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At this time, on the north bank of the Han River, at the base of the Artillery Brigade of the 38th Army of the Volunteer Army, the five heavy artillery battalions affiliated with the artillery brigade had completed preparations before the shelling.

According to the combat plan reported by Zhang Shijie, the five heavy artillery battalions of the 38th Army Artillery Brigade were deployed in four artillery positions to carry out artillery strikes on the 5 targets of the UN forces in turn. The mold artillery position, which was out of the artillery strike range of the Logistics Support Regiment, was also their target.

"Captain, when can we fight? I can't wait any longer!"

"Yes, Captain, our company is fully prepared, just waiting for the order to fire at the mold!"

Looking at the troops with high morale, the battalion commander of the Volunteer Army artillery battalion felt somewhat helpless.

This combat mission required all troops of the Chinese Volunteer Army and the Logistics Support Regiment to complete combat preparations before 7 o'clock, but even the battalion-level commanders did not know when to launch the attack.

But at this time, after changing their uniforms, the volunteers could no longer suppress their desire to fight.

The previous volunteer army was poorly equipped and was always suppressed by the fungi in terms of firepower when fighting against them. At that time, they could only engage in night battles and close combat. The troops on the front line suffered heavy casualties, while the artillery units in the rear could not help much.

After all, the artillery of the Volunteer Army was very weak in both scale and equipment, so the lack of support would not only result in more casualties throughout the battle, but all the soldiers would feel very helpless.

But now the equipment level of the Volunteer Army has caught up, and the Volunteer Army soldiers also want to use the weapons in their hands to teach the mold a lesson. This kind of fighting desire to establish merit is absolutely not found in the United Nations Army now!

However, due to the army's confidentiality requirements, the volunteer soldiers could only wait at this time.

In the front-line troops of the logistics support regiment, the Red Alert soldiers have also completed their combat preparations.

Since Van Fleet set the combat time at 9 o'clock and 8: respectively, Zhang Shijie set the attack time at o'clock in the morning in order to take the enemy by surprise. At this time, the UN troops should be having breakfast, and Zhang Shijie wanted to take the enemy by surprise.

So at 7:45 that morning, the Logistics Support Corps and the Volunteer Army all received orders to start the attack at 8 o'clock, and then all Chinese troops on the north bank of the Han River seemed to have entered combat positions.

In the headquarters of the Logistics Support Corps, Zhang Shijie was counting the days. The Red Alert only had 10 days left to stay in the Changjin Lake World. Before the Red Alert left, Zhang Shijie had to help the Volunteer Army cripple the mold as much as possible to prevent the Volunteer Army from launching large-scale operations after Zhang Shijie left.

"Commander, the troops are ready for battle. We can launch an attack on the mold at any time!"

Seeing Chen Xi walking into the command center, Zhang Shijie also breathed a sigh of relief.

Due to changes in the entire combat plan, Zhang Shijie did not rest the whole night yesterday. However, in order to ensure that the deployment of the troops went according to plan, Zhang Shijie stayed at the command center to mobilize and deploy the troops. Now that Chen Xi has come to the command center to take over the command, Zhang Shijie can also take a rest.

Commanding a large army in battle is really too exhausting!

At this time, on the south bank of the Han River, the last UN force deployed on the north bank of the Han River was crossing the pontoon bridge.

Unlike the Chinese army, the UN forces were too slow in mobilizing their troops. After the Chinese army had completed its combat preparations, the UN troops had just arrived at the pontoon bridge to prepare to cross the river.

"Xiba, we still have to cross the Han River. What if the Chinese army encircles us?"

"Do you think we are surrounded now? I heard that the Fungus and Ying army only occupied a small area on the north bank. In fact, they have not yet broken through Simida. Our battle plan should be to cooperate with Ying Fungus's troops to attack Simida!"

"What?! Aren't we going to die?"

"Be sure to be smart when you go to the battlefield!"

When the last UN force, the South Korean Capital Division, crossed the Han River, the puppet soldiers did not notice that the hands on their watches were constantly moving until the hour hand pointed to 8 o'clock.

"All troops, begin attacking!"

"understand!"

After 8 o'clock, all the troops on the north bank of the Han River launched a full-scale attack on the UN forces.

The first to attack the UN forces were two J-10 fighter jets that were conducting ultra-low-altitude penetration. The main target of the two-plane formation was the Capital Division that the South Korean puppet army was currently passing through.

Since they were about to launch a large-scale annihilation operation against the UN forces, they had to cut off their retreat first. So two J-10 pilots flew over the pontoon bridge at a precise time and dropped bombs.

Since the two J-10s were all loaded in ground attack mode, each J-10 was equipped with two 1,000-kilogram laser-guided bombs under its wings.

Two planes and four laser-guided bombs are definitely enough to give the UN forces a hard time!

So, under the horrified gaze of more than 10,000 South Korean puppet soldiers below, four laser-guided bombs hit directly on the floating bridge across the Han River.

"Boom boom boom boom."

As the explosion sounded, all the pontoon bridges on the Han River were destroyed, and the South Korean troops passing on the pontoon bridges were all killed in the explosion. Fortunately, the bombs exploded in the water and absorbed a large amount of shock waves. Otherwise, under the attack of these four 1,000-kilogram bombs, even the surrounding South Korean puppet troops would have suffered a large number of casualties.

After the bomb exploded, the two J-10s immediately returned to the base. However, the air defense radar of the PLAAF only discovered the Chinese Air Force fighter jets after the J-10s returned. This sudden situation was completely unexpected.

"Sir, the radar station reported that their radar detected two Chinese Air Force fighters in our main attack area and above, and they are now returning to the rear at 1.8 times the speed of sound."

"What?! 1.8 times the speed of sound?!"

After hearing the flying speed of the Chinese military fighter jets, Van Fleet stood up in shock.

However, just when Van Fleet was about to contact LeMay, a violent and long-lasting explosion made all the UN troops sweat.

"Thank you for the generous gift! Contact the front line, what's going on?!"

"Yes, sir!"

At this time, the Logistics Support Regiment and the Volunteer Army's artillery units were carrying out fierce artillery coverage on the various artillery positions of the United Nations forces.

Previously, the artillery counterattack by the Logistics Support Regiment had always made Moldy believe that the location of their artillery positions had been leaked, but in fact it was the artillery reconnaissance radar of the Logistics Support Regiment that discovered the enemy's artillery positions. But now it is different. Now the artillery positions of the United Nations forces were really leaked in advance by the Red Alert spies.

However, this time Van Fleet deployed more than 80 artillery positions on the south bank of the Han River, each of which had 1 to 2 artillery battalions deployed, while the Red Alert spies only found 36 of them.

Although this number was enough to injure the artillery of the mold, it also meant that the mold still had considerable artillery firepower to support their troops. However, the UN troops that were originally scheduled to attack at 9 o'clock had all their combat plans disrupted by the sudden artillery attack, and all the troops were hastily fighting without preparation.

On the north bank of the Han River, the logistics support regiment and the volunteer army's artillery were frantically pouring fire on the south bank of the Han River, while the infantry units also began to attack the UN forces.

"Guard Battalion, attack!"

"Combined Battalion, attack!"

"Combined Battalion 3, attack!"

At 8 o'clock sharp, the infantry and tank coordinated forces of the Logistics Support Regiment launched a fierce charge towards the UN troops stationed on the north bank of the Han River. At the same time, the fire support forces of each battalion began to launch artillery attacks on the UN forces on the north bank.

For a moment, the UN troops who were eating were thrown into chaos by the sudden fire attack.

"Bagaya Road! Chinese shelling!"

"Ashi, find cover!"

"Thank you for the generous gift!"

The sound of explosions, accompanied by various national curses, resounded throughout the entire UN position. At this time, in the front-line command post of the UN, a Lieutenant General Mold frowned like a knot after hearing the sound of artillery fire.

Now that the Chinese army's gunfire had sounded, all their combat plans had been disrupted, and the original offensive plan had been directly scrapped. What they had to consider now was how to gather the troops outside that had been blown to pieces in the shortest possible time, and organize a defense to resist the Chinese army's attack.

While they were thinking about it, the phone at the UN frontline command suddenly rang.

"Hello, I'm John Kurt!"

"General! We are the garrison troops on the north bank of the Han River. Just now, the pontoon bridge we built was destroyed by fighter planes of the Chinese Air Force. The South Korean Capital Division suffered heavy casualties!"

"What?!"

Upon learning that the pontoon bridge on the Han River had been destroyed, Lieutenant General John Coulter, commander of the Ninth Army of the Fungus, was shocked. Now they were surrounded by enemies on three sides. Originally, they still had room for retreat at Tanmen, the pontoon bridge on the Han River, but now that the pontoon bridge had been blown up, they had lost even their last retreat.

"Order the 18th Division to cooperate with the surrounding South Korean troops and Japanese American troops to withstand the Chinese attack!"

"Yes, sir!"

Because the battalion firepower units of the logistics support regiment were worried about causing accidental casualties to friendly forces, the attack area of ​​the 122mm caliber artillery this time was all the rear positions of the mold, and the front-line positions were all attacked by the mortar units of each battalion.

Although the explosive power of mortars is smaller than that of heavy artillery, the United Nations forces deployed on the front line, led by the 18th Division, even wanted to exchange positions with the troops hiding from artillery shells in the rear.

After all, the troops in the rear now only need to find bunkers and fortifications, and then pray that the shells don't fall around them, but they are different.

They also have to resist a full-scale ground offensive by Chinese troops.

"Directly ahead, 300 meters, there is an enemy fire point, march and destroy it!"

"boom!"

As the guard battalion advanced rapidly, it was like a black steel torrent that directly shattered the positions that the mold was preparing to attack. At this time, the front of the guard battalion was a tank regiment of the 18th Division of the United States and a Japanese-American infantry brigade. In the eyes of these troops, the Chinese army was like a killing god, slaughtering their troops wantonly.

"Fu*k! The armored troops will board the vehicles and counterattack immediately, quickly!"

Faced with the powerful tanks of the Chinese army, the commander of the 18th Division Tank Regiment of the US Army immediately ordered the tank troops to move forward and engage in a tank battle with the opposing Chinese army.

Then one after another, the moldy "Pershing" tanks drove out of the tank parking lot, but the moldy tank regiment was not intact and all of them went out to fight. The mortars and 107mm rocket launchers of the logistics support regiment also visited this area and destroyed or damaged % of the mold's tanks.

The remaining fungus tanks suffered another heavy blow when they engaged the guard battalion.

The 85mm artillery shells fired by the Type 125 main battle tanks of the Guard Battalion Tank Company easily destroyed their proud "Pershing" heavy tanks, and when the mold tanks hit the Chinese army's tanks, the bullets basically ricocheted, and even if they exploded directly, they only caused some scratches on the black paint.

"Mazefak! Why are Chinese tanks so tough?!"

"Armor-piercing bullets can't hit it at all!"

As a result, under the attack of the Red Alert's tank guns and individual anti-tank firepower, the Fungus's tank troops suffered heavy casualties, and due to the rapid loss of armored forces, the Fungus's frontal defense line was also in a state of collapse.

In this situation, the commander of the 18th U.S. Tank Regiment could only ask his division commander for reinforcements, but when they asked for help, they found that their telephone lines had been blown up by the Chinese army.

"Fu*k! Immediately send a signalman to connect the telephone line, and arrange for a foot signalman to notify the division headquarters!"

"Yes, sir!"

So, with the help of the US 18th Division Tank Regiment, the news from the front line was finally delivered to the division headquarters. At this time, the 18th Division headquarters had suffered heavy losses in the artillery attack of the Logistics Support Regiment, and even half of their headquarters was destroyed by artillery shells.

After learning about the tank regiment's request, the commander of the 18th Division really had no idea what to do.

After all, it is not just one tank regiment that is short of troops. All the troops on the entire defense line are short of support troops. However, considering that the position of the tank regiment is really important, the commander of the 18th US Division immediately called John Kurt to request support.

"What? Reinforcements? Tell your troops that we have no reinforcements available!"

"But General, this time the support requested is for the area that our tank regiment is responsible for."

Hearing this, John Kurt immediately found the defense area of ​​this unit on the map, and then twitched his mouth.

I'm afraid it won't work if this location is not supported!

So John Coulter sent out his last infantry regiment to support the 18th Division's tank regiment. (End of this chapter)