Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 59 The position of regimental commander will be given to Wu Wanli!

The bugle call to charge tore through the sky as the Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers launched a fearless attack on the American positions.

After the Seventh Steel Company destroyed their armored forces, the firepower of the US defenses was significantly weakened.

Tan Ziwei, the leader of the 3rd Battalion of the 1st Regiment, led his troops to break through the American positions and engage in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the Americans in the trenches.

When the news was reported to the 27th Army headquarters, the chief of staff excitedly took the battle report and handed it to Kong Jie.

"Commander, the First Assault Regiment has taken the lead and opened up the situation. Should we switch to supporting roles in other areas, concentrate our superior offensive forces to move in, and focus our main attack on this area?"

The chief of staff suggested.

"Assists? No assists, it's all fucking offense!"

"The Seventh Steel Company has brought us artillery support, which is equivalent to a corps-level artillery support in the Volunteer Army. I've never fought a battle this rich in my entire life!"

"Pass down the order: under these circumstances, if any regiment still can't take the position, the regimental commander can quit his job and become the director of the clothing factory, a stable boy, or even a cauldron maker... do whatever you want!"

"Let Wu Wanli take the position of regimental commander!"

Kong Jie slammed his hand on the table, excitedly exclaiming.

"Commander, isn't that a bit too harsh...?"

The chief of staff was startled and asked.

"Heavy?"

"Tell me, which of those main force regiments can compare to the Steel Seventh Company's record?"

"Say it like I said it! I will show no mercy if I fail to take this position!"

Kong Jie stood with his hands behind his back and said resolutely.

"Yes!"

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

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Soon, when the telegram reached the front lines, the commanders of the main regiments were filled with pent-up anger and ordered their troops to launch a fierce attack.

Command Post of the First Assault Regiment
"Guards, come with me!"

"I will personally oversee the battle! We must be the first to break through the American devils' positions!"

The commander of the assault regiment picked up a light machine gun and roared.

"Commander, Commander, please calm down!"

"What kind of commander personally goes to the battlefield!"

The regimental political commissar quickly offered some advice.

"Regimental Commander? If you can't take it, then you can call him Regimental Commander Wu Wanli!"

"Damn it, I'm really curious, are all the Steel Seventh Company soldiers some kind of superhuman!"

"We're completely suppressed, yet they still managed to take over the Polar Bear Regiment's command post and control the US artillery?"

The commander was also quite puzzled.

"Commander, why are you arguing with the Steel Seventh Company?"

"The Seventh Steel Company received its honor personally awarded by the Commander-in-Chief!"

"Wu Wanli in that story is a ruthless guy who can shoot down planes and fight tanks!"

"You must not take such risks like them!"

"No matter how powerful the Steel Seventh Company is, isn't it still part of our regiment?"

The regimental political commissar seized the regimental commander's machine gun and earnestly advised him.

"That's true, they're from our group after all..."

"You telegraphed the front lines to tell them about your intentions, give them a good beating!"

"If we still can't get to the front lines, don't stop me, I'll definitely go to the front to help!"

The regimental commander took a deep breath and calmed down before speaking.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the regimental political commissar finally breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Soon, the order for the assault regiment to launch a fierce attack was issued to the front lines.

Other regiments also received similar orders.

Every volunteer soldier was determined, and under the bugle call, they launched attack after attack against the remaining firepower of the American forces.

Under intense attack, the US military initially managed to put up a tough resistance using its remaining fortifications and firepower.

However, with the command post losing contact and morale being shattered by their own artillery fire, the US forces were finally unable to withstand the Chinese People's Volunteer Army's offensive and were soon reduced to only about a thousand remnants.

More than 700 American soldiers surrendered directly, while the remaining 300 or so retreated to the rear.

However, with the 27th Army pursuing them, it was only a matter of time before they were completely annihilated.

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US 31st Regiment, artillery position
"Company commander, everything is ready. The American devils are completely covered by enemy fire. We can move in!"

"However, I'm a little curious. We've already dismantled the American devils' command system, so why don't we try to recruit them all?"

"Why does Wanli insist that we take out these American artillerymen?"

Yu Congrong stared at the American artillery not far away and said in a low voice.

"Wanli, what Lao Yu said makes sense. How about we take down some of them and then recruit the rest?"

Wu Qianli's heart stirred, and he asked Wu Wanli.

"no!"

"A large number of American prisoners of war will be a burden to us."

"The battle in Xinxingli has been going on for a long time, and we don't have much time left..."

Wu Wanli's heart tightened, and he looked at the sky and said.

If things had gone according to plan, they would have won the battle not long before American bombers would have come to bomb them relentlessly.

Lei Gong perished in the flames, sacrificing himself heroically.

Wu Wanli's goal, besides rescuing Lei Gong, was also to acquire the hundreds of cannons of various calibers here!
This artillery configuration is stronger than an entire corps of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army!

Taking the 27th Army of the 9th Corps of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, where the Steel Seventh Company was located, as an example, the entire army had more than 5 people, and from the army level down to the company level, the number of artillery pieces was pitifully small.

When the 27th Army went abroad to fight, strictly speaking, there were no artillery units attached to the army within its organizational structure.

However, it was assigned to the original Jiaodong Military Region Artillery Regiment - the 4th Artillery Regiment of the East China Field Army Special Column, which at the time was a heavy artillery unit of the 16th Artillery Regiment.

当时的炮兵16团是骡马炮兵团，装备：9门105毫米榴弹炮，18门75毫米野炮。

The 105mm howitzer was the largest caliber and most powerful artillery piece in the entire 9th Army Corps at the time.

而这里的美军炮营：大概拥有155毫米榴弹炮4门、105毫米榴弹炮12门、106毫米迫击炮9门！
81毫米迫击炮10门、60毫米迫击炮21门、75毫米无后坐力炮10门、57毫米无后坐力炮21门！
If Wu Wanli's plan to protect the artillery succeeds, the Ninth Army's artillery firepower will be 300% stronger!
"Company commander, the political instructor is here anyway. Forget about the prisoners, just kill them all!"

"As long as we fight fast, they won't have time to surrender!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong stood up and voiced his support.

"Yu Congrong, these cannons are all treasures, don't damage them."

Lei Gong showed no mercy and instead became worried about the cannon.

"Brother, don't hesitate!"

"Trust me!"

A hint of anxiety flashed in Wu Wanli's eyes as he urged.

"Let's get to it! The whole company will sneak over there!"

"Wanli, you fire the first shot!"

"As soon as the gunfire rings out, the Seventh Steel Company will launch an attack!"

Wu Qianli hardened his heart and said.

"Yes!"

After agreeing, Wu Wanli took the lead and charged towards the American position.

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At this time, on the American positions
"What's going on? Why are you all sitting down?"

The U.S. artillery lieutenant looked at the U.S. soldiers who were all resting, his brow furrowed, and he had a bad feeling.

"Sir!"

"After the entire artillery barrage was finished, the guys were all exhausted!"

"A U.S. Army sergeant said, panting."

"Guys! Cheer up!"

"America's artillery and armor are invincible!"

"The main force at the front has retreated to the second line of defense!"

"If we can hold out until our air force and reinforcements arrive, that will be victory!"

The U.S. lieutenant, supported by the gun, stood up, walked to a high place, and loudly encouraged the U.S. troops present.

However, the American artillerymen present only glanced at him before leaning back against the ammunition box to rest, too exhausted to utter another word in response.

"Okay, guys, ten minutes of rest at most..."

The U.S. Army lieutenant was also somewhat discouraged and said.

However, it was precisely because of his encouraging speech that Wu Wanli successfully identified the US military commander.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot rang out, and a hot bullet spun rapidly, piercing the head of the U.S. lieutenant.

A pool of blood mist mixed with brain matter splattered onto the cannon barrel, emitting a strong stench of blood.

"What?"

The American soldiers present stared wide-eyed, frozen in place, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"Fire!"

Not far away, Wu Qianli suddenly rushed out, holding a Thompson submachine gun, and started firing at the American soldiers.

"kill!"

Yu Congrong picked up a machine gun and pulled the trigger hard at the American soldiers.

In an instant, all the soldiers of the Steel Seventh Company appeared together, carrying various submachine guns and machine guns, and fiercely fired at the American artillery.

"Da da da da da da da..."

A barrage of gunfire rang out, and countless fiery serpents poured forth, instantly forming an invisible web of death.

Bullets rained down like a storm, the dense barrage striking the ground and sending up clouds of dirt and stones.

Many American soldiers were shot in before they could even react, their bodies riddled with bloody holes, and they died on the spot.

In an instant, cries of agony, calls for help, and roars echoed across the battlefield.

Their figures appeared and disappeared amidst the fire spitting from the gun barrels, falling one by one, leaving behind pools of blood.

"Don't let a single enemy escape!"

Wu Wanli roared and charged ahead towards the artillery position.

Seeing this, Yu Congrong and others formed combat squads and swept in like autumn leaves to eliminate the remaining American troops.

Ten minutes later, the gunfire gradually subsided, leaving only screams and intermittent groans on the battlefield.

"Happy!"

"Company commander, these artillerymen are exhausted from bombarding us, and with our surprise attack, they have no chance to fight back!"

"Except for those who were seriously injured and wouldn't live long, we killed everyone else!"

Yu Congrong said with a smile.

"Beautiful!"

"These American devils' cannons are much more imposing than the Japanese ones..."

At this moment, Lei Gong grinned like a child, touching this cannon barrel and looking at that howitzer.

"American devils' cannons?"

"Now they belong to our Chinese People's Volunteer Army!"

"Lei Gong, I haven't broken my promise. This batch of artillery is more than enough for our Volunteer Army to form an artillery regiment!"

Looking at Lei Gong's satisfied expression, Wu Wanli couldn't help but say something.

"Yes, yes! It's ours!"

"Wanli, you are the most promising child I have ever met!"

"Hahahahahaha..."

Lei Gong looked at the batch of cannons with satisfaction, and smiled with tears in his eyes.

"It seems the comrades are in high spirits after winning the battle!"

At this moment, Mayson, leading American prisoners, walked over with a smile.

"Instructor, look at these artillery pieces, aren't they great!"

"If only they were all given to the Steel Seventh Company!"

"That feeling of hitting exactly where you point was so exhilarating!"

Yu Congrong said with a smile.

"You little rascal, you've got quite an appetite!"

"If we give them all to the 7th Steel Company, then let's stop flanking and expand them into an artillery regiment!"

Wu Qianli glanced at Yu Congrong and smiled.

"Brother, now is not the time to be complacent!"

"There are plenty of military vehicles here, let's quickly transport as many of these artillery pieces as possible, we absolutely cannot leave them standing still!"

Wu Wanli looked at the sky again with concern and said.

"Comrade Wu Wanli, there's still time before dawn, is it really that urgent?"

Gao Daxing, who was standing to the side, followed Wu Wanli's gaze to look at the sky and asked a question.

"urgent!"

"Trust me, it's right!"

Wu Wanli thought of the marker flare in the darkness, his heart tightened, and he urged.

"Company commander, whatever the reason, do it the way Wanli does."

"Our Steel Seventh Company's glorious achievements today are all thanks to Wan Li."

Upon hearing this, Mei Sheng did not hesitate at all and immediately voiced his support.

"it is good!"

"Steel Seventh Company, mobilize all military vehicles, and if there aren't enough vehicles, use manpower! Move these cannons away at full speed!"

Wu Qianli glanced at Wu Wanli and gave the order with complete trust.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Seventh Steel Company readily agreed.

Soon, even the American prisoners of war who had just been in command were mobilized to help the Steel Seventh Company transport artillery and shells.

On a military vehicle
Lei Gong, holding a captured mortar, was in high spirits and chatted with Wu Wanli about the deeds of the old revolutionaries.

Getting carried away with the conversation, Lei Gong cleared his throat and started singing.

"Everyone says... Yimeng Mountain is beautiful!"

"The scenery up in the mountains of Yimeng is so beautiful!"

"The green hills and clear waters...how beautiful!"

"The sorghum is so red...and the rice flowers are so fragrant!"

"…………"

"The scenery up in the mountains of Yimeng is so beautiful!"

Lei Gong gently tapped the mortar casing with his fingers, and his rough yet melodious singing echoed in the snowy night.

"Lei Gong..."

Upon hearing the familiar song, Wu Wanli choked up and shed tears.

According to the original plan, in order to protect the Steel Seventh Company from being bombed by American aircraft, Lei Gong resolutely loaded the marking flares onto the vehicle.

The scorching white phosphorus emitted by the marker round burned Lei Gong's body. Lei Gong, driving a jeep and singing this Yimeng Mountain folk song, sent the marker round far away, saving the Steel Seventh Company.

Finally, when Lei Gong was rescued from the overturned jeep, his last words were: "Don't...don't leave me here alone..."

"You little brat, what are you crying for!"

"Hasn't this a victory?"

Lei Gong put down the mortar with a puzzled look, wiped away Wu Wanli's tears, and asked.

"Lei Gong, after the Korean War is over, come back to our hometown of Huzhou, Zhejiang with us..."

"I will take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die..."

Wu Wanli stopped crying and forced a smile as he spoke.

"Hahahahaha..."

"I'm such a decrepit old man, yet Wanli still remembers me!"

"Fine! You have a whole brood of grandsons, and I'll take care of them for you!"

After hesitating for a moment, Lei Gong finally agreed to Wu Wanli's request for the first time.

"it is good!"

"Then we have a deal!"

Wu Wanli nodded repeatedly and said.

Just then, the vehicle stopped, and Lei Gong and Wu Wanli unloaded the mortars and shells from the vehicle before returning to the original artillery position.

"Wanli, you've come at the perfect time!"

"If our Seventh Steel Company helps us move one or two more barrels, the entire artillery unit will be ready for relocation!"

At this moment, Deputy Company Commander He Changgui spoke in a Sichuan accent.

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli and Lei Gong got out of the car and walked towards the ammunition box in the distance.

However, just as they reached the ammunition box, a sharp osprey whistle rang out.

"Beep——————"

"Airplane! The American devils' planes are coming!"

Wu Qianli blew the cormorant whistle and ran while shouting loudly.

(End of this chapter)