The next day, before dawn, we left the small North Korean village, and before leaving, Armani told us to remember to go back to see her after the battle, the so-called military-civilian relationship, which is exactly that.

To this day, the US military does not know that we have entered the DPRK to fight, or in other words, although the US military has discovered some small and scattered troops, they are arrogant and unwilling to believe the fact that we have entered the DPRK, and in their eyes, we are still the country that is bullied and weak. Soon, we will tell them with practical actions that we have stood up and that arrogance comes at a price.

Today's breakfast is boiled corn, because we have entered the DPRK for the first time, and the preparations have been done well, and at the same time, we are relatively close to the country and it is more convenient to replenish and supply, and the US military has not yet bombed our logistics indiscriminately, so our food at this time is quite good. When it comes to the second battle, I'm afraid we will have to eat fried noodles. So I cherished this time and ate corn in a big bite. The steaming corn tastes fragrant and sweet, and has a sticky feeling.

Winter mornings are unusually cold, and steaming corn left outside will soon become as cold and hard as stone. Even though we were wearing thick clothes, we still felt our teeth chattering and even had difficulty walking. The howling north wind blew us like a blade, making us feel bursts of pain.

Because he kept walking, his body was not too cold, and there was only a shiver when the cold wind penetrated his body. But as time went on, I could barely feel the presence of my ears, and we walked like this, without anyone talking. Being in such an environment made me feel a little depressed, and suddenly, a familiar voice came into my ears, you say, what is the difference between this Yankee and us? The person who spoke was Grandpa, and he still couldn't hold it back after all, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

I slowed down, walked side by side with him, and told him slowly, "Americans are fair-skinned and tall, and most Americans have yellow hair and blue eyes." What, the eyes still have this color, it's amazing. Wang Jianbing behind me commented in a trembling voice. "Isn't that just the same as the old man, Maozi, Zheng An, who was walking in front of me, looked back at me. He is from the Northeast and is naturally frost-resistant, so his voice is relatively normal, and the trembling voice is much quieter. He had dealt with the Soviets, so he quickly understood the specific physiognomy.

Well, I nodded, "because the Soviets and most of the Americans are white." ''White? Grandpa looked at me suspiciously. I explained, "Yes, the world is big, divided into different states, and we and the Japanese Koreans are both yellow, so they look no different from us. And most Americans are white, which is very different from how we look. And the old, Maozi also belongs to the white people, which looks very similar to the Yankees. ‘’

Qiu Xingxing nodded: "I've seen the Japanese, if you don't say it, no one will recognize it." At this moment, Hou Kaidong, who had been silent, spoke: "You said that most people are white, so what about a small number of people?" "Hou Kaidong is the oldest and oldest of us, and his military skills are very tough, but he has always been a big soldier, and it is said that even the platoon commander gave him three points.

When I heard what he said, everyone around me asked me, 'yes, what's that little part?' "I can't think of it, I can't think of it. Hou Kaidong is very careful, I thought silently in my heart. There is also a kind of people, called black people. As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence. Blacks? Grandpa asked me with some doubts; Is it the black one? Yes, I nodded. : 'Negro is black skin, black eyes, black hair. In short, except for their teeth, they were all black all over. ’

Everyone fell silent after listening to what I said. Even Hou Kaidong's face showed a hint of surprise. After a long time, Grandpa said in some disbelief, 'Is this still human?' Sounds like a youkai. Yes, everyone was surprised, and it was a bit more than they knew.

I understand their reaction, in that era of liberation, most people were still illiterate, and they lived a life with their backs to the loess and facing the sky. It's a bit beyond their knowledge. As strong as 38, the army has been frightened by a black force and did not dare to attack. This is not to blame for their stupidity and ignorance. At that time, the country was in ruins, and the people's cognitive level was limited.

I cleared my throat and said aloud: "Comrades, do not be afraid, these blacks are no different from us except for the color of their skin, they are all the same as us with two legs, two hands, and one head. Moreover, these blacks have low combat effectiveness and a weak will to fight, far worse than those whites. Even white people are nothing to be afraid of, and although they are well armed, their willpower is far less strong than ours. Our volunteers are to defend the country and help our friends, and we are the teachers of justice, as long as we have firm faith, the final victory will definitely belong to us. ”

Okay, I don't know who took the lead in applauding, but the applause around me became louder and louder, so much so that I was a little embarrassed. Grandpa looked at me adoringly. Suddenly, the applause was interrupted by a buzzing sound, and the plane. Hide quickly. The voice of the company commander was heard in the distance. We ran into the surrounding forest and hid ourselves, and there was a strong sense of tension in the sound of suppressed breathing. The trees in the forest are dense, and we are not worried about being discovered by American planes. At this time, the sky was white. In order to prevent being discovered by the American planes, the company commander took more than 100 people from the whole company to rest in the woods temporarily.

The plane turned around a few times, and then disappeared from our field of vision, and with the departure of the plane, our hanging heart was finally let go. I looked back at my gear and felt a sense of sadness.

In the early days of our entry into the Korean War, it was extremely difficult to provide both weaponry and logistical support, and the Chinese army had done its best to strengthen the strength of the first batch of volunteers to join the DPRK, but despite this, the firepower of our volunteers was still far inferior to that of the US army.

Take our 39th Army as an example. The 39th Army is the most sophisticated in weaponry, known as the U.S. armament unit, equipped with a total of 7,320 Japanese Type 38 rifles, 1,512 Type 79 rifles, 2,408 American-made Springfield rifles, 3,058 American-made assault guns, 790 Czech-style light machine guns, 168 American-made M1918 light machine guns, 117 British-made Bren machine guns, 155 American-made M1917 heavy machine guns, 7 Japanese-made 92 heavy machine guns, 260 60-mm mortars, and 82 81-mm mortars. 15 82-mm mortars, 12 120-mm mortars, 12 American-made 107-mm chemical mortars, 9 domestic six-barreled 102-mm rocket launchers, 36 92-mm infantry guns, 12 Type 41 mountain guns, 12 Type 94 mountain guns, and 12 American-made 75-mm mountain guns. The above is all the weapons and equipment and quantity of the 39th Army, which is known as the strongest in the Volunteer Army.

Tight rifles, we have more than three, light weapons alone are equipped with nine models from four countries, and artillery is even more varied, they are ten models from different countries. This has added even greater difficulties to the already fragile logistical support system of the Volunteer Army. The logistical supply to us is undoubtedly worse.

Not only that, because most of those weapons were produced a long time ago, coupled with the excessive use in many years of fierce wars, the performance of the weapons has been seriously degraded, and many of the gun wires and rifling have been smoothed, and there is no accuracy at all when shooting, and the damage is very serious.

Our army's weaponry system is too complex and chaotic. Not only do a large number of old and obsolete weapons exist in large numbers, but also weapons are imported from different countries in the world, and there are all kinds of weapons, and the more common ones introduced are German, Japanese, American, British, and Soviet-style weapons, and there are also French-style, Belgian, Czech, Italian, Spanish, and other fragmentary light weapons from almost all European and American countries, typical "international brand weapons."

It was not until 1951 that we began a large-scale refitting of Soviet-style equipment. And the U.S. military is nothing compared to us. In terms of the Air Force, take the 1st Marine Division of the US Army as an example. Each infantry battalion is equipped with front-line aviation control personnel who can call for aviation fire support by radio at any time. This directly led to the fact that the volunteers could only march and attack at night, and during the day it was the world of the Americans.

In terms of tanks, the 1st Marine Division of the US Army: each regiment has a tank battalion, four tank companies, and a total of 70 tanks, including M-26 Pershing tanks and M-4A3 medium tanks. Each anti-tank artillery company of each Marine regiment had another 5 tanks.

In terms of artillery, the 1st Marine Division of the US Army: there are three artillery regiments, each regiment is usually equipped with a 105 mm grenade battalion, a shell battalion, a tank company and an engineer company. The fire support units of each infantry battalion were equipped with 12 batteries of 107 mm heavy mortars. Each Marine regiment also had an anti-tank artillery battery, armed with 75 mm recoilless guns and five tanks. The artillery regiment of the 1st Marine Division has three 105-mm howitzers, and the artillery battalion has a total of 54 105-mm howitzers and artillery guns. There is also a 155-mm heavy howitzer and artillery battalion with a total of 18 guns. In addition, the regiment has a 114-mm rocket artillery battery, as well as anti-aircraft guns, anti-aircraft machine guns and other automatic weapons owned by the air defense forces.

In terms of communications equipment, the 1st Marine Division of the US Army: Each Marine Regiment has complete radio stations and other communication equipment all the way to the platoon level, and can receive almost uninterrupted fire support from the Air Force at any time.

In terms of light weapons, the main infantry weapons of the 1st Marine Division of the US Army are Garand M1 7.62 mm semi-automatic rifles, Browning M1918A2 automatic rifles, 7.62 mm M1919A4 heavy machine guns and 12.7 mm M2HB large-caliber machine guns. These light weapons of the US military are all masterpieces of light weapons in World War II, and their performance is excellent and reliable.

U.S. officers and soldiers wore hooded winter hats, woolen underwear, sweaters and trousers, and weatherproof mountaineering jackets over their jackets. Combat boots have two or three layers of wool insoles inside. And the reconnaissance company of the Marine Division even used bulletproof vests that had just been developed.

The mechanized replenishment of the US army was extremely rapid and the ammunition was plentiful. It can also be replenished by airdrop in special cases, so there is plenty of ammunition and firepower. Neither infantry weapons nor artillery shells run out, and the U.S. military has ample cars and armored vehicles. Due to air superiority, in addition to air transport and airdrops, it is possible to make extensive use of railways and ports for transport transfers.

Such a contrast is heart-wrenching, and the comprehensive national strength of the two countries is reflected in the logistics support and equipment allocation of the war. And the U.S. military, which has just gone through the baptism of World War II, has reached the point of perfection in this regard, and when I think of this, I can't help but feel a little disappointed, how much sacrifice our volunteer soldiers have paid to push the United Nations Army all the way to the Yalu River.

Suddenly, a whistle for an urgent assembly interrupted my thoughts, and as I prepared for battle, I heard the company commander roaring in the distance.

What's going on? I asked the squad leader, who had just returned, and while sorting out the machine guns, the squad leader replied that the scouts had spotted a group of puppet troops in front and were ready for battle. Then he ran to the front, so fast, about to fight? I clenched my rifle and quickly followed him, running forward.