He groped in the dark and cautiously moved forward. Suddenly, he stopped and looked into the distance.
A U.S. military patrol came over. They were wearing flashlights, and they were all wrapped up in military coats. Their formation was relatively loose, and their voices could still be heard. It was obvious that although the First U.S. Marine Division had combat effectiveness,
Although they were tough, the 1st Marine Division was also extremely relaxed at this time, chatting and laughing while patrolling.
Xia Yuan understood a few words, which were closely related to Christmas.
It's already mid-to-late November, not long before Christmas. MacArthur has made a high-profile announcement about spending Christmas on the Yalu River. This is naturally a big shock to the US military. The topics of daily chat are inseparable from this year's Christmas.
, spending Christmas on the enemy’s frontier is such a proud thing.
Xia Yuan hid in the darkness, and quickly hid when the light swept over him. He waited until the patrol was far away before sticking his head out, thinking in his mind.
Want to spend Christmas on the Yalu River? Go to the Hall of Hell to register first.
Leaving the hidden place, Xia Yuan continued to explore forward. Almost every distance he walked, he had to observe carefully. His four-dimensional attributes were systematically strengthened. His vision, smell, and hearing were all improved. Coupled with his night vision ability,
Sneaking into this kind of US military base, which has low security at night and does not have any modern monitoring equipment, is naturally easy.
The most important thing is that the protective color brought by the camouflage and night makes him harder to be discovered.
After crossing the bunker and passing through the tent, Xia Yuan continued to run towards the central area of Xiajieyuli. His movements were very fast, and there was no sign that he was injured at all.
Every time you pass a camp, you should carefully observe what is inside the tent.
Half an hour later, Xia Yuan hid and groped his way to the US artillery position. On a piece of flat land in the distance, cannons were covered with cloth. Those that could be pulled away were pulled away, and those that could not be pulled away were stopped in several rows.
U.S. military personnel can be seen standing guard in the distance, and the lights are shining here, making the artillery position brightly lit.
"This beautiful lamp is really free. There are so many lamps in one artillery position."
Xia Yuan gritted his teeth, crawled in the dark, and observed the US artillery position.
The U.S. military throughout Xiajieyuli has arranged many lights for lighting in the areas where they are fortified, but there are still places where no lights are arranged, such as the tents where U.S. soldiers sleep. It is probably because the U.S. troops think that the tents are surrounded by their people.
It is very safe and there are very few lights.
The US military is indeed very thoughtful, and there are only a handful of sentries in the entire camp.
The target of his actions alone was not big, so he quickly got through the hole.
We walked all the way towards the center of Xiajieyuli, and finally arrived at the artillery position without any danger. The artillery position was difficult to sneak into. There were many American troops nearby who were carrying shell boxes into a tent.
Needless to say, that tent was where the US military stored artillery shells.
There are more than one such tent, and some of the ammunition is even directly in the open air with a thick layer of snow falling on it.
The US military built some sheds and placed the artillery shells under the sheds. The lights shone through and it was extremely bright. In addition, there were many US troops on the artillery positions. As a result, their actions could be said to be very risky.
"Going by in such a swagger is not the answer. I should think of a better way, which at least allows me to get close to the artillery position."
Xia Yuan exhaled softly, moved his body carefully, and left the range of the artillery position.
Before coming in, he spent half an hour observing the U.S. military garrisoned in Xiajieyuli. About two hundred meters north of the artillery position, it was where the U.S. military stored fuel. The gasoline barrels were placed together, with a huge
Covered with cloth, this is a place where automobile fuel is replenished. In addition to automobile fuel, rows of trucks are also parked here. During the day, the U.S. military is active, and at night, the U.S. troops only curl up in sleeping bags and sleep.
The night temperature in Changjin Lake has dropped to minus 30 degrees, but this temperature is not the limit.
The air was so cold that even the white mist could not be seen in the breath he exhaled. Xia Yuan lay quietly in the snow, his body fused with the snow on the ground, and his body temperature was lost quickly.
Xia Yuan was thinking about countermeasures in his mind, staring at the gasoline barrel in front of him, "Maybe I can create a huge fire! Alarm the entire U.S. military in Xiajieyuli, and I can take advantage of the chaos to drive a car out. This method is a bit
It's risky, but it's not impossible. The roads in Xiajieyuli extend in all directions, and not all places are taken care of by the US military. My chances are still very good. I will starve the timid to death and starve the bold to death."
He had a good idea in his mind and quietly went over to it.
There are not many lights set up by the US military here. Only half of the lights are illuminated, and the other half is in shadow. Xia Yuan quietly approaches the oil drum and scans the surroundings. There are warnings set up by the US military here, but these warnings are actually there.
There was a pile of work under a shed, roasting things on the fire, making hot coffee, and chattering.
"I've been here in Xiajieyuli for so many days, and it's actually been so comfortable. The fire has been lit, but I've been freezing to death. Since I like the fire so much, I'll arrange a big fire for you later."
Xia Yuan withdrew his gaze, reached out and grabbed the oil drum and shook it gently.
A full barrel of gasoline.
Keeping the location of the oil drum in front of him in his mind, Xia Yuan quietly disappeared. It was not the time to implement the plan yet, he had to make preparations first.
"The equipment on my body is not good enough. Let's kill an American soldier first and change the equipment."
Xia Yuan returned along the route he had just taken, and soon came to the enemy's camp. Through the tent, he could clearly hear the snoring of the soldiers in the camp. It was deafening, and he slept really soundly.
After groping around in rows of tents for more than ten minutes, Xia Yuan squatted in a dark corner with a puzzled look on his face.
"With so many camps, there isn't even a single American soldier going to the bathroom in the middle of the night?"
There was no way, the situation had changed, Xia Yuan had no choice but to go to the camp where the US military was storing supplies. He carefully stepped on the snow, trying not to make any sound, and soon left the camp where the US military was stationed, in the darkness.
He evaded the US military patrols everywhere, then crossed the empty road and arrived at the material area on the opposite side without any danger.
"This is the tent where the US military stores cans. There are many more in front. I should look through them carefully."
Xia Yuan looked around, ducked, and quickly got into a tent. It was pitch black inside, and he could hardly see his fingers, but to him, the darkness was like nothing.
Use the bayonet on your back to pry open a box, lift the lid, and your eyes suddenly freeze. Inside the box are pairs of brand new military boots. The thick cotton boots are filled with a layer of fluff. When you reach out and grab them, they are so warm.
He grinned, closed the box, and glanced at the box above that seemed different from the box with cotton boots in front of him. He stepped on the box to the top, pried open another kind of box, and was about to lift it to look inside. Suddenly
I heard very slight voices coming from outside.
"Shit, the weather here is so cold. I don't think there is any need for your commander to let us go out on patrol late at night. Will those poorly dressed Chinese really come over? We are too careful."
"Jeff, this is North Korea, not the United States. It's right to be careful..."
"Okay, then when I get back I will take off my clothes and get into a warm sleeping bag, making sure my head is not exposed."
As the sound faded away, Xia Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, got out of the corner, opened the gap in the tent, and looked outside.
It's the American troops who were on patrol just now. They are changing the guard.