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Chapter 993

After receiving the order from his superiors, Zhou Qingfeng threw the express column to the command of the "Old Machine Gun". He drove a jeep and personally brought more than 300 trucks back to Gutuli.

The mountain road of dozens of kilometers was only two or three hours, and a large number of volunteer soldiers were responsible for commanding the tunnel road. It is said that the results of the Xingnan offensive completely alarmed the Ninth Corps. The 58th and 59th Divisions that originally surrounded Xiajieyuli all sent a regiment to support them.

When the car arrived in Gutuli, Zhou Qingfeng discovered that the place had just been bombed. It was probably a US B-26 from Yuanshan Airport a hundred kilometers away. The burning bullet dropped was reimbursed by a large warehouse.

"Don't worry, those warehouses have been emptied by us. Wherever they stay, they are just pretending." The political commissar of the 59th Division came to pick up Zhou Qingfeng. When they met, they shook hands tightly and said, "Young man, you have made great contributions. On behalf of all the soldiers of the division, I thank you!"

Zhou Qingfeng was not familiar with the people from the 59th Division, so he could only answer a few simple words. But the old soldier who had been through the battlefield on the other side used his hands and choked up. "If it weren't for the heavy artillery you got, we would have no way to deal with the enemies in the encirclement."

According to the war report, the First Land War Division in Xiajieyuli built an airport, which continuously transported wounded people from the air and obtained supplies for weapons and ammunition. The firepower advantage was overwhelming. The number of divisions of the besieged Volunteer Army was useless, and they could not attack, but they suffered heavy casualties.

As soon as the howitzers and heavy mortars seized from ancient soil were in place, the Americans immediately tasted the taste of being bombarded. The most important thing was to paralyze its airport and cut off its access to supplies. Without a steady stream of ammunition, the besieged US troops immediately shrank their positions and became much more obedient.

While talking to the political commissar of the division, Zhou Qingfeng also saw a large group of soldiers busy restoring the buildings in the ancient soil. But judging from the degree of shoddy manufacturing, it was obviously a fake target to attract the enemy's bombing. His jeep continued to drive forward and soon arrived at a hidden gathering place.

"We are here to go to one camp now, and the other to another camp. All the beggars come, and all the rich are leaving." The political commissar introduced with a smile, "I heard that you have brought more than 300 cars of equipment. What are they?"

"The main things are the US military's field army coats, military trousers, shoes, hats, gloves, etc., as well as the US military's food, drink and supplies. I think these things should be the most in short supply." Zhou Qingfeng said.

"It's really scarce." The political commissar of the division couldn't wait to see the vehicle loading and unloading. After the unloaded packaging box was opened, someone came to collect it immediately. The bitter soldiers finally smiled. The convoy did not stop, unloading one by one, and still had to continue to go to Xingnan Port for transportation.

"The Americans' clothes are really good, warm and light. I like their gloves the most, which can solve big problems." The political commissar raised his hand and showed Zhou Qingfeng the sheepskin gloves he was wearing. "There are no gloves. Holding a rifle in his hand will stick to it and freeze a layer of skin."

Freeze a layer of skin? It’s not just a layer of skin! If you can’t shoot, you will be frozen for a lifetime. Imagine that the soldiers can’t even shoot when they attack the enemy. What kind of scene is that?

The car continued to drive and passed by a medical center. Dozens of captured American military doctors and a large number of volunteer military medical staff were busy, full of blood and screams. From time to time, you could hear someone shouting: "Is there morphine left? How many morphine left in stock?"

There was a basket at the door of the medical center, with broken arms or thighs inside, and blood was frozen on the basket, with ice crystals hanging on it. Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng seemed to be paying attention to the wounded in the medical center, the political commissar of the division said with deep pain but gratitude: "This is the best situation."

"How many people need amputation?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"Many, many." The political commissar of the division could not say a correct number, but said with certainty: "If it weren't for the US medical company you captured, our soldiers wouldn't even be amputated. And if it weren't for the winter clothes you snatched, more soldiers would need amputation."

"I heard that a company was frozen to death by all the members because of ambushing in the snow?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

This was sad, but the political commissar of the division nodded, "Yes, some companies were frozen to death because of persistence, and some companies were frozen to death because of their ambush. There were also a large number of soldiers who suffered non-combat reductions in the process of marching, camping, and fighting. We really suffered heavy losses."

"Since the loss is so great, have the Corps ever thought that this battle should not be fought?" This was a question that had been in Zhou Qingfeng's mind for a long time. He felt very uncomfortable when he thought of the large number of loyal and fearless soldiers who died in vain because of a series of wrong decisions.

Even... Zhou Qingfeng was a little resentful of Taizu. The 9th Corps rushed into the court and had a great connection with Taizu's desire to kill the First Division of the Land War. If it could slow down, it would be better to slow down for a few days or even hours on the way to the battlefield!

The jeep continued to move forward, and the political commissar of the division took Zhou Qingfeng away from Gutuli. Their destination was to bypass the battlefield and go to the headquarters of the Ninth Corps. The reason why Zhou Qingfeng did not leave the dungeon immediately was actually to look at Xiajieyuli and Liutanli. These two places are the main battlefields of Changjin Lake.

The Political Commissar of the Secretariat did not immediately answer Zhou Qingfeng's question. He seemed to be confused, unwilling, angry, and thinking. Finally, when it was almost dawn, the two arrived in Xiajieyuli. Zhou Qingfeng strongly asked to get off the car and see the battlefield and see where he made every effort to save.

The overnight battle continued, and both sides fought very hard, every hill, every position, and every foxhole. The troops that had recovered from ancient soil returned by car and immediately launched a high morale attack. On the contrary, the US military was consciously retreating step by step.

Bombardment, shooting, bombing, hand-to-hand combat, the most rational madness of human beings is being staged on the battlefield, and they are all about to die. Zhou Qingfeng climbed up a mountain that had been captured and looked at the valley in Xiajieyuli with a telescope. There were also a large number of US troops resisting the attack of the volunteers.

On this battleground of flesh and blood, auspiciousness and mania, indifference and passion, honor and tragic lingering. At this moment, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a red sun was slowly rising. Behind the red sun, several enemy planes were whistling.

On this battlefield of blood and fire, the political commissar who had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke: "We did make many mistakes in this battle, which is a very regrettable mistake after thinking about it. In order to recover these mistakes, we had to make great sacrifices.

If you are wrong, you are wrong. We do not make too many excuses. But what if you just focus on these mistakes? How can a person not make mistakes? How can a country not make mistakes? Can you find an existence that never makes mistakes?

Before things come to an end, who can know if mistakes are the necessary path to success? How can you know how powerful the US military is if you don’t fight head-on with the United States? It is also beneficial to make mistakes earlier, and it is easier to correct them.

The key is whether we learn lessons after making mistakes and make sacrifices valuable. At least we do not cry and regret after making mistakes, and fear difficulties. We still have to fight with the Americans, and we still have to continue to strengthen ourselves. No matter ten years, twenty years, fifty years, one hundred years, we still have to move towards prosperity and strength step by step!”

According to Zhou Qingfeng's thoughts in his later generations, he would definitely not want him to sacrifice unnecessary. He would definitely shake his head if he wanted him to die. But these ancestors in front of him came out of the old world with deep disasters. They really took life and death lightly, just for the future of the country.

Slander, slander, mock, and sneer. Think about the fact that China has still experienced too many mistakes and hardships over the next sixty years, and the right path to returning to the top of the world is full of thorns. And are all the mistakes that have happened in these sixty years worthless?

Can a person never make mistakes in his or her growth years? Is there no value in mistakes? Failure is the mother of success. It is better to move forward instead of regretting!

Taking advantage of the rising sun in the sky, looking at the long flowing river in the mountains, Zhou Qingfeng, who was in a state of depression, suddenly laughed. A word appeared in his heart, the sun rose, and the light was bright; the river flowed out, and the ocean was pouring out; the dragon soared into the abyss, and the scales were flying...

"It doesn't make me think that I am so wise. In fact, I should be glad that I can see the immatureness of my motherland's first test and experience its majesty of dominating the world. I am just a little person. Instead of regretting and complaining so much, it is better to be myself."
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