After receiving the battle flag, Zou Xiangrong turned around and stretched out the battle flag, the red fluttered in the wind, and then Zou Xiangrong said to the soldiers of the 358th Regiment: "Listen up, our regiment will definitely be the first to rush into Seoul!" ”

Below, Wang Henian raised his fist and shouted: "Never retreat, enter Seoul!" ”

All the soldiers of the 358th Regiment raised their fists and roared at the sky: "Never retreat, enter Seoul~~!" ”

Wang Henian raised his fist in the air again: "Capture Syngman Rhee alive and take revenge!" ”

"Capture Syngman Rhee's !! Alive"

"Revenge~~!!"

After Zou Xiangrong handed over the battle flag to the standard-bearer, he shouted loudly: "Go!" ”

The 358th Regiment set off first as the first part, and Zou Xiangrong walked down from the high place to salute Jiang Yonghui and said, "Division Commander, let's set off first!" ”

Jiang Yonghui stretched out his hand and hesitated for a moment, and finally patted Zou Xiangrong on the shoulder and said, "Go, don't embarrass Zhang Weimin, you are leading his troops!" ”

Zou Xiangrong replied in a very affirmative tone: "Don't worry, division commander, I will never embarrass the regiment commander, let alone the 38th Army!" ”

Jiang Yonghui returned the salute to Zou Xiangrong with a slight tremble: "Come back alive......"

Zou Xiangrong did not answer Jiang Yonghui, but left with a smile.

As the first wave of troops to attack the defense of Seoul, what the 358th Regiment will face is completely conceivable, how many people can be left in the 358th Regiment today is completely unknown, sacrifice is inevitable, like this kind of frontal impact or daytime, the casualties paid are definitely doubled, the soldiers of the 358th Regiment who left have a resolute expression on their faces, they walked in front of the large army, and they were greeted by heroic eyes.

Maybe this time, they will never see each other again, because everyone understands that Seoul will become a dead land, a dead land that they have every reason to step into.

Today, these heroes are going to seek justice for those soldiers who died in Tokugawa, today, they are going to ask for an explanation for those soldiers who died in Pyongyang, and today, they are going to avenge those soldiers who fell in the chemical weapons, and hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits will watch them knock on the door of the dead land!

The art team was still singing a passionate send-off song, the red satin on the flower drum ignited their enthusiasm, the team began to run forward, the entire 358 regiment pulled up a long line, and thousands of people quickly rushed to Seoul, a few kilometers away.

The pre-war mobilization has not ended, after the departure of the 358th regiment, many regiment commanders took over the battle flag in front of Liang Xingchu, the battle flag fluttered, and the soldiers rushed to the battlefield under the guidance of the battle flag.

In the loud slogan, all the troops of the 38th Army were assigned, and on the vast plain, countless soldiers appeared, those soldiers who held the battle flag did not bring any weapons, and today the flag in their hands is the most powerful weapon, where is the flag, where is the profit behind the flag!

When the 358th Regiment, which was the first to set off slowly, was only a kilometer away from Seoul, thousands of troops stopped, not because they were afraid, but because they were waiting for the signal of the general attack, waiting for the other troops to be in place, and when the signal was launched, the million-strong army would hit Seoul directly, and the first majesty of the volunteers going abroad would be unreservedly smashed on the heads of the Yankees!

Zou Xiangrong came to the front of the team, standing under the battle flag with "Heroic Pioneer Regiment" written on it, looking at Seoul, the battle flag fluttering in the wind was hunting, just like Zou Xiangrong's mood now, the resentment they squeezed in the air-raid shelter will all be released with the wind today, in Zou Xiangrong's ears...... This sound is more like Zhang Weimin is encouraging them!

Looking down from the sky, the current Seoul is like a huge anthill, surrounded by figures moving like ants, dense as black clouds, thick and pressing, the solemn atmosphere before the war no longer needs to be deliberately created, because the killing intent of the soldiers has already covered the whole city.

The American troops in the city have long been in a cold sweat, in their eyes, the Chinese are just rats that only hide in the hole, and their cat with sharp teeth and fangs can't pull them out of the hole, but when these rats come out of the hole, they are afraid.

Why are they afraid, even if they call themselves cats, what does it feel like to be surrounded by millions of mice?

And it seems that those rats are not afraid of themselves at all, they thought that if the Chinese really came to fight Seoul, just the artillery in the city could scare the Chinese away, but when they really came to the front, they suddenly felt that those artillery could not bring them a sense of security.

Fear of death is a common problem that GIs have no medicine for, and now seeing so many people pressing on them makes these GIs feel that the weapons in their hands are as unbearable as children's toys, and some people have even considered how to escape from Seoul and how to surrender when the city is broken, as if they don't mind doing anything as long as they can survive.

What international hegemon, what does it have to do with me, only by living can I enjoy this glory, right?

The army gathered more and more, and the figures of the volunteers appeared in the east, west and north, and today they had no cover, vowing to smash the pride of the Yankees all the time with their flesh and blood!

The two sides did not start the firepower battle in advance, as if they had discussed, waiting for the volunteers to set up a position, and when millions of people stopped at the same distance, Yunshan's headquarters.

Mr. Peng slammed his fist on the circled Seoul on the map: "Let's start!" ”

After the order was uttered by Mr. Peng's mouth, the battle line did not move for the time being, and thousands of fighters of various types in the sky sacrificed their figures.

They are here to create smoke to provide conditions for the advance of the army, and with the appearance of the fighters, the US military is no longer holding back, Li Qiwei laughed loudly: "Come on, blow up these poor rats, hahaha......"

The US Air Force Command asked more than 300 bombers and more than 400 fighters to take off from the direction of Daegu, and at the same time US carrier-based planes took off, and four aircraft carriers also waited for a long time in Incheon.

At 8 o'clock in the morning on March 5, 1951, this time became a memorable moment, and soon there will be many volunteers scattered blood in Seoul, which is not their fate, but it is their mission!

This is a glorious mission, for the strength of New China, for the rise of New China, in order to let those who dare to bully us understand that we are Chinese, we are not the weak ones you imagined, and this battle will definitely let you know our beliefs!

Be willing to die, not a slave!

The warplanes kicked off the battle of Seoul, and the loud trumpets sounded, and hundreds of trumpeters raised their weapons "bugles" at the same time and blew them.

"Toot . . . Honk.. Toot Toot ......"

At this moment, the sound of killing shook the sky:

"Kill~~~~!!!!!!"

(End of chapter)