The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 808 US Army Division

Now it's too late to realize that we took the wrong path.

They walked for almost twenty hours, wasting too much time on this road, and finally discovered that they were on the wrong road.

"Wrong way!?"

Zhou Mao felt a little confused and anxious: "We have been separated from the main force for so long, and now we are on the wrong path. Can we still catch up?"

His worries were not groundless, as all the volunteers moved forward to pursue the enemy.

Not only did they break away from the main force, but they also took the wrong route. I don't know how long this delay lasted, let alone where the main force was now.

"Don't worry, we can still catch up."

Xia Yuan comforted.

The volunteers attacked very quickly, but as long as they did not run into the territory of the foreign devils, it was only a matter of time before they returned.

I just hope nothing happens to the third company commander and the others.

In all the battles they fought against the US military, except for a few battles, the volunteers fought extremely hard in most of the battles.

Even Xia Yuan, who was invincible in single combat, did not go smoothly in the few battles he participated in.

The US military likes to use powerful artillery to clear the ground, and air power cooperates with ground troops. For the volunteer soldiers with Xiaomi and rifles, this is definitely a dimensionality reduction strike.

Therefore, the Volunteer Army only advanced extremely fast in the early stages. After the enemy reacted, the Volunteer Army's battle with the US military was very difficult.

"May I?"

Zhou Mao was a little confused.

He has been in the army not much longer than Xiao Heping, and his only supporter, Liu, was also injured. If he encounters danger, he really doesn't know what to do.

Xia Yuan is still young. No one knows what Xia Yuan did in the previous battle. Captain Sun meant that it should be kept secret.

Therefore, now that he was separated from the large army, not to mention Xiao Heping, Zhou Mao was very panicked.

Not to mention Translator Zhao.

The only two people who are stable are the elders Liu and Xia Yuan.

Needless to say, Xia Yuan's abilities, Old Liu followed the Third Company all over the country and never encountered any kind of danger. Although the danger he encountered this time was terrifying, it was not insurmountable.

After joining the Eighth Route Army, they encountered many difficulties, and they were eventually overcome one by one.

The elder Liu has always been optimistic.

After waking up, he learned that they had gone the wrong way, so he comforted everyone: "Don't be afraid if we go the wrong way, the only fear is that we don't have the confidence to go out."

The eldest brother Liu realized that he was the oldest in this team and he had to shoulder heavy responsibilities even if he was injured.

After a brief tidying up, everyone regained their confidence and set off on the road again.

They head in the direction they came from.

"I've determined my direction, and if I keep walking out, there will be no problem."

Xia Yuan carried Old Liu on his shoulders. This road was difficult to walk. Old Liu's leg had not been treated for a day, and the blood on the wound had turned to ice, making it difficult to walk out from here.

The others' physical strength was limited and they would never be able to get out carrying Big Liu.

This important task also falls on Xia Yuan.

"How much dry food do you still have?" Liu asked Xia Yuan.

"There aren't many left." Xia Yuan touched the shriveled grain bars. When they walked out, each of them carried one on his back. They spent most of the time eating compressed biscuits brought from behind.

In the early days of the war, the US military misjudged the strength of the Volunteer Army, especially MacArthur, who firmly believed that China did not dare to send troops, and even if it did, the strength would not exceed 50,000.

As everyone knows, the first batch of volunteers entering North Korea has already reached 300,000 troops.

This includes a large number of logistics personnel. The US military has not yet blocked the logistics supply routes of the volunteers. Logistics at this time is very smooth. A large amount of supplies are transported to the Korean battlefield, and the soldiers can be fed.

When Xia Yuan and the others were separated from the troops, except for Translator Zhao, the four of them carried a grain bar with them, and all the captured American cans were handed over to the battalion headquarters logistics.

They rarely carry.

Therefore, after this journey, everyone did not have much food on them.

Old Liu frowned, "Last night, you used the noodles in the grain bars to make soup, what else?"

Xia Yuan didn't say anything. The food bars were withered. There was nowhere to eat.

The elder Liu said: "You eat mine first. You are the only one who consumes the most energy in our team."

Xia Yuan shook his head: "I can hold on."

"This is not a matter of persistence. If you want to go out, you must have a good body. Don't let your body collapse before you go out."

Old Liu's tone was stern.

Xia Yuan smiled and said: "Squad leader, I have carried you so far and I haven't seen my body collapse. Don't worry, I know my body well. I used to carry a two hundred kilogram wild boar on my back for more than ten miles on the mountain road. It’s no problem, it doesn’t matter to you.”

"Bragging you."

The elder Liu smiled and cursed.

Even if he knew Xia Yuan was telling lies, there was nothing he could do.

noon.

Several people hid under the tree, with their cotton-padded clothes draped behind them, lying motionless in the snow.

The roar of engines came from the sky and enveloped the valley. After a formation circled above the valley, it roared towards the north.

The five of them emerged from the snow. Translator Zhao shook off the snow on his body: "There are so many American planes. We walked here for only more than ten miles, and we encountered two groups of American planes."

Elder Liu was experienced and said: "This shows that we are going the right way. When we went the wrong way before, we encountered many fewer planes, but look now, there are more American planes and they are carrying out their mission. We The troops may be located in front or behind."

Xiao Heping and Zhou Mao were a little excited. Old Liu's words were undoubtedly inspiring, which made a stone fall from their hearts.

Xia Yuan stared around and put Old Liu on the ground, "Let's replenish it first. If we encounter an enemy and want to replenish it, it will be too late."

They didn't have much on them, just some fried noodles. The snow melted, and the fried noodles were poured into hot water and stirred. It was a simple batter.

The few cans had been eaten long ago, and Zhou Mao dug up wild vegetables and poured them into the pot, which added a few nutrients.

After a simple lunch, I had some hot noodles and put them into my stomach. My whole body felt warm, which dispelled a little bit of the cold.

Setting off again, everyone's pace was obviously faster. It seemed that they were happy to know that they could catch up with the large army soon, and they seemed to have endless energy in their bodies.

Stepping on the white snow, climb up the mountain.

Climbing to the top of the mountain, Xiao Heping was suddenly overjoyed: "The road is a road!" Everyone looked down the mountain and saw a winding and spacious road.

"We are heading in the right direction now." Old Liu wiped away the tiredness on his face. He had previously wanted to give up. If he hadn't been worried that he would give up and Xia Yuan would not be able to get out with them, Old Liu would have been there long ago. Just give up and save yourself from becoming a burden to a few people.

Fortunately, Xia Yuan's strength remained consistent and he carried him on his back for dozens of miles, giving Liu hope.

They came down from the mountain and did not go directly to the road. Xia Yuan went to the road to check first and came back to tell them the general situation:

"There are ruts on the road, there are quite a few, and there are also ruts from tanks. The US military is walking this road." Xia Yuan squatted on the ground and glanced at the faces of several people: "It's just that the snow is deep. It's probably because we wasted a lot of time earlier, so we need to hurry up and chase them."

"Okay, then let's set off along the highway." Old Liu nodded.

Since the US military has passed by, it is likely to retreat.

At this stage, they were carrying out a major counterattack, chasing the US military all the way.

As for the war situation being unfavorable to the volunteers, these people never thought that the domestic war gave many soldiers enough confidence. Even in the face of the world's most powerful country, the soldiers remained fearless and brave.

As we walked into the evening, the sky became dark, leaving a long trace on the winding road.

In a village that was bombed by US military planes, several people hid in the still intact houses, lit a bonfire, and surrounded the bonfire. On the bonfire was an iron pot with hot water boiling in it.

"Take a break tonight."

They did not rest during the day and traveled at night.

To chase a large force, resting at night would affect visibility, and a lot of time had been wasted before, so everyone wanted to work harder.

They boiled water to wash their faces and feet, drank some hot tea, and washed away the tiredness on their bodies. The two of them hugged each other and lay on the bedding, and fell asleep in a short while. They fell asleep very quickly.

Xia Yuan stood at the door, holding his gun and looking quietly at the ridge in the distance.

Even though we know that the US military seldom moves at night, we cannot lose the vigilance we should have, especially on this battlefield.

The night in North Korea is very quiet, and the sky is very clean. The stars hang in the sky and twinkle. The moonlight is bright, reflecting the white snow in the mountains.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Mao got up and Xia Yuan went to rest.

After sleeping for more than two hours, before there was even a glimmer of light in the sky, everyone woke up and prepared to walk a little further on the eve of dawn.

Xia Yuan knew that the direction was right, but it was not clear whether their location exceeded the volunteer army's front line.

You can only find the enemy, or one of your own.

Only OK.

When the sky shimmered, they had climbed over two mountains and rested in a forest.

Zhou Mao warned, Xia Yuan rubbed his sore feet.

Translator Zhao and Xiao Heping were filling water into the marching kettles of several people. They said it was water, but they also put some snow in the marching kettles. After the snow melts, it turns into water.

After loading it, Xiao Heping hung the marching kettle on his body and said to Translator Zhao: "Translator, I'll do it."

Translator Zhao's hands were red and slightly swollen from the cold. Looking at Xiao Heping's hands, he trembled: "It doesn't matter, I'll do it."

Xiao Heping glanced at his hand and said worriedly: "Your hand."

"It's okay, I used to play in the snow a lot when I was in Beidong." Translator Zhao said with a smile on his face. He liked these little warriors very much.

Old Liu's responsibility, Xiao Heping's simplicity, Zhou Mao's energy and Xia Yuan's independent style.

"These are small things, just keep them warm in your pocket."

Translator Zhao stood up, screwed on the lid of the kettle, distributed it to everyone, took a short rest, and then continued to move south.

Since they didn't meet any North Korean comrades along the way, they never figured out where they were. After walking for a long time, they didn't meet any of their own people, let alone hear the sound of gunfire. This was very strange.

As a result, Xia Yuan began to wonder whether they had strayed from the direction again.

Even if you can clearly distinguish the north, south, east, and west, if you take too many detours, you will always lose your way again.

And there are not only four directions, but also four directions: southeast, northeast, southwest and northwest. If you walk for a long time, you will walk in these four directions without paying attention.

It’s easy to get sidetracked.

Therefore, after walking for a while, Xia Yuan had to re-identify the direction and change the route.

Therefore, their journey was difficult.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xia Yuan immediately signaled everyone to stop halfway up the ridge.

Suddenly he stopped and disappeared with a crunching sound on the snow. Everyone stood there, looking at each other. Old Liu asked: "What's wrong?"

"There's movement!" Xia Yuan's eyes moved slightly. With his keen hearing, he heard the roar of the car motor. It was very subtle, but he heard it clearly.

Xiao Heping and Zhou Mao immediately took out their guns with wary eyes.

"Xia Yuan, did you hear that right? Why can't we hear anything?" Zhou Mao said when he saw that the atmosphere was a bit solid.

"It's some distance away from us, it should be on the other side of the mountain." Xia Yuan raised his head and looked up at the mountain in front of him.

There is no mistake in identifying the location of a sound. His ears never miss a message, and they are the second most important source of information besides eagle eyes.

"Then let's go up the mountain and have a look!" Old Liu made a quick decision.

When they climbed up the mountain, snowflakes were falling, and they saw a winding road on the mountain, spreading into the distance.

On the road, there was a fleet of cars.

Trucks, tanks, motorcycles, and a large number of infantry formed a long queue, spreading to the road blocked by the mountain. The long queue was still spreading into the distance, and the team continued to emerge from one end of the road blocked by the mountain.

Seeing this battle, Liu immediately ordered them to find a place to hide, lying in the snow and staring at the US military convoy that suddenly appeared at the bottom of the mountain, with a solemn expression: "My dear, such a long team must be at least one US division."

Encountering a US military division is not a good thing.

The fact that the enemy can appear here means that the Volunteer Army has not yet attacked, and they have seriously separated from the Volunteer Army's ranks.

Xia Yuan also realized this, thought for a moment, and said: "The appearance of this American division here means that our team is not here, and we are too deep."

The elder Liu broke out in a cold sweat. They did not encounter the US military along the way, which was simply a blessing in misfortune.

"What to do next."

Zhou Mao and Xiao Heping had no ideas at all.

The U.S. military below has at least ten thousand people, a large number of supply trucks, tanks, and self-propelled anti-aircraft artillery vehicles. Behind the supply trucks are large-caliber heavy artillery, and the dark barrels exude a clear color.

There were American soldiers standing, sitting, and lying on tanks and trucks, wearing heavy military coats, cotton hats, and steel helmets. Everyone had a smile on their face. It seemed that they were not worried about the upcoming war. Don't worry about enemies appearing suddenly.

It was as if they already had a chance to win this battle.

(End of this chapter)