Rise From Eight Hundred

No matter the era or the country, there was a barrier between urban soldiers and rural soldiers at first.

The differences in life experience, culture, education, etc. meant that they needed enough time to gain each other's recognition.

What's more, Gu Xishui came from the high-ranking Imperial Guards, while Lu Sanjiang came from a faction army marginalized by the top.

Although the two were in the same army, after the battle, if they died, they would naturally report to the King of Hell together, and they might even become friends on the road to the underworld; if they were alive, they would more likely go to their respective superiors and go their separate ways.

There is a probability of more than 90% that the infantry sergeant from the city and the cavalry sergeant from the countryside will never meet again in this life.

This is not only because of the cruelty of war, but more likely because of two different worlds.

But Gu Xishui's anxious eyes made Lu Sanjiang's heart move fiercely. It was like the old squad leader, taking him, who was still a new recruit, to find his comrades in the wind and snow who were responsible for searching for the enemy.

At that time, he looked at the road ahead like this, urging himself who was afraid of falling off the horse to go faster and faster.

"Hey, Xiaobai, is there your friend over there?" Lv Sanjiang asked back.

Gu Xishui was stunned. Who is Xiaobai?

"Oh, no, it should be Xiaobailian. I'm asking you! Is there your friend over there? Aren't you from the Fourth Camp? How come you are familiar with our 67th Army?" Lv Sanjiang asked casually while controlling the speed of the horse.

The laughter of several cavalrymen came from the surrounding.

Although it was the stage of rushing to help comrades in arms, it did not prevent them from listening to squad leader Lu teasing the elites of the Fourth Camp.

For this unit with a title from the Central Army, Xiaobailian is a very appropriate name.

Gong Shaoxun in front also heard the laughter coming from more than ten meters behind him. He frowned but said nothing.

Optimism is the nature of the Northeast cavalry. No matter how difficult the environment is, there is a tall one to support it when the sky falls, and it is only a scar as big as a bowl if the head falls off.

What if there are thousands of Japanese invaders in front? We cry when our comrades die, but we still have to laugh when we should.

This is also a kind of temperament, a unique temperament of the Northeast Cavalry.

It is precisely because of this temperament that the Northeast Cavalry was able to defeat the Japanese cavalry in the Jiangqiao Cavalry Battle a few years ago, survive countless dangerous battlefields from North China to the southeast, and maintain sufficient combat effectiveness after being continuously replenished with new recruits.

Gu Xishui then realized that the cavalry sergeant who was leading his packhorse was asking him.

Because he was born with a handsome face like a scholar, this was not the first time someone used this name to tease him.

However, the last time someone called him that was more than a year ago, he was beaten into a pig head by the furious Gu Xishui in the form of a military challenge. Everyone in the 542nd Regiment of the 88th Division didn't know that there was a hot-tempered scholar corporal in the regiment, who could beat the veteran who had been in the army for four or five years after two years of service.

After this battle, no one called him that again.

However, this time, Gu Xishui did not respond with anger to the cavalry sergeant who had fought side by side for a week but didn't know him very well.

Gu Xishui, who was on horseback, looked at the gloomy night and listened attentively to the explosions coming from the darkness. After a moment of silence, he said, "Brother, I don't know if you have ever liked a girl! The kind that you like very much, that is, when you see her, especially when she smiles, you feel that the sky is bright, and those insignificant flowers and plants are extremely beautiful.

Even if she gets angry and frowns very hard, you will feel that the Creator is so unfair, why does he add all the talents to her, even when she is angry, she is so beautiful."

"Fuck!" Lu Sanjiang cursed in frustration.

What made the cavalry sergeant from the countryside depressed was not that he had never met a girl he liked, but that Xiaobai talked a lot in a very literary way, but he only understood five or six points.

What is Zhongling Yuxiu? Is the girl called Zhongling or Yuxiu? What else can't be put, can't put a ball! Didn't I just call a little white face! As for using the word "uneducated" to mock me right away?

But, this kind of depression has nowhere to vent. What can Lu Sanjiang say? Will you die if you speak some plain words? Wouldn't that expose his own shortcomings?

However, no matter how depressed he was, Lu Sanjiang still heard that the pretty boy sergeant liked a certain girl very much. His smile could make the sky bright, and even when he was angry, he was beautiful.

"Go on, I know you like a girl." Lu Sanjiang's words were much gentler, and he deliberately added a comforting word at the end: "The girl is waiting for you in your hometown, right! Then when we fight later, you have to be careful. After we beat the devils, you can go back and marry her. If she is missing arms and legs, it will be unfair to the girl."

Gu Xishui did not answer, and his eyes looking into the distance were gentle and sad.

"Huh? That's not right! What I just asked you was whether there were any of your friends in the two guard battalions. What does it have to do with girls?" Lv Sanjiang turned around and saw this scene. His heart couldn't help but twitch. He finally realized that the two people's questions and answers seemed to be somewhat irrelevant.

"She's not in her hometown!" Gu Xishui shook his head slowly, looking into the distance with starlight flashing in his eyes. "She's there!"

"A female nurse from the 43rd Army?" Lv Sanjiang was stunned.

At this moment, Lv Sanjiang finally understood the eagerness of the pretty boy sergeant.

The woman who made the man feel that the sky was bright was on the battlefield, on the battlefield where eggs were hanging on the wall.

He and she are men and women, but also soldiers. They have their own missions and can only rush to their own battlefields.

His battlefield is over, and now he has to rush to help his lover, that's it.

So, although he has never ridden a horse, he fixed himself in the most clumsy way and asked himself to increase the speed of the horse.

He was afraid that it was too late.

Although Gu Xishui never said those three words, for some reason, Lu Sanjiang, who could not read a few words, understood the little white-faced sergeant's intentions.

It was too late, how painful it was!

The pain from the bottom of your heart can make you feel like a needle piercing your heart every time you breathe in the air. Lu Sanjiang, who watched the veteran squad leader rushing towards the diving enemy plane, deeply felt this.

He had no time to say to his brother: Brother, you can't die, I haven't learned the combat skills you taught me yet! Didn't you say you would take me home, build a big house with your family, and we would be neighbors? Then you would ask my sister-in-law to find me a wife, give birth to several children, and let your big fat boy take us to the mountains to hunt rabbits and foxes, and go to the river to catch fish and shrimps! Or do the things we did when we were children.

But, it's too late!

There was no time to say a word.

His brother was shot through by the crazy bullets of the Japanese plane in front of him, until he exhaled his last breath, his brother's eyes were also looking at the blue sky, open.

In the gray pupils, there was no reflection of the blue sky and white clouds.

Maybe his brother wanted to say something, and wanted to tell him to take care of the big fat boy on his behalf.

But, it's too late!

There was no time to say a word.

Whenever thinking about this, Lu Sanjiang's heart ached.

The cavalry sergeant could not help but feel a little sour in his nose. He did not look back and replied in a muffled voice: "Don't worry, we will be there soon, sit tight!"

The warhorse, which had long been in tune with the cavalry, swung its mane and snorted happily. It exerted force on its four legs, increased its speed by 20%, and led the packhorse to gallop forward.

"Lv Sanjiang, what are you doing, you dog? Don't let people fall off." A cavalry officer who was marching in the formation at half the usual speed was startled and roared and scolded Lv Sanjiang.

Maintaining this horse speed is the best horse speed calculated by the cavalry according to the actual situation after walking hundreds of meters. It can not only ensure that the front blocking position can be rushed to the rescue at the fastest speed, but also ensure that the infantry who have never ridden a horse will not fall off the packhorse.

Although the Japanese military packhorses have reins and are gentle after special training, they are not equipped with saddles and stirrups. Even if the horse does not move, the person riding on it may slide off by himself, not to mention that the horse has to run.

"Speed ​​is the essence of war! Don't you always say that speed is the life of our cavalry?" Lv Sanjiang replied from a distance.

While choking the cavalry captain so that he couldn't reply, he quietly kicked the horse's belly to increase the horse's speed.

The cavalry carried the infantry and moved forward at a speed that surpassed the future fully armed five-kilometer cross-country.

The shouts of killing were faintly audible!

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