Traveling through the Korean War: I am He Yuzhu

Chapter 110 Qin Huairu blushed

He Yuzhu immediately asked the quartermasters of each company to start distributing paper and pens to the soldiers. The 50th Battalion had a lot of miscellaneous supplies, including paper and pens, bandages, medicines, gasoline, cotton-padded clothes, etc., which were too many to count. After they reunited with the 382nd Regiment, they would hand over part of them to the regiment. The 50th Battalion could not consume so many supplies, and it would be a burden to carry all of them. It would be best to distribute them to other teams.

Arrange the rotation of the 50th Battalion.

He Yuzhu also went into his tent and started writing a letter with a pen and paper.

First of all, the address needs to be marked on the letter, so that when the soldier delivers it to the post office, the post office can help write the address on the envelope and put a stamp on it.

"He Yushui, your brother is doing well. You can live in the Lou family with peace of mind. When I come back, I will definitely reward the Lou family handsomely. Then, your brother will take you with him everywhere. It's like seeing you in person." The content of He Yuzhu's letter was very simple.

He had a lot to say about family, but when he started to write, he just couldn't.

Maybe He Yuzhu is not the kind of person who would quibble with words and be pretentious.

Not a good one.

The entire 50th Battalion was in a very excited mood. Everyone was enthusiastically writing letters to their families and then handing them over to the quartermaster.

Xu Damao was writing a letter in the class tent at this time. While writing, tears could not stop flowing down. Xu Damao entered the battlefield to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea. He had experienced many twists and turns, survived many dangers, and almost died many times. Fortunately, he now follows He Yuzhu and finds a sense of belonging. He himself did not expect that he could grow to this point and become a squad leader. All this was attributed to He Yuzhu. In the letter, Xu Damao kept asking his family to be grateful to He Yuzhu with him.

"Bah…"

"Bah…"

Xu Damao's tears kept falling.

Looking back.

If you don’t take stock of the past, you really won’t know.

Thanks to He Yuzhu.

"Master Zhu's kindness to me is greater than the sky."

“It’s like having your parents again.”

Xu Damao muttered.

When Jia Dongxu saw Xu Damao crying, he did not directly insult Xu Damao as a second-rate guy like he did when he first joined the army. Similarly, Jia Dongxu's eyes were red at this moment. He arrived at the battlefield to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea relatively late, and even so, he had experienced many life and death experiences. It was hard to imagine how Xu Damao, He Yuzhu, and other soldiers of the Wansui Army survived.

The battlefield of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea was really difficult.

Needless to say.

And in this environment, if you succeed.

It must also be something to be extremely proud of.

Qin Huairu also wrote letters home. She wrote three or four pages full, telling her family how difficult it was to fight and sharing her various bizarre experiences on the battlefield. She also said that she had killed someone.

Killed several enemy soldiers.

Qin Huairu, who grew up in the countryside and had hardly ever left the village, felt that her life was starting over again because she was serving in the army.

Every day is so wonderful.

Every day is so fulfilling.

Even if I die in battle, I have no regrets.

"Qin Huairu."

He Yuzhu came to Qin Huairu's tent at this time, calling Qin Huairu's name.

"Captain He."

When Qin Huairu heard He Yuzhu's voice, she immediately put down the letter she had written and walked towards He Yuzhu.

Qin Huairu's cheeks turned slightly red.

"Why is your face so red?" He Yuzhu asked Qin Huairu directly.

He didn't do anything to Qin Huairu.

If you don’t know, you might think something happened to Qin Huairu.

"I...I...I'm a little hot."

Qin Huairu answered stutteringly.

"Yeah."

"It's snowing now, and several soldiers' feet have been frostbitten, but you can still feel the heat. You are a girl, but your physique is even stronger than that of ordinary boys." He Yuzhu said with a smile. He also stretched out his hand and pinched Qin Huairu's arm, wanting to check if there was any muscle on Qin Huairu's arm. They are all comrades-in-arms, brothers in life and death, and they should not be too fussy about trivial matters.

"Not much muscle," He Yuzhu commented.

Qin Huairu's cheeks turned even redder.

All to catch the cherry blossoms in full bloom on Mt. Fuji.

"Oh." Qin Huairu nodded.

She didn't know what to say.

"I came to you for something serious."

"Give."

"Try this sniper rifle."

"I saw you using dual guns on the battlefield, and you were pretty accurate at shooting people. If I gave you this sniper rifle, would it be even more accurate?"

He Yuzhu held a long M40 sniper rifle equipped with a scope and a silencer in his hand and handed it to Qin Huairu.

"Ouch."

Qin Huairu took it in her hand and immediately took two steps back.

Very heavy.

Almost overwhelmed Qin Huairu.

He Yuzhu looked at Qin Huairu and couldn't help but think of an old friend, Chen Jingrou. She was also a genius in sniping, but unfortunately, Chen Jingrou died while saving He Yuzhu. Looking at Qin Huairu again at this time, He Yuzhu felt more emotional, a kind of guilt towards Chen Jingrou. Now putting his focus on Qin Huairu, they were both in the telephone class, both talented in shooting, and so beautiful.

At a certain moment, in He Yuzhu's eyes, Qin Huairu and Chen Jingrou seemed to overlap.

"Can it be done?"

He Yuzhu asked Qin Huairu.

If she can't control the sniper rifle, then don't force her.

"I can do it!"

Qin Huairu said very seriously.

It is Qin Huairu's honor to have the opportunity to play a more important role on the battlefield.

She won't say no.

Qin Huairu is also patriotic.

Especially being in the Wansui Army, so many soldiers can lead the way in suicide attacks for the country. This is the passion of the Wansui Army. Qin Huairu, as a member of the Wansui Army, is infinitely proud and proud.

"it is good."

"Come with me to practice shooting."

He Yuzhu said.

Taking Qin Huairu, He Yuzhu went to a quiet place. He Yuzhu taught Qin Huairu how to use a sniper rifle and explained some shooting techniques of the sniper rifle and the various components of the gun. As a gun expert, one must know the components of the gun. In case there is a problem with the gun on the battlefield, such as common problems such as jamming, one can adjust it by oneself.

"boom!"

Qin Huairu fired.

"Ah~"

The powerful recoil almost dislocated Qin Huairu's arm, and she cried out in pain.

"It's not hurt."

He Yuzhu asked with concern.

Qin Huairu shook his head.

He Yuzhu looked at the stone in the distance that Qin Huairu was supposed to shoot at, but it had disappeared and broken into pieces.

"it is good!"

He Yuzhu praised.

Once again, he had a good eye for people.

Qin Huairu has a talent for shooting.

"This gun belongs to you from now on." He Yuzhu said to Qin Huairu.

"Ok?"

"There's an enemy supply truck."

He Yuzhu was adjusting the scope for Qin Huairu, using Qin Huairu's sniper rifle to observe casually with a raised brow.

Hill 211 had already been destroyed, yet the British army still dared to sneak through here.

audacious in the extreme!