The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 521
"Even if the Yankees want to pass from the position, they have to pay the price!"

"Platoon leader, I can't go anymore. I have been following you since I joined the army in the Southwest to suppress bandits. Now that the whole country is liberated and peaceful, the American devils want to destroy our life of crossing the sea. Even if they die, let them know that they will fight with us. , he is not good!"

"Return to the team in this way. The lost comrades will poke my spine. No, I need to eliminate some American troops. After a while, I got together with other comrades in the Sixth Company. I met the company commander and instructor. I also have a face, platoon leader. , I'm not leaving either!"

Li Ziming was very relieved to see that everyone was so awakened. They are all good soldiers. It is a pity that they died like this today. A fat boy, he can still live a good life in New China.

However, the American devils who are riding horses do not want them to live a good life.

For the people of the motherland to live a good life, we are worth it!

Thinking of this, the platoon leader Li Ziming couldn't help but shed tears, and said: "You guys are so miserable, we haven't tasted the good life in New China yet."

"Platoon leader, what's the matter with you today? It's not your character to whine, why are you crying? Everything we do today is to defend the fruits of victory of the new China. The people of the motherland will remember us, Our people's army is to serve the people unconditionally, if the children can come to our tomb to lay flowers on Qingming, then we will be satisfied, and we have nothing to regret!"

A soldier said firmly.

Li Ziming took a deep breath and said, "Okay! In order for the children to come to our grave to lay flowers, we fought against the American devils! Listen to my password now! Put the bayonet on!"

Everyone pulled out the bayonets in their waists at once, all Japanese-style [-] bayonets, which were left behind when the Japanese devils captured the [-] rifles. The rifles were uniformly replaced by the Soviet "Water Lianzhu" rifles.

At that time, Li Ziming and the others removed the matching bayonet and replaced it with a longer Japanese [-] bayonet, thinking that in the future they would not suffer losses in hand-to-hand combat with American devils, and it would be easier to fight with the bayonet. After coming to North Korea, they thought I can't use it anymore, but I didn't expect it to come in handy, and it's the last time I use it.

When everyone changed the bayonet, they were all thinking about it.

Some used their own clothes as rags to polish the bayonets.

Li Ziming led everyone to show his head slightly in the trenches, and observed that the US troops were approaching step by step. There were hundreds of people in total. The enemy did not know how many Chinese were still hiding in the trenches on the position, so they slowed down cautiously. walking.

After looking around, Li Ziming turned around and said to everyone: "I still have two grenades here. Let's kill the enemy separately, but we all get closer. At the last moment, they all move closer to me. After unscrewing, my old Li Take you on the road together!"

"it is good!"

"Thank you in advance, platoon leader!"

There was no timidity or fear on the faces of the soldiers, and they nodded solemnly, with cold light and killing intent in their eyes, and the killing intent in their eyes became more obvious when they heard the sound of American devils' ordnance getting closer.

Li Ziming felt very distressed when he heard such an answer. He said: "There is still a little time. Let's introduce each other. In the past, I rarely asked about your background and experience. If we get lost when we get down here, it's a good idea." Something that can be remembered, it can be regarded as saying goodbye."

After hearing this, everyone introduced themselves one after another.

"I'm from Yangluo in Nanhe. Before joining the army, I worked as a part-time job for landlords. I joined the party in [-]."

"I, from Sichuan Siyangmian, worked as a waiter in a tea house before enlisting in the army, and a member of the Communist Youth League."

"I, from Jibao, Xishaan, worked as a part-time job for landlords before enlisting in the army, a member of the Communist Youth League."

"I am Beihe Dingbao. Before joining the army, I worked as a laborer in a factory. I joined the party in [-]."

"I am from Nanhu and Tanxiang. Before joining the army, I worked as an orderly in the 95th Army of the reactionary faction. Before entering the DPRK to fight, I had already written an application for joining the party."

Li Ziming said 'Oh', "You are still a fellow of our ***, your application for joining the party will not be written in vain, and the party will approve it soon. After you die in the country, they will ratify you. Go over there , as a party member, we are still fighting together, don’t worry, wherever I go, I will never leave my comrades!”

"Platoon leader, everyone must be together, and no one will be left behind."

Li Ziming nodded solemnly: "Okay!"

The sound of U.S. military boots was already heard very clearly, and they were already close to their positions. Li Ziming jumped out of the trench first, and shouted: "Comrades, go for me!"

"Kill!"

"American devil, grandpa is coming!"

"Kill kill kill!"

The shouts of these six people covered the din of all the enemy troops, and with a roar, it returned to calm.

The artillery fire from the U.S. troops around the division headquarters was deafening, sometimes dense, sometimes loose, and sometimes they had to shout loudly when talking to each other, otherwise they would not be heard.

Xia Yuan followed Deputy Division Commander Duan to study and study maps, and Deputy Division Commander Duan told him: "The movement of the US military is subject to change at any time, so the investigation of an area requires continuous investigation, and timely transmission of the changes in US troops. When you come back, you need to keep track of their movements at any time, and the number of scouts should not be too small."

Xia Yuan nodded. In war, it is necessary to keep track of the enemy's movements, which is very important for the next formation.

"There is another point, which can be judged from the enemy's attack on each position."

Deputy Teacher Duan taught very carefully, and Xia Yuan also studied very seriously.

Deputy Division Commander Duan and Division Commander Zheng have cooperated for many years, and their vision and combat skills are very good. From him, they can learn a lot of useful knowledge, especially tactical arrangements, formation of troops and so on.

"You study the map first, and set up a detour route from the enemy's rear. I will test it later."

"Yes!"

Director Wu was chatting with Teacher Zheng, "Master, Xiaoliang and the others went to fetch food, why haven't they come back? Shouldn't it be time now?"

Mr. Zheng looked at his watch. It had been more than 24 hours, but there was no news from them at all.

Deputy Commander Duan also said: "Yes, it stands to reason that he should be back. Now that the front line is messing with the enemy, nothing will happen, right?"

Master Zheng said: "Before we set off, I repeatedly told you that it is not a deadly order to go to the military station to get food, and you will come back immediately if you don't finish it, alas."

Master Zheng let out a long sigh. He thought that the 20 people might have been wiped out by the enemy. Looking in the direction of Mapingli, he stared for a long time.

Xiao Liang is an officer of the Political Department, and his lover is Feng Shide. He met the commander of the Ninth Company of the [-]th Regiment when he was crossing the river. Unfortunately, the commander of the Ninth Company failed to cross the river and was swallowed by the tumbling water.

Liang Yulin was working in the afternoon of the 24th. Master Zheng sent [-] soldiers with him to Mapingli to collect food. There was a depot of their [-]th Army, but no one thought that Liang Yulin would leave the team this time. , It was actually the last side of the whole division before breaking through.

The [-]th Division has been out of food for many days, and the logistics can't keep up. Master Zheng will not sit still. In the past few days, he has sent a group of more than a dozen people to collect food many times. , when they came back, they were all empty-handed. When some small teams came back, they brought some grass roots or wild vegetables that had already dried up, but the quantity was too small, and it was difficult to provide food for a class, let alone the whole teacher.

Officer Liang Yulin went out to raise food, and was the last food raising team dispatched by the [-]th Division. As long as Master Zheng finished his combat mission, he would discuss the food issue with Director Wu.

The battle is getting closer and fiercer. The huge consumption of the officers and soldiers of the [-]th Division needs to be supplemented by food. Facing the current crazy blockade of the US military, the two of them are often helpless for food. There is no better way .

Director Wu suggested that it was the last hope of their [-]th Division to go to the military station in Mapingli, which is the nearest to them, to raise food. It would be great if they could get food from the military station in Mapingli. Wang Shaowu from the department and Liang Yulin, the youth officer.

Time was running out, and after receiving the order, the two immediately led people to the direction of Mapingli.

Along the way, enemy planes circled frequently in the sky, and they would be discovered if they were not careful. Everyone opened a distance of more than 20 meters and marched in a team. It's easy to go, but it will attract more shells.

At night, when it is relatively safe, they will speed up. No one sleeps, running and stopping continuously, not daring to delay for a moment.

They all know in their hearts that if they get food one minute earlier, comrades will spend one minute less starving.

Time is too precious for them, and Liang Yulin's mind always has the situation of frontline soldiers sacrificed due to lack of physical strength.

In this way, at dusk on the 25th, they arrived at a village near Mapingli. Everyone drank some water in a small ditch that was about to dry up to quench their thirst. Because of smoking, many people suffer from night blindness due to lack of adequate nutrition for a long time. Even in the daytime, sometimes they can't see clearly.

Just approaching the village, a little soldier from Sichuan Province said to everyone: "There is someone, could it be an enemy!?"

There was indeed a line of people coming in the distance, and everyone didn't see clearly for a while. Wang Shaowu of the Military Supplies Department drew his pistol and shouted in a low voice: "Get ready to fight, fight them!"

In an instant, everyone lined up beside the small ditch, each looking for a hidden position.

Those who came from a distance saw Liang Yulin's uniforms clearly, and shouted to them: "Comrade, which part?"

When they heard the voice, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This was their own person, and there was almost a misunderstanding.

Liang Yulin quickly responded: "We are from the Military Supplies Division of the [-]th Division. Master Zheng asked us to come to the military depot to get food."

The person on the opposite side responded: "Comrade, the military depot is just ahead. We are in the guard platoon of the military depot of the Military Supply Department. Just follow us."

In this way, Liang Yulin and the others followed the guard platoon to the military depot. A comrade walked out of the military depot. He seemed to be the person in charge here. How did you break through the enemy’s blockade? It’s really not easy. Is the front line tense now? Most of the military’s logistics staff have already retreated. Now let us stay here temporarily. For the time being, I’m in charge here. My name is Zhao Mingming. Welcome to [-] Comrades of the teacher."

Liang Yulin didn't care to tell Zhao Mingming what happened along the way, and immediately got to the point, saying: "Our division has been out of food for several days, and the fight is hard now. Please send a car to deliver food quickly."

When Zhao Mingming heard this, he immediately said, "Yes, there is food in the military depot. I can give you ten cars. The cars are GAZ from the Soviet Union. The food is sorghum rice, fried noodles, and compressed biscuits."

Soviet GAZ cars, together with the Willys Jeep that the United States aided the Soviet Union at that time, made contributions during the Great Patriotic War, known as "Ivan Willis". After World War II, the Soviet Union gave many GAZ cars to aid Without the volunteers, a car can carry a little more than two tons.

Liang Yulin immediately asked the team members to check the supplies, while Zhao Mingming recruited cooking soldiers to cook, and then said to everyone: "Get you some food first, and then load the car."

Liang Yulin and the others couldn't care less about eating by themselves, so they immediately said, "Let's stop eating and leave right away. The comrades in front are fighting hungry."

Zhao Mingming saw that they were really in a hurry, and didn't want to insist, but after all, he had to cross the blockade, trek long distances, fight continuously for such a long time, and his physical fitness could not keep up. They were at the end of their strength, and it would be impossible not to eat something, so he persuaded: "Eat something, it won't waste much time."

The soldiers in the squad may have had a conditioned reflex when they heard Zhao Mingming talk about eating, and their stomachs were also growling. Each of their stomachs was tightly strangled with a belt, so that their clothes were sunken inwards.

Seeing this, Zhao Mingming felt uncomfortable, and led them to a dilapidated house. He set up a large iron pot, boiled a large pot of sorghum rice, got some oil, and mixed some salt into it. They eat in Yulin.

Smelling the aroma of the rice in the pot, the corners of Liang Yulin's eyes were moist. They were strangers to each other, and they were all comrades-in-arms. He ordered: "Comrades, serve the meal!"

These 20 people hadn't eaten seriously for many days. They chewed grass roots on weekdays, smelled the aroma of rice, felt cramped and uncomfortable in their stomachs, and rushed to the cauldron.

While chewing, Wang Shaowu said to a little soldier who was wolfing down next to him: "Eat slowly, be careful that you will damage your stomach. Slow down."

Everyone only ate a little, stuffed their stomachs, and felt better, so they ignored their own stomachs and endured the hunger that still existed, and immediately went to the military station to get food. problem, but they have more important things to do now.

When Wang Shaowu moved a box of compressed biscuits, he said to Liang Yulin: "I said, Lao Liang, mark this box for me, and send it to the teacher and the others when the time comes, what do you think?"

A smile appeared on Liang Yulin's face, and he replied, "Don't worry, I brought a lot of compressed biscuits, enough to eat."

(End of this chapter)