The heavens start from Changjin Lake

People's hearts are fleshy. Treating them preferentially is a matter of affection, and killing them is a duty, and it has nothing to do with discipline.

The battle took a few minutes shorter than Xia Yuan expected. On the one hand, he ordered the soldiers to quickly clean up the battlefield, and on the other hand, he asked the soldiers to notify the director that they would come immediately. After everyone arrived, Xia Yuan said: "Director, I have a bold plan. , succeeded, maybe we don’t need to waste a single bullet, we can pass through the US military’s line of defense.”

Director Wu asked, "What plan?"

Xia Yuan said: "We disguised the truck as a truck pulling corpses. There are many corpses of American devils here. We mixed the corpses with our people and put them on the truck. We found a few smarter comrades to wear the clothes of American devils. Put some blood and mud on it, put a bandage on your head, pretend to be an American soldier who just came down from the front line, and when it was getting dark, we broke into the checkpoint of the American devils."

"Is that possible?"

Director Wu was surprised by this bold plan, frowning, pacing back and forth and thinking.

It suddenly occurred to me that this plan might actually work.Xia Yuan is familiar with the language of the U.S. military. At the beginning of the car, he communicated with the Americans at the U.S. military checkpoints. In addition, it was dark, and the Americans might not be able to tell the difference.

"Okay, just follow your plan, but let the soldiers prepare for battle. Once the enemy finds out, we must organize and retreat immediately!" Director Wu was worried. There were many lesbians and injuries in the team. If found out, the consequences would be disastrous.

But in fact, the risks are the same as breaking out.

In contrast, if Xia Yuan's plan was successful, they would not consume a single soldier, or even a single bullet.

Director Wu immediately gathered all the comrades together and issued the mission order. The soldiers and the sick and wounded started to leave. They put on the American army coats and smeared blood on their bodies. Feeling disgusted, they smeared the enemy's blood on their faces. Some soldiers carried the corpses of the U.S. soldiers to the vehicle, let the wounded and sick lie on the corpses of the U.S. soldiers, placed the corpses of the U.S. soldiers near the back, and the soldiers alternately lay near the front of the vehicle. .

A few smart soldiers changed into American clothes and sat in front of the truck. Of course, they also touched their faces dirty.

Just halfway through the plan, Ma Tianlian and his people withdrew back. A few soldiers were missing, and a small number of soldiers were wounded. Hao Guangjiu and Xiao Siping told Ma Tianlian of the plan, and he immediately ordered the soldiers to start changing clothes , The army still has some medicines, and some medicines were given to the soldiers who died.

"Battalion Commander, I can still insist on giving these medicines to other comrades."

Said a soldier whose arm was grazed by bullets.

Director Wu said: "Use them all. We are going to break through tonight. When we reach our position, there will be no shortage of medicines. Don't try to save me some medicines. We don't have any shortages."

Xia Yuan was sorting out the equipment, loaded the bullets, tied the bullet bag on his body, felt the extra warmth of the American military coat, and said with a smile: "Director Wu is right, small injuries are also injuries, use them as they should, if they are If you use it too late, your wound is inflamed, and you will need to use more medicine at that time, and if you use it now, you can control your injury with less medicine, and the wound will not be inflamed in the future, so it is called saving medicine for the troops."

After listening to Director Wu and Xia Yuan's words, the soldiers thought in their hearts, heal their injuries quickly, so that they won't waste medicine in the future, and when their injuries are healed, they can fight the American devils again.

"How's the situation ahead?"

Xia Yuan, Director Wu, and Ma Tianlian sat on a rock and had a short meeting.

Ma Tianlian said: "There are not many US troops searching the mountain, one row or so, but there are many US troops behind. When we retreated, we found many US soldiers."

Director Wu said: "This is not a good thing. Our position is exposed, and the U.S. military will become more rampant. We must break out as soon as possible."

Xia Yuan nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Try it tonight, the plan is feasible, we will follow the road all the way, the more the enemy sends troops frequently, the more relaxed the US military's supervision."

Director Wu considered the relationship, and after he figured it out, he said, "You have figured out what the Yankees are thinking."

Xia Yuan smiled and said: "Director, the commanders of the U.S. military may be very dedicated, but their soldiers are absolutely not. After all, it is the ordinary U.S. soldiers who go to the front to work hard, not the commanders. Thinking, the soldiers of the American devils are different from our soldiers, their soldiers are not of high quality, they are greedy for life and afraid of death."

After a pause, he continued: "During World War II, the brave Americans died on the battlefield. Perhaps some of the brave ones survived, but there were also some soldiers. In order to replenish the supply of soldiers, most of these recruited soldiers were still in the Students in American schools come to the army for military expenses, and they are dragged to the battlefield unexpectedly, how powerful they are.”

Ma Tianlian slapped his thigh and said: "Hey, it's true, the Yankees are also well equipped, and their soldiers are not good at all. Fighting with bayonets, we used to have two or three people to fight a Japanese devil to death, but now it has become two or three of them." Only one of our soldiers can be killed, they are also afraid of bayonets, our soldiers rushed forward, hey, those Yankees ran away."

Director Wu sighed and said: "Xia Yuan, I didn't expect you to study the American devils so thoroughly. No wonder the teacher is so optimistic about you."

"Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles. The soldiers of the American devils are relatively passive. The more they intensify their efforts to search the mountains, the more these American soldiers will think that we are doomed. You say, they think that we will drive the truck swaggeringly. Did their checkpoint pass?"

Xia Yuan asked with a smile.

Director Wu and Ma Tianlian thought about it seriously and shook their heads.

"This is playing psychological warfare. If I were a Yankee soldier, when we were surrounded, I would only break out from the valley at night, instead of swaggering from their road and driving a truck."

Ma Tianlian's eyes widened and he said in disbelief.

Thinking of this, it is basically confirmed that the success rate of this plan has reached [-]%.

After everything was ready, the Sanlian truck drove forward along the road, found a dense forest to hide, and waited quietly for the sky to darken.

The US military planes flew overhead one by one, and the roar of the engine hummed non-stop, echoing between the valleys for a long time.Xia Yuan hid in a bush and looked up at the sky, "These foreign devils have learned to be smart now and know how to climb the altitude of the plane."

When the Ninth Corps entered North Korea to fight, he entered the Korean battlefield with the Seventh Interlude Company. It was the first time he entered the Korean battlefield. In order not to expose their whereabouts, US military planes were allowed to fly over their heads so rampantly.

Later, a soldier shot down the U.S. plane with a machine gun. Although the team was exposed, this soldier made great contributions, became a hero, and was rewarded by his superiors. I got scared, and started to fight back with rifles and machine guns, and more and more US military planes were shot down, and the US military planes did not dare to be as rampant as before.

At night, the U.S. military is even more afraid to go out to pee alone. These are all typed out by the senior volunteers.

The temperature during the day has risen a bit, and the corpses of the US soldiers are already cold, exuding a smell, which is a bit unpleasant. The soldiers spent three hours with the corpses of the US soldiers without saying a word, and the lesbians also endured it. Keeping silent, they knew in their hearts that no one dared to lose the chain at this time when it was related to the troops' breakthrough.

The sky gradually dimmed, drowsy, and gradually became hazy.

Seeing that the time had come, Director Wu asked the soldiers to remove the camouflage from the truck and set off.

Xia Yuan was driving the first truck, Director Wu was sitting beside him, Ma Tianlian was driving the second truck, and Xiao Siping was driving the third truck.

The corpses of American soldiers were loaded in the back of the truck, and volunteer soldiers and lesbians from the art team were hidden in the pile of corpses.

The truck was rickety and driving on the road. In order to make it easier for the U.S. military to identify, Xia Yuan turned on the headlights and set off along the open road. Xiao Siping said, "Brother Hao, this is the first time I have driven an American devil. It’s so cool to run on the road like this, the American devils must never have imagined that we are the ones sitting in the truck.”

Hao Guangjiu said enviously: "When we break out of the siege, we have to learn to drive the American devil's truck."

Xiao Siping said: "Brother Hao, if you want to learn, I can teach you."

From the hole behind came the voices of several soldiers.

"Teach us, we want to learn too."

"Okay, I'll teach you all together, but everyone has to go back alive." Xiao Siping changed the subject and said, "Don't tell me, Yankee's clothes are really warm. After you go back, tell the battalion commander, how much is it?" Get some Yankee clothes to wear, and you won’t be afraid of the cold any more in winter.”

"Come on, wearing old American clothes, if you are beaten as an enemy on the battlefield, you will have no place to cry." Hao Guangjiu said with a smile.

The truck bumped away on the road, and the soldiers on the car endured it silently. It was getting darker and darker. Xia Yuan drove the truck, looking for a direction. He had been walking for more than an hour, but he didn't meet any U.S. troops on the road. Yuan felt a little strange.

Just finished the strange thing here. After turning a huge bend, a US military team appeared. This US military team set up a tent on the road and planned to spend the night here. The appearance of the retreat caused the US military to panic Pay attention, several American soldiers came up, one of them was a lieutenant officer of the American army, and he reached out his hand to signal Xia Yuan and the others to stop.

The originally peaceful atmosphere suddenly became dignified.

The soldier driving the car at the rear also noticed it, shut his mouth immediately, drove the car quietly, and gradually slowed down the speed of the car.

The lieutenant officer of the U.S. military stepped forward, glanced at the truck behind, and asked curiously, "What's going on with you?"

"Sir, we just pulled back from the front, and the corpses of our own people were pulled behind. We will transport the corpses to the rear tonight and pack them up."

Xia Yuan responded in fluent English: "They were attacked by the Chinese, and no one came back alive."

The lieutenant officer of the U.S. military stepped forward and noticed thick blood flowing out of the cracks in the truck.

The comrades behind the truck tightly held the steel guns in their hands. When they were in action, Director Wu told them to be ready to fight at any time if they encountered an enemy. Director Wu, who was sitting next to Xia Yuan, pinched his legs unnaturally. Hao Guangjiu and the others had already put their hands on their laps, and on their laps, there was a submachine gun loaded with magazines and loaded.

The U.S. military lieutenant stepped on his military boots and came to the back of the truck, opened the rear shed, and a stench came over his face, which made him frown, stretched out his hand and fanned himself in front of him, dispelling the stench, The bodies of many of their own people were piled up in the back of the truck.

The lieutenant looked back at the two trucks behind, thick and black blood was slowly squeezed out from the gap in the trucks, obviously the two trucks behind also contained the corpses of their own people, forgetting the people sitting on the trucks, His face was pitch black, he probably just came off the battlefield.

The lieutenant nodded to him, then stepped forward and said to Xia Yuan: "Thank you for bringing them home, their families are waiting for them."

After finishing speaking, he waved to the American soldiers behind him, signaling them not to block their way when they were tidying up their tents.

"Sir, God will bless you both." Xia Yuan said something, started the car, and the two cars behind followed him, passing through the American troops calmly.

Director Wu looked back in disbelief, and even the soldiers on the car were in disbelief, they passed through the area where the enemy was stationed so easily, and the battalion commander even talked to the US military lieutenant sentence.

"We're coming, we're coming!"

Whether it is the soldiers or the lesbians, they are all very happy. As long as it is feasible this time, then the American troops they encounter next will also be feasible.

"What did you tell them just now?" Director Wu asked curiously.

His English level is half-baked, he can understand some of them, but he can't understand many of them. Xia Yuan's English is standard American English, and his system skills are still very powerful.

"I told them that God will bless you, but it's a pity that even if their God came, they would have to die here." While driving the car, Xia Yuan smiled and chatted with Director Wu. Now, let's talk about the future.

Xia Yuan said in a calm voice: "The victory of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea must belong to us. Weapons and equipment are external aids. After all, it depends on the individual quality of soldiers. Although the US military's firepower is fierce, we have fought them so many times. He also won several battles.”

Director Wu nodded and said, "You are right. Weapons and equipment are ultimately assisted by external forces. In the end, it depends on the individual quality of the soldiers."

The quality of individual soldiers is better than weapons and equipment. The quality of individual soldiers in the US military is not high, even if they have advanced weapons and equipment. (end of this chapter)