On a bitterly cold night, snow covered the land. Colonel Puller, who had a hard time returning home www.biquge.info led the team to lie on a hill outside the ancient soil, followed by hundreds of unlucky people who were in trouble and were all complaining, cold and hungry.

Zhou Qingfeng led the team into the ancient soil, and the momentum of the hurricane assault was unstoppable. Most of the fighters in the entire ring were taken away by Colonel Puller, and those who remained either surrendered or fled into the wilderness. Colonel Pooler gathered two or three hundred of them and was trying to make a counterattack to retake the lair.

"Those damn bureaucrats, are they going to let us all die in the wild?" Colonel Puller cursed constantly.

Air support was called, and only a few 'pirates' came to strafe the ground. asked for airdrop of food and medicine, but was chased around by the volunteers, and all the supplies dropped were cheaper for the enemy. asked to withdraw from the battle, but was forced to come back and die by military orders.

Colonel Puller had gathered about 800 soldiers in total, a lot of them, but they were quite short of weapons and equipment. Many of them lost their weapons when they fled, and now they are left empty-handed.

Forget it empty-handed, but these 800 people have nothing to eat. The U.S. military does not have the skill of starvation, and the cold winter consumes a lot of people's physical strength, and many people feel that they cannot walk after two hungry meals.

If you can endure without food, then it is extremely difficult to have no water to drink. Thirst made these wandering American soldiers have to stuff some snow water into their stomachs, and they immediately expressed their discomfort when they usually had hot drinks, and paid the price for this - diarrhea.

Among the more than 800 people, there are more than 100 wounded and sick people, and most of them have diarrhea -- in the winter, they pout their buttocks in the cold wind, and the result is that their buttocks will be frozen into two ice lumps.

Some injured and sick people are unable to take care of themselves because of the serious decline in physical strength caused by repeated diarrhea, and the lack of medical personnel is difficult to take care of. No kidding, the Volunteer Army has encountered this situation in large numbers, and it is very tricky.

Because there was no resting place to shelter from the wind and cold, let alone a warm and comfortable house to rest, and because the wounded and sick needed to be taken care of by manpower, all of the more than 800 American troops were in pain.

However, Colonel Pooler did not easily lose his will to continue fighting, and he worked hard to encourage his subordinates, constantly boost their morale, and strive to unite the more than 800 people.

At present, His Excellency the Colonel was thinking of organizing a counterattack, which was said to come from the will of Commander MacArthur. The volunteers can survive and fight in the wilderness, and he feels that he should be able to do the same. Not to mention washing away the shame of defeat, let's get something to eat .......

Approaching Guturi, Colonel Puller did not dare to go on, and he raised his telescope on a hill to observe the road below. To his great surprise, the road was full of traffic and bustle.

"These yellow monkeys actually organized a large number of cars for transportation?" Colonel Puller understood in a flash of his mind that these were vehicles captured from the ancient earth, and he was amazed at how quickly the enemy could use them, "Where did they get so many drivers?" ”

Maneuvering on the road is much more efficient than walking on hand, as Colonel Puller already knows. He saw one car after another pulling a large number of soldiers from the north, and he saw these cars pulling a large amount of supplies from the ancient soil back to the north, which was a big trouble.

"Inform the division headquarters in Xiajieyuli that the Chinese communist army has pulled at least six howitzers and twelve heavy mortars to attack them." Colonel Puller knew that he would be scolded to death by his colleagues for sending this message, because these heavy weapons were lost in his hands.

Continuing to observe, Colonel Puller found that at least 3,000 volunteer soldiers had gathered in Gutuli. These people re-armed themselves with the materials stored in the ancient soil, and their guns, clothing, and food could multiply the combat strength of these enemies who were struggling in the bitter cold.

"Damn it!" The more Colonel Puller looked, the more uncertain he became. This feng shui turns around, and in the past, the US military had strong firepower and abundant supplies. Now it is his turn to take a remnant of the defeated army and live a miserable life in the wilderness.

Thinking that the only heavy weapons in his hands were a few small 60 mortars, Colonel Puller could only grit his teeth and lower his target-it was impossible to return to the lair, but it was better to destroy the ammunition depot in the lair. Those ammunition must not be left to the enemy.

"I need a group of brave Marines for the next battle." Colonel Puller called his officers together, and there were people who were willing to fight for the honor of the Marines. There are still many warriors who dare to sacrifice among the 'fourth class of people'.

More than 300 soldiers in better condition were summoned, and Colonel Puller appointed a major as the commander of the commando team, and asked him to go into the ancient soil and blow up the warehouse of the transport company where the ammunition was stored, "I will cause chaos with mortars, and I will take the rest of the men to meet you on the periphery." ”

In the immediate situation, the task of fighting in the ancient soil is tantamount to self-sacrifice. The Marine Corps Major, who could be selected, saluted with his feet and said in a tragic tone: "Marines, always loyal." ”

Let's go!

More than 300 U.S. troops approached Gutuli, and they did not want to make great efforts to occupy the hills around this river beach, which would not be the best choice if it took too long, but the most direct way to launch an attack - a surprise attack into the junction of Gutuli.

It's just that the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is very distressing. In order to ensure the smooth flow of transportation, the volunteers arranged a large number of sentry posts on the roads under their control. As soon as the assault Marines approached, they were enveloped in bright flares, and then the two sides began to exchange fire.

In order to transport away the materials in the ancient soil, the 60th Division has hoarded heavy troops here, and it must not allow this place to be lost. Thereupon.......

"Call in tank support and kill these sons of bitches." A volunteer platoon commander who was in charge of guarding the road grabbed a Motorola walkie-talkie that he had just learned to use and shouted in an excited tone. In the past, when the enemy attacked by surprise, he could only hold on, and it was the first time that he shouted that the tank would support the field.

Now that these words are shouted, it feels really painful!

The tanks in the ancient soil came quickly, and a brisk 'Sherman' flew out. On the turret stood a 'rookie' commander who had been trained in a short training, holding a telescope and shouting: "Three hundred meters in front of the left, cluster targets, one grenade." ”

The artillery commander in the car was a man of Zhou Qingfeng, and after turning the turret and finding the target, he immediately fired five or six shells in one go. The machine gun in front of the car was even more clattering, and a chain of 200 rounds was directly fired.

Such a fire crit is refreshing!

This is a machine gun and a cannon, and as soon as the ping-pong pong is bombarded, the charge of a battalion on the opposite side is repulsed. There is a lack of anti-tank weapons, and even the bravest marines do not want to go up and blow up tanks.

And the tanks of the Volunteer Army even simply stopped on the side of the road and continued to fight with artillery after the retreating enemy. The volunteer soldiers who were responsible for the road guard and defense were all pleasantly surprised, and the battle was easy and comfortable!

Colonel Puller, who was still thinking about answering in the back, sat on the wax, and the volunteers in his memory did not react so quickly, let alone have such strong firepower. But when the situation in front of him ......, he could only sigh, "We did our best, don't let the boys die in vain, call them to retreat." ”

His Excellency the Colonel ordered the assault Marines to retreat in preparation for a later battle. But the Marine Major who swore 'Eternal Loyalty' in front of him did not come back, and was chased by tank artillery and machine guns for more than 100 meters, and he simply led the team to surrender!

Now I don't have to die in vain.