Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 239 The Final Madness!!!

Dipingli Nei
At this time, the battle between the elite of the 7th Steel Regiment and the French army had reached a fever pitch on the streets.

Behind a bunker seized by the 7th Steel Regiment
"Commander, this is a telegram from Comrade Chenggong!"

At that moment, a messenger ran over and said.

"Several hundred soldiers had to be split into two groups. Xu Mumu went to take down the US artillery positions. He even managed to target the command post of the US 1st Brigade?!"

"This kid's got guts! He's got the style I had back in the day!"

"hahahahahahahahahaha……"

Wu Wanli looked at the telegram, paused slightly at first, then laughed heartily with admiration.

To be honest, he himself hadn't anticipated this move, but he had no doubt about his desire for victory.

Even if he loses to everyone, including himself, he will not give up this opportunity to become famous in one battle.

"Commander, this is ultimately a risky endeavor. Even a 50% chance of success is probably too high. We can't pin our hopes on this."

"Give me a hundred-man suicide squad, and I'll personally charge in this time. I guarantee I'll take down this ring of fortifications and barricades in the French inner defense line!"

Looking at the bodies of the soldiers who had fallen on the front lines, Yu Congrong's eyes flashed with a bloody red as he spoke.

"Watch!"

Wu Wanli raised his gun, aimed at the distance, and quickly pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Four shots rang out in quick succession, and four machine gunners on the French position instantly fell to the ground dead. The machine gun fire stopped in an instant.

But soon, new French soldiers took over from the machine gunners and continued to fire recklessly, and the intense gunfire rang out again.

"Commander, this will only work temporarily!"

"The misfired machine gun will be replaced by new French troops, so we still have to charge in and end the battle!"

Seeing this, Yu Congrong said somewhat anxiously.

"The misfired machine gun will fire again, but the dead French soldiers are dead forever."

"There were a lot of blacks among these French soldiers. Although they were strong in close combat, their marksmanship was terrible. They could only defend by firing their guns."

"On the other hand, our Steel Seventh Regiment is full of elites. Their marksmanship is several levels higher than theirs. Why use our strengths to attack their weaknesses?"

"The muzzle flashes from their gunfire are the best shooting targets for our soldiers!"

"Moreover, their commander is already dead and has been pinned down here. Charging would only ignite their instinct to fight to the death."

"After all, once close combat begins, it's easy to get carried away and fight to the death. The French soldiers hadn't even finished raising their bayonets before they were already pointing them at their chests."

Wu Wanli smiled slightly and said.

French troops remaining: 593

French Army Organization (Morale) Remaining: 68%

[French infantry lethality: Ranged (73 points), Melee (96 points)]

[Firepower Battalion Soldiers Remaining: 987]

[Firepower Battalion Organization (Morale) Remaining: 92%]

[Firepower Battalion's lethality against infantry: Ranged (99 points), Melee (95 points)]

He had barely finished speaking when he opened the Sky Eye map of Iron Heart and saw that the information was exactly as he had imagined.

"Commander, according to your method, we'll need about forty more minutes to take Chipyong-ri. Isn't that a bit too slow...?"

"If the battlefield remains deadlocked for too long, I'm worried that the US First Brigade will send its last batch of men to the front lines, which could become the last straw that breaks the back of Pinghe's defenses."

Yu Congrong said.

"We were worried before, but isn't it a good thing that they're now the last ones standing in their place?"

"By then, the 50% probability will become over 90%!"

"Old Yu, this time our enemy isn't just the French army, but also the US 1st Brigade..."

Wu Wanli waved the telegram of the successful raid in his hand and laughed.

"Ninety percent?"

"The number of men that Chenggong and Xu Mumu split up is less than the number of artillerymen in the US First Brigade, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong asked, puzzled.

"Send a telegram to Han Qing and Shi Qian in the guard company, assuring them that we are confident they won't need to break out of the encirclement in this battle."

"Have them move towards the artillery positions of the US 1st Brigade. Once Xu Mumu and his men have drawn the attention of the US forces with their sneak attack, launch a surprise attack immediately!"

A sharp glint flashed in Wu Wanli's eyes as he spoke.

The battlefield situation is constantly changing, and all combat plans must adapt to the situation and cannot be fought in a rigid and stagnant manner.

"Yes!"

The messenger's eyes already gleamed with the hope of victory, and he quickly agreed.

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On a hillside not far from the artillery position of the US 1st Brigade
"Political Commissar, this is the regimental commander's order!"

"If the battle goes well, we will naturally take you into Chipyong-ri to participate in the next defensive battle."

Shiqian looked at Liu Hanqing and said.

"You only listen to the regimental commander, not me, the political commissar, don't you!"

“My father faced much greater hardships during the Long March than we do now, but he never abandoned any of his comrades or fellow soldiers!”

"If it weren't for Wanli, I would have lost my life long ago!"

"I will never leave him behind!"

"Turn around with me and let's go back!"

"Otherwise, I would rather die on the Korean battlefield than live a miserable life in the rear!"

Liu Hanqing pressed the pistol to his head and roared.

"Political Commissar, the regimental commander has sent a new telegram!"

"We are confident of victory in the Battle of Chipyong-ni. The guard company shall move quickly toward the artillery position of the U.S. 1st Brigade."

"Once Comrade Xu Mumu's assault team has drawn the American troops away, we will launch a full-scale attack on the American artillery positions!"

Wu Siyi rushed over with a telegram and said this.

"Xu Mumu's commando team?"

"After they withdrew from Yeoju, they didn't leave. Instead, they came to the Chipyong-ri battlefield to help the main force of the 7th Steel Regiment?!"

Upon hearing this, Shiqian's eyes widened in surprise. The Battle of Lizhou already had a casualty rate of seventy to eighty percent!

They even actively joined the battle, even in a situation where they were outnumbered.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"No wonder he's a soldier trained by Wanli!"

"Never abandon, never give up!"

"Comrade Prehistoric, the commander's orders have arrived. Can we join the battle now?"

Liu Hanqing laughed loudly, feeling somewhat moved as he spoke.

"The commander has given the order, so of course we must obey it."

"Actually, while you were unconscious, our soldiers weren't idle either; they went to scout the surrounding area."

“This is a blind spot for the US military. If we go straight in, we will be right next to the ammunition depot of the US 1st Brigade’s artillery position.”

"If this place is destroyed, a third of the US artillery will be destroyed in the chain of explosions, and the rest will be silenced."

"A prehistoric battle map," he said.

"Destroy?"

"Most people would subconsciously think this way, no wonder only one fierce person like Comrade Wu Wanli emerged from the entire Korean battlefield."

"Do you remember Wanli's first battle that made him famous? How did he fight in Xinxing?"

Liu Hanqing looked at the two of them and said.

"Political Commissar, do you mean...we should seize these artillery pieces and use them to bombard the American attacking forces?"

Wu Siyi was the first to react and asked.

"Not only that, our situation this time is even worse than the Battle of Xinxingli."

"Even if our 7th Steel Regiment fights with everything it has and defeats the US 1st Brigade and the French army, we might still have to face the British 27th Brigade."

"Perhaps the 40th Army will be faster, but we must be fully prepared..."

"After all, the artillery battalion had almost run out of shells after this battle."

Liu Hanqing said.

"The political commissar is right. As soldiers of the Seventh Steel Regiment, we are used to constantly flanking and attacking."

"We are mostly fighting alone, and the main force is always left behind by us."

Upon hearing this, Shiqian chuckled self-deprecatingly and said...

He spoke of it with self-deprecation, but there was an indescribable sense of honor and pride in his heart.

"That's right!"

"Infiltration troops are naturally surrounded by enemy forces. Once we seize the artillery, we'll be prepared to continue fighting!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Siyi immediately agreed.

"Pass down the order. The entire company will depart in ten minutes!"

Liu Hanqing waved his hand and said with a firm gaze.

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US 1st Brigade Command
"Sir, the Chinese army's resistance is too tenacious!"

"Reports from the front lines indicate that they have divided their troops into small squads and are deploying them in batches to defend, which has weakened our air and artillery superiority."

"When our vanguard is about to reach the position, most of them will join the battle."

"That's equivalent to being shot in a line in Europe back in the day!"

"That's what the chief of staff of the U.S. First Brigade said."

"Line up and be shot?"

"They should have collapsed halfway through the execution!"

"They can't possibly hold out until they're down to their last man, can they?!"

Colonel Freeman stood in front of the battle map, looking rather troubled.

“Sir, judging from the situation on the battlefield, their soldiers have not wavered at all, and seem to be truly determined to sacrifice themselves.”

"That's what the chief of staff of the U.S. First Brigade said."

"They're all crazy! These Chinese people are all crazy!"

"What about our people?"

"I refuse to believe that with such a huge firepower advantage, we won't be able to charge forward next time!"

"Why couldn't they fight to the death instead of being driven back!"

Freeman slammed his fist on the table in anger and asked.

The chief of staff of the US 1st Brigade opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't know what to say.

The fact that the US military has been able to launch continuous attacks after such a long and fierce battle shows that it is quite elite.

If it were the Italian army instead, they would probably have surrendered in the first wave of attack.

"Send my guard company up there; they have the strongest fighting spirit. Let them launch the final assault on the southern position of Chipyong-ri."

"In addition, the company guarding the artillery position also reinforced the attack on the other three sides."

"I've deployed all the combat-ready infantry from the 1st Brigade to the battlefield. I refuse to believe we can't take down this 7th Steel Regiment!"

Freeman hesitated for a moment, then frantically gave the order.

"Sir, this is too risky!"

"Any elite guerrilla force of the Korean People's Army that launches an attack could potentially..."

Upon hearing this, the chief of staff of the US First Brigade immediately spoke up.

"Is there no risk in going to war?!"

"If we still can't take it down, I'll put on my helmet and join you staff officers in the charge!"

"I refuse to believe that God will always be on the side of this Chinese army!"

"Even if they are truly made of steel, I will refine them!!!"

Freeman slammed his fist on the table and roared.

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, the chief of staff of the US First Brigade had no choice but to agree.

(End of this chapter)