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

Hearing the sound of the car engine, the surrendered Han soldiers became excited.

Qiao turned over and fired a volley of bullets at their feet. The Han soldiers, who seemed to be a little happy, immediately turned pale with fright.

The commandos took them to the bridge, tied them up and stuffed their mouths with their smelly socks. One soldier hit them on the top of their heads with the cold muzzle of a gun: "If you want to live, don't fart."

Leaving two soldiers to guard, the rest quickly returned to the south bank of the bridge.

Section Chief Zhang thought, what can five cars do to me? Back then at Pingxingguan, the Japanese army blew hundreds of cars into scrap metal.

The commandos were divided into several groups, each of which hailed a car and waited as long as possible for the car to get close before taking action.

Only two of the five cars were reinforcements, and the remaining three were carrying ammunition.

At the beginning, when the car saw soldiers on the bridge, it was nervous for a while and then relaxed. The soldiers on the bridge must be our people. If the enemy saw us coming, they would have to hide even if they didn't open fire.

In order to verify their idea, the car honked twice, and the soldiers at the bridge head waved to them.

The Han driver was convinced that the bastards guarding the bridge had wiped out the enemy.

Suddenly, dozens of people rushed out from both sides with clear division of labor. They approached the carriage like flying, cut open the canvas with knives, and stuffed grenades into the carriage without saying a word.

In order to keep the soldiers warmer, the truck was covered with a layer of canvas.

This was a disaster. Seeing the smoking grenade, the Han soldiers rushed to the rear of the vehicle. One grenade killed half of the Han soldiers.

Those crowded at the rear of the vehicle were not much better off. They were called out by commandos holding submachine guns. Few of them jumped out of the vehicle, and were knocked down again before they could stand up.

The car behind immediately braked and the driver jumped out first.

Qiao turned over and quickly stuck to a car, cut open the canvas, and saw that there were no Han soldiers inside. He immediately stopped the soldier holding the grenade: "There are ammunition inside, don't blow it up."

The soldier holding the grenade stuck out his tongue and said, "Luckily you took a closer look. If the grenade had been thrown in and detonated a truckload of ammunition, several of us would have been killed."

This battle was even faster, not only killing two truckloads of Han troops, but also seizing three truckloads of weapons and ammunition.

Section Chief Zhang reported to the military headquarters and the mission was accomplished.

Then he received the latest order to guard the bridge and stop the enemy.

The commandos took out the heavy machine guns, mortars and rocket launchers from the truck. The soldiers were so happy that they upgraded their weaponry to new ones.

cutting edge.

Cui Haoyu, a new recruit of the Han army, looked at the deep mountains opposite. There might be an ambush of enemies there, or there might not be. Cui Haoyu thought not. It had been more than a day and there had been no movement. What was important was that he only had half an hour left before he could change shifts.

The team leader in charge of logistics was his fellow villager. He told him not long ago that the logistics department had transported thousands of chickens to eat in the evening, and by the time he returned from his duty, the chicken would have been stewed.

In fact, the Chinese army was ambushed in the mountains opposite. They had no chicken to eat, let alone chicken, not even any oily food.

The logistics department sent up some white flour, and the soldiers used engineering shovels to make pancakes and used iron basins as pans to fry soybeans.

A company commander laughed and joked: "Comrades, didn't we capture a few American devils a few days ago? When he saw us eating this, he actually asked the translator, are we making feed? Damn it."

The soldiers laughed: "These guys are useless in fighting and are picky about food."

Cui Haoyu looked at the watch in his hand and counted down in his mind: five, four, three, two, one, go.

Before he turned around, red flares flew into the sky.

Cui Haoyu was stunned, staring at the tail flame of the flare with a dull look.

The person who took over the shift with him also stared blankly at the sky.

Cui Haoyu suddenly understood and was about to speak.

The sharp shells cut through the air, and it was too late to do anything. The shells fell beside him and turned into a red mist with the soldier who was changing guard.

The Chinese Army's artillery shells landed accurately on the Han Army's position and then extended backwards.

Artillery shells rained down on all the Han army positions in Decheng at the same time.

The soldiers of the Han Army were caught off guard. Just now, their superiors told them with confidence that there were no enemies ahead. Their operation this time was just a military trip to appreciate the beautiful scenery of the peninsula.

They would never have thought that they were surrounded, and by the time they realized it, they were almost killed.

After the artillery fire extended backwards, the Chinese Army's Commander Yang ordered an attack.

This operation must be carried out with momentum. Last time, because of the intelligence from the black regiment, they missed the opportunity to fight. Not only did their division lose face, but the army commander was also scolded. If they don't fight to show their strength, they will be too embarrassed to live like this.

The three main regiments of the Yang Division, each with two battalions, rushed forward.

The first to collapse was Cui Haoyu's troops, who never got to eat chicken until their death.

The Chinese soldiers broke through their positions and, in addition to seizing a considerable amount of ammunition, also captured several thousand chickens, most of which were cooked.

The soldiers held guns in one hand and chickens in the other, and wolfed down the chicken.

A soldier was running with blood coming out of his mouth. The medical officer stopped him to check, thinking he had internal injuries. The soldier waved his hand, wiping the oil on the medical officer's clothes, and said casually: "I'm not injured. I ate chicken too fast and a bone got stuck in my throat."

The health worker was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

The commander also knew that the soldiers were suffering, so he reminded them as he ran: "Eat slowly, don't let your bones get stuck."

After breaking through the outer position of the Han army, there was a river in front of them, which was already frozen and not very solid.

The captain came to the river.

A reconnaissance team had come here a month ago, and there was no bridge or ferry nearby.

A soldier walked on the ice and came back to report: "With so many people going up there, the ice will definitely not hold up."

The team leader took off his hat and said, "Wade over there." He took the lead in taking off his shoes and socks, putting his cotton trousers around his neck, rolling up his trouser legs, and jumping onto the ice.

With so many people going onto the ice together, the ice broke into pieces immediately and turned into a glacier.

The river water was freezing cold. The soldiers jumped in the icy water and bravely rushed to the other side.

A team of Han army soldiers came to the river to prepare for blocking the enemy, but they were so frightened by the sight of the Chinese army charging desperately in the icy water that they forgot to open fire and also forgot their mission.

Are they human? It's so cold, they wade across the river!

They don't have much time to be in a daze.

The soldiers rushed to the other side of the river and captured more than a hundred Han troops who were blocking them without firing a shot.

Faced with the prisoners, the regiment commander was in a dilemma. They had to continue the attack and could not take the prisoners with them. In the end, he confiscated their guns and released the prisoners.

The Han army prisoners did not go anywhere. They stood by the river and watched a regiment of Chinese army rush over.

A group of Chinese soldiers holding kitchen knives rushed across the river bank, and when they saw the dazed Han army prisoners, they were about to chop them up with the knives.

Fortunately, a Chinese soldier spoke up for them, saying that they were prisoners and that the regiment commander had ordered them to be released.

The Chinese soldiers holding kitchen knives were indignant: "You guys fought all the battles, and we got nothing. Comrades, hurry up, we have to chop off a few fucking people in today's battle, and it would be best if we chop off a few foreign heads."

A group of cooks rushed up cursing.

The Han army prisoners were completely dumbfounded. The cook was so fierce, how could we fight him?

After all the troops had passed, the soldiers guarding them also left.

The prisoners discussed and decided not to run anywhere and just wait here. There were artillery fire everywhere and Chinese people everywhere, so it was safer here.

The charging Chinese soldiers were unstoppable and with the city of De in front of them, they thought it would be a smooth journey, but they did not expect to encounter a tough opponent.

It turns out that the Han country's army is not just composed of spineless and sluggish people.