At dawn on the 28th, the 180th Division was still fighting desperately, but the troops had been scattered. Gunshots were heard everywhere in the surrounding mountains and fields, and the scattered troops began to break out in all directions.
There was a young man named "Zhang Shengli" among the guards beside the division commander. He was very young, in his early twenties, and very strong. He had also been hungry for many days, but it did not affect his cleverness at all.
During the fierce battle in the middle of the night, Commander Zheng and his troops who broke out encountered the enemy. The battle was so fierce that a stray machine gun bullet unfortunately hit the bodies of two guards beside the division commander. One of them died and the other was seriously injured. During the breakout process, he was injured.
Serious injuries are undoubtedly the most fatal.
The young guard chose to stay, kicked three grenades and died with the enemy, making a heroic sacrifice.
Half an hour after sacrificing two guards, Zhang Shengli was transferred from the guard company to take charge of the safety of the leaders of the encircling division. His cleverness was very good. During the breakout process, Zhang Shengli locked the Soviet-made PPS submachine gun
Hold it firmly in your hand.
He was waiting for the enemy, but he didn't see the enemy for a long time. Zhang Shengli became a little impatient.
"Xiao Zhang, why are you still here in a daze? Hurry up and leave with the teacher."
A soldier quickly ran to Zhang Shengli and shouted loudly.
Zhang Shengli held the gun, looked around, and shouted: "Oh, you go there with the teacher and the others first, I will be there soon."
"Okay, hurry up." The soldier ran away quickly.
It's not that Zhang Shengli didn't leave, but he saw a group of enemy cars not far ahead, heading towards the division leader. Now, Commander Zheng and Deputy Commander Duan were also walking towards the open space over there. In this way,
The two sides will definitely collide, which would be terrible.
However, if they tell the division commander now, they can't do it, because there is only one way to go now. Another guard Yu Hua also discovered this special situation. He immediately ran over and told Zhang Shengli about the matter.
They hit it off immediately and decided to lure the enemy away first, and then go to meet the division commander and the others.
At this time, three U.S. military trucks loaded with infantry drove towards the open field, driving side by side in a swaggering manner, not one after another in column.
They are too arrogant.
A face appeared in the passenger seat of the first car on the left. This was Captain Carlos, the commander of the 8th Battalion of the 1st Marine Regiment of the 10th U.S. Army. He was wearing a pair of wide sunglasses, and his face looked a little tired.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his breast pocket, handed one to the driver, and lit one himself.
This morning, the U.S. Tenth Army held an emergency meeting. Their superiors asked them to annihilate the 180th Division of the Chinese Army at all costs. Almond ordered that any commander who passively fights and does not pursue pursuit will be sent to a military court in the minor case, and in the serious case.
Rectify the law on the spot.
Almond has become anxious. Starting from the major counterattack on the 21st, they have been encircling and suppressing for a week so far. The 180th Division of the Chinese Army is still active in their encirclement. Ridgway has already attacked him.
Dissatisfaction arose.
An hour ago, Carlos personally led the commando force to penetrate deep into the war zone. The remaining officers and soldiers of the 8th Battalion cooperated to attack the outskirts of the 538th Regiment of the 180th Division of the Chinese Army.
Carlos blew out a puff of smoke and said to the driver: "Boy, are you tired?"
The driver was a young soldier and said, "Report, I'm not tired."
Carlos smiled and said: "Haha, if you tell the truth, you are afraid that I will be angry."
The driver said: "Batalion Commander, are you kidding me? I'm really not tired."
Carlos said: "Oh, then you are telling the truth this time."
The driver responded: "Yes sir."
Carlos pinched off the cigarette butt, suddenly stared ahead carefully, and immediately said: "Boy, look not far to the left. Maybe I am too tired these days and my eyesight is not good. Is there a group of people running?"
The driver took a look and said: "Hey, sir, there is indeed a group of people. They must be Chinese soldiers. Several of them are holding pistols. They must be high officials!"
Carlos became even more excited and said: "Drive over, and you will lie down soon. Bullets will not hit you. This Chinese army is very fierce."
What Carlos saw was Commander Zheng and other people from the division command post moving. They were less than 500 meters apart. If Carlos and his men only had to fight with Commander Zheng and the others, then everyone in the 180th Division Command Post would be
There is no way to run away. This kind of open space is very suitable for the US military's mobile troops to fight.
But Carlos obviously didn't have this chance.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two grenades exploded between the two trucks. The three drivers hurriedly braked. Carlos immediately pulled out his pistol and got out of the car, shouting: "Get out of the car quickly, there is an ambush!"
The people in the three vehicles all jumped out, all with automatic weapons in their hands, and quickly locked up on the spot, staring closely at the surrounding mountains and forests, especially the slopes on the side of the open land. The trees were tall and the shrubs were growing wantonly, which was very suitable for
Ambush.
Carlos stared closely at the forest. After the two grenades exploded, he fell into a calm state. When he turned his head again, wherever there was a Chinese officer, he had already disappeared.
"fcuk!"
He cursed loudly and did not dare to order the commando to continue the pursuit. There must be Chinese people on the mountain waiting. If people like him got on the car, they could kill many of his soldiers with a single grenade.
As a last resort, he could only order his soldiers to search the mountain.
Zhang Shengli looked up and saw that the division commander and the others were already far away, so he backed away from Yu Hua: "The division commander and the others should be safe, but we have to continue to lead them to the east. Otherwise, they have cars and it will be easy to chase them."
Yu Hua said worriedly: "There are quite a few of these Sun Tzu, at least dozens of them. Our ammunition is quite strong. I can kill a lot of them, but if there are too many, it won't be enough."
Zhang Shengli said: "Well, what you mean is that your marksmanship must be good, and I am average. In this way, you run east to grab them, and then lead them over, and I will shoot here. The longer they are delayed, the division commander
The safer they are."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yu Hua still had the last American grenade left on him, so he gave it to Zhang Shengli, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Be careful, I'll go first."
Zhang Shengli looked in the direction of Commander Zheng again, and could still vaguely see a few figures. He thought to himself, Commander and the others have rushed out of the open space, that's great.
Carlos was still searching with his commando team, advancing very carefully. These American soldiers felt like they had been trapped. It was a bit strange and indescribable. Carlos searched near the location where he had just thrown the grenade.
Suddenly, the sound of a submachine gun came from the bushes in the distance, and a burst of bullets flew over, knocking off many leaves and grass, and instantly knocked down five American soldiers.
Carlos shouted: "Chinese soldier! I see him, over there, fight!"
All of a sudden, there was a loud sound of gunfire and a non-stop rattling sound. Carlos, the US commando team, fired at Yu Hua's position. Falling leaves and swaying shrubs were everywhere.
Yu Hua came up with a shuttle, hitting the five American soldiers walking in the front, and then ran desperately in the opposite direction. Zhang Shengli looked at it in the distance and let out a hey, Yu Hua was not bragging.
Like a sharpshooter.
However, Yu Hua had not eaten for a long time and was exhausted. He accidentally tripped over a stone on the ground and was hit by a dense barrage of submachine gun bullets. He was shot in many places on his body and unfortunately died.
When Zhang Shengli saw that Carlos, an American devil, emerged from the bushes in the distance, he immediately understood that Yu Hua must have died.
Facing this wave of American devils, Zhang Shengli pulled the trigger angrily, but there were too many people in Carlos, and the weapons and equipment on his body were all submachine guns, which were fully automatic weapons. Dozens of submachine guns were also firing fiercely. Zhang Shengli's two
One of his legs was pierced by an enemy bullet. He fell to the ground and tried to get up, but his legs no longer obeyed his command.
Carlos rushed towards him with his men. Zhang Shengli unscrewed the safety of the American-made grenade that Yu Hua left for him and threw it out. With a bang, two more American soldiers were killed on the spot. Zhang Shengli saw
At this scene, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He was originally going to throw it at Carlos, because Zhang Shengli saw Carlos holding a Browning pistol and knew that he must be an officer.
But when the grenade was in mid-air, Carlos cleverly dodged it, and the two American soldiers became scapegoats.
The enemies from behind rushed up and surrounded Zhang Shengli from all sides. Zhang Shengli glanced at the magazine and saw that there were still six bullets left. He was secretly happy. Fortunately, he had not emptied the magazine in one breath just now.
He concluded that the enemy must have gone back to the car to get a rope to tie him up.
None of Carlos's group could speak Chinese. Several people not far from Zhang Shengli kept waving their arms to signal Zhang Shengli to raise his hands to surrender.
Zhang Shengli naturally saw the enemy's intention of surrendering, and looked very angry.
"Surrender? Isn't this looking down on me? Bah!"
He cursed lightly, then raised his head, looked at them, and shouted loudly: "What the hell are you doing in North Korea! The people of China and North Korea will definitely win. Long live the Volunteer Army, hahahaha!"
After saying that, Zhang Shengli picked up the submachine gun and pointed it at his chest, fired the last six bullets in one breath, vomited blood in large mouthfuls, and gently closed his eyes with the last nostalgia for this world in his eyes.
Carlos heard the gunfire and immediately ran forward. When he saw Zhang Shengli was dead, he said angrily: "Why didn't you stop him?"
"Battal Commander, there are still bullets in his gun, and who knew he was going to commit suicide."
"Yeah, we didn't have time to react. His movements were too fast."
Carlos sighed, looked at Zhang Shengli who committed suicide, and said, "They are really tough opponents, keep searching!"
Carlos still suspected that there was an ambush and continued to search here carefully, not daring to take another step forward.
At the same time, the U.S. Tenth Army formed multiple columns to attack Shicangli. As soon as the pursuing troops saw the people of the 180th Division, they attacked them indiscriminately. They continued to pursue them without any intention of retreating, as if they were crazy.
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Commander Zheng didn't know that Zhang Shengli and Yu Hua had died, and thought they were left behind. However, when the division headquarters passed through the open field just now, they heard a burst of gunfire from behind, but no one would have thought that Zhang Shengli and Yu Hua were cutting off the rear for everyone, using his own
Young lives were exchanged for the safe transfer of the division leaders. After counting the number of people after the breakout, everyone discovered that the two guard soldiers had not returned. Only then did Commander Zheng and the others understand the secret of the loud gunfire at that time.
He led the people in the division organization to stand at attention, take off their hats and salute in the south direction.
The morning of the 29th.
Master Zheng and the others were hiding in a mountain forest to rest. Suddenly, a group of enemies came from down the mountain and were searching for the hillside. Their footsteps were getting closer and closer.
Deputy Commander Duan first saw these vague figures and said to Commander Zheng: "Commander, look there, is there an enemy?"
Because the distance was more than two hundred meters, Deputy Commander Duan couldn't tell whether it was one of ours or the enemy.
Commander Zheng saw that there were several people in the distance wearing steel helmets on their heads, and the thin light reflected the melon seeds on their heads. He said: "This is the US military, comrades, prepare to fight!"
Deputy Commander Duan hurriedly said: "Commander, you move first, I will lead the guard company and use machine guns to drive the enemy out!"
Although the division headquarters currently carries less than a hundred security guards, it is well-equipped with six Soviet-made large turntable light machine guns, five Czech-style light machine guns, and the rest are equipped with submachine guns and Soviet-made water rifles.
In terms of firepower, it was not inferior to the American troops walking in front of them.
Before retreating, Commander Zheng said to the chief of the confidential science and culture section: "Chief of the liberal arts section, burn the code book quickly!"
Commander Zheng had already prepared for the worst. He thought that even if we were all killed today, we could not let the code book fall into the hands of the enemy. Otherwise, all the communication secrets would be completely given to the enemy, and the consequences would be disastrous.
The chief of the liberal arts section immediately asked correspondents Xiao Du and Xiao Yi to dig out the copied telegrams and code books from their backpacks. They were in their twenties and had never experienced any big storms. Facing such a critical moment, they inevitably panicked and panicked.
In the middle, papers were scattered all over the floor. Xiao Yi had never fought in a war and had always been working in communications. She was so frightened that she started crying.
The head of the liberal arts section said: "Oh, why are you crying? They have no future, so quickly pack them together and burn them!"
Everyone hurriedly gathered all the papers into a small pile. Zhao Guobang, the translator, poured half a bottle of gasoline that had been prepared on the code book. Xiao Du lit the code book with a match. With a bang, the temperature suddenly rose.
, all lit up.
The U.S. military soon discovered the fire and fired in this direction.
The carbine and Garland's eight-grain rifle bullets rained down on him, bang bang bang, bullets hitting the surrounding rocks, causing sparks to fly out.
The confidential officer's surname was Wei, and his name was Wei Shanhong. Seeing that the fire was not burning fast enough, he immediately picked up three branches and gave them to them, saying: "Quickly stir the fire to make the code book burn faster."
A fire was mixed with gasoline, but everyone still felt that the flame was burning too slowly, so they used branches to stir up the fire, lifted up the code book, and let the flames burn fully.