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

After waiting for a while, Yang Yongjiang did not come back. The Northern Army translator chased after him, but Yang Yongjiang was gone. A man who looked like an officer finally explained:

"I'm sorry, we just received an emergency order requiring us to return to the team immediately and also set a time. The mission is urgent and we have to set off immediately. These cans were left by our company commander for our comrades. I'm really sorry this time."

The Northern Army translator expressed his understanding, saying that military orders are as heavy as mountains and that they are an army and they have to carry out their mission, not just visit relatives.

Thinking of this, he expressed his respect to Yang Yongjiang. The Chinese Army was indeed as fast as the wind and was a reliable army. He could not say too much in praise and hurried back to report to Captain Jin.

Jin Sanyong of the Northern Army, who was Yang Yongjiang's former guerrilla instructor, received the news and came to Yang Yongjiang's base, but could not see a single soldier. He climbed to a high place and could only see the tail of the team. After a while, the tail of the team also disappeared.

Jin Sanyong nodded: "It is a reliable unit."

In fact, Yang Yongjiang did not go far. He was afraid that the Northern Army would catch up with him, so he let two squads attract the Northern Army. He led the large force to find a hidden place and lie on the ground. The sun had already set, and it was getting dark quickly on the peninsula.

When it was dark, they got up from their hiding place and headed north.

The ropes on Qiao Youzhi were also untied.

When Yang Yongjiang saw the wound on his face, he felt bad and avoided seeing him.

Qiao Youzhi found him and said, "Yang, why are you watching me get beaten?"

Yang Yongjiang couldn't hide, so he reached into his pocket and took out the Northern Army's deployment map: "Does this count as intelligence?"

Qiao Youzhi told the truth: "It is intelligence, and it is very valuable."

"Is it worth it for you to get such information by getting a beating?"

Qiao Youzhi was speechless and repacked the information.

The further north you go, the greater the possibility of encountering the Chinese army.

When daybreak came, the scouts reported that there was a village ahead.

When Yang Yongjiang led his men into the village, they saw that everything had been bombed into a mess, except for a few houses with roofs.

Put out the sentinels and rest here. The temperature is a little higher during the day.

Yang Yongjiang had fought in wars for many years and knew well how dangerous the battlefield was, so he could not sleep well at all.

Qiao Youzhi ignored this and started snoring after a while. He was dreaming when he was woken up by Yang Yongjiang.

"Captain Yang, what's going on?"

"The Chinese Army is here."

Qiao Youzhi thought to himself, "My grandpa is here!" He sat up in panic and asked, "Where is he?"

"Come with me."

Yang Yongjiang took the lead to go out.

Qiao Youzhi thought he was going to have to fight, so he looked everywhere for his helmet and his gun.

Yang Yongjiang said: "You are a prisoner, how can you have a gun?"

Qiao Youzhi smiled bitterly: "Then you should at least give me some support. We are about to fight. I can't fight the Chinese army with bare hands. They can't win even with tanks. If I fight with bare hands, I will be courting death!"

Yang Yongjiang was also angry: "You can't win even with a gun."

Qiao Youzhi's nose was crooked, and he thought to himself, "You think I'm going to attack the Chinese army, but I'm going to attack you after I open fire."

Seeing that he was stubborn, Yang Yongjiang asked the soldiers to give him a Type 38 rifle.

Qiao Youzhi clumsily pulled the bolt, and there were still five bullets in it.

Yang Yongjiang came to the front and the two soldiers looked nervous: "Over the ridge, Platoon Leader Sun is talking to them."

Qiao Youzhi roughly understood that there was a ridge to the west of the village, and Yang Yongjiang's sentinels had collided with a Chinese army reconnaissance team heading south, and neither could escape the other.

The Chinese Army squad originally wanted to go to the village where Yang Yongjiang was resting.

The pathfinder soldiers had just climbed up the ridge when they met Yang Yongjiang's sentry.

The Chinese soldier asked, "Which unit are you from?"

Yang Yongjiang's soldier replied: "39th Army, what about you?"

The Chinese army on the opposite side said it was the 38th Army.

Yang Yongjiang's soldiers shouted: "Long live the 38th Army."

The Chinese Army was extremely happy. They even knew about the commendation from the 38th Army, so they were definitely comrades from a friendly army.

Yang Yongjiang came to the ridge and met with the captain of the Chinese Army squad.

The two sides chatted briefly.

It sounds nonchalant, but it's actually still a test.

The captain of the Huaxia Army squad talked about his experience fighting in Jinzhou, and Yang Yongjiang also talked about a few beautiful battles. Although they were the opponent's records, he, as the beaten party, also knew a lot about it, and what he said was absolutely true.

In this way, people gradually let down their guard, each had a task, wished each other well, and then left.

The captain of the Chinese Army squad took his men to rest in a ravine under the ridge.

Qiao Youzhi, who was hiding in the village, didn't hear the gunshots. He knew that Yang Yongjiang had gotten away with it. He changed his mind and was shocked: "Could Yang really be an undercover agent of the Huaxia Army? Otherwise, why didn't they fight? Who are the people in the Huaxia Army? How could they not see through him?"

Yang Yongjiang came back with a serious expression on his face, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

Qiao Youzhi was scared. This grandson wanted to kill me.

Yang Yongjiang sat opposite and said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and send a telegram to the US military headquarters to bomb the ravine west of the ridge. The Chinese army is ambushing there."

Qiao Youzhi gasped: "This grandson is really vicious, but this also proves from the side that he is not an undercover agent of the Chinese Army. But you ask me to bomb the Chinese Army, which is impossible." Then I thought, is this kid also testing me?

Seeing Qiao Youzhi in a daze, Yang Yongjiang became anxious: "Hurry up, it's too late, the person will be gone."

Qiao Youzhi walked towards the room where the radio was stored: "You son of a bitch, if you tell me to blow it up, I will. It's not impossible to blow it up, but I can change the coordinates."

In the end, the US Air Force Command received a wrong coordinate. They didn't care whether the coordinate was right or wrong, as long as they had plenty of bombs.

After sending the telegram, Yang Yongjiang's soldiers were ready to leave. Qiao Youzhi didn't react: "Are you leaving? Didn't you say you were going to rest here?"

"We are here to carry out a mission. We cannot sleep all day." Yang Yongjiang looked at the American and was extremely angry. How could this bunch of guys conquer half of the world!

After walking a few miles, a huge explosion was heard from the other side of the mountain ridge. More than a dozen US bombers were circling and bombing in turns.

Listening to the continuous explosions, Yang Yongjiang was filled with envy and said to Qiao Youzhi: "Your family is really rich. There are as many bombs as rocks on the peninsula."

Qiao Youzhi curled his lips and said nothing.

The US military's bombing this time was purely a waste of the blood and sweat of the Narui people. The petrol bombs only warmed the cold stones of the peninsula, and did not hit a single Chinese soldier.

The captain of the Chinese Army squad was extremely alert. He pretended to be in the ravine and led his men over the mountain in front and hid in the deeper jungle.

The American bombing caused the earth to shake, and the soldiers admired the captain's brilliant strategy.

The captain did not doubt Yang Yongjiang. He was worried that they had not dealt with the tail behind them when they came back. The American troops must be behind them. Fortunately, they were about to arrive at the Chinese army's territory, so even if there were American troops following them, there would be no danger.

Yang Yongjiang, however, thought that the US military had killed the Chinese military reconnaissance team and was very proud of himself.

Suddenly, there was an explosion ahead.

Yang Yongjiang ordered the soldiers to hide on the spot. Qiao Youzhi was frightened and asked in a hoarse voice whether a fight had started.

After waiting for a while, there were no more explosions.

Yang Yongjiang concluded that it was not a firefight but a landmine. He took Qiao Youzhi and walked a few hundred meters to the scene. The three soldiers who were exploring the way were blown to pieces.

Qiao Youzhi closed his eyes silently.

Yang Yongjiang called a few veterans and dug out some booby traps. Under the thin layer of snow was a half-meter pit with mines underneath.

They also dig traps and hunt wild boars.

Yang Yongjiang spoke lightly, but his face was as solemn as a piece of iron. His next sentence made Qiao Youzhi jump up.

"This approach reminds me of someone, the kid from my hometown Qiao family. Could it be that this kid was responsible for Qiao's comeback?"