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Five days.

Five whole days.

The 335th Regiment is on this damn little front.

The battle lasted for five full days.

During this period, the Han 7th Division launched several uninterrupted attacks with the cooperation of the US military.

The enemy's artillery fire was extremely ferocious.

But the 335th Regiment still held on to the final bottom line under the leadership of its leader Fan Tianen.

For five days, this small front was like a nail stuck on the choke road that the United Nations troops must pass through.

The sky-blocking aircraft roared over the heads of the volunteers.

Stones were blown into powder and even trees were burned to ashes.

However, the 335th Regiment stationed here did not take a step back.

Five days later, the severely disabled 335th Regiment held on to this position.

Completed scheduled tasks.

And everything during this period was seen by everyone in the live broadcast room.

[Ke Qing: This war was too brutal]

[Wudao: It’s really one after another]

[Kaia: Just a small-scale battle ended like this? 】

[Tang Yu: Such battles are everywhere on the Korean battlefield, they are really tragic]

Everyone was silent, not a single barrage was sent out.

Although the five days in the live broadcast room went through several accelerations and switches.

But watching the entire live broadcast was actually really moving.

Soldiers fearless of artillery fire and death came one after another.

Even when he was holding a grenade and dying with the enemy, he still shouted the words "Long live New China".

This is a group of people who know what to die for and what to fight for.

"Everyone, rest where you are for ten minutes! Then each battalion will go down to count the personnel, and report to the regimental commander in ten minutes!"

The voice of the messenger continued from the front.

The soldiers sat against the wall and gasped.

Some had faces full of smoke and dust, looking for a sip of water on the people around them.

Some asked each other for matches and wanted to take a puff of tobacco.

And most of them were silent, checking whether the firearms in their hands were normal.

"Is everything okay?"

Squad leader Ding Weiguo brought several bags of fried noodles from the logistics department.

Then he threw it to the Dadalia people in front of him.

"It's okay, monitor."

"I'm fine too!"

Ding Weiguo nodded, and then looked at Dadalia, who was deep in thought while holding fried noodles.

"What about you, kid?"

"I..."

Dadalia shook her head.

"I can get used to it a little bit."

"Look, you still don't believe me when I say Comrade Ke is fine as squad leader!" Guo Haitao said while eating fried noodles.

Ding Weiguo curled his lips.

"I saw that he was very fair, so I thought he was a young man from a rich family who came to join the army."

"Now it seems that I am blind."

Several people burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was so harmonious.

Dadalia smiled and didn't mind the monitor's words.

He tried to put the fried noodles in his mouth into his mouth.

However, the moment the fried noodles touched the tip of my tongue.

Then he let the saliva in his mouth completely evaporate, followed by a lump of sand that choked his mouth.

According to Navilet, it is as difficult to swallow as if desiccant is directly inserted into a person's stomach.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Dadalia coughed suddenly, and Guo Haitao next to him quickly handed over the water bag around his waist.

"Don't eat too fast, you may choke."

"Look at your water bag. Does it still have water?"

Guo Haitao discovered this after hearing the monitor's prompt.

His water bag actually had a big hole in it from the muzzle of the gun.

And the water source originally contained in it has long since flowed to an invisible distance.

"...I almost jumped on someone, right?"

"It's rare that things don't collapse."

"It's okay, Comrade Ke, drink from me!"

Du Hai showed his big teeth, picked up the full water bag and handed it to Dadalia.

"Ahem, cough...thank you."

Dadalia took the water bag and was about to drink it in a big gulp.

As a result, from the corner of his eye, he saw the three people next to him looking straight at him.

Ding Weiguo's Adam's apple even moved slightly.

Looking at his chapped lips, it was obvious that he hadn't had a good sip of water for many days.

Seeing this, Dadalia took a sip and then handed it to Ding Weiguo.

"Monitor, it's time for you to take a sip, right?"

"No...it's not necessary. I'm the squad leader and I should take care of you."

He pushed away the water bag and looked at Guo Haitao.

"What about you?"

Guo Haitao shook his head.

"Keep it until you really can't hold it any longer."

Du Hai took the water bag and tied it tightly to himself.

In fact, Dadalia does not need to eat.

But I feel that since entering this experience, I no longer feel hungry or thirsty.

He just wanted to know.

What does the food of these soldiers who live with him every day taste like?

Very bad, very bad.

Not even the worst winter he had ever lived in as a child during Solstice.

"Comrade Ke, what are you going to do after the war?" Guo Haitao suddenly asked.

"I?"

Dadalia was stunned.

This question seemed to have no real meaning to him.

So he threw it to the squad leader Ding Weiguo.

"Where's the monitor?"

"Uh I...um..."

The rough man in the past suddenly became a little restrained.

"Well... I just need to go home and find a wife, and then I can honor my mother."

"Listen! The simple wish of a simple old man from Northeast China!"

"Fuck you, I'm making you tickle."

Ding Weiguo looked annoyed and grabbed a handful of snow from the snow next to him and threw it at Guo Haitao.

"Squad leader, it would be great to have a wife! I want her too."

"Go, go, go! What are you thinking about, you little brat!"

A few people were talking and laughing, greedily enjoying the hard-won peace.

After a long time, Ding Weiguo suddenly smiled.

"It's just that I've been out for a long time. It's time to respect my mother when I go back."

"Monitor, is there anyone else at home?"

Hearing this, Ding Weiguo fell into silence.

It took him a while before he spoke.

"My father followed Yang Jingyu to fight the Japanese, and finally died with the general."

"My second uncle joined the Chinese army in 1937 and died on the Songhu battlefield."

"My eldest brother died during the Liberation War, and my second brother was killed by the military commander. He was said to be... helping the underground party to spread news."

"My mother died earlier, and there is nothing to say."

Ding Weiguo's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something very trivial.

Dadalia was a little dazed and couldn't help but ask: "Then why did you join the army?"

"Me? I didn't think about it at first, but later..."

"Everyone assemble!"

What he was about to say was suddenly choked.

The rough man who had just revealed some weakness immediately returned to his previous tough look.

"Assemble! Stop talking!"

The remaining soldiers of the 335th Regiment began to line up and assemble.

After Ding Weiguo's side arrived, the instructor suddenly looked at Ding Weiguo.

"Your squads and three platoons from either side will be merged into the 1st Battalion, and then go to another predetermined position together."

"Instructor, where are we going?"

"Songgu Peak."

The combat orders given above have been completed.

The next thing to do is to retreat.

Fighting and retreating together with the 40th Regiment of the 119th Division of the 356th Army, which was also retreating.

In the process, the volunteers continued to release prisoners of war and discarded some of their equipment on the retreat.

They said to the prisoners of war, "There is insufficient ammunition, lack of medicine, we are not the main force, we have to retreat" and other words.

Trying to paralyze the United Nations forces and miscalculate.

And this approach did successfully fool the United Nations military.

At the same time in front of the United Nations Command.

MacArthur is being interviewed by news media from various countries.

"Mr. MacArthur, now that the Chinese army has officially joined the war and China has refused to attend the United Nations General Assembly, what is your comment on this?"

MacArthur stood in front of the stage and stroked his sleeves.

He said with a very relaxed expression: "I think they made a very wrong decision."

"I know that the commander of their volunteers is someone named Peng or something, but I have never heard of who he is."

"I think it would be better for them to leave North Korea as soon as possible."

During the conversation, the sounds of countless flashing lights continued to sound.

The five-star general was basking in the admiration of journalists.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"So General MacArthur, when can our soldiers return to their hometowns? Christmas is coming soon."

"That's a very good question!"

MacArthur snapped his fingers.

"We are about to launch a 'Christmas Offensive' and I promise you our soldiers will be home by Christmas."

"And my way of fighting is the following plan..."

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Note: Historically, the Battle of Longhu Mountain lasted for five days, and the entire regiment repelled seven attacks by the U.S. and South Korean coalition forces with half of the casualties. During this period, the volunteers did not have any air power or artillery superiority, and they forcibly withstood the pressure of the front and defended the Longhu Mountain Highlands. This laid the stage for the pincer offensive of the following six legions.

Using six legions as an interlude tactic was something only the Volunteer Army at that time could think of and dare to do.

The next plot will be the Battle of Songgu Peak, one of the four major battles in the plot to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea.

Estimated five chapters (including knife)