Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

After all, several thousand heroic troops were annihilated, and these foreigners were very happy, and they even underestimated the enemy.

The statement "Chinese people are just like that" is widely circulated among foreigners.

After all, it was so easy to wipe out the People's Liberation Army of several thousand people. These arrogant foreigners were naturally happy and felt that dealing with them was a piece of cake.

That night, some foreigners even drank to celebrate.

When the moon climbed to the top of the sky, Shadan's gesture suddenly fell, and the battle horn resounded through the sky.

An army of 50,000 heroes attacked like thunder, surrounding the enemy from all directions.

The soldiers of the 24th Division and a brigade of the foreigners found themselves in a desperate situation. Their panic echoed in the night air and their struggle seemed so powerless.

The attack of the heroes was like a storm, fierce and merciless.

They attacked the enemy's lines from all directions, making it impossible for the enemy to concentrate its forces for an effective counterattack.

The soldiers of the enemy's 24th Division began to realize that they had fallen into a trap, their morale began to waver, and their defenses began to collapse.

Shadan and the fourteen people following behind him patrolled the edge of the battlefield. His eyes were as cold as ice, and he had only one belief in his heart - victory.

As the battle progressed, the encirclement became tighter and the offensive of the heroes became more fierce.

The soldiers of the 24th Division and one brigade of the foreign troops fell into confusion and panic. They ran in all directions but had nowhere to escape.

The heroic warriors came like the god of death, reaping lives one by one.

Shadan was watching this scene from the outside. He didn't even need to pass the message to the Heroic Spirit Army, he could command them at will.

That's the beauty of the system.

You can command these heroic troops very flexibly.

But they could not replace their own equipment and could only use the equipment from the Korean War.

If it were in the country, he would have armed them to the teeth long ago.

Instead of using crude World War II weapons to fight foreigners who are armed to the teeth like we are doing now.

At this moment, Shadan seemed to be playing a war game from a third-person perspective, but looking at the heroic troops fighting, although he knew that they could only exist for twenty-four hours, he still felt a little heartbroken.

In the battles one after another, the Heroic Spirits showed their bravery and wisdom. They fought alone or as a team, fighting the enemy, one dying and another taking his place, one after another.

Every close combat is a life-and-death contest, and every shooting is a challenge for survival. The "foreigners" felt the anger and power of the heroic troops on this snow-covered land.

The heroic troops either died together with the enemy, or used their teeth as weapons when they had no weapons left. This tragic scene made everyone who saw it feel terrified and respectful.

When the sun rose again, the brutal battle finally came to an end.

The Yingling troops achieved an overwhelming victory, and the 24th Division and a brigade were completely wiped out.

On the battlefield, the cheers of the heroic warriors rose one after another, their joy and glory intertwined together, turning into a hymn of victory.

Shadan stood on the high slope, overlooking the land where bloody battles had once taken place, his heart filled with emotion.

Although half of our own troops were killed or wounded, at least we wiped out all the foreigners, so it was worth it.

But how to write a battle report?

Forget it, I won’t write it for now and continue typing!

At this time, the enemy planes came, "Hide quickly!"

Now it was daylight, the time when enemy planes were wreaking havoc.

If it were a normal volunteer army unit, they would definitely not be allowed to open fire and expose their target, but they were a heroic unit, and facing the aggressive bombing group of aircraft, they directly started shooting down the aircraft, and they did so regardless of casualties.

After all, every time a plane is shot down, it means the lives of hundreds or thousands of people for the volunteers on the ground.

Anyway, the Heroic Spirit Army can only exist for twenty-four hours, so it would be a waste if not used.

This move of his stunned the fourteen people around him.

If sacrificing the bait just now was a small act of ninjutsu, then what is happening now is extremely cruel.

"Brigade Commander, why don't you let these troops find cover? If they keep fighting, they will all die!"

"Follow orders, understand?"

Shadan ran to a bunker alone, and the others watched these people with machine guns and rifles shooting down planes. It was simply incompetent command.

But he is the only one who knows the true value of these people.

The battle lasted for a whole day. When the dust settled and the smoke rolled away, only about a thousand people were left in the heroic army.

The enemy lost a total of 46 bombers and two reconnaissance planes.

But the price is also very painful!

The way other people looked at Shadan had obviously changed. If they had regarded him as a god before, they now only thought of him as an executioner.

Night fell again, and Shadan looked at the exhausted heroic warriors, his heart filled with guilt.

He was well aware of the cruelty of the battle, but for the sake of more lives, they had no choice.

However, the battle is not over yet, and even tougher challenges will be waiting for them tomorrow.

Looking at the time, he knew that the Heroic Spirit Army would disappear overnight, so he ordered them to fire on the spot to attract the enemy's attention and cover their small team as they advanced.

Shadan walked forward without hesitation, but the remaining fourteen people looked at the people who were still shooting, full of confusion, but more of heartache.

He quickly caught up with Shadan and said, "Aren't they following us?"

"They have their own mission, and we have ours too. From now on, all actions will follow my command. Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Do you understand?"

"……Yes!"

This time the answer was a bit forced. It was obvious that these people had a lot of complaints, but they dared not say anything because of Shadan's official position.

They could only follow Shadan silently and continue to advance into North Korea.

Soon it was November 3rd, and the troops on the Western Front had all arrived at the assembly point, but the road was littered with enemy corpses and planes circling overhead.

Some military leaders were all confused. What was going on?

Only a few top leaders know that there is a special operations brigade ahead of their troops.

The several small hills represent the sacrificed soldiers of the independent brigade, but the number is too small. Compared with the corpses of the enemy, this is a great victory. Why hasn't there been a commendation?

At the old headquarters, they are studying how many meritorious services Comrade Shadan has won.

Because the follow-up troops had seen many foreigners die on the road, but did not receive any response from Shadan.

The first feeling of these bosses was that he was in danger, but the troops they sent out did not see the independent brigade, but they saw their tire tracks.

"Comrade Silly is such a headache. Why does he always turn off the radio when there's nothing to do? Does he have something more secretive to do?"

"Who knows? How should we assess Shada's contribution now?"

Several CEOs started to study this issue again with a headache.

Combining the results from the battle reports and the feedback from the troops, what Comrade Shadan said is all facts, but it is precisely because of the facts that it is even more difficult to evaluate.

The assessment is too light. Senior generals in the future will not be able to be assessed for their merits. It is estimated that senior generals will not have any merits in the future.

The assessment is too high, but Shadan’s record is too scary.

This made the bosses very worried. In the end, they had no choice but to send it directly to the leaders and let them make their own assessment.

After reading it, the leaders immediately instructed: The Special Operations Brigade, in the first battle after entering North Korea, displayed the spirit and power of the Volunteer Army.

The special operations brigade was awarded the heroic title of "Use me in the first battle and we will win", and was awarded three collective special merits. The brigade commander, Comrade Shadan, was awarded the title of outstanding commander.

At the same time, on the battlefield, he was promoted to brigadier general as an exception.

This is a person who had already been promoted to major general before he was even awarded the rank.

When the central government sent someone to deliver the heavy plaque, the certificate of honor symbolizing supreme glory, as well as the brand new military uniform and the shining military rank to Zhang Guilan's home in the courtyard of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, she could hardly believe her eyes.

Just a few minutes ago, Zhang Guilan was still busy with her daily chores.

Suddenly, a phone call from the leader broke the peace: "Comrade Zhang Guilan, please return home immediately. There is an important honor that you need to accept in person." After receiving this news, Zhang Guilan was completely stunned - she really couldn't think of any honor she could have that was worthy of being treated so seriously.

However, when she learned that all this honor belonged to her son, the joy in her heart instantly overwhelmed all doubts.

She couldn't wait to rush back home and greeted this special gift with joy.

The scene this time was extremely spectacular, completely different from any previous one.

Accompanied by the exciting sounds of gongs and drums and deafening firecrackers, the team carrying certificates of honor and military uniforms and ranks arrived at the courtyard in a mighty procession.

For a moment, the whole yard was filled with a festive atmosphere and was extremely lively.

Neighbors were attracted to witness this exciting moment together.

Zhang Guilan stood at the door of her home with a proud smile on her face. She had never felt so proud as she did today, and tears of happiness shone in her eyes.

The admirations and congratulations from the people around her made her feel as if she was in a dream.

At this moment, Zhang Guilan understood that her son’s efforts and contributions were recognized and that he brought supreme glory to the family.

And this honor will be forever engraved in her heart and become one of the most precious memories in her life.

After all, in the eyes of the surrounding neighbors, they only knew that the He family had an eldest son serving in the army, but they only heard of his name but not the person.

This time I finally know what his son does.

Looking at the heavy plaques and medals, especially the appearance of the major general's uniform, the neighbors feel proud.

Especially the issue of the plaques that were sent. There were already several plaques hanging at the door of Zhang Guilan's house, and there was no place left to put them.

Therefore, Yi Zhonghai, together with Liu Haizhong and Xu Wude in the backyard, and Yan Bugui in the front yard, have been asking to put up a plaque at the gate.