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

Flying Tiger Mountain.

After three or four days of fighting without food or water, the soldiers of the 335th Regiment were already dizzy with hunger.

At this time, they all looked haggard and thin.

Only those pairs of eyes were still terrifyingly bright.

"Captain!"

Li Yongming was a propaganda officer and war correspondent. He followed the 335th Regiment into the Korean War, but he unexpectedly encountered such a crisis.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally before going abroad, he was still trembling with fear when he saw the appearance of the soldiers.

"Reporter Li, what's wrong?"

Fan Tianen forced himself to stand up and asked.

"Do you feel that there seem to be fewer enemies today?"

Li Yongming asked.

Hearing this, Fan Tianen frowned slightly.

He also noticed this.

In the first three days, the 5th Regiment of the 7th Mi Division and the 24th Mi Division dispatched hundreds of fighter planes and more than 60 artillery pieces to carry out successive bombings on Feihu Mountain.

Almost the entire Feihu Mountain was bombarded by enemy artillery shells.

In more than fifty counterattacks, the 335th Regiment killed more than enemies.

At the same time, they suffered more than 700 casualties.

But starting this morning, the enemy's offensive seemed to have weakened.

"Perhaps the enemy has discovered that we are running low on ammunition and wants to eat us up bit by bit!"

Fan Tianen smiled bitterly.

They had run out of ammunition yesterday.

In desperation, they could only put the enemy in front of them, and then rely on the limited firepower combined with hand-to-hand combat to wipe out the enemy, and then pick up their weapons to use.

As a result, their casualties were even greater.

"Maybe our reinforcements have arrived!"

Li Yongming guessed excitedly.

Fan Tianen shook his head. "The superiors have issued military orders. No reinforcements will come."

Hearing this, Li Yongming's expression dimmed a little.

He looked at Fan Tianen's swollen hands. The ground on the mountain, which had been bombarded by artillery shells, was as hard as a rock. The soldiers could only dig trenches with their bare hands.

As the head of the group, Fan Tianen naturally led by example.

His fingernails were filled with dirt and blood was flowing from his fingers.

Due to the freezing weather and the lack of medical care, his hands had turned purple.

"Captain, the soldiers have gone without food or water for four days. This won't work!"

Li Yongming suggested: "Why don't we go to the village at the foot of the mountain to seek help from the people and solve the food problem."

Fan Tianen thought about it and felt that it was feasible.

Although I don't know why, the enemy's offensive has weakened now, which is an opportunity.

Li Yongming led his team to the village. When the villagers heard that it was the Long Kingdom army, they took the initiative to take out their own stored food, kill chickens and cattle, and help deliver them to the front line.

"No, no. We can't let ordinary people take risks!"

Li Yongming quickly refused.

An old man in the village tightly grasped his hand and said in a trembling voice: "You said you came across thousands of mountains and rivers and risked your lives to protect us, so what does it mean for us to kill a cow?"

Hearing this, Li Yongming couldn't help but burst into tears.

At this moment, he seemed to understand Fan Tianen's persistence.

For the peace and expectations of millions of people, every Dragon Nation soldier is willing to give everything, even his life.

Li Yongming declined the villagers' kindness and led the team towards Feihu Mountain.

On the way, they remained vigilant and dared not make any noise.

Planes were circling overhead, ready to drop bombs at any time.

Sudden--

There was a rustling sound in the woods on the side, as if someone was approaching.

"Who?!"

Li Yongming's heart sank. Could it be an enemy? !

There was resentment in his eyes. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would not be able to transport the food back to Feihu Mountain.

There, there are comrades waiting for me.

"Click"

Li Yongming pulled the bolt of the gun and pointed the muzzle towards the depths of the forest.

A group of people dressed in the uniforms of Southern Dynasty soldiers walked out.

"People from the Southern Dynasty?!"

Li Yongming's pupils shrank, and he was about to give the order to shoot.

"and many more!"

At this time, the young general on the opposite side suddenly spoke.

Moreover, he speaks fluent Chinese.

"I am from Dragon Country."

The young general smiled at Li Yongming.

Li Yongming's heart trembled violently.

He looked at the team. Although they were wearing the military uniforms of the Southern Dynasty, everyone's face was full of determination and their eyes were shining with cold light. They were like an iron army that had experienced blood and fire.

"Li Xiangyang, platoon leader of the 118st platoon of the 354th Regiment of the th Division."

Li Xiangyang took a step forward and held Li Yongming's hand tightly.

"You are......"

Li Yongming opened his mouth.

"We are here to support our comrades from the 335th Regiment!"

Li Xiangyang said.

"Reinforcements!"

Li Yongming was suddenly very excited. They had waited for reinforcements!

But soon, his heart sank.

“You only have one platoon?”

Seeing Li Xiangyang nod, Li Yongming gave a bitter smile.

"Platoon Leader Li, you guys should go back."

Li Yongming shook his head. "If there is only one platoon, going to Feihu Mountain is a complete suicide!"

Seeing this, Li Xiangyang smiled slightly.

"What if there are these?"

As his words fell.

Two trucks slowly drove out from the depths of the forest.

"This is!"

Li Yongming's eyes suddenly widened.

The car was full of ammunition and food!

"Comrade, we can't stay here for long. Let's go up the mountain first!"

Li Xiangyang patted his shoulder and said.