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Chapter 171: Mountain Peak Flame Reflects Red and Blue Sky!

In North Korea, big things always happen at night.Tonight is no exception.The [-]rd Battalion of the Marine Division set off at midnight and slowly drove towards the Shuimen Bridge, carefully guarding against possible Chinese troops that might appear around.

Due to the sudden heavy snowfall at night and the flying snowflakes, the surrounding visibility dropped to 30 meters. This is not an exaggeration. In the dark night, wherever you look with your eyes open, there are white flakes covering the sky.

The road is narrow, close to the cliff and full of snow, the track of the tank is crushed on the road, very careful, if you are not careful, you will rush out of the road and slip under the cliff.

At one o'clock in the morning, before arriving at Shuimen Bridge Road, an accident happened first.A car accidentally skidded out of control and fell off the cliff. Some soldiers thought it was an enemy attack and caused panic. Several people were killed by a firearm, including civilians and Koreans. However, after a quick investigation, the bodies were dragged away and thrown in the curb, and continue on the road.

But that car was unlucky, it couldn’t be seen when it fell, let alone rescued, and everyone took it for granted that the Koreans were simply loaded, but some soldiers who were close to them jumped out of fear, and would rather freeze to death than dare to ride in the car. Hold your clothes tightly and walk among the civilians.

Many people complained on the road that they should not set out at night. They didn't want to bid farewell to death, they just wanted to go home safely.

"Sir, we have arrived at the designated target location ahead."

Less than one kilometer away from the Shuimen Bridge, a scout soldier ran over to report that he had fallen on the road.

The commander of the third battalion was also a major, but he was not originally assigned, but was only temporarily appointed because he was transporting steel equipment airdropped by the US military with the army.

He raised his binoculars, stood on the cart, looked forward, and frowned deeply: "What's the situation on the other side of the bridge? I can't see anything here."

"Sir, I noticed that the flag on the top of the bridge is still there, and the bunker is fully defended. I received a reply from the front of the radio station, saying that everything is in good condition, but just after the last power-on, I couldn't get in touch."

"Where's the advance team?" The commander thought of the young Jayden he had sent over. He was a veteran in the army. They met in Normandy and had a great record.

"... Well, we didn't find them."

The soldier touched his frozen hand and whispered back.

"What? Loud."

"Yes, sir! We—I'm afraid we lost contact with them." The soldier shouted.He also felt a little resentful in his heart, no one wanted to be dragged up in the middle of the night to investigate in the cold field of tens of degrees below zero.

He thought to himself, the heavy snow covered all the traces around him, even if those people died here, they might not be found for the time being.

The commander frowned, this situation is not good.He took a closer look with the binoculars, and he could barely see that the house was empty, the street lights were on, and there were songs playing on the radio, which could faintly reach the mountains.

He waved his hand, and quickly gave the order to stay in place. The soldiers were happy, saluted loudly, and then ran away to let the soldiers below hook up their positions and prepare to guard against incoming enemies.

The convoy stopped on the nearby hillside. Some soldiers jumped off the ground, some hid in their cars to avoid the wind and snow, and some were expelling the civilians. They were also talking about it.

"I heard that the investigation team lost contact."

"Did the Chinese do it?"

"Must be, fuck, asshole! We're afraid we're going to have to fight them again."

"Aren't we going to camp here overnight?"

"Have you ever seen someone staying here so close to the bridge? The commander is going to build fortifications and prepare for battle."

"God, I finally had two good days..."

Many soldiers sighed. Since they joined the convoy, they left Gutuli tonight and slept here for a good night. Every night, they will be attacked by volunteers without sleep.

"Sir, do we need to rescue them?" An American second lieutenant in the reconnaissance platoon asked after hearing the report from the Koreans.

"What do you think, Lieutenant?" the commander asked in turn.

"I think...the Chinese may have set up a trap to wait for us." The second lieutenant officer hesitated and said, "The radio station is no longer available. I'm afraid there is something wrong here."

The commander nodded. He also believed that the Chinese were very cunning. As a major officer of the logistics and transportation department, he had seen how powerful these people were after only a few days on the battlefield.He sneered: "These Far Easterners are really everywhere. They are ready for long-range fire support. Let's start with a salvo."

"Uh, this...sir, what if the bridge is blown up by mistake?"

At this time, if you open fire, not to mention air support, you can't even see the impact point of the small steel mortar. Enough to destroy the bridge deck.

The commander said confidently: "The Chinese are very cunning. They just think that I will never fire a cannon, so they must still be hiding in the house. I just want to let them know how powerful I am - I have adjusted them all, facing the house. Fuck, I don't believe they won't come out!"

"All tanks, fire!"

The soldiers didn't know what to do. They knew that this bridge was the only way for them to go home. Many people hesitated, but finally opened fire under the commander's violent military order.

"Reload."

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"Open fire!"

Boom, boom, boom!
A large number of tanks turned their turrets and fired at the houses on the bridge deck and the fortifications of the bunkers on the mountain. A violent explosion sounded immediately on the other side. The houses caught fire, the walls burst, and waves of fire broke out on the bridge.

Mortars and artillery platoon infantry guns fired together with the tanks, and the bridge deck was shrouded in flames. With the intense heat, the heavy snow seemed to be thinner.

He picked up the binoculars to observe carefully, and the watchman was also reporting the situation at any time, but after a few minutes of shelling, there was no counterattack there.

Finally, the shelling stopped.

They were very measured, and no one wanted to blow up their way home. All the artillery fire avoided the bridge deck, the houses were burned, and many sandbags were destroyed and scattered on the ground.

The commander waved his hand and ordered a team of scouts to advance on the bridge. He looked over there carefully in the car. Twenty or so Korean soldiers tremblingly entered the bridge in two rows, and then searched around. But no enemy was found, and everything was peaceful.

He murmured in his heart, the enemy didn't show up, but where did the defenders go?
"Sir, many corpses were found in the bunker, but they were charred and suspected to be of Asian descent." Soon a soldier came to report.

"It seems that everyone is dead?"

The commander sent people to look again, searching for the place where the house was on fire, and even the ruins of the bunkers. The mountains on both sides were also checked. The Americans were most afraid of the volunteers sneaking from the mountains. , he cheered up.

As for where the original garrison troops have gone, they may have withdrawn somewhere, or they may have escaped, but this has nothing to do with him.

Immediately after the bombing, he began to receive the bridge deck.

"Get ready for the bridge! Get ready for the bridge!"

The soldiers were also happy, boarded the front of the car, and called each other.

They never expected that there would be no enemies here. Although everyone was puzzled, this was indeed the case.

Perhaps those Chinese died at the hands of the original British troops here.they thought.

Teams of soldiers were still cautious after going up, and scouted carefully on foot to prevent enemies from ambush nearby, but when everyone controlled the surroundings, they didn't find a single enemy.

So, the convoy got on directly, and the green jeep wrapped in white snow cloth went directly on the bridge deck, followed by the tank, and the loudspeaker tied to the street lamp was still ringing, and a classic English funk was playing. The deep voice made the soldiers seem to feel the joy of Christmas.

The soldiers sat in the car and chatted happily. Although many houses here had been destroyed by artillery fire, they brought enough steel and building materials, and they would be able to build them soon.After staying here for two days, they can leave this ghostly place and return to the United States soon...

Those North Korean civilians also wanted to go on the bridge, but the commander thought that there might be potential People's Liberation Army agents and volunteer soldiers among them, so he ordered the soldiers to put barbed wire on the bridge to prevent these people from going on the bridge and let them leave as soon as possible.

"Hey, get out of here! Did you hear that?!" The soldiers stood on the car and shouted at the crowd, holding an iron horn and yelling at the crowd, regardless of whether people could understand or not, anyone who dared to rush up All pointing guns, the scene was noisy, the voice of Mare Fake spread far away, and also spread to an inconspicuous mountain a kilometer away from the Shuimen Bridge...

At this time, there is a valley standing hidden in the darkness. More than a dozen cannons are parked in the jungle in the valley, wrapped in white cloth to hide, covered with snow, and there is no one around.

And in places that are almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, rows of figures are carefully lying on the snow at the head of each mountain. They seem to have merged into nature, and their bodies are no different from snow.

These people are Qilian.

They saw the shelling scenes, the convoys driving densely on the bridge, the figures of soldiers walking around amidst the lights of thousands of houses, and even a few times, not far from where they were, they still remained motionless.

After a long time, a figure moved on the snowy ground and emerged, it was Yu Congrong.

"I said why did we stop in the middle of walking, when do we start?" Yu Congrong's face was suffocated for a long time, and he was flushed from the cold, but he was still very excited.

"No, you should ask when to send them away." The other person raised his head buried deep in the snow, and snow stains fell off, revealing Xu Qing's face.

"What do you mean?"

"Leave the world." Lei Gong's words came from the side, and then all figures emerged from the snow one by one, Wu Qianli, Mei Sheng, Ping He, Song Weiguo, Zhong Dingyi, etc., they almost buried their whole bodies in the snow. on the ground.

"Okay." Yu Congrong was still talking, when Xu Qing suddenly raised his hand and signaled that there were at least thousands of North Korean civilians on the other side of the bridge who couldn't pass through the checkpoint, so they turned and left, and ran to the snow valley jungle on both sides shelter from the cold.

"I'm going."

Xu Qing stood up, and then everyone in the cold gun squad, including Ping He, Song Weiguo, Yu Congrong, etc., picked up their guns and looked at him.

He picked up a bunch of dynamite bags, turned his head and smiled, and rushed down. Everyone looked at his figure and said nothing, because this was discussed a long time ago.

Song Weiguo was worried, and said, "Is it really possible? This is a bit dangerous."

"Of course it can. When will Wanli fail? We just need to do one thing, trust him."

far away.

Xu Qing rolled down the mountain like a snowball with a gun and a pack of explosives. When he reached the middle of the mountain and was less than a hundred meters away from the Shuimen Bridge, a group of cheerful American soldiers holding wine bottles and singing saw him. The figure, I thought I was wrong.

Because his running speed is so fast, he jumps and slides on the rocky cliffs and snow slopes like a mountain antelope, rolls up the silver flowers like a fairy in the snow, and falls like an avalanche.

"what is that?"

Before the soldiers could see what it was, they saw a sizzling object thrown out from the hillside and rolled onto the bridge deck. They were stunned at first, and then shouted: "Enemy attack! "

After throwing it, Xu Qing fell on his back, let the inertia make his body fall, picked up the rifle, closed the clip, and shot when the explosive package was about to fall under the bridge deck.

The Seventh Company on the mountain also fired and gave him cover.

bang bang bang bang...

The random shots were actually not that many, because Xu Qing only fired one shot.But enough.

Then, without looking back, with the gun in his hand, he ran up the hill.

behind -

boom!
boom!boom!boom!
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom ! ! ! ! !
It was as if the sky was falling apart, the valleys were trembling, the earth was trembling, and this road had also been affected.

Major Hans was sitting in the car closely guarded by the soldiers. He knew he was a prisoner, and he had no intention of resisting, but his expression was so good that he couldn't see it. The little Jayden next to him was much more enlightened than him, but he just drank A glass of wine.

Suddenly, the ground moved, and Hans was thrown back by the huge explosion, and fell violently to the ground.

"what happened?"

He panicked, what is this, did the atomic bomb explode?

The car was covered by a white cloth, and it was impossible to see what was going on outside, but the intense flames illuminated the entire white cloth, turning it red.He quickly stretched out his hand, trying to pull the cloth away, but the soldier next to him, Wang Xiaosi, kept staring at him, vigilantly stopping him: "Don't move."

"Easy, easy, let me see, aren't you worried? There's a big explosion outside."

He yelled in English, because the sound of the explosion made it difficult to hear the surrounding sounds clearly, but no matter how much he yelled, Wang Xiaosi and other soldiers remained indifferent.

Little Jayden was also very shocked at first, and then slowly calmed down. He pulled Hans: "Your Excellency, don't talk about it, it's probably because they made the noise."

Hearing what he said, Hans looked at the expressions of Wang Xiaosi and the others, and found that they seemed to have expected it, and when he turned his head again, he was also stunned.

Because of the shock wave of the explosion, the rolled up snow and wind spread all around. Even if a gust of wind hit here and directly lifted the white cloth on the car, it should have been snowing heavily outside, but even the snowflakes seemed to be washed away in an instant——

"God..." Little Jayden stopped holding the bottle, and even the soldiers beside him couldn't help it, subconsciously turned their heads to look.

The brim of the hat blocked Hans' vision, and he quickly put the hat back on its original shape, but from the corner of his eye, he could clearly see a huge mushroom cloud of flames rising above the Water Gate Bridge hanging on the cliff, and he looked at the jumper in front of him The figure below, I don’t know if it’s an illusion or a dream, because from the corner of his eye, he saw cars, human bodies, and even half a tank flying in the sky in the distance...

What bunkers, what roads, what bridge decks, what houses, what cars, everything, everything, everything was reduced to dust in the explosion.

"This must be a dream, right?" Hans murmured before fainting.

(End of this chapter)