Start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 174 This is Huangcaoling
This group of guys were all stunned, their heads were turning around, obviously knowing that something had happened, but they didn't dare to resist, it was Major Hans who was in the car and said for the first time: "Easy, easy... just accept your fate and surrender. , friends, this is not a friendly army."

His face was full of pity, shaking his head and sighing, and the white faces mixed with a group of Asians made these soldiers a little confused. Is this one of them?

But when they hit the muzzle of a gun, they couldn't escape. There were weapons everywhere. If they made a small move, their lives would be lost immediately. They didn't dare to bet.

"Surrender, we surrender." The soldiers in the front smiled awkwardly, but the smiles were a bit ugly.

Xu Qing said, "I got it."

Song Weiguo sneered: "There are still some delivered to your door!" He led the team to jump down, and everyone was wearing a full set of steel guns. Although they were a little surprised, they were not afraid at all. Stay, and then disperse vigilance around.

Perhaps seeing the car stopped and someone coming down with a gun, the soldiers who were chasing behind soon saw that something was wrong and began to stop subconsciously. Suspected to be enemies, they had no choice but to scramble and crawl to both sides in a hurry.

"Stop!" Zhong Ding shouted.

Puff puff!
The soldiers fired in response, a row of bullets hit the side ditch of the road, and made a series of deep holes in front of the feet of these fleeing guys. They were not used to them, so they shot and killed them directly.

Now that a large number of bullets have to be transported away, everyone's nerves are tense, and they will not let go of the slightest danger. They can shoot without talking nonsense.

Soon, the surroundings were camouflaged in the ravine, including the soldiers on the car, jumped down one after another, shouting with guns, facing the cold guns surrounded from all directions, these wandering American soldiers no longer dared to move around, waiting for everyone He was overwhelmed to the ground, cleared his body and equipped with firearms.

Xu Qing also jumped out of the car. He squinted his eyes and looked at the road behind. The volunteers he had just chased had disappeared, but the footprints on the ground were still fresh, so he shouted: "Comrades behind, we are Chinese volunteers." , These guys have been subdued by us, please come out and see them!"

His shout resounded between the snowy forests on both sides of the road, and heavy snow fell from the sky, falling on his clothes, but there was no response for a long time, and there was no gunfire, as if the large yellow ocean chasing just now was an illusion. , Lei Gongmeisheng and the others also jumped down vigilantly.

"Is it one of our people?" Mei Sheng held a gun in one hand, and picked up the binoculars to sneak a look. "Don't make a mistake."

"It's definitely true. These Americans can be wrong, but I can't be wrong." Xu Qing said.

He took off his coat and saw that the captives had all been captured. The soldiers were hiding around the car and did not dare to expose them at will, but he stood up directly, stood in the middle of the road, and blew his whistle:

~

The continuous whistle sound carried the signal band unique to the Chinese, and quickly penetrated the surrounding forest. The volunteer officers and soldiers in the forest were also hesitant, looking at each other. friend.

Asian faces, but wearing U.S. military uniforms, captured this wave of Americans who have been fighting with them for days——this is the first time they have seen such a strange combination.

If it is a spy, there is no need to do this. If not, have you heard of any army with such abilities?
In the end, one of the leading middle-aged soldiers gritted his teeth, slapped his legs and made a decisive decision: "They have whistled, they should be our own people, others should be vigilant, I will go up to find out the wind!"

Others wanted to stop them, but they were pushed down by him.

Then, Xu Qing saw a few figures scattered in the jungle. They were covered with scattered snow and wore a white towel cape. It's not very bright, but I still look at it vigilantly while walking.

They rushed up directly, not even carrying any weapons on their bodies, only holding a grenade in their hands.

Xu Qing took a glance, but didn't see the gun, but there was a swollen bag between his waist, which might be a bag of explosives, and there was also a slightly glaring glow towards him in the woods, probably these people left all their rifles there warrior.

If the Seventh Company was the enemy, they would definitely not survive if they came out like this, or...they had no intention of going back alive at all.

Xu Qing signaled everyone to put down the guns, then handed the guns to Lei Gong himself, and gestured with open hands: "Don't be nervous, don't get me wrong, you are the [-]th Army, I don't know which army it is?"

The person in charge shouted: "Our engineering battalion of the [-]nd Regiment is here to rob the high ground and fight guerrilla attacks to stop the enemy. I am the deputy battalion commander, Tan Gaofeng. Which department are you in?"

"The 27th Interlude Company of the [-]th Army has come to the rear of Gutuli to carry out a secret mission. This is an American thing we handed over, and it is rushing back."

The two sides carefully checked the code words and confirmed each other. Their identities were well documented and they did not seem to be fraudulent, so they completely put down their guns and shook hands, and they all heaved a sigh of relief.

"Brothers, my own people!"

Tan Gaofeng waved his hands back, only 50 to [-] people appeared one after another in the forest on both sides, all of them were hungry, sallow and emaciated volunteer soldiers, looking over carefully with their guns in hand.

Most of them were naked, and the cotton clothes were torn and pierced everywhere, and the leggings on their feet were tightly tied with thick cloth strips. Many people's feet, legs, and hands were frostbitten, and they were limping with guns, but There was no choice but to forcefully continue fighting.

"How many of you?"

"Three hundred and seven."

"It's not easy, is it?"

Tan Gaofeng didn't speak, but smiled reluctantly.

"Thank you." Xu Qing said silently.

This is a battalion-level combat unit. This person should be regarded as a leader of volunteer officers and soldiers. There are only so many people left under his command. Needless to say, he can see how fierce the battle these people have experienced. He immediately reported to this A battalion commander Tan saluted.

Although Tan Gaofeng was pale, he still responded straightforwardly.

There was no time to be polite. Seeing that all the American prisoners had been arrested, Tan Gaofeng didn't bother to ask, but said, "Where are you going? Is it convenient to disclose it? If it's a secret, then forget it."

"We're going to join our team and deliver the supplies in the car." Wu Qianli got out of another car and said straight away.

"Xiajieyu?"

"It's not clear yet, it may be on the way."

"Then it's better to come to our station first." Tan Gaofeng said suddenly.

"Is there a radio station?" Xu Qing interrupted and asked.

Before they left, they used the radio to contact Sanying. They talked about calling back before, but they couldn't help it on the road. When they went outdoors, the battery of the radio was frozen to death, and the pointer couldn't move.

Tan Gaofeng said affirmatively, "Yes."

Xu Qing took a look at these people, saw their embarrassment in the battle, exchanged a glance with Qianli, Qianli nodded and said, "I think it's okay."

There are enough supplies in the car. Obviously, the volunteer officers and soldiers here also seem to be in need of help, so they simply distributed some of the supplies to them.

Others are all right.

"Okay, come with me." Tan Gaofeng was overjoyed, and waved back: "Take the brother troops up the mountain!"

"Yes!"

Although everyone in this team was in a bad mood, they were still full of confidence when they shouted and agreed, which reminded Xu Qing of the days when they fought desperately on the high ground of Dongshan in Xiajieyu, they were also in such a mess, lacking food and food Bullets, everything is missing, just not lacking in energy.

Touching the scene, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, shook his head, then turned around and said, "Song Weiguo, Zhong Dingyi, bring out some canned food."

Approaching the station of the Volunteer Army, the Battalion Commander Tan sent two soldiers and Yu Congrong to lead the way. The whistle sounded all the way, and the others, either submerged or loaded, drove in a detour to the mountains.

Song Weiguo and Pinghe quickly organized, vacated the parking space, and pulled the soldiers from the engineering battalion into the vehicle. The hood was not too big, and it contained prisoners. Everyone had to stand or sit and huddle together, and then opened some cans on the spot. Handed it over with a smile.

These soldiers haven't eaten such fresh food for many days. Although it's cold, it's food!
They subconsciously swallowed their throats and salivated, but the military order and discipline are in place, and they dare not move casually. These guys, big and small, are all at a loss and don't know what to do. Tan Gaofeng wanted to talk, but Wu Qianli waved his hands directly aside. : "No, you don't want to refuse, this car is full of Americans, and you don't want to eat for nothing."

After speaking, he lighted his whistle again, and then shouted to the front of the car: "Hurry up, everyone, get out of here!"

Tan Gaofeng had no choice but to agree first. Seeing that Qilian was just watching with a smile, he was slightly moved, but he still said with a straight face: "The engineering battalion has three rows and six rows, all of them are there, and they all - go on!"

Only then did the Qilian big guys laugh. The soldiers took the things preciously, and opened the cans and white bread bags with trembling hands. The disgraced young man burst into tears.

"I'm laughing at you. After fighting on the mountain for a week, I really ran out of ammunition and food." Tan Gaofeng smiled wryly. He felt sorry for not being able to give his brothers a good bite these days.

Lei Gong said with a smile: "What's the matter, we are the same, in the end we Wanli stole the rice cakes from Soldier Rhee and shared them with everyone, so we didn't starve to death."

"Oh?" Tan Gaofeng asked curiously as he looked at their neatly dressed U.S. military uniforms, "Why did you come here from the south, and where did you fight before?"

"Xingxingli, hit Xiajieyuli, and then hit Gutuli..." Song Weiguo replied quickly.

"You guys came from that side, do you know what happened to the south?" Tan Gaofeng nodded, pointing in the direction Qilian came from and asked, "We saw the flames at night, and they blazed for more than half an hour. It is clear that the U.S. military planes pulled one after another in the morning, and they are also rushing there..."

As he was talking, everyone laughed inexplicably. He was stunned for a while, and looked down at the truckload of equipment and supplies, as well as all kinds of new American gadgets. He was startled, and a bold guess popped up in his mind: "The bridge—did you blow it up?"

But Qilian just smiled and didn't speak, but this already explained everything.

Tan Gaofeng was startled, awed, opened his mouth to say something, held back and swallowed it back, and finally asked about the details, and all his exclamations were reduced to two words: "Awesome!"

Everyone laughed.

The atmosphere in the car has rarely reached a level of enthusiasm. Everyone has not seen the friendly army for a long time. Looking at the familiar military uniforms of volunteer officers and soldiers, there is a special sense of relaxation and belonging in this war-torn battlefield. There is a lot of laughter. .

After Xu Qing briefly interrogated the Americans, it was already 10 minutes later. He got back into the car and was quite surprised to see that everyone was chatting in a lively manner.

So I asked a few simple questions, and soon learned from Tan Gaofeng that this is actually the area of ​​Huangcaoling. Within a few kilometers from here, there are a lot of firefights. The 58th Division and the regiment headquarters are together. Turn there, borrow the radio station, and contact the superior to entrust the task.

(End of this chapter)