with welcome slogans everywhere. Huge colorful archways were set up in the square in front of the station. The tall buildings in the city were dressed up in festival dresses. The agencies, shops and entertainment venues on both sides of the main streets were decorated with lights and colorful welcome slogans. Several colorful balloons were also raised in the square, with large slogans such as "Welcome the Chinese People's Volunteer Army to Return Gloriously". Among the people who came to welcome were workers in factories, students in schools, men and women, old and young, all holding flowers in their hands, holding colorful flags, cheering and shouting...

The people and things outside the car window moved back slowly and finally stopped. With a "squeak" sound, the locomotive released steam to cover everyone. Before the train could stop, the people on both sides of the tracks surrounded him, and they all rushed to hold hands with the soldiers who reached out from the car window. The door opened, and the soldiers who were queuing up to get out of the car were soon surrounded by the villagers.

"Hello, comrades!"

"Thank you for your hard work, comrades!"

"The people of the motherland thank you!"

...

Greetings, flowers, and hands kept waving in front of me, which made us dazzled and overwhelmed. Those who knew and those who didn’t know were all sending flowers and blessings to us. In fact, none of these villagers were known to me, but I felt like they were welcomed by relatives who came back, and I felt like I was returning home now...

Anton, I have been here in modern times. It is today's Dandong. When I was interviewing reporters in North Korea, I spent a few days in this city that was only one water from North Korea.

It is said that the name Andong originally had the meaning of the Eastern Anzhen country. Later, North Korea believed that this name implied that their country was uneasy. In order to ensure the friendship between China and North Korea, it was renamed "Dandong" in 1965, meaning the Red East City.

Dandong in modern times is much more prosperous than the Anton I saw in front of me. But for some reason, I feel that Anton is more intimate and cute now!

The sound of firecrackers kept ringing, and the sound of gongs and drums were deafening. The red scarves handed bunches of flowers to us. On the radio, a high-pitched and pleasant soprano shouted loudly: "Resisting U.S. Aggression and aiding Korea is the internationalist obligation of the Chinese people. The Chinese People's Volunteer Army is the best children of the Chinese nation and the most lovely person of the Chinese people. In the past, you bravely rushed to the front line to oppose aggression and defend peace. Today, you returned to the motherland gloriously for peace. Your high internationalism and revolutionary heroism spirit will always be an example for the motherland people to learn from...

I was a little scared by this scene. It’s not that my quality is not high, but that I have never experienced so many people coming to greet me, and I have never enjoyed so many people sending blessings to me at the same time. At this moment, I felt that the hearts of everyone present were connected, and I felt the power of unity, and I personally felt the profound meaning of the word "One One"!
Chapter completed!