Start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 104 The Gaze of Death on the Snow Mountain
After the car starts.

The plane was still circling slowly overhead.

They guard the convoy like loyal guards, escorting the "polar bear group" in their eyes.

Everyone's excitement was visible to the naked eye, it was incredible, and there was a sense of excitement of going deep into the enemy's camp.

Song Weiguo quickly gathered up the air-to-air contact cloth strips on the ground. As soon as he boarded the car, he said excitedly:
"This thing is so easy to use. If we encounter an enemy plane again, we will be nephews playing lanterns—as usual!"

Ping He kept holding the gun tightly, nodded and said nothing: "When the plane just arrived, I was still thinking about how to shoot them down. I didn't expect that one day the enemy would regard us as their friends..."

Xu Qing smiled: "Americans believe in God, but they are not God themselves. Our ancestors played the strategies and tactics they played 2000 years ago. This wave belongs to us teaching them to be human."

This may seem like a dangerous move, but looking at the Korean battlefield before and after, when did the tactics of the Volunteer Army compare with that of the U.S. military?

If it weren't for the backwardness of weaponry and equipment, and without the support of aircraft and artillery, perhaps it would not have been necessary to fight for three years.

Xu Qing remembers a copy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War", which was regarded as a classic by countless foreign generals, politicians, and entrepreneurs after the war.

The convoy was moving, and everyone was chatting excitedly in low tones.

And as boxes of airdrop packages were distributed, all the soldiers were so excited by the aroma that they didn't even care to talk, and all of them started to eat hungrily.

In fact, since the attack last night, none of the fighters had eaten.

And this meal is the best one everyone has eaten since entering the dynasty.

Most of the volunteer soldiers who entered North Korea ate fried noodles. After the fried noodles, they ate potatoes. The weather was getting colder and colder, and the potatoes were frozen like iron lumps. Some soldiers didn't even have to eat potatoes, they could only eat snow .

Qilian was lucky, but those American-style cans handed over were also divided into three meals.

But at this time, it was the enemy himself who sent cheese, bread, and canned meat by plane. How happy is this?

Some soldiers were so hungry that they even regarded the white paper wrapped in bread cubes as bright, and stuffed them into their mouths with fragrant and steaming steam.

Lei Gong said with a smile: "Our soldiers, if they have this kind of food every day, they will be able to win the battle every day!"

Xu Qing also smiled: "We can win without us, and the Americans have everything after they get it done."

"That's right, this time we fought a polar bear group, and next time we fight a fucking polar bear, a big western bison, and the payment will be even more!"

Yu Congrong waved his hand, full of air.

There was a slight laugh in the car, and everyone's faces were filled with happy smiles. This was a rare worry-free time in the midst of fierce battles.

Amidst the laughter, a soldier smiled and suddenly began to sob softly. Xu Qing looked over and saw that it was a young soldier named Liu Zhiyi.

Lei Gong saw that he ate until tears and snot came out, so he quickly patted his back lightly: "Don't worry, eat slowly, American food is delicious, and we'll grab theirs later..."

Liu Zhiyi was a little choked up, he swallowed the bread hard:
"I didn't cry when I ate such a good thing, I just remembered that there were many brothers in our platoon last night, Li Maocai, Wei Qianjin, Jia Zhen, the three of them died without taking a bite of such a delicious thing It's..."

Listening to what he said, the soldiers who were eating fell silent.

Xu Qing was also slightly silent.

The fact is that the people sitting here are all survivors. Even though the encirclement and annihilation achieved great results last night, many soldiers still fell in the snow.

As the assisting team, the Seventh Company has already been considered as a relatively small reduction in personnel, but there are still some casualties. In fact, when cleaning the battlefield in the morning, Xu Qing noticed that the number of teams was slightly reduced, but no one took the initiative to mention it.

Death has long been used to these veterans.

No one said it, and it doesn't mean everyone has forgotten it.

Qianli finished licking a can, drained all the gravy inside, carefully covered the can, and put it away. He looked at the silence around him, and said in a deep voice:
"Where there is war, there is sacrifice. Maybe the next one to die is me, you, you, and you!"

He passed with his fingers one by one: "We can't guarantee who will live and who will die on the battlefield... The only thing we can do is to remember the names of these people, remember what they have done, and bring them back to life." With their unfulfilled wishes and uneaten good food, work hard to live, fight hard, and defeat the enemy! This is our mission, and the mission of each of us."

Lei Gong: "That's right, look, American bread is delicious, and our steamed buns are not bad. When the battle is won, our country will have such good things in the future..."

Some of the soldiers sighed softly: "I really hope to see that day sooner."

"Will do."

Xu Qing listened to everyone's conversation and silently ate the bread, unable to speak.

Among these people, even among all people in this era, he is actually the clearest about what China will look like in the future.

But he couldn't say it.

He came from "that day", and he understood very well that it is difficult for people in later generations to appreciate the hardships of this era, and people today can hardly imagine the happiness at that time.

This is a pity after more than 70 years.

And this kind of regret can only be grasped by himself, to make up for it...

In the wild thinking, time flies, the speed of the car is much faster than the march on foot, the distance outside the car window is changing, but the mountain and snow scenery has not changed.

along the way.

The investigators also found several scattered teams of volunteers nearby, and they were also interspersed in the direction of Xiajie Yuli. The Seventh Company made contact in time through the whistle, but fortunately no oolong happened.

And the neighboring troops along the way hid in the jungle, and were shocked to see the U.S. aircraft escorting the Seventh Company diligently. Even here, there are many sharp knife companies with rich battlefield experience, and they have never acted so boldly.

The enemy plane is in the sky, and our troops swagger past below.

All the soldiers who witnessed along the way seemed to be living in a dream and pinched themselves hard. While sweating for Qilian, they were both excited and proud.

Xu Qing and the others still don't know that their behavior opened a door to a new world for all volunteer soldiers. In the next three years, all kinds of things that the enemy had never heard of emerged on the entire Korean battlefield. Strange tactics that are difficult to parry!

And the Seventh Interlude Company, who was the instigator, has also become a legendary team in the volunteer army. Their numbers and battlefield legends are still passed down by the world after decades!

.........

The convoy moved forward rapidly, and in the morning, it finally approached the crossing point. This is the lower reaches of Fengliuli River, located at the end of the northeast mountainous area of ​​Xinxingli. Crossing the lake ahead is Xiajieyuli.

According to the traces along the way, inquiries from prisoners of war, and contact with the front-line radio station, they have learned that the small remnant army of the polar bear regiment who narrowly escaped in the encirclement in the early morning was commanded by two lieutenant colonels, Mei Feisi and William, and they were fleeing at full speed in the south. , In an attempt to join the First Marine Division in Xiajieyuli.

These panicked Americans abandoned a large number of luggage, vehicles and artillery, and were chased and intercepted by soldiers on the road. After a night of fierce fighting, there were about [-] people left.

"Everyone, get ready! We will soon arrive at the location where we are going to ambush. Our vanguard has already prepared an ambush ahead. We just need to block their retreat nearby and completely wipe out this group of polar bears here!"

Hearing what Qianli said, everyone cheered up and checked the guns and ammunition.

After arriving near here, the planes in the sky circled for a while, and then began to fly away one after another.

They thought there was no danger ahead.

Before leaving, the U.S. military pilots on the plane waved their air force caps and waved to the people below. Everyone also smiled and said goodbye to the Americans "kindly".

But fake is fake.

As the plane left, everyone's smiles subsided immediately, and the last trace of tension in the hearts of all the soldiers was completely relieved!

"Everyone has it, go up the mountain!"

After the plane left, Qianli gave an order.

Everyone immediately returned to their true colors as soldiers, quickly tore off the camouflage, abandoned the car, parked the convoy in the ravine, and then organized each squad and platoon to leave the road and go to the high ground ahead.

On the north side of the road are continuous mountains. What they want to climb is a rugged and narrow mountain range near Changjin Lake.

Everyone went to the mountain with light clothes, and Xu Qing asked Qianli while running, "Which team is ambushing here?"

Qianli: "The fifth reconnaissance company of the second battalion."

Xu Qing was a little familiar: "We seem to have dealt with them before?"

"Didn't you meet once when you set off, and even gave them a dozen cotton-padded clothes."

"It's them!"

Xu Qing remembered that it seemed to be a team he met when he first arrived in Xinxingli, and they belonged to the same team.

He still remembers the dull and shy comrade company commander. The cotton clothes given to everyone at that time were gone, and Xu Qing even took off his army coat to the company commander.

Yu Congrong came over when he heard this: "I also remembered, they even have a little soldier who owes me a poem!"

Lei Gong just passed by him and glanced at him: "Come on, writing poems is a tribute to you. You are a melon in Sichuan. The boss is not young and you are still a reckless man. Whoever writes poems for you will write about our chairman!"

"Why can't you write, Father Lei, you are jealous..."

Thousands of miles back and yelling:

"Stop talking, save some energy, and be careful not to fall!"

At this time, even in the daytime, the outdoor temperature has been kept at more than minus 30 degrees, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and the ground is frozen. There is no flat land.

In addition to this name within the Volunteer Army, this highland also has a local name in North Korea, called Dead Eagle Ridge.

The name is translated from Korean, which means the mountains that even eagles cannot fly over. It sounds very scary, and it can be seen that it is extremely steep and severe.

Everyone went up the mountain carefully. Fortunately, we had enough food and drink all the way just now, replenishing the physical strength and calories consumed by the overnight battle, and no major mistakes were made.

After reaching the top of the mountain, everyone immediately found their own places and lay down on the snow behind the rocks.

The tributary of Changjin Lake is at the bottom of the mountain on this side, where you can clearly see that the lake has frozen, and the large army is marching. Only the North Korean road and the lake on the opposite side can lead to Xiajieyu-ri, and this is where the American army is ambushed. The best throat!
"Hush! Everyone, keep quiet..."

soon.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, they saw several US scouts hovering near the forest next to the highway under Dead Eagle Ridge.

They were shaking their hands loudly and shouting at the plane going away in the sky, but the plane flew farther and farther in their eyes until it disappeared.

One of the scouting soldiers sat down on the ground with a face full of disbelief, thumping the snow and wailing, the people next to him hurriedly pulled him up and dragged him into the woods.

Song Weiguo lowered his voice: "What are these Americans shouting?"

"Should they be calling for their plane?" Ping He was cleaning his gun, thoughtful.

"No." Xu Qing went on to say: "Now it's the plane escorting 'us', and the mission has been completed, so we won't bother with them anymore."

After a while, the U.S. troops below came out one after another, carefully scouted around a few times, and after half an hour, a small convoy drove out of the woods.

It seems that they have been hiding in this mountain forest for a long time. This group of polar bears, which was originally full, now only has more than [-] shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Most of the heavy firepower visible to the naked eye has been knocked out, leaving only a few There were eight or nine cars, and there were a bunch of wounded and decadent soldiers on board.

Everyone in Qilian saw this scene.

Yu Congrong was the most impatient: "Company commander, when shall we fight?"

Qianli also stared at the narrow North Korean road below with a telescope. Immediately after the convoy hit the road, it was a godsend opportunity to attack.

He looked at the opposite side: "Don't worry, an ambush has already been set up on the mountain peak on the other side. We received the order to respond to the assist. As soon as the brother troops fight, we will fight again. The good show... will begin soon!"

After listening to Qianli's words, everyone remembered the mission of themselves and others, suppressed the restlessness in their hearts, and lowered their guns.Xu Qing had already set up his gun, and looked coldly at the American convoy below, as if he was looking at a dead person.

(End of this chapter)