Ten minutes ago, the sun set in the west, and the US military aircraft had to return to their respective airports. The last afterglow showed in the sky, and the cold winter night was about to fall again. For the volunteers, during the day it was indiscriminate bombing by US aircraft, and at night it was
The biting cold wind blowing all night long made it uncomfortable.
However, this time there was something different. After seeing the power of the armored assault, the 60th Division decided to launch a night attack with a powerful force and captured the American troops in Gutuli in one fell swoop.
However, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and the 178th Regiment, which was originally designated as the "strong force", suffered heavy losses in the daytime battle. The US military's retaliation caused this main regiment to suffer heavy losses, and the division headquarters wanted to switch to other regiments to perform the mission.
But the 178th Regiment said it still had some strength left.
We are not dead yet, we are already ready!
The three hundred selected combat backbones have rested for a whole day. I can't say that they are well fed and clothed, but at least they are better than other troops. The remaining more than a thousand people in the regiment have also been mobilized, and they will follow Zhou Qingfeng.
The rapid column launched an assault.
At the assembly point, most of the soldiers of the 178th Regiment who were killed or injured were all weathered. Their clothes were thin, their bodies were weak, and they lacked ammunition. After a hard day of fighting, they were not even in high morale.
Before preparing to set off, a haggard-looking soldier asked the regiment leader: "Captain, you want us to continue fighting, no problem. Maybe you can't give each of us a potato? We haven't eaten well for two or three days."
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Today's potatoes are as frozen as hard rocks. Before eating, you have to put them on your chest to melt them, and then nibble a little bit at a time. It takes a long time to eat them in your stomach, and after eating, your whole body is in the ice cellar.
Ordinary. Who knows this pain?
But now the leader of the 178th Regiment could only choke, because he didn't even have potatoes in his hand. Logistics were completely broken. Changjin Lake was not far from the border between China and North Korea, but the uninterrupted US aerial bombardment made it impossible to transport anything.
Not coming up.
Faced with this situation, everyone could only bow their heads and remain silent. The current difficulties were so great that the pride of defeating the enemy when the Ninth Corps entered the court had long since disappeared. A whole regiment of hundreds of thousands of people surrounded the opponent of tens of thousands but could not defeat them.
Coming down, this is simply a huge humiliation.
But the soldiers really tried their best.
In the silence, someone suddenly spoke, "Here, I have some food here. The American canned meat has just been heated. It's very delicious."
Those who spoke were the selected members of the fast column. In order to ensure their combat effectiveness, these people were all veterans with superb combat skills and strong will. What they ate were the canned food from the US military brought back by Zhou Qingfeng. Many of them were reluctant to finish it in one bite.
Leave some more or less.
One person took out the food he had left, and then a large number of people took out the biscuits, cans, and candies they had hidden to share with their comrades who had fought hard all day.
"The amount is not much, but everyone can still share a bite. This canned meat is greasy and greasy, but it is much more delicious than potatoes."
"Eat quickly, eat quickly. It's finally warm. Don't let it get cold."
"The braggart of the tank platoon said, break into the ancient soil and everyone will be full!"
In order to heat the tank engine, several kerosene heaters were arranged in the tank, and a lot of captured American food was heated on the heaters. Each can was thawed and frozen, and there was a mouth-watering aroma. The soldiers who had been hungry for a long time
Unable to hold back any longer, they all took this delicious food into their mouths.
After eating the warm luncheon meat, one person suddenly shouted excitedly: "Put it into the ancient soil, and everyone will be full."
Hundreds of people immediately followed and shouted - Break into the ancient soil and let everyone eat!
In order to fill their stomachs, more than a thousand remnant soldiers of the 178th Regiment let out uncontrollable shouts. They had really had enough these past few days, and it was up to them to live or die today. At worst, they would die, so as not to suffer like this again.
The crowd is excited, the morale is ready, let’s go!
Zhou Qingfeng took the lead in rushing out of the assembly area with three IS-7s. The 'Pershing' and other vehicles behind finally warmed up their engines and rumbled out from various hiding spots. A dozen trucks pulled more than 300 infantrymen.
Follow closely, and eventually there are more than a thousand soldiers following on foot.
Failure or failure, the 178th Regiment, which had fought hard for many days, no longer had the energy to launch more attacks. Tonight would either defeat the enemy and win, or it would be their last roar.
The tank platoon officer at the front drove a Pershing to clear the road, running through the bumpy roads bombed by B-29s. They came to the bulldozer obstacle that Zhou Qingfeng had just passed.
The independent tank platoon originally thought that it was about to face a bitter battle mixed with blood and sacrifice. Who knew that their awesome platoon leader had already entered the enemy's formation, turned the US military upside down, and created a god-given opportunity.
The smoke grenades fired by Zhou Qingfeng had just dissipated, and the tanks of the US Marine Regiment were all on guard against the three IS-7s rushing into their rear. Who knew that once the IS-7s were gone, another volunteer army came out from the front and quickly
Column.
This was really a good opportunity to make a big profit. The platoon deputy leader crossed the bulldozer obstacle, stopped briefly to stabilize the gun body, and a 90mm armor-piercing projectile spurted out, hitting the butt of a US tank 300 meters away.
'Pershing' was originally designed to deal with the Führer's 'King Tiger'. Although the 90mm main gun is far inferior to the IS-7, which is equipped with a naval gun, it can penetrate the armor on its own tail with ease.
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An armor-piercing bullet blasted out, as cleanly as killing a chicken with a knife, and immediately punched a hole in the engine compartment of the rear of a 'Pershing' on the opposite side. From the appearance, it was not obvious that the armor-piercing bullet caused any secondary damage, but it did not pass.
It didn't take long for several panicked US tank soldiers to emerge from the turret.
The front machine gun of the platoon deputy tank immediately opened fire, with a series of bursts of fire, killing those unlucky enemy tank soldiers. The tank immediately deflected to the road, and while reloading, it cleared the area of fire.
The 'old machine gun' at the rear went straight out of the turret, and half of it was even outside the hatch. Seeing the enemy's 'Pershing' defenseless, he excitedly shouted to his gunner: "What are you waiting for?
Fire!"
The fast column was constantly advancing, and each tank took turns to run forward and shoot. Even the worst M4A3E8 destroyed an enemy tank with its own 76mm main gun. This refreshing and sharp artillery fire was hearty.
, making people happy physically and mentally.
Zhou Qingfeng's IS-7 brought tremendous pressure to people. Originally, the tank company of the Marine Regiment was concentrating on waiting for the battle with the Reaper. Unexpectedly, the Reaper did not come, but a group of Reaper's followers came behind.
A pinging, pinging, pinging, and pinging artillery shelling hit the place with great joy.
After being attacked at the rear, more than a dozen 'Pershings' could only turn around while yelling. However, it was difficult to unfold dozens of tons of vehicles on the narrow road. The US tank crew still thought about starting a head-on firefight, but found that their firing range was blocked.
The destroyed tank was blocked and nothing could be seen.
To say that the road was blocked, both sides were blocked. However, the Volunteer Army's fast column was followed by the accompanying infantry No. 300. The tanks at the front were holding back, and the infantry at the back immediately jumped off the trucks and followed up to launch an attack.
The veterans who had rested for a day gritted their teeth and came out for revenge. They launched various explosive packs and grenades, and cleared away the remaining Pershing vehicles at close range.
Things were so bad that many "Pershings" had no choice but to surrender again. Many US tank soldiers were extremely depressed - where are our accompanying infantry? Are the supporting firepower behind just watching us be wiped out?
This is really an injustice...
At this moment, the U.S. infantry who were supposed to support their own "Pershing" had too much to worry about. The three IS-7s led by Zhou Qingfeng broke through the "Pershing" blockage, immediately causing a bloody storm within them.