Chapter 82 Military Base

"The leader, it's the leader, the leader is back!"

As soon as I walked out of the parked jeep, I was surrounded by groups of soldiers.

The only one who returned to the base was the one who gave me a jeep. Commander Pang left me a few hours ago because he wanted to send Chen Zhongyuan and a few people back.

"Yo hey! Are you all back?" The car that I had been in for too long made my feet a little numb. After getting off the car, I moved my muscles and bones, and asked the soldiers: "Have you arranged the family? My family is all okay!"

"All arranged! All the family is well!" The soldiers beside them replied excitedly: "Captain, we don't know if we don't go back. This time we go back, we realize that we are all heroes!"

"Yes! Commander!" Another soldier replied: "Our 538th Regiment won several great victories on the battlefield, and many people in the family knew about it! When the village heard that I was going back, they picked me up ten miles outside the village! They also carried my mother in a sedan chair, which made her happy..."

"So too!" A soldier with thick eyebrows and big eyes replied: "For the past ten days we have been back! Every day, either this or that one is inviting to dinner. The things the villagers send are enough for my family for the first half of the year!"

"That's it!" Some soldiers pointed at the soldier with thick eyebrows and big eyes and joked: "You don't know, Commander! The village also introduced a partner to Lin Xintang!"

"Is that true?" I couldn't help but smile and said, "There is such a good thing. If I had known I would have followed you!"

The soldiers laughed like a loud noise.

"Captain, Commander!" A young soldier squeezed in with a blue man, then stuffed blue man into my hand and said happily: "Captain, this is what my mother brought to you, pancakes! I told my mother about you at home. My mother said you are a great hero. Let me follow you to fight and win the breath for us Chinese. Before leaving, I told me to bring this pancakes to you to taste!"

"Um..." I couldn't help but take Lan Zi after hearing this, and shook the little soldier's hand in emotion, and said, "Then I'll accept it. Go back and write a letter to tell your mother, thank you for her pancake and this good son she gave birth to!"

"Okay!" the young soldier responded happily.

"Captain, I've brought something here too! Local specialties from my hometown..."

"I've brought it too!"

...

Then the soldiers handed me a lot of bags of things, which made me overwhelmed. In a short while, a pile of blues and bags were piled up in front of me, like a hill.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Comrades, how could I finish eating so many things alone? Do you think I am a pig or what if I do?"

With a coaxing sound, the soldiers burst into laughter again.

"Captain, you can eat it slowly when you leave it!" Some soldiers said, "Anyway, it's no problem to eat it after ten or half a month!"

"I dare not enjoy it alone!" After thinking about it, I said loudly to the soldiers: "Comrades, everyone has brought so many delicious foods, specialties and made by my mother. Let's have a dinner tonight to share these foods, okay?"

"Okay!" The soldiers all cheered excitedly.

That night, the soldiers of the entire regiment shared the food they brought back in the all-round hall arranged by Yu Dongpei. There were raw food and cooked food. Naturally, the raw food was handed over to Yu Dongpei for processing, and the cooked food was divided up by the soldiers on the table on the spot. Because most of these foods were brought by the soldiers from home, they were carefully cooked by the soldiers for the soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield, and they all took some thought, so the soldiers all ate it. Some soldiers even ate while introducing the recipes to other comrades, and the hall was very lively.

Throughout the whole night, the soldiers were laughing and talking about the stories after returning to their hometown. Although I didn’t hear what they were saying, in fact, there were so many people and so many stories that I couldn’t hear at all. But I could feel the preferential treatment they received after returning to their hometown from the pride and pride on their faces.

This can also be regarded as an unexpected gain for the troops. No wonder someone said, "Those who win the hearts of the people will win the world, and those who lose the hearts of the people will lose the world!" The current situation is a clear proof of this sentence!

Just imagine, if the wars done by the volunteers do not meet the public's opinion and are not supported by the people, the soldiers will not know how many people will be scolded by the soldiers when they go back. But now it is completely the opposite. When the soldiers return home and feel the support of their families, fellow villagers and people across the country, they will naturally feel a sense of pride and a sense of accomplishment in their hearts. This sense of pride and accomplishment can make the soldiers use their lives more and more life-and-death on the battlefield, and strive for more honors more without hesitation, thus forming a virtuous cycle of unity and unity in the whole country...

Looking at Chinese history, how many times can such a good social atmosphere appear?

So I suddenly felt that it was a blessing that God could bring me back to this era and put me in such an atmosphere, feel the unity of the people across the country, and feel that the people across the country are working selflessly for the same goal!

"Captain!" Just as I was stunned, a familiar voice appeared in my ears.

"Well! Xu Yongwei!" I turned my head and found out that it was Xu Yongwei. I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and asked with concern: "How is it? Have all the things at home been arranged?"

"Yeah!" Xu Yongwei nodded with red eyes and swollen eyes, saying, "My father left two months ago, and the villagers gathered money to bury his father. I have a sister in my family. The villagers know that I am fighting on the front line, and I either deliver food or clothes every day, and I live a stable life!"

"Well! Then you have to thank the villagers for coming to the countryside!" I couldn't help but feel a little moved. In these days, the feelings of villagers in the countryside are not comparable to those of my neighbors.

"Well!" Xu Yongwei nodded: "I just regret that I have no money and cannot repay my great kindness to me, but the villagers said to me, 'You have suffered so much and suffered so many sins on the battlefield, aren't you still going to protect us? This is the best reward for us!' Before leaving, the village chief told me that I could go to the battlefield to fight with peace of mind. He would treat my sister like a daughter. In the future, even if I become a martyr, he would find a good family for my sister and let her live a good life!"

"That's good! That's good!" I didn't know what to say, but just patted Xu Yongwei on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Then don't let down the expectations of the villagers for you, learn your skills in the army to fight the Japanese!"

"Yeah!" Xu Yongwei nodded firmly.

I thought a lot this night. Since this era, everyone I came into contact with was soldiers, and it was not until recently that I had contacted the people. I have always thought that only soldiers under the constraints of revolutionary discipline can have such high ideological awareness; at the same time, I also thought that only the feelings between comrades can make them selflessly devoted and give up for others.

But now I find myself wrong, and I’m very wrong!

Now I realize that not only the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, but also the people of the whole China. On the battlefield, the soldiers in North Korea are not only the soldiers in North Korea, but also the millions of people in the country!

Perhaps because of poverty, the elderly in this era have a habit of hiding a sum of money as their coffin. Because they are worried that after their death, their children will bury themselves hastily because they have no money. Some elderly people would rather be hungry when they are alive than save the money. They usually hide and tease, and they don’t even tell their own sons. It is conceivable how important this money is to the elderly.

However, for this war and for the volunteer soldiers on the front line, the elderly can donate all the coffin books that handle the funeral after their death. No one knows how courage and selfless it takes to donate this money, but I know that what these elderly people send to us is not only the coffin books, but also their support and the support of millions of people!

They even dared to donate the coffin book. What battles do our volunteers dare not fight? What battles can we not win?

The next day, I took the soldiers to the military base under the guidance of Commander Pang to conduct routine training for the soldiers.

Yu Dongpei's logistics base is mainly used to provide a material transfer station for the soldiers on the front line, so it cannot be lived for a long time. If all troops have to live in his logistics base for a long time, it is not realistic. So we rested there for two days, and after replenishing the material, we drove to another military base.

The military base was not far away. Our group walked for more than three hours in the direction designated by Commander Pang, and arrived at the destination.

A few days ago, I was worried that after the soldiers came home this time, they might feel weak because they were concerned about their family members. They also thought about how to do ideological work for the soldiers or take measures to make the soldiers devote themselves to training and rest. But now I find that this worry is safe and unnecessary.

When I got home this time, all the soldiers were aroused by the family's relatives and fellow villagers, so their morale was unprecedentedly high, even surpassing the time when they won the battle on the battlefield! Isn't it? Everyone raised their chests high, like a rooster who had just won the battle, so that the soldiers guarding the base looked at us, were shocked by the spirit we showed, and they all looked at us with strange eyes.

The person who came out to greet us was Company Commander Wu, who was stationed at this base. After reading our customs clearance documents, he saluted us and led the way in front to welcome us.

Stepping on the snow on the ground and walking along the mountain road into the entrance of the base, we couldn't help but look at the empty valley inside in a daze.

There were no houses and no other troops. There were only a few broken American tanks, several anti-aircraft machine guns, and several cannons of unknown type. After a long time, we finally found several rows of familiar tunnel entrances on both sides of the valley.

"Company Commander Wu, this is..." Seeing this, I couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Report to the regiment commander! This is our military base!" Captain Wu stepped forward and replied.

"Is this a military base?" I said incredible: "The military base... doesn't even have a place to live? Or live in a tunnel?"

"Report to the leader! There were dormitories here, but they were all demolished later!"

"Demolition? Why?"

"In order to carry forward the hard work of our revolutionary soldiers!" Company Commander Wu replied without thinking: "The purpose of doing this is to allow the resting troops to better adapt to the environment on the battlefield and to better train new recruits!"

"What? New recruits?" Hearing this, I couldn't help but look at Company Commander Wu in confusion.

"Yes!" Company Commander Wu nodded and replied, "Don't you know the regiment commander? Most of the troops coming from the front line have severely reduced their troops, and the regiment commander's troops are no exception! Now we can take advantage of the rest time to replenish the troops, and after training for a period of time, we can better go to the battlefield to attack the enemy!"

"Yeah!" I couldn't help but nod.

Company Commander Wu was right. The volunteer army used rotation tactical operations to not transfer the front-line troops back to the country to enjoy, but to allow the front-line troops to rest and maintain morale, and to be supplemented and maintained combat effectiveness. Especially for the training of new recruits, it is even more important.

It is said that in the early days of the Korean War, the Volunteers' preparations were not sufficient. Moreover, the combat personnel were reduced at that time, and non-combat personnel were severely reduced. The front-line combat personnel were severely insufficient, so many of the supplementary soldiers transferred from various places were walking on the train, and they were directly sent to the battlefield when they learned to shoot guns.

The result of this is that the casualty rate of supplementary soldiers is extremely high, and the overall combat capability of the troops has also declined due to the joining of these recruits who have no combat experience and no necessary training.

However, as the war develops, the situation on the front line gradually stabilizes, and we also have time to use the rest time to provide necessary training for the new recruits. This will allow the troops to absorb new blood, ensure combat effectiveness, and prepare for the future of going to the battlefield again.

"Are there any other troops here?" I walked forward aimlessly, looked at the surrounding environment, and asked casually.

"Report, there is no other troops except our company!" Company Commander Wu replied: "The last group of comrades from the 39th Army who were resting here, they just entered the North Korea and just left this base for you!"

"Um!" I finally understood after listening to the words of Company Commander Wu. Although the volunteer soldiers retreated from the front line, no one was idle when they returned to the country. Groups of people were preparing to return to the battlefield! Moreover, in order to enter North Korea in time to provide reinforcements when necessary, many bases were set up on the Sino-North Korea border.

"Everyone is there!" Thinking of this, I ordered the soldiers: "Enter the tunnel immediately and build fortifications in various highlands according to the combat requirements!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded and immediately scattered and entered the designated position.

I took the soldiers around the high ground and found many problems. The tunnels dug by the comrades of the 39th Army were very shallow, and the deepest one was only a few meters. Such shallow tunnels were not enough to resist the explosives thrown in by the US military or the flamethrower. Some tunnels used too few logs to withstand the bombing of the US military. Moreover, the tunnel openings were not very reasonable, there was no connection between them, and they could not provide fire support to each other.

This is not surprising. When the comrades of the 39th Army fought the Korean War, they were still intertwined attacks between large troops and had not launched tunnel wars. I think they just heard that the front line was fighting tunnel wars, so they also followed the way they imagined to practice tunnel wars in the rear. But after all, the drill was different from actual combat. Without actual combat tests, they certainly would not know what kind of tunnels can resist the enemy's attack on the front line.

But I think that when they walked onto the battlefield, they quickly understood because they would soon take over the tunnels left by the front-line troops. But it made us suffer. Isn't this? The 538th Regiment Commander and the soldiers all smiled bitterly at these unqualified tunnels.

Some soldiers started talking:

"Do we dare to go into these tunnels? A few American bombs buried us alive!"

"That's it! There are also these tunnels. As long as the enemy puts a machine gun on the stone stand, they can block four or five tunnel entrances in one breath!"

...

"Where does it come from so much nonsense?" I couldn't help but shouted at the soldiers: "This is the battlefield, do whatever you should do!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded, and without saying a word, they pulled out their shovels and started to get busy.

"Oh! I'm really hard!" Looking at the busy soldiers, I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart: "It's not enough to dig a tunnel on the battlefield. I have to do the same thing after getting off the battlefield. I can't stop for a moment."

I chose a fairly acceptable tunnel as my regiment headquarters. The guards quickly put tables, smoke lamps, maps, etc. inside. The radio soldiers immediately started calling the division headquarters to report our current location and situation. The telephone soldiers ran around the mountains with a bundle of telephone lines on their backs...

Everything is arranged in an orderly manner without my orders. The soldiers know what they should do and what to do. This may be the difference between leading a veteran unit and a new recruit unit!

Sitting boredly on the shell box, looking at the topographic map that Company Commander Wu had just sent on the table, a feeling of powerlessness rose in my heart.

This is not only without enemies and no danger, but our group is here to look at the topographic map!

Imaginary enemy? Drill?

Isn’t there a saying that “When the Five Mountains return, don’t look at the mountains, and when the Yellow Mountain returns, don’t look at the mountains”? This means that after seeing the more dangerous and strange mountains, you will be disliked by ordinary mountains.

Similarly, I think the situation I am facing now is the same. We are a unit tempered in the real war. Now let us practice in this situation where we know there is no danger or enemies. The first feeling in our hearts is that we are bored.
Chapter completed!