On November 1st, Yunshan was covered with fog. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At noon, the 347th Regiment began its final preparations for the big battle. All the staff checked the equipment, prepared the ammunition, and ate the hard-won canned 'Spam' meat into their stomachs. Only one can was given for every two soldiers.

Because I was worried that I would suddenly eat too much meat and have diarrhea, I had to eat such a canned food separately. Eat a little last night and a little this morning to get your stomach used to it before eating the last one at noon. Because the fight is going to start at night, I'm afraid it's too late to eat.

The platoon commander of Zhou Qingfeng's company was doing pre-war mobilization, and he held a can of 'Spam' in his hand and said happily: "We are all exposed to the light of Zhou Da, and we must also learn from Zhou Da. That kid is bold and brave, and we can't hold back.

Come, eat the canned meat that the boy gave. Later, we will also have a good victory, seize a bunch of canned meat and show that kid, but we can't let that kid look flat. ”

In the laughter of Lehaha, there is a pleasant swallowing sound. It was rare that the turtle soldiers who came back to foreign meat were simply gobbling up, and they ate up all their share in three or two bites.

"Delicious, right? If you want it, you have to ask the Americans. As soon as the platoon commander said, the team laughed. The soldiers of the turtle are simple and simple, as long as they can win the battle, they can endure all the sufferings of the world, and they will also suffer all the sins of the world.

Eat and wipe clean, and the troops set off. Although it was still daytime, the 116th Division was to deploy its troops in a combat posture, and they first launched an attack from the Santan River southeast of Yunshan Mountain, broke through the enemy's outer positions on the front line of Longpodong, and finally entered Yunshan City to kill the 8th Regiment of the American Cavalry.

And this time it is especially rare that the 347th Regiment will be directly supported by a Soviet-made M-30 howitzer. Because it was difficult to move on the battlefield, this cannon did not belong to the artillery commander of the 39th Army, but was specially operated by an artillery platoon.

In order to maximize the power of this cannon, the 347th Regiment left two of the five trucks that Zhou Qingfeng got from in vain. One loaded with shells, one towed artillery, and a mobile cannon will be a tiger with wings!

Because the information sent back by Zhou Qingfeng was very accurate, and the 39th Army knew the enemy's deployment very well, it was almost equivalent to temporary battlefield transparency - there was no way to be opaque, Uncle Zhou directly copied a copy of the war history that was repeatedly studied by later generations, and sent it out in the name of going deep into the enemy's lair to find out.

Compared with the previous bad situation of the 39th Army crashing into the US army in a daze, this time the combat deployment of the Volunteer Army was more targeted. For this change, the first unlucky one was the 15th Regiment of Nanbang, which was facing the 347th Regiment.

Two days ago, Regiment Commander Zhao of the 15th Nanbang Regiment also ordered his two battalions to repel the CCP troops in Santanchuan from the front.

After a few days of fighting, the regimental commander Zhao also sent a telegram to the 1st Division of Nanbang. He claimed that "since arriving in Yunshan, he has stubbornly resisted the continuous attacks of the Chinese communist army, and the heroic performance of the soldiers is extremely rare." As long as there is enough artillery support, we can fight like the Americans. ’

As a result, not long after this telegram was sent, Regiment Commander Nanbang Zhao received another telegram asking for help, and a battalion he had sent to garrison Heights 263 was called back.

you*! Without warning at all, a battalion collapsed? There are only three battalions under Lao Tzu, if I do it a few more times, won't I be doomed myself!

Commander Nanbang Zhao's anxious cold sweat came out, and he urgently contacted the battalion-level commander on the front line at the regimental headquarters command post. As a result, he received the news that the Chinese communist army had used heavy artillery, and three shells accurately hit the battalion headquarters of the second battalion under his command, and the commander and staff officer of the second battalion were killed on the spot, and the whole battalion collapsed.

I went to ...... and there was such an unfortunate thing!

The situation then became worse and worse, as soon as the second battalion collapsed, the first battalion also collapsed, and hundreds of routs fled back from their positions on the Santan River. Commander Zhao received a telegram that the 10th anti-aircraft artillery group of the US army, which was cooperating with him, was also under unknown shelling and was immediately transferred.

Transfer? Mei Daddy, this is going to retreat!

The 15th Nanbang Regiment was able to hold its position on the Santanchuan River all the time, and its greatest reliance was on the 10th antiaircraft artillery group of the US Army that cooperated with the operation. This beautiful father is leaving, and the head of Nanbang Zhao can't bear it anymore - no, I can't stay and wait for death, I have to run!

Because Zhou Qingfeng brought in an artillery piece and provided accurate information, the 15th Regiment of Nanbang, which was the first to end the Battle of Yunshan, collapsed three hours ahead of schedule.

And when the 15th Regiment of Nanbang was still under artillery, near Yunshan City, in an open space west of the Santanchuan Bridge. Four planes landed at the field airfield temporarily opened by US engineers, and in addition to one artillery school firing plane, there were also three light transport planes.

The plane was a group of front-line reporters sent by the US Far East Command, who had set off from Tokyo, Japan, to cover the 1st Cavalry Division.

As soon as they got off the plane, the reporters asked the adjutant of the regiment commander, who came to greet them: "When we landed, we found smoke rising from the surrounding mountains, was there a battle?" ”

The adjutant of Colonel Palmer of the 8th Regiment laughed: "No, there was no fighting. It's daytime, we have air supremacy, and the enemy simply doesn't dare to come out. That's when they were afraid of being set on fire by air strikes, trying to give them a pitiful sense of security with smoke. ”

Hahaha......, interesting details. The reporters immediately took pictures of the adjutant and quickly jotted down his words. The adjutant continued to proudly introduce: "I will introduce you to our aviation artillery school shooter, he can tell you more stories." ”

The American artillery school shooter, who had also just landed, told reporters: "At noon, our aviation and artillery fire attacked a small unit of the enemy, killing them at least a hundred mules and horses and countless soldiers.

I saw from the air those stupid CCP soldiers marching in two columns along the rugged mountain road.

So I called in the artillery and fired at them coveringly, and I saw with my own eyes the shells blooming in their ranks. They died a terrible and ugly death, and they could only keep dodging but there was nothing they could do about us. ”

Oh ......, great! Valiant warriors, stupid enemies, easy battles, journalists love this kind of story, and citizens as far away as the United States will love it.

Recording quickly, taking pictures without stopping, the reporters finally took a jeep to the regimental headquarters of the 8th Regiment. They will interview Colonel Palmer, who is fighting on the front lines, and tell Americans that there is a brave and commanding hero.

And at the headquarters of the 8th Regiment, Colonel Palmer prepared a small welcome party. He was going to show his good image and perfect record to the reporters from the rear, and until now no one had been able to challenge the majesty of the Americans on the battlefield.

At the welcome party, as a representative of the indigenous people, the 'Little Soldier of Nanbang' held a royal treasure chicken as a gift to welcome the reporter. With his brightest smile, Douding said to everyone who attended the welcome party: "Please eat chicken (don't let me bring a 'bar' at the starting point)!" ”