The guard company also saw that the U.S. troops were shooting at the fire, and quietly put the light machine guns on a dirt bag in the mountains and forests, and the eleven light machine guns fired together, trying to attract the enemy as much as possible, but the American soldiers knew that where there was a fire, it must be the command system that was dealing with the burning documents, and they not only had someone shoot, but even a team of people charged in the direction of the fire.

The enemy's bullets became more and more dense, and three bullets hit Wei Shanhong's back, and with a bang, Wei Shanhong fell to the ground, and the cotton clothes on his back were shot out of a blood hole by the bullets, and the blood soon penetrated the cotton clothes and infected his back.

Seeing this, Zhao Guobang hurriedly bandaged him, Wei Shanhong grabbed his hand and said, "Leave me alone, the enemy has come up, run." He used all his strength to push Zhao Guobang away, and the American soldier closest to them fired a gun, and there was a bang, and Zhao Guobang didn't run a few steps before he felt that his right leg was instantly unconscious.

Zhao Guobang didn't run in the end, grabbed the branches around him and quickly flicked the layers of thick black ashes left behind by the burning of the codebook, and there were still red flames coming out, he endured the severe pain, and tossed it several times, making sure that all the documents were burned, and not a single piece of paper was left to the enemy.

Zhao Guobang turned back to Wei Shanhong and said, "Our task is complete. ”

Wei Shanhong laughed miserably, his mouth was full of blood, even if he was rescued, he would not survive, he understood that he would be left behind after being seriously injured, and he could not affect the retreat of the division organs and division leaders, the ideological consciousness of these soldiers was always so high, they never thought about themselves, they always thought of other people.

"Good brother, let's go on the road together."

At this time, the enemy rushed over, Wei Shanhong endured the pain and raised his gun, using the only five bullets in the magazine, and knocked down three more American soldiers, Zhao Guobang encouraged him: "Brother, good marksmanship!" ”

As he spoke, Zhao Guobang took out the grenade, he did not throw it into the enemy group, but threw it into the burned code book paper ashes, boom, the paper ashes flew everywhere, one after another, like snowflakes.

Wei Shanhong shouted excitedly: "Hahahaha, it's okay for American devils to want a codebook, Lao Zhao, we're on our way!" ”

After saying that, the two hugged each other and rolled down the cliff.

The enemy rushed here, but could not find the enemy, and saw the paper dust all over the ground, they could not find their target, they stopped firing, the sound of machine guns echoed in the valley for a long, long time, and gradually subsided, and the rain gradually stopped.

The exhausted battle sequence of the 180th Division no longer existed, the troops were scattered, and all the companies were looking for a direction that was favorable to them, rushing towards the outside of the encirclement.

In the ensuing battle, some people broke through, only 40 or 50 people, or only a few people, and those who did not break through stayed in the mountains to fight guerrillas, and later disappeared one after another, but some people persevered, and some even fought guerrilla warfare until 1953, when the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea ended.

After the 180th Division decided to disperse and break out, on the 29th, this team successfully broke through the first squad, and a team of about 50 people led by the chief of staff of the 538th Regiment miraculously broke through, and what is even more incredible is that they also brought back more than ten prisoners.

In the process of breaking through, they successively met Xiang Dahe, commander of the 539th Regiment Gaoji Company, Li Benzhu, the commander of the third platoon, and the 16 soldiers they carried, as well as Guo Zhaolin, director of the division's artillery room, Tian Guanzhen, the staff officer of the 538th Regiment, and the 14 soldiers led by them, as well as the three soldiers led by Lang Dongfang, the staff officer of the division, and the five fighters led by Tian Houwa, a staff officer of the engineer battalion. Combat groups and group leaders were developed.

After many battles on the 29th, they actually approached the front line of the volunteer position with 14 prisoners of the US 24th Division, and in the final assault, all the American prisoners who fled in all directions were killed by the bullets of the US troops, and the 180th Division, a fighting collective of more than 50 people, finally returned to the position of the 181st Division.

After learning that the 180th Division had broken through and had broken out, he immediately ordered cadres and soldiers with combat experience to bring food and ammunition into the mountains to look for the officers and men of the 180th Division who had broken through. Deputy Army Commander Cha, who was furious by such a large loss of troops, suggested that two divisions be transferred to immediately counterattack in order to meet the 180th Division that had broken through.

Deputy Army Commander Cha even clapped his hands and said: "If the superiors hold them accountable, hand over my head to Cha Yusheng!" ”

Commander Wei rejected Deputy Commander Cha's suggestion, believing that since the 180th Division had decided to disperse and break through, it would be difficult to find them, and the losses caused by the counterattack would outweigh the losses.

Facts have proved that Commander Wei's suggestion was correct, and those who were sent behind enemy lines to look for the officers and men of the 180th Division to break through the siege finally returned empty-handed.

The other detachment that broke through the encirclement was composed of more than 40 people led by Commander Wang of the 539th Regiment, Director Li of the Political Department of the Regiment, and Staff Officer Zhang, who was a training staff officer.

The 2nd Battalion of the 539th Regiment, under the leadership of instructor Guan Zhichao, returned to the position of the 179th Division two days later.

Political Commissar Li of the 540th Regiment and Commander Pang of the 538th Regiment also led some people back.

Division Commander Zheng and Deputy Division Commander Duan led the guard detachment and some of the personnel of the division headquarters, and this small team was chased and killed by the US troops at dawn, and the US tanks shouted in the valleys and on the open roads, and the steel tracks rolled up the remains of the volunteer soldiers, and then threw them up, and the scene was bloody and cruel for a time.

The breakout team scattered and ran away in any direction, and the guard squad still retained the sense of protecting the chief in the chaos, and several soldiers ran in the opposite direction of Commander Zheng's run, in order to attract the firepower of the American army. While running over an open field by the river towards the hill, the two guard fighters desperately blocked the American troops, returned fire with the only bullets, and attracted most of the American firepower, taking advantage of the opportunity for the two fighters to attract most of the enemy's firepower, the division commanders rushed over the mountain.

Division Commander Zheng turned his head from the top of the hill and looked into the distance, two soldiers who blocked the American army, and one soldier was killed by the American army on the spot, and blood soaked the ground. Another fighter was wounded and fell on his back, and after the gunfire subsided, he was dragged away by two black American soldiers with two legs, and the blood was pulled on the ground for a long, long time.

This scene made Master Zheng unforgettable for the rest of his life.

In the process of the 180th Division's scattered breakthrough, the US military captured a large number of commanders and fighters of the 180th Division.

On the night of the 30th, there was another rapid march.

Division Commander Zheng was already tired, and suddenly fell asleep on the ground, it was a rapid march, the guards looked around vigilantly, and there were the bodies of volunteer soldiers everywhere, it was obvious that they had just experienced a battle, maybe the American army had not gone far, and they had just escaped death, so the soldiers could not be careless.

It was also because he was too cautious about the surrounding environment that no one noticed the fallen Master Zheng.

Division Commander Zheng was too tired, he didn't eat or drink for several days, didn't rest, marched in a hurry, and crossed the mountains and mountains, he was old, his body couldn't hold on for a long time, and he didn't know how long he had been sleeping, Master Zheng woke up, kneaded his cheeks, tried his best to make himself sober, looked around, there was no longer a soldier.

He blamed himself in pain: "How can I fall asleep? What's wrong with me? What about my troops? What to do with the fighters? They all died to save me, or they were captured by the American army, and I couldn't sleep! ”

In addition, Master Zheng was also wondering that he fell to the ground like this, and no one found him.

Everyone was hastily transferred just now, there were many seriously wounded people lying on the ground who couldn't walk, as well as the bodies of martyrs, after Division Commander Zheng fell asleep, he was also mixed among them, and the guards did not distinguish that the division commander was here.

Beside him lay a number of warriors, some with their eyes open and still looking ahead, others as if they were asleep, their eyes closed. Master Zheng pushed them one by one, but none of them could move, they had already sacrificed, some of them had been shot several times, and some of them were lying here because of their physical exhaustion, maybe they all wanted to lie down and rest for a while during the break in the battle, and the people in front of them must still be vigilantly monitoring the enemy's movements, but in this way, some of the seriously wounded could never stand up.

Master Zheng stretched out his hand and wiped the eyes of the soldiers who didn't close their eyes, his heart was like a knife, and he was extremely self-blaming in his heart.

'It's all my good soldiers, I didn't take you out safely, it's all my fault, I'm not a good teacher, I'm not a good big brother, you suffer with me, if you have an afterlife, I hope your life can have more sugar and less suffering." ’

Looking around, there was no one.

Division Commander Zheng was still most worried about the troops breaking through at this time, how are they doing now? Are the people who broke out of the encirclement safe? The pressure of the 538th Regiment is the greatest, do they have many casualties?

His head was full of questions that tormented him.

Master Zheng's hand was subconsciously placed on the position of his chest, and the small pocket contained his mother's thoughts about him, he took it out, and he couldn't see anything clearly in the night, and his mother wrote it horizontally and horizontally in the blurred handwriting, and he felt his mother's thoughts about him.

He looked up again, his gaze determined.

"The mothers of the warriors are also thinking about their sons, I can't sit like this, I have to hurry to them, the dragons are leaderless, what should they do? Zheng Xianjun, stand up for me! ”

Dragging his exhausted body, he staggered to his feet, estimating that the troops had not gone far, because he had not heard the fierce gunfire.

As he walked, he checked his pistol, and there was only one magazine left, and he couldn't resist the enemy for long, so Master Zheng picked up a Soviet-made water rifle next to the martyr, and picked up some bullets, thinking to himself, if the U.S. army finds me, I will shoot, and the more I attract, the better, so as to relieve a little pressure on the comrades who broke through.

Looking at my clothes, the U.S. military should be able to see that I am an officer.

Division Commander Zheng thought in his heart, and did not want to take off the clothes on his body, which might be able to attract more American troops.

In this way, after a brief tidying up, Master Zheng began to catch up with the team.

Division Commander Zheng walked for a long time, and there were craters blown by shells and the remains of our soldiers everywhere along the way, and he judged that these places must have experienced a melee just now, and the distance between the two sides should be very close.

The corpses were littered and miserable.

Some soldiers and the enemy were killed by each other's necks, and some had bayonets pierced each other's bodies; judging from the scene, all the soldiers of the 180th Division who grabbed the American soldiers were unable to pull out their hands, and the soldiers' hands were tightly stuck in the enemy's neck like steel forks.

They fought with the determination to die with the enemy.

Suddenly, someone called out to him.

"Divisional Commander, Divisional Commander! Is it really you? Am I not mistaken? ”

Master Zheng heard it clearly, this voice was very familiar, it was his own guard.

The guards happily shouted to Commander Zheng, and Commander Zheng took a closer look and saw that he was really his own guard.

The guard's voice choked up suddenly, hugged the division commander and cried: "Woo woo, after rushing out just now, I couldn't see you when I counted the number of people, but we died in a hurry, Deputy Division Commander Duan ordered me to come back along the road to find you, it's okay, fortunately, you don't have anything to do, Division Commander." ”

Division Commander Zheng said: "Don't cry, you came just in time, I estimate that there must be many people who have not kept up with the big army, we can't leave them alone, I want to take them out of the encirclement, let's look for the same way." ”

When the guard heard this, he hurriedly persuaded him: "Division commander, now that the mountain is full of enemies, the two of us can't do it, let alone looking for someone, we have to take all of them in." Division commander, when is it now, the troops are scattered, the enemy is also chasing crazy, and from time to time they will run into the enemy, and it is common to fight each other. ”

"There are many companies that are looking for the right direction on their own, suddenly attacking the enemy and breaking out of the encirclement. Let's go quickly, I must ensure your safety, your safety is my life, teacher, you must cooperate with me. ”

Master Zheng thought about it again and again, and sighed helplessly, he thought about things and problems too simply.

After being silent for a long time, looking in the direction behind him, his heart ached but he couldn't do anything, "Okay, from now on, you are not allowed to call me the chief or division commander, just call me Lao Wang, we will encounter the enemy situation at any time now, extraordinary times, understand?" ”

The guard understood what Master Zheng meant and nodded.

Division Commander Zheng's meaning is also very simple, aside from the identity of the division commander and the guard, in case of danger, there is no need to protect me with his own life, we are now comrades-in-arms, brothers, and no longer a relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Even if Senior Commander Zheng thinks so in his heart, will the guards think like this in his heart?

Naturally not.

As he said, the safety of the chief is my life.