The battle has been going on for three days, and the US army's offensive is not as good as the other, and even after the two sides ceased fire, the withdrawn US troops threw up poker under the mountain.

"T mother, is this here to fight or play cards?" A soldier on duty said beside Ma Youde.

"According to me, this American army, just those three axes, there will be no tricks after cutting, and they can only call a ghost if they can fight this position!"

"Don't let your guard down, the battle is not over yet, maybe the U.S. military has some tricks that are useless!"

Ma Youde wrapped his coat tightly, took out a bayonet and played with it in his hand, but because he was not comfortable with gloves, he put it away and sighed: "When will this battle be over, I really want to go home and see ......"

The soldiers here are not very old, eighteen or nineteen years old is just enlisted, but they have experienced the most brutal war since they joined the army, the War of Resistance against Japan and the Korean War cannot be compared together, because there is a huge difference between domestic and foreign countries.

During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, our Eighth Route Army had a variety of logistical support, the most important of which was the support and support of the people, but what about here? Who will embrace you? The people of North Korea? The people of this small country are dying of starvation, how can they support the soldiers who fight for them, not to mention that the population of this North Korean province is not even comparable to that of a province in China, how can they supply a volunteer army with hundreds of thousands of troops?

Most of the supplies of the volunteers were sent from the Chinese mainland, and the railway line transported by the US military became the main object of care of the US military, after some emergency repairs, the railway bridge has been repaired, and the cotton clothes transported have also arrived in North Korea, and the train that is preparing to return was blocked again by the bombed railway in North Korea.

On the seventh day, the soldiers got their own winter clothes, and Song Shilun also began to prepare for a counterattack on Tokugawa, but the problem of ammunition made him give up this plan, and he could only wait for the soldiers who rushed to repair the railway to send them ammunition as soon as possible.

The railroad soldiers who are competing for time with the enemy planes, working overtime to repair the bombed-out railway, their speed determines the action plan of the front-line combat troops, they are the entire battlefield, not facing the enemy head-on, but a vital part of the people, the chairman and Mr. Peng are also very concerned about them, even Premier Zhou personally went to the northeast to direct the supply of logistics and the construction of the railway.

Finally, on the thirteenth day, the train that successfully arrived twice delivered the ammunition to the front line, and the day of the counteroffensive came.

The already weak American troops, as if they knew the news that the ammunition was about to reach the volunteers, gathered a large force again on the thirteenth day and pressed on the three main targets.

After getting the ammunition supply, the volunteer soldiers took Song Shilun's Ninth Corps as the spearhead, tore open the elongated battle line of the American army, rushed into the hinterland of the American army, not only recovered the previously lost position, but also drove the American army back to the south of the Qingchuan River again, without the threat of low temperature, the volunteer soldiers roared, took advantage of the victory to pursue the American army and retreated from the riverside, and began to stick to Tokugawa.

In the evening, the 38th and 39th Armies, which had finally received supplies, were also preparing to launch a counter-charge, and the emotions that had been suppressed for more than ten days were released, and early the next morning, the soldiers fought hard with the American troops.

Zhang Weimin learned the order of his superiors from the radio, his face, which had not been washed for many days, stretched out, touched his long hair, and shouted heroically: "Great! Can't wait! ”

He strode out of the command room, crossed his waist, raised his hands and laughed, "Guys! It's time for a counteroffensive! Pick up your guns and kill Lao Tzu! ”

The originally dull atmosphere in the cave suddenly became lively, and they were really fed up with the damp and stuffy air-raid shelter here, and the soldiers showed a sense of liberation on their faces, took a sip into the palm of their hands, grabbed the gun on the ground, clenched it, and jumped out of the air-raid shelter under the leadership of their company commander.

When Ma Youde and Wei San also came out, Wei San stretched his waist, looked at the remnant sun under the already clear sky, and said: "It's time for us to move, it's time to suffocate Lao Tzu these days!" ”

Then he patted Ma Youde on the back and shouted, "Let's go!" It's time for us to make the scene! ”

Those soldiers at the foot of the mountain were playing poker and waiting for the meal, where did they expect the battle to turn around so quickly, when the shells from the direction of the 114th Division exploded among them, it was already too late, and hundreds of volunteer soldiers rushed down like waves on the mountain, they were blown up by shells and couldn't even find their own guns, where could they organize an effective defense, and only one round of artillery fire blinded more than 1,000 of them.

Some panicked GIs dropped the pokers in their hands and tried to escape, but after their commander killed two deserters, they stopped in place and tried to find their weapons, and the entire US camp became a mess.

The approaching vanguard unit fired the gun in his hand one step earlier, and the roaring sound vented all the breath that he had suffered in the past few days.

"Kill! Let you Yankees blow up Lao Tzu! ”

"Haha, let's taste what grandpa's bullets are like!"

"Don't compete with me, I'm going to kill a hundred American soldiers!"

"You can flash aside, the first work is our third company!"

"Roll the calf, it's definitely the most of us in a row!"

Wei San also rushed to the camp of the US army at a very fast speed, constantly harvesting with the guns in his hand, the US soldiers relied on the presence of two tanks, and carried out a round of counterattack, the tank only fired one round of shells, and was rushed to the front of the volunteer soldiers, and the charge immediately turned into a close combat, this time it was no longer the US army rushing to the camp of the volunteer soldiers.

Under the great change of roles, the volunteer soldiers gave the US army a wonderful and abnormal battle to seize the camp, one by one the desperate erection completely paralyzed the US soldiers to the ground, some of the US troops who were frightened by this momentum, jumped into the jeep, fled in smoke, and the slow ones gave up resistance, raised the gun above their heads, knelt on the ground and surrendered.

Now in the entire camp of the U.S. Army, only the tanks with teeth and claws are still resisting, a little soldier looked at the tank nervously and asked Wei San: "Squad leader, how can we clean up this Iron King?" ”

There may not be a shooter in the tank, because Weisan didn't see the shooter controlling the machine gun, and the two tanks were just turning the barrels and trying to blow up the fighters around them with shells, but a shell exploded out again, blowing up three fighters at once.

Wei San's hair was about to stand on end when he saw this scene, he no longer hesitated to take three steps and make two steps, ran towards the tank, and in the middle of the way from the waist of a soldier lying on his stomach, he touched two grenades and popped out, at the moment when the tank stopped firing, he jumped and grabbed the handle on one side to the tank, he opened the fuse of the grenade, and after a second delay, the observation window on the tank was opened, and Wei San threw the grenade into it with a flick of his hand.

There was a muffled sound, which shook the tank, and the tank stopped, and the hatch at the top rolled out a puff of black smoke and opened, and a soldier with a bloody face stuck out his head, he raised his arms and shouted: "Don't kill me, I surrender!" ”

When Wei San wounded the three soldiers on his side by opening fire, he didn't intend to spare his life, as soon as he pulled out the Mauser on his waist, he pushed the head of the plane on the head of the tank soldier, and wanted to shoot, when suddenly a loud shout came: "Wei San, what are you going to do, don't kill the prisoner!" ”

Wei San gritted his teeth and looked back to see that it was Zhang Yongping, and roared angrily: "Capture you MLGB!" He killed my comrade-in-arms! I want him dead! ”

Zhang Yongping choked in place, as if he couldn't believe that Wei San dared to scold him, the whole person froze, and then pointed at Wei San and stumbled: "You.... You.... Do you still have the discipline and the consciousness of being a party member? Hurry up and get me down! ”

Wei San's gun still didn't move the soldier's head, his teeth were bitten, his heart was ruthless, and he was just about to pull his fingers, another tank opened fire again, and several soldiers were affected by the artillery fire again, Wei San hated to stun the tank soldier with his grip, and rushed to another tank that wanted to escape.

Ma Youde, who was chasing after him, shouted: "Squad leader, gun!" Yaoyao threw the gun in the air, Wei San turned around and took the gun, and seeing that the tank was about to escape, Wei San suddenly stopped in place and turned back.

When he turned around, the red in Wei San's eyes made Zhang Yongping's heart skip a beat, what was he going to do?