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Chapter 20 Just watching the show

At the station of the 538th Regiment of the 180th Division, the continuous roaring alarmed the officers and soldiers of the 538th Regiment stationed here. In the tunnel, the roaring expanded here, as if they were sitting in a drum, beating the dull sound.

The rumbling sounds of shooting continued, and the soldiers held their guns and wiped them, waiting for combat orders from their superiors at any time.

"My dear, this thunder isn't of this magnitude, is it?"

The big man picked out his ears and couldn't help but say that in the tunnel, he heard the roar of artillery fire in the distance, which made people's eardrums feel itchy.

Chen Lie was still wiping the gun, blowing into the magazine from time to time, and continuing to wipe it with the towel in his hand. While wiping it, he said: "It's similar to setting off firecrackers during the New Year."

The big man came over and couldn't help but said: "Old Chen, you have been wiping your gun all day long. Don't you have enough?"

Chen Lie raised his head and stared at the big man, then lowered his head and continued wiping, "The gun is like my life. I will never lose my patience when it comes to my own life."

Xia Yuan said from the side: "Cleaning the gun is to keep the gun in good condition so that it can be ready for combat at any time. What Lao Chen said is right. A soldier without a gun is not a good soldier."

Big Ma scratched his head, took his submachine gun from behind, took out a towel from his arms, wiped it on the body of the gun, and said while wiping it: "You can't hit, and you can't return it, you can only

We are waiting helplessly in the tunnel. When can we go to the battlefield and fight against the foreign devils with real swords and guns? What's the use of just wiping the gun? It can't be used after wiping it."

Xia Yuan and Chen Lie looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. The big man's complaints were not small.

Xia Yuan suppressed the smile on his face, held the gun and stroked it. His heart felt like he was sinking into a lake. He thought that he would experience cruel battles after crossing over, but he never thought that they would not experience too cruel battles.

During the battle, just when they were rushing to the front line, they were bombed by US bombers, causing some sacrifices to the team.

The rest of the time, the 180th Division basically stayed in its own defense area, even though the first phase of the fifth battle had already begun. The Korean battlefield, the largest battle with the widest front among the five battles, had begun.

Xia Yuan had no intention of taking the team to act without permission. The Volunteer Army's military discipline was very strict. It was precisely because of their strict military discipline and strong execution ability that the Volunteer Army soldiers maximized their combat effectiveness.

He stayed in the tunnel, maintaining strong physical fitness, waiting for the plans sent by his superiors.

Outside the tunnel, Captain Lei and the instructor hurriedly got in. The soldiers in the tunnel quickly shouted: "The company commander is back, the company commander is back."

The big man raised his head, and without wiping his gun, he ran over and said, "Company Commander, has the superior issued another combat mission?"

Company Commander Lei shook his head: "There is no combat mission. We have to stay in the defense area as a reserve team. The attack at the headquarters will begin soon. We look at the American devils having fun now. We will see if they will stop shouting later."

Big Ma scratched his head: "Being a reserve team. When we come to North Korea, we can only be a reserve team."

"Obey the order." Instructor Shao said: "Besides, the reserve team does not have no chance to play. If the battle on the front line is tight, we still have a chance to go to the front line."

When Xia Yuan heard the news, he also expected it, "Old Ma, the reserve team is also a team, let's wait a little longer."

Turning around, he looked at Captain Lei and said: "Company Commander, we said we should wait, but we can't wait like this. The other teams are working hard on the front line. We are eating pancakes in the defense zone and watching the literary workers.

How can this be possible with the performance of team comrades? I suggest that everyone jointly submit a letter asking for a fight!"

Captain Lei thought about it and said: "This is adding pressure to the superiors."

Xia Yuan said firmly: "Company commander, this is not to put pressure on our superiors, but to show our determination to fight!"

Only he knew that in the first phase of the Fifth Battle, the 180th Division had been staying in the rear as a reserve force without even a chance to fire. Xia Yuan could wait, but he couldn't just wait like this. Things were happening on the battlefield all the time.

With the changes, volunteer soldiers have sacrificed their lives. Xia Yuan is not a person who just waits. On the contrary, he is an activist.

From Changjin Lake to the Age of Awakening, Xia Yuan has been on the road to action.

This is the first time for me to do nothing in the tunnel and listen to the explosions coming from the front line. Although soldiers have a bounden duty to obey orders, such a wait is absolutely unacceptable to all volunteer soldiers who are eager to fight the enemy.

It's an ordeal.

Sign a petition!

Company Commander Lei and Instructor Shao looked at each other, this was really something that neither of them had thought of.

Ma Daguo shouted: "Company Commander, we want to show our superiors our determination to fight."

He shouted to the surrounding soldiers: "Do you want to fight the American devils with real swords and guns?"

The soldiers shouted in unison: "Think!"

"I have long wanted to fight the American devils with real swords and guns. They killed so many Korean people, killed Wang Huzi's old mother, and even dropped bombs on our country. Who can resist this?

!”

"The American devils are not safe, so use the guns in your hands to make them live in peace! Company Commander, Platoon Commander Xia is right, we must jointly submit a letter to let our superiors see our determination to continue fighting the enemy!"

Company Commander Lei and Instructor Shao were persuaded by the soldiers. Company Commander Lei said: "We have to report this matter to the regiment commander. Just relying on a joint letter from our company is not enough. In this way, Lao Shao, you stay.

Drafting a document, I will go to the regiment leader to discuss this matter. If the superiors do not assign tasks to us, then we will go and ask for a fight!"

"yes!"

After Commander Zheng finished the meeting, he returned to the division headquarters, put his telescope on the table, lit a cigarette, and stared at the map in front of him.

In the command post, the commanders did not speak, only the radio was beeping, and everyone was looking forward to the arrival of military orders. The US military planes continued to drop bombs, and the map under Commander Zheng's eyes often covered the whole area.

There is a layer of dust, and the confidential secretary has to wipe it from time to time.

"Master, the cadres' letter of challenge is here. Take a look..." The confidential secretary pointed to the blood book on the table. Familiar names were printed on the blood book, Liu Xianyong, Yang Child, Liu Xiaolai and others.

name.

These are letters of challenge from the comrades of the Division.

Commander Zheng's eyes fell on the blood book, he took two more puffs of cigarette, and then said to Director Wu: "Old Wu, please write, I will ask the commander to fight! The morale of all the officers and soldiers of the 180th Division is very high, it is the time to fight

A good time to win the battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, a comrade from the division's political department came in and said: "Report to the division commander! This is a letter of challenge from the three regiment commanders, as well as from each battalion and company."

Everyone looked over and saw a thick stack of blood letters, which was the determination of the entire 180th Division cadres to fight.

Director Wu took a brief look and said: "Commander, it seems that everyone is in a very high fighting mood."

"Bring me the needle!"

Teacher Zheng casually put the cigarette butt on the table, and raised his eyes slightly downcast. The teacher took the needle handed over by the confidential secretary, pricked his index finger, and wrote on it: I represent the 180th

All the officers and soldiers of the division asked Commander Wei to fight. Please give me the task of the first echelon attack next time, the 180th Division. We will resolutely complete the task! If it cannot be completed, military law will be dealt with!

After a while, this thick stack of blood letters was delivered to the commander of the 60th Army. Commander Wei received the petition at the military headquarters. He looked through each blood letter and saw the names one by one.

From each battalion and company, he finally saw Commander Zheng’s bloody words and said:

"Haha, Lao Zheng of the 180th Division is starting to get anxious. It seems like being in the reserve team is really uncomfortable. After a while, if there is a mission, let them join immediately."

However, the war was changing rapidly. Just two days later, on April 29, the first phase of the Fifth Battle suddenly came to an end. The 180th Division, as a reserve force, did not participate and just watched the show.

That period was the most peaceful day for the whole division in North Korea.

Everyone can eat three meals a day. You can't light a fire to cook during the day, but you can bake flatbreads to eat at night. The white flour shipped from here is still a steady stream at this time, and some is sprinkled on the flatbreads.

The soldiers chewed some sesame seeds in the tunnel and found that they tasted much better than fried noodles.

In the hungry days that followed, they often couldn't help but recall this happy time.

In addition to being able to have a full meal, the second is the artistic performance of the art team, which is even more unforgettable. The art team held activities and singing in each company, and everyone loved listening to it. The only pity was that they could not hear Lin Qingxue's violin.

, Comrade Xiao Li said that Lin Qingxue had moved to the rear and participated in the transportation of the logistics troops. Comrade Xiao Li told Xia Yuan: "Lin Qingxue has always been concerned about you. Let me tell you that you must pay attention to safety when fighting on the front line.

"

Xia Yuan smiled and told her: "Tell that girl to be careful behind the scenes."

Comrade Xiao Li smiled, but there was a trace of bitterness in his smile. He cursed that silly girl in his heart. In order to transport food and ammunition, his arm was blown off by the enemy's bomb. I'm afraid he will never be able to play the violin again.

The soldiers liked Xia Yuan's story about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms very much. During this period, they even pestered Xia Yuan to finish the story. Everyone was still unfinished. Many soldiers were pestering Xia Yuan to tell him again, especially Lao Yang.

Intellectuals are very fascinated by this kind of books. Whenever they have nothing to do, they will hang out with Xia Yuan and listen to him telling stories about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. They also like to listen to Lao Ma, but Lao Ma has not reached the level of fanaticism like Lao Yang.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still responded to requests.

The soldiers had no more extravagance. In this short pre-war life, singing and listening to books were their only spiritual life. Among these soldiers, many of them listened to music and books for the last time in their lives.

They are completely intoxicated with art, but they don't know that they will sleep in this land forever.

They have no idea about the future, they have no idea about the future battles, and they have no fear of death. Their thoughts in their hearts are very simple: win the battle as soon as possible and return the favor early.

The news of the victory in the frontline battle spread back to the 180th Division, and the entire division rejoiced.

A station.

The soldiers gathered happily in the tunnel and listened with excitement to Company Commander Lei and Instructor Shao telling them about the frontline battle. Captain Lei shouted: "The frontline battle is advancing very fast. The American devils were defeated by us. They were all defeated."

Run away, leave the car behind, leave behind the cannon, and run into a rout!"

"good!"

The soldiers cheered excitedly.

The big man grinned: "Grandma, we just let them win the battle. We just stayed in this tunnel and didn't do anything. Old Chen, are you not in a hurry?"

Chen Lie shook his head: "We have written a letter of challenge. When it is our turn, our superiors will send us combat missions. It is useless for you to be anxious. Learn more from Lao Xia."

The two turned to look at Xia Yuan, but saw the other person's sad posture. Ma Daguo asked: "Old Xia, the front line has won the battle, aren't you happy?"

Xia Yuan raised his head and said: "I am happy, I must be happy, but I am worried about when it will be our 180th Division's turn. We have finally arrived at the Korean battlefield. Who is willing to be a reserve force?"

Ma Da laughed: "Look, Lao Xia didn't say what I said, but he was thinking about it in his heart."

Chen Lie remained silent, holding his gun and listening to Captain Lei talk about how to fight the enemy on the front line and how to win.

Seeing that the two men no longer disturbed him, Xia Yuan remained silent and continued to think about what was on his mind. The first stage was over. It only lasted a week and ended very quickly. He had learned about the fifth battle.

, Captain Lei, they said that the first stage achieved a huge sound.

This is true, but while the Volunteer Army has achieved great victory, it also hides huge hidden dangers.

The Sixty-third Army on the right was forced to switch to a blocking battle because the First Army of the People's Army retreated prematurely and failed to reach the predetermined area. The Sixty-fourth Army encountered fierce blocking from the U.S. Army's artillery fire on its way to discuss the government, and its progress was slow.

, blocking the way forward for the 65th Army, the follow-up force. More than 60,000 people from the three armies were crowded on the narrow bank of the south bank of the Imjin River. Unable to attack, and without orders to retreat, the volunteer soldiers could only hide in

Under the trees and rocks, they were sheltered from bombings by the US Air Force again and again, resulting in huge casualties.

On the way forward, the Ninth Corps on the left flank surrounded an American armored field artillery battalion with one battalion. The battle lasted for three full days and nights. The two companies attacking mainly from the Volunteer Army suffered hundreds of casualties, but they still allowed the opponent to complete the support task and break out of the encirclement.

The U.S. military suffered only fifteen casualties.

During the battle, Van Fleet resolutely implemented Ridgway's tactics and retreated 20 to 30 kilometers every night to set up defenses. When the volunteers pursued on foot until dawn, they were exposed to the enemy's fierce artillery fire, and the attack speed was seriously slowed down.

After three days and three nights of fierce fighting, although the Volunteer Army forced the United Nations troops to retreat to the second-line battlefield south of the 38th Parallel, most of the besieged troops successfully broke out under the cover of aircraft and tanks. They did not destroy many enemies and did not achieve the expected goal.

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