The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 562 Danger Comes
At dawn on the 28th, the [-]th Division was still fighting desperately, but all the troops had been dispersed, and gunfire rang out everywhere in the surrounding mountains and fields, and the dispersed teams began to break through to the surrounding areas.

The guard beside the division commander was a young man named 'Zhang Shengli'. He was very young, in his early 20s, with a strong body. He had also been hungry for many days, but it didn't affect his wit in the slightest.

During the fierce battle in the middle of the night, Master Zheng and his troops who broke out of the encirclement encountered the enemy. The battle was so fierce that the stray machine gun bullets unfortunately hit the bodies of two guards beside the commander. One died and the other was seriously injured. Serious injuries are undoubtedly the most fatal.

The young guard chose to stay, kicked three grenades and died with the enemy, a heroic sacrifice.

Half an hour after sacrificing the two guards, Zhang Shengli was transferred from the guard company to be responsible for the safety of the leaders of the encircling division. His cleverness was very good.During the breakout process, Zhang Shengli held the Soviet-made PPS submachine gun firmly in his hand.

He was waiting for the enemy, but he didn't see the enemy for a long time, Zhang Shengli was a little impatient waiting.

"Xiao Zhang, why are you still here in a daze? Hurry up and go with the teacher."

A soldier quickly ran up to Zhang Shengli and shouted loudly.

Holding the gun, Zhang Shengli looked around and shouted: "Oh, you go with the teacher first, and I will be there later."

"Okay, hurry up." The soldier ran away quickly.

It's not that Zhang Shengli didn't leave, but he saw a group of enemy cars driving towards the head of the division not far ahead. Now, Mr. Zheng and Deputy Division Commander Duan are also walking towards the open field over there. In this way, The two sides will definitely collide, and that will be bad.

However, if you tell the division commander they can't do it now, because there is only such a unique way to go now, and another guard, Yu Hua, also discovered this special situation. He immediately ran over to find Zhang Shengli and told him about it. It hit it off, and decided to lure the enemy away first, and then go to the division commander to join them.

At this time, three U.S. trucks loaded with infantry were driving toward the open field, swaggering side by side, not driving in a column one after the other.

They are too arrogant.

There was a face in the co-pilot of the first car on the left. It was Captain Carlos, commander of the [-]th Battalion of the [-]st Marine Regiment of the [-]th US Army. He took a pack of cigarettes from his breast pocket, handed one to the driver, and lit one himself.

This morning, the U.S. Tenth Army held an emergency meeting. Their superiors asked them to annihilate the [-]th Division of the Chinese Army at all costs. Almond ordered that if there are any commanders who do not pursue passive operations, the lighter ones will be sent to a military court. Fa-rectification on the spot.

Almond has already begun to worry. Since the big counterattack on the 21st, they have been encircling and suppressing for a week so far. The [-]th Division of the Chinese Army is still active in their encirclement. dissatisfied.

An hour ago, Carlos personally led the commando to penetrate deep into the theater, and the remaining officers and soldiers of the Eighth Battalion cooperated to attack the periphery of the [-]th Regiment of the [-]th Division of the Chinese Army.

Carlos took a puff of smoke and said to the driver, "Boy, are you tired?"

The driver, a young soldier, said, "Report, you're not tired."

Carlos smiled and said, "Hehe, if I'm being honest, I'm afraid I might be angry."

The driver said, "Commander, what are you kidding? I'm really not tired."

Carlos said, "Oh, then you're telling the truth this time."

The driver responded, "Yes sir."

Carlos pinched the cigarette butt, stared at the front carefully, and immediately said: "Boy, look to the left not far away. I may be too tired these days and my eyesight is not good. Is there a group of people running?"

The driver looked at it and said, "Hey, sir, there is really a group of people, they must be Chinese soldiers, how many of them are holding pistols, they must be high officials!"

Carlos became even more excited, and said: "Driving over, you will get down in a while, and the bullets will not hit you. This Chinese army is terrible."

What Carlos saw was Commander Zheng and other people in the division command post moving. The distance was less than 500 meters. If Carlos led people to fight with Commander Zheng and the others, everyone in the [-]th Division Command would run away. No, this kind of open land is very suitable for the mobile troops of the US military to fight.

But Carlos obviously didn't have this chance.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two grenades exploded in the middle of the two trucks, and the three drivers hurriedly braked. Carlos immediately pulled out his pistol and got out of the car, shouting: "Get out of the car, there is an ambush!"

The people in the three vehicles all jumped down, all automatic weapons in their hands, and quickly closed them on the spot, staring at the surrounding mountains and forests, especially the slopes on the side of the open land. The trees are tall and the shrubs grow wantonly, which is very suitable for Ambush.

Carlos stared at the forest. After the two grenades exploded, he fell into a calm state. When he turned his head again, there was no sign of the Chinese officer, and he had already disappeared.

"fcuk!"

He cursed loudly, but did not dare to order the commandos to continue the pursuit. There must be Chinese on the mountain, and they were waiting. If they got into the car, they would kill many of their soldiers with a single grenade.

As a last resort, he could only order his soldiers to search up the mountain.

Zhang Shengli looked up and saw that the teacher and the others had gone far away, so he backed off to Yu Hua: "The teacher and the others should be safe, but we have to continue to lead them to the east, or they have cars, and it will be easy to chase them."

Yu Hua said worriedly: "There are quite a few grandchildren in this group, at least dozens of them. We both have enough ammunition. I can kill a lot of them, but if there are too many, it won't work."

Zhang Shengli said: "Well, according to what you said, your marksmanship must be good, and I am very average. In this way, you run to the east to snatch them, and then lead them over, and I will shoot here. The longer you delay them, sir They're safer."

Yu Hua still had the last American grenade left on him, so he stuffed it to Zhang Shengli, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Be careful, I'll go first."

Zhang Shengli looked in the direction of Master Zheng again, and he could vaguely see a little figure, thinking to himself, Master and the others rushed out of the open field, that's great.

Carlos was still searching with his commando, moving forward very carefully. These American soldiers felt like they had been caught in a trap. It was a bit weird and indescribable. Carlos searched around the location where the grenade was thrown just now.

Suddenly, the sound of submachine guns came from the bushes in the distance, and a shuttle of bullets flew over, knocking down a lot of leaves and vegetation, and knocking down five American devils in an instant.

Carlos yelled: "Chinese soldier! I see him, over there, hit!"

All of a sudden, there was loud gunshots and rattling sounds, and Carlos, the American commando, fired at Yu Hua's position. Falling leaves and shaking bushes were everywhere.

Yu Hua came up with a shuttle, hit the five American soldiers who were walking in the front, and then ran desperately in the opposite direction.Looking at Zhang Shengli from a distance, he let out a hey, Yu Hua really wasn't bragging, the submachine gun made him look like a sharpshooter.

But Yu Hua hadn't eaten for a long time, and he was exhausted. He accidentally tripped over a stone on the ground, and was shot in many places by submachine gun bullets, and unfortunately died.

Zhang Shengli saw that Carlos, an American devil, came out of the bushes in the distance, and immediately understood that Yu Hua must have died.

Facing this wave of American devils, Zhang Shengli pulled the trigger angrily, but Carlos had too many people, and the weapons and equipment on his body were all submachine guns, which were fully automatic weapons. Dozens of submachine guns were also firing fiercely. One leg was pierced by an enemy bullet, and he fell to the ground and tried to get up again, but his leg was no longer in control.

Carlos rushed towards him with his men. Zhang Shengli unscrewed the safety of the American-made grenade that Yu Hua had left for him just now, and threw it out. With a bang, two American soldiers were killed on the spot.When Zhang Shengli saw this scene, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He was going to throw it at Carlos, because Zhang Shengli saw that Carlos was holding a Browning pistol, so he knew that he must be an officer.

But when the grenade was in the air, Carlos dodged it wittily, and the two American devils became scapegoats.

The enemies behind rushed up and surrounded Zhang Shengli from all sides. Zhang Shengli glanced at the magazine, and found that there were still six bullets left.

He concluded that the enemy must have gone back to the car to get the rope to bind himself.

None of Carlos' group could speak Chinese, and several people kept waving their arms not far from Zhang Shengli, signaling Zhang Shengli to raise his hand to surrender.

Zhang Shengli naturally saw the enemy's intention to make him surrender, and looked very angry.

"Surrender? Isn't this looking down on Lao Tzu? Bah!"

He cursed softly, then raised his head to look at them, and shouted loudly: "What the hell are you doing in North Korea! The Chinese and North Korean people will definitely win, long live the volunteer army, hahahaha!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Shengli picked up the submachine gun and aimed it at his chest, and fired the last six bullets in one breath, spitting blood from his mouth, and closed his eyes gently with the last nostalgia for this world in his eyes.

Carlos heard the gunshots and immediately ran forward. Seeing that Zhang Shengli was dead, he said angrily, "Why didn't you stop him?"

"Battalion Commander, there are still bullets in his gun, and who knew he was going to commit suicide."

"Yeah, we didn't have time to react at all, his movements were too fast."

Carlos sighed, looked at Zhang Shengli who committed suicide, and said, "They are really tough opponents, keep searching!"

Carlos still suspected that there was an ambush, and continued to search here carefully, not daring to take a step forward.

At the same time, the U.S. Tenth Army formed multiple columns to attack Shicangli. As long as the pursuing troops saw the [-]th Division, they would fight indiscriminately, chasing and chasing without any intention of retreating. It was like going crazy. .

Master Zheng didn't know that Zhang Shengli and Yu Hua had died, and thought they were left behind. However, when the division head passed the open field just now, they heard a burst of gunfire from behind, but no one would have thought that Zhang Shengli and Yu Hua were fighting for everyone. The young life was exchanged for the safe transfer of the division leaders. After breaking through the siege, the number of people was counted, and everyone found that the two guards and soldiers had not returned. Only then did Mr. Zheng and the others understand the secret of the loud gunshots at that time.

He led the division staff, all stood at attention, took off their hats and saluted to the south.

The morning of the 29th.

Master Zheng and the others were resting hidden in a forest, when suddenly a group of enemies came from the foot of the mountain and were searching towards the hillside, their footsteps getting closer and closer.

Deputy Commander Duan saw these faint figures first, and said to Commander Zheng: "Teacher, look there, is it an enemy?"

Because the distance exceeded 200 meters, Deputy Commander Duan couldn't tell whether it was ours or the enemy.

Master Zheng saw several people wearing steel helmets in the distance, and the thin light reflected the melon seeds on their heads. He said, "It's the US military, comrades, get ready to fight!"

Deputy Division Commander Duan hurriedly said: "Teacher Commander, you move first, I will lead the guards to drive the enemy out with machine guns!"

Despite the fact that the division currently carries less than a hundred guards, the equipment is quite good. There are six Soviet-made large turntable light machine guns, five Czech-style light machine guns, and the rest are equipped with submachine guns and Soviet-made water rifles. In terms of firepower, it is not inferior to the US troops walking in front of them.

Before retreating, Master Zheng said to the Chief of the Confidential Science and Arts Section: "Chief of the Arts and Sciences Section, quickly burn the code book!"

Master Zheng had prepared for the worst. He thought, even if we were all killed today, we must not let the code book fall into the enemy's hands. Otherwise, all the communication secrets would be completely given to the enemy, and the consequences would be disastrous.

The head of the liberal arts department immediately asked the correspondents Xiao Du and Xiao Yi to dig out the telegrams and codebooks in their backpacks. They were in their twenties and had never experienced any big storms. Faced with such a critical moment, they inevitably panicked and panicked. In the middle of the day, the papers were scattered all over the floor. Xiao Yi had never fought a war and had been doing communication work all the time. She was so frightened that she burst into tears.

The head of the liberal arts department said: "Oh, why are you crying? It's useless. Hurry up and gather them together and burn them!"

Everyone hurriedly gathered all the papers into a small pile. The translator Zhao Guobang poured the half-candle of gasoline that he had prepared earlier on the codebook. Xiao Du lit the codebook with a match. With a bang, the temperature suddenly rose. , all lit.

The U.S. military quickly discovered the flames and fired in this direction.

The carbine, Garland's eight-grain rifle bullets rained down on his head, bang bang bang, each bullet hit the surrounding stones, and sparks flew out.

The secret officer's surname was Wei, and his name was Wei Shanhong. Seeing that the fire was not burning fast enough, he immediately picked up three branches and gave them to them, saying, "Quickly turn on the fire, so that the code book will burn faster."

A fire mixed with gasoline, everyone still felt that the flame was burning too slowly, so they poked the fire desperately with branches, picked up the code book, and let the flame burn fully.

(End of this chapter)