On November 1st, clouds and mountains were filled with fog.

At noon, the 347th Regiment began to prepare for the final battle. All the staff checked the equipment and prepared all the ammunition, and at the same time they ate the canned "Spam" meat that they had finally obtained. Only every two soldiers were given a can.

Because I was worried that I would have diarrhea after eating too much meat, I had to eat one canned food separately. I ate a little last night, and a little this morning to get used to the stomach and intestines before eating the last portion at noon. Because I had to start cooking at night, I was afraid I couldn't have time to eat it.

The platoon leader of the company where Zhou Qingfeng is located is mobilizing before the war. He held a can of "Spam" in his hand and said happily: "We are all benefiting from Zhou Da Ge, and we must learn from Zhou Da Ge. That kid is bold and brave, and we cannot hold back our legs.

Come on, eat the canned meat that the kid has brought. We will also win a good battle later and seize a bunch of canned meat with the kid to see. We can't let the kid look down on it."

Amid the laughter of laughter, there was a pleasant swallowing sound. The rare local soldiers who returned to the foreign country were simply swallowing their meals in just a few bites.

"It's delicious? If you want it, you have to ask the Americans for it." The platoon leader said, and the team burst into laughter. The local soldiers were simple and simple. As long as they could win battles, they could endure all the sufferings in the world and would suffer all the sins in the world.

After eating, the troops set off. Although it was still during the day, the 116th Division wanted to launch the troops in a combat posture. They first launched an attack from Santanchuan in the southeast of Yunshan, broke through the enemy's outer positions on the Longpudong line, and finally entered Yunshan City to kill the Eighth Regiment of the US cavalry.

What is particularly rare this time is that the 347th Regiment will receive direct support from a Soviet-made m-30 howitzer. Because it is difficult to move on the battlefield, the cannon did not belong to the gun finger of the 39th Army, but was operated by an artillery platoon.

In order to make this gun exert its maximum power, the 347th Regiment begged for nothing to leave two of the five trucks Zhou Qingfeng brought. One was loaded with shells and the other was towed. The cannon with mobility will be a big boom!

Because the information sent back by Zhou Qingfeng was very accurate, the 39th Army was very familiar with the enemy's deployment, which almost meant that the temporary battlefield was transparent and could not be opaque. Uncle Zhou directly copied a copy of the war history that had been repeatedly studied in later generations and sent it out in the name of in-depth investigation of the enemy's nest.

Compared to the previous harsh situation of the 39th Army's 39th Army's dizziness and terrible situation, the combat deployment of the Volunteer Army this time is more targeted. For this change, the first unlucky one is the 15th Regiment of the South Base, which is facing the 347th Regiment.

Commander Zhao of the 15th Regiment of the South Base Camp ordered his two battalions to repel the Santanchuan army from the front two days ago. He could not win the battle on the front and ordered the detour. If the detour was still ineffective, he had to hold on.

After fighting for a few days, the Captain Zhao sent a telegram to the 1st Division of the South Ball. He claimed that "Since he arrived in Yunshan, he has been tenaciously resisting the continuous attacks of the ** Army, and the heroic performance of the soldiers is extremely rare. As long as there is enough artillery support, we can fight like Americans."

As a result, not long after the telegram was sent out, Commander Zhao from the South Baseball Team received another telegram for help. He sent a battalion stationed in the 263 Highlands and was beaten back.

Damn, you damn! There is no sign of any sign, and one battalion will collapse? I only have three battalions under my command. If I do this a few more times, wouldn’t I be finished myself!

Commander Zhao from the South Battalion was so anxious that he had a cold sweat. He was in the battalion-level commander on the emergency front of the regiment headquarters command post. As a result, he got the news that the ** army used heavy artillery, and three shells accurately hit the battalion headquarters of his second battalion. The battalion commander and staff of the second battalion were killed on the spot, and the entire battalion collapsed.

I'll go..., there's such a bad thing!

The situation was getting worse and worse. The second battalion collapsed, and the first battalion also collapsed. Hundreds of defeated soldiers fled back from the Santanchuan position. Commander Zhao from the South Battalion received another telegram, and the tenth anti-aircraft artillery group of the US military that cooperated with him was also attacked by unknown artillery and immediately transferred.

Transfer? Mei Dad is going to retreat!

The biggest reliance of the 15th Regiment of the South Ball that can always stand on the Santanchuan position is the tenth anti-aircraft artillery group of the US military that cooperates with the cooperation. This beautiful father is leaving, and the Commander Zhao of the South Ball can't stand it. I can't stay and wait for death, I want to run away!

Because Zhou Qingfeng got a cannon and accurate information, the 15th Regiment of the South Base, which was the first to end in the Battle of Yunshan, collapsed three hours in advance.

Just when the 15th Regiment of the South Baseball was still getting fired, four aircraft landed at a clearing ground near Yunshan City and west of Santanchuan Bridge. A field airport temporarily opened by US engineers landed at the field airport. In addition to one artillery school aircraft, there were three light transport aircraft.

What came off the plane was a front-line reporter group sent by the US Far East Command. They set off from Tokyo, Japan to interview the First Cavalry Division.

As soon as we got off the plane, the reporters asked the adjutant of the regiment commander who came to greet him, "When we landed, we found that the surrounding mountains were smoking. Was there a fight?"

The adjutant of Colonel Palmer of the Eighth Regiment smiled and said, "No, there is no battle. It's daytime now, we have air supremacy, and the enemy dare not come out at all. That's because they are afraid of being fired by air strikes and trying to use smoke to give them a little pitiful sense of security."

Hahaha..., very interesting details. The reporters immediately took photos of the adjutant and quickly wrote down his words. The adjutant continued to introduce proudly: "I will introduce you to our aviation artillery school shooter, and he can tell you more stories."

The U.S. artillery school shooter who also just landed told reporters: "At noon, our aviation and artillery fire attacked a small enemy unit, killing them at least one hundred mules and horses and countless soldiers.

I saw from the air those stupid soldiers of the army lined up in two columns, marching along the rugged mountain road.

So I called the artillery and covered them and fired them. I saw the shells blooming in their queue with my own eyes. They died miserably and ugly. They could only avoid them but had no choice but to do anything to us."

Oh..., great! The heroic warriors, stupid enemies, easy battles, journalists like this kind of story, and citizens far away from the United States will also like it.

With rapid records and constant photos, the reporters finally took a jeep to the 8th Regiment's headquarters. They will interview Colonel Palmer, who was fighting on the front line, and tell the Americans that there is a brave and fearless hero here.

At the 8th Regiment headquarters, Colonel Palmer prepared a small welcome party. He was about to show his good image and perfect record to the journalists from the rear. Until now, no one can challenge the majesty of the Americans on the battlefield.
Chapter completed!