Chief of Staff Wang saw that the two of them were not looking at each other, just sitting back to back. He had no time to persuade the two of them, so he decided to seize the time to get to the point.
"Commander Pang, what is the current casualty situation of the 538th Regiment?"
Commander Pang said: "After we landed ashore, we counted the number of people and found that a total of 194 people from the three battalions were washed away by the flood. There were no casualties in the ambush in the north. Now, except for the seriously wounded, those who can move their arms and legs are still using them as long as the injuries are not serious."
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After saying that, he sighed helplessly and even used the wounded. This shows that the current situation of the 180th Division is not good.
Master Zheng took out a cigarette from his pocket and distributed it to everyone. He patted Deputy Master Duan and saw that he was ignoring everyone. He smiled and said, "Why, you asked me to light it and put it in your mouth."
Deputy Commander Duan took the cigarette angrily and did not smoke, just holding it.
Commander Zheng lit a cigarette and motioned to Chief of Staff Wang to continue.
Chief of Staff Wang continued to ask: "Commander Wang, what about you?"
Captain Wang replied: "The situation is similar to Lao Pang's. Except for the loss of troops in the battle, 208 people were washed away after crossing the river. Some of the squad leaders in my battalion have already become company commanders."
His tone was filled with complaints.
Deputy Commander Duan couldn't stand listening anymore. Faced with such heavy casualties, he was particularly sad. He interrupted Chief of Staff Wang and said, "Listen, listen, what's going on here? There's no ammunition supply, no food."
There are no supplies, and there is still no sign of a breakthrough after crossing the river. If we continue to work hard like this, the 180th Division will be destroyed in Jiguan Mountain sooner or later. Commander, what are your plans?"
Commander Zheng seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, "Just in case, let the divisional headquarters be transferred immediately, so that we can fight freely in the future without worries. If it doesn't work, we will take root in this area."
In a war of attrition with the US military, even if his pants are torn and his legs are tied, I will still fight him to death. The agency has been transferred. I am not afraid of anything anymore. I will fight Almond to death. Although he is strong, he may not be an old guerrilla like me.
The team members’ opponents.”
"What do you think?"
After hearing these words, everyone looked at each other in confusion. Their first instinct was that the teacher had already prepared for the worst. It did not mean that this approach was wrong, but since the teacher had prepared for the worst, everyone felt that the future was not optimistic. All that was left was
The miracle of absolute rebirth, no one raised any objection.
Deputy Commander Duan said: "Well, I will make arrangements right away. As soon as it gets dark, the agency will be transferred."
Commander Zheng looked at the sky. He now had a premonition that an enemy plane would appear in the sky soon.
It is common sense to shift at night, but the current situation is too tense and we can no longer wait for dark, so he said:
"Go and call Zhang Jie and let them go now!"
The division organization is like the core of the human brain. It is the top priority of the army. Everything can be thrown away, but it cannot be thrown away. Therefore, the rumors spread by the outside world that the entire 180th Division was destroyed are simply untenable.
...
The wind is blowing loudly and the rain is falling.
Blow away the smoke and extinguish the hot soil.
The rainwater mixed with blood, forming a stream that gurgled from the mountain to the road.
The body covered with a layer of soil shook a few times and got up in a daze, as if he had fallen asleep and had a severe headache. He vaguely remembered that his head was injured, as if it was caused by falling from the mountain.
.
I staggered up and felt a heartbreaking pain in my legs.
The leg was broken.
"Is there anyone...Is there anyone alive..."
The voice is a little hoarse.
The living person is Xia Yuan. With the assistance of tanks and armored vehicles, the enemy attacked the highlands particularly fiercely. In order to break the situation, he organized a suicide squad and gathered all the explosives and blasting tubes of the Seventh Company to prepare to blow up the enemy's armored vehicles and attack them.
During the detour, the muddy road was wet and slippery. He and another comrade fell down the mountain. Fortunately, they did not fall to death. The subsequent battle is unclear.
The dense forest is lush and green, raindrops are pattering down on the leaves of the trees, and there are raindrops hanging on the grass.
Xia Yuan lay on the ground, opened his mouth wide, followed the falling raindrops, pursed his lips, looked at the state of his body, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The clothes on his body had been torn open, revealing his dirty body, and one of his legs fell.
It was broken and there were scratches all over the body.
After drinking some rainwater, I felt I had regained some strength. I picked up a wet stick on the ground, propped myself up, and staggered forward when I suddenly saw a person lying in the grass.
"Comrade, comrade."
Xia Yuan staggered over and found that the other party was no longer breathing.
He tore off the opponent's honor slip, put it away solemnly, and touched his pocket. In the left breast pocket, he found a wet letter with the word "suicide note" written on it.
Xia Yuan opened it and took a look. It was written on a piece of torn white cloth. Xia Yuan was in awe.
"Father, mother, for the liberation of the Korean people, for the security and construction of the motherland, so that the people of the motherland can live a happy life forever, I have gloriously sacrificed my youthful life. This is my most glorious."
"Father, mother, you don't have to be sad for me, you should be proud of me. My biggest wish in this life is to allow you and your parents to live a good life."
"I did it and I don't regret it!"
"The moment I joined the People's Liberation Army, everything I had was given to the motherland. For the motherland, I am willing to dedicate everything I have, including my life!"
"U.S. imperialism will never defeat us. Victory belongs to us, and victory belongs to New China!"
Xia Yuan solemnly folded the suicide note and put it in his pocket. "Don't worry, I will take your suicide note home."
After falling down the mountain, thanks to my physical fitness, I only broke my leg, but everything else was fine.
He covered the soldier's body with some leaves. Without tools, and in his condition, it was difficult to bury him.
With night vision on, Xia Yuan groped in the woods and found the wet gun that had fallen on the ground. There were eight bullets in the magazine. The bullet bag behind him was torn off when it fell.
The gun disappeared without a trace. The gun was covered with mud and was dirty. Xia Yuan wiped it with his sleeve, carried it behind his back, looked around, and then climbed up to the position with a stick.
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The position was quiet and completely silent. The soldier's body was half buried on the ground by the soil. Only half of the gun was exposed. The scattered bullet casings were buried in the soil. Xia Yuan walked on the position, picked up the gun on the ground and wiped it.
, and threw it aside.
There are corpses that can be seen everywhere, the corpses of our own people, not the enemy's. The enemy's corpses may have been taken away by the enemy when they advanced.
It was difficult to dispose of the bodies of the soldiers. Xia Yuan found a shovel stuck in the ground and buried the bodies one by one, which took a lot of effort.
Not seeing the remains of his old acquaintance, Xia Yuan was a little confused. Could it be that they retreated?
But looking at the battle situation, there were bombed tanks and bombed armored vehicles. These things could not be taken away by the US military and could only be discarded on the battlefield. This shows how tragic the battle was at that time. Xia Yuan did not know that he
Should we be happy or sad?
I survived like this in a daze.
Xia Yuan smiled bitterly, sat on the ground, and put the engineer shovel behind him. His clothes became tattered, but he found the stick soldier's coat that he had captured earlier and put it on. After resting for a while, he regained some strength.
, looking at the surrounding wilderness and the shimmering sky, Xia Yuan thought for a while.
How long have you been unconscious?
One day?
Xia Yuan thought it was impossible, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He used this section of the stick as a splint, fixed it on the broken left leg, and wrapped it with a rope. There were orange bullets on the ground beside him.
, he found them when he was burying the remains of the soldiers. There were not many of them, more than twenty, and there was no magazine, so he just put them casually in his coat pocket.
There were also two grenades, covered with mud. I wiped them on my body and put them in another pocket.
He supported the ground with a stick and stood up with difficulty. The hands on the watch did not move and were fixed at 12:32. Xia Yuan thought for a moment, looked up at the sky, and turned off the night vision.
There is a faint light in the sky, and you can see it very clearly from the top of the mountain.
"It's almost dawn."
Xia Yuan held a stick and staggered along the road. He couldn't judge the direction. Going north along the road was the best way.
He was still thinking about things, whether the 180th Division had crossed the river, what was the situation in Zhiyan, whether Jiguan Mountain had been lost, and whether the 180th Division would develop along its original track.
He couldn't sit still and wait for death. He sacrificed an entire company and blocked the 24th U.S. Division for half a day. He didn't know if his plan worked.
As long as the U.S. troops are stopped at Chenghuang Hall and delayed for a while, Zhiyanli is not lost, and Yingfeng is not lost by the U.S. military attack. Even if Jiguan Mountain is lost, it doesn't matter, Yingfeng is still in the hands of our army.
Hope everything is as you want it to be.
The 180th Division originally retreated from the retreat cave to Toipingri, and sent the 181st Division to respond. However, the 181st Division was restrained by the enemy, and the order took too long to pass on, causing the 180th Division to want to
While retreating through the retreat cave, Shiji's radio was restored, and he ordered the 180th Division, which was halfway through the retreat, to return to the original route and block the enemy in place. Not long after retreating, the US 7th Division arrived at the retreat cave.
inside.
The second retreat route was at Yingfeng. The 179th Division went to Yingfeng to meet them, but was restrained by the enemy halfway. The 180th Division arrived at Yingfeng after suffering huge casualties. As a result, Yingfeng was full of American troops.
They fought another difficult battle to capture Eagle Peak, and finally attacked Eagle Peak. There were no friendly forces to support them at all, and there were still a large number of American troops.
As a last resort, they had no choice but to retreat again.
This time, they had no way out. In the end, various parts of the 180th Division broke out separately. Some went into the mountains to fight guerrillas for two years, some were captured by the US military, and some died together with the US military.
From beginning to end, facing the desperate situation of the 180th Division, no one wavered politically.
"All efforts are being made towards Yingfeng. If the enemy does not occupy Zhiyanli, the 179th Division may still be able to meet the 180th Division at Yingfeng."
Xia Yuan staggered as he walked, feeling a little more anxious.
He is eager to know whether the current fate of the 180th Division has changed and whether Eagle Peak is still in the hands of our army.
The road is too deep and you can't see the end at a glance. In addition, one of his legs is broken and he is stumbling. Who knows when he will be able to walk back.
Someone would give him a pillow when he fell asleep. No, there was a roar of a truck behind him. Xia Yuan's eyes moved slightly. He tied up his coat and played with his messy hair. He held his eyes with one hand and saw something in the distance.
A string of lights came over, and a dozen trucks carrying supplies from the US military passed by. The lights shone on Xia Yuan, and he quickly moved his arms.
A truck slowly stopped in front of Xia Yuan, and the window rolled down, revealing the face of a white man. He looked at Xia Yuan: "Oh, poor little guy, who abandoned you here, well,
The leg is still broken.”
"Sir, I am a reconnaissance soldier of the Sixth Korean Division. I encountered the Chinese. Everyone else died. I rolled down the mountain and broke my leg."
Xia Yuan tried his best to stand upright, supported the ground with a wooden stick, and spoke skillfully.
"Man, he speaks our language."
"Should we take him with us? If we leave him here, he might die."
"There are not many Koreans who can speak our language, so just take him with you, let him sit in the back, and take him back to our base. The Koreans will still thank us."
"Good idea."
The voices of the two people talking were very low, but they were still heard by Xia Yuan. After thanking him, he climbed into the car with difficulty. There were boxes in the back of the car. Looking at the standards on the boxes, they contained
Cannonballs.
The US military actually pulled so many artillery shells.
Needless to say, these shells will also be used behind the volunteers. When Xia Yuan decided to leave, he would give them a grand prize.
I found two American grenades from the position earlier, wrapped a rope around the safety, and tied the other end to the bottom of the box. The grenades were stuck on the two bottom boxes, so that when the US military moved the upper boxes, the grenades would be there.
Pull out the insurance, and then there will be a gorgeous fireworks.
Another grenade served as a second layer of insurance.
By pulling so many artillery shells, it was obvious that the US military wanted to wipe out the 180th Division. It seemed that the situation of the 180th Division was worse than they thought.
Xia Yuan thought for a while, the car bumped and everything was dark.
After nearly half an hour of bumpy driving, Xia Yuan's back ached from sitting. Finally, the brightly lit U.S. military station in the distance appeared in front of him. He also noticed that the road was surrounded by craters and ravines, as well as the wreckage of two tanks in the distance.
Fell into a ditch.
"This is the City God's Hall. Sure enough, the US military still occupied the City God's Hall."
Facing the steel torrent of the US military, the 540th Regiment held a battalion in Chenghuangtang. Then, in just half a day, Chenghuangtang was lost. As he asked the troops to withdraw from Chenghuangtang, they held on to the easier-to-defend Yingfeng and Chenghuangtang.
Xia Yuan's loss of Tang was also expected, and he didn't show much surprise.