There was no sound of gunfire, no movement, and the M3 personnel carrier leading the way looked majestic and domineering... but was blocked by the truck at the fork in the road.
When Leng Buding saw such a truck appearing on the road, the Nanbang soldiers responsible for escorting it were immediately on high alert. They stopped the truck, jumped off, and spread out in a battle formation, spread out..., spread out..., where are the people behind?
When the Nanbang soldier in the personnel carrier turned around, he was shocked to find that there was only one truck left in the long line of trucks behind him. Looking at the only remaining truck, he asked its driver again, and the driver also looked confused.
,I don’t know what happened?
The remaining Nanbang soldiers didn't know why, so they could only stay put and send two people to check the situation. As a result, less than three minutes later, a miserable cry came from behind: "Brothers in front, you have been surrounded.
.In order to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, lay down your weapons and surrender.”
What……?
There were leaden gray clouds in the sky, mud and snow on the mountains, and the cold wind chilled the body and made the heart even colder. The Nanbang soldiers on the personnel carrier were all stunned and had no idea. They were inexplicably killed.
Surrounded?
Thinking about how the next dozen or so cars were destroyed without a sound, the situation seemed to have gotten worse. In the end, the dozen or so Nanbang soldiers looked at each other, and finally they could only put down their weapons and raise their hands. It was really like that.
Miserable, miserable, miserable...,
But then a group of cheerful migrant workers, militiamen and drivers sprang out from both sides of the road. These people looked like they were not regular troops. They could not even carry a gun. When they grabbed the weapons dropped by the Nanbang soldiers, they looked like they were smiling.
Same as New Year.
What the hell are these people surrounding us? No matter how you look at it, we are the stronger ones!
"Be honest and don't move around. Anyone who moves will be killed!" the militiamen in charge shouted angrily and loudly, holding rifles with bayonets attached. With just their few manpower, they actually captured an armed transport team. It was really disappointing.
People are excited and scared at the same time, which is a miracle.
The Nanbang soldiers were quite unwilling, but when they saw Zhou Qingfeng coming up with the two unlucky prisoners, they all became quiet again - it is difficult for the Asian population to grow to a height of 1.8 meters these days, let alone
The man in front of me was covered in blood, which was frightening to see.
"Get some drivers and bring up the trucks and troop carriers behind them. Pay attention to the Nanbang drivers in the cars. I didn't kill them. Send some militiamen to wake them up and let us drive. We have to be careful of them messing around. If they don't obey,
Just kill them."
Zhou Qingfeng gave a few instructions to his convoy members, then walked up to the Nanbang prisoner who put down his weapon and asked: "Who is the leader?"
Although Uncle Zhou was dressed in a rustic style, his iron-blooded temperament was there. To put it simply, he regarded the prisoners in front of him as local chickens and dogs. When he asked, the Nanbang soldiers all looked at a guy in military uniform among them.
This man had to stand up and said: "I am the second lieutenant leading the transport team. We have laid down our weapons and demand to be treated as prisoners of war."
Trucks and troop carriers drove up one after another. The truck drivers were all attacked and knocked unconscious by Zhou Qingfeng while driving at a slow speed. However, on the troop carrier, there were corpses in miserable death conditions. Several corpses were almost the same size.
The head was completely different, the bloody mess was extremely frightening, just like a slaughterhouse.
Not to mention the Nanbang soldiers who were so frightened that they cried, even the migrant workers and militiamen who followed Zhou Qingfeng were frightened. Everyone thought to themselves: This fighting hero is really different. He kills people just like he kills chickens. He really treats people like beasts.
look.
Second Lieutenant Nanbang suppressed the urge to urinate and said with a cry: "We demand to be treated as prisoners, you can't kill us anymore."
"That's enough, I didn't say I wanted to kill you." Zhou Qingfeng approached slowly and wiped the blood on his clothes. In this winter, when the clothes were wet, they were frozen to the bone, which was very uncomfortable. He cursed, "
Damn it', asked: "Tell me where is this place?"
He said ‘no killing’, but it’s strange that Zhou Qingfeng’s murderous manner made people not afraid. Second Lieutenant Nan Bang said with a trembling tone: “This is an ancient battlefield.”
"Ancient field?" Zhou Qingfeng searched all the prisoners and cleaned up the personnel carriers. He found a relatively accurate map and a radio, and asked about the current layout of the Nanbang army. The news he got shocked him.
for surprise.
The 118th Division was trying to deal with the 7th Regiment of the 6th Division of the Nanbang Division that was advancing near Chushan. The regiment's headquarters was at the Ancient Field not far from Chushan. However, this group was caught by Zhou Qingfeng.
The second convoy came from the regiment supply depot "Kuandadong".
The current situation is that the 7th Nanbang Regiment wants to escape, but the fuel supply to the regiment is cut off, and the regiment's vehicles cannot move. The convoy in front of them is carrying 45 barrels of gasoline, 200 rounds of artillery shells and a large amount of supplies to send to the occupied people.
Chushan's Seventh Regiment and One Battalion, so that this battalion can start the car and retreat immediately.
They ran out of fuel and couldn't move it. They finally got the US emperor to use a transport plane to airdrop fuel to them, but in the blink of an eye, all the supplies fell into Zhou Qingfeng's hands. It sounds like the Nanbang Seventh Regiment is very unlucky, right?
But the problem is that Uncle Zhou's current situation is even more unlucky. He is right under the nose of the enemy's Seventh Regiment Headquarters, less than two kilometers away from the 'ancient field'.
"Oh my god? I was looking for the troops. But the troops couldn't find them, but they came to the enemy they were trying to destroy." Zhou Qingfeng felt his scalp numb. The current situation was no joke!
Now the Seventh Regiment of Nanbang is a bereaved dog trying to escape, and the road conditions in the mountainous areas of northern Korea are extremely poor, and the roads that can pass military vehicles are very limited. However, Zhou Qingfeng appeared on the only motorable road that the opponent wanted to escape for his life.
It's only two kilometers, and you can walk there very quickly. It's not that far from 'Guchang' to 'Chu Mountain'. Now the supply convoy has an accident and can't reach its destination. The enemy will soon send a search team to take a look.
What happened?
If a head-on firefight really breaks out, it would be easy for Zhou Qingfeng to escape, but his convoy is doomed, and the task of transporting supplies will be impossible to complete.
"How about we use the radio to contact our superiors?" the driver squad leader of the team came up with another idea.
"Can you contact that superior?" Zhou Qingfeng asked angrily. Battlefield communications are all confidential. Without corresponding frequencies and passwords, only lunatics will ignore you. Sometimes, even in order to maintain radio silence, you have the correct
I can't find anyone's contact information either.
Besides, Zhou Qingfeng is currently a top soldier. Can he contact that superior? Could it be that after he called a few times, the Volunteer Army Headquarters responded happily? That's the devil.
What to do?
If Zhou Qingfeng wants to find the 118th Division, he must pass through the "Guchang" where the headquarters of the 7th Nanbang Regiment is stationed. And if the 1st Battalion of the 7th Nanbang Regiment wants to escape from "Chushan" to the "Guchang", it must also pass through it.
This is the current path.
"We must take action before the enemy reacts." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the watch he seized and realized that he only had an hour to make a decision.
"How about we sneak attack the headquarters of the 7th Regiment?" Someone in the convoy came up with an idea. A group of miscellaneous soldiers killed the enemy's vital points, which sounded full of accomplishment.
But Zhou Qingfeng glanced at him with contempt and cursed secretly: "The consequence of wanting to be a Rambo is often to be beaten into a sieve. Now it is not only the headquarters and guards of the Seventh Regiment of Nanbang who occupy the 'ancient field'
Company, as well as the 2nd and 3rd Battalions of the 7th Regiment, more than 2,000 people, do you want me to die?
After pondering for a long time, Zhou Qingfeng set his sights on the supply depot of the Seventh Regiment in Kuandadong. He secretly thought that there should be no enemies there, right?