"Even if the Americans want to pass through the position, they have to pay the price!"
"Platoon leader, I can't leave anymore. I have been with you since I joined the army to suppress bandits in the southwest. Now the country is liberated and peaceful. The American devils want to ruin our life across the sea. Even if you die, let them know that they will fight with us."
, he’s not easy to use!”
"Just this way to return to the team, the lost comrades will poke my spine. No, I have to kill some American troops. After a while, I gathered with other comrades from the Sixth Company down below. I met the company commander and instructor, and I also met the platoon leader.
, I won’t leave either!”
Li Ziming felt very happy when he saw that everyone was so awakened. They were all good soldiers. It was such a pity that they died like this today. If they all lived and fought well, they would all have a bright future. In the future, they would go home and find a wife to live in.
A big fat boy can still live a good life in New China.
However, the American devils who are riding horses do not want them to live a good life.
For the people of our motherland to live a good life, we deserve it!
Thinking of this, Platoon Leader Li Ziming couldn't help but shed tears and said, "You guys are so miserable. We haven't tasted the wonderful life of New China yet."
"Platoon leader, what's wrong with you today? It's not your character to chirp like a girl, why are you crying? Everything we do today is to defend the fruits of New China's victory. The people of the motherland will remember us.
We, the people's army, must serve the people unconditionally. If the children can come to our tombs and lay flowers on our tombs during the Tomb Sweeping Day in the future, then we will be satisfied and we have nothing to regret!"
A soldier said firmly.
Li Ziming took a deep breath and said: "Okay! In order for the children to come to our tomb to lay flowers, we fought with the American devils! Now listen to my command! Fix the bayonet!"
Everyone pulled out the bayonets from their waists at once, all Japanese-style 38 bayonets. These were all left behind when the Japanese 38-cap rifles were seized. The last time the entire division collectively changed their equipment, they used all the Japanese-style 38 bayonets.
The rifles were all replaced by Soviet "Shuilianzhu" rifles.
At that time, Li Ziming and the others took off the matching bayonets and replaced them with longer Japanese 38 bayonets. They thought that they would not suffer losses in hand-to-hand combat with the American soldiers in the future, and it would be easier to fight with bayonets. After coming to North Korea, they thought that
I couldn’t use it anymore, but I didn’t expect it to come in handy. It was also the last time I used it.
Everyone was thinking about it when they were changing their bayonets.
Some used their own clothes as rags to polish their bayonets until they were shiny.
Li Ziming led everyone to show their heads in the trenches and observed that the US military was approaching step by step. There were hundreds of them. The enemy did not know how many Chinese were still hiding in the trenches on the position, so he carefully slowed down.
Walking.
After looking at it, Li Ziming turned around and said to everyone: "I still have two grenades here. Let's kill the enemy separately, but we must get closer. At the last moment, they all moved closer to me. After unscrewing, I, Lao Li,
I’ll take you on the road with me!”
"good!"
"Thank you in advance, platoon leader!"
There was no timidity or fear on the faces of the soldiers. They nodded solemnly, and their eyes were filled with cold light and murderous intent. As the sound of the American ordnance was getting closer and closer, the murderous intent in their eyes became more obvious.
Li Ziming felt very painful when he heard this answer. He said: "There is still a little time left. Let's introduce each other. I rarely asked about your origins and experiences in the past. In case we get lost when we get down there, it's good to have
It’s something I can remember, so I can say goodbye.”
After hearing this, everyone introduced themselves one after another.
"I am from Yangluo in Nanhe. I worked as a day laborer for landlords before joining the army. I joined the party in 1948."
"I am from Mian, Siyang, Sichuan. Before joining the army, I worked as a waiter in a teahouse and was a member of the Communist Youth League."
"I am a native of Xishanji. Before joining the army, I also worked part-time for landlords and was a member of the Communist Youth League."
"I am a insured person from Beihe. I worked as a laborer in a factory before joining the army. I joined the party in 1949."
"I am from Nanhu, Tanxiang. Before joining the army, I served as an orderly in the reactionary 95th Army. Before I went to fight in Korea, I had already written an application for joining the party."
Li Ziming said "Oh", "You are still a fellow countryman of our ***. Your application for party membership will not be in vain. The division party will approve it soon. After you die for the country, you will be recognized posthumously. Over there
, as party members, we are still fighting together, don’t worry, I will never leave my comrades wherever I go!”
"Platoon leader, everyone needs to stay together and no one will be left behind."
Li Ziming nodded solemnly: "Okay!"
The sound of the US military boots could be heard very clearly, and they were already close to their position. Li Ziming jumped out of the trench first and shouted: "Comrades, charge for me!"
"Kill!"
"American devil, grandpa is here!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The shouts of these six men drowned out the noise of all the enemy troops, and with a roar, everything fell back to calm.
...
The artillery fire from the US military around the division headquarters was deafening, sometimes dense and sometimes loose. Sometimes we had to shout loudly when talking to each other, otherwise we would not be heard.
Xia Yuan studied maps with Deputy Commander Duan. Deputy Commander Duan told him: "The movements of the US military can change at any time. Therefore, the investigation of an area requires continuous investigation and timely communication of changes in US military forces.
When we come back, we need to keep track of their movements at all times, and the number of scouts cannot be too small."
Xia Yuan nodded. In war, one must keep track of the enemy's movements at all times. This is very important for the subsequent formation of troops.
"Another point can be judged from how each position is attacked by the enemy."
Vice-Teacher Duan taught very carefully, and Xia Yuan also studied very seriously.
Deputy Commander Duan and Commander Zheng have worked together for many years, and they have very good vision and fighting skills. From following him, I can learn a lot of useful knowledge, especially tactical arrangements, formations, etc.
"Study the map first and set up a detour route from the enemy's rear. I will check it later."
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Director Wu was chatting with Mr. Zheng, "Sir, Xiaoliang and the others went to get food, why haven't they come back yet? It should be time now, right?"
Master Zheng looked at his watch. It had been more than twenty-four hours, but there was no news from them.
Deputy Commander Duan also said: "Yes, it stands to reason that he should be back. Now that we are all in a mess with the enemy on the front line, nothing will happen, right?"
Commander Zheng said: "Before departure, I repeatedly warned that going to the military station to get food is not a dead order. If you don't finish it, you will come back immediately. Alas..."
Master Zheng sighed. He thought that these twenty people had probably been wiped out by the enemy. He stared in the direction of Mapingli for a long time.
Xiao Liang was an officer of the Political Department, and his lover was Feng Shide. He met the commander of the Ninth Company of the 538th Regiment when they were crossing the river. Unfortunately, the commander of the Ninth Company failed to cross the river and was swallowed by the rolling river.
When Liang Yulin took office on the afternoon of the 24th, Commander Zheng sent 20 soldiers to go with him to Mapingli to collect food. There was a military station of their 60th Army there, but no one expected that Liang Yulin would
The first departure was actually the last appearance before the entire division broke out.
The 180th Division has been without food for many days, and the logistics cannot keep up. Commander Zheng will not sit still and wait for death. In the past few days, he has repeatedly sent a food-raising team of more than a dozen people to get food, not to mention the delay in time.
, they all came back empty-handed. Some teams came back with some grass roots or already dried wild vegetables, but the quantity was so small that it was difficult to provide food for a class, let alone the entire division.
Officer Liang Yulin went out to raise food. He was the last food-raising team sent by the 180th Division. As long as Commander Zheng finished his combat mission, he had to discuss the food issue with Director Wu.
The battle is getting closer and fiercer. The huge consumption of physical energy of all the officers and soldiers of the 180th Division requires food to be replenished. Faced with the current crazy blockade of the US military, the two of them are often at a loss for food. There is no better way.
.
Director Wu suggested that they go to the Mapingli Military Depot nearest to them to raise food. It was their last hope for the 180th Division. If they could get food from the Mapingli Military Depot, that would be great. This time the task was given to the military supplies.
Wang Shaowu from the department and Liang Yulin, the youth officer.
Time was running out. After receiving the order, the two men immediately led the people to the direction of Mapingli.
Along the way, enemy planes were frequently circling in the sky, and they would be discovered if they were not careful. Everyone kept a distance of more than 20 meters and marched in a team, taking rugged mountain roads and straight roads that were shortcuts.
, is also easy to walk, but will attract more shells.
At night, when it was relatively safe, they would speed up. No one was sleeping, and they would run and stop continuously, not daring to lose a moment.
They all know in their hearts that the minute they get food earlier, the less time their comrades will have to go hungry.
Time is too precious for them, and Liang Yulin always thinks of frontline soldiers who sacrificed their lives due to exhaustion.
In this way, it was not until dusk on the 25th that they arrived at a village near Mapingli. Everyone drank some water in a small river that was almost dry to quench their thirst.
Because they don't get enough nutrition for a long time, many people suffer from night blindness. Even during the day, they sometimes can't see clearly.
Just approaching the village, a young soldier from Sichuan Province said to everyone: "There is someone, could it be the enemy!?"
There was indeed a line of people approaching in the distance. No one could see clearly for a moment. Wang Shaowu of the Munitions Section pulled out his pistol and shouted in a low voice: "Get ready to fight, fight them!"
In an instant, everyone lined up beside the small ditch, each looking for a hiding place.
Those people who were walking from a distance saw Liang Yulin's military uniforms clearly and shouted to them: "Comrade, which part are you wearing?"
Upon hearing the voice, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It was one of our own, and there was almost a misunderstanding.
Liang Yulin quickly responded: "We are from the munitions section of the 180th Division. Commander Zheng asked us to come to the military station to get food."
The person on the other side responded: "Comrade, the military depot is just ahead. We are from the guard platoon of the military depot of the Munitions Department. Just follow us."
In this way, Liang Yulin and the others followed the guard platoon to the military station. A comrade came out of the military station. He seemed to be the person in charge here. He first introduced Liang Yulin and others: "This way to Mapingli, who are you?"
How did you break through the enemy's blockade? It's not easy. Are you nervous on the front line now? Most of the people in the army's logistics have retreated. Now we are temporarily allowed to stay behind. For the time being, I am the person in charge here. My name is Zhao Mingming. Welcome 180
Comrades of the division.”
Liang Yulin didn't care to tell Zhao Mingming what happened along the way, and immediately got down to business and said: "Our division has been without food for several days. The fight is now very difficult. Please send a truck to deliver food as soon as possible."
When Zhao Mingming heard this, he immediately said: "Okay, there is food in the military station, and I can give you ten cars. The cars are Soviet GAZ, and the food is sorghum rice, fried noodles, and compressed biscuits."
The Soviet GAZ, together with the Willis Jeep that the United States aided the Soviet Union at the time, made contributions during the Great Patriotic War and was known as 'Ivan Willis'. After the end of World War II, the Soviet Union provided many GAZ vehicles to
Without the volunteers, a car can carry a little more than two tons.
Liang Yulin immediately asked the team members to inventory the supplies, while Zhao Mingming called in the cooking soldiers to cook, and then said to everyone: "I'll get you some food first, and then load the truck."
Liang Yulin and the others had no time to worry about eating, so they immediately said: "We won't eat for now and will leave immediately. The comrades at the front are fighting hungry."
Zhao Mingming saw that they were really anxious and didn't want to persist, but when he thought about the fact that he had to cross the blockade, travel a long distance, and fight continuously for such a long time, his physical fitness was not enough to keep up. He couldn't do it without eating, so he advised:
"Eat something, it won't waste much time."
The soldiers in the team may have heard Zhao Mingming talk about eating, and had a conditioned reflex. Their stomachs were also growling. Each of their stomachs was tightly tied with a belt, so tight that their clothes were dented inward.
Zhao Mingming felt uncomfortable looking at it, so he led them to a dilapidated house, set up a large iron pot, cooked a large pot of sorghum rice, got some oil, and mixed some salt into it, and gave it to Liang
They eat it in Yulin.
Smelling the aroma of rice in the pot, the corners of Liang Yulin's eyes became moist. They were strangers and they were all comrades in arms. He gave the order: "Comrades, start the meal!"
These twenty people hadn't eaten seriously for many days. They chewed grass roots on weekdays. Smelling the aroma of rice, their stomachs felt cramped and uncomfortable, and they rushed to the big pot.
While Wang Shaowu was chewing, he said to a little soldier next to him who was devouring it: "Eat slowly, be careful not to ruin your stomach. Slow down."
Everyone only ate a little to fill their stomachs. After feeling a little better, they ignored their own stomachs and endured the hunger that was still there. They immediately went to the military station to get food. In fact, with everyone's current appetite, they couldn't eat more than two big bowls.
problem, but they have more important things to do now.
When Wang Shaowu was moving a box of compressed biscuits, he said to Liang Yulin: "Old Liang, mark this box for me and send it to the teacher and the others when the time comes. What do you think?"
Liang Yulin showed a smile on his face and replied: "Don't worry, I have moved a lot of compressed biscuits, enough to eat."