At dawn on the 28th, the 180th Division was still fighting desperately, but the troops had already been dispersed, and the surrounding mountains and fields were full of gunfire, and the scattered teams began to break through to all sides.

There was a young man named 'Zhang Shengli' on the side of the division commander, very young, in his early twenties, very strong, and he had also been hungry for many days, but it did not affect his agility in the slightest.

In the fierce battle in the middle of the night, Division Commander Zheng and their troops who broke through were met by the enemy, the battle was too fierce, and the machine gun stray bullet unfortunately hit the body of two guards beside the division commander, one was killed, the other was seriously injured, and the serious injury in the process of breaking through was undoubtedly the most fatal.

The young guard chose to stay, kicked three grenades and died a heroic death.

Half an hour after the sacrifice of two guards, Zhang Shengli was transferred from the guard company to take charge of the safety of the leaders of the encircling division. In the process of breaking through, Zhang Shengli held the Soviet-made PPS submachine gun firmly in his hand.

He was waiting for the enemy, but he didn't see the enemy for a long time, and Zhang Shengli was a little impatient to wait.

"Xiao Zhang, why are you still stunned here? Hurry up and go with the division commander. ”

A soldier quickly ran up to Zhang Shengli and shouted loudly.

Zhang Shengli held the gun, looked around, and shouted: "Oh, you go with the division commander first, and I will arrive later." ”

"Okay, hurry up." The warrior ran away as fast as he could.

Zhang Shengli didn't stop walking, but he saw that not far ahead, there was a group of enemy cars driving towards the division commander, and now, Division Commander Zheng and Deputy Division Commander Duan were also walking towards the open area over there, so the two sides would definitely collide, and it would be bad.

However, if you tell the division commander now, they can't do it, because now there is only such a only way to go, and another guard, Yu Hua, also found out about this special situation, he immediately ran over, found Zhang Shengli and told him about it, and the two hit it off, and decided to lure the enemy away first, and then go to the division commander to join them.

At this time, three trucks of the American army were fully loaded with infantry and drove towards the open field, swaggering side by side, not driving in columns one after another.

They are too arrogant.

A face appeared in the co-pilot of the first car on the left, this is Captain Carlos, the commander of the 8th Battalion of the 1st Marine Regiment of the US Tenth Army, wearing a pair of wide sunglasses, his face that could not be covered with a little tiredness, he took out a box of cigarettes from his chest pocket, handed one to the driver, and lit one himself.

This morning, the US Tenth Army held an emergency meeting, and the higher authorities demanded that they annihilate the 180th Division of the Chinese Army at all costs.

Almond had already begun to get anxious, starting with the great counteroffensive on the 21st, so far they had been encircled and suppressed for a week, and the 180th Division of the Chinese army was still active in their encirclement, and Li Qiwei had already become dissatisfied with him.

An hour earlier, Carlos personally led the assault team to plunge into the theater, and the rest of the officers and men of the 8th Battalion cooperated to attack the periphery of the 538th Regiment of the 180th Division of the Chinese Army.

Carlos spat out a puff of smoke and said to the driver: "Boy, are you tired?" ”

The driver, a young soldier, said: "Report, not tired." ”

Carlos smiled and said, "Hehe, if you tell the truth, I'm afraid I'll be angry." ”

The driver said, "Battalion commander, what are you kidding?" I'm really not tired. ”

Carlos said, "Oh, you're telling the truth this time. ”

The driver responded: "Yes, sir." ”

Carlos pinched off the cigarette butt, suddenly stared at the front carefully, and immediately said: "Boy, look at the left not far away, I may be too tired these days to look at my eyes, is there a team of people running?" ”

The driver took a look and said, "Hey, sir, there really is a team of people, it must be Chinese soldiers, and a few people are holding pistols, it must be a big official!" ”

Carlos was even more excited, and said: "Drive over, you will lie down in a while, the bullets will not hit you, this Chinese army is fierce." ”

What Carlos saw was that Division Commander Zheng and the rest of the division command post were moving, less than 500 meters apart, if Carlos led people to exchange fire with Division Commander Zheng and them, then none of the people in the 180th Division command could escape, such an open space was very suitable for the US army's mobile force to fight.

But Carlos clearly didn't have that opportunity.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two grenades exploded in the middle of the two trucks, the three drivers hurriedly braked nervously, Carlos immediately pulled out his pistol and got out of the car, shouting: "Get out of the car, there is an ambush!" ”

The occupants of the three cars all jumped out, all their automatic weapons in their hands, and quickly closed on the spot, staring at the surrounding mountains and forests, especially the slopes on the open side, with towering trees and shrubs growing wantonly, perfect for ambushes.

Carlos stared at the forest, and after the explosion of two grenades, he fell into a calm, and when he turned his head again, where there was still the figure of the Chinese officer, he had long since disappeared.

“fcuk！”

He cursed, and did not dare to order the commando team to continue the pursuit, there must be Chinese on the mountain, they are waiting, if their own people get into the car, they can kill many of their own soldiers with a grenade.

As a last resort, he could only order his soldiers to search the mountain.

Zhang Shengli looked up and saw that the division commander and the others had already gone away, so he shrank back to Yu Hua: "The division commander, they should be safe, but we still have to continue to lead them to the east, otherwise they have a car, it will be easy to chase them." ”

Yu Hua said worriedly: "There are a lot of these grandsons, not to mention dozens of them, our ammunition is enough, I can kill a lot, but if there are more, it won't work." ”

Zhang Shengli said: "Well, listen to what you mean, your marksmanship must be good, I am average." In this way, you run to the east to grab them, and then lead them over, and I will shoot here, and the longer you delay them, the safer they will be with the division commander. ”

Yu Hua still had the last American grenade left on his body, stuffed it to Zhang Shengli, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Be careful, I'll go first." ”

Zhang Shengli looked in the direction of Master Zheng again, and could vaguely see a little figure, thinking to himself, Master Commander and they rushed out of the open field, great.

Carlos was also searching with his assault team, advancing very carefully, these American soldiers all felt like they had fallen into a trap, a little weird, indescribable feeling, Carlos searched near the location where he had just thrown the grenade.

Suddenly, the sound of submachine guns came from the bushes in the distance, and a shuttle of bullets flew over, knocking out a lot of leaves and grass, and instantly knocking down five American devils.

Carlos shouted: "Chinese soldiers! I saw him, and there he was, hit! ”

For a while, the gunshots rang out, and the sound of clattering and clattering rang out, and Carlos, the American commando, fired at Yu Hua's position, and there were falling leaves and shaking shrubs everywhere.

Yu Hua came up with a shuttle, hit the five American soldiers who were walking in the front, and then ran desperately in the opposite direction. Zhang Shengli in the distance looked at it and said hey, Yu Hua really didn't brag, the submachine gun made him look like a sharpshooter.

But Yu Hua hadn't eaten for a long time, his physical strength was exhausted, and he accidentally tripped over a stone on the ground, and after attracting a dense submachine gun bullet, he was shot in multiple places in his body and unfortunately died.

Zhang Shengli saw that Carlos, an American devil, had come out of the bushes in the distance, and immediately understood that Yu Hua must have been sacrificed.

Facing this American devil, Zhang Shengli angrily pulled the trigger, but there were too many people in Carlos, and the weapons and equipment on his body were all submachine guns, which were fully automatic weapons, and dozens of submachine guns were also firing fiercely.

Carlos rushed to his side with people, and Zhang Shengli unscrewed the safety of the American-made grenade that Yu Hua had left him last just now, threw it out, and with a bang, killed two more American soldiers on the spot. When Zhang Shengli saw this scene, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, he was going to throw it at Carlos, because Zhang Shengli saw Carlos holding a Browning pistol, and knew that he must be an officer.

But when the grenade was in mid-air, Carlos shrewdly dodged it, and as a result, the two American devils became substitutes.

The enemy behind rushed up, surrounded Zhang Shengli from all sides, Zhang Shengli glanced at the magazine, there were still six bullets left, he was happy in his heart, fortunately he didn't empty the magazine in one breath just now.

He concluded that the enemy must have gone back to the car to get ropes to tie himself up.

None of Carlos's gang could speak Chinese, and a few of them were not far from Zhang Shengli, waving their arms and signaling Zhang Shengli to raise his hands in surrender.

Zhang Shengli naturally saw the enemy's intention to surrender, and looked very angry.

"Surrender? Isn't this looking down on Lao Tzu? Bah! ”

He scolded softly, then looked up at them and shouted, "What the hell are you doing in North Korea!" The Chinese and North Korean people will definitely win, long live the volunteers, hahahaha! ”

After speaking, Zhang Shengli picked up the submachine gun and aimed it at his chest, finished the last six bullets in one go, spit blood in his mouth, and gently closed his eyes with the last nostalgia for this world.

Carlos heard the gunshots, immediately ran forward, saw that Zhang Shengli was dead, and said angrily: "Why don't you stop him?" ”

"Battalion commander, he still has bullets in his gun, and who knows he's going to kill himself."

"yes, we didn't have time to react, he was just too fast."

Carlos sighed, looked at Zhang Shengli, who committed suicide, and said, "They are really difficult opponents, continue to search!" ”

Carlos also suspected an ambush and continued to search carefully, not daring to take another step.

At the same time, the US Tenth Army formed a multi-line column attack on Shi Cangli, and as long as the pursuing troops saw the men of the 180th Division, they would fight indiscriminately, and they would not stop pursuing, without any intention of retreating, as if they were going crazy.

Division Commander Zheng didn't know that Zhang Shengli and Yu Hua had sacrificed, and thought they were left behind, but when the division headquarters passed through the open field just now, they heard a burst of gunfire behind them, but no one would have thought that Zhang Shengli, Yu Hua used his young life to exchange for the safe transfer of the division commanders, and counted the number of people after breaking through, and everyone found that the two guard soldiers did not come back, and Division Commander Zheng only then understood the secret of the gunfire at that time.

He led the men of the division, all of whom stood upright, took off their hats and saluted in the direction of the south.

On the morning of the 29th.

Master Zheng and the others were hiding in a mountain forest to rest, when suddenly a group of enemies came from under the mountain, searching for the side of the mountain, and their footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Deputy Division Commander Duan first saw these faint figures, and said to Division Commander Zheng: "Division Commander, look there, is it the enemy?" ”

Because the distance was more than 200 meters, Deputy Division Commander Duan couldn't tell whether it was our men or the enemy.

Division Commander Zheng saw that several people in the distance were wearing steel helmets on their heads, and the thin light reflected these heads, and he said: "It's the American army, comrades, prepare to fight!" ”

Deputy Division Commander Duan hurriedly said: "Division Commander, you transfer first, and I will take the guard company to drive the enemy out with machine guns!" ”

Regardless of the fact that the division headquarters currently carries less than 100 guard companies, they are quite well-equipped, with six Soviet-made large turntable light machine guns alone, five Czech-style light machine guns, and the rest are all equipped with submachine guns and Soviet-made water rifles, which are not inferior to the US troops coming in front of them in terms of firepower.

When he was about to retreat, Master Zheng said to the chief of the Confidential Section: "Chief of Liberal Arts, burn the codebook!" ”

Division Commander Zheng had already prepared for the worst, he thought, even if we were all killed today, we could not let the codebook fall into the hands of the enemy, otherwise, all the communication secrets would be completely given to the enemy, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The chief of the liberal arts section immediately asked the correspondent Xiao Du and Xiao Yi to turn out the telegram and code book in the backpack, they are in their twenties, they have not experienced any strong winds and waves, in the face of this critical juncture, it is inevitable that they are a little panicked, in the panic, the paper is scattered all over the ground, Xiao Yi has never fought, has been doing communication work, frightened and cried.

The head of the liberal arts section said, "Oh, what are you crying about? It's not productive, hurry up and pack it up and burn it! ”

Everyone hurriedly gathered all the papers into a small pile, and the translator Zhao Guobang poured the half-kettle gasoline that had been prepared long ago on the code book, and Xiao Du lit the code book with a match.

The U.S. military soon spotted the flash and fired in this direction.

Carbine, Garand's fast eight rifle bullets rained down on his head, bang, bang, bullets hit the surrounding rocks, and sparks flew out.

The confidential officer's surname was Wei, his name was Wei Shanhong, and when he saw that the fire was not burning fast enough, he immediately picked up three branches and gave them them, saying, "Quickly dial the fire to make the codebook burn faster." ”

A fire was mixed with gasoline, and everyone still felt that the flame burned too slowly, so they desperately stirred the fire with a branch and picked up the codebook to let the flame burn fully.

(End of chapter)