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Chapter 113 The Snowstorm Falls at Midnight
The U.S. military is waiting for the night to come and has made all preparations, and our volunteer soldiers are also waiting for the night to come quietly.

"Snowing……"

While driving on the road, Xu Qing saw snowflakes falling down one after another after dark.

"Tonight is another very cold night."

Lei Gong looked out of the car, a little serious, but also a little melancholy.

During the day, the scene where the ice sculptures were attached to the high ground is still vivid in everyone's mind.

That was just one night.

In the ensuing battles, there were still countless nights. The soldiers were bathed in blood on the front line. Some of them, like Kong Qingsan and Song Amao, deserved their deaths, while others died here forever without even firing a single shot.

"Slay down the airport and keep the Americans here, and we won't have to fight in the cold anymore..."

Yu Congrong was very optimistic. He occasionally joked and tried to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm so that they would not be so sad.

"Shall we keep driving the car all the way?"

Song Weiguo was a little puzzled, so he asked Xu Qing in a low voice.

"The car will be abandoned when it gets there."

Xu Qing looked at the night sky and spoke softly.

At this time, the visibility of the road at night has become very low, and the headlights must be turned on further ahead.

But the risk will be greatly increased.

They interspersed on foot, which was safer than convoys.

For the U.S. military at night, it is extremely scary, but for the volunteers, this kind of weather is simply tailor-made.

Like the Seventh Company, they were very good at this kind of night battle that surrounded and wiped out the enemy during the War of Liberation.

Night is their protective color.

And the battle at night is their home field.

Beep beep beep!
After advancing for a mile, the scout blew his whistle on a distant mountain.

The team stopped immediately, and the reconnaissance fighters reported that they could vaguely see open flames burning in the wild across a few low hills.

"It should be the US military."

Xu Qing understood immediately.

This is the place to go!

Because in this corner of North Korea, only the Americans dare to light a fire.

"Everyone has it, abandon the car!"

With a soft drink from Qianli, everyone jumped out of the car.

Everyone immediately brought their guns and equipment, and the artillery platoon pushed the infantry cannons one by one into the nearby mountains, looking for the most favorable position for shelling.

soon.

The "American convoy" of Qilian quickly changed into a ghost in the night, and the team of Chinese volunteers quietly disappeared into the surrounding mountains and forests.

They first hid the entire team in the mountains, and the southeast target they were going to fight was very close in sight, so they had to stop and prepare for the early battle.

Xu Qing looked around.

Like Xinxingli, it is also located in the embrace of mountains.

However, the terrain here in Xiajieyu is relatively flat, and there are some low hills everywhere, the size of which is high and low, so intricate that there is no pattern at all.

This kind of hilly terrain is actually not very good for the defensive side, because the place was originally selected for the construction of the airport, and there are no particularly conspicuous highlands around it.

However, the U.S. military has aircraft, artillery and tanks, which directly offset this defect.

But there is no doubt that whoever occupies this piece of high and low hills will inevitably have a great tilt in the battle balance in Xiajieyu.

The next battle is likely to change from a siege battle to a high ground battle.

After most of the troops covered up, Xu Qing and Pinghe followed Yu Congrong's reconnaissance team and moved forward. The artillery positions of the US army were close at hand.

After walking a few hundred meters and passing through a small hill, they faintly saw a large circular position not far away lying on the only way forward.

"Slow down." Xu Qing crawled on the mountain cautiously, crawling forward bit by bit, not daring to show his head at all, the height of this area is really hard to hide.

But in order to get more news, everyone was very patient. In the snow, they slowly crawled out a winding trail. When it was really impossible to go any further, Xu Qing quietly pulled Yu Congrong's trousers and shook his head. hint.

The other fighters stopped moving when they saw both of them stop.

Further down is a small river, the surface of which is frozen and smashed by American artillery fire, where the terrain can be seen at a glance.

Even if the visibility at night is not high, now is not the time to attack, even if there is only a small chance of being discovered, it cannot take the risk of delaying the big event.

"Is this the defense of the Americans? It's so fucking strict."

Yu Congrong lay on the snow, muttering softly.

Not only him, Xu Qing couldn't help shrinking his pupils when he saw the scene in front of him.

On the circular position in the distance, military fortifications were built everywhere. Thousands of sandbags were piled up around the entire line of defense to reinforce the defensive position. Tripwires, explosives, and concertina wire were also set up in front of it.

And a ring within a ring.

Behind the obstacles are simply built bunkers one by one, rows of machine guns, recoilless guns and a large number of mortar howitzers, behind the circular position, a crossfire point is built in all directions, without any dead ends!

Such an arrangement made him a little terrified!
In terms of strength on paper alone, their light firepower is at least several times that of the Volunteers, while the heavy firepower of the Volunteers is almost zero.

These are still the tip of the iceberg that Xu Qing saw, and the deeper things can only be vaguely seen under the moonlight.

But there is no doubt that after the battle last night, the U.S. military has already made preparations, and the defense of the entire Xiajieyu is armed to the teeth.

This is a great challenge for the volunteers.

"Walk."

A group of people came quietly and left quietly.

They retracted carefully, then quickly returned to the position of the Seventh Company, and reported what they saw and the details of the US military.

The U.S. military was actually planning to retreat at this time. Their division commander Smith was very wise. Even though the firepower was fierce, he still cautiously decided to withdraw.

On this point, there was some speculation in the telegram from the headquarters, and at this moment, seeing the Americans deploying such fierce firepower near the airport, at no expense at all, confirmed this conjecture.

"Then what should we do now? When will we fight?"

Yu Congrong rubbed his red hands.

After listening to their report, Qianli pondered for a while: "The First Marine Division has exaggerated its firepower. It seems that they were afraid of fighting last night. They want to get back the ground."

Yu Congrong immediately said, "That's impossible!"

"That's right." Qianli said, "I was just on the way, and I contacted the Third Battalion. The troops we came from Xinxingli were mainly for side attack, and they were the reserve team. But I fought hard, and now we have paid With so many artillery fires from the Americans, it would be too bad not to fight one.”

Xu Qing: "And now that the U.S. military has such strong firepower, if we don't fight, then more comrades in other troops will die. Can we discuss it with the leaders?"

"No problem, I'll go and contact Lao Tan again, if not, report to the regiment headquarters."

Everyone moved immediately.

Now is the time when night falls, and the volunteers are also ready to go and fight, but this time is still early, Xiajieyu is a crucial battle, and there are still many teams on the road, advancing quietly.

Time passed little by little like this, the night was like water, and heavy snow slowly began to fall.

At night, the temperature in North Korea dropped to the extreme again, and the U.S. military had long expected that the volunteers might attack at night. While they were trembling with fear, they also took every possible precaution.

For example, U.S. military planes, which didn't travel much at night, have been hovering in the sky this night.

At 21 o'clock at night, the temperature has stabilized at about minus 38 degrees. Everyone has seen the birth of the ice sculpture company. Even if there are not enough measures to keep warm, they have to hug each other one by one, lying in the snow while hiding and keeping warm.

Library times, library times, library times!

Everyone didn't look up, but out of the corner of their eye, they could see a propeller-shaped plane above their heads in the forest.

This is an S55 American helicopter flying over the forest.

The huge wind and the noise of the propellers resounded right above their heads.

"It's really endless..."

Xu Qing could even feel the whirling wind above his head blowing on him, and the snowflakes were falling and flying in all directions. It was the plane cruising close to the ground at an extremely low state!

He was lying in the snow, and he had already gripped his gun tightly. Although everyone was well disguised, no one could guarantee the possibility of being discovered.

Listening to the planes searching back and forth in the mountains and forests above them, while being extremely arrogant, it also showed the helplessness of the Americans who could not find volunteers at all.

"What kind of plane is this, how can it go straight up and down?"

Many soldiers saw it for the first time, and they were surprised.

Only Xu Qing here knows that this is a military helicopter, which has only been developed and put into use in this era. Except for the Americans, it is rare to see such an advanced aerial weapon.

In later generations, they were used to fight pesticides and travel, but now they are weapons of war.

But the sharp weapon didn't work, and the soldiers still couldn't be found.

Many Americans are still unwilling to believe that the Chinese are lying in the snow. They are even speculating whether the Chinese have mastered a new type of technological weapon?

But in fact, all the soldiers of the Volunteer Army.

Including Qilian, they were just lying in the snow blanket, motionless, quietly waiting for the moment of attack!
Many people were blown by the wind and frozen by the snow. Their whole bodies were trembling unconsciously, their faces were pale, and their blood circulation seemed to have stagnated.But still persist.

When the plane passed by and did not fly close to the low altitude, the whole Seventh Company breathed a sigh of relief.

"Look for a signal!" Qianli hurriedly told Yu Congrong to turn on the radio and search for the frequency of the Ninth Corps and the Twenty Army. The general offensive is coming soon, and no orders can be missed.

After searching for a while, no special emergency telegram was found.But after a while, Yu Congrong suddenly frowned slightly: "Something is ringing over the Americans, babbling..."

Everyone came over and felt familiar, but they couldn't say their names.

Xu Qing heard the melody they were humming softly, and turned around: "Isn't this an American Christmas song?"

"What song...?"

"Call Jingle Bells."

They hit the Polar Bear Regiment Headquarters in Xinxing, and they were there on the battlefield.This is Americans celebrating Thanksgiving and welcoming the arrival of Christmas. Unexpectedly, now that the war has been fought like this, they still seem to be looking forward to Christmas.

"Be quiet."

Qianli frowned: "Which direction did you receive it?"

Yu Congrong moved his chin forward: "Just at the airport - we are fighting them desperately here, these blue-eyed foreign devils still have the heart to listen to ditties..."

Song Weiguo: "Maybe it confuses us?"

"No." Xu Qing shook his head: "The chief of the US army is called MacArthur. He said that the war would end before Christmas. They like to publicize this to cheer up the soldiers."

Yu Congrong: "Egg-laying Festival? Foreign devils still have this thing?"

Xu Qing: "It's the American Spring Festival."

"Hey, they still want to celebrate the New Year, and asked me if Yu Congrong is gone? I don't agree!"

"Can they listen to you?"

"Afraid that he won't succeed? Chairman, the old man said that all imperialism is a paper tiger! Aren't they powerful? They fought all night yesterday. Did these Yankees do anything to us? There's no way, the airport will be taken to him sooner or later! "

But no one around answered him.Everyone is tired, and they are taking the time to rest.

"Americans are nothing special..."

Yu Congrong was not embarrassed when he saw no one was answering, he hummed softly:

"Forward, forward, forward!
We are the children of workers and peasants,

We are the People's Armed Forces,

Until xxx is wiped out!

Our flag flies high..."

Lei Gong did not let out a sigh of relief, and looked at him angrily: "Sing a big-headed ghost, sing, you want to sing the plane again?"

"Americans can sing, why can't I?"

Yu Congrong was buried in the snow, shivering from the cold, but still stubbornly said: "I whispered, they can't hear..."

He changed the song again.That is the popular Soviet song "Katyusha" which he learned from Zhang Xiaoshan earlier:
"Just as the pear blossoms are blooming all over the sky, and the gentle veil is floating on the river,
Katyusha stood on the steep bank, singing like a bright spring...

Katyusha stood on the steep bank, singing like a bright spring..."

Xu Qing listened to his singing, as well as the American Christmas children's songs that kept coming from the red radio waves.

The roar of the plane slowly subsided, but the night grew darker.The snow and mist particles are scraped on the face like ice knives, but they don't feel much, because most people have been numb from the cold.

Xu Qing looked at the pitch-black U.S. positions in the distance, and the sparse open flames were all extinguished as the night darkened.Everyone seemed to have made a promise. They all knew that there would be a battle tonight, so they held their breath and waited in the dark night.

Xiajieyuli was originally a small and peaceful village, but it will soon become a place where people cannibalize, torture and freeze people, and it will soon become a battlefield full of enemy blood.

However, the blizzard got bigger.

(End of this chapter)