In a steep ravine.

Xia Yuan led more than 30 people down the steep mountain, and after passing through a gravel area, they saw a cave, the mouth of the cave was full of broken corpses, and the blood stained the ground red.

The corpse at the door was that of the Stickmen, and it was clear that there were people from them who had encountered them here.

"Go inside and have a look!"

Xia Yuan leaned on crutches and shouted loudly.

The two warriors put down the box on their shoulders and rushed into the cave, there was not a single intact corpse, the ground was scattered with severed limbs and stumps, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the air of the cave, which lasted for a long time, and in the pungent smell of gunsmoke, there was also a smell of blood.

The two fighters stared blankly at the remains on the ground, the remains of their comrades.

The two of them ran outside the cave and told Xia Yuan about the situation inside, Xia Yuan staggered to the cave and saw the corpses all over the ground with silence on his face.

Without saying a word, he walked outside the cave.

He thought of something, and his heart became even heavier, who would be left in the cave, and when he broke out, he would not take them with him, and there would be no one else except the wounded and sick.

"There must be more sick and wounded in this area!"

"But after saving these wounded and sick, can I take them with me?"

Xia Yuan was silent again in his heart.

All the way here, the size of the team is only one company, and the three platoons are less than a hundred people, and they have no time to take care of their own wounded, so how can they take care of more wounded.

The most important thing is that in order to carry more ammunition and food, Xia Yuan did not let the soldiers carry medicine, if they really planned to fight a blocking war, they would not be able to live, and they would not be able to use medicine or anything, so it was better to carry more food and ammunition.

"Let's go!"

Xia Yuan gritted his teeth and led the soldiers to quickly go to the place agreed by Instructor Yang.

It was only ten minutes from the explosion to the time they had fought in the past, and the fact that the enemy was able to withdraw within ten minutes meant that they had not gone far, and they might soon collide with Yang Nanzhen.

Xia Yuan was already surrounded by sporadic gunshots, too many, like sparks all around them.

There is a high probability that it can be judged that these sporadic gunshots are likely to be the seriously wounded who remained.

Xia Yuan wanted to save it, but he couldn't save it, he would definitely save it if he could, but they had to go back now and continue to delay, once they were separated by the enemy, the consequences would be unimaginable, which was equivalent to being divided by the enemy.

The top priority is to join them in Yang Nanzhen.

The gunfire was intermittent, one after another.

Xia Yuan gritted his teeth, staggered to the ground with a stick, and the sound of cannon fire was heard in the distance.

He shouted, "Watch out for cover!" Wangbeard, follow me and go reconnoitre! ”

Listening to the rumbling of the cannons and the echoes of the spread, they were still far away.

"It's still a step too late!"

Stand on the ridge and look into the distance.

In the distance, the long-range firepower of the US military wantonly dropped howitzer shells between the rolling mountains and rivers, the smoke of gunpowder was billowing into the air, there was very little green in the field of vision, and there were bare ridges everywhere, which were turned over and over again by artillery fire.

"We're going to move a little faster."

The battle ahead was particularly fierce, Yang Namjin was digging fortifications with his people, and a large number of Korean troops appeared, and suddenly launched an attack on them.

The South Korean division does not want to face, there is long-range fire support of the US army in the rear, and it is not stingy at all, what encounters the main force of the Chinese, one by one asks the back to artillery support, anyway, it is not theirs, there is no need to use it in vain.

Just when Xia Yuan and the others were in a hurry to cross the mountains, the Korean army launched a fierce attack on the position of the volunteers on the mountain.

A battalion of American troops, six or seven hundred men, scattered into a skirmish line and launched an attack on the positions held by two platoons in Yangnan Town on the mountain, and the battle was particularly fierce, but it did not last long before the gunfire stopped.

Xia Yuan laughed loudly.

Although he took away the light machine gun combat group for the sake of safety, he left behind a large number of heavy machine guns and a lot of bullets, and the formation of a firepower cluster would definitely not be able to defeat the South Korean army without the coordination of tanks and armored vehicles.

At least one regiment of troops had to be used to launch a group charge up the hill from all sides.

"If the light machine gun is also there, it will definitely be stable."

Xia Yuan thought in his heart and shouted, "Speed up, let's go around!" ”

The sticks are relatively cunning, but their combat effectiveness is not very good, and if they can't attack for a long time, they won't attack again.

As for why it was a stick soldier, it was very simple, they came from the direction of the American army, tossed all the way, and saw the corpses of the Korean army at the location of the cave, there were not many of them, and the remaining Korean troops would pursue in the direction of the 180th Division's breakthrough, and that direction was where they were stationed in Yangnan Town.

"Company commander, look!"

By the time they crossed the ridge, they could already see far away from their positions that they were fending off the attack of the South Korean army.

After the first attack was repulsed, it didn't take long for them to organize a second wave of attacks.

"They can't beat it, let's hurry up." Xia Yuan looked at the tired and sweaty soldiers and said, "Comrades, hold on a little longer, the comrades on the front line need everyone." ”

The fighters gritted their teeth and tightened the ammunition on their bodies.

"Wu Liang, I'll help you carry the ammunition."

The weight of the ammunition should be above the can, and it was very heavy on the shoulder, and many soldiers did not say a word, obviously they were tired.

"Wang Huzi, I can still hold on." Wu Liang took a deep breath, lifted the ammunition box hard, stumbled under him, and was about to fall to the ground, when a pair of big hands grabbed him, and Wu Liang calmed down.

It's the company commander.

"Changing to carry, the ammunition is heavy."

Bullets are the heaviest, followed by grenades. The soldiers carrying the ammunition were very tired, but they didn't say it, Xia Yuan was very moved in his heart, and the soldiers were always able to move everyone in a very small place.

After changing the ammunition, everyone rushed a little faster.

They were getting closer and closer to the position, and the gunfire became more and more intense, and on the ridge of the mountain not far away, they saw the South Korean troops attacking on the slope of the mountain, scattered in various positions, bending over, and the appearance of thieves and rats was very obscene.

It's a comparison with the Japanese devils.

"Go around to the side!"

Xia Yuan's plan is still to cut in from the side, and attacking the enemy from the side is the most effective method, which is more effective than directly supporting the position.

Their machine-gun group had eight light machine guns, and the formation of fire suppression was very impressive.

This ROK division belongs to the 11th Regiment of the 6th Han Division, its combat effectiveness is not strong, it is better than a large number of people, there is a big father behind it, it has long-range fire support, plus there are only two platoons of Chinese stationed on the high ground, and they have six or seven hundred people, which is not a small force.

It may be that it has not been hurt by the Chinese before, and after this South Korean army called for artillery support, it rushed to the position in a hurry, for fear that it would not be able to grab the head after rushing.

Killing Chinese can be exchanged for rewards from the Yankees, rewards can be exchanged for money, and in the future, stealing chickens and dogs will live, and when the war is over, he will also be rich.

"Hurry up, run faster, if it's slow, you won't be able to grab the head."

The ROK army firmly believed that under the heavy artillery support of the US army, it was difficult for the Chinese to organize an effective counterattack, and immediately let a battalion of six or seven hundred people rush forward one by one, and it is not difficult to see that the major of the ROK army is also a ruthless character.

However, when the soldiers of the South Korean army rushed to the position close enough, fierce gunfire came from the position, and the South Korean army who rushed to the front was the first to suffer, and rows of bullets, like lawn mowers, swept past, and rows of people fell to the ground with screams.

"Grandma's, she really treats us like soft persimmons."

Yang Nanzhen looked at the five or six heavy machine guns on the position, his blackened cheeks showed disdain, and he spat at the ground: "Don't save me ammunition, beat them hard, think about how you were chased by the enemy, how to beat this group of guys, don't save me ammunition, no, saving ammunition can save a few people, it's better to kill a few more foreign devils for me, even if I go down, when I go to the Netherworld, I can also explain to them if I meet other comrades." ”

"Lao Tzu has avenged you!"

Five or six water-cooled ones captured from the hands of the U.S. army continued to spray out chains of fire, and the bullets swept past, suppressing the South Korean army and not raising their heads at all, a squad of South Korean troops wanted to sneak attack from the flank, but they didn't want to collide head-on with Xia Yuan, who had just come to support, and they really hit the muzzle of the gun.

Xia Yuan picked up the big eight grains, quickly emptied the magazine, and one bullet hit a Korean soldier.

"Up!"

Put away the gun and shout.

"Foreign devil, your grandfather is here!"

Wang Huzi shouted, relieved to love the ammunition box, rushed to the top of the hill with a Czech style, and suddenly shouted at the American troops who fell to the ground: "Wu Liang, don't fall behind, you kid!" ”

The soldiers put down the ammunition boxes one after another, and rushed to the top of the hill with their guns, and the thirty people held back a lot of strength in their hearts, just like the wolves that rushed into the flock, the guns in their hands did not have eyes, and the bullets were running everywhere, and they fought their way out of the bloody way.

The fighters were all straggled, scattered by the enemy, holding their breath in their hearts and unable to breathe, this battle was definitely the best opportunity to vent.

Wang Huzi and they rushed bravely, cutting off the enemies in front and behind, seven or eight light machine guns clattered non-stop, and the absolute fire suppression formed was like a mountain and a sea, roaring to cover the past, the fleeing stick soldiers could not run, and were pierced by the whistling bullets through the body, and the force of inertia fell to the ground.

The defeat was like a mountain.

The battalion commander of the major battalion of the stick soldiers was torn apart from the corner of his eyes, jumped in anger in the rear, and cursed again, his soldiers were stopped and cut off by more than thirty Chinese who suddenly appeared, if it was only more than thirty people, they six or seven hundred people, even if they fought, they could fight through, but this enemy's fire was fierce and undecent, the front pressed to the mountain, and the back pressed down the mountain.

For a time, the ranks of the South Korean army were in chaos.

"Hahahaha! It's our reinforcements that have arrived! ”

Yang Nanzhen laughed heartily.

The morale of the fighters on the positions was high.

The victory in this battle was destined to belong to the Volunteer Army.

The soldiers of the Han army who escaped listened to the battle on the mountain with palpitations, and rejoiced in their hearts that they were rushing slowly, otherwise when they rushed to the top of the mountain, they would be cut off by the Chinese who suddenly rushed over from the side, and they could not advance or retreat on the mountain.

The dense gunfire on the mountain lasted for more than ten minutes before it gradually subsided, and the battalion commander of the major battalion of the stick soldiers observed the situation on the hill with a telescope, and his face showed a trace of anger.

"Damn the Chinese, call the artillerymen, bombard them fiercely for me!"

"Report to the chief, the Americans said that the artillery resources are tight, and they do not give us artillery support, and they want us to overcome the hardships ourselves."

"What? These damn Americans, we are working for them!! ”

The battalion commander of the major slammed the telescope on the ground fiercely, and the anger on his face hung on his face, and he wanted to scold the Americans angrily, but when he grabbed the walkie-talkie, he could hear the sound of rattling, and the anger on his face dissipated a little, and he put down the walkie-talkie angrily and said to the soldier:

"We gave up the attack and told the Americans that we were hit by the main forces of the Chinese here, the other side was very fierce, we suffered heavy casualties, and we needed support!"

The battalion commander of the major thought to himself, since you don't need artillery to help me, then you should deal with this mess yourself.

As for the dead Korean soldiers, he didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, but was thinking about how to get rid of the pot on his body.

After thinking about it, the battalion commander of the South Korean army major thought of a good way, "Tell our commander that the Americans regard us as the vanguard, we have been hit by the most ferocious fire of the Chinese, with heavy casualties, and request to retreat from this area, if the Chinese fire is fierce, our army may be at risk of annihilation, and we will retreat on our own." ”

Escaping is their old tradition, and the battalion commander of the major has planned to flee in his heart, but recently Almond is very dissatisfied with them, and he can no longer run away blindly like before, he has to escape in a planned way, and use his brain more.

The battalion commander of the major thought about it and came up with such a plan. The so-called vanguard is actually very easy to understand, and the ROK army itself knows in his heart that the Americans do not regard them as human beings, and always let them go first in difficult battles.

To put it mildly, that's proper cannon fodder.

In fact, where the Americans regard them as the vanguard troops, and where there are the main forces of the Chinese, they just want to find an excuse to retreat anytime and anywhere.

If the superiors did not approve it, the battalion commander of the major had no choice but to disobey the order, run away with his soldiers, and after returning to the team, he could find a reason to prevaricate and pass the test, after all, his commanders were like this, and he would definitely not say anything.

Anyway, everyone who understands understands it, it's just an excuse, and secondly, you can't be caught by the Americans, otherwise it's not good to blame it.

After thinking about it, the battalion commander of the major stopped the offensive and set up camp on the relatively high ground to build fortifications.

For the rest, it depends on whether the Americans come to support, and if they don't come to support, then I won't attack.

What bullshit wins, how can your own life matter.

(End of chapter)