The heavens start from Changjin Lake

The guard company also saw that the U.S. military was shooting towards the flames, and quietly put the light machine gun on a piece of soil in the forest. Eleven light machine guns fired together, trying to attract the enemy as much as possible, but the U.S. soldiers I know that where there is fire, the command system must be processing the incineration documents. Not only did some of them shoot, but a group of people even charged in the direction of the fire.

The enemy's bullets became more and more dense, and three bullets hit Wei Shanhong's back. With a bang, Wei Shanhong fell to the ground, and the padded jacket on his back was shot with a blood hole. his back.

Seeing this, Zhao Guobang hurriedly bandaged him. Wei Shanhong grabbed his hand and said, "Leave me alone, the enemy has already come up, run quickly." With all his strength, he pushed Zhao Guobang away, and the person closest to them Two American soldiers fired, and with a bang, Zhao Guobang felt his right leg lose consciousness instantly before he could take a few steps.

Zhao Guobang didn't run away in the end, grabbed the branches beside him and quickly flicked the password book. There were layers of thick black ashes left after the codebook burned, and there were still bright red flames emerging. Enduring the severe pain, he flicked it several times , Make sure that all the documents are burned, and not a single piece of paper is left to the enemy.

Zhao Guobang turned his head and said to Wei Shanhong: "Our task has been completed."

Wei Shanhong laughed miserably, his mouth was full of blood. Even if he was rescued, he would not survive. He knew that he would be left behind after being seriously injured, and could not affect the retreat of the division organs and division leaders. The ideological consciousness of these soldiers will always be so High, they never think for themselves, always think of other people.

"Brother, let's go on the road together."

At this time, the enemy rushed over. Wei Shanhong held up his gun enduring the pain, and with the only five bullets in the magazine, he knocked down three more American soldiers. Zhao Guobang encouraged him: "Brother, good marksmanship!"

As he said that, Zhao Guobang took out the grenade, and instead of throwing it into the enemy group, he threw it into the ashes of the burnt cipher book. Like snowflakes.

Wei Shanhong shouted excitedly: "Hahahaha, there is nothing the American devils can do if they want a codebook. Old Zhao, we are on our way!"

After speaking, the two hugged each other and rolled down the cliff.

The enemy rushed here, but they couldn't find the enemy. What they saw was paper dust all over the ground. They couldn't find the target, so they stopped shooting. The sound of machine guns echoed in the valley for a long time, and gradually subsided. The rain Gradually it stopped.

The exhausted battle order of the [-]th Division no longer exists, the troops have been dispersed, and each company is looking for a direction that is beneficial to itself, rushing towards the outside of the encirclement, and some troops meet each other and temporarily merge together. Centralized measurement to break through together.

In the ensuing battle, some people broke out. There were only 50 or [-] people, or only a few people. Some people persisted, and some even fought guerrillas until [-], when the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea ended.

After the 29th Division decided to disperse and break through, on the 50th, this team successfully broke out the first team. A team of about [-] people led by the Chief of Staff of the [-]th Regiment miraculously succeeded in breaking through. , They also brought back more than ten prisoners.

The Chief of Staff of the 50th Regiment was surnamed Hu. During their breakout process, they encountered Xiang Dahe, the company commander of the high-speed aircraft company of the [-]th Regiment, Li Benzhu, the third platoon leader, and the [-] soldiers they brought with them, as well as the artillery room of the division. Director Guo Zhaolin, Tian Guanzhen, the staff officer of the May [-]th Regiment, and [-] soldiers led by them, three soldiers led by Lang Dongfang, the staff officer of the division organization, and five soldiers led by Tian Houwa, the staff officer of the Engineer Battalion. Once again, a combat group was formed, a temporary D branch and a regiment branch were established, and a combat team and team leader were formulated.

After many battles on the 29th, they brought 20 captives from the No. 50 Fourth Division of the United States to the front of the Volunteer Army's position. In the final attack, all the fleeing American prisoners were killed by American bullets , and the [-]th Division, a combat group of more than [-] people, finally returned to the position of the [-]st Division.

Commander Wei, who was anxious because of the complete severance of contact with the [-]th Division, immediately met Chief of Staff Hu of the [-]th Regiment who broke out from the encirclement. Soldiers, bring food and ammunition into the mountains to find the officers and soldiers of the [-]th Division who broke out.Furious by such a large loss of troops, Deputy Army Commander Cha suggested that two divisions be deployed to counterattack immediately to meet the [-]th Division that broke through.

Deputy Army Commander Zha even made a final decision and said: "If the superiors pursue the responsibility, hand over the head of me, Zha Yusheng!"

Commander Wei rejected the suggestion of Deputy Commander Zha. He believed that since the [-]th Division decided to disperse and break through, it would be difficult to find them, and the losses caused by the counterattack would outweigh the losses.

Facts have proved that Commander Wei's suggestion was correct. Those who were sent behind the enemy to find the officers and soldiers of the [-]th Division who broke through the encirclement all returned empty-handed.

Another small team that broke out was composed of more than forty people led by the head of the [-]th Regiment Wang, Director Li of the Political Department of the regiment, and the training staff officer Staff Officer Zhang. They rushed out of the encirclement and brought out the regiment completely. Maps and documents, returned to the position of the [-]st Division.

The [-]nd Battalion of the [-]th Regiment, led by instructor Guan Zhichao, returned to the position of the [-]th Division two days later with more than [-] people.

Li Political Commissar of the [-]th Regiment and Pang Head of the [-]th Regiment also led some people back.

Commander Zheng and Deputy Commander Duan are leading the security unit and some of the division headquarters. This small team was chased by the US military at dawn. Then, the steel tracks rolled up the remains of the volunteer soldiers, and then threw them up. The scene was once bloody and cruel.

The breakout team scattered and ran away in any direction. The security squad still retained the awareness of protecting the chief amidst the chaos. Several soldiers ran in the opposite direction from where Master Zheng was running, in order to attract the firepower of the US military.When crossing an open field by the small river and running up the mountain, the two guard soldiers desperately blocked the U.S. troops and fought back with the only bullets they had, attracting most of the U.S. firepower. The chiefs rushed across the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Master Zheng turned his head and looked into the distance. There were two soldiers who blocked the U.S. soldiers. One soldier was killed by the U.S. soldiers on the spot, and the ground was soaked in blood.Another soldier was wounded and fell on his back. After the gunshots subsided, he was dragged away by two black American soldiers, and his blood was drawn on the ground for a long, long time.

Mr. Zheng will never forget this scene.

During the dispersal and breakout process of the [-]th Division, the U.S. military captured a large number of commanders and fighters of the [-]th Division.

On the night of the [-]th, it was another hasty march.

Master Zheng was exhausted, and suddenly fell asleep on the ground. At that time, he was marching in a hurry. The guards looked around vigilantly, and there were corpses of volunteer soldiers everywhere. Obviously, they had just experienced a battle here. Maybe the U.S. military He hadn't gone far, and had just narrowly escaped death, so the soldiers couldn't help being careless.

It was also because he was so cautious about the surrounding environment that no one noticed Mr. Zheng who fell down.

Mr. Zheng was too tired. He didn't eat or drink for several days without rest. He marched in a hurry and crossed mountains and mountains. He was old and his body couldn't hold on anymore. He didn't know how long he had slept. Mr. Zheng woke up , kneading his cheeks, trying his best to wake himself up, looking around, there was no sign of the soldier anymore.

He blamed himself painfully in his heart: "How can I fall asleep? What happened to me? What about my troops? What about the soldiers? They all died to save me, or were captured by the US military. Can't fall asleep!"

In addition, Mr. Zheng was also wondering that no one found him when he fell on the ground like this.

Just now everyone was moving in a hurry. There were many seriously wounded people who couldn't walk and the remains of martyrs lying on the ground. After Master Zheng fell asleep, he mixed among them. The guards didn't recognize that the commander was here.

There were many soldiers lying beside him, some were still looking ahead with their eyes open, and some seemed to be asleep with their eyes closed.Master Zheng pushed them one by one, but none of them could move anymore. They had already died. Some of them were shot several times, and some were lying here because they were exhausted. Maybe they all wanted to lie down during the battle. Rest for a while, and the people in front of you must be vigilantly monitoring the enemy's movements, but after such a trip, some seriously injured people will never stand up.

Master Zheng stretched out his hand and closed the eyes of the soldiers who were not closing their eyes. His heart felt like a knife was piercing his heart, and he blamed himself extremely in his heart.

'It's all my good soldiers. I didn't take you out safely. It's all my fault. I'm not a good teacher. I'm not a good brother. You suffer with me. If you have an afterlife, I hope your life will be more sugary. , less bitter. '

Looking around, no one was there.

At this moment, Master Zheng is still most worried about the breakout troops. How are they doing now?Is the person who rushed out of the encirclement safe?The pressure from the [-]th Regiment was the greatest. Did they suffer many casualties?
His head was full of questions tormenting him.

Mr. Zheng put his hands on his chest subconsciously. The small pocket contained his mother's longing for him. He took it out, and couldn't see anything clearly in the dark night. Among the blurred handwriting was his mother's horizontal stroke. It was written in one stroke, and he felt his mother's longing for him.

He raised his head again, his eyes determined.

"The mothers of the soldiers are also thinking about their sons. I can't just sit like this. I have to go find them quickly. The dragons have no leader. What should they do? Zheng Xianjun, stand up for me!"

Dragging his exhausted body, he staggered to his feet. He reckoned that the troops hadn't gone far because he didn't hear the intense gunshots.

While walking, he checked his pistol, and there was only one magazine left, and it would not take long to meet the enemy's resistance, so Master Zheng picked up a Soviet-made water-filled rifle next to the martyr, and picked up some bullets. I thought to myself, if the U.S. military finds me, I will shoot and attract as many people as possible, so as to relieve some pressure on the comrades who broke through.

Looking at my clothes, the US military should be able to see clearly that I am an officer.

Mr. Zheng thought to himself, he had no intention of taking off the clothes on his body, this clothes might be able to attract more US troops.

In this way, after a brief tidying up, Mr. Zheng started to catch up with the team.

Master Zheng walked for a long time. There were bomb craters everywhere along the way, as well as the remains of our soldiers. He judged that these places must have experienced a scuffle just now, and the distance between the two sides should be very close. .

The corpses lay all over the place, it was too horrible to look at.

Some soldiers and the enemy died by choking each other's necks, and some stabbed each other with bayonets. From the scene, none of the soldiers of the [-]th Division who grabbed American soldiers could pull out their hands. The hand, like a steel fork, tightly clamped the enemy's neck.

They fought with the determination to die with the enemy.

Suddenly, someone called him.

"Master, sir! Is it really you? Am I not mistaken?"

Master Zheng heard it clearly, the voice was very familiar, it was his guard.

The guard happily called Mr. Zheng, and Mr. Zheng approached and saw that it was really his guard.

The guard's voice suddenly choked up, and he hugged the division commander and cried: "Wuwuwu, after rushing out just now, I couldn't see you for a while after counting the number of people, but it made us anxious. Deputy division commander Duan ordered me to walk along the road. Lu Xiang came back to look for you, fortunately, fortunately, Master, you have nothing to do."

Teacher Zheng said: "Don't cry, you came at the right time. I guess there must be many people who have not kept up with the large army. We can't leave them alone. I want to take them out of the encirclement. Let's search the same way."

After hearing this, the guard hurriedly persuaded him: "Master, there are enemies everywhere on the mountain now, just the two of us can't do it, let alone looking for someone, we have to go in together. Teacher, what time is it now, the troops They broke up, and the enemy chased them crazy, and they would encounter enemies from time to time, and it was common for them to fight each other.”

"There are many companies that find the right direction by themselves, suddenly attack the enemy, and rush out of the encirclement. Let's go quickly, I must ensure your safety, your safety is my life, commander, you must cooperate with me."

Mr. Zheng thought over and over again, and sighed helplessly. He thought things and problems too simply.

After being silent for a long time, looking at the direction behind him, his heart ached but he could do nothing, "Well, from now on, you are not allowed to call me the chief or the teacher, just call me Lao Wang. We will encounter enemies at any time now. It is an extraordinary time. Understand?"

The guard understood Mr. Zheng's meaning and nodded.

The meaning of Master Zheng is also very simple. Putting aside the identity of the teacher and the guard, there is no need to use your own life to protect me in danger. We are now comrades-in-arms, brothers, and no longer a relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Even if Mr. Zheng thought so, would the guards think so?

Naturally not.

As he said, the chief's safety is my life.