Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 142 South Korean Captain: We want this prisoner.
The 7th Company retreated far from that place before resting. Perhaps because there were no gunshots or flashes of light, the enemy didn't notice anything unusual so quickly, which allowed them to sleep for a few hours.

Because the enemy's artillery positions were not nearby, they still had to march during the day, which created a problem: there were too many enemies on the road.

Left with no other option, He Yuzhu had some of his soldiers change back into their original uniforms and pretend to be prisoners of war.

The soldiers were very resistant to this. Even if they knew it was an imposter, they were still unhappy. Many of them were prisoners of war before the battle even started.

In the end, it was Mei Sheng who calmed the soldiers down, but they still had grievances against He Yuzhu, the deputy company commander.

He Yuzhu said that as long as he could complete the task, he didn't care.

Of course, another reason is that He Yuzhu was not a party member, and the soldiers had never seen him bravely fight the enemy. Military achievements cannot be faked; there is no way to know the truth from seeing it on the spot.

Furthermore, He Yuzhu and Wu Qianli have changed their military ranks. They can't just keep quiet when they encounter people on the road and let their subordinates do all the talking.

Sure enough, they encountered a checkpoint on the way. The bald eagles were easy to talk to. He Yuzhu deliberately spoke in broken English and tried to fool the bald eagle soldiers. Those guys couldn't understand the words on the officers' ID cards and were also a bit face-blind.

When they encountered a South Korean checkpoint, He Yuzhu went up to talk to him. He only took out his ID and waved it, because the photo wasn't his.

Unexpectedly, the other side didn't care at all and dared to walk so swaggeringly in this area. The South Korean soldiers didn't suspect that they were either volunteers or North Koreans.

The problem is they wanted this credit. What incredible luck to capture prisoners! They've fought so many battles and been constantly chased around; they're lucky if they haven't been captured by the Volunteer Army.

The captain leading the group pulled He Yuzhu a few steps away.

"Brother, I need to talk to you about something."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"Could you give us half of your prisoners? You know how it is on the battlefield; you can't get promoted without making some contributions!" As he spoke, the South Korean captain took out a cigarette to offer to He Yuzhu.

"This...this isn't good, I can't explain this to my subordinates," He Yuzhu said, feigning difficulty.

"I won't take it for free. How about this?" The South Korean captain took out two small yellow croakers and a watch from his pocket and handed them over.

He Yuzhu was a little confused: "Is this buying prisoners?"

He still said with a hint of unease, "Brother, this isn't enough."

"Brother, how about this? You name a price, I'll pay you back later, and I'll send it to you when I get it. Or you can come to me to collect it."

As He Yuzhu spoke to him, he gestured a few times behind his back with one hand, indicating that the situation was not right and that he was preparing to take action.

Wu Qianli and his men had been watching He Yuzhu closely. Upon seeing this gesture, Wu Qianli immediately gave the order, awaiting further instructions, and prepared to take action.

The soldiers simply raised their guns slightly, aiming at their chosen targets. The captain didn't think anything of it; their voices weren't loud, but they weren't quiet either. He even thought that He Yuzhu's men had overheard them.

He also told his men, "Don't be nervous."

He then said to He Yuzhu, "Brother, have your men put down their guns. Can we negotiate the price?"

Upon hearing that this guy was determined to buy prisoners, He Yuzhu knew he had no choice but to force his way through the checkpoint. He grabbed the captain by the neck and shouted, "Attack!"

The captain then realized he had encountered the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, but unfortunately, He Yuzhu snapped his neck the next moment.

"Tu tu tu tu."

"Da da da."

Gunfire erupted, and the South Korean soldiers, still bewildered, stared in disbelief as their 'friendly forces' fell helplessly to the ground.

He just wanted to gain some credit, so why did he start killing people?

This is the thought of many South Korean soldiers.

The battle ended quickly; the enemy was caught off guard, and the 7th Company only had a few lightly wounded.

While cleaning up the battlefield, He Yuzhu and his men felt even more compelled to dress the dead enemy soldiers in the uniforms of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, transforming them into sentry post guards.

This place is very close to the artillery position, and they quickly sent someone over to check it out. After asking for the unit number, they said they would go back and ask for a commendation on their behalf.

However, they made a condition: they wanted the corpses. He Yuzhu didn't object, behaving just like the South Korean soldiers.

The bald eagle soldiers dispatched two trucks and hauled away the bodies along with their equipment (they needed weapons, so consider it a change of clothes).

The men of the 7th Company looked at each other in bewilderment. What was going on? They couldn't understand what He Yuzhu was saying, but they weren't stupid enough to not understand what the enemy was doing.

After the artillerymen left, Wu Qianli came over and asked, "What do they want the corpses for?"

"That's a great achievement, for an entire company, that's a huge achievement."

"Damn it, these cowards only know how to do this kind of nonsense, no wonder they can't beat us," Yu Congrong said from the side.

"They're artillery, heavy artillery. They opened fire from several kilometers away. Do you think they'll even see our troops? By the time they do, they'll probably be waiting to be captured," He Yuzhu said irritably.

"Hehe, you're right. What about those South Korean soldiers from earlier?"

"You don't know their combat capabilities; they're not even as good as the Bald Eagles. Besides, what kind of proper troops can be in charge of outposts?"

"So, shall we just continue standing guard for them here?"

"Otherwise, let's wait until it gets dark. We're safe now, with those Bald Eagle artillerymen as witnesses."

However, something even stranger happened. He Yuzhu received a call from his superior at the outpost, who immediately berated him. The superior suspected that the South Korean supply company that had been wiped out the previous night had been discovered, and that the one who carried out the attack was the one they had eliminated. As a result, the credit was handed over to them.

If these bodies were handed over to their superiors, South Korea could have resolved the issue of its own military blunders on its own, and that would have been a good ending. But now, they're taking the blame while the Americans are getting all the credit.

He Yuzhu was yelled at into the walkie-talkie for five minutes, and had to answer back every now and then. He couldn't take it anymore, so he retracted the antenna, and then the sound became intermittent before finally hanging up.

However, he also remembered who the other person was, and when he had the chance to meet him, he would teach that guy a lesson about the consequences of insulting him.

The others couldn't understand, but the tone of voice and He Yuzhu's expression made them feel that it wasn't a good thing.

After hanging up, He Yuzhu explained what had happened, leaving everyone speechless.

They finally made it to night, but no South Koreans came to the outpost to question them. They must be too far away or have other missions to come, otherwise it would have been troublesome.

As soon as it got dark, the 7th Company set off with their equipment. Around 8 p.m., they reached a small hill about 800 meters from the enemy's artillery position.

Perhaps because of the corpses from the daytime, the enemy's sentry posts didn't extend very far.

After setting up the artillery, the 7th Company did not attack immediately, but waited, knowing that they might not be the only ones out on reconnaissance.

What if they launch an attack ahead of schedule and disrupt the plan? It wouldn't be a big deal if Jiang's company came over, but there would be a division or more troops behind them, and it's impossible for them to come undetected.

They didn't dare turn on the radio either, because they were too close to the enemy.

At 10:08, He Yuzhu saw through his binoculars that the enemy artillerymen were beginning to assemble at their positions and shouted, "All artillerymen, take your positions!"

"Tap Tap"

"Get ready, let go!"

"Thump thump thump, thump thump thump" The 7th Company really went all out this time, actually moving all the mortars off the supply trucks, making a total of eight, including the two they already had.

"Swish swish swish, swish swish swish"

"Boom boom boom boom, boom boom boom boom," a burst of firelight appeared in the distance.

"Ready, fire!" The second volley of shells flew out.

Adjust the firing parameters to a distance of 700 meters, keeping other positions unchanged, and fire. Actually, even these cannons weren't enough, because the enemy had a full 18 cannons, and the distance between each cannon was considerable; it wasn't a case of one shell destroying several cannons—these were 155mm heavy howitzers.

After the fourth round of shells was fired, they could see that the enemy's infantry had begun to move in their direction from the artillery position.

He Yuzhu shouted, "Change positions!"

The soldiers of the third platoon carried cannons and shell boxes and ran after He Yuzhu.

The enemy's 155mm guns certainly couldn't reach that close, but the enemy also had mortars and tanks. Don't assume that artillery units only have artillery.

"First platoon, second platoon, fire support platoon, prepare to intercept!" Wu Qianli shouted from the forward interception position.

"Yes."

The three platoons of soldiers were already prepared. When the artillery was being adjusted, they started digging trenches, although they were still more than a hundred meters away from the artillery position.

When the enemy was still 200 meters away from the three platoons, the M1 heavy machine gun opened fire first. With a burst of crossfire, a group of enemies were taken down. The rest changed tactics and advanced while keeping their bodies low.

Then the enemy's mortars opened fire, naturally targeting the artillery position that He Yuzhu and his men had initially set up. He Yuzhu and his men had caught the enemy off guard; the heavy artillery battalion, and even the smaller cannons below them, were no joke, and their aim was incredibly accurate.

The area had been thoroughly bombarded, and the soldiers of the third platoon had no time to look at how their original positions had been destroyed; they needed to set up their cannons and begin the next round of shelling.

In the first four rounds, only ten cannons were destroyed, or rather, ten were blown up. It is unknown whether the cannons were damaged or not.

The remaining eight cannons were to be dealt with one by one by one. This time, He Yuzhu insisted that they must be aimed. After all the cannons were ready, He Yuzhu checked them and then fired three rapid shots.

He dared not delay for too long. Wu Qianli and his men below could not hold out against the enemy for long, and even if they did, the casualties were not what he wanted to see.

Thump thump thump

Thump thump thump

Thump thump thump

After three rounds of shelling, two of the targets experienced violent explosions, clearly from the shell boxes, which was no joke.

The enemy camp was hit by two heavy artillery shells.

"Boom, boom!" He Yuzhu could see the car being blown away through his binoculars, but he couldn't see the people; they were probably smashed to pieces.

"Change positions," He Yuzhu shouted again.

The enemy tanks are coming up below, and because of the rapid fire, the enemy mortars and tanks may not have had time to aim.

However, not long after He Yuzhu and his men ran about thirty meters, the position behind them was shelled again.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" He Yuzhu shouted, carrying two cannons and running at the front.

Upon reaching the last backup position, He Yuzhu did not rush to fire. He glanced at the enemy's heavy artillery positions, found none that were usable, and then began searching for the enemy's mortars.

As for the tanks, they can only be taken down by the soldiers in front using bazookas; mortars are useless.

When He Yuzhu's binoculars were turned to Wu Qianli and his group, they saw several rockets with trails of flame shooting out from the position, followed by a violent explosion in the distance. One target caught fire, while the other two stopped. A moment later, another tank started moving again, and another rocket was fired. This time, it must have hit the ammunition compartment. The entire tank was blasted two or three meters off the ground, and then it looked like a metal barrel with firecrackers going off, with flashes of fire appearing intermittently.

The tracer rounds lit up, and then the enemy's mortars opened fire, and flashes of fire appeared on the 7th Company's position.

"Company commander, position direction, target 600 meters, 20 meters to the left, both gates ready."

"Yes."

"Company commander, position direction, target 630 meters, 2.5 meters to the left, both gates ready."

"Yes."

"Company commander, position direction, target 400-430 meters, four gates ready."

"Yes."

"put."

Thump th ...

The first two groups were firing mortars, while the last group was firing at enemy infantry.

"put"

Another round, and then tracer bullets lit up above the heads of the next three rows.

"Retreat to the designated assembly point. Wu Wanli, lead the team. Fire the signal flares!" He Yuzhu shouted.

"Yes, sir." The soldiers shouldered the cannon and the remaining shells and left.

"Deputy Company Commander, where are you going?" Wu Wanli shouted after firing the signal flare.

"I'll go meet them. You take good care of them. If even one of them comes back, I'll hold you accountable."

"Yes." After fighting for several months, Wu Wanli can be considered a veteran. After all, many soldiers may not be able to fight a battle like he has in their entire lives.

He had nothing but admiration for He Yuzhu's abilities, and could only carry out his orders.

He Yuzhu didn't delay and ran towards the 7th Company's position with his sniper rifle on his back.

In fact, the 7th Company was caught in a bind. The enemy had at least a battalion of troops. In the last few rounds, they could only wipe out one company at most, and that's an overestimation.

As He Yuzhu was running, enemy tanks came up again. They fired a barrage of artillery fire from a distance, destroying the mortar positions. The mortars were still there, but many people were killed, so the tanks came up again.

The 7th Company began an orderly retreat, leaving Yu Congrong to cover the rear.

Of all the platoon leaders, he was the most experienced. Apart from He Yuzhu, all the veterans of the 7th Company were in his platoon.

Mei Sheng was ordered to lead the team to retreat first, while Wu Qianli stayed behind with Yu Congrong to cover the rear.

He Yuzhu veered off course as he ran, heading towards the enemy's flank, and firing as he ran.

The battlefield was too chaotic, and at first no one noticed that there was someone on the side. It wasn't until the enemy kept falling that someone discovered there was a sniper on the flank.

The enemy immediately dispatched a platoon to deal with He Yuzhu on the flank, but He Yuzhu was not afraid. His goal was to help the troops on the main position withdraw.

However, he did not continue forward. The distance of more than 200 meters was just right for him. Going any closer would pose a greater threat to him. This was not a rocky mountain where there were many places to hide.

Because of his rapid movements and firing speed, and the fact that he had two guns, the enemy mistook him for two snipers providing cover for each other.

So the enemy advanced very slowly, and He Yuzhu fought and retreated at the same time. By the time the enemy was drawn away from the main force by about 100 meters, only one squad remained in the platoon.

Their platoon leader was lucky enough not to be sniped. When they took a headcount, he was so scared that he led the rest of his men back. He Yuzhu chased after them, but in the end, none of the platoon members returned.

The withdrawal of firepower was quite difficult; the enemy was so tenacious that they almost charged in for hand-to-hand combat.

Fortunately, the bazooka had enough rockets this time, which not only destroyed the tanks but also the infantry; otherwise, the situation would have been much worse.

After He Yuzhu attracted another group of people, the third squad finally withdrew, and He Yuzhu began to use a kite-like fighting style. In the end, the sniper was definitely the better player.

He was the last to return to the designated meeting point after being delayed for a while. When he got back and checked the number of people, He Yuzhu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the loss was less than a platoon.

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