Fighting a war in Korea is really different from that at home, because we really don't know much about the enemy, unlike at home, where the local people help each other, and our comrades on the secret front provide valuable information in a timely manner. In the Korean battlefield, there is no man's land everywhere, let alone ordinary people, there are no rats, and the commander relies on a simple map in his hand to fight the American devils. ’

The source of information is particularly difficult, if it is not for the superiors to convey to the subordinates, but at that time, the telephone is only to the battalion headquarters, the companies are scattered and need to be transmitted orally, the timeliness of the information is too short, the transmission of the past information, it is estimated that when the road is reached, this information is already useless, let alone the transmission of orders. The second is to organize scouts to scratch their tongues, but those tongues are soldiers, and they have no valuable information. ’

It's dark.

The rain was heavier.

The 180th Division pointed out that everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the higher authorities gave the order to retreat, the confidential secretary and comrades of the organs were packing up the documents, the radio station needed to be installed, and those that could not be taken away were burned on the spot.

"Tens of thousands of people in the movement, among them there are many minor injuries and serious injuries. What is even more worrying is the bad weather, if the military department's order could have been two hours earlier, maybe the situation would not have been so bad. ”

Master Zheng listened to the crackling sound, which was the raindrop hitting the leaves of the trees in the forest.

After a few loud thunders, it rained heavily on the North Han River, and the water level of the Han River soared to two meters.

The only good news was that the heavy rain gave them a chance to retreat.

Almond believed that the strength of the Tenth Army alone and the powerful strikes of heavy weapons and mechanization could fully keep the enemy in front of him, so he fought steadily and steadily, step by step, attacking at times fierce, sometimes slow.

Heavy rain was not a good opportunity to attack, and he was considering whether the 180th Division could withdraw to the north bank of the Han River at the moment. The strength of the 5th Route Regiment of the 1st Marine Division, which was close to one and a half battalions, quickly approached the Xinyan River and moved behind the flanks of the 180th Division. When Almond found out, he immediately sent a telegram to the Fifth Route Regiment, and in addition to the performance, he also made it clear that the attack would be suspended and fortified on the spot, he was worried that the command system of the 180th Division would find itself surrounded too soon and that they would desperately break through.

Therefore, slowing down the pace of the offensive appropriately is also a way to paralyze the enemy.

As everyone knows, the 180th Division has already assembled on the south bank of the Han River.

The fighters, who had been fighting for several hours, retreated from their positions on a hurried march, were extremely tired, had been without food for several days, and had not eaten. The river is now cold and biting, hungry and cold, and the physical strength of the soldiers has long reached the limit, and now it is completely spiritual will.

And such a group of fighters turned out to be only children around nineteen or twenty years old.

The location chosen by the 180th Division to cross the river and the location chosen by Xia Yuan to cross the river were not in the same position, Xia Yuan returned the same way, while the 180th Division crossed the river completely in the gap between the ferry, and there were three wires pulled up by the soldiers who crossed the river first, and as the water level rose, the wires were swallowed up by the tumbling river.

Taking advantage of the night, more than 10,000 people of the 180th Division wanted to cross the river through these three wires.

The warriors unloaded their gaiters, pulled each other, and jumped into the icy river one by one.

Deputy Division Commander Duan shouted on the shore: "Everyone be quick, hurry up!" ”

Danger looms.

Almond smelled that the 180th Division was about to cross the river, and had already laid out a large number of fortifications on the shore, when the lead reached the center.

Phew!

In the eyes of all the fighters, a flare rose on the opposite bank.

Immediately afterward, the roar of airplanes was heard overhead, and flares were projected from the planes and landed over the tumbling Han River, and the entire Han River was reflected as if it were daytime.

The heavy artillery group began to release shells to the 180th Division in the river, and the strong wind and heavy rain affected the trajectory of the shells and bullets, although it could not accurately hit the troops in the river, but still posed a huge threat to the 180th Division that was crossing the river.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The shells that came from the front and back of the team fell on the left and right sides of the team, and at the beginning it was still sporadic artillery fire, which should have been a test fire of the US Tenth Army, but now it has become a very dense artillery fire cover.

The artillery of the US Tenth Army could not see the target clearly at all, but they just threw shells desperately in the direction they set.

Shells, they have, do not feel in the slightest waste of ammunition.

The comrades of the stretcher team were not the slowest, they were two people holding the wounded on the magazine, plus all kinds of weights on their bodies, the speed and strength of the two people in front and back must be even, and it was very difficult to take every step, because of the special conditions, no one urged the stretcher team to go fast, but they still tried their best to go faster.

"Boom!"

Another howitzer came, and the water column was lifted up more than three meters high, and the mountain-like river water fell down in a hurry, and it was like a huge palm stirring the tumbling river.

Everyone was still left with dry heads, but now they were drenched with river water and rainwater, and their bodies were wet.

"Goodong, goo-dong" twice, the huge shock wave formed by the cannonballs in the water, coupled with the turbulent speed of the water, two soldiers and the wounded on the stretcher were washed away in an instant, and the river rolled for a while, and then flowed away silently.

The comrades in the back shouted their names, but all they could see was the dark river rushing.

Even with one hand dragging the rope made of leggings, some of the warriors could not hold on, they were too hungry, the cold water consumed their remaining calories, and some of them were seriously exhausted, and gradually, they lost consciousness and had no choice but to let go of their hands and let the rolling river swallow them.

It took a long time for the comrades around me to notice, 'Ahh

The rolling river is rushing and rushing, and no one can hear a response.

The bean-sized raindrops crackled on them, and the already thin figure was even thinner.

But it is this thin figure that supports the backbone of the family and country.

"Phew! Phew! ”

The US military plane dropped an umbrella flare, which slowly descended under the action of the parachute, and the flare burned magnesium in the air, releasing a dazzling light, and the pilot looked down from the cockpit, and he clearly saw several columns lined up in the river.

"You go first, we'll wait."

"Come on, I'll tell you what's the matter with this comrade."

"You guys go first."

There was a group of people arguing on the riverside on the south bank.

Li Mengqi and Lin Qingxue hadn't left yet, they were wet all over their bodies, all water, very tired, four female comrades were carrying two stretchers, and the special wounded person was also lying on the stretcher, and they were pulled down.

Eight eighteen or nineteen-year-old female soldiers were also on the side, holding several musical instruments, and their bodies were drenched in the rain, looking a little overwhelmed.

It turned out that the water level had risen too high, and the female comrades of the hospital and the female comrades of the art team did not dare to cross the river, and the comrades of the guard squad were guiding them. After all, they are female comrades, their physical strength is not as good as that of male comrades, and there are four female comrades who are still carrying stretchers, and the male comrades of the guard squad see that they have not left yet, so they plan to lift them up and cross the river, but the female comrades of the art team will not let them, for fear of causing trouble to them, and insist on letting them go first.

They all knew in their hearts that if the comrades of the guard squad took them, the danger factor of crossing the river would be even higher.

They are in a hurry, and the comrades of the guard squad are even more anxious in their hearts, and the enemy is chasing after them, and they may be chasing after them at any time.

At this time, a group of people ran by the river, and one of them shouted, "What part are you from?" Why is it not a river!? ”

The one who shouted was Jia Yu'an, the commander of the Ninth Company of the 539th Regiment, who brought some of the comrades of the Ninth Company back to find the comrades who had fallen behind.

The head of the guard squad saluted and said: "Report, these female comrades did not let us take them across the river, and there were two seriously injured among them, and it is estimated that they were left behind in the hospital." ”

A female comrade said: "Whoever said it, you go first, and we'll figure it out ourselves in a while." ”

Jia Yuan, commander of the Ninth Company, a well-known combat hero of the division, personally killed Guo Baozhi, a bandit leader entrenched in Dayi Township, during the operation to suppress bandits in western Sichuan in China.

Jia Yu'an's intention to do things is similar to Li Fengxiang, looking at the scene in front of him, and said eagerly: "The enemy may catch up at any time, what are you still rubbing, go quickly." ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward and snatched the waist drum held by a member of the art team, and she dragged it back desperately with both hands, "Company Commander Jia, we have to use this drum for us, we can't throw it away, and we have to sing for you when you cross the river." ”

This member of the art team knew Company Commander Jia, but Company Commander Jia couldn't remember clearly, she had been fighting in the past few days, and there were too many dead and injured brothers, and she had long forgotten who she was.

Just when Jia Lian Chang was stunned, she said: "Look at your memory, on the sixteenth, our sisters still go to your company to sing, I am Feng Shide." ”

Company Commander Jia then remembered that they sang and danced for more than three hours at the request of the soldiers of the Ninth Company that day, which was very hard. Thinking of this, Company Commander Jia persuaded her: "Comrade Xiao Feng, you must go quickly now and overcome difficulties, the situation is already very bad, the enemy may come up at any time, hurry up." ”

Company Commander Jia's painstaking persuasion was to hope that they would get out of danger soon, but they understood this time, and they played with their pants one after another, and each of them was supported by two soldiers and walked into the river.

Li Mengqi stepped forward and said, "Company Commander Jia, there are two wounded here, the injuries are not clear, we will definitely not be able to get through." ”

"What nonsense, hand it over to our soldiers, now that the river is rising fiercely, the enemy's artillery is staring at us again, and there are enemies chasing after us, you should move faster."

Company Commander Jia noticed that the female comrades who were supporting them were carrying a musical instrument, which was very inconvenient to move, and it was very difficult for the soldiers to help them up.

Company Commander Jia hurriedly said: "When is it, hurry up and throw away these things, don't want it, hurry!" ”

The female soldiers didn't do it: "Company Commander Jia, musical instruments are with us, just like guns with you, how can there be art troupes on the battlefield without musical instruments." ”

The musical instrument in their hands has accompanied them for countless days and nights from China to North Korea, and this feeling is like the soldiers who can't throw away the guns in their hands.

"It's all lost, is it your own life that matters, or the musical instrument that matters!"

"Wait, Company Commander Jia, this waist drum is not in the way, you have to keep a musical instrument for performance after crossing the river."

"After crossing the river, the situation will be even worse, and I don't think there will be a chance to perform."

Company Commander Jia stepped forward resolutely, snatched their musical instruments, threw them into the water, and the river disappeared in a roll, and then waved his hand to let the soldiers take the female comrades across the river.

Company Commander Jia supported Li Mengqi, and in front of him were four soldiers carrying stretchers and staggering.

Li Mengqi hadn't eaten much in the past two days, her body was a little weak, she felt powerless, and the tumbling river seemed to swallow her at any time, she gritted her teeth and persevered.

At this time, there was the roar of the plane overhead, which seemed to be on the way back, but the plane seemed to have discovered the team, and dropped two umbrella flares again, and the dazzling white light illuminated the big guy and couldn't open his eyes.

The U.S. artillery on the south bank fired several howitzer shells at this white light, and the shock wave on the river surface was so large that it almost scattered the team.

Li Mengqi changed his posture, grabbed the cold wire under the water and continued to swim forward, next to her Company Commander Jia, a large piece of shrapnel in the middle of his back, he endured the severe pain, silent, in fact, the blood had already formed a large patch on the river, but because it was dark, no one found out, he was still using his last strength to help another soldier push Li Mengqi forward, he was worried that he would let go at once, and he would be discovered by this female comrade, so he kept holding back.

A howitzer shell fell on their side, the rolled up column of water was a foot high, the shock wave of the explosion rolled the water surface, forming a turbulent undercurrent, a small wave of water rushed to the face, he took advantage of this wave to come, let go of his hand, there was no thing to support, and his body followed the wave to bring him out of a long distance.

At the last moment when the water surface was submerged to the head, Company Commander Jia looked at the back of the big guy with peace of mind, until he came ashore, and he sank into the river with his weight truthfully.

After going ashore, everyone counted the number of people, only to find that Company Commander Jia had fallen behind, and when he looked back at the Bukhan River, only the river was viciously rolling, and the raindrops the size of beans fell in the river water, causing ripples.

The brothers of the Ninth Company knelt on the shore and hugged their heads and cried: "Woo woo Woo Company Commander, come back!" ”

No one responded, only the howling wind.

Li Mengqi cried very sadly, the rain on her face was mixed with tears, and she couldn't tell anything.

The female soldiers sobbed and felt guilty.

Feng Shide cried so much that suddenly she straightened up, led the female soldiers of the art troupe to stand in a row, facing the mighty river, and sang the "Battle Song of the Chinese People's Volunteers": "The sons and daughters of China unite together to resist the United States and aid Korea and defeat the wolf of ambition of the United States." ”

Comrade Xiao Sun and Lin Qingxue on the stretcher were also muttering, humming along, tears already blurring their eyes.

The river is rolling, but the sound of the waves is still there.

That night, more than 600 comrades were swallowed up by the river and left them forever.

(End of chapter)