Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 181 Preparing for Attack
Soon, everyone arrived at the gap between the two mountains, but this time the place where they ambush was a little different.

In the past, the Seventh Company would look for places with less snow and more rocks and dead grass. Firstly, they were warmer there, and secondly, the colors were close to their clothes, making them less likely to be discovered.

But now with the support of Wang Zhifei, in the words of deputy company commander He Changgui: I can sweat even lying in the snow.

Wearing white cloaks, they found a snow slope this time, dug it down a bit, and embedded the tents in the shape of the slope. Except for the necessary personnel on guard, all the others hid in the tents.

Yu Congrong put the radio monitoring headphones on his head and listened to the music...

The order has been issued. Hill 1100 is to the north. The mission of the Seventh Company is to cooperate with the 242nd Regiment to prevent the Polar Bear Regiment from escaping south.

In other words, this is where the final fight took place, and as long as they are not discovered, it will be easy for them.

In order to avoid being discovered, they could only rest in the tent and could not speak loudly. Yu Congrong found an excuse to run to Wang Zhifei's tent, took the telegraph monitoring headphones from Meisheng, and listened to the songs coming from inside.

"What is this song? Listen to it!"

Mei Sheng was teaching Zhang Xiaoshan and Wu Wanli to wrap the guns with cloth strips, or even white cloth, so that they would be less conspicuous when holding them in the snow.

By the way, teach them how to cover Wang Zhifei's sniper rifle position.

While I was explaining to them, Yu Congrong handed me the headphones.

Mei Sheng glanced at him, and Yu Congrong said, "It's useless for you to teach them this. They will naturally learn it when they get to the battlefield!"

"Those who can't learn will die! It's better for them to learn it first." Lei Suisheng from the next tent added.

Meisheng took the headphones and put them on his ears: "Merry Christmas!"

"What do you mean?"

"It's similar to our Little New Year. The festival before the New Year is called Christmas." Wang Zhifei explained to him.

Lei Suisheng next to him said, "They celebrate a festival just because they lay an egg? They are so happy. It seems like their lives are not that good either."

"New Year's Day? It's still a long way from New Year's Day."

“They follow the solar calendar.”

"Quiet! Quiet! Keep your voice down." Wu Qianli said.

Everyone's voices quieted down.

"Their leader also said that the fighting would end before the end of the year so that their soldiers could go home and celebrate the New Year."

"Bullshit, let them go home for the New Year? What a shitty New Year! Just hit them and run away? Better bury them here."

Yu Congrong interrupted and said.

"Yes! Yes! Confucius said: Since it has come, let it be buried here! Since it has come, let it be buried here."

"Yes! Since we are here, let's bury it here." Yu Congrong agreed.

Mei Sheng...

Is this what Confucius meant?

Wang Zhifei took out a bag of braised beef in soy sauce from behind his back and placed it in the middle. It was still steaming.

"Old Man Jin, are you performing a magic trick? You have this thing?" Yu Congrong took two handfuls and handed them to the tents on the left and right.

Wu Qianli looked at the donkey meat and said, "Don't be so shameless as to bully Father Jin."

"It's okay. When I get to the battlefield, I'll just have to kill a few more for Old Man Jin and they'll all come." Yu Congrong didn't feel embarrassed at all. He was the only one who took Wang Zhifei's request seriously.

"Father Jin, can your gun shoot down tanks? I heard they have a lot of tanks. We have been ordered to block their retreat, and tanks are always a problem." Wu Qianli frowned and asked after a moment of hesitation.

"Tanks? Most of the tanks they brought this time are M24 light tanks, which can move forward at a speed of 56 kilometers per hour and reverse at a speed of 29 kilometers per hour.

Hull upper 1 inch 60 degrees, lower 1 inch 45 degrees, hull side 12 degrees, front 1 inch, rear .75 inches. Turret, shield 1.5 inches, turret front 1.5 inches, right 1 inch 25 degrees, left 1 inch 20 degrees, rear 1 inch 0 degrees.

My gun, within 60 meters, with special bullets, can penetrate mm thick steel plate, hitting him is like playing."

Wu Qianli's eyes lit up: "It seems that Father Jin really has to participate in this battle. I'll have to trouble Father Jin with those tanks."

"Not only tanks, but also those armored jeeps can be handed over to me. There will be absolutely no problem!" Wang Zhifei said with great confidence.

……

The Polar Bear Group also fell silent at this time. What defeated them was not only the weather but also the elusive enemies that seemed to grow out of the snow.

The last moment, it looked like a bare patch of land, but once the charge was sounded, the snow and valleys...

Their enemies are everywhere.

The Polar Bear Regiment only marches three kilometers a day. You have to know that they are a mechanized corps. A speed of three kilometers is even slower than a turtle.

Wang Zhifei and his friends were fine; they were waiting in the tent, with hot meals and a tent to keep out the cold.

The rest suffered frostbite, hunger and cold, and there were countless others.

Wang Zhifei was helpless in this situation. The closest friendly force to their ambush was at least three kilometers away. These three kilometers may not seem like a big deal, but the mountain road was rugged and they had to hide. Even if Wang Zhifei could send them there, he had to consider the issue of concealment. Once exposed, those who froze to death or starved to death would have sacrificed their lives in vain.

……

This is already the second day that Wang Zhifei and his men have been lying in ambush here. The Polar Bear Group is still advancing at a speed of three kilometers a day, and the route has become very long.

Finally, the headquarters felt that they could not wait any longer, and now the team ambushing in Xinxingli directly besieged Xinxingli. Those who ambushed on the road moved over, cut the Polar Bear Group into sections, and eliminated them on the road!
"Everyone, change your coats and hats back, move forward, coordinate with friendly forces, and prepare to attack!"

Wu Qianli issued the latest combat order.

The tents and supplies were left in place, and outer clothes were worn to avoid being accidentally injured by friendly forces during the charge.

Wu Qianli ran to Wang Zhifei again, tidied Wu Wanli's clothes, straightened his hat, and then said to Wang Zhifei: "Dad Jin, I'll leave the tank to you."

"Don't worry! It's fine!"

"Protect yourself!" Wu Qianli patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder and said.

"Ok!"

"set off!"

……

Wang Zhifei looked around and said, "Let's go over there!"

There is a sentry post on the top of a mountain, facing Xinxingli, and a steep slope. Halfway up the mountain is a low cliff about four or five meters high.

Wang Zhifei led the three of them and quietly climbed up the mountain along the ravine. When they reached a pit, Wang Zhifei reached out his hand to Wu Wanli. Wu Wanli was stunned and didn't understand what Wang Zhifei meant. Wang Zhifei rolled his eyes and took out four grenades from the bag on Wu Wanli's chest.

Mei Sheng was stunned: At such a long distance, isn’t it a bit too slow to throw a grenade? Should I move forward?
Seeing Wang Zhifei's persistence, he sighed, shook his head, and raised the gun in his hand.

(End of this chapter)