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Chapter 195 Never been politically shaken!

During the 180th Division's breakout process, there was one of the most difficult teams, the assault team led by Director Wu of the Division's Political Department. There were hundreds of people around them, including young girls from the art troupe and others.

Fewer wounded.

In order to express his determination to live and die with everyone, Director Wu took out his pistol and shot his horse to death in front of everyone, and then said to everyone: "Don't be afraid, everyone, the more difficult the time, we will

The more we should help and encourage each other, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome."

"Victory must belong to us!"

Due to the large number of people, this team's goal was very obvious. They carried the seriously wounded, supported the lightly wounded and the female comrades who could not walk, and rushed towards the enemy's encirclement in the heavy rain. The blockade line was filled with day-like flares and dense cannons.

The firepower frustrated them repeatedly. After changing the direction of the breakout many times, they still failed to break out. In a ravine, they were intercepted by US tanks. The US military brutally fired into the ravine filled with Chinese officers and soldiers, and then crushed them with tanks.

Although some volunteer soldiers have no ability to fight back, they will resist as long as they are not hit by the enemy. The only way to resist is to run. When facing enemy fire, they just do not raise their hands.

Finally, after experiencing several failed breakouts, Director Wu realized that this team would definitely not be able to break out, so he decided to lead the troops up the mountain to fight guerrillas.

In the process of fighting the enemy, hunger, and harsh environment, the team gradually dispersed due to various reasons such as battle sacrifice, disease, hunger, etc. In the end, Director Wu and the thirty-three people around him persisted in guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines.

It lasted for a year, and when there were finally three people left, Director Wu was captured by the US military during a breakout. He was the highest-ranking Chinese officer and soldier captured in the Korean War.

Some of the officers and soldiers of the 180th Division who failed to break through were still living in the mountains. In 1952, a guerrilla group appeared in the Chigen Mountain area of ​​South Korea and kept harassing the U.S. military. The U.S. military finally knew that they were volunteer soldiers.

, after failing to break through, they entered the mountains and launched guerrilla warfare.

Guerrilla warfare is the old specialty of the Volunteer Army. Guerrilla warfare has flourished since the anti-encirclement and suppression operations during the Red Army period.

Later, the U.S. military mobilized more than 3,000 troops and asked the Japanese who had encircled and suppressed the anti-Japanese guerrillas in China to serve as advisers.

The gunshots on the mountain continued.

As General Liang said, during the period of being surrounded by the enemy, no one in the 180th Division had any political wavering.

Until the end, they still fought unyieldingly and arduously against the US military.

Never stops.

until the end of the war.

The rain was still falling, and the enemy's encirclement was already in chaos. Volunteer soldiers who failed to break out of the encirclement went up the mountain one after another, and the US mountain patrol troops also began to enter the mountains and fields to search for the lost 180th Division team.

Some people in later generations said that the 180th Division was finally wiped out.

But the fact is that the 180th Division not only was not completely wiped out by the enemy, but more than 4,000 people broke out. The division's organization also broke out completely. The backbone of the 180th Division was still there. In the subsequent counterattack, one

The 80th Division made a wonderful turnaround.

After coming down from the mountain, Xia Yuan and the other three temporarily settled down in the ruins of the village in the ravine, clearing up a nook and cranny of the place where they could shelter from the wind and rain and rest and rest. Xia Yuan's leg was broken and he needed to rest. Hao Guangjiu

He and Xiao Siping rested during the day every day and went out at sunset, bringing back some guns and ammunition, but no food.

In the past few days, they have been relying on wild vegetables to survive, and their life has been a bit difficult. After a few days, the three people's faces have turned sallow, their bodies are weak, etc.

Boiled wild vegetables, without seasoning, will not provide any nutrients in the stomach, and it can only satisfy the stomach.

Xia Yuan thought over and over again and decided to take them to get some supplies.

In the past few days, U.S. military patrols often walked through the ravine, but they had never met any of their own. Xia Yuan thought about it and realized that the U.S. troops were probably nearby, and it was his own troops who were nearby. These U.S. troops searching the mountains were

The patrol team gained confidence and entered and exited the ravine frequently.

The number of times has become frequent, but the patrols searching the mountains are becoming more and more perfunctory. At first, the patrols would also check the ruins of the village in the ravine. Although they did not check in detail, they did check it, but the subsequent patrols also did so.

I stopped checking, and in the end I didn't even look at it. As I walked past, I could hear Americans chattering and talking in the distance.

"With the US military's carelessness, insensitivity, and underestimation of the enemy, it's no wonder they can't win this war."

Listening to the fading voice, Xia Yuan recalled the video he had watched before traveling through time. A veteran who fought against U.S. aggression and aided Korea evaluated the U.S. military and the reactionary army.

The veteran said that when the war of liberation was fought in China, the reactionary soldiers were mainly farmers and poor people like us. However, Americans were different. Their soldiers had a high level of education and were basically college students.

The spirit of endurance and hard work is not as good as that of reactionary soldiers.

They can't walk or climb mountains, so they mainly ride cars and motorcycles. Once they don't have cars, their efficiency will be greatly reduced. The reactionary soldiers, like us, basically walk on two legs. At night, the sky

After dark, the American soldiers all gathered together or hid in tents. No one dared to come out alone because they were frightened by us.

The American devils are indeed too easy to be careless. They did not find any Chinese in the nearby areas, so they habitually thought that the area was safe and unsafe. Their soldiers did not search carefully at all. How could they know whether it was safe or not?

Not safe.

Another American patrol team left, and Hao Guangjiu couldn't help but mutter: "Grandma, there have been so many American patrols recently. Kid, did you find anything when you were out?

Special circumstances?”

Xiao Siping shook his head.

"Batalion Commander, what do you think is going on?" Hao Guangjiu was also confused.

"There are two possibilities. Either the American troops are stationed nearby, or our people have appeared in this area, and the American army has increased the blockade of this area."

As Xia Yuan spoke, he thought about the two situations. The former and the latter were both possible. He immediately decided: "Let's go investigate tonight while the night is dark."

"yes!"

The rain has long since stopped, the sky has cleared up, the sun shines slantingly from the top of the mountain onto the ravine, and the shadows of the broken walls are crookedly reflected on the ground, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds in the puddles on the ground, surrounded by broken walls.

Ruins.

"It's so beautiful." Xiao Siping sat at the door, holding a gun, alert and sighing at the scenery outside.

Green water, green mountains, blue sky and white clouds.

But after experiencing the brilliance of the war, the previous scenery has disappeared. The mountain is covered with bullet impact points, and trees broken by artillery fire are everywhere. The trees on the mountain only have a thick root left.

The sharp episodes, the anger rising to the sky, seem to express the unwillingness in the heart.

Hao Guangjiu was washing his face with rainwater, wiped the water stains on his face, and exclaimed: "No matter how beautiful it is, it is useless. Once the enemy's artillery comes, these scenery will be gone."

After a pause, he added: "Think about it, our hometown was not as beautiful as the one in front of us before. But after the Japanese came, they burned the village and burned the mountains, leaving only a bare slope."

"Brother Hao, when can we go home?"

Speaking of his hometown, Xiao Siping missed his home a little. This was the first time that he had left his hometown so far away and came to fight in a foreign country where he was unfamiliar. All the big brothers who brought him with him died in the battle.

During the war, he wanted to avenge his big brothers, but after fighting so many battles, he killed too few American devils.

Not original enough.

I miss home and dare not go back.

Xiao Siping was very conflicted in his heart.

"Then we have to wait until the war is won. If we go back now, the American devils will be able to attack our new China." Hao Guangjiu said: "I am a farmer and don't understand anything. I only understand one principle. The People's Liberation Army has brought us

Good times have come, but the American devils don’t want us to live a good life, and they won’t be at ease. Just like the Japanese devils back then, my village was burned down by the Japanese devils.”

Xiao Siping stopped talking. The reason is actually very simple. They ran out of the country just for this reason. Otherwise, who would leave their hometown and their own people and come to the land of North Korea to fight with the American devils.

The sky was getting dark and I hadn't eaten anything all day.

Xiao Siping turned his head and looked at the sleeping battalion commander and Brother Hao. He heard the growling sound of his stomach again. He inserted his belt into it. He seemed to have been used to being hungry for a long time.

He was restrained so his stomach wouldn't growl.

Silently holding the gun, he continued to guard the deserted village.

A ray of setting sun crept over the top of the mountain, making the ravine even darker.

At this time, Xia Yuan opened his eyes, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and the surrounding darkness was dispelled.

Hao Guangjiu was sleeping, and Xiao Siping was holding a gun and sitting half asleep in front of the small hole, which was only big enough for one person to pass through.

He groped outside and didn't come back until dawn. Being sleepy was normal, and Xia Yuan didn't blame him.

He patted Hao Guangjiu awake and said, "We are ready to take action."

Xiao Siping also woke up and shouted: "Batalion Commander."

"You rest here tonight, and you will come and watch tomorrow." Xia Yuan said, patted his shoulder, and led Hao Guangjiu out, pushed the stone at the entrance of the cave, and carefully observed the surroundings.

To ensure safety around him, he got out first and then pulled Hao Guangjiu out.

Then he told Xiao Siping: "Stay here, no matter what sound you hear, don't come out until we come back, remember!"

"Batalion Commander, I remember it!" Xiao Siping promised, holding his gun.

Xia Yuan blocked the entrance of the cave with stones, took Hao Guangjiu away, and walked up the mountain along the ravine.

His legs were still somewhat hampered in his movement, and he staggered when he walked, with a severe limp. Xia Yuan stared at the distance meticulously, not caring about his leg injury at all.

"The volunteers rule at night. Small groups of American soldiers will not rush through the mountains and fields, so there is no need to worry too much about encounters with the American soldiers."

Xia Yuan is very familiar with the US military. When he first entered the world of war, his first opponent was the American devils. In subsequent wars and in the future world, he read many interpretations of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, including many interpretations of the United Nations Army.

, the United Nations General Assembly will conduct some saucy operations.

In terms of battles of wits and courage, the US military was no match for the Volunteers. The main reason was that they were beaten too hard by the Volunteers. In five battles, they were beaten directly from the Yalu River to the 38th parallel. Their ace division was crippled and crippled.

They were defeated in three battles.

Especially at night, their enemies were like ghosts in the night, appearing and disappearing. During the second battle, they maneuvered and appeared, and they stunned the American First Marine Division, even in the sky.

None of the planes saw how the Chinese got close to the First Marine Division.

Therefore, the current US military is so afraid of the night that the US military later vigorously developed night vision devices just to deal with the volunteers.

The more the US military does this, the more convenient it becomes for Xia Yuan and the others. Not all American soldiers are not afraid of death, and no one is willing to go out to perform tasks at night. However, they have tried the night combat effectiveness of the volunteers.

This is not to blame the American devils, but rather to blame their opponents for their terrible individual combat capabilities.

"Batalion Commander, where are we going?" Hao Guangjiu held his gun and looked at the surrounding environment. The moon above his head was quite bright, reflecting the surrounding mountains and fields. They were all white, and he could vaguely see the shadows of swaying trees. When the wind blew,

Blowing, showing teeth and claws.

Hao Guangjiu ignored the surrounding environment, narrowed his eyes slightly as Xia Yuan pointed in the direction, and vaguely saw a ball of fire shining on the valley in the distance.

"That's where the American soldiers are stationed." Hao Guangjiu understood what Xia Yuan wanted to do, "Batalion Commander, we are going to sneak attack on the American army station."

When he thought of this, Hao Guangjiu became a little excited. He had experienced the leadership ability of his battalion commander, and it was absolutely unambiguous. Entering the Japanese camp was as easy as drinking water, and getting supplies was not easy.

"Walk."

Xia Yuan didn't say much. Time was tight. If he could leave as early as possible, he would leave as early as possible.

There were only two of them, and they didn't have much ammunition. Xia Yuan still had a dozen magazines left, which was just over a hundred rounds of ammunition. Hao Guangjiu and Xiao Siping only had seven or eight submachine gun magazines left in them.

, not enough to fight a blocking battle.

Xia Yuan was thinking as he hurried on.

There are too many supplies currently lacking. We need some food, some ammunition, and some medicine.

There are also raincoats, coats, etc., but the clothes they wear are no longer enough to keep out the cold.

"I don't know if the division commander and others have broken out. They probably haven't yet. If they have broken out, their mission should have been completed."


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