The U.S. positions at the three-way intersection were breached, which was tantamount to closing the enemy's escape path at Yunshan. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info limited to the terrain of Yunshan, as long as this intersection is held, the 8th Cavalry Regiment of the US Army basically cannot escape.

This is the main heavy regiment of the Great American Army, and taking it is enough for the PLA to blow for decades. But precisely because this is the main force of the US military, the Yankees will definitely try their best to save it. If you want to keep the victory, you must do your best.

After a short break in the battle, Zhou Qingfeng sat on his tank, surrounded by volunteer soldiers who were as busy as worker ants. In order to block this escape route for the US troops, the 1st Battalion of the 347th Regiment is rebuilding the positions left by the US troops, preparing to deal with the follow-up onslaught of the Yankees.

Zhou Qingfeng's identity has been confirmed, and when he learned that he slipped into the US Army headquarters and made a big fuss, and sent several truckloads of ammunition supplies and intelligence, the soldiers and officers in the battalion were impressed by him.

It's just that the war is in full swing, and it's half past ten in the night. If you want to control the overall situation before the arrival of US planes, you must get the US Eighth Regiment before dawn. At present, no one cares about Zhou Qingfeng for the time being, just let him rest.

For Zhou Qingfeng's tank, the officers of the Volunteer Army did not know how to command him. Some people wanted him to serve as a fixed firing point for the position, but the commander of the volunteer battalion, who had just withstood the onslaught of American tanks, abandoned this backward view.

"It's a waste of this thing to stay as a firepower. Iron King VIII is only energetic when he runs, and you have all forgotten how you feel when you are hit by an American tank? "Although the turtle is dirty, its mind is still very active. It's just that the battalion commander can't figure out how to use tanks in the end?

However, leaving aside the problem of tanks, the American positions at the three-way intersection gave the first battalion a great sense of happiness. This was the assembly point for the escape of the American troops, and a large amount of equipment and ammunition was piled up, and even the prisoners were two or three hundred. Although many were ruined by Zhou Qingfeng driving a tank, there were also a lot left.

"Hahaha...... come and see! There are more than 30 large-caliber mortars, 107 mm caliber tubes, and more than a dozen truckloads of shells, enough to equip a mortar battalion. ”

"There are dozens of trucks and jeeps, especially quadruple machine gun trucks, this thing is really poisonous, how many of our soldiers have been killed! But now it's ours, and now our battalion's firepower is comparable to that of a regiment. ”

"Hey...... what is this? What is a long tube for? ”

"That's a super bazooka, a tank fighter, a part-time job, it's very useful."

"Comrade Xiao Zhou, can you use your tank to pull over the wreckage of those tanks and vehicles? We want to use them as cover. ”

The whole position was as busy as the holidays, and everyone was jubilant, and they really couldn't put it down when they looked at the captured US military equipment. Whether it is guns, artillery, or even the smashed wreckage, the volunteers are like treasures.

Zhou Qingfeng helped a little on the position, but he didn't know what to do next for a while? He has successfully achieved his goal in Yunshan this time, according to the plan of the old screenwriter in the real world, it is against the sky to be able to do this step by himself.

"Squad leader, squad leader,......。" There was a shout from far and near, and a figure hurried over.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at it fixedly, and saw that the deputy squad leader he had sent to transport food and ammunition two days ago had actually returned. The experience of life and death made the two very happy when they met, and the deputy squad leader came up and gave him a hug, and said excitedly: "Squad leader, you are really amazing!" ”

"When I heard that someone was driving a tank to take down an important position held by the enemy, I thought it must be you, and when I asked carefully, it was you. Squad leader, I ask to be returned. The deputy squad leader saluted, and the morale was high.

"Allowed to return to the team." Zhou Qingfeng patted his squad deputy on the shoulder, and said happily: "If you hadn't sent the information out, the battle wouldn't have been so easy." ”

"My little credit, how can I not compare to you!" The deputy of the class said a few words humbly, and then looked behind Zhou Qingfeng, "What about the rest of the class?" ”

There was only an 'old machine gun' around Zhou Qingfeng, and when they heard this question, both of them were silent. The old machine gun sighed, "There are only three of us left in the class of ten." Even 'Douding' is dead, but 'Douding' is a man, and he blew up an enemy tank before he died. ”

The sacrifice of comrades-in-arms is always the biggest pain in the hearts of soldiers, and there are only three lonely people left in the originally lively squad, and the squad deputy can only be silent.

"It doesn't matter, if you die, you die, how can there be no dead when you are a soldier? We will die, and the Americans will die, all the same. Zhou Qingfeng turned around and patted his tank, and said to the squad deputy: "Come, get to know this big guy, the M4A3E8 'Sherman' tank, which was given to us by the Americans." ”

Hahaha...... don't mention the topic of sadness anymore, say something happy. Zhou Qingfeng returned the atmosphere to normal and led his squad deputy to familiarize himself with his car.

"'Old machine gun', you go get some bullets, I want you to stay in the captain's position and be my eyes and ears. Deputy squad, you can't do anything else for the time being, become a machine gunner. There is a M1919A4 machine gun directly in front of the tank, and it belongs to you.

Let's eat something first and fill our stomachs. The battle was not over yet, and there were still hours before dawn. Rather than stay here in a daze, let's be active, I have an idea. ”

Zhou Qingfeng said that he had an idea, and it was often an unexpected idea. He ate his private U.S. Army C meal, and at the same time went to the battalion headquarters of the first battalion with the squad deputy and the 'old machine gun' and asked the first battalion to give him a company.

"You want a company?" The battalion commander of the first battalion and others were busy building blocking positions, and their troops were already stretched. Hearing that Zhou Qingfeng actually wanted a company, the people at the battalion headquarters felt that the other party was simply talking about the Arabian Nights.

"According to the prisoners' confessions, the enemy built a temporary airfield on the outskirts of Yunshan, where the new regimental headquarters of the 8th Regiment was located. Why didn't we take the initiative to attack the enemy's regimental headquarters? It's not far away, and the tank will arrive soon. ”

As soon as Zhou Qingfeng's words came out, the people in the battalion headquarters were immediately surprised. The battalion commander didn't dare to be the master, so he could only pull Zhou Qingfeng to the map and ask repeatedly.

It is impossible to fight the enemy's regimental headquarters and rely on Zhou Qingfeng's tank. It's not even something that a battalion can do. But I have to say that Zhou Qingfeng's idea is really attractive, this is the fastest way to solve the enemy of Yunshan. But this is also a situation that has never occurred in the battle of Yunshan in history.

The battalion commander did not dare to make a decision, so he could only hand over the problem to the regiment headquarters. As a result, the 347th Regiment did not dare to make random claims. After all, the strength of the whole regiment is limited now, and all the troops are very busy, and it is not a small risk to let the battalion that is stuck in the key position divide the troops to raid the enemy's regimental headquarters.

In the end, the question was handed in again, and the division headquarters finally made a decision - fight, of course! But how can one company be enough? Organize at least one battalion of troops.