In the end, the Military Committee of the 60th Army unanimously decided to let the 180th Division continue to stay on the south bank of the Han River and carry out the covering mission on the spot.

It is expected that the 180th Division will remain on the south bank of the Han River for at least 3-5 days.

This telegram was undoubtedly the most fatal for the 180th Division.

At this time, the 180th Division, after passing on the advice to the military headquarters, fell into silence, Division Commander Zheng was sitting on a stool, wiping his pistol, he was going to find something to do, but he didn't find it, so he had to take out his matching gun and keep wiping it.

Deputy Division Commander Duan and Chief of Staff Wang stared at the map, their brows twisted into a ball of hemp rope.

Director Wu went to logistics, logistics except guns, there is nothing, these guns were also captured from the enemy, and then the broken guns were sent to the division headquarters, maybe they can be used in the future sent back to China for smelting, after the founding of New China, one poor and two white, all kinds of waste to be rebuilt, steel is particularly scarce, bullet casings have to be recycled, it can be seen what the poverty of New China at that time became.

"Crunch!"

He got up from the stool, walked quickly to Division Commander Zheng, and handed him the telegram from the military headquarters just now, which read: Order the 180th Division to hold on to the south of the North Han River for 3-5 days.

The situation on the battlefield was already quite severe, and their superiors still ordered them to hold out south of the North Han River for three to five days!

The 'United Nations Army' on the Central Front, under the command of the US Tenth Army, launched a counteroffensive against the 3rd Corps' 150-kilometer wide front.

At this time, Almond did not know that there was only one dissatisfied 180th Division south of the Han River defending on the spot, and he had not yet noticed the big gap between the junction of the 3rd Corps and the 9th Corps of the Volunteer Army.

This 'task force' is the famous Newman spearhead.

Newman's spearhead will penetrate the rear of the Volunteers, and Almond will also use Newman's spearhead to launch a full-scale attack on the Volunteers' positions. Newman's attack was on the 24th. That is to say, 24 days ago, the US army's attack was particularly fierce for the volunteers, and in fact, for the US army, such an attack was quite cautious.

Almond had to be so cautious, MacArthur was already a lesson from the past, and the first four battles were even more lessons from the past, especially in the first, second, and third battles, the Chinese attacked quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly, and beat them to the 38th parallel, so that Almond was afraid of the volunteers in his heart, so that he began to deal with the volunteers cautiously.

At this time, on the road between the front line and the 180th Division, there was gunpowder smoke rising from the potholed bomb impact points, the aftermath of the ground shaking had just dissipated, the wreckage of a truck was billowing black smoke, and the whizzing US bombers disappeared into the clouds.

Ma Da scolded loudly: "I cao your grandmother's little devil!" The truck that Lao Tzu finally drove out, you fucking blew it up like this, you don't have to die! ”

He turned his head to look at the blown up truck, and his heart was full of distress.

"A good cart of ammunition will be blown up, you don't feel distressed, you have money, you say that you will blow it up, I still feel distressed."

Listening to Ma Da's angry scolding, Xia Yuan looked at Instructor Shao who came over, only to see him shake his head gently.

"Sun Xianda is a good comrade, in order to protect the truck from being shelled by the enemy, he is still working hard at the last moment of his life, he is a hero."

Xia Yuan didn't speak, only distress enveloped him, and on the way to the headquarters of the 180th Division, they were bombed by American bombers again and lost a truck.

The truck was loaded with ammunition, and Sun Xianda drove the truck out of the convoy and drove the truck onto the flat road, attracting the attention of the US bombers, and the three US bombers chased after them.

The road is different from the small road, the road surface of the highway is full of impact points left by the bombing of the US bombers, potholes, and the surrounding area is flat and unobstructed, Xia Yuan took them to the path.

When the American bombers came from a distance, they didn't find Xia Yuan's convoy at first, because they were too far apart.

By that time, it was too late for them to use the bushes on the trail to camouflage.

As long as the US military planes flew over, they would definitely be discovered, and it was at this moment of crisis that Sun Xianda drove his truck to the flat, easy to find highway. It was Sun Xianda's initiative to expose them that allowed them to escape.

But Sun Xianda did not escape this catastrophe, a shell fell on the truck, detonating the ammunition on it, but in an instant, the truck became a pile of wreckage.

When they reacted, it was too late, Sun Xianda was shattered by the cannonball, and he couldn't find anything on him.

Instructor Shao said: "Lao Xia, we should find a place to hide the materials, wait until after dark, and then transport the materials over, it is too risky to transport them during the day, the enemy's planes are one after another, even if they take a small road, they may be discovered by the enemy, so many materials, if they are all blown up, I feel distressed." ”

Xia Yuan pursed his lips and looked at the wreckage of the car without saying a word, thought for a long time, opened the map and looked at where they were now.

"More than 100 kilometers from the front line to the rear, we have only been walking for a long time, the roads in the mountains are not easy to walk, these materials can be sent to the rear as soon as possible, more people can be saved, the ammunition is fine, but food and medicine cannot be delayed for a moment."

Xia Yuan handed the map to Instructor Shao, and said: "Instructor, the distance from the front line to the rear is too far, and it has been delayed for a day, I don't know what will happen to the situation on the battlefield, this batch of materials must be sent to the division headquarters earlier, no matter how difficult it is, it must be overcome." ”

Knowing that Xia Yuan couldn't be persuaded, Instructor Shao was silent for a while, nodded and stood up: "Okay, since that's the case, then try to send this batch of materials to the division headquarters during the day, let's continue to set off!" ”

Sun Xianda's sacrifice made them sad for a short time, and then cheered up again, because Sun Xianda's sacrifice could not find anything to prove him, Lao Yang led people to find a part of the ashes from the wreckage of the car, dug a big pit, and buried the ashes in the pit, and the conditions were limited and there was no monument.

"I don't know how many comrades like Sun Xianda did not erect a monument in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and when the times change, maybe this tomb will also become an inconspicuous small dirt slope, and then bulldozed by the development of the times."

lit a cigarette, dispelled the heaviness in his heart, returned to the truck, started the car and continued to set off towards the division headquarters, followed by another huge crisis, the fuel in the US army truck was insufficient, and there was still a large section of the road from the division headquarters, and the truck broke down on the way.

"U.S. military trucks have consumed a lot of fuel on the way to transport, and they may need to replenish fuel when they return to the station, and it is normal for them to break down halfway."

"So what do we do now?"

"Hide the vehicle first, continue to drive on the road if you can't, stay here if you can't drive, and wait for the comrades in front to pass on the news."

"Company commander, company commander!"

When Instructor Shao was talking to Xia Yuan, Wang Xiaoliang, who was in charge of the reconnaissance mission, stood on the top of the mountain and shouted at the top of his voice: "Our comrades, we have met our comrades." ”

Everyone got up one after another, ran to the top of the mountain, and saw a group of comrades walking along the mountain road in the distance, and they also saw a company on the top of the mountain, waving at them.

"Comrade, which part of you, why are you here?"

The person on the other side came, a company commander, and inquired and learned that the other party was a comrade of the machine gun company of the second battalion of the 539th regiment.

"We are a battalion and a company of the 538th Regiment, and we have captured several truckloads of supplies, and we are about to send them to the division headquarters."

Xia Yuan shook hands with him and asked again, "Comrade, where are you going?" ”

"Reinforcement Jiuluan Mountain, the front-line battle is fierce, the offensive of the foreign devils is more ferocious, not only from the front, but also from the east side of the US troops, we have to rush over to block the US troops on the east side, delay time."

The company commander of the machine gun company said.

"We have captured four truckloads of ammunition, one of which was blown up by the foreign devil's plane, and there are still three truckloads of ammunition left, which are delivered to the rear and will also be transported to the front line, so it is better for you to bring them together, and if you meet brother troops, we will distribute these supplies to them."

Xia Yuan's plan was to hand over these materials to the division headquarters and the division commander would distribute them uniformly, but now that the truck broke down halfway, there were only a few vehicles that could drive, so the transportation of these materials needed to be carefully considered.

Since the wounded began to be transferred to the rear, medicine was a life-saving thing and had to be sent to the division headquarters. All the officers and men of the 180th Division have not eaten or drunk for a long time, and the canned food also needs to be sent to the rear, and the other part can be left on the front line.

"Okay, good, great, with this batch of ammunition, the soldiers don't need to worry about the ammunition, the battle has been fought for so many days, the consumption of ammunition is very large, and the soldiers have been marching continuously, and they have reached the time of exhaustion, and they have not rested for several days, this batch of ammunition is really a relief in the snow!"

The company commander was very happy to hold Xia Yuan's hand and held it hard and didn't let go.

He looked at the truck at the bottom of the mountain, and asked: "Comrade, I don't know if you can give us a box of canned food, not much, just a box, several soldiers in the machine gun company suffer from night blindness, they can't eat or sleep well, and they can't see clearly at night, if this foreign devil hits at night, it's too fatal, the hygienist said that night blindness is caused by malnutrition, I think about improving the food for the soldiers, but the superiors can't get a little food, during this time, the soldiers are eating wild vegetables all the way through, Unexpectedly, those comrades who suffered from night blindness began to see clearly during the day. ”

He was a little ashamed, and said cautiously: "Foreign devils don't have food with them when they fight, it's too difficult to capture them from them, there is a box of canned food, and when you eat, open a can and cook it into soup for them to drink and warm up." ”

Seeing a company commander like this for the soldiers, the feeling in the hearts of the soldiers of the first company is really uncomfortable, the war has been fought to this point, and it is very difficult for all troops, but fortunately, they followed the company commander and captured the US military supplies, and this morning they ate canned food, and if a can goes down, they can go without eating for a day.

Their lives are good, but there are still many fraternal units that are still having a hard time.

"Company commander."

The soldiers of the company looked at Xia Yuan hesitantly, they raised their heads and saw that the soldiers of the brother troops were supporting each other, not injured, but tired, many soldiers had not eaten for several days, their bodies were weak, and they had no strength to climb the mountains, but when they arrived on the battlefield, they burst out with amazing perseverance.

Xia Yuan's heart was also full of taste.

The history book is too small, just turn a page is their life, in the vast river of history, they are so insignificant, but in this world, the light they emit is so dazzling, it is they who embellish the long river of history, making the long river look more brilliant.

"Comrade, there are three carts of canned food, you take two carts, if you meet brother troops, distribute these canned food to brother troops, the soldiers are fighting with foreign devils against hunger, we can't sit idly by."

Xia Yuan thought about it and decided to make his own decisions and distribute the two truckloads of supplies to the comrades of the machine gun company in front of him, and then they handed them over to the battalion headquarters or met other comrades and gave them the canned food directly.

The commander of the machine gun company in front of him showed joy on his face, but then there was hesitation: "Comrade, the materials have been given to us, how can you give the division commander an errand, this is a violation of discipline." ”

"Discipline is dead, people are alive, if I watch the soldiers die in front of my eyes in order to maintain discipline, is it necessary to observe such discipline? The cans are emergency, the fighters are so hungry that they can't even walk, am I still for the so-called discipline? We have to adapt to the situation on the battlefield. ”

Xia Yuan grabbed his hand and said: "You can take the canned food, let the soldiers eat first, there are more cans in three truckloads, and the situation in other companies is not optimistic, we must send the canned food to the comrades of other companies." Another truckload of canned food I had to send to the rear, and there were a lot of wounded people in the rear, and they needed nutrition, and these cans were their only source of nutrition. ”

The company commander let go of Xia Yuan's hand and gratefully saluted him with a standard military salute.

Xia Yuan returned the salute with a solemn face.

With the blowing up of a truck, they still had three trucks of ammunition, three trucks of canned food and four trucks of medicines, and finally one truck of cans and four trucks of medicines, there were many mules in the machine gun company, and the mules were pulling the baggage, but after continuous fighting, the baggage behind the mules became less and less, and the ammunition consumption of the machine gun company was very severe, and the number of shells that could be used so far was not much, and many mortars had become iron frames and had no effect.

However, the mule can still pull a lot of ammunition and canned food, the commander of the machine gun company hurriedly asked people to move things, and asked some people to open a few boxes of canned food to eat, three trucks of canned food, if distributed to all the volunteer officers and soldiers of the 180th Division, it is definitely not enough, even if three more cars are not enough, Xia Yuan can only do something within his ability.

(End of chapter)