At 10 o'clock in the morning on July 27, 1953, remember this historic moment.

After two years of arduous negotiations, the representatives of various countries finally signed an armistice agreement for the Korean War at Panmunjom, demarcated the "38th parallel," and agreed that the armistice agreement would come into force 12 hours later.

Putting aside the rights and wrongs of history, political factors, and the stance of the state and the nation, and considering only from the perspective of people's surnames, this war has been fought for too long and the price paid is too great.

Even when the representatives of various countries were sitting at the negotiating table, constantly negotiating, constantly grinding and constantly probing, the US side also conveyed to the Chinese side the request of Commander Smith of the 1st Marine Division...... He wanted to meet a commander he had never met during the Breakout Battle in Jieyuli.

Division Commander Smith really wanted to see which commander dared to take a division of troops to pursue him when the 1st Marine Division had already withdrawn from Zhenxingli and other Chinese troops had stopped pursuing him because of supply problems, and even went deep into the area controlled by the United Nations forces alone. When the 1st Marine Division entered the "safe zone" and was able to join up with friendly forces in a few hours, they fought a beautiful surprise battle, almost in front of their own door, completely destroying their exhausted remnants of the army that had been through too many battles!

This Chinese commander, who can only be described as bold, played another clever trick before the friendly forces of the United Nations forces encircled them, and just when everyone thought that he would withdraw his troops as quickly as possible to get out of the predicament, the commander seemed to be unsatisfied, and then fought a classic ambush that could definitely go down in the example of the West Point War, and successfully inflicted heavy damage on a British tank regiment chasing after them.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, he actually gathered elite troops with companies as units, crossed mountains and mountains to take shortcuts, and successfully grabbed the front of the 1st Marine Division, and once again carried out an absolutely unexpected special surprise attack on the 1st Marine Division, annihilating the guard company of the division command post with a momentum like a bamboo, and almost let him directly end Smith's division headquarters.

Division Commander Smith has experienced two world wars, and he has really never seen a commander who can be so aggressive on the battlefield who does not know how to advance or retreat, let alone live or die, and he really exerts the genius surname of the military to attack, attack and attack again to the limit.

After the lone expedition of the Labor Division, the commander was like a magician who turned his hands into clouds and rain, and he led his troops of an integrated division to miraculously avoid seventeen sieges by the combined forces, and finally succeeded in withdrawing to the area controlled by the Central [***] team in the futile farewell of the United Nations forces.

Division Commander Smith asked himself, even if he retained his current military command experience and quality, and was thirty years younger, and let the western cowboy-like adventure and romance in his body be brought into full play, he would never dare to command a division of troops on the battlefield to carry out this kind of attack that simply does not know how to advance or retreat, but can turn decay into magic.

It really requires too radical adventurous spirit, too precise logical reasoning and intelligence analysis ability, more nerves tougher than a steel wire, and a commanding charisma that can only be described as a spiritual leader.

"If it's possible...... I also wanted to meet the special forces commander who blew up the Watergate Bridge four times. I really want to see what kind of character can blow up the Watergate Bridge once, and we have already sent troops to defend it, and still blow up the second, third, and fourth arteries of life and death that we have to pass through when we retreat! ”

Located six kilometers south of Shuiligu, the Watergate Bridge is a load-bearing bridge across a cliff of dozens of meters, and it is a life-and-death communication line that the 1st Marine Division must pass through when retreating, and it cannot be ignored!

The first time Chinese troops blew up the Watergate Bridge was on December 1, 1950, when the 1st Marine Division did not send troops to defend the bridge, and the squadron only needed to send a small force to capture it. On December 4, the 1st Marine Division had decided to retreat through the Watergate Bridge, and sent troops to repair the Watergate Bridge again, and after sending a platoon of troops to garrison it, about a company of Chinese troops annihilated the defenders on the bridge in one fell swoop and blew up the Watergate Bridge again.

It was on 7 December 1950, when the 1st Marine Division was retreating on all fronts, that the elusive unit, which was at most a company, once again forcibly assaulted the Watergate Bridge, which was defended by a company of marines, and successfully blew up the Watergate Bridge for the third time.

When the 1st Marine Division received the report of the attack and immediately sent the advance unit to support the Watergate Bridge, trying to keep the life-and-death trunk line of their retreat, the advance unit encountered layers of sniping by the Chinese [***] people by means of high-precision sniping, and a battalion of troops, before reaching the Watergate Bridge, the officers above the non-commissioned officer level were killed by all the snipers, and they could only withdraw to the division headquarters again.

On 8 December, the advance unit of the 1st Marine Division finally occupied the Watergate Bridge, where they saw the tragic appearance of the company commander stationed at the Watergate Bridge being completely annihilated. It was because the Watergate Bridge was blown up for the third time that the 1st Marine Division was forced to stop and turn around to meet the attack of the [***] team, and at the same time, their engineering units re-erected a steel bridge in their original positions. It was under the nose of the main force of the 1st Marine Division, that it was in this impossible situation that that that the elusive little elite unit actually fucked ...... Blew up the Watergate Bridge for the fourth time!

In the face of the constant harassment of such a small force, which was too much of a headache, Division Commander Smith was ruthless and directly asked the air force to airdrop eight sets of M2 rut components by airdrop, and successfully re-erected a steel bridge that could carry a weight of 50 tons on a cliff.

Every time he thought of this, Commander Smith's heart would involuntarily swell up with fear.

If it weren't for the fact that the Chinese squadron miscalculated the industrial capacity of the US side, and did not know that the US side had dropped eight M2 rut components to the 1st Marine Division in a row when the Watergate Bridge was completely blown up, so that the sappers could successfully re-erect a steel bridge on the broken shore that could carry a weight of 50 tons and allow any kind of combat vehicle to pass; If it weren't for the fact that the offensive began to slow down in the later stage due to logistical supply problems, and if it were not for the overwhelming air power cover, the 1st Marine Division would have been completely wiped out on the Korean battlefield.

If that's really the case, who would have thought that the 1st Marine Division would successfully break through the two-sided flanking attack of the 26th and 27th armies of the [***] squadron, and with the help of the air force, open the way for six divisions to snipe layer by layer, but just because an elite unit with no more than one company in number of members, the horse stumbled?!

It's a good thing that this didn't happen, otherwise, it would be too ironic for the 1st Marine Division, for Smith himself, or for the United States, right?

In the face of Division Commander Smith's request, the Chinese side finally responded: At 10 o'clock in the evening of December 7, 1953, that is, when the two sides agreed on a formal ceasefire, Division Commander Smith and the two commanders he asked to meet met had a meeting at Panmunjom, a place destined to go down in history.

At that time, these three commanders who had sacrificed their lives on the battlefield to fight repeatedly were not friends, at least ...... They are no longer enemies.

Division Commander Smith, who was notified by his superiors, came to Panmunjom early. This old soldier, who was already sixty years old, with a layer of silver on the tips of his hair, but still stood as tall as a javelin, did not enter the conference room where the delegates of various countries had been arguing for two whole years, but stood quietly in a higher place, looking at the foreign land under his feet with a plain and deep gaze.

It was on this land that their American soldiers, for the first time, signed an armistice at the negotiating table without achieving a military victory; It is on this land that thousands of children of the 1st Marine Division have closed their eyes forever; It is in this land that the ever-invincible beauty [***] people, in the wrong place, at the wrong time, faced the wrong enemy.

In this way, Commander Smith faced the cold current blowing from Siberia, and quietly stared at the land that carried too much blood and gunsmoke, until the dark sky covered the entire land, until behind him, there was a rustling of footsteps. Division Commander Smith Huo Ran turned around, and under the leadership of two junior officers who acted as translators, two middle-aged [***] people walked over to meet Division Commander Smith.

Commander Smith's gaze fell straight on one of the [***] people. He was one hundred and ninety centimeters tall, which was already quite an astonishing height in the Eastern Realm. Although the sky has completely darkened now, with the sparse stars above his head and the bleak half moon, Commander Smith can only barely see the silhouette of the other party clearly, but looking at his majestic body that is like a javelin and can carry any weight, feeling the heavy sense of oppression that naturally exudes from his gestures, without the introduction of an interpreter, without the need to talk to each other, Commander Smith also understands that the opponent he has been wanting to see with his own eyes all these years has appeared in front of him.

The two interpreters obviously also felt the strong sense of oppression in this Chinese [***] man, and they stood on both sides of this Chinese [***] man on the left and right, leading him all the way to Commander Smith. Even they didn't notice that they, as beautiful people with eyes above the top, didn't dare to walk in front of this [***] person!

When this Chinese [***] person finally walked in front of Division Commander Smith, who had participated in two world wars and experienced the most brutal and bloody battle with the Chinese [***] team on the Korean battlefield, Division Commander Smith, who was really worthy of countless people, was surprised again.

This Chinese commander who can lead a division is really young, looking at his appearance, he is about thirty-four or five years old, but his eyes are ...... Master Smith couldn't imagine how much life and death a man had to go through, how many rights and wrongs he had to go through, so that he could have such a keenness, but there was a hidden touch of forbearance, containing a little insight into the light of mortal dust? It was such a pair of eyes that gave the young Chinese commander in front of him such a contradictory, so unpredictable and strange charm.

It can be seen that the Chinese side has made meticulous preparations for this meeting. At least they prepared a brand new and well-scalded military uniform for the young division commander, and pinned a pen in the pocket of his jacket. Coupled with this young Chinese commander, who is in no way inferior to any movie star, it is like a deliberately chiseled hard line of his face, and his wheat-colored healthy skin, so that his whole body is full of an indescribable attraction. Smith would bet anyone that if he could take a few photos of this young Chinese [***] man and put them in an American newspaper, the American citizen's perception of the Chinese [***] people as a group of farmers would definitely make a drastic change!

"Commander of the 1st U.S. Marine Division, Smith!"

Division Commander Smith had dealt with the Chinese [***] people for several years on the Korean battlefield, and he knew their etiquette to some extent, so he stretched out his right hand directly to the Chinese [***] man in front of him.

The young Chinese commander, after listening to the translation, also stretched out his right hand. The right hands of two equally powerful soldiers, who had also experienced the darkest war history of modern mankind, were tightly held together in this place called Panmunjom.

The young Chinese commander, staring into the eyes of Division Commander Smith, finally reported his name: "Lei Zhen! ”

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