During the day, U.S. military planes wreaked havoc. Even so, Commander Jiang still ordered the troops to rush on their way during the day.
Time is life, and fighter planes pass by bit by bit.
Without delay.
In the afternoon, the 113th Division continued to advance over the mountains and ridges despite being strafed by enemy aircraft.
The 338th Regiment of the Vanguard entered the vicinity of Wayuan. It was just dawn and the soldiers had just settled in and were preparing to cook some food. Suddenly they heard a gunshot, and then there was no movement.
In a short time, the third battalion reported to the commander of the 338th regiment that they had captured an enemy company.
Both the regiment leader and the political commissar were surprised: "So fast? I didn't even hear how many shots were fired."
It turned out that at dawn, the third battalion was preparing to camp on the mountain. The scouts in the battalion suddenly discovered that there was an enemy reinforced company camping at the foot of their mountain. The camp was quiet, and many American soldiers were still sleeping soundly.
The deputy battalion commander rushed over with the 9th vanguard company.
The ninth avant-garde company is the sharp knife company of the third battalion. It has a fierce fighting style. The sharp knife company launched an attack on the enemy with bold and brave actions. It killed the enemy commander with one shot. The enemy sentry was frightened and ran towards the village. The sharp knife company
Follow up quickly and rush into the American camp.
Injured 18 enemies, captured more than 150 enemies, and eliminated all enemies in a reinforced company.
The sharp knife company of the third battalion only slightly injured two people.
This was an exciting battle and a huge victory. All the comrades of the Sharp Knife Company were commended by Shiji.
Just as the 112th Division continued to pursue the enemy, the 338th Vanguard Regiment of the 113th Division had already made contact with the enemy.
The 1st Battalion of the 338th Regiment penetrated from the mountainous area to the road behind the enemy and arrived at the Longshan Coal Mine, cutting off the enemy's retreat. After investigation, the enemy seemed to realize that the volunteer army's leading troops were insufficient, so they detoured from the side and rear in an attempt to expel the three soldiers.
The 1st Battalion of the 38th Regiment.
The flank of the first battalion was suddenly attacked by the enemy, and the situation quickly became critical. The second company was ordered to counterattack the enemy. The leader of the second platoon, who was at the forefront, led the second platoon into the enemy group before the enemy could launch an attack, stabbing three people to death one after another with bayonets.
The enemy was beaten and the enemy fled. The second company even thwarted the enemy's counterattack three times in a row.
The first platoon pursued the enemy and broke through five enemy hills in a row, completely shattering the enemy's plan to drive away the first battalion from the flank.
The fifth company crossed Zamuling, eliminating three attacks by small enemy troops along the way. They climbed over 30 kilometers of mountains, and when the eastern sky turned white, they arrived at their destination, Yuquan Station between the golf course and Junyuli.
When the Fifth Company had just arrived and had less than a cigarette to smoke, there was noise on the north road, cars mixed with the crowd, and a smoky smoke billowing from a distance.
The enemies in the stadium are retreating towards Junyu-ri.
The fifth company was the only team that arrived at the designated location in advance. Seeing that the enemy was about to escape through Yuquan Station, the commander of the fifth company quickly ordered the soldiers of the fifth company to take cover on both sides of the road.
He shouted: "Comrades, block the enemy and strive to achieve meritorious service!"
Hearing the company commander's call, the soldiers forgot about the hunger and fatigue of the journey and quickly seized the commanding heights of Beishan on the north side of the road. While covering the main battalion's pursuit of the enemy, they blocked the enemy here and delayed the enemy's retreat.
The battle is about to break out.
The soldiers of the fifth company fought fiercely, repelling the enemy's attacks several times in a row, refusing to give up an inch of ground, and fought with the enemy on the frontier of the highlands.
Seeing that they could not attack, the volunteers behind them tightened their grip, and the enemy tried to use fierce artillery fire to open a way to escape south.
They bombarded the high ground with artillery one after another, and even called the air force to come for support. They dropped a large number of napalm bombs on the top of the mountain. Pillars of fire billowed into the sky, and the entire high ground turned into a sea of fire.
The snow on both sides of the highlands was instantly turned into water vapor by the scorching heat.
However, the soldiers of the Fifth Company who stood firm were like a wall of copper and iron, indestructible.
The squad leader of the eighth squad, surnamed Wang, was a brave man. He saw that the enemy was at the end of its battle, so he led the whole squad with a roar of killing, rushed to the road, and locked bayonets with the enemy who was several times higher than the enemy.
Although this white-skinned Japanese soldier is tall and tall, his experience in fighting bayonets is no match for the volunteers.
Squad Leader Wang, alone, stabbed four enemies in succession and smashed them with grenades. The soldiers were also warriors and they all rushed into the enemy group. The enemy's outpost camp was finally cut into three sections by the fifth company and scattered on the road.
Stir the pot and make a ball of rice porridge.
But seeing that the momentum was not right, the enemy's outpost camp dropped a large amount of supplies and ammunition, escaped across the Qingchuan River, and scurried northwest.
After the 38th Army captured the stadium, they immediately attacked the courtyard along the left bank of the Qingchuan River.
Different from intersecting teams, the 112th Division adopted a frontal pursuit of the fleeing enemies in Yunshan. When the enemies fled, they took trucks, while the volunteer soldiers used two legs and did not dare to walk along the road.
In a bold pursuit, enemy air force planes were circling in the sky, covering the retreating US and puppet troops.
Huchihuchi.
The cold wind howled and snowflakes fell.
The soldiers used branches as crutches, wrapped their guns in white cloth strips, and wrapped their faces. The inner lining of the cotton clothes was white, and the soldiers wore them backwards. They stepped on the unknown depth of snow and chased the Yunshan enemies across the mountains and ridges.
The enemy's retreat was not slow, but they fled in a hurry. Many puppet troops and US troops did not even get into cars, which stretched the compact team into a long one.
On the contrary, it delayed the retreat of the US and puppet troops.
One battalion and three companies.
Xia Yuan's eyebrows were covered with frost, and the hot air breathed out of his mouth surged up along the gaps in the mask, forming water droplets, which then froze into ice crystals, wrapping his eyebrows.
Most of the soldiers in the third company are similar to Xia Yuan.
Old Liu exhaled and rubbed his hands: "It's really cold in this damn weather."
In the weather in November, the temperature in North Korea dropped sharply, especially at night, which plummeted to more than 20 degrees below zero. The temperature during the day was also very low. Even if the sun was shining, there was no temperature at all.
The white snow shining on the ridge is so bright that it stings the eyes.
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The mountain road was covered with snow and could not be seen at all. The comrade responsible for leading the way was a Korean. Even though he was familiar with the surrounding terrain, he still showed a sad face when facing the snow-covered mountain road.
He even persuaded his comrades in the volunteer army several times to give up pursuing the enemy.
Just beat the enemy away.
But everyone who has experienced the War of Resistance Against Japan and the War of Liberation knows in their hearts that if the future troubles are not eliminated forever, they will surely be endless.
After the enemy repairs himself, he will surely come back.
It’s like ‘a wildfire that never burns out but is rekindled by the spring breeze’.
The determination of the volunteers far outweighs the snow-covered mountain ridges and the freezing weather.
The sun was shining brightly, and the roar of enemy aircraft engines was heard from the other side of the distant mountain top, and a whistle was heard from the mountain.
The group of three, three, five, which was originally a long queue, quickly dispersed into the surrounding wilderness.
"Boy Xia, this way."
Old Liu protected Xia Yuan along the way. When he heard the sharp whistle, he immediately understood the meaning of the whistle. He dragged Xia Yuan to a dead tree and lay down on the opposite slope.
The cotton jacket worn backwards reveals a white inner lining. Although it is not completely compatible with the surrounding snow, from a high altitude, you can't tell the difference at all.
A U.S. Air Force "Yubaozi" rushed out from the top of a brightly lit mountain. The huge air waves rolled up a large amount of flying white snow. Under the sunlight, the fuselage exuded a refreshing coldness.
The fighter jet flew almost close to the treetops, and the air waves rolled up the white snow and blew across the ravine.
"Hidden your head."
The elder Liu buried his face in his arms, and a cold wind mixed with snowflakes whizzed by.
The oil picker went away, and after waiting for a minute without any movement, the whistle sounded again. The soldiers stood up from the ground in twos and threes, and soon gathered into a long dragon, continuing to pursue the enemy along the ridge in the direction of retreat.
The journey was slow during the day, and the US Air Force appeared overhead from time to time.
The soldiers stopped and walked until the sky gradually darkened, and then the team took to the road or along the path and hurried forward in pursuit.
"Speed up the pace. The enemy will be slower at night. We must take the opportunity to catch up with the enemy!"
"Work harder, catch up with the enemy, and take the credit home!"
Voices of encouragement to the soldiers were heard all around.
The soldiers moved forward in a hurry, not even having time to eat or drink.
Xia Yuan saw many soldiers walking in a hurry, so he picked up the snow on the rocks around him, stuffed it into his mouth, and hurried forward again.
The passing soldiers, like the soldiers in front, also grabbed a handful of snow to replenish the missing water in their bodies.
"There are ice lumps here, stuff them into your mouth and they will melt." Old Liu broke off a piece of ice lumps from somewhere and stuffed them into Xia Yuan. He breathed out a breath of hot air, stepped on the footprints left by the soldiers in front, and continued.
Go forward.
Xia Yuan lifted the cloth wrapping his cheek, stuffed ice cubes into his mouth, looked up at the dimming skyline, and couldn't help but ask: "Squad leader, how long are we going to chase?"
"No, I don't know." Old Liu gasped. He no longer felt cold, but was sweating all over.
Halfway through the mountain road, the regiment headquarters suddenly came to take orders. His third company served as the left wing of the first battalion and was responsible for covering the left wing of the first battalion. Apparently, the experience of the first battalion of the 338 regiment attracted the attention of the superiors. Next, the large troops
When you are on the road, you need to be escorted by a team on the flanks, so as to avoid the enemy taking advantage of the opportunity and sneak attack from the flanks.
As a result, the third company broke away from the team and moved to the left wing of the battalion.
The mountains here are even steeper, and there are no roads visible on the ground.
The wind and snow were howling, and there was nothing but a bunch of figures swaying in the wind and snow.
"Squad leader, Translator Zhao can't walk anymore." Xiao Heping ran over from behind and said out of breath.
"Sorry, translator Zhao, we have been chasing the enemy all the way, day and night, without much rest." After hearing this, the elder Liu exhaled, found Instructor Hu, and told Instructor Hu the situation.
Instructor Hu stopped to discuss with the company commander.
"Such a march was too much for Translator Zhao's body, so he had to stop and rest." Instructor Hu was also extremely exhausted and relied entirely on strength to support them. They were all like this, let alone Translator Zhao.
"Xiao Heping and Zhou Mao will stay, and they will take Translator Zhao to chase behind them first. Let's continue on our way first." Captain Sun thought briefly and said.
"Okay, Old Liu, go and inform your comrades in the cooking class and stay to help you along the way. If you get lost in the mountains and fields, it will be difficult to get out."
Instructor Hu said.
"OK."
The elder Liu said he understood.
Then when he was on his way, the elder Liu would send a soldier to rest on the spot and wait for Translator Zhao. If he saw the other party, he would immediately chase the team and return to the queue.
Everyone just walked and chased.
There were only seven or eight soldiers left in the cooking class. As soon as they stayed, they realized that something was wrong. None of the remaining soldiers could catch up with the team. Old Liu took Xia Yuan back to take a look and found that three soldiers were already lying on the ground.
The face is pale, with more air coming in and less air coming out.
"Quick!" Old Liu threw the rifle behind him, stepped on the snow, and suddenly lost his footing, and fell down from the ridge.
The iron pot he carried on his back was like a ski, protecting Big Liu, but also carrying Big Liu, and he could row very far in one go.
"Monitor!"
Xia Yuan stabilized his body and shouted quickly.
"I'm fine. Let's save other comrades first."
Da Lao Liu's voice echoed in the valley.
Xia Yuan turned around. The team of the third company had climbed up the ridge, disappeared on the ridge, and ran to the other side of the mountain. Now it was too late to go back and call for support.
He first checked the status of the other three comrades and found that they all had hypothermia. Their bodies were as cold as corpses, their faces were pale and cold, and they had chilblains, erythema, ecchymoses, edema, and induration. One soldier even had
The skin of the body has become necrotic.
Xiao Heping and Zhou Mao caught up behind them, and when they saw the state of the three comrades, they suddenly became nervous.
"Xia Yuan, how are they?" Xiao Heping also felt cold all over, and now he was a little more nervous.
Xia Yuan grimaced and shook his head.
Hypothermia requires a warm environment, but they are now halfway up the ridge. There are few trees and hard rocks everywhere. The wind and snow are howling and swirling from the top of the mountain, mixed with snowflakes, and falling down one after another.
In addition, the sky is dark and the sun is setting in the west, and the temperature in the world has dropped drastically.
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't walked slowly, maybe they wouldn't have died." Translator Zhao collapsed on the ground, blaming himself very much.
"I don't blame you. If I do, blame the enemy for being too hateful."
Xia Yuan transferred the conflict to the enemy: "We have just established New China, and the U.S. imperialists don't want us to live a good life. If it weren't for them, we would have come to the Korean battlefield. How could they have died!? It is estimated that by this time it would have been
Go home and marry a bride, get married and live a good life."
"Yes! It's all U.S. imperialism's fault!" Zhou Mao said through gritted teeth.
The happy and peaceful life was broken by American devils.
Translator Zhao did not blame himself. He gritted his teeth and stood up: "Where's the old squad leader?"
Xia Yuan glanced down the mountain and said, "You guys wait here, I'll go down and take a look."
"The monitor..."
Hearing this, Xiao Heping and Zhou Mao turned pale.