Siheyuan: A Family of Loyal and Brave People

"Commander, send the guard company to chase them immediately.

The enemy hasn't gotten far yet, maybe we can catch up with them, give the order!"

In the headquarters of the 82nd Division, several staff officers collectively asked the division commander for orders. An entire division with more than troops could not defeat a battalion of several hundred enemy soldiers. This battle was really too shameful.

If we don't find a way to eliminate the fleeing enemy, it will be difficult to explain to our superiors and subordinates.

"Hey, you think I don't want to?"

The commander of the 82nd Division sighed, and slapped the map with his cracked hands, oozing dark red blood.

“It’s very painful for me to be beaten like this.

It’s just that the situation of each unit was so bad that they were no longer able to pursue.

If we forcefully pursue them, we will suffer countless casualties. The risk is simply too great."

The 82nd Division's defeat was due to the large gap in weapons between the enemy and us, and another reason was the weather.

The 82nd Division was part of the 9th Corps and did not bring winter clothes or sufficient supplies when it entered North Korea.

During the siege these days, more soldiers died of frostbite than were killed or wounded by the enemy.

Now all the units in the division are exhausted. If they continue to pursue the enemy in thin clothes, many soldiers will freeze to death on the road.

It's not worth taking such a big risk for more than twenty enemy soldiers.

"How about letting me lead a small team to chase them?"

Another staff officer nearby suggested.

With so many people in a division, even if there are heavy casualties, they can still gather manpower to pursue the enemy.

"No."

The division commander once again refused decisively. As the leader of a unit, he must always remain calm, consider the overall situation, and never act on impulse.

“The U.S. military has air support, and their reinforcements are arriving soon.

We must immediately regroup and prepare for retreat."

This encirclement and annihilation war required a quick victory, and the delay of so many days has exceeded the original time.

Now, for every minute of delay, the friendly forces responsible for blocking the enemy's reinforcements will suffer more casualties.

The division commander cannot only consider the situation of his own troops, but also the overall battle situation.

"These bastards are so abominable!"

The division commander gave the order, and the rest of the people in the command center had no choice but to obey. They went out on their own, arranged for the troops to rest on the spot, and prepared to retreat.

……

While the 82nd Division was cleaning up the battlefield, Cheng Hao was still following the footprints to chase the fleeing remnants of the American army.

It wasn't that he disobeyed military orders, but that he ran too fast and too hurriedly, leaving all his teammates behind, and didn't receive the military orders at all.

The killing-crazy Cheng Hao was like a bloodthirsty wolf, sniffing the remaining blood of the enemy and tracking them all the way, approaching quietly.

After escaping for more than 20 miles and temporarily leaving the battlefield, the remnants of the American troops stopped in a forest to rest and adjust.

They loosened the straps of their helmets, panting and cursing, "Damn it, these damn guys are all complete lunatics!"

"Oh my God, I finally got out.

After being set on fire by the incendiary bombs, those guys actually wanted to rush over and die with us. They are simply devils from hell!"

After this brutal battle, the US military gained a new understanding of the Volunteer Army.

The Volunteer Army was by no means a weak and vulnerable group of yellow monkeys, but a well-trained and battle-experienced strong force. If it were not for the equipment gap, they would have been completely wiped out.

Sure enough, if you want to gain the respect of others, you still have to rely on your strength.

Devil is a positive word, but here, it also represents the affirmation of the US military. Devil is always more pleasant to the ear than yellow monkey.

“Gentlemen, hold on.

Once we get back safely, I'll treat you to beer!"

The American battalion commander who managed to escape raised his arms and encouraged his soldiers.

They have not reached the safe area yet, and they have to continue fleeing to avoid being caught up by the volunteers.

"As you command, sir!"

After a tough fight, nothing soothes the soul better than a big glass of beer, especially when paired with tender steak or barbecue.

As for whether the superiors would go bankrupt due to drinking, it was not something for the soldiers like them to consider.

Officers in the U.S. military are paid very well and can make some extra money from time to time. They are rich and probably wouldn't mind a little expense.

The inspired remnants of the US troops were about to set off when a volley of bullets suddenly fired from the forest behind them. The battalion commander, who had not yet reacted, and two American soldiers beside him were instantly hit in the vitals and fell to the ground and died on the spot.

The other twenty American soldiers were all stunned when they saw their officer lying in a pool of blood, and they were unable to react for a while.

It was not until gunfire rang out again and two more American soldiers were killed that they dispersed, sought cover, and waited for an opportunity to fight back.

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After emptying the magazine, Cheng Hao hid behind a tree and reloaded the bullets. The system sound ringing in his mind made him feel ecstatic.

Unexpectedly, his luck was so good that he killed the American commander in the first wave. Moreover, the remaining dozen or so American soldiers lost their command and became a mess, making it easier for Cheng Hao to deal with them.

"Damn it! How did these devils get here?"

The American soldiers who found cover stretched out their guns and fired in the direction of Cheng Hao, without even daring to stick their heads out.

This wave of surprise attack came too suddenly, and they could not figure out the number of enemy troops and their exact location. They could only alert the enemy and force them to reveal their position through firepower coverage before making any further moves.

"Ceasefire!"

After a round of shooting, there was no counterattack from the woods. The American soldiers realized the problem and hurriedly called their comrades to stop. They had few bullets left, and once the ammunition ran out, they would have no power to fight back.

"do you died?"

The three American soldiers in the front looked at each other, formed a formation and took turns to cover each other, then walked out of the bunker and prepared to go forward to check.

When they searched step by step to the tree where Cheng Hao was hiding, they found nothing behind the tree.

"Where have you been?"

As soon as an American soldier finished speaking, the sound of a trigger being pulled was heard above their heads.

"Da da da!"

"Damn it, in the tree!"

The American soldiers behind realized that Cheng Hao was hiding in the snow-covered treetops, and hurriedly opened fire to cover their teammates.

Unfortunately, it was too late. After Cheng Hao killed the three American soldiers who approached him, he jumped to the ground and used the trees and terrain to avoid the enemy's bullets.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

In a blink of an eye, eight of the twenty-three people in the fleeing team were killed. The fifteen survivors had no intention of fighting anymore. After a wave of shooting and suppressing the enemy, they immediately turned around and fled.

The American soldiers, consumed by fear, completely lost their minds and forgot that exposing their backs to the enemy was the most deadly.

As soon as they ran away, Cheng Hao followed them out immediately.

Facing Cheng Hao, whose speed far exceeded that of ordinary people, they had no way of escaping.

A dozen breaths passed, and before they could escape from the woods, gunshots rang out again behind them.

A few lucky people won the grand prize and got to eat peanuts.

An American soldier who was hit in the thigh fell to the ground, letting out a miserable howl.

"Surrender, I surrender!"