Chapter 192, Return to China to study

Luo Er was not surprised to hear the information leaked by Park Ji-sun. After all, he had participated in the preliminary task of the negotiations. Although he participated in the People's Army; however, looking at the fighter jets passing by from time to time on his head every day and the arrogant back and forth, Luo Er did not think that the Americans would end the war easily, and if he was not careful in secret, he would suffer a great loss.

After staying with Luo Er for a few days, Park Ji-sun had no choice but to return to the Joint Command. She wanted to transfer Luo Er to a place close to her, but Luo Er refused, "I can't bear to investigate the company, let's talk about it when the war is over."

Park Ji-sun left. Before Luo Er recovered, he received a call from Dali, "Ro Er, come to the regiment headquarters." Before Luo Er could ask, the phone hung up.

When he rushed to the regiment headquarters, Luo Er saw Dali with a happy face. Although this guy was sitting steadily, his big mouth had already cracked and he smiled like a flower.

"Haha, Luo Er, come on, let me tell you good news." He grabbed Luo Er and handed a cigarette intimately, "The superior ordered me to report to Pyongyang within three days and return to China to study."

"Study?" Luo Er looked at Dali's square head in a daze. Just like this, he still studied? Don't be funny. It's not that Luo Er underestimated Commander Du, he had never seen this guy read a book, and he always yelled that he would get sleepy when he reads a book.

"I'm envious," Dali took out a piece of paper proudly, spread it carefully to Luo Er's eyes, "Look, notice, I'm going to study at the Military Academy, the Army Advanced Quick-Study Department."

Without waiting for Luo Er to take a closer look, he quickly put it back and put it in his pocket. "I heard that the school is in Nanjing, where there are many beauties." With a mysterious look on his face, Luo Er choked on his last sentence. He was not upright.

Luo Er smiled and congratulated him repeatedly, but there was a lot of ridicule on his face. Political Commissar Zhang next to him laughed secretly. Political Commissar Zhang, who had benefited from Luo Er, now had a very kind attitude towards Luo Er. The enemy's map, a large number of documents and even military flags were sent up by his hands, which was obviously to make military achievements for the regiment, and the whole group wiped out the political commissar's resentment.

What I received was the third admission notice issued by the Military Academy of the People's Liberation Army of China. This academy, which was written by **, has twice as many teachers than the academy. Each period has more than 700 colleges, more than 1,400 faculty cadres, and dozens of Soviet instructors. It can be said to be China's first military academy.

I have to say that Luo Er was very envious, but he was not that jealous. At least he was not as jealous as the political commissar on the side. He didn't know the value of this notice, but Political Commissar Zhang understood very well.

"The Commander Liu, who succeeded me, is already on the way. I hope that Political Commissar Zhang can cooperate with the new Commander's work. So, Luo Er, you can't run away all the time and restrain the troops." Dali began to explain the follow-up work and chatted a lot.

In the afternoon, Dali convened another meeting of cadres at the battalion or above. Luo Er was unable to participate in this level. His level was not enough, so he happened to go back to the company to participate in the excavation of the tunnel.

The superiors ordered the coastal defense tasks, including the strengthening of underground fortifications, have not been cancelled.

In the evening, the newly appointed Leader Liu not only brought several cadres, but also brought a notice to Luo Er. This notice was written in the form of a bilingual Chinese and Korean languages.

So Luo Er was urgently recruited to the regiment headquarters again.

"Comrade Luo Benchu, you were recommended to study at Nanjing Military Academy. This is Comrade Hu Bin. He takes over your work and now he will start handing over. Tomorrow you will set off with Commander Du." Commander Liu is a serious cadre. He gave a few simple explanations and directly sent Hu Bin and Luo Er out of the regiment headquarters.

"Company Commander Luo, congratulations. When you go to school for further study, you will be at least at the deputy battalion level, much thicker than us big bosses." Hu Bin, who stood side by side with Luo Er, sighed with emotion. He was going to separate this time and didn't know what to say. However, the big gray lying outside the regiment headquarters gave Hu Bin a hint of surprise.

"Oh, Lao Hu, I didn't expect that the leader would brag about him in the morning and he was going to study, but why did he take me with me at night?" Luo Er, who came to his senses, smacked his lips and shook his head.

No more nonsense, Luo Er took Hu Bin back to the investigation company, assembled the platoon leader, and the political commissar Zhang who followed him read out the orders of his superiors.

When handing over the supplies and equipment, several full warehouses, piles of American military uniforms and a large amount of American weapons and ammunition, made Hu Bin very happy, especially more than 30 well-maintained night vision devices, which made Hu Bin's eyes narrow into a line.

"It's amazing, Commander Luo, I heard that your 352nd Regiment is equipped with good equipment. I didn't believe it at first, but now I see that I have become a frog in the well." Holding Luo Er's hand, Hu Bin's view of Luo Er had a subversive change.

Veterans all know that behind each set of equipment, there may be a living enemy who was killed. Now, at first glance, every soldier in the reconnaissance company did not carry Su-style weapons, Yishui's American weapons, and everyone had high-waisted military boots on their feet.

This pretty company commander Luo can either fight sneak attacks or kill the god, but no matter which one, he is a tough character; the careful Hu Bin has become much more cautious about Luo Er's words and behaviors.

There was no banquet that never ended. Luo Er knew this, but it came too quickly, so fast that he was a little dazed and was confused to hand over with Hu Bin, and then he stood in front of the platoon leaders.

"Brothers," Luo Er's voice hoarseness, "I'm going to go back to China to study. This is Company Commander Hu. I won't say much about anything else. Remember, there are no cowards in the Investigation Company." The last sentence was filled with emotions.

"Fight to death, I swear to be a prisoner." Xiao Zhang, Wu Mengguo, and Lin Tao stood attentively and replied loudly, "Fight to death, I swear to be a prisoner." The squad leaders behind them all responded in a deep voice.

Yes, fighting to the death, and not being a prisoner, nodding, Luo Er turned around and left with a smile; he believed that there would be no soldiers in the investigation company who were afraid of death, only men who fought to the death.

The matter was urgent, and here was the frontier. Luo Er did not say goodbye to the soldiers one by one, but he could clearly feel that there were countless gazes at every entrance of the tunnel, looking at him silently and leaving the reconnaissance company.

With a simple field backpack, Luo Er went to the regiment headquarters. He wanted to meet with Dali and set off early in the morning. Dahui followed his feet wiltedly and followed him step by step.

A few days ago, Luo Er was surprised to find that the queen ant in the ant nest and eleven flying ants began to spit out large balls of mucus, each wrapped in a cocoon dotted with blue spots, and began to hibernate motionlessly. Although there was a sharp helper missing, it also gave Luo Er a little breath of burden in his heart.

The hateful queen finally stopped peeping at the flying ants after putting on her blue spots and started to sleep. Luo Er didn't know whether it was a big loss of staff in the ant nest, which was a merit or a fault, at least he could not stop it.

He hurriedly wrote a letter, and Luo Er asked Political Commissar Zhang to bring it to Park Ji-sun. He didn't believe it. His wife didn't know what she was going to study. Perhaps, there was her role in it.

Anyway, he also has the contact information for writing a letter, so he is not worried that his wife will not be able to find him.

It was still dark, so Luo Er and Dali took a bus to the road. They had to arrive in Pyongyang within three days, and the students selected by the various troops, as well as some People's Army students, caught more than a thousand kilometers of road and headed to Nanjing. Da Hui lay in the back carriage without saying a word.

In the morning, Dali and Luo Er arrived in Pyongyang City and met with the waiting students at a logistics supply station. When they arrived here, Luo Er was told that he and Dali were the last two people. The more than 70 students who gathered in the early stage had already set off last night.

On the battlefield, plans did not change quickly.

After passing Pyongyang, this place is already the sphere of influence of the Volunteer Air Force, so there is no need to worry about being bombed when the road is blown during the day. At the supply station, he vigorously used a piece of smoke to quickly fill the jeep with oil and rushed to the jeep. When it was dark, the jeep drove to the bank of the Yalu River.

On the other side, it is Dandong, a familiar and unfamiliar town, which is exactly where Luo Er looked back when crossing the border.

Crossing the river along the pontoon bridge, at the reception desk on the other side, Dali and Luo Er finally caught up with the team of students.

He took out a letter of introduction, notice, name of the registration unit, and handed over guns and ammunition. In China, soldiers are not allowed to run around with guns. After scanning the registration form, Luo Er was surprised to find that behind the names of the people above, the smallest positions were at the company commander level and regiment-level cadres were all in a long list.

The cadre leading the team was actually familiar with Dali, and hugged the excited Dali from afar. After muttering to Dali, the tall and thin cadre pulled the two into the team. The depressed gray was ignored, which made Luo Er lose a lot of verbal talk.

After dinner, everyone took five military trucks and set off on the road all night. Sitting on their luggage, whether they were familiar or not, the soldiers were talking about the dumplings they had eaten just now, boasting about the amount they had swallowed. Only Luo Er stroked Dasha's head and listened lightly, he didn't think the pork and cabbage stuffed dumplings were delicious.

When Luo Er took a wolf dog into the car, the students in the same car did not ask much questions, and consciously distanced themselves. This guy was covered in evil spirits and knew at a glance that it was not easy to mess with.

The truck rushed into a train station late at night.

Under the urging of cadres, more than 70 students boarded the three canned trains. The train spitted thick white water vapor and rushed straight to Shanhaiguan.

Along the way, Luo Er and the others could get off the train when they were adding coal and water and eating, and loosened their muscles and bones at the simple station, and were again driven into the can. On the contrary, the big dust, apart from getting off the train and excreted, ignored these excited soldiers and kept sleeping on their stoop, and ignored even their food.

Sitting on the wooden board at the door, Luo Er's legs were hanging outside the open door. It was now daytime, and the villages in China were separated by large fields. Now, the wheat in the fields had been harvested, and the withered wheat stubble was dazzling.

On the road far away from the railway, the sporadic pedestrians made Luo Er feel much more relieved. From the faces of those pedestrians, Luo Er saw the peace from the bottom of his heart, which he could not see in North Korea.

The more the train goes south, the more wet the climate becomes, and the stuffy air cannot be stopped by even the speeding train.

The tank trucks for six days shook apart one after another. Just as everyone was sweating and stinking, they were getting anxious, "Yangtze River, look, that's the Yangtze River." Someone shouted loudly.

The train was gasping and slowly stopped at the end of the Jinpu Line. When we arrived here, we had to take a ferry to cross the river; the city of Nanjing in the distance was already vaguely visible.
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