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Chapter 103 A legendary scene on the battlefield!
Yu Congrong immediately pulled these three guys out of the team.

Two soldiers from the Seventh Company watched with American submachine guns in hand.

Xu Qing looked, one American and two South Koreans.

He asked, "Are you air liaisons?"

The American showed hesitation, but the two South Korean soldiers next to him immediately replied in half-baked English:

"Yes, sir! I am your prisoner, and I beg for fair treatment..."

"Preferential treatment of prisoners of war is our policy, but you must show your due value."

"I understand, I know how to communicate with US military aircraft..."

"I also know, I am the vice captain, I know more!"

The two scrambled to speak.

But as soon as the words came out, the Americans next to him, including many soldiers who were watching behind, were a little angry, a little impatient, and even cursed in a low voice.

"Okay, you guys come with me."

Xu Qing has already dealt with these South Korean soldiers many times, and understands that although they follow the Americans from top to bottom, if they have milk, they are mothers.

But in the face of the threat of life and death, he will also choose to backstab, and will not completely hand over his life to the American father.

Under the guidance of the guns, these South Korean soldiers quickly and completely confessed that the things they communicated with in the air were actually very simple. They were pieces of white cloth, some of which were hidden in the car, and some of them were carried with them.

Everyone searched around and found that many of them had been used by the soldiers for unknown purposes, and they were wrapped around their bodies as clothes.

"This Chinese officer, it's like this. If the news from the radio station is not good, we will use these English letters to make simple contact with the plane's land and air connection..."

Xu Qing nodded slightly, watching them playing on the ground.

In fact, this land-to-air contact board is a last resort for ground forces, mainly to solve the shortage of radio equipment, or for emergency rescue due to poor communication.

Before, during his confrontation with the South Korean secret agents, he learned a lot of secret signals and gestures for communication in this area, including using mirrors, communication pigeons, etc., which are one of these methods.

soon.

These South Korean liaison officers spelled out the three big English letters "USA" with cloth strips, which is a sign for friendly forces to show their identities, and if they attack the signal, they will mark the kilometers and arrows, pointing to s position.

"So simple?"

Mei Sheng came over and took a look.

"It should be no problem. If they dare to lie, they will be the first to be thrown into the bombing place."

Xu Qing spoke directly in English and did not shy away from these people.

"No, no, sir! We won't play with our lives..."

In the process of these guys being slightly uneasy.

Ten minutes later, at about 6 o'clock in the morning, several reconnaissance planes suddenly flew over in the sky, and behind the reconnaissance planes was a group of thirty or forty fighter jets.

Boom boom boom...

As soon as the plane came over, the engine hummed continuously, and the sound hit the eardrums.

All the soldiers have already held their breath, and some have even touched their guns. This is the subconscious reaction of the soldiers.

"Everyone, don't be nervous, wear American military uniforms and helmets, and don't show your flaws!"

Xu Qing hastily shouted: "The U.S. military's planes are not clairvoyant, they have an air-to-air contact signal, and we are well camouflaged, so we are not afraid of the shadows swaying, so nothing will happen!"

"That's right!" Qianli also shouted immediately, "Everyone in Qilian keeps calm, I will kill anyone who dares to shoot indiscriminately!"

After the fierce battle last night, the snow on this road has long since disappeared. Xu Qing directed the soldiers and quickly placed the huge white cloth on the side of the road.

At this time, the Seventh Company had already covered their bodies with the clothes of American and South Korean soldiers, all of them were holding American submachine guns and driving American jeeps, but most of them were still very nervous.

While everyone watched and waited silently, the reconnaissance planes in the sky circled in the sky after seeing the sign on the ground.

After a while, the fighter jets behind also flew over, and the U.S. military planes were whizzing in the sky. Everyone was watching nervously, with their hearts raised in their throats.

And heaven.

at this time.

The pilot who was looking down was talking on the channel: "This is Thunder One, the Fengliujiang area, the area where the distress signal was sent out last night, and we found our army, the polar bear regiment, the squadron formation..."

"Are you sure?"

A voice on the channel soon interrupted him: "Lei Ting, please confirm again, there are Chinese troops everywhere now, and the base has been besieged all night."

"Yeah! I'm pretty sure you're questioning my professional experience? It's our cars, our guns, our uniforms."

The plane was circling in the sky without attacking for a long time. They kept hovering and circling over the road on this side. Not only did they not attack, but they seemed to be protecting this place.

Yu Congrong saw a guy waving his hand on the plane, and he boldly waved his hand to the sky.

Thunder No. [-] said:
"Finche, I testify that what Number One said is all right... Hey, look, the guys down there are waving at me!"

"Thanks God... They look like they just retreated, and I can even see the bomb craters on the ground. It seems that those Chinese people last night posed a great threat to our soldiers."

"Windmill" asked in the channel: "Are these guys miserable?"

"Yes, they look terrible! Windmill, hurry up and get some hot food, and when they get back to the base, they can have a bite of Christmas dinner."

"Poor men..."

"Windmill received. Thunder, remember to drop the airdrop bag."

"No problem buddy! I'll take care of things, don't worry, we will continue to search later, over."

"Zizi... over."

under.

Qianli was also taken aback by Yu Congrong's bold move. He didn't dare to make a big move, so he could only squint at him and scold him: "Yu Congrong, what are you doing?! You want to kill us all! "

"No, company commander, it was the Americans above who waved first!"

Yu Cong said with joy:
"Besides, we Chinese have a good old saying, whichever house you enter to sing which opera, you have to pretend to be decent. We are all wearing American military uniforms, why can't I wave them?"

Afraid that they would quarrel, Xu Qing hurriedly said, "Yu Congrong did the right thing. The pilot waved to us. If he doesn't respond, he will be suspicious instead."

"Look!"

As they were talking, the plane in the sky suddenly dropped white parachutes one by one.

"A plane dropped a bomb!"

"Don't yell, that's an American airdrop bag!"

These big or small white umbrellas were flying all over the sky. There were a lot of containers and packages tied up under the umbrellas. One of the umbrella bags fell directly in front of Xu Qing's car with a "bang".

Song Weiguo turned his head and asked, "What should we do? Shall we pick it up?"

Xu Qing looked at the plane in the sky, and there was nothing unusual.

He immediately came to his senses: "Pick it up, why not pick it up! The Americans gave it away for free, why don't we want it?"

He was the first to jump out of the car, wearing a US military uniform, and walked to the umbrella bag swaggeringly.While the soldiers of the seventh company behind him were stunned, he pulled out the bayonet, cut off the umbrella bag with a "swipe", and opened the container.

Looking inside, there are a lot of 40mm anti-aircraft shells, he smiled, and shouted back:

"Lei Gong, the shells you want are here!"

He directly held up a cold cannonball and showed it to everyone. Lei Gong's eyes lit up immediately when he saw it.

They just handed over the only intact m19 self-propelled anti-aircraft gun vehicle left in the Polar Bear Group last night, but because of the lack of ammunition, they didn't realize it-the American delivered it to the door early in the morning!

soon.

Under the leadership of Xu Qing, seeing that the plane did not attack, the other fighters became bold one by one. They all jumped out of the car and ran towards the airdrop bags on the hillside in all directions.

There are a lot of bullets, howitzers, mortar ammunition, and car fuel in these umbrella bags, all of which are weapons and supplies sent by the Americans.

suddenly.

A soldier unpacked a large umbrella bag on the side of the road, and just opened the first package, he was shocked:
"Come and see, the Americans even brought us breakfast!"

Everyone quickly came over, opened these packages and found that there were pieces of white, fragrant and fluffy bread wrapped in oil paper, and there were a lot of canned meat underneath!
Xu Qing stepped forward to take a look. These food packages were very new, and the aluminum stamps on them were still faintly visible, which should have been produced in the last few days.

"Is this white flour bun?"

"Nonsense, is the steamed bun so fragrant, not to mention that Americans don't have our stuff..."

Everyone was overwhelmed with surprise when they saw these Western-style foods that Xiangxiang had never seen before, drooling, and after getting Qianli's permission, they quickly grabbed a pack one by one.

"Okay, this guy!"

Lei Gong also smiled happily:

"I've never seen such a caring person. Not only did the person who killed them give us so many good things."

Yu Congrong was so hungry that his stomach was stuck to his vest. He picked up the bread and stuffed it into his mouth: "What's wrong, let's eat this Truman's food this time!"

After the airdrop was over, dozens of Ulala planes flew away from the sky, leaving only three fighter jets and reconnaissance planes circling in the sky.

When the plane left, everyone looked up to the sky and saw the American pilot in the cabin waving to the people below.

Many soldiers also greeted the sky happily, but their mouths became serious:

"Goodbye Yankees, remember to throw more food next time, don't keep throwing bombs!"

"Yes, thank you for the food! Don't worry, we will definitely beat the polar bear to the ground!"

"Go home early, don't invade other people's homes, you who sell Buddha eggs (my friend)..."

Qianli wanted to stop them, but the plane couldn't hear them at all, and flew away quickly.

The remaining few planes did not move at all, still hovering over them, dutifully protecting their fake "polar bear group".

He didn't say anything more.

Seeing his appearance, Yu Congrong leaned towards him: "Company commander, let me tell you, let's go steadily, there is no problem at all, don't you see what those iron lumps are doing? They are greeting us! In the eyes of the Americans, our Seventh Company is considered to be the eighth-generation 'Polar Bear Regiment'—we are also the 'U.S. Army'!"

"If you want to die, don't drag everyone."

Qianli gave him a hard look, "What if something unexpected happens? It's not you alone, it's everyone's life!"

"Okay, okay, I get it, isn't Wanli saying there's no danger..."

Everyone quickly moved the supplies and supplies on the umbrella bag into the car, and then boarded the car one after another, putting on the American military cap and steel helmet.

"set off!"

An order from a thousand miles away.

In this way, this wonderful army of "Meipi Chinese Heart" slowly drove towards the front of the road following the hovering instructions of the plane in the sky.

This is the first time that the Seventh Company has driven openly on the North Korean highway, and everyone has never imagined that one day they will sit in such a comfortable car, wear the enemy's clothes, and attack the enemy. And there are enemy planes protecting them in the sky outside...

Everything is so incredible, everything is so dreamy, and everything is so real!

　[Adapted from the "USA" air-to-air contact board incident by Xu Zhenshan, the best instructor of the 40th Army Reconnaissance Company of the Volunteer Army, which became a shameful page in the history of the US military war]

　　
　
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