The matter of instant noodles is brewing, but Uncle Zhou, who has returned to the front line, has encountered a big problem - he is lost!

Zhou Qingfeng's 118th Division fought the first battle of 'Wenjing' and killed the 2nd Regiment of the 6th Division of Nanbang in one go. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info then the main force of the division set its sights on the 7th Regiment of the 6th Division in the south of 'Chushan', and wanted to annihilate others.

Here we need to talk about the 7th Regiment of the 6th Division of Nanbang, which was the craziest regiment in Nanbang in the early days of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and the actual commander of this regiment was Major Fleming, an adviser to the US Army. At that time, the 'Chu Mountain' it killed was only five kilometers away from the Sino-North Korean border, and it even set up artillery to bombard the territory of China.

The most surprising thing is that more than 100,000 volunteers entered the DPRK to fight, and after the battle broke out on the 25th, they successively killed many troops in Nanbang, but they were stunned that they did not catch the seventh regiment.

However, when the Americans reacted, they immediately found that the seventh regiment was still surrounded behind the volunteers. The 118th Division of the Volunteer Army defeated the 2nd Regiment of 'Wenjing', and naturally turned around to clean up this arrogant 7th Regiment.

But the problem is that it is impossible to tell Zhou Qingfeng such a big soldier that he returned to North Korea from Andong to find his troops, and he didn't know where he was when he was looking for it?

In the vast mountains and wilderness, there is a snowy scene covered in silver, and the world is full of white flowers. There was light snow on the ground, white fog in the sky, and Zhou Qingfeng couldn't find his current location with an old map in his hand.

"Daddy!" Zhou Qingfeng looked left and right, front and back, up and down, and then looked at the surrounding mountains or trees, the whole person was dizzy, "He's meowing, where am I?" ”

The map was drawn by the Japanese during the Japanese occupation, and the route is rather sparse. Moreover, the mountain roads in the north of North Korea are also intricate, one mountain after another, one road after another, plus the weather is not good, even the North Korean guides are at a loss.

Zhou Qingfeng led a convoy of ten trucks loaded with much-needed supplies for the 118th Division. Due to the backwardness of the logistics system, the 118th Division is now fighting hungry, and if this batch of supplies is not delivered on time, Uncle Zhou will wait to go to the military court.

Now the entire team is staring at Zhou Qingfeng, because he is the only one of the thirty or so people who escort the car with actual combat experience. The others are either former migrant workers or guard militias, and basically have little combat effectiveness.

Now there is a fork in the road in front of Zhou Qingfeng, one left and one right, choose!

But there is no such fork in the road on the map. Don't think about it, the transport team doesn't know where to run under the leadership of Uncle Zhou.

Zhou Qingfeng turned around, he really wanted to relax with a haha, and then ask who could tell me what to do next? In this era without satellite navigation, it is a big trouble to go far away. And he doesn't have a radio yet, so he can't ask for help.

But more than 30 pairs of eyes behind him also looked at Zhou Qingfeng, and they were also blind, and they didn't know what to do?

"Big Zhou, let's go back." The driver squad leader of the convoy is relatively old-fashioned, and he has an idea that is not an idea.

"Don't say I don't know the way back, even if I do, I can't go back. Now there is a war going on on the front line, and this batch of supplies is urgently needed. If I don't get it on time, I'm dead. "Zhou Qingfeng really hates this kind of situation where he can't make up his mind.

'The soldiers and horses have not moved, the grain and grass go first', and since ancient times, there have been countless defeats due to lack of food. Zhou Qingfeng didn't have the courage to go back, he had to deliver the supplies on time.

But now there are two roads on the left and right, which one to choose? Or either way is wrong, because the whole team is not on the right path at all.

Just as he was hesitating, Zhou Qingfeng, who was at the fork in the road, suddenly heard the sound of a vehicle engine coming from ahead. The movement startled the entire convoy, who were now on the battlefield. The volunteers do not use cars to move, and those who can drive are either Americans or Nanbang.

"Spread out to both sides of the road." Zhou Qingfeng turned around and ordered with a cold face.

The militia in charge of guarding the convoy immediately ambushed into the woods and grass on the side of the road, while Zhou Qingfeng drove a truck over and blocked the fork in the road. He himself held a 'Browning' in his hand and went forward more than 200 meters to reconnoitre.

The mountain roads in North Korea are winding and winding, and the fog is thick and heavy, and you can see about 20 meters at most. The unknown convoy on the opposite side was also driving slowly, driving cautiously on the road.

It began with a half-tracked M3 personnel carrier with a large-caliber heavy machine gun on board and seven or eight heavily armed soldiers sitting in an open compartment.

In the convoy are more than a dozen famous ten-wheeled trucks of World War II, which should be the surplus materials of the US army, and they were thrown to Nanbang for use. The car looks rather rudimentary, but it's durable and very reliable.

The convoy ended up with an identical M3 personnel carrier as the rearguard, and the soldiers operating the machine guns vigilantly aimed their guns at both sides of the road to guard against possible enemies.

Don't think about it, this is not a convoy of volunteers. Look at the soldiers in the car should be Nanbang. It is said that Zhou Qingfeng hid in the grass and saw this scene, so he should not provoke the other party and let him go. But now that he is lost, he is anxious to know how to return to the army. Let go of these enemies, who will show the way?

The road was difficult, the view was poor, and the South Stick convoy drove very slowly. Zhou Qingfeng followed from behind, trotted out of the grass on the side of the road, and rushed onto the M3 half-track personnel carrier behind him with a brisk step.

The soldiers in the car were all vigilantly staring at both sides of the road, as if they also knew that now that the war had begun, the enemy might appear at any time. But Zhou Qingfeng jumped into the car with a swish, as fast as a raccoon cat, and the figure appeared in the open carriage of the troop carrier in a flash.

The soldiers in the carriage were all highly concentrated, and they all looked out with their guns in their hands. Suddenly, seeing someone actually jumped into the car, someone hurriedly turned the muzzle of the gun and shouted.

In order not to alarm the rest of the Nanbang convoy, Zhou Qingfeng put aside his pistol and slashed through the neck of a soldier on the right with a bayonet in his back - a cold light swept by, and blood spurted from the enemy's neck.

A soldier on the left was about to open his mouth to shout, and before he made an 'ah' sound, Zhou Qingfeng's fingers pinched his neck. Under the great force, the Adam's apple was shattered, and his life was short.

The soldier with the broken Adam's apple was not left behind, Zhou Qingfeng lifted it up and swept it with one hand, and used his body as a weapon to smash it into the other Nanba soldiers on the left. The Nan Bang soldiers who turned around didn't stand firmly, and they all fell down with a bang like a bowling ball that had been hit.

The soldier on the right was not better, after Zhou Qingfeng smashed out the dying Nanbang soldier, his body advanced two steps at the same time. The compartment of the M3 troop carrier is not very large, and it is almost to the end after taking two steps. As he walked, the bayonet in his hand continued to wave.

In just two or three seconds, the throats of the four soldiers on the right were all slitted by the sharp bayonets that fluttered wildly. Some people were unlucky enough to have most of their heads cut open, and blood spurted out, leaving only a bit of flesh and skin attached to the corpse.

By the time the soldiers on the left struggled to get up, the situation was irreparable. Zhou Qingfeng has always been fast, and when he came up, he stabbed them with a bayonet, easily killing them. Blood flowed all over the carriage for a while, and it smelled terrible.

And the driver who drove the car naturally did not notice this movement. And when he looked back, all eight soldiers in the carriage had fallen. Covered in blood, the indifferent and ruthless Zhou Qingfeng was behind him, looking at him calmly.

The driver of the troop carrier was so frightened that he didn't dare to shout, and a cold air spread all over his body. He simply stepped on the brakes and raised his hands in surrender. (To be continued.) )