After the U.S. troops in Liutanli and the U.S. troops in Xiajieyuli reconciled, Smith, commander of the 1st Marine Division, held a press conference in Xiajieyuli. Or retreat?

Smith's answer redefined a retreat, he said, there is a safe rear is called a retreat, we are now surrounded, even the rear is the enemy, so this cannot be called a retreat, it should be called an attack on the coast.

In fact, the US army at that time had a rear, and there were a lot of them.

Behind them are groups of fighters in the sky, aircraft carriers.

The time for the US military to retreat was set for December 6, and sufficient supplies were needed for the retreat, so the US military dispatched a large number of transport planes to airdrop 327.7 tons of supplies to Xiajieyuli, and transported more than 4,500 wounded in Xiajieyu by air.

On the evening of December 5, the 26th Army had not yet launched a general attack on the enemy in Xiajieyuli, because the 26th Army had not yet fully arrived, but the American troops had moved, and the enemy's artillery positions carried out intensive artillery bombardment of the deep road in the direction of Gutuli for almost the whole night, that is, indiscriminate artillery fire, regardless of whether there was an enemy in the direction of the artillery.

This was due to the fact that the US military had too many supplies and too many shells, and there were a large number of shells that could not be taken away, so they could only fire all the excess and unloaded shells on the night of the evacuation.

At dawn on December 6, the U.S. troops in Xiajieyuli began to withdraw southward to Gutuli.

At this time, the volunteers of the 26th Army had just arrived, and without stopping for a moment, they hurriedly went into battle, and the Seventh Company and the artillery battalion were also among them.

Under the cover of the three heavy guns of the artillery battalion, the volunteer soldiers launched a general attack on the remnants of the American troops in the corner, accompanied by the bombing of the American planes, the volunteers who were agitated by the charge horn, they dragged their tired bodies, and arrived at the battlefield after a continuous and uninterrupted pause, and quickly entered the battle.

There was not much left of the American troops in the lower corner, leaving some troops to block the volunteers, but they could not resist the charge of the volunteers at all, and they were defeated and retreated.

Xia Yuan held the big eight grains, relying on his strong physical fitness, charging at the forefront of the Seventh Company, his eyes with a hint of coldness, after occupying the high ground, quickly shot at the remnants of the American army, Pinghe occupied the high ground on the other side, the two of them successively knocked out the firepower of the American army in Xiajieyu, and guided the volunteer soldiers to attack Xiajieyuli.

Directly in front of the Seventh Company, is the artillery position left by the US Army to help cover the blocking troops, the forward position of the US Army has been defeated by the Volunteers, in just a few minutes, the Volunteers have rushed to the artillery position of the US Army, Xia Yuan took the lead, a grenade exploded in the head of the US artillery, and the shrapnel of the broken grenade exploded, splashing everywhere.

Wu Qianli led the Seventh Company to rush into the artillery position of the US army and fight the artillery.

Xia Yuan moved very quickly, his eyes swept over the artillery position, quickly took down a high point of the American army, stood at a high point, and used the big eight grains to shoot continuously, the bullet accurately pierced the head of the American army, and the corpses were everywhere.

But soon, a new firepower point of the American army resisted the charge of the volunteers, and Yu Congrong shouted: "Xia Yuan! ”

Xia Yuan stood at a high point, his eyes swept away, this firing point of the US army was a bunker built up with sand and gravel in a bag, not a bunker, pressing the bullet in the magazine of the Garand rifle, raising the gun to aim, and pulling the trigger.

The bullet pierced through the steel helmet of the American soldier who controlled the heavy machine gun, and his body fell straight to the ground, and a US soldier next to him wanted to take over, and the next moment, the bullet penetrated his head, and the American soldier with the bullet next to him was frightened and frozen, and before he could react, his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground.

Yu Congrong hid behind the cannon's cover and shouted: "Beautiful! "Pick up the submachine gun and rush into the trench, and make a sudden assault on the American troops in the trench.

Under the leadership of Wu Qianli, after some fighting, the artillery position of the US army's forward position was quickly captured by the Seventh Company, several heavy artillery pieces stood on the artillery position, and the people of the artillery battalion took over the artillery position of the US army.

"Turn the muzzle of the gun and aim in the direction of Xiajieyuli Airport!"

Battalion Commander Yang put away his gun, shouted, held a cannon, and under the rationality of several soldiers, turned the muzzle of the gun and aimed it in the direction of the airport in Xiajieyuli.

"The Seventh Interspersed Company! Go on the offensive! ”

Wu Qianli held his hat, shouted, put the submachine gun behind his back, and hooked his finger at Battalion Commander Yang.

Battalion Commander Yang was stunned for a moment, threw the gun in his arms to Wu Qianli, and said grinningly: "What do you want you to do with this rotten gun with a cannon, pick and search." ”

Wu Qianli grinned, signaled to Battalion Commander Yang, and led the Seventh Company to continue to attack in the direction of Xiajieyuli.

Xia Yuan didn't care about cleaning up the battlefield, put the gun behind his back, picked up the bullet bag of the American army, and while loading the bullet bag on his body, he continued to run in the direction of Xiajieyuli with the troops.

In order to carry out a war of annihilation against the 1st Marine Division, the soldiers of the US Volunteers changed their previous offensive tactics and launched an attack on the enemy in Xiajieyu during the day.

It can be said that the Volunteers pursued the 1st Marine Division in the face of the repeated bombing and strafing of US planes and the continuous firing of US heavy artillery.

The 26th Army, which was in a hurry and was holding back its fire, launched an attack from the western front and the northern front of Xiajieyuli to the enemy in Xiajieyuli.

At noon, the Volunteers captured Xiajieyuli.

At this time, only part of the US army's blocking troops remained in Xiajieyu, which was quickly wiped out by the volunteers who rushed in, and the Xiajieyu was already empty, and the US troops retreated from Xiajieyu with a large number of weapons, ammunition, and equipment, and all the shells that could not be taken away had been fired as early as the night of the 25th, and the weapons, equipment, and materials that could not be taken away were burned and blown up on the spot.

When the Seventh Company rushed into the US military airfield, what they saw was a large amount of supplies and car wreckage.

Yu Congrong looked at the materials burned by the U.S. military and scolded angrily: "These dog-stricken foreign devils would rather burn them than stay." ”

Xia Yuan kicked away the burned materials, and some of the remnants of the burned cotton clothes could be seen inside, and when the U.S. Army Xingnan Port arrived, they would directly blow up the weapons, ammunition and equipment left on the Xingnan Port, and they would not leave the volunteers at all.

The 1st Marine Division of the United States had the same method of retreat as the troops in Liutanli, and the artillery was divided into one or two groups to cover the withdrawal of troops alternately, and in the sky, hundreds of planes bombarded the high ground near the evacuation road of the 1st Marine Division in turn.

The sound of artillery has never stopped since the withdrawal of the 1st Marine Division began, the soil on the hills on both sides of the highway has been turned over and over by artillery fire, and the fortifications built by the volunteers have also been completely destroyed.

Most of the volunteer soldiers on the highlands did not even see the US troops, and only a dozen or so were bombarded by US planes and heavy artillery, and this was the second time that the volunteers fought with the US army, and it was also the second time they saw the terrifying firepower of the US army.

That is, the Korean War, which made the volunteer soldiers suffer from a serious phobia of insufficient firepower. In the later stage of the battlefield to resist US aggression and aid Korea, there was even a situation in which more than 100 US soldiers were equipped with 150 night vision devices, while in the later period, the volunteers hoarded a large number of heavy artillery and artillery shells and purchased a large amount of heavy firepower from the Soviet Union.

gradually lived like each other.

With the withdrawal of the 1st Marine Division to Gutuli, Commander Song, commander of the 9th Corps, turned his attention to a bridge between Gutuli and Zhenxingli.

Pratunam Bridge!

An order from the division was sent to the 7th Interspersed Company.

Not long ago, the Seventh Company had just stormed Xiajieyuli, and after checking the airfield to make sure that there were no US troops, Wu Qianli put away his gun and shouted: "Clean up the battlefield, collect all the weapons and equipment that can be used, carry the wounded to the camp tent, and cook some food in cans." ”

"Disband!"

"Yes!"

Xia Yuan carried the gun on his back, walked to the corner in front of the tent, grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on his face, and couldn't help grinning.

His cheeks were frozen and painful, as were his hands.

Lei Gong walked over, "Frostbite?" ”

Xia Yuan nodded, "It's okay, it's a small problem, when I practiced martial arts in the past, it was much harder than this, and I was bruised by a lesson every day." ”

Lei Gong took out the remaining little frostbite medicine from his pocket and stuffed it into him, "Wipe it on your face." ”

Xia Yuan looked at the medicine in his hand, turned his head to see that Lei Gong had already left, smiled knowingly, put the medicine into his arms, was reluctant to use it, turned his head and began to rummage in the garbage heap of the US army, the US army will always leave something, which is a treasure for the volunteers.

Soon, he found a small half box of cans and opened the cans thrown in the corner, his eyes lit up, and he saw that the date had expired, Xia Yuan didn't dislike it, and opened the cans and put them in his pocket.

During this time, the canned food has already been eaten, and they can only eat some noodles and boiled potatoes, which have no taste, and the soldiers still eat very fragrantly, after all, in such a cold weather, it is enough to eat a hot meal, which is enough to make the soldiers of the Seventh Company feel satisfied.

The soldiers of the cooking squad who were in charge of cooking were already digging smokeless stoves to cook rice, and several soldiers gathered together to tinker with today's meals, and their muttering could be heard from a distance.

"No more cans?"

"No, I've searched the corners and walls, but I found some foreign devils to eat the leftovers."

"Rinse the canned food with hot water, just a little salty, and leave the meat for the wounded to eat."

"Okay."

They heard movement behind them, and turned their heads to see that it was Xia Yuan.

One of the fighters said, "The meal is not yet ready." ”

Xia Yuan smiled and patted his bulging pockets.

Several fighters' eyes lit up and they gathered around, "Bring something good." ”

"It has to be delicious."

Xia Yuan opened his pocket and took a look, revealing several cans of canned food.

"Oops, don't rob, don't rob."

After a while, several soldiers pressed Xia Yuan and searched out all the cans in his pocket, and one of the soldiers said, "Hey, I have another blessing today, thanks to you." ”

Xia Yuanle smiled happily: "You do it first, and I'll find some later." ”

"Okay, I'll give you more meat then."

"Hey."

After leaving, Xia Yuan looked at the huge US military camp, "Hey, is it so difficult to find something to eat?" ”

With the gun in hand, Xia Yuan rummaged around in the US military camp, and decided to go to the east of the US military where the supplies were stored, maybe he could find some food, and after walking far, two soldiers suddenly rushed out from both sides, Xia Yuan reacted very quickly, stepped back and dodged the bag of the two soldiers, threw it over, kicked a soldier to the ground, reached out and grabbed the gun and aimed at the two.

When they saw the two of them clearly, they turned out to be two grizzled volunteer soldiers.

The two fighters were also stunned when they saw who they were attacking.

Xia Yuan put away his gun and dragged the soldier he kicked from the ground, and the soldier said, "What a skill, I almost thought I had caught my tongue." ”

Xia Yuan smiled: "This US military has been beaten away, which part of the tongue you brought?" ”

The soldier who spoke a thick Henan dialect said: "In the 168th Division of the 63rd Army, Ren Hao? ”

Xia Yuan said: "Those who attack the seventh interspersed company of the first regiment will be fortunate to be lucky." ”

He said again: "This is not a big water that washed the Dragon King Temple, I almost started to move, I just offended, then again, you are really good." ”

"Where, where, the reaction is faster, okay, I won't go forward, I'm going back to the company."

Xia Yuan said with a smile, waved his hand to the two, and turned to leave.

didn't find much to eat, Xia Yuan had to collect some leftovers from the US military in the camp tent of the US army, and it looked like it was quite finished, but fortunately, the weather was cold enough, and the canned food would be frozen after a while, and he also found a lot of canned food that had just been opened and not eaten.

Packed in a worn-out sleeping bag, back to the Seventh Company, Xia Yuan distributed the cans he collected to the soldiers in charge of cooking, kept a few cans and came to the camp tent, and saw Wu Wanli sitting on the bed of the American army, wrapped in an army-green blanket, and stepped forward to hand Wu Wanli the only good can, "Loaded." ”

Wu Wanli raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yuan." ”

Xia Yuan said: "What's wrong?" A little unhappy? ”

Wu Wanli nodded: "A lot of people died." ”

Xia Yuan patted him on the shoulder: "How can there be a war that does not kill people, I will die, you will also die, what we can do is to do unlimited things in a limited life." ”

"Go, carry the wounded into the house."

Yu Congrong commanded two soldiers to carry the wounded, walked in from outside, saw the two of them, and asked happily, "What are you two talking about?" ”

Xia Yuan handed the last can to Yu Congrong, and Yu Congrong patted his pocket: "I have it, I just found it." ”

Xia Yuan smiled, put the last can in his pocket, and said, "Xiao Wanli is a little unhappy. ”

Yu Congrong smiled and asked, "Haven't you killed enough?" ”

Wu Wanli shook his head: "It's not important, I want you all to go home alive." ”

The smile on Yu Congrong's face retracted, patted Wu Wanli, and said to Xia Yuan: "Xiao Wanli has grown up." ”

Xia Yuan nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes." ”

He also had this long-cherished wish in his heart, but after a few battles, his comrades-in-arms who followed him fell one by one, and his only long-cherished wish now was to do his best to reduce the casualties of the soldiers of the Seventh Company.

"Let's go, go get something to eat. Xiao Wanli, I will come out and eat some later. ”

"Hey."

Xia Yuan smiled at Wu Wanli, turned around and followed Yu Congrong out.

The cooks used the helmets of the US soldiers as pots, used canned food and noodles to mix the snow, boiled several pots of noodles and lakes, poured some canned vegetables and canned beef from the US soldiers, used the empty cans as bowls, and shouted: "Come here to eat." ”

The soldiers gathered in a large camp tent, occupying the place of the American army, the life of the fire, the treatment of frostbite, the eating of food, with the end of the battle in Xiajieyuli, the American army arrived in Gutuli, and the pursuit of the volunteers could only be stopped, which also gave the soldiers some time to rest. However, it does not mean that it will stop, and after the break, the encirclement and interception of the 1st Marine Division will continue.

In the camp tent, it was warm, the soldiers of the Seventh Company gathered together, Xia Yuan walked to Lei Gong with a jar and sat down, drank it in small sips, drank it to the end, and saw two thin slices of beef.

Xia Yuan threw two slices of beef into Lei Gong's jar, then ran away with the jar, and turned around with a naughty tone: "Eat more, make up for your body, a lot of age, it's not easy to cross the mountains and mountains." ”

"Hey, who are you talking about is a lot older, you come over to me."

Lei Gong is angry and doesn't fight anywhere, he will chase when he stands up.

Xia Yuan ran away without a trace.

Lei Gongle looked at the two pieces of meat in the jar, walked up to a wounded soldier, and gave him the two pieces of meat.

"Platoon commanders, have a meeting!"

Lei Gong put down the jar and went to the meeting.

Only three of the four platoon commanders of the seventh company remained, the second platoon commander died in the battle in Xinxingli, Mei Sheng sat on the stool, and Wu Qianli held a deformed, steaming tea jar and drank it in small sips.

Mei Sheng was silent for a long time, and said in a hoarse voice: "Each platoon reports the number of casualties. ”

Yu Congrong changed the appearance of the hippie smiling face in the past, with a heavy dark face, and took out the cloth strip of the sacrificed soldier from his pocket, this is the martyr's strip, also known as the glory strip, two strips of cloth, one sewn on the jacket and one sewn on the trousers, after the sacrifice, you can know who the sacrificial soldier is and where he came from.

Yu Congrong's voice was a little hoarse, and he touched the glory strip in his hand, "Twenty-three people have been reduced in one row." ”

Each glorious strip represents a fresh life, Yu Congrong's eyes were filled with mist, and he handed the glorious strip to Wu Qianli. Wu Qianli lowered his head, took the glory strip with a silent face, and held it in his hand.

The deputy platoon commander of the second platoon handed over the glorious strip he had collected and said, "The second platoon sacrificed twenty-one people. ”

"The third platoon reduced eighteen people."

"Fifteen casualties in four platoons."

Lei Gong smoked a dry cigarette and gave the glorious strip in his hand to Wu Qianli, there was no expression on his face, in this battle, the casualties of the Seventh Company were very large, and the attrition was very serious, Wu Qianli did not say anything, and grabbed the glorious strip with both hands.

Mei Sheng said in a deep voice: "Seventy-seven." ”

Wu Qianli silently took out a piece of white cloth from his satchel, the white cloth was already filled with a thick pile of glorious strips, he quietly looked at the glorious strips in the white cloth, his expression was silent.

Since the Seventh Company has gone all the way, there are too many brothers who have left them, many brothers have no bones, and they have not even found the glory strip on their bodies, only a notebook with a number of Mohu and a crossed out name is recorded.

How can there be a war without sacrifice, it is these ordinary people who can no longer be ordinary who compose one tragic song after another.