They hid in a ravine and spent the first night in fear. On the second day, they followed the crowd and ran onto the road, using white towels as signals to signal the planes in the sky to cover them.
Who would have thought that the enemy would see through their trick and use white towels to disguise themselves as themselves.
The plane didn't work.
The team leader cursed: "Damn it, I have never fought a war like this before. We failed so completely. God was not on our side."
He was right, it failed too quickly.
A division with several thousand men was scattered by the enemy in this way.
Joshua looked at their team, which only numbered more than two hundred people.
The gun on the mountain rang again.
Damn it, it's Chinese.
It is the haunting Chinese people.
They were dispersed again, and Joshua also dispersed from his team leader. Some people continued to run along the road, while others went into the forest.
Some people were beaten to death by the Chinese.
He ran away and fled into the mountains, with the sound of gunshots chasing him behind him. Joshua did not dare to stop for a moment, and ran forward at a fast pace. He saw that there were fewer and fewer people around him, and the fear in his heart continued to be amplified.
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When he heard the gunfire became much quieter, Joshua hid in a bush and lay on the ground, shivering from the cold.
The forest was completely silent, and no other people's voices could be heard. Joshua became more and more frightened. He seemed to have been separated from the large army. It was quiet around him, and everyone had gone somewhere.
He began to feel anxious and uneasy, and suddenly, he vaguely heard noise coming from the front, which was an unfamiliar language.
"These guys are running pretty fast, old Qian, you caught a few of them last night."
"I caught three, but not that many. They were all running into the mountains."
"These American devils are quite smart and know how to run into the mountains."
"Let's go and have a look here and there."
The sound gradually faded away, and there was no movement. Joshua did not dare to stand up, for fear that the group of Chinese people had not gone far and suddenly turned around and came back.
He just lay still and waited for almost an hour. After making sure that the surroundings were safe, Joshua got out of the bushes. The coat on his body became soaked and heavy. He did not dare to throw it away because he was not sure whether he could find the main force.
, maybe we will still be crowded in the ravine like last night.
He couldn't tell the direction, so he could only selectively walk in one direction. He hadn't eaten anything since he got separated from the large group last night. Now he was cold, hungry, and feeling weak all over.
He hid when he heard gunshots and hid when he met people. In this way, Joshua couldn't even remember how many mountains he had climbed. He only felt dizzy and nervous.
Until dusk, there were still sporadic gunshots, but suddenly they disappeared.
He didn't know where he ran, but he felt that there seemed to be more and more Chinese people around him. Along the ravine, at sunset, he suddenly saw a small village appearing in the ravine in front of him at dusk, and he could vaguely see people moving inside.
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Joshua walked for a day and was quite desperate. He was tired, hungry, and extremely cold. He felt that it would not be worth it if he froze to death in a ravine, no matter if he was captured.
So, he sneaked in from the back hill and saw many Chinese wounded. Joshua speculated that this should be a Chinese hospital.
When passing by a house, he saw a big pot. There was no one around. Joshua got in, opened the lid of the pot, and saw some rice left in the pot. Joshua was very happy, squatting on the pot table to buckle the rice.
Put the remaining rice in your mouth.
He was really hungry. During yesterday's attack, he was so nervous that he didn't even eat much. He didn't even finish a box of cans, but only ate a little.
The troops dispersed, and he figured it out. Just arrest them. So many people were captured.
This is a small village at the foot of Jiariling Mountain, where the field hospital of the 114th Division is stationed. The nurse Xiao Zhang put the leftovers from the dinner into the stove. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a man squatting on the pot table.
He hurriedly peeled the rice in the pot and ate it without raising his head.
Xiao Zhang looked displeased and thought they were our soldiers wearing US military uniforms. He said dissatisfiedly: "You, comrade, are so unconscious. Why don't you eat enough when the meal is served?"
Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhang's scolding scared the guy and ran out with his rice in his arms. Unfortunately, he was tall, and this Korean house was low and short.
There was a bang, and the guy's head hit the door frame. Xiao Zhang ran up, grabbed the man's lapel and saw that he was an American soldier.
The guy covered his head, looked at Xiao Zhang, pointed to the rice crust in his hand, then pointed to his mouth, and then pointed to his stomach. Xiao Zhang understood clearly, this guy was actually hungry, and he was actually hungry.
He ran directly to the field hospital to find food.
I can't help but feel a little pity for him. In the final analysis, it is all the fault of US imperialism.
Xiao Zhang gave him the leftover rice in his hand. The American soldier was so happy that he took the bowl and ate it.
After eating, he wiped his mouth, gave Xiao Zhang a thumbs up, and then raised his hand consciously, asking Xiao Zhang to capture him.
Joshua could see that Xiao Zhang was a good person.
The tick-picking operation is far from over. There are too many American stragglers.
The story of breeder Liu Dawen catching lice is even more bizarre.
At dawn that day, Liu Dawen finished feeding the horses and wanted to find a sunny slope for air defense. As soon as he went up the mountain, he saw a figure in the ravine. He looked suspicious. Liu Dawen took a closer look.
He's an American devil!
He shouted: "Stop, surrender the gun and don't kill!"
The shouting frightened the guy, he picked up the carbine and ran away. Liu Dawen had neither a gun nor a grenade in his hand, but he was determined not to let go of the louse. He chased him forward in a hurry, picking up a stick and throwing it at him.
, but it didn't hit.
The guy was running in a hurry. He tripped over something and fell to pieces. He quickly got up and ran forward again.
Liu Dawen was anxious, and suddenly he pulled out a hard object from his arms. It turned out to be most of the pancake left over from feeding the horse just now. In desperation, he bent down and picked up most of the pancake on the ground, and threw it at the American soldiers.
Since the two were relatively close, they became more energetic and threw the pancake in front of the American soldiers.
The American soldier thought it was a grenade and hurriedly lay down. He didn't see any movement. When he raised his head, he was so happy that he smiled. He never expected that it was a big yellow-orange pancake. He hurriedly got up and fired.
He didn't want it anymore, threw away the carbine, picked up the big pancake and gnawed it like a vicious dog pouncing on its food, and ran away without even thinking about it. He was obviously very hungry.
Liu Dawen ran forward panting, picked up the carbine on the ground, and shouted: "Don't move!"
The American soldier waved his hand while eating: "okok."
Obediently, he followed the breeder to the prisoner management team.
There are also people from the 40th Army catching cooties. There is an American soldier hiding in an air raid shelter on the south slope of Junyu-ri. He is afraid of being beheaded and dare not come out of the cave. Junyu-ri fell earlier than other places. The collapse of the United States
Bing hadn't eaten for several days, and he was so hungry that he felt panicked.
Guard soldier Hu Maoren went up the mountain to catch lice and found the American soldier hiding in the air-raid shelter. However, the other party did not dare to follow Hu Maoren. Later, after Hu Maoren pointed him out and spent a lot of effort, he understood that the volunteers did not kill or fight.
scolding the captives.
The American soldier happily hugged Hu Maoren and started to kiss him. Hu Maoren was startled, thinking that the American soldier was biting him, so he punched him in the chest.
Now it was the American soldier's turn to be stunned. He didn't know what was going on and was scared to death.
When they arrived at the station, Hu Maoren told the English translator that the prisoner was dishonest.
The English translator asked him what was going on.
Hu Maoren told the English translator what had just happened, and Le's English translator laughed loudly and said: "Xiao Hu, someone wants to kiss you, why do you beat him? This is the etiquette of foreigners showing affection."
"Who knows? I thought he was going to bite me." Hu Maoren understood and hurriedly walked to the captive soldier and held his hand, regardless of whether he understood or not: "I'm sorry, I've wronged you so much."
The English translator smiled and translated for the captive soldier. The captive soldier was a little flattered and repeatedly expressed that it was okay.
After the first battalion completed the task of catching lice, the superiors ordered, except for the team with heavy casualties, they continued to perform the task of catching lice, and all units returned to the rear to rest and replenish their troops.
Xia Yuan led Hong Jiwen to move to the rear. Many teams suffered heavy casualties. There were several companies in the 112th Division. They were all blocking the enemy and were about to be dispersed by the enemy. Some companies were even wiped out.
The company's situation is pretty good, at least Xia Yuan, the fourth platoon leader, is retained.
Feng Yuxiang told Xia Yuan: "You guys have a good rest and leave the rest to us. The leader will not give up the third company."
He handed a letter to Xia Yuan, which was where his superiors asked them to rest.
Field hospital.
"I estimate that when this battle is completely over, your commendation orders will come." Feng Yuxiang patted Xia Yuan on the shoulder and motioned for him to set off.
Xia Yuan breathed out.
The sacrifices of more than a hundred people earned this honor.
If it had been the time when he had just traveled through time, maybe he wouldn't have understood it very well.
Is honor more important than life?
Because in the future, life will be extremely precious.
Now, Xia Yuan can understand to some extent that the honor of a soldier is above all else.
Also transferred with them was the First Company. In the Battle of Songgu Peak, the casualties of the First Company were no less than those of the Third Company. There were only seven people left in the Third Company, and there was one platoon left in the First Company. Most of them were wounded and needed to be transferred to the rear.
Rest and wait for orders from superiors.
The field hospital is located under a bridge in the direction of Fengmingli, including forty or fifty US military wounded.
Next to the field hospital is the prisoner management team, in a cave on the mountain.
When Xia Yuan arrived at the field hospital, he suddenly remembered that his elders Liu and Zhou Mao were also in the hospital, so he went to visit them. When they evacuated, Battalion Commander Feng Yuxiang gave them some cans, cigarettes, candies, etc.
In the second battle, the casualties of the 112th Division were not small. The number of wounded in the hospital increased dramatically during this period. Under the bridge and in the fields at the foot of the mountain, there were temporary shacks and wounded resting everywhere.
There are also injured people who are walking slowly and exercising with the support of nurses.
"Go and wash up first. They are all dirty." Xia Yuan asked everyone to wash up in the river ditch. He saw several nurses washing bandages by the river. The cold and biting river water made their palms red and swollen. The clear river water
, also became cloudy because of the clear bandage.
As the number of wounded increased dramatically, even though logistics sent a batch of dressings, it was still not enough.
They had to wash the used dressings, dry them and put them into use again.
Xia Yuan looked at it, asked about the situation, and felt troubled by the tight resources of our army.
US military aircraft bombed our army's logistics supply lines, so that the casualties among logistics personnel were once higher than those on the front line.
Every time he thought about this, Xia Yuan felt distressed. He felt sorry for this poor country, where Americans fought almost barefoot and with well-equipped weapons. This battle, even in the future, would be a battle that Americans would not want to mention.
Because they were defeated by the Chinese with two legs and rifles.
And even though they still had mechanized troops and had the advantage of land, sea and air, they were still pinned to the ground and rubbed by the volunteers.
Such a shame is naturally something that proud Americans would not want to mention.
After washing, Xia Yuan led several people into the field hospital. In addition to the wounded, there were also troops from other divisions stationed here due to heavy casualties. The head of the hospital arranged a forest with some idle shacks for them.
The shack is a simple tree branch covered with weeds, straw, etc., hidden in the forest, and can accommodate a squad of soldiers sleeping next to each other.
He had seen the environment where the wounded lived. They were all such simple shacks, which could only block the cold wind but could not keep them warm. The wounded slept in the open in such an environment. Fortunately, the frontline troops captured a lot of American troops.
Duck down sleeping bags and military coats can at least allow the wounded to have a peaceful sleep.
The next day.
Xia Yuan woke up from the shack. He didn't sleep last night. His hands and feet were cold. When he came outside, he didn't know when snowflakes started flying in the sky. He raised his head and looked towards the distant mountains. The sky was gray.
Spread a thin layer on the river beach.
Xia Yuan came back very late yesterday, and did not go to the field hospital to find Zhou Mao or Liu. He tightened his tight clothes, looked at the sleeping people, and tiptoed out of the station with two boxes of cans.
In the woods, besides them, there was a company stationed in another direction.
I heard from the Second Company Commander that the First Company Commander and the instructor also died. The one responsible for leading the team was the Second Platoon Commander of the First Company. He was a slender young man named Wang Helu. He was nineteen years old. He was not much older than Xia Yuan, but he had been with the team since childhood.
He started joining the army at the age of 14.
The two chatted for a while and heard him say that when he joined the army, the Japanese had not yet surrendered. Less than a month after joining the army, the Japanese surrendered.
Later, he followed the army and began to fight the War of Liberation.
Wang Helu smoked a cigarette and said with a smile: "I heard from the company commander that you are very good at fighting. I admire those who are good at fighting."
Xia Yuan smiled: "On that matter, you are much better than me."
Wang Helu shook his head: "I am not powerful at all, the company commander and the others are powerful. The enemy came up and died with the enemy with the blasting tube. When the instructor left, let me live well."