The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 94 Reaching the Water Gate Bridge!
Huangcaoling, a place full of legends, on October 10, the 22nd Army was ordered to enter the south of Changjin with its main force to prevent the "United Nations Army" troops on the eastern front from passing through Changjin and detour to the river boundary, so as to ensure that the main force of the volunteer army on the western front would counterattack fight.

On the 23rd, the 124th Division was ordered to seize Huangcaoling south of Changjin Lake. The division immediately transported a battalion of the 370th Regiment by car. An artillery brigade and an armored regiment jointly defended against the attacks of the Capital Division of the South Korean Army.

In the Huangcaoling blocking battle, more than [-] enemies were wiped out in [-] days, and they successfully resisted the fierce attack of the South Korean army.

Then the First Marine Division took over Changjin Lake, and the Ninth Corps divided and surrounded the First Marine Division.

"Yellow Grass Ridge."

Wu Qianli looked at the mountains in the distance.

Yu Congrong put away the map and said: "Passing through Huangcaoling, we will reach the Shuimen Bridge. If we hurry up during the day, we should be able to reach the Shuimen Bridge this evening."

Wu Qianli looked at the shimmering sky and said: "It's not suitable for traveling during the day, especially near Huangcaoling. There are more US military planes. We can't stay on the top of the mountain for a long time. Speed ​​up and try to reach the valley ahead before dawn. !"

The valley ahead is a valley formed by two high mountains, densely covered with rocks, and covered with a thick layer of snow. Before dawn, the Seventh Interlude Company was hidden in the valley in front of us.

The soldiers found some dry branches and put them on the bottom, and put a layer of dry leaves on top, and put the quilt on the dry leaves. Two soldiers lay on the quilt, and another quilt was built on it. Hold your feet and sleep like this.

After fighting continuously, even Xia Yuan felt extremely tired, and soon fell into a deep sleep after his tense spirit relaxed.

But before he could sleep for a long time, he was woken up by the noise.

"U.S. military aircraft!!"

"U.S. military aircraft!!"

The volunteer soldiers in charge of reconnaissance slid down the mountain, yelling, ignoring the stones and snowflakes on their bodies.

The roar of the US military aircraft engine can be heard from a distance.

Xia Yuan woke up suddenly. He didn't care about packing his things or putting on his shoes. The soldiers scattered in the valley, stepping on the snow with bare feet to find cover, and then lay down on the snow, holding the guns in their hands tightly.

The plane roared past and dropped napalm bombs on the surrounding hills. The soaring heat wave spread from the mountains, and the burning flames burned one after another, scorching the ground, melting ice and snow, and melting the stones. Seen from a distance, there is black smoke everywhere.

Even on the valley where they were hiding, two napalm bombs were dropped. This was the first time Xia Yuan saw the exploding napalm bomb up close. Into a sea of ​​flames, the black and red flames instantly rose tens of meters high, the heat wave rolled in, the [-] cm thick snow melted instantly, and the snow near the center of the napalm bomb directly vaporized, the rolling heat wave accompanied by the red flames rising from the flames. The light directly enveloped the valley.

The snow under the volunteer soldiers was also melting rapidly, and soon there was no trace of white snow on one side of the mountain, but a piece of scorched earth.

The heat wave baked the cheeks and dispelled the coldness all over the body, but it could not dispel the coldness in the heart of the volunteer soldiers
U.S. military planes come and go quickly.

Wu Qianli got up and shouted: "What's going on!? Are you all right!"

Xia Yuan looked at the soldiers in the second row, made sure that they were all right, and said, "The second row is all right!"

Yu Congrong also shouted: "The first row is fine!"

"The third row is fine!"

"Four rows are fine!"

Lei Gong stood up, stretched out his hand to touch the stone that was still warm, looked at the hilltop bombed by napalm, and cursed: "Grandma, this group of foreign devils bombed like this? People are blind without seeing it." Explosion, isn't this a waste of shells!"

Sitting on the rock, Xia Yuan put on his shoes, and said with a smile: "Look, the shoes have dried a lot, and my body is not cold anymore."

Yu Congrong put on his shoes and kicked, "That's right, it will be warmer after a few more times."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Gong slapped him on the head, and Lei Gong glared at Yu Congrong: "What are you talking about, you boy still hope to be chased by foreign devils' planes every day?"

Yu Congrong shrank his neck, not daring to speak.

After the noise of the plane, the soldiers were also quite awake. Wu Qianli looked at the sky and said, "Let's cook on the spot. After eating, go ahead and see if we can arrive when it gets dark."

"Hey."

Several cooking warriors began to dig the stove to make a fire to cook, while other warriors went to collect some dry wood. The scout warrior lay on the scorched ground, carefully observing the surroundings. The warriors gathered together in twos and threes, it was time to rest , the chat for the chat.

Xia Yuan was sitting on a rock, chatting with the soldiers in the second row, Yu Congrong came over with a gun in his arms, "What are you talking about?"

The deputy platoon leader smiled and said, "Let's talk about how the platoon leader became a hero."

Yu Congrong sat down on the rock with his nostrils facing the sky, and he almost crossed his legs. "It's not easy. If you dare to fight and fight hard, if you kill foreign devils more, you will become a hero!"

"Cut~"

These words caused the other soldiers to sigh.

A soldier shouted: "Platoon Leader Yu, we all know what you said. The key is how to kill more foreign devils and make more contributions."

Yu Congrong spread his hands, "You have to ask your new platoon leader, how he fights."

Seeing the hopeful gazes of the soldiers, Xia Yuan smiled and said: "Actually, it's similar to what Lao Yu said. The American devils are just like that. They just look taller than us and have better weapons than us. Leave their iron bastards behind." There are also big birds in the sky, they are not as good as us, look at the current battle, they are still beaten by us and run away."

After a pause, he said again: "It's actually very simple to say, that is to seize the right time, stay calm, not be reckless, and survive."

"Dog? Can dogs fight?"

Some fighters don't know why.

"It's not a wolfhound, it's a dog trying to survive."

"Isn't that a coward?"

Xia Yuan smiled, "No, cowards are greedy for life and afraid of death, but what I'm talking about is another kind. The so-called dog is to be calm, not reckless, use all available means to hide yourself, carefully observe the terrain, and find a suitable way to hide yourself. Shoot at the enemy at the best time, change the location with one shot, and prevent yourself from being discovered by the enemy while destroying the enemy. Destroy the enemy without knowing it, just like fighting a guerrilla. Fighting a guerrilla How to fight is to run back and forth, fight while running, and attack foreign devils in the same way."

"This is why, because once you shoot in one place and expose yourself, the U.S. military will stare at you and block your retreat position. If you fail, the enemy's artillery will bombard you. You can change the place with one shot to avoid Stay in one place for too long and get targeted by the enemy."

"In war, the enemy is not safe unless you are safe."

Why did so many individual kings appear during the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea? In addition to their own excellent individual skills, their thinking is also extremely sensitive. They always know what to do next and how to do it, so as to ensure their own safety. .

"Actually, my combat experience is not as good as yours. Everyone is a veteran. I can't teach you a lot of things. I know that the situation on the battlefield changes very quickly. As for myself, I like to find out the enemy's position before taking action. According to the situation on the enemy's position, we must determine several safe retreat routes. This is to make sufficient preparations, so that when we arrive on the battlefield, once we fall into a passive situation, we will have several routes to retreat selectively."

Xia Yuan continued: "Appropriate retreat and detours are also for better attack."

The soldiers listened very carefully, and Xia Yuan spoke very seriously. He summed up his combat experience these few times, and there were not many summaries, most of which were precautions for individual soldiers.

In fact, at that time, due to the lack of weapons and equipment, soldiers could only be forced to fill up individual skills. He was lucky enough to brush up the influence of the 1964 army competition, what shot with one hand, and the gun hit , those are basic skills.

It is also tragic to say that it is necessary to shoot with one hand on the left and right. Once the right hand is injured, the left hand can continue to fight.

Xia Yuan can't teach much, mainly talking about his own combat experience, every soldier has his own combat experience, understand each other, learn from each other's strengths, chat for a while, the cook invites everyone to eat together, and the soldiers still keep My own jar, fill some batter and sit on the stone to start eating.

This is a steaming meal, using two tree branches as chopsticks, the soldiers ate in full swing, the batter was mixed with some salty canned food, the taste was only salty in the mouth, and it was a little prickly, the taste was not very good .But for volunteer soldiers who are used to eating fried noodles and potatoes, this is already a rare delicacy. There are also a small amount of vegetables and diced meat in it, and if you are lucky, you can even eat a slice of beef.

A small jar of mush is their lunch, not enough to fill them up, but it can guarantee some nutrition. They also have some fried noodles on their bodies, which can be eaten on the road.

Standing on the mountain, I can see thick smoke billowing from the sky in the distance, a continuous high mountain has been burnt bald, and the scorched earth in the vast snow-white world looks so conspicuous.

After turning over a few mountains, you can hear gunshots and artillery sounds from a distance intertwined, connected into one piece, and continuously transmitted from the distant mountain.In the sky, you can see the U.S. military fighter planes circling in the sky from a distance. The planes are constantly strafing and bombing. The mountain is so dark that there is no white to be seen.

Gunpowder smoke fills the air, and wolf smoke rises everywhere.

The US artillery shells continued to explode on that hill, and the sound was like dull thunder.

"That should be the area around Huangcaoling."

Yu Congrong took the map to look at it.

Wu Qianli didn't speak. He looked at the time on the seized watch on his wrist, then at the sky, squinted his eyes and said, "We have received the task of blowing up the bridge!!"

The area around Huangcaoling obviously has their brother troops blocking the enemy. With such intensive bombing, it is lucky to be able to come back alive.

The [-]th Interspersed Company also had a mission, and it was obviously impossible to reinforce the brother troops in Huangcaoling.

Command above all else.

The most important thing is to rush to the Water Gate Bridge.

It was getting late, and the wind and snow came suddenly. The cold wind rolled goose feathers and heavy snow fell one after another. The soldiers lowered their heads, hugged their bodies, and advanced along the winding mountain road. The snow on the ground covered their calves, and they stepped on With a sound, the road up the mountain suddenly became steeper, and the soldiers supported each other one by one, braving the wind and snow.

Xia Yuan breathed the cold air, even wearing cotton clothes, he could still feel the cold. As for his feet, his shoes were already soaked, and his feet were already numb, cold, and unconscious.

He lowered his head and wiped the watch on his wrist, took one off and handed it to Wu Wenxiang, "Old Wu, put it on the strap."

"Where is the watch?"

Wu Wenxiang put on the watch in surprise.

"The ones captured earlier were given to our company commander." Xia Yuan exhaled, rubbing his frozen palms, "I've been walking for another three hours, and I think it's almost here."

Wu Wenxiang is an honest Shandong Han with a strong local accent, rich combat experience, honest and enthusiastic, and honest.He touched his watch happily, "Yes, it's been almost a day and a night, it should be here soon, this watch is really beautiful, platoon leader, thank you."

"What are you being polite about? A watch can tell the time. In battle, the concept of time must be clear."

"You're right. In the past when we fought wars, we didn't have watches. We just looked at shadows."

Wu Wenxiang fondled the watch, nodded and said, "This is the first time in my life that I have my own watch."

Xia Yuan turned to look at Wu Wenxiang, smiled and said, "The things on the foreign devil are fine, let's go and seize them."

Wu Wenxiang showed a simple and honest smile on his face: "Hey!"

Xia Yuan knew that the Shuimen Bridge had crossed Huangcaoling, but he didn't know the exact location. Yu Congrong held a map and was still groping ahead to lead the way. The team was a bit long.

Not long after chatting with Wu Wenxiang, Xia Yuan's ears moved, as if he heard something keenly, Xia Yuan signaled Wu Wenxiang to wait, stepped forward through the team and said to Wu Qianli: "Company commander! I heard the gun Voice!"

Wu Qianli quickly shouted: "Warning!"

"One row and two rows stop!"

"Stop three rows and four rows!"

Wu Qianli turned to look at Xia Yuan: "Did you hear me right?"

He knew that Xia Yuan's ears were very sensitive. He heard the US military planes in advance twice before, but this time he heard the gunshots. It was obviously not an auditory hallucination, and it was very likely that he really heard it.

Xia Yuan nodded: "Over this mountain!"

Wu Qianli waved his arm, signaling to move forward. The slow-moving team seemed to be activated. The soldiers held their guns and ran towards the top of the mountain quickly.

Turning over another slope, what appeared in front of Qilian turned out to be thick iron pipes, spreading from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. The water valve station of the hydropower station is attached to the concrete bridge. The bridge deck is not wide enough to accommodate a A tank passed through. Under the bridge were concrete bridge pillars. On the bridge deck, several searchlights continuously swept across the water diversion iron pipes and slopes under the Shuimen Bridge.

On the slope under the Shuimen Bridge, a small team was launching a fierce attack on the U.S. troops on the Shuimen Bridge, but they also suffered heavy casualties. The U.S. artillery shells fell on the slope one after another, like raindrops. .

(End of this chapter)