The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 92 I want you all to go home alive
After the U.S. forces in Liutanli and Xiajieyu met, Smith, the commander of the [-]st Marine Division, held a press conference in Xiajieyu. At the press conference, Smith said that the [-]st Marine Division would turn to Xingnan At the meeting, a reporter asked, should this action be called a retreat?Or retreat?
Smith's answer redefines a retreat. He said that a retreat is called only when there is a safe rear. We are now surrounded, and even the rear is full of enemies, so this cannot be called a retreat, but an attack on the coast.

In fact, the U.S. military at that time had a rear, and many of them.

Behind them is a group of fighter jets in the sky, an aircraft carrier.

The retreat of the U.S. troops in Xiajieyu was scheduled for December 12. Sufficient supplies were needed for the retreat, so the U.S. military dispatched a large number of transport planes to airdrop 6 tons of supplies to Xiajieyu, and will send more than 327.7 troops to Xiajieyu. The wounded were airlifted away.

On the evening of December 12th, the 5th Army had not yet launched a general attack on the enemy in Xiajieyu, because the 26th Army had not yet arrived, but the U.S. military had moved, and the enemy's artillery positions moved almost all the way to Gutuli. Intensive shelling all night, that is, firing randomly, regardless of whether there are enemies in the direction of firing.

This is because the U.S. military has too many supplies and too many shells, and there are a large number of shells that cannot be taken away. They can only fire all the excess shells that cannot be loaded on the night of the evacuation.

At dawn on December 12, the U.S. troops in Xiajieyuli began to withdraw southward to Gutuli.

At this time, the volunteers of the 26th Army had just arrived, and they rushed into battle without stopping for a moment, including the Seventh Company and the Artillery Battalion.

Under the cover of the three heavy cannons of the artillery battalion, volunteer soldiers launched a general attack on the remaining U.S. troops in Xiajieyu. Accompanied by the bombing of U.S. aircraft and the volunteers agitated by the charge, they dragged their tired bodies and paused continuously After arriving at the battlefield, quickly enter the battle.

The U.S. troops in Xiajieyu have already retreated, and there are not many remaining troops, leaving some troops to block the volunteers, but they cannot withstand the charge of the volunteers at all, and retreat steadily.

Xia Yuan held the big eight grains and charged at the front of the Seventh Company relying on his strong physical fitness. His eyes were cold, and after occupying the high ground, he quickly shot and killed the remaining US troops, while Pinghe occupied the other On one side of the high ground, the two successively destroyed the firepower of the US military in Xiajieyu, and led the volunteer soldiers to attack Xiajieyu.

Right in front of the Seventh Company is the artillery position left by the U.S. Army to help cover the blocking troops. The front position of the U.S. Army has been defeated by the volunteers. In just a few minutes, the volunteers have rushed to the artillery position of the U.S. Army. Xia Yuan took the lead, and a grenade An air blast occurred over the heads of the US artillerymen, and the broken grenade shrapnel exploded, splashing everywhere.

Wu Qianli led the Seventh Company into the artillery position of the US Army and started fighting the artillery.

Xia Yuan moved very quickly, his eyes swept across the artillery positions, and he quickly took down a high point of the American army. Standing on a high point, he used the big eight grains to shoot continuously. The bullets accurately penetrated the heads of the American soldiers, and the corpses were everywhere. Terrified of being beaten, they hid in the bunker and couldn't come out. They didn't dare to show their heads, and they just held up their rifles and shot indiscriminately. This level was completely unable to withstand the charge of the volunteers.

But soon, a new firepower point of the US military resisted the charge of the volunteers, and Yu Congrong shouted: "Xia Yuan!"

Xia Yuan stood at a high point, and with a sweep of his gaze, the US military's firepower point was built on a high ground, built with bags of sand and stones, not a bunker, and the magazine of the Garand rifle was loaded with bullets, and the gun was raised. Aim, pull the trigger.

The bullet pierced through the helmet of the U.S. military man controlling the heavy machine gun, and he fell straight on the ground. A U.S. soldier beside him wanted to take over. The next moment, the bullet penetrated his head. Before he could react, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground.

Yu Congrong hid behind the cannon bunker and shouted: "Beautiful!" He charged into the trench with a submachine gun, and rushed at the American troops in the trench.

Under the leadership of Wu Qianli, after a lot of fighting, the artillery position of the U.S. forward position was quickly captured by the Seventh Company. Several heavy artillery stood on the artillery position. People from the artillery battalion replaced the U.S. artillery position. Blood, even broken limbs can be seen, and the smoke of gunpowder permeates the battlefield, which lasts for a long time.

"Turn the muzzle and aim in the direction of Xiajieyuli Airport!"

Battalion Commander Yang put away his gun, shouted, holding a cannon, and under the reasonableness of several soldiers, turned the muzzle of the cannon and aimed it at the airport in Xiajieyu.

"The seventh interspersed company! Continue to attack!"

Wu Qianli held his hat, shouted, put the submachine gun behind his back, and hooked his fingers at Commander Yang.

Battalion Commander Yang froze for a moment, threw the gun in his pocket to Wu Qianli, and said grinningly: "What do you want your rotten gun to do when you have a gun? It's a search."

Wu Qianli grinned, gestured to Commander Yang, and led the Seventh Company to continue attacking in the direction of Xiajieyuli.

Xia Yuan didn't care about tidying up the battlefield, put his gun behind his back, picked up the bullet pouch of the American army, and filled the bullet pouch on his body with bullets, while following the troops and continued to run towards Xiajieyu-ri.

In the sky, U.S. fighter planes were roaring, and heavy machine guns were continuously firing at the front positions of the Volunteers. The bullets soared into a cloud of blood. In order to carry out an annihilation campaign against the First Division of the U.S. Marine Corps, the Volunteer soldiers changed their previous offensive strategy and also attacked the Volunteers during the day. The enemy in Jieyu launched an attack.

It can be said that the Volunteer Army pursued the [-]st U.S. Marine Division against the repeated bombing and strafing of U.S. aircraft and the continuous firing of U.S. heavy artillery.

Hastily going into battle, the 26th Army, suffocated, launched an attack on the enemy in Xiajieyu from the west and north lines of Xiajieyu.

At noon, the volunteers captured Xiajieyuli.

At this time, only part of the U.S. blocking troops were left in Xiajieyu, and they were quickly wiped out by the volunteers who rushed in. Xiajieyu was empty, and the U.S. troops retreated from Xiajieyu with a large number of weapons, ammunition and equipment. , All the artillery shells that could not be taken away had been fired as early as the night of the 25th, and the weapons, equipment and supplies that could not be taken away were burned and blown up on the spot.

After the Seventh Company rushed into the US military airport, what they saw was a large amount of supplies and car wreckage.

Yu Congrong looked at the materials burned by the U.S. military and cursed angrily: "These bastard foreign devils would rather burn than stay."

Xia Yuan kicked away the burnt supplies, and you can still see some embers of burned cotton clothes inside. When the US military Xingnan Port, they will directly blow up the weapons, ammunition and equipment left on Xingnan Port, and they have never left a single bit of volunteers. .

The U.S. First Marine Division retreated in the same way as the Liutanli troops. The artillery was divided into one and two groups to alternately cover the retreat of the troops. In the sky, hundreds of aircraft bombed the high ground near the evacuation road of the First Marine Division in turn.

The sound of artillery has never stopped since the first division of the U.S. Marine Corps began to evacuate. The soil on the hills on both sides of the road was overturned by artillery fire, and the fortifications built by the volunteers were also destroyed. The bombing was carried out to block the U.S. troops on the road.

And this kind of highland often has only one company of soldiers, more than 100 people. Most of the volunteer soldiers on the highlands did not even see the U.S. troops, and only a dozen or so were left after being bombed by U.S. planes and heavy artillery. This is the second time that the Volunteers have fought against the U.S. military, and it is also the second time they have seen the terrifying firepower of the U.S. military.

That is, the Korean War caused volunteer soldiers to suffer from a severe fear of insufficient firepower.The U.S. military suffered from night-time combat phobia. In the later period of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, there was even a situation where more than 100 people in a U.S. military company were equipped with 150 night vision goggles. In the later period, the Volunteers hoarded a large number of heavy artillery and shells and purchased them on loans from the Soviet Union. Lots of heavy firepower.

Gradually, they became like each other.

As the first U.S. Marine Division withdrew to Gutuli, Commander Song of the Ninth Corps turned his attention to a bridge between Gutuli and Zhenxingli.

Water Gate Bridge!
A paper order from the headquarters was sent to the seventh interspersed company.

The Seventh Company had just entered Xiajieyuli not long ago. After checking the airport to make sure there were no U.S. troops, Wu Qianli put away his gun and shouted: "Clean the battlefield, collect all the weapons and equipment that can be used, and carry the wounded to the camp. And cook something in a can."

"Disband!"

"Yes!"

With a gun on his back, Xia Yuan walked to the corner in front of the camp, grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on his face, grinning uncontrollably.

His cheeks were sore from the cold, as were his hands.

Lei Gong came over, "Frostbite?"

Xia Yuan nodded, "It's okay, just a small problem. It was much harder to practice martial arts before, and I was bruised from being taught every day."

Lei Gong took out the remaining bit of frostbite medicine from his pocket, and gave it to him, "Wipe it on your face."

Xia Yuan looked at the medicine in his hand, turned his head to see that Lei Gong had already left, smiled knowingly, put the medicine in his arms, and was not willing to use it, turned his head and began to rummage in the garbage dump of the US military, the US military always left something , It is a treasure for the volunteers.

Soon, he found a small half box of cans that had been dismantled and thrown in the corner. His eyes lit up, and the date on it had expired. Xia Yuan didn't mind it, so he opened the cans and put them in his pocket.

During this period of time, the cans have already been eaten, so they can only eat some batter and boiled potatoes, which are tasteless, and the soldiers still eat very delicious. After all, in such a cold weather, they can have a warm meal. The food is enough to satisfy the soldiers of the Seventh Company.

The soldiers in the cooking class who were in charge of cooking were already digging the smokeless stove to cook. Several soldiers gathered together and were cooking today's meals, and their murmurs could be heard from a distance.

"Is there any canned food?"

"No, I searched all over the corner and outside the wall, but I found some leftovers from foreign devils."

"Rinse the canned food with hot water to make it taste salty, and leave the meat for the wounded."

"Row."

They heard movement behind them and turned their heads to see that it was Xia Yuan.

A soldier said: "The food is not ready yet."

Xia Yuan smiled and patted his bulging pockets.

Several soldiers' eyes lit up, and they gathered around, "What good things did you bring?"

"That must be delicious."

Xia Yuan opened his pocket to take a look, revealing several cans of food.

"Hey, hey, don't grab, don't grab."

After a while, several soldiers held Xia Yuan down, and searched out all the cans in his pocket. One soldier said, "Hey, I'm lucky again today, thanks to you."

Xia Yuan smiled happily and said, "You guys do it first, and I'll find some later."

"Okay, I'll give you an extra piece of meat then."

"Hey."

After leaving, Xia Yuan looked at the huge US military camp, "Hey, is it so difficult to find something to eat?"

With a gun in hand, Xia Yuan rummaged around the U.S. military camp, and decided to walk to the east where the U.S. military supplies were stored. Maybe he could find some food. After walking not far, two soldiers rushed from both sides. After coming out, Xia Yuan reacted very quickly. He took a step back to avoid the double-teaming of the two soldiers, and kicked one soldier to the ground with a sharp kick. He reached out and grabbed the gun to aim at the two.

After seeing the two clearly, they turned out to be two disgraced volunteer soldiers.

The two soldiers were also stunned when they saw who they were attacking.

Xia Yuan put away his gun and pulled the soldier he kicked up from the ground. The soldier said, "You are so skilled, I almost thought I caught my tongue."

Xia Yuan smiled: "The U.S. troops have been beaten away, the tongues you brought, which part do you belong to?"

The soldier speaking a strong Henan dialect said: "We are in the 63th Division of the 168rd Army, what?"

Xia Yuan said: "It's a great honor to meet the seventh interlude company of the First Regiment."

He said again: "It's not that the water rushed into the Dragon King Temple. I almost made a move. I just offended you. After all, your skills are really good."

"Where is it, the reaction is faster, that's it, I won't go forward, I want to go back to the company."

Xia Yuan said with a smile, waved to the two, turned and left.

Didn't find much to eat, so Xia Yuan had to collect some leftover canned food from the US military's tent, which seemed to be relatively complete. Fortunately, the weather was cold enough, and the canned food would be frozen after a short while. He also found a lot of cans that had just been unpacked and not eaten.

Packed it in an old sleeping bag, and returned to the Seventh Company, Xia Yuan distributed the cans he had collected to the soldiers in charge of cooking. He saved a few cans and went to the camp, and saw Wu Wanli sitting on the bed of the US army, wrapped in An army green blanket, stepped forward and handed the only good can to Wu Wanli, "It's ready."

Wu Wanli raised his head and said solemnly, "Brother Yuan."

Xia Yuan said: "What's wrong? A little unhappy?"

Wu Wanli nodded: "Many people died."

Xia Yuan patted him on the shoulder: "There is no war where people don't die. I will die, and you will die too. What we can do is to do infinite things in a limited life."

"Go, carry the wounded to the house."

Yu Congrong commanded two soldiers to carry the wounded, and walked in from the outside. Seeing the two, he asked cheerfully, "What are you two talking about?"

Xia Yuan handed the last can to Yu Congrong, and Yu Congrong patted his pocket: "I have it, I just found it."

Xia Yuan smiled, put the last can in his pocket, and said, "Xiao Wanli is a little unhappy."

Yu Congrong smiled and asked, "Have you not killed enough?"

Wu Wanli shook his head: "It doesn't matter anymore, I want you all to go home alive."

The smile on Yu Congrong's face faded, he patted Wu Wanli, and said to Xia Yuan, "Xiao Wanli has grown up."

Xia Yuan nodded, and said solemnly: "Yes."

He also had this long-cherished wish in his heart, but after several battles, his comrades around him fell one by one. His only long-cherished wish now is to do his best to reduce the casualties of the soldiers of the Seventh Company.

"Let's go, go eat something. Xiao Wanli, eat something later when you come out."

"Hey."

Xia Yuan smiled at Wu Wanli, turned around and followed Yu Congrong out.

The cook used a U.S. Army helmet as a pot, used cans and batter, mixed snow, cooked a few pots of batter, poured some U.S. military canned vegetables and beef cans into it, and used empty cans as bowls to serve some, shouting Said: "Everyone came over to eat."

Soldiers gathered in a large camp, occupying the place of the US military. The life that should be lit, the treatment of frostbite, the treatment of frostbite, the food, and the food. With the end of the battle in Xiajieyu, the US army arrived in Gutuli, and the pursuit of the volunteers It can only be stopped, which also gives the soldiers some time to rest.But it does not mean that it has stopped. After the break, the pursuit and interception of the US Marine Division [-] will continue.

In the tent, it was warm, and the soldiers of the Seventh Company gathered together. Xia Yuan took the pot and walked to Lei Gong and sat down, drinking in small sips, until the end of the drink, he saw two thin slices of beef.

Xia Yuan threw two slices of beef into Lei Gong's jar, then ran away clutching the jar, and turned around with a mischievous tone: "Eat more, make up your body, it's not easy to climb mountains and ridges when you're old. "

"Hey, whoever you say is very old, come here for me."

Lei Gong was so angry that he stood up and wanted to chase him.

Xia Yuan ran away without a trace.

Lei Gong happily looked at the two pieces of meat in the jar, walked up to a wounded soldier, and gave him the two pieces of meat.

"Every platoon leader, start a meeting!"

Lei Gong put down the jar and went to the meeting.

Of the four platoon leaders of the Seventh Company, there were only three left, and the second platoon leader died in the battle in Xinxingli. Mei Sheng sat on a stool, and Wu Qianli held a deformed, steaming tea mug, drinking in small sips.

Mei Sheng was silent for a long time, then said in a hoarse voice: "Each platoon reports the number of casualties."

Yu Congrong changed from his usual hippie smiling face, with a heavy dark face, and took out the cloth strip of the sacrificed soldier from his pocket. This is the martyr strip, also known as the honor strip. There are two strips, one on the jacket and one on the trousers. After the sacrifice, you can know who the sacrificed soldier is and where he came from through this cloth strip.

Yu Congrong's voice was a little hoarse, and he touched the honor slip in his hand, "23 people in a row will be reduced."

Every honor bar represents a fresh life, Yu Congrong's eyes were misty, and he handed the honor bar to Wu Qianli.Wu Qianli lowered his head, took the honor slip with a silent face, and held it firmly in his hand.

The deputy platoon leader of the second row handed over the honor slips he had collected, and said, "The second row sacrificed 21 people."

"The third row has reduced staff by 18 people."

"Four platoons suffered 15 casualties."

Lei Gong smoked a dry cigarette and gave the honor strip in his hand to Wu Qianli, showing no expression on his face. In this battle, the seventh company suffered a lot of casualties, and the reduction in personnel was very serious. Glory strip.

Mei Sheng said solemnly: "77."

Wu Qianli silently took out a piece of white cloth from his satchel. The white cloth was already filled with a thick stack of honor strips. He looked at the honor strips in the white cloth quietly with a calm expression.

Since Qilian walked all the way, too many brothers have left them. Many brothers have no bones left, and even the honor strips on their bodies have not been found. There is only a vague number and crossed out name recorded in a notebook. .

There is no war without sacrifice. It is these ordinary people who can no longer be ordinary, who have written one after another elegy.

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