Xu Qing stared at him for a few seconds and saw that this was a rare soldier with moral standards. He said: "If you want to leave, I can untie you now and send you to the bridge so that you can return."

Home."

Little Jayden: "Then..."

"But only you."

Little Jayden choked. The other soldiers heard this and were quite envious. As long as they crossed the bridge to the port and took the boat back, they would be back home.

But little Jayden only thought about it for a short while and said sadly: "I choose to stay. Although I miss my hometown very much, I can't abandon my soldiers."

Xu Qing stopped saying that it might be okay to let a person who hates war go, but it would be different for a group of soldiers. In this war, there is no situation of letting anyone go, only the situation of who kills whom in the end.

He can't agree, the Seventh Company can't agree, the hundreds of thousands of corps can't agree, and the countless loyal bones of martyrs buried under the green mountains will not agree, let alone the 50 million Chinese people.

Although war is not a child's play, the Chinese people never pray for peace. They must stand up and show their dignity to these international enemies.

He had no intention of saying anything more.

After asking about the situation in two or three times, plus the information from Major Hans's mouth, after comprehensive analysis, there is no other value here, and he called for everyone to move out.

Yu Congrong didn't leave immediately. He looked back at the untouched food and coffee on the tray on the table, and said with a look of resentment: "You are too wasteful. You just cooked it hot, and it will freeze later."

Now, do you want to drink or not? If you don’t want to drink, I will.”

"Yes, without adding milk or sugar." Little Jayden didn't know what he was talking about, he just smiled and shook his head.

So, Yu Congrong picked up the cup and drank the coffee in big gulps, burped, and then frowned and gritted his teeth and said: "This Hei Bulaqiu stuff is so bitter, but you foreign devils actually like it so much?

I’ll leave the rest to you, don’t come here to fight again!”

He stuffed the cans and foreign wine directly into his arms, took the tray away, and called the soldiers to quickly escort the prisoners away.

Little Jayden was stunned for a second. The two of them couldn't understand what they were saying to each other at all, but looking at his appearance, it was a small unintentional act of kindness to him that saved his life. He also smiled and murmured

Murmured: "Okay, thank you..."

But Yu Congrong had already run away, and the other soldiers immediately shouted to the prisoners of war to get up, take them away immediately, turn left in the corridor and get in the car to set off.

outside the house.

As soon as we went out, the wind and snow became stronger again, and the snowflakes in the sky were like fog. This is the real scenery of North Korea. The cold weather and cold moon test people's willpower.

"The explosives are all ready. The team of the third battalion is also on the way. The regiment headquarters received the telegram and informed them to come over overnight to receive the supplies." Song Weiguo ran over to report.

"Okay, we'll talk about it on the way."

"Walk."

"Get in the car and get out of here!"

Everyone knew there was no need to delay, but they didn't panic. They were already prepared. If it weren't for the supplies here, they would have blown up the bridge and left. Yu Congrong wrapped his clothes tightly and chased after him: "What did that guy just say? What did he want to do?

?”

Xu Qing: "Let's exchange ways of living. They said they don't want to fight anymore and want to cross the bridge."

"Huh?" Yu Congrong was stunned, "This is a beautiful thought. Why didn't you tell me before? These little bastards - they might just pick up the gun again if they let go!"

The car quickly set off silently, crossing the bridge and driving towards the deserted mountains and forests. If Americans say there are no roads, it means they can't walk on these roads. And these do not include the Chinese. We can always make it in the end.

Create miracles in impossible places.

Xu Qing watched the convoy get off the road and head directly into the rugged mountains. There was an indescribable solemnity and heaviness in his eyes. Any victory and respect from the enemy are not earned for free, but from the fallen soldiers and martyrs.

They, heroes, their glory.

"There are no innocent souls in the war. They want to go home." Mei Sheng said softly.

He looked at the mountains and forests in the distance. At midnight, there was the south, the direction the Americans wanted to retreat to Xingnan Port, and the north was the long mountain ridge lines lying on the earth.

"There." Wu Qianli also boarded the car and pointed to the north, where even at night there were seas of clouds, foggy mountains and majestic mountains: "Why don't we want to go home? Isn't that also our border, our home?

.We will not be able to go back until this battle is over."

Xu Qing looked at it for a long time: "Yes, the direction of the motherland, the direction of home."

"When can we really return to China?" In the carriage, little Jayden, as the only prisoner whose hands were not tied, looked at the direction pointed by these people, took a sip of foreign wine, and felt the same emotion.

Same car but different dreams.

He looked to the south, and the soldiers looked to the north. They all stopped for a long time, as if they wanted to imprint that line firmly in their eyes and engraved it in their hearts. But in fact, where could they see it? The dividing line was unknown to the north.
Chapter completed!