Seeing the ridge in sight, the attacking US and South Korean troops were overjoyed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It's just that their smiles didn't last a few seconds before they were warmly welcomed by the volunteers.

Countless white smoke grenades tumbled from the sky and fell at the feet of the US-South Korean coalition forces.

"Oh God!"

An American soldier screamed in despair as he looked at his feet.

"Boom!"

The grenades exploded together, the high ground seemed to tremble, and the only surviving American and South Korean soldiers stayed in place, looking at their screaming comrades.

"Bang bang!"

Volunteer soldiers don't care if they are distracted or not, as long as they haven't surrendered, they are the target of shooting!

The smoke and dust from the explosion made the enemy troops behind not see what was ahead, and it was still pouring upwards like a tide.

In the face of dense enemy troops, volunteer soldiers basically do not need to aim accurately, just repeat the simple action of shooting, pulling the bolt, and shooting.

U.S. and South Korean soldiers could not get past the barrage of bullets, and their bodies lay layer upon layer on the ground until there was nowhere to put their feet.

"Retreat!" An American officer shouted, holding a pistol and retreating.

The American and South Korean soldiers who were struggling on the line of death turned around and ran one after another, scrambling to escape from this hell on earth first.

The volunteer soldiers accelerated their fire and greeted the enemy with a denser number of bullets. When the frightened rabbit-like enemy troops escaped from range, the tired volunteer soldiers all sat down on the ground, they were too tired.

Next, the U.S. and South Korean troops did not attack again, as if acquiescing in the occupation of this area by the volunteers.

"Clean up the battlefield quickly!"

The regimental commander led people to the front line, carried the wounded down, and then called the soldiers up to continue their work.

After cleaning the battlefield, the cooking soldiers in the back sent big white steamed buns, which made the soldiers who ate fried noodles and chewed soybeans ecstatic.

"After dark, evacuate, we still have a long way to go tonight, hurry up and rest!"

The regiment commander's next words made all the soldiers stunned, and the steamed bun was in his mouth and forgot to chew.

"Ahem, why?"

"Captain! We can hold it! ”

The soldiers did not understand why they should give up the position so easily after sacrificing so many talents.

The regiment commander had a dark face, he also asked his superiors like this, but the superiors only gave one sentence - to carry out the order!

In the days that followed, we returned to the way we were when we first entered Korea, hiding during the day and marching at night. Amid the complaints of the soldiers, the troops retreated again and again until they saw the Yalu River.

During the march, the veterans gradually came back to their senses, they have experienced countless times of such a "great retreat", and in military terms this is called luring the enemy deeper!

In the first battle, the United Nations forces were ill-prepared for the appearance of the volunteers, and likewise the volunteers were not prepared for the strong firepower of the United Nations forces. After the fierce fighting, the volunteers paid a lot of casualties, and at the same time the vast majority of the troops ran out of ammunition.

So the Volunteer Army Command developed this plan to eliminate the enemy's alert and at the same time accumulate strength.

The plan has been so successful that the UN military command still considers the number of troops to enter North Korea to be only a handful. The sortie of the volunteers was perceived by them as merely an expression of China's attitude, and it was in China's best interest to evacuate before being dragged into the quagmire of war.

So the United Nations troops returned to the state before the volunteers entered the DPRK and advanced towards the Yalu River in a big way!

The cold winter of North Korea has arrived, and the heavy snowfall, which has not been seen in decades, has caused great problems for the volunteers and the United Nations army.

The UN forces did not anticipate that the war would drag on into the winter, so there was a serious shortage of cold supplies in stockpiles. However, due to the national conditions and the US military's attack on the transportation routes, many soldiers still wore thin cotton clothes.

After a period of cultivation, my injuries were almost healed, and in order to paralyze Jiang Yitao and others, I still pretended to walk with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

I borrowed a pair of scissors from a fellow North Korean, cut the cotton garment through the seams, and then pulled a handful of cotton from the quilt and put it in. There wasn't a lot of cotton in the quilt, and I couldn't use it up alone, so I had to find some straw and stuff it into my cotton coat.

The cotton clothes are bulging, and it looks very awkward, but in order to keep warm, I can't care so much. I carried the rest of the quilt and walked towards Jiang Yitao and them, and it is estimated that these guys are also freezing uncomfortably.

When they arrived, the gang was undressing and basking in the sun.

"Stuffing this cotton with straw into your clothes will warm you up," I said, putting the quilt on the ground.

"Okay, thank you acting platoon leader"

They agreed, but they still didn't lift their heads. They were all intently rummaging through their clothes for lice, and those who had not experienced it could not imagine the itch caused by these gadgets.

Looking at the lice they strangled me, I felt like my whole body was itching, so I took off my clothes too.

As soon as the clothes left the body, the temperature dropped sharply, and the lice crawled to the side where the sun was shining for warmth, and all that remained was to find them one by one and strangle them to death.

In the last battle on the high grounds, the platoon commander of one of our platoons was killed, and I was elected acting platoon commander. The days of repairing were very difficult, and the recruits had their own squad leader training, and a platoon leader like me had to wander around the mountains and forests and streams every day, and sometimes he could hunt some hare robes and other things to improve the food for the soldiers.

The bunnies under my command were very supportive of me because of this, and they also named me the head of the logistics support department.

The day was idle, and I came again to the stream, which was frozen. I went to a waterhole, poked through the ice with a bayonet, loaded an earthworm with a hook made from a sewing needle, and threw it down.

Pulling the line back and forth, soon a fish bit the hook. There are no big fish in the pool, only half a palm-sized crucian carp, and this fish stew is very suitable for conditioning the wounded.

After a morning's hard work, I caught a dozen of them, enough for each big guy to drink a mouthful of fish soup.

On the way back, I didn't expect to have another unexpected gain, and a roe deer was trapped in the thigh-facing snow. Seeing me coming, the silly robe throbbed and tried to escape.

I had no idea that a pie would fall from the sky, so I hurriedly dropped the fish, drew my bayonet and pounced on it.

The robe was very fat, and when I dragged it back to the station, the whole regiment celebrated like a festival, even if each person could only get a small lump of meat.

"I think I really transferred you to logistics, and your logistics support department will live up to its name, hahaha," said regiment commander Zhang Wei with a smile.

"Commander, don't make fun of me, when will we get out of here, and if we stay any longer, the soldiers will all become savages," I begged for mercy.

The regiment commander had just returned from the division headquarters, and it was estimated that he had a new task, and the whole person was happy. Pointing to my forehead, he said, "You kid is a dog, your nose is really smart, and the day of departure is coming soon!" ”