Crossing North Korea, I became a US soldier, and my opponent was my grandfather.

Qiao Youzhi and another American major, Orr, became military advisers of the Sixth Division of the Han Army. They rode in jeeps and followed the Seventh Regiment of the division.

When the US troops landed, the Northern Army suffered heavy losses and was unable to fight back.

The north of the peninsula is extremely desolate.

There were ruins everywhere, and some places were burning. The US military had just dropped incendiary bombs.

The bombing of the area north of the peninsula was like a journey for US pilots. The sky became the sky of US pilots. They could fly however they wanted and bomb however they wanted.

The U.S. Air Force is wealthy and powerful, and it may be able to call in several sorties of bombing to target even one or two people in the north.

A small mud house in the north would be hit by several aerial bombs if anyone in military uniform appeared.

For Americans, this is just a drop in the bucket and insignificant.

The Northern Army was unable to fight anymore, and the Supreme Commander did not want the last spark of hope to be consumed, so he led his men in a continuous retreat northward. He had sent people across the Yalu River and obtained a promise from China to send troops for support.

Major Orr, who was sitting in the jeep, had a similar identity to Qiao Youzhi. Both had served in the Marine Corps and fought on Guadalcanal. They had common topics.

"George, do you think the Chinese will join the war when we reach the Yalu River?"

Qiao Youzhi knew that the Chinese would definitely join the war, so he could only answer with Admiral Mai's words: "O'Al, what can the Chinese use to join the war? Do they have planes, warships, tanks, and cannons? Before I came, Admiral Mai told me that the Chinese are concerned about their treasure island and they just want to recover their own land. In addition, Admiral Mai also said that he is not worried about the Chinese joining the war, and he is a little looking forward to their coming. If that is the case, then we can cross the river."

After hearing this, Orr shook his head and said firmly: "The Chinese will definitely join the war. They will definitely come."

Qiao Youzhi was stunned and felt scared: "This kid is so determined, he also traveled through time."

Orr went on to say, "My brother has been to their base and met with the leaders there. Before I came, my brother told me that if we did not heed the warnings of the Chinese government and insisted on advancing north, we would definitely be counterattacked by their army."

Qiao Youzhi breathed a sigh of relief and said ambiguously: "Auer, this is not something we can control."

"Yeah, we're just small fry."

While they were chatting, a group of Han soldiers went towards a mountain path. Soon, thick smoke billowed out from there.

Orr was furious: "These allied troops became particularly brave when they saw the lonely civilians."

Qiao Youzhi also sneered: "The so-called veterans among them are all former Japanese soldiers. After Japan surrendered, they changed into military uniforms and became the Han Army. In future battles, you must never cooperate with them."

Orr was puzzled.

“They were running too fast.”

The two laughed.

The troops came to a village and camped.

The two men were outside the tent, watching the Han army soldiers busying themselves.

A strange army appeared. They captured some civilians and hit them on the heads with the butts of their guns as they walked.

Orr was a professional soldier. He could see that these civilians were not soldiers and he looked down upon the behavior of the Han soldiers.

Next, those people's behavior became even more extreme.

They separated the men and women, tied them to trees, and shot them without mercy.

Orr couldn't sit still anymore and started shouting angrily.

Those people smiled contemptuously, but their fingers that pulled the triggers never stopped for a moment.

The captured woman was taken into the tent, and soon her heart-wrenching screams were heard, mixed with the angry curses of the Han country man.

A woman rushed out of the tent, followed by a Han soldier whose pants had fallen to his feet. Seeing the woman running away, he angrily raised his gun and shot the woman to death.

Or could no longer sit still, and angrily went to the tent of the head of the 7th Regiment, Kim Ye-hoon, and angrily accused his men of their shameless behavior.

Captain Jin Yixun had a blank expression on his face and politely told Orr and Qiao Youzhi: "Mr. Advisor, they are not my troops. Their organization is called Masyoumi, an extreme organization that specializes in dealing with the running dogs of the Northern Army."

"But they killed innocent civilians and they were wearing Han Army uniforms." Or slammed the table angrily, extremely angry at Captain Kim Ye-hoon's indifference.

Qiao Youzhi pulled him out of the tent, knowing that no matter how much he said to Captain Jin, it would be like talking to a deaf ear, as he would not care about such things.

In addition, from a certain perspective, this is Han Country’s internal affairs. They are only military advisers and have no management authority.

The two climbed up a nearby hill and took a walk while enjoying the autumn scenery.

There is a road at the foot of the mountain, which goes north to the Yalu River.

A car passed on the road.

Orr didn't know.

Qiao Youzhi knew that in the north, only high-ranking officials could ride in such a car.

"George, what brand of car is this?" Orr asked, looking at the shadow of the car.

"I don't know either. It looks like a Han country car. Could it be left to them by Japan?" Qiao Youzhi evaded the question.

The driver of the car that just passed by was still in shock and said to the two people in the back seat: "That was a close call."

There was a strong laugh from the back row, but no words were spoken.

The driver was a little worried: "The two American devils definitely didn't come out alone. There must be enemies nearby."

Qiao Youzhi later found out that the person sitting in the car was Admiral Mai's nemesis.

After a stroll, Qiao Youzhi and Orr returned to the village behind the mountain.

Captain Jin Yixun arranged a sumptuous dinner and said excitedly: "Tomorrow, we will reach the Yalu River. We will be the first troops to drink from the Yalu River. The credit for this is due to the two consultants. I propose that we drink this cup."

Looking at his face that couldn't help but be happy, Qiao Youzhi thought to himself, "You're going to be finished soon. The Chinese army must have already moved in."

He couldn't say it out loud, and like Orr, he enjoyed the wine of victory.

At dawn, the Seventh Regiment of the Han Army set out.

A scene happened that made Qiao Youzhi drop his jaw.

The Han army had completely forgotten that they were in a war zone and had forgotten the marching rules.

Two 150mm howitzers, towed by trucks, marched at the front of the team.

Behind them were sparse, jubilant columns of infantry.

Even God could not help but envy the regiment's luck. Around them, there were hundreds of thousands of Chinese troops lying in ambush.

The regiment rushed to the border unhindered.

Seeing the Yalu River, Orr was very excited. He got out of the jeep and rushed to the riverside.

"George, I am the first American to come to Yalujiang." Orr danced excitedly.

Soldiers from the 7th Regiment of the Han Army also rushed over, looking at the river with joy on their faces.

Qiao Youzhi was worried, he knew that the joy at this moment was just a last glimmer of light before death. What he was thinking about was how to escape from the hands of Grandpa Huaxiajun.

A burst of gunfire interrupted his thoughts.

The Han soldiers, who were so carried away by the temptation, shot madly at the other side of the river.

Some bullets hit the center of the river, and more flew to the other side.

"My death is approaching." Qiao Youzhi cursed in his heart.

At this moment, Admiral Mai was also busy reviewing the troops in the northern capital.

Qiao Youzhi sent a telegram to Admiral Mai, and we arrived at Yalujiang.

Admiral Mai was intoxicated.

The Chinese army's artillery also fired, and the end of the complacent Mi Han coalition had come.