Every day in North Korea, I was moved by something; The tide of my thoughts and feelings is flowing freely; I want to tell my friends in my motherland everything. But what I am most anxious to tell you is an important experience of my thoughts and feelings, that is: I feel more and more deeply who is our most lovely person!

Who is our loveliest person? Our troops, our soldiers, I think they are the most lovely people.

Perhaps some people say vaguely in their hearts: Are those you are talking about "soldiers"? They look ordinary and simple. You can't see how profound their knowledge is and how rich their feelings are. However, I want to say that this is because he has little contact with our soldiers and has not yet understood our soldiers: their quality is so pure and noble, their will is so tough and strong, their temperament is so simple and humble, and their hearts are so beautiful and broad!

Slogans made by logistics staff were posted on gits in the canteen to encourage soldiers to fight.

Let me tell you a story.

In the second battle, a volunteer army broke into the enemy's rear and cut off the enemy's retreat in the corner. When they arrived at the library station, the fleeing enemy happened to be there, and they were preparing to cross the car road. The vanguard company (the third company) of this army hastily occupied a very low and bare hill beside the car road, blocked the enemy, and a heroic struggle began. In order to escape, the enemy rushed to the company position with 32 planes, a dozen tanks and several regiments. The whole top of the mountain was overturned. The flame of the petrol bomb burned the position red. But on this smoky hill, the soldiers shouted slogans again and again, killing all the enemies in front of the position. The bodies of the enemy piled up in front of the mountain like a valley, and the hill was dyed red with blood. But the enemy still has to fight to the death so as not to destroy his main force.

Volunteers discuss fighting skills between battles.

The fierce battle lasted for eight hours, and finally, the warriors ran out of bullets. The swarming enemy occupied the top of the mountain and pushed them to the foot of the mountain. The petrol bombs dropped by the plane ignited them. At this time, the warriors will not retreat. As soon as they put down their guns, they rushed to the enemy with the roaring flames on their bodies and hats, embraced the enemy, and let the flames on their bodies burn the enemy who wanted to occupy the position.

According to the battalion commander of this battalion, after the war, the guns of this company were completely smashed and machine gun parts were thrown all over the mountain. The bodies of the martyrs made various postures, some hugged the enemy's waist, some hugged the enemy's head, some grabbed the enemy's neck, threw the enemy to the ground, fell down with the enemy and burned together. There is also a soldier with a Grenade in his hand and his body is full of brains. The brains of the American devils who died with him burst and were everywhere. Another soldier had half an enemy's ear in his mouth. When burying the martyr's body, they held the enemy so tightly that their fingers were broken. ..... Although the company suffered heavy casualties, they still killed more than 300 enemies. In particular, they made our main force catch up and annihilated the enemy.