Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 88 The Great China Establishes the Han-led Allied Army!?
"Lü Chaoran?!"

Upon hearing this name, a flash of disgust immediately crossed Wu Wanli's eyes.

Given the identity of this captured Chinese-American soldier, it almost confirms that he was the traitor who disguised himself as a Chinese and deceived and killed countless Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers.

If it weren't for so many people watching, he would have pulled out his gun and shot the man dead.

"Um... I'm useful! I can help you look after the prisoners!"

“There are some Chinese and Black people in the U.S. military who have been bullied a lot. Forming a small team would be perfect for dealing with those white Americans!”

Lu Chaoran sensed the murderous intent in Wu Wanli's eyes and quickly spoke.

"Company commander, what he said makes some sense."

"It's inconvenient for us to manage the prisoners with too many people, so why not use these people to help manage them?"

Mei Sheng thought for a moment and agreed.

"Form a team to assist in management..."

"What's your name again...?"

Wu Qianli walked up to Lü Chaoran and asked.

"Lü Chaoran!"

"Salute to the sir!"

Lu Chaoran immediately put on a fawning smile and saluted.

“We don’t have officers in our army. If you insist on calling someone ‘commander,’ then call them ‘leader.’”

Upon hearing this, Gao Daxing, who was standing nearby, quickly corrected him.

“You take a group of men out and tie up the other American devils with your shoelaces and keep them under guard.”

"I'll assign a squad to manage the prisoners. You'll need to assist them. Can you do that?"

Wu Qianli stared at Lü Chaoran and asked.

"Yes..."

“I mean, yes, sir!”

Lu Chaoran, who was used to saying it that way, quickly changed his words and saluted.

"Hmph, it's my fault for being too slow; I didn't manage to wipe them all out!"

"Return the prisoners! The Steel Seventh Company has no prisoners!"

Yu Congrong looked at Lü Chaoran's obsequious manner and cursed him without any goodwill.

"Go."

"The rest of you, clean up the battlefield and replenish weapons and ammunition."

"Let's press on and take the Watergate Bridge in one fell swoop!"

Wu Qianli glanced in the direction of the Water Gate Bridge and gave a loud order.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the comrades of the Seventh Steel Company quickly responded.

Soon, everyone was collecting weapons and ammunition on the battlefield.

Wu Wanli, however, was somewhat curious and followed Lü Chaoran with a water bottle, wanting to see what tricks he was up to.

Driven by a platoon of soldiers from the Seventh Steel Company, the prisoners were all pushed into an open space.

These American soldiers, their courage almost shattered, were all dejected.

Only a few U.S. military officers looked at Lü Chaoran with anger on their faces.

"Sir, do you have any instructions?"

Lu Chaoran smiled and looked at Wu Wanli, asking a question.

"Go on, I'll see what tricks you have up your sleeve."

Wu Wanli held the kettle and said expressionlessly.

"Chinese and Black people, step forward!"

Lu Chaoran stood with his hands on his hips and shouted arrogantly.

The American soldiers below were initially somewhat unconvinced, but upon seeing the gun barrels of the Steel Seventh Company soldiers, they had no choice but to comply.

Wu Wanli watched with great interest, and casually opened his water bottle, intending to drink some water to quench his thirst.

"Today, the Great China will establish the Han-affiliated Army Squad!"

"Those who wish to sign up, please step forward!"

Lu Chaoran straightened his back and said arrogantly.

"puff--"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli immediately spat out a mouthful of water.

What the hell is this?! China is going to establish a Han-led auxiliary army?!
He was given a makeshift squad's name, but he's just spouting nonsense!

This Lü Chaoran is a professional traitor, ugh!
Now he's a professional traitor to the United States!

"Sir, do you have any suggestions for improvement?"

Lu Chaoran noticed Wu Wanli's unusual behavior and quickly asked him.

"No, I just choked a little."

"I don't care how you try to fool me, but we didn't agree to any of these things."

"Keep fooling around, as long as it's not too outrageous."

Wu Wanli wiped the water from his mouth and replied.

"Anything that isn't excessive is fine..."

"Okay okay."

Upon hearing this, Lü Chaoran's eyes lit up, and he quickly bowed twice and smiled apologetically.

But when he turned to the American soldiers, his small back straightened up instantly.

"Think about the bullying you suffered before!"

"Think about how those white gentlemen bullied us, how we were discriminated against, are you willing to accept that?!"

Lu Chaoran waved his fist and shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, the Chinese and Black American soldiers below, recalling their past experiences, couldn't help but waver.

"You have all witnessed the great fighting power of the Chinese army!"

"In the Battle of Chosin Reservoir, the Chinese Sky Force advanced triumphantly while the Americans retreated in disarray. It was a hopeless war!"

"As long as we join the Han-affiliated army squad, we can ride on the heads of these white men and become their superiors!"

Lu Chaoran looked at the prisoners below and continued to incite them.

"If everyone is of one mind and walks the right path!"

"We will definitely be able to get good treatment!"

"Those who are willing, come forward and sign up!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Lü Chaoran gave a final encouraging speech.

"Fuck you!"

"You traitorous American dog!"

At this moment, a white U.S. military officer could no longer hold back and charged directly at Lü Chaoran.

"Shit!"

Lu Chaoran cursed loudly, fearlessly took off his leather boots, and swiftly slapped the American sergeant across the face.

The U.S. sergeant felt a sharp pain in his face and fell to the side, landing face-first in the snow.

"Oh shit!"

"You dared to bully me before the Chinese army came, and you still dare to bully me after the Chinese army came?"

"Then the Chinese army came for nothing?!"

Captain Lü pointed at the swollen face of the American sergeant on the ground and shouted.

"puff--"

Hahahaha...you!

"He's got the makings for this!"

Wu Wanli, who was standing to the side, could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered an old friend named Captain Jia.

"Thank you for the compliment, sir!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Chaoran immediately saluted in response.

Seeing this, other Chinese and Black people finally made up their minds and signed up one after another.

Soon, the "Han Puppet Army" squad that Lü Chaoran had been bluffing about was assembled.

They picked up shoelaces and systematically tied the hands of the American soldiers below.

If anyone resists or curses along the way, just punch and kick them; if they don't submit, beat them into submission.

After all, the prisoners fighting amongst themselves was none of Wu Wanli's business.

The prisoners were organized in no time.

……

In the distance, on the open ground

"Reporting to the company commander, all weapons and ammunition have been collected!"

"These American devils are pretty rich, we can never take them all."

Yu Congrong reported to Wu Qianli with a smile.

"Brother, we've taken care of the prisoners, but it seems we have an extra Han Chinese auxiliary army captain, Lü."

Wu Wanli reported, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"A squad leader is a squad leader, why is he called a Han Chinese auxiliary army?"

Wu Qianli was slightly taken aback and asked.

"To become a traitor to both the Chinese and the Americans, how novel!"

Lei Gong also took a puff of his pipe and laughed and cursed.

“Yeah, they look just like those traitors.” Yu Congrong scratched his head, glared at Lü Chaoran with disgust, and cursed.

"Company commander, this does sound strange. Should we stop this behavior?"

Pinghe thought for a moment and then asked.

"Anyway, we didn't agree, so let him say whatever he wants."

"However, this is a new situation, and we will report it to our superiors for a decision when the time comes."

"After all, we should try our best to unite all forces that can be united."

Mei Sheng thought for a moment and then said.

"That's right, let's ignore these trivial matters for now."

"It's his business if he tries to fool us, but we can't give him guns and ammunition."

"Mei Sheng, have you reported the situation to your superiors?"

Wu Qianli thought for a moment and then asked.

"The message has just been sent, and I guess the higher-ups are looking at it now."

Mei Sheng nodded and said.

"it is good!"

"Comrades, let's go!"

"This time, we must take down the Water Gate Bridge in one fell swoop!"

Wu Qianli looked at the seized watch and said.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly agreed.

Before long, the Seventh Steel Company was ready and marched toward the Water Gate Bridge in perfect formation.

……

At this moment, not far away
Kevin put down the binoculars, feeling quite angry.

Although he was a lone American officer who came to provide support, he was not blinded by patriotism.

He originally planned to hide in the shadows and take the opportunity to shoot lone volunteers.

But the battle was fought too quickly.

He had only just arrived when the US military was routed and surrendered.

Therefore, without any opportunity to make a move, he could only continue to endure and wait for the right moment.

I just saw those Chinese and Black people who were previously trampled underfoot actually beating up white American soldiers.

He was so angry he almost couldn't resist opening fire.

"I am a proud American soldier!"

"Endure and defeat the enemy!"

"I can't make much of a difference on my own."

"I'm going to follow them, rescue the prisoners when the fighting gets intense, launch an uprising, and deliver a fatal blow to these damned Chinese troops!"

Kevin suppressed his anger, secretly thinking about his plan, and quickened his pace to catch up with the Steel Seventh Company.

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Provisional Command of the 1st Marine Division
"Sir!"

"Urgent request for assistance from Shuimen Bridge!"

The chief of staff, his hands trembling slightly, handed the telegram to Smith and said...

"Urgent distress call from Shuimen Bridge?"

"Damn it, are you kidding me? Weren't they supposed to be supporting the British?"

Major General Smith took the telegram and said with a puzzled look on his face.

"That's right."

"This is all a Chinese scheme!"

"The British troops were a decoy; their attack was on the Watergate Bridge..."

The chief of staff said with a slightly bewildered look in his eyes.

"Water Gate Bridge?!"

"Are those reinforcements idiots? Why didn't they go back to defend?"

Smith shouted.

"Sir, I haven't finished speaking yet."

"In a very short time, the Chinese army launched an extremely clever mobile warfare operation, completed the surprise attack on the military camp south of Shuimen Bridge, and seized tanks."

"Then we will use our tanks and armored forces to turn around and attack the reinforcements at Shuimen Bridge from both sides."

"Right now, they're probably moving towards the Shuimen Bridge area again, preparing to launch their attack on the bridge..."

"The person who planned this mobile warfare has military command skills that far surpass most West Point cadets."

"Chinese people are really terrifying..."

The U.S. Chief of Staff adjusted his glasses, his eyes filled with shock.

"Fuck you!"

"Damn it, how could those Chinese peasants be such good fighters!"

"They are even more troublesome than some Japanese troops in the Pacific theater!"

"Tell me, how much longer until we reach the Water Gate Bridge!?"

Smith tore the telegram to shreds while cursing, and then asked angrily.

"Sir, it will probably take another 20 hours or so..."

The U.S. Chief of Staff estimated it and said.

"20 hours?"

"Do you think our dear Marshall could hold off that Chinese steel company for 20 hours?"

"Can it go even faster?!"

Major General Smith sneered and said.

“Sir, it’s possible to go faster, but we still have a lot of wounded soldiers, and there are definitely Chinese troops blocking our way along the way…”

Upon hearing this, the U.S. Chief of Staff immediately offered a reminder.

"If the wounded are captured, we can simply exchange them for money."

"But if the US 1st Marine Division were to be completely annihilated by the Chinese army, do you know how much of a shock it would cause internationally?!"

"This is an elite American heavy armored division! Plus the 7th Marine Division's Polar Bear Regiment! And the support of over six hundred carrier-based aircraft!"

"Not to mention the Japanese army in the Pacific, this is something the German army in the European theater has not even accomplished!"

Major General Smith glared at the Chief of Staff and roared angrily.

"I'm afraid it was no less devastating than the defeat of China's Beiyang Fleet by the Japanese..."

After figuring it out, the US military chief of staff shuddered.

"Give Marshall a death order: hold Watergate Bridge for 16 hours no matter what."

"Furthermore, order the troops to abandon some supplies and advance at full speed toward the Water Gate Bridge!"

"We must get to that damned Watergate Bridge within 16 hours!"

Major General Smith slammed his hand on the table and gave a loud order.

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, the US Chief of Staff immediately agreed.

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Water Gate Bridge

The snowflakes, like white butterflies out of control, danced wildly between heaven and earth. They tumbled and rolled freely in the air.

The pump house and pipelines were covered by the relentless snow, blending into a continuous white expanse with the surrounding land.

The raging snow made the bridge silent, with only the soft rustling of falling snowflakes.

Looking at the swirling snow outside, Marshall felt as if there were Chinese People's Volunteer Army ambushes everywhere, and he became uneasy.

"Sir, a telegram from General Smith."

"He ordered us to hold the Shuimen Bridge for 16 hours straight!"

A U.S. Army lieutenant sighed, handed the telegram to Marshall, and said...

"16 hours, damn it!"

"Let him try guarding it if he's so capable!"

Upon hearing this, Marshall was furious and immediately started cursing.

“Sir, General Smith said that if we fail to hold the position, we will be court-martialed.”

"That's what the U.S. Army lieutenant said."

"How many flamethrowers, machine guns, and mortars do we have left?"

Marshall paused for a moment, then asked.

"There are quite a few more."

"With the ammunition depot blown up, we can no longer use firepower to reconnoiter those suspicious snowfields and bunkers without any limits."

"But it's more than enough to maintain the bridge guard duty for 16 hours."

The U.S. Army lieutenant paused for a moment, then said.

"Tell the soldiers to all go to the front lines, no more rotations or rest, including communications and logistics personnel!"

"We must do everything in our power to defend the Watergate Bridge."

"Only by holding out can we go home to eat turkey and celebrate Christmas..."

Marshall sighed and said.

"Yes, sir!"

A pang of sadness swept through the U.S. lieutenant's heart, and he responded in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)