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Chapter 193 Full-Band Blocking Interference on the Snow Field III

The night of December 30th was extremely cold, the temperature dropped sharply to minus [-] degrees, accompanied by howling cold wind, as long as everything in the wild was frozen at low temperature, even if it was already daytime, the sun was still there When the sun rises, the strings of frost hanging on the branches and thorns beside the road may not melt half of it.

When the soldiers and horses of the Seventh Company were on their way, the cautious scouting soldiers quickly found a ruined village, where piles of corpses were swept down in the ravine beside the road, and there were a lot of signs of burnt planks on the surrounding ground, and the houses collapsed. Chipped wooden beams and tiles.

This is the appearance after the big explosion and bombardment, the cold wind is howling, the black soil is filled, and the corpses are everywhere.

There is no one here.

"They have been here before." Wu Qianli said looking at the corpse covered by straw mats and branches in the ditch.

"The area here is too wide in terms of mountains, I'm afraid it's hard to find it." Lei Gong said.

All the soldiers looked into the distance, and Huangcaoling was in front of them, stretching over a dozen mountain lines. They could vaguely hear the sound of fire fighting in the distance, but they couldn't tell which direction it was, because there was movement in any direction, and it seemed densely surrounded.

Xu Qing kept his gun in his hand, suddenly pointed in a direction and said, "Let's go there."

Everyone looked over and didn't quite understand.

Qianli Er moved slightly: "Because that direction has the most movement?"

"No, because it's the worst place." Xu Qing shook his head.

"No, what do you mean, company commander?" Wang Xiaosi from the reconnaissance team next to him touched his head and asked inexplicably.

No one answered him, because the team had already set off under the beckoning, and the bounden duty of soldiers is to obey the orders of their superiors. They didn't say anything, but each of them secretly pondered the reason in their hearts.

"Ouch!" After walking halfway, Lei Gong suddenly slapped his head and finally figured it out.

Everyone took it for granted, Wang Xiaosi looked over and asked him secretly.

Lei Gong, who had figured it out, was not very happy. He shook his head, looked at him, and looked at everyone and said, "Because Yu Congrong, they are the same kind of people as us from the beginning to the end."

……

Yu Cong, Rong Pinghe and the others, who occupied the magpie's nest, accidentally took down this small position, and were having fun playing around, when suddenly heavy snow began to fall from the sky, falling suddenly from the afternoon.

The movement caused by the explosion just now can be seen clearly in all directions.

It quickly attracted the attention of the U.S. military garrison on a far hill opposite. After carefully observing with binoculars, they quickly organized several waves of enemies to fight, but they were very few and were quickly repelled by them.

It's strange, seeing more than a dozen mortar shells fired over here, and the shells fell on the snowy ridge here, which startled them a lot. They hurriedly avoided it for about ten minutes, and the movement stopped. They were surprised at first, I saw it later...

The opposite cannon actually went silent.

The opponent failed to fight, Pinghe and the others discussed it and decided not to fight.

The Volunteer Army itself is nocturnal, and the targets during the day are too large to fight. In addition, they can't take away the large amount of equipment in this small camp, so they quickly counted and sorted it out.

At this point, the problem was indeed discovered. The Americans who were blown up just now did not have heavy weapons, but had many.

After a little inventory, they found a bunch of firearms in the various parcels of the ruins, such as mortars. There were a dozen of them quietly placed in the ammunition box. They seemed to be intact, but the chassis was under low temperature. The recoil from multiple launches hit the ground and ruptured.

Another example is the Mark Bi water-cooled heavy machine gun, with a thick barrel, a mottled and bulky body, and a bullet chain hanging on it.

It's just that the bullet has been stuck in the neck of the gun, there is no antifreeze inside, and the inside has been frozen with iron bumps, which is not easy to use normally. .

"It's too wasteful, too wasteful..." Facing these extravagant heavy military weapons, Song Weiguo couldn't help but caressed the barrels of each gun, mumbling incessantly.

That's not all. With the inventory one by one, all the materials near the sandbag fortification on the top of the mountain were cleaned up. Apart from these firearms and weapons, the relics left by these soldiers were the most found.

Just like in the Gutuli village and valley, all you find are rare items that are of little use on the battlefield, such as glass cups, old pocket watches, drug injection needles, and even American bridge cards. I don’t know if I carry a folded one with me Yellow magazine torn pages poster...

"What is this?" Song Weiguo found something like a long glass needle in a small aluminum box. Several people came to look at it, but none of them recognized it.

What the hell is this?

"You idiots, there is a scale on it, isn't this a thermometer for measuring temperature?" Ping He shook his head.

Yu Congrong understood that both Mei Sheng and Wan Li seemed to have mentioned this rare thing.

He let out a breath, and the white mist in his mouth was less than twenty centimeters before it froze into ice mist, slowly falling in the air.

Such an extremely low temperature just corresponds to the scale above 38 degrees. He verified it up and down, and immediately understood, "So it's such a thing."

As soon as he told the other three, he put it back in the box.Personal collection is good.

Everyone doesn't care about it. This thing looks like a glass product, simple and fragile, so what if it can display the temperature?They have traveled long distances for more than a month, and it is not the first day that they have survived such a temperature. As long as they are not frozen to death, they will continue to walk down.

Rare things, rare things.

The thermometer is placed in Yu Congrong's arms. The daytime is always very short. The sandbags are repaired and the sandbags piled up, and the socks that are sweaty during the day's march and battle are replaced. The US military has good logistical support, cold-proof clothing and Thermal underwear, and duck down sleeping bags, everything that Yu Congrong and the others want and have never seen before.

It was four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was getting dark. There were no holes on the top of the mountain, and there was no place to rest. They didn't bring quilts, so they could only lie behind the sandbags and drape on the ground. Looking at the clothes stripped from the American corpses, they stamped their feet, rubbed their hands, and huddled together to keep warm.

The cold is unspeakable, especially in such a low-temperature outdoor, the wind and snow have no distinction between each other, and anyone who is next to it will freeze.

Yu Congrong put his hands in his sleeves, but he still couldn't keep out the cold. His hands were covered with chilblains, as thick as carrots.

He cursed: "I wish I had known that I would walk faster, but now that it's cold, there's nowhere to change clothes, my back is soaked, and my feet are almost numb. I'm shivering from the ice!"

The weather in North Korea is capricious. It is even colder than the previous November. The wind is blowing in the sky, and it is like a knife, which is carved on the face, hands, legs and feet. This is not the end, even under such severe cold They can also sweat.

Especially the soles of the feet, whether you are wearing American military boots or homemade soil shoes that don’t even have a little cotton, as long as you move around and fight fiercely with the enemy, the soles of your feet will definitely sweat, but more or less That's all.

The boots were mixed with some snow dust, which accumulated little by little, and was slowly turned into water by the body temperature and flowed in. If you stop and get cold for a while, the shoes are covered with sharp knives, and if you step on it, you will die. It can cause severe frostbite in minutes.

Ping He was also a little listless, and he replied: "Didn't I stuff you with cotton and flannelette, you can't move it inside."

He was also terribly cold, his lips were blue, and the wind was blowing on the top of the mountain, the wind was everywhere, and wherever he squeezed, it was terribly cold.

Just as he was talking, Song Weiguo's lips parted, he rubbed his hands and took out a large piece from the pile of cushions in the pile of his buttocks, he elbowed Yu Congrong, and whispered tremblingly: "Don't complain, look …The one that was carried on the body just now was specially ripped off for you, please take a look.”

"What else did you take?" Yu Congrong couldn't help but believe that the new American radio station was discovered by Song Weiguo. Facts have proved that luck also depends on the person.

"This is an electronic object, we don't understand it, don't you know how to use a radio, take a look, do you know it?" Song Weiguo said.

"Radio station? The radio station belongs to the radio station. Let me see." Yu Congrong was not sure, and his heart was pounding. He didn't know how many times he had slapped his face these days, but he didn't dare to guarantee it.

The thing was not small, it was a big solid wooden box, but it felt cool at the beginning of his hand, he shuddered and said, "It's metal, why don't you wrap it in cloth!"

"Hurry up, hurry up." Song Weiguo urged.

Yu Congrong worked on it for a long time. It was a half-sized brown box made of plywood and painted with brown wallpaper fabric. An antenna was erected in front of it. It could be stretched, but it was different from a radio station. There were not so many professional ones. button.

He nodded and said, "This thing should be the size of a radio?"

"What is a radio?" Zhong Dingyi couldn't help asking as he was listening.

Yu Congrong was taken aback for a moment, feeling that he couldn't explain why, he hesitated a bit, and said: "Probably... that is, listening to the voices of people speaking on the radio."

Ping He said, "Isn't it just a telephony machine?"

"Fuck you, these are two different things. It can only hear, but not speak." Yu Congrong vowed.

However, he fiddled with it for a long time, but nothing came out of it. Although the wooden box was well maintained, it was also damaged by today's explosion. It was bumped a lot, and many parts inside were broken.

"No, it's probably out of battery, or it was broken." Yu Congrong returned it to him, shaking his head.

Song Weiguo did not believe it, endured the cold, took the box over again, opened it, removed the lid, and looked at the buttons and indicator lights inside: "So many shiny silver metal buttons, why are they broken? ?”

Yu Congrong said: "Don't mess with it, it must be broken. It's already frozen in such a cold day..."

Unwilling to be reconciled, Song Weiguo slapped the wooden box hard.

next moment……

There was a crackling sound.

hum ——

A long, ear-piercing hum, accompanied by electronic noise, reverberated by the seaside. Even in the cold and windy night, the sound was still sharp, and everyone frowned subconsciously, trying to cover their ears.

(End of this chapter)