Chief of Staff Wang saw that neither of them looked at anyone now, but just sat back to back, and he didn't have time to persuade the two, so he decided to hurry up and get down to business.

"Commander Pang, what are the casualties of the 538th Regiment now?"

Commander Pang said: "After going ashore, counting the number of people, the three battalions were washed away by the flood a total of 194 people, just now there were no casualties in the ambush in the north, now except for the seriously wounded, arms and legs can move, as long as the injuries are not big, they are still used." ”

After speaking, he sighed helplessly, even the wounded were used, which shows that the current situation of the 180th Division is not good.

Master Zheng took out a cigarette from his pocket, distributed it to everyone, patted Deputy Division Commander Duan, and when he saw that he ignored people, he smiled: "What's the matter, let me light it and put it in your mouth." ”

Deputy Division Commander Duan took the cigarette angrily, didn't smoke it, and just held it like that.

Division Commander Zheng lit a cigarette and motioned to Chief of Staff Wang to continue.

Chief of Staff Wang continued to ask, "Commander Wang, what about you?" ”

Regiment Commander Wang replied: "The situation is similar to Lao Pang's, except for the combat attrition, after crossing the river, 208 people were washed away, and some squad leaders in one of my battalions have become company commanders. ”

His tone was mixed with complaint.

Deputy Division Commander Duan couldn't stand it anymore, in the face of such a large casualty, he was very sad, interrupted Chief of Staff Wang's words, and said: "Listen, listen, what is the situation, there is no ammunition supply, no food supply, and there is still no sign of a breakthrough after crossing the river, if you continue to fight like this, the 180th Division will be destroyed in Jiguan Mountain sooner or later, division commander, what are your plans." ”

Division Commander Zheng seems to have thought about it a long time ago, "Just in case, let the division headquarters move immediately, so that you can let go of your hands and feet in the future, and you don't have to worry about the future." If it really doesn't work, we will take root, and fight a war of attrition with the US army in this area, that is, I will tie my pants and legs, and I will also entangle him, the organ has been transferred, I am not afraid of anything, I will pester Almond, don't look at him strong, he is not necessarily the opponent of my old guerrilla. ”

"What do you guys think?"

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and their first instinct was that the division commander had made the worst plan, not that this was wrong, but the division commander had made the worst plan, and everyone felt that the prospect was not optimistic, and only the miracle of absolute rebirth remained, and no one raised any objections.

Deputy Division Commander Duan said: "Well, I'll arrange it right away, and as soon as it gets dark, I'll immediately let the organ move." ”

Division Commander Zheng looked at the sky, and he now had a premonition that enemy planes would soon appear in the sky.

It was common sense to move at night, but the situation was too tense to wait any longer for dark, so he said:

"Go and call Zhang Jie, let them go now!"

Divisional organs are like the core of a person's brain, the most important thing in the army, and everything can be lost, but it cannot be lost. Therefore, the rumors of the annihilation of the 180th Division, which are nonsense from the outside world, are completely untenable.

The wind was blowing, and the rain was falling.

Blowing away the smoke of gunpowder and extinguishing the hot land.

Rain and blood mix to form a stream that bubbles from the mountains to the road.

The corpse, covered with a layer of dirt, shook a few times, and got up in a trance, as if it had slept and had a terrible headache, and dimly remembered that his head was injured, as if it was caused by falling from the mountain.

He staggered to his feet, and his legs ached.

Broken leg.

"Is there anyone, and there are no people alive"

The voice was a little hoarse.

The living person is Xia Yuan, with the assistance of tanks and armored vehicles, the enemy attacked the high ground particularly fiercely, in order to break the situation, he organized a death squad, concentrated all the explosives and blasting canisters of the seventh company, and prepared to blow up the enemy's armored vehicles, when he made a detour backwards, the muddy road was wet and slippery, he and another comrade fell down from the mountain, Fu Da died, did not fall to his death, and the follow-up battle is not clear.

The forest was lush and green, and the raindrops on the leaves of the trees were clattering down, and the grass was hanging everywhere.

Xia Yuan lay on the ground, opened his mouth wide, and then the falling raindrops, pursed his lips, looked at the state of his body, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, the clothes on his body had been torn, revealing his dirty body, one leg was broken, and his body was full of abrasions.

After drinking some rainwater, feeling a little stronger, he picked up a wet stick on the ground, supported himself, and staggered forward, when he suddenly saw a person lying in the grass.

"Comrade, comrade."

Xia Yuan staggered over and found that the other party was no longer breathing.

Tear off the other party's honor strip, solemnly put it away, and touched his pocket again, and in the pocket on his left chest, he felt a letter, wet, with the word 'suicide note' written on it.

When he opened it and looked at it, it was written on a torn white cloth, and Xia Yuan was in awe.

"Father, mother, for the liberation of the Korean people, for the security of the motherland, so that the people of the motherland can live a happy life forever, I have gloriously sacrificed my youthful life, this is my most glorious."

"Dad, mother, you don't have to be sad for me, you should be proud of me, my greatest wish in this life is to be able to make your second elder live a good life."

"I did it, and I don't regret it!"

"The moment I joined the PLA, everything I had had already been handed over to the motherland, and for the motherland, I was willing to give everything I had, including my life!"

"U.S. imperialism will never defeat us, victory belongs to us, victory belongs to New China!"

Xia Yuan solemnly folded the suicide note and put it in his pocket, "Don't worry, I will take your suicide note home." ”

Falling from the mountain, thanks to his physical fitness, he just broke his leg, and everything else was fine.

The body of the warrior was covered with some leaves by him, and without tools, and with the way he was now, it was difficult to bury him.

With night vision on, Xia Yuan groped in the woods, found the wet gun that fell to the ground, there were eight bullets in the magazine, and the bullet bag behind him was torn off when it fell, and he didn't know where to go, the gun was covered with mud and dirty, Xia Yuan wiped it with his sleeve, put it behind him, looked around, and staggered to the position with a stick.

"Anyone else? Are there any people alive? ”

The position was quiet, everything was silent, the remains of the soldiers were half-buried in the soil, the guns were only half exposed, and the scattered bullet casings were buried in the soil, Xia Yuan walked on the position, picked up the guns on the ground, wiped them, and threw them aside.

There are visible bodies everywhere, the remains of one's own people, and the remains of the enemy are not visible, and the enemy's body may have been taken away by the enemy while the enemy was advancing.

The remains of the soldiers were difficult to dispose of, so Xia Yuan found a shovel inserted in the ground and buried the remains one by one, which took a lot of effort.

didn't see the body of an old acquaintance, Xia Yuan was a little confused in his heart, couldn't it be that they retreated?

But looking at the situation of the battle, there were blown up tanks and bombed armored vehicles, these things could not be taken away by the US military, and could only be discarded on the position, which shows how tragic the battle was at that time, Xia Yuan didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

I just survived in such a daze.

Xia Yuan smiled bitterly, sat on the ground, put the sapper shovel behind him, and his clothes became tattered, but he found the previously captured stick soldier coat and put it on his body, rested for a while, regained some strength, and looked at the surrounding wilderness and the glimmering sky, Xia Yuan thought for a while.

How long I was in a coma.

It's been a day?

Xia Yuan felt that it was unlikely, so he simply stopped thinking about it, he used this piece of wooden stick as a splint, fixed it on his broken left leg, and wrapped it around it with a rope. There were orange bullets on the ground beside him, which he found when he buried the remains of the soldiers, and there were not many of them, more than twenty of them, and they were randomly placed in his coat pocket without a magazine.

There were also two grenades, stained with mud, which they wiped on their bodies and placed in another pocket.

Holding the ground with a stick, he struggled to stand up, and the hands on his watch were gone, frozen at 12:32. Xia Yuan thought for a while, looked up at the sky, and after turning off the night vision, there was a glimmer of light in the sky in the distance, and he could see it very clearly from the top of the mountain.

"It's almost dawn."

Xia Yuan held his stick and staggered along the road, unable to judge the direction, and going north along the road was the best way.

He was still thinking about things in his heart, whether the 180th Division had crossed the river, what happened to the situation in Zhiyanli, whether the Jiguan Mountain had been lost, and whether the 180th Division would develop according to the original trajectory again.

He couldn't sit still, and sacrificed an entire company, which was able to block the US 24th Division for half a day, and he didn't know if his plan had worked.

As long as the U.S. troops are stopped in the City God's Hall and delayed for a while, Zhiyanli will not be lost, and Yingfeng will not be attacked and lost by the U.S. army, even if Jiguan Mountain is lost, it doesn't matter, Yingfeng is still in the hands of our army.

I hope everything is the same as I think it is.

The retreat of the 180th Division was originally from the retreat hole to the direction of Topingli, and the 181st Division was sent to respond, but the 181st Division was pinned down by the enemy, and the order was passed on for too long, resulting in the 180th Division wanting to retreat through the retreat hole, Shiji's radio was restored, and the 180th Division was ordered to return the same way halfway to the retreat, blocking the enemy in situ, and not long after the withdrawal, the US 7th Division arrived in the retreat hole.

The second retreat route was at Eagle Peak, the 179th Division went to Eagle Peak to respond, but was pinned down by the enemy halfway, the 180th Division arrived at Eagle Peak after paying huge casualties, and as a result, Eagle Peak was full of American troops, and they fought a difficult battle again, taking Eagle Peak, and finally attacked Eagle Peak, there were no friendly troops at all, and there were still a large number of American troops.

As a last resort, they had no choice but to retreat again.

This time, they had no way to retreat, and in the last 80th Division, all parts broke through, some went into the mountains to fight guerrilla warfare for two years, some were captured by the US army, and some died together with the US army.

From beginning to end, in the face of the 180th Division in a desperate situation, no one was politically shaken.

"All the efforts are approaching Eagle Peak, if the enemy does not occupy Zhiyanli, the 179th Division may still receive the 180th Division at Eagle Peak."

Xia Yuan staggered along, feeling a little more anxious.

He was eager to find out whether the current fate of the 180th Division had changed, and whether Eagle Peak was still in the hands of our army.

The road was too deep for no end in sight, and with one of his legs broken and staggering, the ghost knew when he would be able to walk back.

When he was sleepy, someone sent a pillow, no, there was a roar of a truck behind him, Xia Yuan's eyes moved slightly, he tied the coat on his body, fiddled with his messy hair, and held his eyes with one hand, and saw a string of lights coming from a distance, more than a dozen trucks transporting supplies by the US military passed by, and the lights shone on Xia Yuan, and he hurriedly waved his arms.

A truck slowly stopped in front of Xia Yuan, the window rolled down, revealing the face of a white man, he looked at Xia Yuan's appearance: "Oh, poor little guy, who abandoned you here, well, the leg is still broken." ”

"Report to the commander, I am a reconnaissance soldier of the Han Sixth Division, I encountered the Chinese, everyone else died, I rolled down the mountain and broke my leg."

Xia Yuan tried his best to straighten himself, supported the ground with a wooden stick, and said skillfully.

"Man, he speaks our language."

"Shall we take him with us? Leave him here, and maybe he'll die. ”

"There aren't many North Koreans who can speak our language, so let's take him, let him sit in the back, and bring him back to our station, and the North Koreans will thank us."

"Good idea."

The voice of the two of them was very low, but they were still listened to by Xia Yuan in their ears, thanked them, and climbed into the car with difficulty, the back of the car was loaded with boxes, looking at the standards on the boxes, they were loaded with shells.

The U.S. military actually pulled so many shells.

Needless to say, these shells were also going to be used behind the volunteers, and when Xia Yuan decided to leave, he would give them a grand prize.

Earlier, I touched two American-style grenades from the position, wrapped the safety with a rope, tied the other end to the bottom of the box, and stuck the grenade on the bottom two boxes, so that when the US troops moved the upper boxes, they would pull out the safety of the grenade, and then there would be a brilliant fireworks.

Another grenade did a second line of insurance.

Pulling so many shells, it is obvious that the US military wants to annihilate the 180th Division, and it seems that the situation of the 180th Division is even worse than they thought.

Xia Yuan thought for a while, the car was bumpy, and it was dark all around.

After nearly half an hour of bumps, Xia Yuan sat with a sore back, and finally, the US military station with bright lights in the distance appeared in front of him, and he also noticed that the road was full of craters and ravines, and the wreckage of two tanks fell into the ditch in the distance.

"This is the City God Hall, and sure enough, the US army still occupied the City God Hall."

In the face of the steel torrent of the American army, the 540 Regiment held on to a battalion in the City God Hall, and then in just half a day, the City God Hall was lost, as he let the troops withdraw from the City God Hall and stick to the Eagle Peak, which was easier to defend, the loss of the City God Hall was also expected by Xia Yuan, and he did not show much surprise.

(End of chapter)