Chapter 172 What kind of bullshit victory is not as important as your own life
In a steep ravine.
Xia Yuan led more than 30 people down the steep mountain. After passing through a gravel area, they saw a cave. The entrance of the cave was filled with broken corpses, and blood dyed the ground red.
The corpse at the door is that of a stick soldier. Apparently one of their people had an encounter with the stick soldier here.
"Go and have a look!"
Xia Yuan leaned on crutches and shouted loudly.
The two soldiers put down the boxes on their shoulders and rushed into the cave. There was not a single complete body. Broken limbs and arms were scattered on the ground. Gun smoke filled the air in the cave and lingered for a long time. In the pungent smell of gun smoke,
It was also mixed with the smell of blood.
The two soldiers stared blankly at the body on the ground. It was the body of their comrade.
The two of them ran outside the cave and told Xia Yuan about the situation inside. Xia Yuan staggered to the cave and saw the corpses on the ground, with a look of silence on his face.
He walked outside the cave without saying a word.
He thought about something, and his heart became even heavier. Who would be left in the cave? If they were not taken with him during the breakout, there would be no one except the sick and wounded.
"There must be more sick and wounded in this area!"
"But, after rescuing these sick and wounded, can I take them with me?"
Xia Yuan was silent again.
After traveling all the way here, the size of the team is only one company, and the three platoons have less than a hundred people. They have no time to take care of their own wounded, so how can they take care of more wounded.
The most important thing is that in order to carry more ammunition and food, Xia Yuan did not ask the soldiers to carry medicines. If they really planned to fight a blockade, they would not be able to survive and they would not be able to use medicines. It was better to carry more.
Food and ammunition are coming in real time.
"Let's go!"
Xia Yuan gritted his teeth and led the soldiers quickly towards the place agreed upon by Instructor Yang.
It was only ten minutes from the time of the explosion to the time when they were fully charged. The fact that the enemy was able to retreat within ten minutes meant that they had not gone far and they might soon collide with Yang Nanzhen and the others.
Xia Yuan was already surrounded by sporadic gunshots. There were too many, like sparks of fire scattered all around them.
It can be judged with a high probability that these sporadic gunshots are likely to be the severely wounded who were left behind.
Xia Yuan wanted to save them, but he couldn't. He would definitely save them if he could, but they had to go back now and continue to delay them. Once they were separated by the enemy, the consequences would be disastrous. This would be equivalent to being separated by the enemy.
The top priority is to meet up with Yang Nanzhen and the others.
The sound of gunfire was intermittent, one after another.
Xia Yuan gritted his teeth and leaned on the ground with a stick, staggering as he heard the roar of artillery fire in the distance.
He shouted: "Be careful! Wang Beard, follow me and go investigate!"
Judging from the distance traveled by the booming sound of the cannon and the echoes it spread, it was still very far away from them.
"It's still too late!"
Stand on the ridge and look into the distance.
In the distant sky, the long-range firepower of the US military dropped howitzer shells one after another among the rolling mountains and rivers. The smoke was billowing in the air. There was very little green in the field of vision. There were bare ridges everywhere, which had been overturned by artillery fire.
Over and over again.
"We need to move faster."
The battle ahead was particularly fierce. Yang Nanzhen and his men were digging fortifications when a large number of Korean troops appeared and suddenly launched an attack on them.
The Korean military division was shameless. There was long-range fire support from the US military at the rear. They were not stingy at all. When they encountered the main force of the Chinese, they kept asking for artillery support from behind. Anyway, it was not theirs, so it was useless.
Just when Xia Yuan and others were anxious to cross the mountains, the Korean army launched a fierce attack on the volunteer positions on the mountains.
A battalion of six to seven hundred American soldiers formed a skirmish line and launched an attack on the positions held by two platoons in Yangnan Town on the mountain. The battle was particularly fierce, but it did not last long before the gunfire stopped.
Xia Yuan laughed loudly.
Although he took away the light machine gun combat team during the night operation for safety reasons, he left a large number of heavy machine guns with a lot of bullets. The firepower cluster formed by the Korean army without the coordination of tanks and armored vehicles must be
Can't beat it down.
There must be at least one regiment of troops to launch a group charge towards the mountain from all directions.
"If the light machine gun is there, we will definitely be able to hold on."
Xia Yuan thought to himself and shouted: "Speed up the pace, let's go around it!"
Sticks are relatively cunning, but their combat effectiveness is not very good. If they cannot attack for a long time, they will not attack again.
As for why they were stick soldiers, it was very simple. They came from the direction of the US military and wandered all the way. They saw the corpses of Korean soldiers in the cave. There were not many bodies. The remaining Korean soldiers would pursue them in the direction of the 180th Division's breakout.
And that direction is exactly where they are stationed in Yangnan Town.
"Company commander, look!"
When they crossed the ridge, they could already see Yangnan Town and the others resisting the Korean army's attack in a position far away.
After the first round of attacks was repulsed, they organized a second wave of attacks not long after.
"They can't defeat them. Let's hurry up." Xia Yuan looked at the tired and sweaty soldiers and said, "Comrades, hold on a little longer. The comrades on the front line need you."
The soldiers gritted their teeth and tightened their ammunition.
"Wu Liang, let me help you carry the ammunition."
The weight of the ammunition was higher than that of the can, which was very heavy on the shoulders. Many soldiers remained silent, obviously they were very tired.
"Wang Beard, I can still hold on." Wu Liang took a deep breath and lifted the ammunition box with all his strength. He stumbled and was about to fall to the ground. A pair of big hands grabbed him and Wu Liang regained his composure.
He's the company commander.
"Carry it instead, the ammunition is very heavy."
Bullets were the heaviest, followed by grenades. The soldiers carrying the ammunition were very tired, but Xia Yuan was very touched. Soldiers can always move everyone in a small place.
After changing the ammunition, everyone's speed was indeed faster.
They were getting closer and closer to the position, and the gunfire became more intense. On the mountain ridge not far away, they saw the attacking Korean troops on the hillside, scattered in various positions, bent over, and looking very wretched.
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Compared with some Japanese devils.
"Go around to the side!"
Xia Yuan's plan is still to cut in from the side and attack the enemy from the side. This is the most effective method and is more effective than directly supporting the position.
Their machine gun group has eight light machine guns, and the firepower suppressed by them is very impressive.
This Korean military division belongs to the 11th Regiment of the 6th Korean Division. Its combat effectiveness is not strong. It is better in numbers. There is a big man behind it who has long-range fire support. In addition, there are only two platoons of Chinese stationed on the high ground, and they are enough.
There are six to seven hundred people, which is a considerable force.
Perhaps because they had never been beaten by the Chinese before, this Korean army called for artillery support and rushed towards the position in a hurry, fearing that they would not be able to grab the heads after the charge.
By killing Chinese people, you can get rewards from the Americans, and the rewards can be converted into money. You can live secretly in the future, and when the war is over, you will be a rich man.
"Hurry up, run faster, if you run too slow, you won't be able to catch the end."
The Korean army firmly believed that with the fierce artillery support of the US military, it was difficult for the Chinese to organize an effective counterattack, so they immediately ordered a battalion of six to seven hundred people to rush forward. It is not difficult to see that the major of the Korean army is also a ruthless character.
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However, when the Korean soldiers rushed to the position close enough, fierce gunfire came from the position. The Korean army rushing at the front was the first to suffer. Rows of bullets, like lawn mowers,
Sweeping past, rows of people fell to the ground, screaming.
"Granny, you really treat us like weak persimmons."
Yang Nanzhen looked at the five or six heavy machine guns on the position, with disdain on his blackened cheeks, and spat on the ground: "Don't save ammunition for me, beat them hard, think about how you are chased by the enemy."
Yes, just go beat these guys. Don't save me ammunition. No need. Saving ammunition can save a few bucks. You might as well kill a few more foreign devils for me. Even if you go down, when you get to the underworld, you will meet other people.
Now that we are comrades-in-arms, we can also explain to them."
"I will avenge you!"
Five or six water-cooled tanks captured from the US military continued to spray out chains of fire, and the bullets swept across, suppressing the Korean army and unable to raise its head. A squad of Korean soldiers wanted to sneak attack from the flank, but they never thought that they would meet the troops who had just arrived to support them.
Xia Yuan and the others collided, and they really hit the muzzle of a gun.
Xia Yuanduan picked up eight bullets, quickly emptied the magazine, and hit a Korean soldier with one bullet.
"superior!"
Put away the gun and yell.
"Foreign devil, your grandpa is here!"
Wang Huzhu shouted, "Don't worry about loving the ammunition box." He rushed to the top of the hill in the Czech style, faced the American soldiers lying on the ground, and shouted: "Wu Liang, don't fall behind, kid!"
The soldiers put down their ammunition boxes one after another and rushed towards the hillside with their guns in hand. The thirty people were holding back a strong feeling in their hearts. They were like wolves rushing into a herd of sheep. The guns in their hands did not have eyes and bullets were flying everywhere.
, forcefully carved a bloody path.
The soldiers were all stragglers and were scattered by the enemy. They were holding back their breath and could not let it out. This battle was definitely the best opportunity to vent their anger.
Wang Huzi and the others charged bravely, cutting off the enemies in front and behind. Seven or eight light machine guns kept clicking, forming an absolute suppressive firepower like an overwhelming mountain, roaring and covering them. The fleeing stick soldiers could not escape.
His body was pierced by the whistling bullets, and he fell to the ground due to the force of inertia.
The army was defeated like a mountain.
The battalion commander of the battalion major of the Bangzi Soldiers was so angry that he jumped in the rear and cursed loudly. His soldiers were cut off by more than thirty Chinese people who suddenly appeared. If it was only about thirty people, there were six or seven hundred of them.
People can be beaten even if they are attacked, but the firepower of this enemy is so fierce that they rush up the mountain in front of them, and they go down the mountain in behind.
For a time, the Korean army's ranks were in chaos.
"Hahaha! Our reinforcements have arrived!"
Yang Nanzhen laughed heartily.
The morale of the soldiers on the battlefield was high.
The victory in this battle is destined to belong to the volunteers.
The Korean soldiers who escaped escaped listened to the battle on the mountain with lingering fear. They were glad that they rushed slowly. Otherwise, when they rushed to the top of the mountain, they would have been cut off by the Chinese who suddenly rushed from the side and blocked their advance and retreat on the top of the mountain.
No, it would be despair if the heavens and the earth were not responding, and the earth and the earth were not working.
The intensive gunfire on the mountain lasted for more than ten minutes before gradually calming down. The major battalion commander of the Bangzi Soldiers used binoculars to observe the situation on the mountain top, with a hint of anger on his face.
"Damn the Chinese, call the artillery and shoot them hard!"
"Sir, the Americans say that artillery resources are tight, and they will not provide us with artillery support, forcing us to overcome the difficulties on our own."
"What? These damn Americans, we are the ones working for them!!"
The major battalion commander slammed the telescope to the ground, the anger on his face, and he wanted to scold the Americans angrily, but when he grabbed the walkie-talkie, he heard the chirping on the other side.
The anger on his face dissipated a bit, and he put down the walkie-talkie angrily and said to the soldier:
"We gave up the attack and told the Americans that we were attacked by the main force of the Chinese here. The opponent's firepower was very fierce. We suffered heavy casualties and needed support!"
The major and battalion commander thought to himself, since you don't need artillery to help me, you should handle this mess yourself.
As for the dead Korean soldiers, he didn't feel any fluctuation in his heart. Instead, he was thinking about how to get rid of the blame on himself.
After thinking about it, the major battalion commander of the Korean Army came up with a good idea, "Tell our commander that the Americans regard us as the vanguard. We suffered the most ferocious firepower from the Chinese and suffered heavy casualties. Please ask
If we retreat from this area, if the Chinese firepower is fierce, our army may be at risk of being annihilated, and we will retreat on our own."
Escape is their old tradition. The major battalion commander has already planned to escape, but recently Almond is very dissatisfied with them. He can no longer blindly escape like before. He must escape in a planned way and move more.
Use your brain.
The major battalion commander thought about it and came up with such a plan. The so-called vanguard is actually easy to understand. The Korean army also knows in his heart that the Americans do not regard them as human beings and always let them go first in difficult battles.
, what is the vanguard, the pioneer, that's a nicer way to put it.
To put it harshly, they are just cannon fodder.
In fact, no Americans regard them as the vanguard, and no Chinese main force. They just want to find an excuse to retreat anytime and anywhere.
If his superiors disapproved, the major battalion commander had no choice but to disobey the order and escape with his soldiers. After returning to the team, he could find any excuse to get through. After all, his commanders were like this and would not say much.
Anyway, everyone who understands understands that it is just an excuse. Secondly, the Americans cannot get hold of it, otherwise it will be bad if they are blamed.
After much thought, the major battalion commander stopped the attack, set up camp on a relatively high ground, and built fortifications.
For the rest, it depends on whether the Americans will come to support. If they don't come to support, if they fail, then I won't attack.
What kind of bullshit victory is not as important as your own life.