There was no gunfire, no movement, and the mighty and domineering ...... of the M3 personnel carrier that was driving the road in front was blocked by the truck at the fork in the road. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When Leng Buding saw such a truck appear on the road, the Nanbang soldiers in charge of escorting it immediately became highly vigilant. Stop, jump, scatter in battle formation, scatter ......, scatter ......, what about the people behind?

When the Nanbang soldiers in the personnel carrier turned around, they were stunned to find that there was only one truck left in the long line of trucks that were originally following them. Looking at the only remaining truck, and then asking its driver, the driver also looked ignorant, not knowing what happened?

The rest of the Nanbang soldiers didn't know why, so they could only stick to the spot and send two people to check on the situation. As a result, within three minutes, there was a miserable shout: "Brother in front, you have been surrounded. To avoid needless sacrifices, lay down your arms and surrender. ”

What......?

The sky was dark clouds of lead gray, the mountains were covered with mud and snow, the cold wind blew the people and the hearts were even colder, and the soldiers of Nanbang who stayed on the personnel carrier were all stunned and had no idea. They were inexplicably surrounded by people?

Thinking about the fact that the first dozen or so cars were destroyed silently, the situation seemed to be so bad that it could not be worse. In the end, a dozen or so Nan Bang soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, and finally they can only put down their weapons and raise their hands high. It was really miserable and miserable......

But then a group of jubilant militiamen and drivers burst out from both sides of the road, these people were not regular soldiers at first glance, and they couldn't even make a single gun for each person. When they grabbed the weapons that the soldiers had put down, they were all smiling as if they were celebrating the New Year.

What the hell are these people surrounding us? No matter how you look at it, we are stronger!

"Be honest, don't move. Whoever moves will be killed! The militia in charge of the detention was holding a rifle with bayonets and shouting viciously. It is a miracle that they were able to take down an armed convoy with such manpower.

The Nanbang soldiers were quite unwilling, but when they saw Zhou Qingfeng, who was holding down two unlucky captives, they all became quiet again-it is difficult for the Asian population to grow to a tall man of 1.8 meters in these years, let alone the person in front of him who was covered in blood and was terrifying to look at.

"Go to a couple of drivers and get the trucks and personnel carriers behind you. Pay attention to the driver of the southern stick in the car, I didn't kill them. Send some militia to wake them up and drive us, and beware of them messing around. If they don't obey, they will be killed. ”

Zhou Qingfeng gave a few orders to the members of his convoy, and then walked up with a golden knife and asked the Nanbang prisoner who had laid down his weapon, "Who is the head?" ”

Although Uncle Zhou wears rustic, where is the iron-blooded temperament of the people, simply put, he regards these captives in front of him as local chickens and dogs. He asked, and the eyes of the soldiers of the southern stick all looked at a guy in military uniform inside him.

The man had to stand up and say, "I am the lead second lieutenant of the transport team, and we have laid down our arms and asked to be treated as prisoners of war. ”

The trucks and troop carriers behind drove up one after another, and the truck drivers were all knocked unconscious by Zhou Qingfeng's sneak attack while driving slowly, but on the troop carrier was a miserable corpse. Several corpses were almost in different places, and the blur of flesh and blood was extremely frightening, like a slaughterhouse.

Not to mention that the soldiers of Nanbang were scared and wanted to cry, even the migrant workers and militia who followed Zhou Qingfeng were terrified. Everyone secretly thought: This combat hero is really different, killing people is like killing chickens. I really treat people like animals.

Second Lieutenant Nanbang held back his urge to urinate, and said with a crying voice: "We demand to be treated as prisoners, and you can't kill us anymore." ”

"That's enough, I didn't say I'm going to kill you." Zhou Qingfeng slowly approached, and he wiped the blood on his clothes. In this winter, the clothes are frozen when they are wet, and it is very uncomfortable. He scolded 'damn it' and asked, "Tell me what this place is?" ”

said 'don't kill', but Zhou Qingfeng's appearance of killing people without blinking makes it strange that people are not afraid. Second Lieutenant Nanbang said in a slightly trembling tone: "This is the ancient field. ”

"Guchang?" Zhou Qingfeng searched all the prisoners and cleaned up the troop carriers. He found a more accurate map and a radio station, and asked about the current situation of the South Bon army. He was taken aback by the news.

The 118th Division was trying to deal with the 7th Regiment of the 6th Division of Nanbang, which had advanced to the vicinity of 'Chushan', and the regimental headquarters of this regiment was in the 'Guchang' not far from 'Chushan'. The convoy that was caught by Zhou Qingfeng this time came from the 'wide hole' of the regimental supply station.

The current situation is that the 7th Regiment of Nanbang wants to escape, but the fuel supply in the regiment is cut off, and the vehicles in the regiment cannot move. The convoy in front of him was carrying 45 barrels of gasoline, 200 rounds of artillery shells, and a large amount of supplies to be sent to the 1st Battalion of the 7th Regiment occupying 'Chushan', so that the battalion could start its cars and retreat immediately.

When the fuel ran out and they couldn't move, they finally let the US imperialists use a transport plane to airdrop fuel to them, but in a blink of an eye, all the supplies fell into Zhou Qingfeng's hands. Sounds like the South Stick Seven Regiment is unlucky, right?

But the problem is that Uncle Zhou's current situation is even more unlucky, he is staying under the nose of the enemy's Seventh Regiment Headquarters, less than two kilometers away from the 'ancient field'.

"Am I a god? Lao Tzu is coming to find the troops. As a result, the troops did not find it, but they ran to the enemy that the troops were trying to destroy. Zhou Qingfeng only felt that his scalp was numb. The current situation is no joke!

At present, the 7th Regiment of the South Stick is about to take the road and flee the lost dog, and the road conditions in the mountainous areas of northern Korea are extremely poor, and the roads that can pass through military vehicles are very limited, but Zhou Qingfeng appeared on the only mobile road where the other side wanted to flee for his life.

Two kilometers is only two kilometers, and you can walk through it quickly. It's not far from 'Guchang' to 'Chushan', and now that the supply convoy has an accident and can't reach its destination, the enemy will soon send a search party to see what happened?

If there was really a head-to-head firefight, it would be easy for Zhou Qingfeng to escape, but his convoy was doomed, and the task of transporting supplies could not be completed.

"Why don't we use the radio to contact our superiors?" The driver squad leader of the convoy came up with another idea.

"Can you get in touch with that superior?" Zhou Qingfeng asked angrily. Battlefield communications are all confidential, and without the corresponding frequency and password, the neuropathy will only take care of you. Sometimes, even to keep the radio silent, you can't find anyone even if you have the right contact information.

Besides, Zhou Qingfeng is currently a big soldier, can he contact that superior? Could it be that he shouted a few times, and the Volunteer Army Headquarters replied happily? That's hell.

What to do?

If Zhou Qingfeng wants to find the 118th Division, he must pass through the 'Guchang' where the regimental headquarters of the Nanbang Seventh Regiment is stationed, and if the first battalion of the Nanbang Seventh Regiment wants to escape from the 'Chushan' to the 'Guchang', it must also pass through his current road.

"The action must begin before the enemy reacts." Zhou Qingfeng looked at his seized watch and realized that he only had an hour to make a decision at most.

"How about we sneak attack the headquarters of the Seventh Regiment?" Someone in the convoy came up with an idea. A group of miscellaneous soldiers to take out the enemy's vital points sounds full of accomplishment.

But Zhou Qingfeng glanced sideways with a contemptuous gaze, and scolded secretly: "The consequence of wanting to be Rambo is often to be beaten into a sieve. Now occupying the 'ancient field' is not only the regimental headquarters and guard company of the 7th Regiment of Nanbang, but also more than 2,000 people from the 2nd and 3rd battalions of the 7th Regiment.

After pondering for a long time, Zhou Qingfeng set his sights on the supply station of the Seventh Regiment in the 'Wide Cave'. He thought to himself, where there should be no enemies, right? (To be continued.) )