Uncle Shazhu, a simple-minded man in a courtyard house, persuades people with reason.

"My wife, Bai Ling, I guess you've already guessed. Don't worry, imperialism is just a paper tiger. I'll bring you spoils when I get back. Hmm... local specialties aside, there's only kimchi here. It's too sweet!"

In the confidential office of the Public Security Bureau, Bai Ling, who had been promoted to section chief, held the letter and tears streamed down her face. On the newspaper cover on the table was the big boss's announcement about the war!

With his half-baked thesis on "Special Forces," He Ping'an not only successfully secured the first ticket to fight in Korea, but also rose from an ordinary main force regiment commander to the commander and political commissar of the corps' directly subordinate special service regiment, which was quite an unexpected bonus.

Given that the special operations regiment was only an experimental unit of 500 men, the corps had no specific missions other than a supporting operation. This gave He Ping'an a great deal of autonomy…

Disguised and infiltrated, they boldly attacked the rear of the South Korean 8th Division. After all, it was a corps, and many elite troops had been drawn from it. He Ping'an couldn't just watch the 38th Army become a rat army and its generals.

The all-powerful foresight... The special operations regiment and the 38th Army attacked from both sides, and the South Korean division, which was only a puppet army unit, had no chance to escape. Except for a few that went into the woods, they were basically annihilated!

When headquarters found out, they issued a verbal commendation, wishing the special operations unit great success. With this achievement, He Ping'an was completely unrestrained. Like a free-roaming tabby cat in the countryside, he would disappear for ten days to half a month at a time.

They spent their days roaming enemy-occupied territory, carrying out decapitation strikes, destroying supply lines, and sometimes even raiding warehouses. In just one month, the entire special operations regiment received a new generation of weaponry.

The entire force consisted of Garand, Thompson, and Lao Gan Ma (a popular chili sauce brand), with mortars and bazookas deployed down to the squad level. As for consumables like ammunition and grenades…

He Ping'an set a rule: as long as you can carry it and it doesn't affect marching or fighting, you can take as much as you want.

Later, He Ping'an, who was on the run, actually led his special agent regiment to the eastern front to join in the fun, and just happened to run into the American army's great retreat.

After several days of marching through the mountain valleys, He Ping'an finally saw the Shuimen Bridge, which had been bombed and rebuilt three times in history. If the Korean War was the pinnacle of an army's spirit and will, then the Shuimen Bridge battle was a miracle of an industrialized nation…

Eight sets of M2 steel-wood standard track bridge components were completed in 8 hours; the Air Force conducted a 1000-kilometer "express delivery" precision airdrop; and powerful air and ground support was provided for engineering operations.

From ordering in Tokyo to the tanks crossing the bridge, the entire process—from factory to airlift to engineers to air-ground cover—took only 58 hours. Meanwhile, the Chinese People's Volunteer Army had given them six months to repair the bridge!

Modular steel bridges – works of art in industry!

Blowing up the bridge? Impractical! But that doesn't mean He Ping'an has no other options… Blowing up the bridge is for annihilating the enemy. In that case, let's find a way to eliminate as many enemies as possible!

It's undeniable that the US military's equipment is powerful, arguably the best in the world right now. However, this very strength can also be its weakness! While superior equipment grants the US military formidable combat power, it also creates fatal flaws.

Heavy tanks and heavy howitzers mean the US military can only maintain its speed of movement under good road conditions. The Watergate Bridge... tens of thousands of people will be stuck in a small area. It's a godsend!

He Ping'an raided several arms depots at random, obtained enough explosives, and then worked day and night to bury over three thousand explosive charges, carried on people's backs and shoulders, on the north side of the Watergate Bridge and along the route the US military was bound to take.

They covered it with soil, sprinkled snow, and tamped it down, so there was no need to worry about being discovered. Then, taking advantage of the lax American defenses, they completely destroyed the Watergate Bridge. Not to hinder the enemy, but purely for psychological pressure.

An orderly army, even in retreat, will take turns providing cover as it withdraws. In this way, He Ping'an's minefield would be less effective at inflicting maximum damage.

Blowing up the bridge was a blatant way of telling the Americans that their rear was being monitored. Although the US military would still provide alternating cover, mistakes were inevitable in the heat of the moment. Even the slightest mishap could cause congestion.

A 5-kilometer-long minefield, along with mortars and bazookas, buried nearly two regiments of American soldiers in ten minutes.

Having given the American troops a harsh lesson, He Ping'an naturally dared not continue loitering around the Watergate Bridge. Each of them, clad in a white cloak, slipped into the deep mountains under the cover of night and fled back to the western front.

The main reason was that his father-in-law, with his flexible morals, was leading troops on the eastern front—a notorious bandit—and He Ping'an was afraid of freezing his bare bottom in the dead of winter. He didn't dare go! Because of this, Bai's father sent a special telegram mocking him, comparing him to Yu the Great, who, while controlling the floods, passed his home three times without entering!

Anyway, the special operations regiment got a collective first-class merit and a commendation from the whole army this time! The individual second-class merits were just a shower of medals, nothing to brag about.

After running around for almost two months, although the results were fruitful, the soldiers and horses were exhausted. The special operations regiment temporarily served as the army's guard regiment to take a rest.

He Ping'an finally had time to write a letter expressing his longing, and also strongly condemned Bai's father's attempt to make him return to the western front naked! He was essentially tattled on him! He felt no shame whatsoever for this.

Based on his father-in-law's personality, He Ping'an concluded that Bai's father's letter of complaint had already reached home before his own letter.

Time flew by, and it was New Year's Eve. The army headed straight for Seoul, the heart of South Korea. He Ping'an also enjoyed the thrill of visiting another country's capital without needing a passport. The third campaign saw the army advance smoothly without any major battles.

The only pleasant surprise was that He Ping'an started it; back then, the Presidential Palace wasn't the Qingmozhou (Green Demon Curse) Palace, it was called Jingwutai. After collecting some perfumes and other women's luxury goods, He Ping'an, on a whim, carved something on the entrance...

"He Ping'an was here," seven large characters.

Seeing this, the soldiers behind him naturally followed suit. Humans have a herd mentality. Especially in the military, if you're marking someone and I'm not, wouldn't I look like a coward?

In the end, the entire presidential palace was covered in graffiti—pillars, plaques, walls—and even the floor tiles were torn up. I heard that when the South Korean president returned, he was so angry he nearly vomited blood.

They wanted to rebuild, but there was a war going on! And after the war, they had no money! So it dragged on until the late 20th century, when the proud Korean people could no longer bear it and started crowdfunding to finally rebuild!

South Korea has lost a great tourist attraction, and the number of tourists visiting South Korea has plummeted!

After the Third Battle, Ridgway entered the scene. The old man was truly something else, employing the same "magnetic tactics" as in history.

However, none of this affected He Ping'an's special operations regiment. For every 20 kilometers the American troops retreated, he would pursue them for 30 kilometers. In short... they would penetrate deep behind enemy lines. Decapitation strikes, harassment, and sometimes even attacks on supply lines!

Time passed day by day amidst the sounds of gunfire and explosions. He Ping'an and his special operations regiment were upgraded from being directly under the Corps to becoming a special operations brigade directly under the Volunteer Army Headquarters. The number of personnel surged to two thousand, the elite selected from the entire army, the seeds of future success.