Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

An ancient city not far from Chushan.

During the days when the 118th Division was on a forced march, Fleming prayed to almost every aunt and uncle in God's family.

Every day he received telegrams from the division command post, and he knew that the Volunteer Army had sent an advance force to Chushan.

Fleming was not afraid of a head-on confrontation with the Volunteer Army. After all, he had never lost a battle since entering North Korea.

But the key point is that he has run out of ammunition and food.

Moreover, the division command post had no intention of sending reinforcements to Chushan.

The reason is simple. The Seventh Regiment of the Sixth Division advanced too deep into the enemy territory and was seriously disconnected from the main force.

Kim Jong-wu, commander of the South Korean 6th Division, had a sharp eye. He concluded that the volunteers would definitely set an ambush on the way and wipe out the South Korean reinforcements in one fell swoop.

His proposal was unanimously agreed upon by the coalition forces.

"Damn it, that bastard Jin Zhongwu!"

When Fleming heard this, he was so angry that he started cursing.

The soldiers of the Southern Dynasty's Seventh Regiment could only watch Fleming greet their commander's family every day, but they dared not say anything to stop him.

"FUCK! Why aren't you coming yet!"

Fleming was extremely anxious and wished he could grow wings and fly back immediately.

He knew very well that once he met the Volunteer Army, he would have to have a face-to-face talk with God.

at last.

While Fleming was waiting anxiously, the US military airdrop arrived.

"Let all troops withdraw immediately!"

Fleming gave the order immediately.

In this way, the Seventh Regiment of the Sixth Division of South Korea, which had arrived at the Yalu River with great confidence, began their escape.

As soon as they moved, the 118th Division immediately received news from the scouts.

Intelligence showed that the 7th Regiment of the 6th Division of South Korea, which had reached Chushan, had realized its dangerous situation and had directly abandoned Chushan, left Guchang, and headed towards Longgudong.

Deng Yue immediately realized that the enemy was preparing to escape.

"How can there be such a good thing as him!"

Deng Yue slapped the sand table, his eyes spitting fire.

"Come as you please, leave as you please, do you think this is your hometown?"

Deng Yue called the telegraph operator and reported the situation to the Zhisi overnight.

The boss who was far away in Zhisi was also furious after receiving the telegram.

He originally planned to encircle but not annihilate this mad dog trapped in the Yalu River, leaving them to lure Xichuan and Yunshan to come to the rescue.

Deng Hua, Hong Xuezhi and others also agreed with this.

However, the enemy did not take the bait and the plan failed.

"It seems that there are some smart people among the enemies!"

The boss looked solemn.

At this time, a telegram from the central government was sent to the Zhisi.

The meaning of the telegram was very clear. It was to ensure that the 6th Regiment of the 7th Division of South Korea in Chushan was captured first before the enemy could send reinforcements. It also told the commander not to be impatient and to wait until the main force of our army had joined forces before launching an active attack.

After hearing this, the boss realized that his appetite was a bit too big.

Let’s fight the war first. Drag out the command and it will expose more of our army’s strength.

So, without any hesitation, he immediately issued an order to the 40th Division of the 118th Army - to cooperate with the 50th Division of the 148th Army to quickly annihilate the mad dog that dared to fire at our country.

.......

"Captain, there's a man claiming to be the commander of the Korean People's Army's anti-tank artillery company, and he wants to see you!"

Huang Demao was about to take a rest, but after hearing this, he quickly put on his clothes and went outside.

As soon as they met, the other party stated his purpose: he wanted to assist the 353rd Regiment in combat.

Huang Demao agreed immediately.

Dawn of the 29th.

The first ray of dawn broke through the darkness and shone on the earth.

The cars carrying the 6th Regiment of the 7th Division of South Korea drove along the road in a mighty manner towards the sniper position of the 353rd Regiment.

After replenishing his ammunition, Fleming regained his former style.

He sat in the passenger seat, smoking a cigar and humming an American pop song.

There was an atmosphere of arrogance throughout the Seventh Regiment. After crossing the 38th parallel, they never encountered any resistance.

They swaggered into the fire range of the Volunteer Army, without realizing the danger was coming.

"beat!"

At Huang Demao's command, the soldiers immediately fired their guns.

Li Xiangyang held a submachine gun and fired fiercely at the enemy troops below.

Relying on his excellent eyesight, he almost always hit the target accurately without any deviation.

Moreover, due to his excellent physical fitness, he completely ignores the impact of recoil.

He was like a ruthless war machine, reaping the lives of South Korean soldiers.

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The system's prompt sound could not keep up with the speed at which he killed the enemies. It was like it was stuck and kept repeating.

He alone occupied a high ground and suppressed the enemy's firepower.

When the bullets were used up, he took out new ones from the space.

Right now everyone is fighting so hard that no one will notice.

“They all fought with all their might!”

Liu Dacheng shouted: "A large group of people who can breathe, can't they beat just one?!"

He Yuzhu and his men shouted excitedly and kept firing.

"There's an ambush!"

The South Korean army was suddenly attacked and fell into chaos. A large number of enemies were shot and killed before they had time to get off their vehicles and hide.

In just a few minutes, they were killed and wounded.

"Retreat quickly!"

Fleming shouted wildly and rushed into the ravine beside the road under the cover of the soldiers.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a bullet accurately hit a soldier next to him.

A stream of fresh blood flowed from the man's brow, and he fell straight down.

"Oh my god!"

Fleming screamed and his face turned white as paper.

He looked up tremblingly, looking in the direction where the enemy was shooting.

Faintly, he saw a young face.

The man looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and an imposing manner.

There was only murderous intent in those eyes.

Moreover, he seemed to have set his sights on himself.

Fleming was so frightened that he shouted, "Cover me, cover me!"

The South Korean soldiers did not dare to let anything happen to him and rushed over quickly.

"Whoosh!"

Another bullet fired, killing a soldier who was running toward Fleming.

The man fell heavily to the ground, his eyes wide open, staring at Fleming.

"FUCK!"

Fleming roared wildly. If he was not mistaken, the man was holding only a rifle.

It's unbelievable that it can be so accurate from such a distance.

"Where on earth did this sniper come from?!"

Fleming broke out in a cold sweat.

On the battlefield, there is nothing more terrifying than being targeted by a sniper.

The other party's intention was obvious, which was to kill himself.

"Whoosh!"

Another shot rang out, and the soldier on Fleming's right fell down.

Fleming huddled up behind the car door.

He dared not move, fearing that he would be killed instantly if he showed his head.

Seeing this, Li Xiangyang sneered.

"boom!"

He pulled the trigger and the bullet hit the car window.

The car windows shattered and the glass exploded into countless pieces, flying everywhere.

"what!"

Fleming let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

He reached out his hand tremblingly and touched his butt.

I saw a piece of glass shard accurately stuck in the middle of his buttocks.

Blood is gushing out!