The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 542 What kind of bullshit victory, how can one's own life be important

In a steep valley.

Xia Yuan led more than 30 people to rush down the steep mountain. After passing through a gravel area, they saw a cave with broken corpses all over the ground, and the ground was stained red with blood.

The corpse at the door is the body of the stick soldier. It is obvious that someone from them has encountered the stick soldier here.

"Go in and have a look!"

Xia Yuan leaned on crutches and shouted loudly.

The two soldiers put down the boxes on their shoulders and rushed into the cave. There was not a whole body, and the ground was scattered with broken limbs and arms. There was also a bloody smell.

The two soldiers stared blankly at the body on the ground, it was the body of a comrade.

The two of them ran outside the cave and told Xia Yuan what was going on inside. Xia Yuan staggered into the cave and saw the corpses all over the ground with a silent expression on his face.

He walked out of the cave without saying a word.

He thought of something, and his heart became even heavier. Who would be left in the cave, and they would not be taken with them when they broke out. Except for the wounded and sick, there would be no one else.

"There must be more wounded and sick in this area!"

"But, after saving these wounded and sick, can I take them with me?"

Xia Yuan was silent again.

All the way here, the size of the team is only one company, and the three platoons have less than 100 people. They have no time to take care of their own wounded, so how can they take care of more wounded.

The most important thing is that in order to carry more ammunition and food, Xia Yuan did not allow the soldiers to carry medicines. If they really planned to fight a blocking war, none of them would survive, and they would not be able to use medicines, so it is better to carry more The food and ammunition came really.

"let's go!"

Xia Yuan gritted his teeth and led the soldiers quickly to the place agreed by Instructor Yang.

It was only 10 minutes from the explosion just now to when they were at full strength in the past. The enemy was able to withdraw within 10 minutes, which meant that they hadn't gone far, and they might collide with Yang Nanzhen and the others soon.

There were too many sporadic gunshots in Xia Yuan's surroundings, like sparks spreading around them.

With a high probability, it can be judged that these sporadic gunshots are likely to be the seriously wounded people left behind.

Xia Yuan wanted to save them, but he couldn't. He would try to save them if he could, but they had to go back now, and if they continued to delay, once they were separated by the enemy, the consequences would be unimaginable. It was equivalent to being separated by the enemy.

The most urgent task is to join Yang Nanzhen and the others.

The gunfire was intermittent, one after another.

Xia Yuan gritted his teeth, leaned on the ground with a stick, and walked staggeringly. There was the sound of artillery fire in the distance.

He yelled: "Pay attention to concealment! Wang Huzi, follow me and go investigate!"

Judging from the rumbling distance of the cannon and the spreading echoes, they are still far away.

"It's still a step too late!"

Standing on the ridge, looking into the distance.

In the distant sky, the long-range firepower of the U.S. military wantonly dropped howitzers and shells among the rolling mountains and rivers. The smoke was billowing, and there was very little green in the field of vision. There were bare ridges everywhere, which were overturned by artillery fire. over and over again.

"We're going to move faster."

The battle ahead was particularly fierce. Yang Nanzhen and his men were digging fortifications, when a large number of Korean troops appeared and suddenly attacked them.

Army division Han is shameless. There is long-range fire support from the U.S. military in the rear, and he is not stingy at all. Why did he encounter the main force of the Chinese, and he kept asking for artillery support.

Just when Xia Yuan and the others were in a hurry to cross the mountains, the Han army launched a fierce attack on the volunteer positions on the mountain.

A battalion of 700 U.S. troops scattered into a skirmish line and launched an attack on the positions held by the two platoons in Yangnan Township on the mountain. The fighting was particularly fierce, but it didn't last long, and the gunfire stopped.

Xia Yuan laughed out loud.

Although he took the light machine gun combat team away to be on the safe side during nighttime operations, he left behind a large number of heavy machine guns with a lot of bullets. Can't beat it.

There must be at least one regiment of troops to launch a group charge up the mountain from all directions.

"If the light machine gun is also there, it will definitely be stable."

Xia Yuan thought to himself, and shouted: "Quicken your pace, let's go around!"

Sticks are relatively cunning, but their combat effectiveness is not very good. If they cannot attack for a long time, they will not attack again.

As for why they are stick soldiers, it is very simple. They came from the direction of the U.S. Army, and they went all the way. They saw the corpses of Han Jun in the cave. There were not many of them. And that direction is exactly where Yang Nanzhen and the others are stationed.

"Company commander, look!"

When they crossed the ridge, they could already see that Yang Nanzhen and the others were resisting the attack of the Han army on a far-away position.

After the first round of attack was repulsed, after a while, they organized a second wave of attack.

"If they can't beat them, let's hurry up." Xia Yuan looked at the tired and sweaty soldiers and said, "Comrades, hold on for a while, the comrades on the front line need you all."

The soldiers gritted their teeth and tightened the ammunition on their bodies.

"Wu Liang, I'll help you carry the ammunition."

The weight of the ammunition should be higher than that of the can, and it is very heavy on the shoulders. Many soldiers did not say a word, obviously they were very tired.

"Wang Huzi, I can still hold on." Wu Liang took a deep breath and lifted the ammunition box vigorously. He staggered and was about to fall to the ground. A pair of big hands grabbed him, and Wu Liang regained his composure.

It's the company commander.

"Change to carry, the ammunition is heavy."

Bullets are the heaviest, followed by grenades.The soldiers carrying the ammunition were very tired, but they didn't say anything. Xia Yuan was very moved. The soldiers can always move everyone in a small place.

After changing the ammunition, the speed of everyone's journey was indeed faster.

They were getting closer and closer to the position, and the gunshots became more and more intense. On the ridge not far away, they saw the Han army attacking halfway up the hillside, scattered in various positions, bent over, and looked very wretched. .

Compared with the Japanese devils.

"Go around to the side!"

Xia Yuan's plan is still to cut in from the side and hit the enemy from the side. This is the most effective method, and it is more effective than directly supporting the position.

Their machine gun group has eight light machine guns, and the suppression of firepower formed is very impressive.

This Korean army division belongs to the No.11 regiment of the Sixth Korean Division. Its combat effectiveness is not strong. There are six to seven hundred people, which is not a small force.

It may be that they have not been beaten by the Chinese before. After the Korean army called for artillery support, they rushed to the position in a hurry, for fear that they would not be able to get the head after the rush.

Killing the Chinese can be exchanged for rewards from the Yankees, and the rewards can be exchanged for money. In the future, they can survive stealthily, and when the war is over, they will also be rich.

"Hurry up, run faster, if you are slow, you will lose the head."

The Korean army firmly believed that with the fierce artillery support of the US military, it was difficult for the Chinese to organize an effective counterattack. Immediately, a battalion of six or 700 people rushed forward. It is not difficult to see that the major of the Korean army is also a ruthless character.

However, when the soldiers of the Han army rushed to the position close enough, fierce gunshots came from the position, and the Han army who rushed to the front suffered first. Rows of bullets, like lawn mowers, Sweeping over, rows of people fell to the ground, screaming.

"Grandma, you really think of us as soft persimmons."

Yang Nanzhen looked at the five or six heavy machine guns on the ground, with disdain on his blackened cheeks, and spit on the ground: "Don't save me ammunition, beat them hard, think about how you were chased by the enemy Yes, how to beat these guys, don't save me ammunition, no need, saving ammunition can save me a few money, why not kill a few more foreign devils for me, even if I go down, I will go to the underworld and meet other people Comrades, I can also explain to them."

"I'm avenging you guys!"

Five or six water-cooled weapons seized from the U.S. military continuously spewed chains of fire, and the bullets swept across, suppressing the Han army and unable to lift their heads. A squad of Han soldiers wanted to attack from the flanks, but they never thought of going head-on. Xia Yuan and the others bumped into each other, and they really hit the muzzle of a gun.

Xia Yuan picked up the big eight pellets, quickly emptied the magazine, and a bullet hit a Korean soldier.

"on!"

Put away the gun and yell.

"Foreign devil, your grandpa is here!"

Wang Huzi yelled, don't worry about loving the ammunition box, and rushed to the top of the mountain with the Czech style, and yelled at the American soldiers who fell on the ground, "Wu Liang, don't fall behind, boy!"

The soldiers put down their ammunition boxes one after another, and rushed up the hill with their guns in their arms. The 30 people were suffocating, just like a wolf rushing into a flock of sheep. Forcibly blazed a trail of blood.

The soldiers were all left behind, scattered by the enemy, holding a sigh of relief in their hearts, this battle is definitely the best opportunity to vent.

Wang Huzi and the others rushed forward bravely, cutting off the enemies in front and behind. Seven or eight light machine guns rattled non-stop, and the absolute fire suppression formed was like overwhelming mountains and seas. They roared and covered the past. After being pierced by howling bullets, he fell to the ground with the force of inertia.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

The battalion commander of the battalion major, whose eyes were tearing, jumped in anger in the rear, and cursed again. His soldiers were cut off by the sudden appearance of more than 30 Chinese people. If there were only more than 30 people, forget it. They can fight through, but the enemy's firepower is so fierce that they don't look like they are rushing up the mountain, and then they press down the mountain behind.

For a while, Han Jun's team was in chaos.

"Hahahaha! Our reinforcements have arrived!"

Yang Nanzhen laughed heartily.

The morale of the soldiers on the battlefield was high.

The victory of this battle is destined to belong to the volunteers.

The soldiers of the Korean army who had escaped from the sky listened to the battle on the mountain with lingering fear, and they were glad that they rushed slowly, otherwise they would be cut off by the Chinese who suddenly rushed from the side and blocked themselves on the top of the mountain. No, it is called despair every day, and the earth is not working.

The dense gunfire on the mountain lasted for more than ten minutes before it gradually subsided. The major and battalion commander of the stick soldier observed the situation on the mountain with a telescope, with a hint of anger on his face.

"Damn Chinese, call the artillery, give me a hard blow to them!"

"Reporting sir, the Americans say that the resources of the artillery are tight, and they will not give us artillery support, and we must overcome the difficulties by ourselves."

"What? Damn Americans, we are working for them!!"

The battalion commander of the major slammed the binoculars to the ground, with anger on his face, he wanted to scold the Americans fiercely, but when he grabbed the walkie-talkie, he heard chatter With a loud voice, the anger on his face dissipated a bit, and he put down the walkie-talkie angrily, and said to the soldiers:
"We gave up the offensive and told the Americans that we were attacked by the main force of the Chinese here. The opponent's firepower was very fierce. We suffered heavy casualties and needed support!"

The major battalion commander thought to himself, since you don't need artillery to help me, then you should deal with this mess yourself.

As for those Korean soldiers who died, he didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart. Instead, he was thinking about how to get rid of the blame on himself.

After thinking about it, the major and battalion commander of the Korean Army thought of a good solution, "Tell our commander that the Americans regard us as the vanguard. We have been hit by the most ferocious Chinese firepower and suffered heavy casualties. Request If we retreat from this area, if the Chinese fire fiercely, our army may be annihilated, and we will retreat on our own."

Escaping is their old tradition. The major battalion commander was already planning to escape, but recently Almond is very dissatisfied with them. He can no longer escape blindly like before. He must escape in a planned way and move more Use your brain.

After much deliberation, the major battalion commander came up with such a plan.The so-called vanguard is actually easy to understand, and Han Jun himself knows that the Americans don't treat them as human beings, and they always let them go first in difficult battles. What vanguard, pioneers, is a nice way of saying it.

To put it bluntly, it was proper cannon fodder.

In fact, there are no Americans who regard them as the vanguard, and no Chinese main force. They just want to find an excuse to retreat anytime and anywhere.

If the superior did not approve, the major battalion commander had no choice but to disobey and flee with his soldiers. After returning to the team, he could find any reason to prevaricate. After all, his officers were like this, so he would definitely not say anything.

Anyway, I know everything I know, but it's just an excuse, and the second thing is not to be caught by the Americans, otherwise it's not good to blame it.

After thinking about it, the major battalion commander stopped the attack, set up camp on the opposite high ground, and built fortifications.

For the rest, it depends on whether the Americans come to support or not.

What kind of bullshit victory is not as important as your own life.

(End of this chapter)