Half an hour later.

"Yes, I feel more energetic now."

Lei Gong stopped, blew the broken hair off Xu Qing's neck, straightened his head, took a look, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Give."

He threw a white towel over from the wall, waved his hand, and asked Xu Qing to stand up: "Go and take a look in the mirror. My skills are pretty good, right?"

Xu Qing looked at an old round mirror on the wall, stretched his head left and right, and revealed a clean and youthful young man. Although his skin was dark, his eyebrows and eyes were gradually becoming tougher.

But he smiled slightly and still said harshly: "Well, it's okay..."

"How can it be okay?"

Lei Gong was not happy anymore. He put down the scissors and looked over with an unkind look: "I'm a good cutter, and I can cut everything for you while standing straight. This is something passed down from Shanghai: it's very fashionable now! Hey, you brat are not satisfied yet.

, I made it according to the hair shape of your instructor Mei Sheng, I can’t go wrong..."

Isn't this the student head?

Xu Qing smiled inwardly and was about to answer when a shout came from the aisle of the carriage:

"Wu Wanli, where are the people from Wu Wanli?"

He stuck his head out and saw the soldiers gathering in the carriage, so he quickly replied:

"Hey, there it is - here!"

Immediately he was about to go out, but Lei Gong grabbed him from the side and said, "Don't you want the military uniform?"

"Almost forgot."

He turned around and took the military uniform jacket and quickly put it on.

Lei Gong laughed and said: "Don't be anxious. You have to be calm and collected when encountering problems. It's not even three o'clock yet..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Qianli half-opened the curtain, glanced at the door, and said with a cold face:

"Why are you still hanging around here, leaving the whole company waiting for you? Hurry up!"

After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for his reply.

Xu Qing put on his military cap, turned around and raised his eyebrows at Lei Gong, and then shouted: "...it's coming! It's coming!"

Lei Gong shook his head and laughed silently: "These two ghosts have the same virtue!"

But then he took some cigarettes and matches and put them in his pocket, and followed him out.

In the carriage.

At this time, more than a hundred soldiers from the Seventh Company had put on military uniforms and were crowded in the corridor. They were all veterans, and they were all whispering to each other. However, when they saw the company commander Wu Qianli coming with his people,

They all stopped:

"stand at attention!"

The seventh company stood in formation.

Lei Gong also returned to the crowd. Although he was slow, he was also meticulous. He was very accurate and couldn't find any faults.

Xu Qing didn't know where to stand, so he had to stay where he was.

Wu Qianli looked at everyone and nodded, then said:

"Since the establishment of our Seventh Company, we have been wallowing in blood and fire, experiencing life and death in the flames of war. From the Anti-Japanese War to liberation, we have won countless honors after winning battles, and these honors are for every day.

A soldier from the Seventh Company completed it together. Some of them sacrificed their lives, and some became what you are now..."

"Everyone knows that this time the entire army is mobilized and headed north. We may have to fight again if we wait. To be honest... I don't know when or where we will fight!"

"But, this is not a reason, let alone an excuse! Our seventh company cannot fall behind, and we must always go all out to prepare for war. But today...it has only been one day since we returned to the company, and I found that everyone was very slack: Are you coming back?"

Once the family is lying down, there is no organization or discipline, and war is no longer taken seriously. Ah? Is this what the Seventh Company should be like?"

"--no!"

"What do you think the Seventh Company is? A bandit den, or your own family? The least among you has been in the army for two years, and the most is even more than ten years. That's it, setting an example in front of a new recruit?! I hope... at the same time

It’s also an order! Next, everyone must think about it, reflect on it, correct their thoughts and attitudes, recognize the problem, and report it to the instructor. Do you understand?”

All members of the Seventh Company: "I understand!"

"Okay, that's all for this question. Next, there is another matter. Our Seventh Company will join a new soldier today..."

Wu Qianli said and turned around, looking at Xu Qing with slightly complicated eyes:

"...His name is Wu Wanli. He is a recruit and he is also my biological brother... But no matter what his status is, if he joins the Seventh Company, he is a member of the Seventh Company! Now, according to the tradition of the Seventh Company, Comrade Wu Wanli's gun training ceremony will be held.

ceremony!"

Pairs of eyes looked over, curious, inquiring, and mostly showing kindness towards their comrades.

Wu Qianli said again: "Yu Congrong, you are an old comrade. Please tell him about the situation of our Seventh Company."

"Yes, company commander!"

Yu Congrong, who seemed restless, looked quite serious at this moment. He stepped out of the queue and said loudly:

"Our seventh company, formerly part of the first column of the Third Field Army of East China, is now reorganized into the seventh company of the first offensive regiment of the 80th Division of the 27th Army of the Ninth Corps!"

"We have fought against the Japanese, expelled Chiang Kai-shek, fought heroes, and participated in dozens of battles. We once annihilated them all within half a day and captured an enemy that was six times more powerful than our company. We became famous throughout the army and won honors.

countless!"

"Our company is on the battlefield, charging at the forefront, lurking deepest, and annihilating the most enemies! We make detours, separate and attack together, take surprise, and use death to clear the way. We are known as the seventh interspersed company! The sharp knife company! The victorious company! The combat model company!

"

After speaking, he saluted and returned to the queue.

Xu Qing stood up straighter as he listened.

Although he had seen the movie "Changjin Lake" and had some understanding of the Seventh Company, he still felt his blood boiling all over his body and felt proud when he listened to it.

"Yes, this is the Seventh Company!"

Qianli stared at Xu Qing: "Wu Wanli, remember. No one from the Seventh Company surrendered, only those who died in battle. From now on, you are the 677th soldier of the Seventh Company!"

Xu Qing said solemnly: "...Yes!"

"Wu Wanli."

Mei Sheng, the instructor next to him, spoke slowly: "Perhaps you are wondering why you are the 677th and there are so many people in the 7th company? Aren't there only a hundred or so people in this carriage?"

"I'll tell you why."

He took a step forward and said seriously:

"Because we are an interleaved company, the seventh interleaved company! The enemy's rear is the front line of our army. We have added together all our comrades who have sacrificed their lives on the battlefield and been injured and retired since the establishment of the seventh company!"

"When we go to war, we don't have as advanced aircraft, artillery, and tanks as the enemy. Sometimes... our best weapon is ourselves!"

"In front of you, there are 676 soldiers who have fought hard, shed blood, and fought in the Seventh Company. But now, including you, there are only 157 left!"

"It is difficult for us to remember how many bullets we have fired, but we must remember the names of the soldiers. This is the only trace left by them. Only in this way can we remember them who died... and they may die the next moment.

of us!”

Instructor Mei turned his head and straightened his military cap:

"Let's get to know each other again. I am the 135th soldier of the 7th interleaved company, Mei Sheng!"

Wu Qianli: "Yes, I am the 162nd soldier of the Seventh Company, Wu Qianli. There is also the 161st, Wu Baili!"

Yu Congrong: "I am the 221st soldier, Yu Congrong!"

Pinghe: "I am number 280, Pinghe!"

"Number 335, He Changgui!"

"No. 572, Li Chizheng!"

"No. 657, Liu Zhiyi!"

"Five hundred and thirty-three, Barong..."

"Five hundred and sixty-five, Xuan Qiang..."

"Four hundred and nineteen..."

………

In the crowd, the soldiers of the Seventh Company all echoed and announced their names and locations loudly.

All of them had faces both old and young, and their voices were not as excited as he imagined, but with the calmness they were used to.

It is a kind of calmness that sees through life and death.

Until Lei Gong spoke for the last time:

"...Seventeenth place, Lei Suisheng."

This number is very sad because he is the oldest person here and has witnessed the most deaths.
To be continued...