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Chapter 979 - Stalemate


The U.S. soldiers of the 1st Marine Division are also homesick now, in the extremely cold ravines and ravines of North Korea, they have long been tired of it, and they have long wanted to be able to escape from this place as soon as possible and go home to reunite with their relatives, didn't the commander-in-chief of the Far Allied Forces Mai Shuai promise them that they can go home and reunite with their families before Christmas, this time they are not fighting for the US troops, but for themselves to be able to go home as soon as possible and reunite with their relatives Therefore, this group of American troops also went crazy, under the cover of fierce artillery fire, followed the US tanks to rush up to the position of the volunteers, and the opposite position of the volunteers suddenly shot a dense rain of bullets, many brothers of the demolition team with explosives bags and grenades braved the rain of bullets of the US tanks and infantry, and before they could rush to the side of the tank, they were hit by the guns of the US army, and fell to the ground and did not move.

The brothers in front fell, and the volunteer soldiers who did not die in the back hurriedly took the explosives bags in the hands of those dead soldiers, and continued to crawl towards the American tanks, at this moment the battlefield was intertwined with all kinds of guns and rumbling explosions, resounding throughout the Dongyuli Valley, the soldiers of China and the United States fought desperately for their respective beliefs and the honor of the team in this small mountain village on the edge of Changjin Lake, and the battle was dark and tragic, and the fat man's position was broken by the American tanks and infantry several times, But the fat man organized a death squad to snatch back those lost positions, and the corpses of soldiers on both sides of the position were lying all over the ground, and the winding mountain road had been blown up by artillery fire from both sides, and it was unusable, and all the American infantry on the trucks behind got out of the car and joined the attack team in front.

The fat man saw a large number of American troops assembled in the valley on the side of the highway in the telescope, and felt that the opportunity had come, so he hurriedly called Zhang Ercheng, the artillery regiment behind, and asked him to immediately carry out a covering artillery bombardment of the American army assembled on the road in front.

The artillery firepower at hand was arranged to the point of no leakage, although he was a little busy, but he finally dealt with it, and Ge Sanmin was also more satisfied, and did not complain to Zhang Ercheng, at this time, this fat man asked him to launch an artillery bombardment on the US military assembly area on the side of the opposite road, and the tone was bossy, and he wanted to cover, Zhang Ercheng almost scolded the fat man, the shells he brought were almost used, the mountain roads were rugged, and the shells, especially those large-caliber shells, were not easy to transport, in order to transport these shells, The artillery brothers under Zhang Ercheng froze to death and suffered a lot of frostbite, and almost every box of shells had the blood of the soldiers The fat man heard Zhang Ercheng's distress, and sighed again and again: "Zhang Ercheng, how did you do it, you dropped the chain before the critical time, what a good opportunity, those assembled American troops have at least a thousand people, if this is smashed down by a shell, how many of our brothers will have to die?"

As soon as Zhang Ercheng heard that the fat man was complaining that he was coming, he immediately became angry and angry, and stood up: "Lao Liu, it's not kind for you to say this, you were the happiest for our artillery regiment just now, it's not easy to transport the shells, and I'm also annoyed here, I plan to wait for the shells to come to your front line as an infantry."

When the fat man heard it, Zhang Ercheng was telling the truth, this time fortunately, there were those shells in the captured US supply depot that could be used improvised, otherwise just by relying on the shells that Zhang Ercheng and their shoulder straps got up, they would have been exhausted at the beginning of the fight, and it would be their turn to chirp with Zhang Ercheng here.

The fat man had no choice but to ask Zhang Ercheng for more artillery support, this is a good time to destroy a large number of American troops, how unwilling to lose this opportunity Zhang Ercheng hurriedly ordered his artillery to shoot all the remaining shells towards the valley provided by the fat man, and was assembling between the valleys, and the American troops who planned to attack the positions of the volunteers on the opposite side were suddenly chaotic The U.S. artillery found Zhang Ercheng's artillery position that was bombarding the valley, and a large-caliber heavy artillery shell roared through the sky and smashed down, and exploded not far from Zhang Ercheng Zhang Ercheng saw that his artillery position was exposed, and he had to evacuate here immediately, otherwise he would have to be uprooted by the American artillery on the opposite side, and all his belongings would be finished in the east corner of this place.

Zhang Ercheng hurriedly ordered his brothers to quickly disassemble the artillery and immediately evacuate to the rear, regardless of the hot cannon barrels.

The artillery brothers were in a hurry, and hurriedly dismantled the hot artillery, and hurriedly withdrew to the ravine and ravine behind them with clothes wrapped, just waiting for them to withdraw, a row of shells flew from the position, covering the entire artillery position, rising smoke and flames in the sky, blowing up the ground and shaking the mountains, and the earth trembled, Zhang Ercheng looked at these, and said to his brothers with self-deprecation: "Lao Liu asked me to carry out a covering bombardment of the US army, I never thought that my position was covered by US artillery, hey, If we have enough shells that day, we will also try our covering bombardment with the Yankees."

The battle on the position in the east corner is still raging, the battle has entered a white-hot state, although the US army has the cover support of the sky plane and the ground tank artillery, but still can not break through the fat man's fortifications, some positions, a whole company of more than 100 volunteer soldiers fought only one bugler, this bugler and his legs have been blown off by shells, but he still kept throwing grenades in the trench to the American soldiers who climbed up below, and finally he found that even the grenades were thrown, The only weapon that can be found around him is an explosive bag, and as soon as he saw that he still had a trumpet on his body, he immediately put it to his mouth and blew the classic charge horn of the volunteer army into the sky, this "tick-tock" trumpet suddenly sounded on the position, as if to declare that even if all the volunteer soldiers on this position were killed and sacrificed, as long as there was one person, this position was not lost, and he would continue to fight until the last moment of his life At this moment, a miracle appeared, the American infantry who were trembling and trembling at first heard the sound of this charge horn, thinking that those stubborn resistance on the opposite position, so that they had several fierce attacks in vain, but the volunteer soldiers who had left the lives of many American soldiers were about to rush down from the trenches, and immediately let out a shout, and rushed towards the road below.

The fleeing American soldiers ran faster and quickly withdrew from their positions and retreated to the road.

When the brothers who came from behind saw that there was only one bugler left on this position who had his legs blown off, they were all surprised, and hurriedly reported to the fat man, and the fat man heard that this was an example, so he hurriedly reported to Zhou Wu, Zhou Wu asked the commander to be carried down for rescue, and asked the health team to try to save his legs, but due to too long time, excessive blood loss, the severed limb has been necrotic, and it is no longer possible to save his legs, and the military doctors of the health team had to give him an anesthetic and carry him to the rear field hospital on a stretcher for amputationto avoid life-threatening infection.

There was only one commander left on the position, but he was able to frighten the attacking American troops to flee, this deed was soon spread by the propaganda team to the fat man and Ge Sanmin and their troops, each unit was full of strength, launched counterattacks to the American positions again and again, and finally when it was dark, the positions that were lost during the day were snatched back, and the battle line returned to the state before the battle began in the east corner, and General Smith's 1st Marine Division was still unable to advance on the road.

The volunteer army on the opposite side is still firmly in control here, according to the calculations of the staff officers under General Smith, after a whole day of desperate onslaught, the 1st Marine Division did not take a step forward, but lost a lot of American soldiers and tanks and armored vehicles, and it will be a very difficult night, General Smith was very irritable, pacing back and forth in the temporary command post like a bison, he tried all the means he could think of in order to be able to return to Wonsan Port with the 1st Marine Division, and used all means, But to no avail, the Chinese army on the opposite side is like an iron wall, no matter what method they use to try to break him, but every time they are hit to the head and bleed, is it possible that the 1st Marine Division, the most glorious unit since the founding of the US army, is planted in the ice and snow like North Korea, and the opponent is still the Chinese who he does not look down on, an army that is almost the same as the guerrillas, whether it wants weapons or no weapons, it wants to train without training, and most of them are third-rate teams composed of Chinese peasants.

This time, he was able to block his 1st Marine Division here and fight for a whole day, not only did he not advance a foot, but also lost a lot of American soldiers and tanks General Smith can only ask General Walker of the Eighth Army for help now, let him send troops to rescue him for God's sake, and it doesn't matter if he and his American soldiers are killed, but if this 1st Marine Division is all finished, then General Walker may not have a good life t1706231537: