Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 127: Stirring things up behind enemy lines, what's that tough guy on the mountaintop up to do?
Let's not even mention what the 6th Company instructor and the 1st Platoon Leader will say when they get back.

He Yuzhu crossed a mountain ridge, found a cave, and changed into a pair of boots and a dry pair of pants. He had no choice; after walking for so long, his cotton pants and boots were soaked through and incredibly heavy.

After eating something and taking a short nap, we continued our journey.

He knew he couldn't get back to his unit on foot, so he could only head towards Changjin Lake, hoping to make it back in time for the major battle.

Unfortunately, because he had wasted too much time on this mission of staking out and delivering supplies, he only traveled for a day before he heard the rumble of artillery fire from the east, and the number of planes in the sky also increased.

He Yuzhu calculated the time and realized it was already November 27th.

Since he couldn't get there in time, He Yuzhu changed his mind and decided to attack the enemy's supply lines. He couldn't take down the enemy reinforcements on the highway by himself, but he was capable of causing them some trouble and blocking their supply lines.

Then, a strange phenomenon occurred on the highway that He Yuzhu was traveling on.

Either the driver was killed, or the tank or armored vehicle was hit by a bazooka, or it was inexplicably shelled.

They did try to capture people, but they didn't see a single soul. The drivers were shot from 500 meters away, while the closest ones were around 250 meters. However, the soldiers who rushed over to search for people were only met with heavy machine gun fire, not to mention being bombarded by artillery, which was at least 800 meters away. By the time they went over to search, the convoy had already been hit by several more rounds of artillery fire.

If you say you're camping at night, the first to suffer will be a supply company and a guard company from the 7th Division of the White Eagles.

He Yuzhu's destruction of the South Korean oil supply point did not attract much attention from the Bald Eagles. The Bald Eagles even believed that the oil leak was caused by the South Korean soldiers' negligence, which ultimately led to the fire and explosion.

Only the Koreans themselves knew that they had been attacked, because everything was gone.

However, the snow overnight covered all traces, and it was impossible to find out how many people had come.

On the night of the 27th, this supply company was ordered to set up a supply station by the roadside, mainly to provide fuel, hot meals, hot water and other supplies to the troops reinforcing Changjin Lake.

He Yuzhu was attracted by the firelight. While streetlights are common on highways, firelight is truly rare, and the presence of firelight indicates that someone has stopped there.

Through the telescope, He Yuzhu spotted the supply station. He initially intended to fire a few shots and blow it up with their own fuel, but after seeing something, he changed his mind.

There were two anti-aircraft vehicles in the camp, I don't know the model, but they were equipped with twin heavy machine guns. He Yuzhu could tell that the guns were upgraded versions of the M1. These were really good stuff.

Enemy planes were buzzing overhead like flies every day, and he had been wanting to shoot them down for a long time, but unfortunately, he didn't have anything suitable to use. The MG42 was powerful, but 7.92mm bullets were still a bit risky to shoot down planes.

The M1 heavy machine gun is incredibly clunky. It's not that it's useless for setting up and shooting down planes, but if you don't hit them, you'll become a sitting duck.

Nothing beats a vehicle-mounted twin-barreled heavy machine gun. Airplanes didn't fly very high back then, so a heavy machine gun was sufficient.

Having made up his mind, He Yuzhu began to lie in wait until after midnight, when no convoys were passing by on the highway, before the people at this supply point could finally rest.

There were more people on night duty than in South Korea, and they weren't all at one location. There was also a small patrol team. This time, we definitely couldn't use bayonets to solve the problem.

He Yuzhu thought for a moment, realizing that the patrolmen couldn't possibly patrol all night in such cold weather, so he continued to wait.

He waited until after 3 a.m. when the patrolmen changed shifts. The guys who came out were probably still half asleep. Instead of starting patrols, they started brewing coffee, which He Yuzhu could smell.

This gave He Yuzhu an opportunity. While the enemy was making coffee, He Yuzhu sneaked up to the two anti-aircraft vehicles and took them without being detected. He Yuzhu then sneaked up to the trucks and ransacked each of the truck beds.

This time, He Yuzhu didn't take it all. Instead, he left a truckload of gasoline. He opened several of the oil drums on the truck and knocked them down, allowing the gasoline to spread throughout the camp.

The strong smell of gasoline caught the attention of the patrolling soldiers, who assumed it was a leak in an oil drum and sent two soldiers over to check it out.

When the two soldiers walked behind the truck that was dumping oil and saw the gasoline trickling out, they immediately realized that it was done by someone.

Before they could even shout, He Yuzhu made his move. He slashed one's trachea with his bayonet, rendering him unable to make a sound, and he knocked the other unconscious with a whip kick.

However, the fallen soldier still attracted the attention of the patrol team. He Yuzhu took off running and after running about twenty meters, he did a forward roll and landed behind a tree.

The bald eagle soldiers behind him probably didn't dare to fire because they were afraid of hitting the gasoline drums, but He Yuzhu dared to, and he took out an M1 and started shooting at the truck carrying oil.

Most of the patrolmen were shot down, cars caught fire, the ground caught fire, and finally, the soldiers standing on the gasoline caught fire as well.

"GOD!"

“FUCK!”

A cacophony of curses and screams erupted, followed by an explosion that sent everyone closest to the truck flying.

After the fire started, He Yuzhu had already put away his gun and fled to the artillery position he had chosen in advance. He had taken away most of the supplies from the supply point, and the truckload of gasoline wouldn't be able to reach the two companies.

When He Yuzhu arrived at the location, he saw that the people were preparing to leave. Without saying a word, he fired a 60mm mortar at the densest part of the enemy.

After firing about ten shells, He Yuzhu packed up his guns and ran away. Such a commotion would definitely attract nearby enemies, and he didn't want to fight a large group of Bald Eagles to the death in this place.

He Yuzhu ran until almost dawn, then found a secluded spot, put out a sleeping bag, crawled inside, and went to sleep. He was exhausted from constantly harassing the roadside for a day and a night.

He didn't sleep well at all, as the sounds of airplanes overhead and distant artillery fire never stopped.

When he woke up groggily and saw that it was noon, he ate lunch, took care of his personal needs, and then He Yuzhu started harassing him again.

Now, the convoys of bald eagles and South Koreans traveling on the highway are imitating the Japanese, clearing the way with machine guns, and firing a burst of bullets before anyone else even notices.

He Yuzhu, who had just arrived and was unaware of the situation, almost fell victim to the attack. Seeing the heavy machine gun bullets hitting him, He Yuzhu decisively retreated.

After creating some distance, He Yuzhu fired a mortar, hitting the convoy several times.

They hit the target and even destroyed a truck, but the convoy didn't stop. The soldiers jumped out of the trucks and ran with the convoy.

He Yuzhu stroked his chin, thinking, "Is this because someone gave orders to ignore the harassment, or because the White Eagle's 1st Infantry Division couldn't hold out after the fierce fighting earlier?"

But the trouble can't stop, it's just that the more He Yuzhu stirs things up, the closer he gets to the place where the artillery fire is roaring.

On the night of December 12.4th, intense artillery fire and explosions were heard several hilltops away from He Yuzhu. Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu knew that his own people were ahead, so he rushed over overnight.

On the morning of December 12.5th, He Yuzhu was having breakfast in a mountain valley when he heard the buzzing sound of airplanes overhead.

He raised his binoculars to look at the direction the plane was heading, and saw that it was coming this way. He then looked at the surrounding mountains.

He was stunned. There was a simple-minded man on the next hill, with a long antenna sticking out from behind him. He Yuzhu couldn't see his face clearly because he was too far away, but why did this scene seem so familiar?

Seeing the planes in the sky begin to descend, He Yuzhu suddenly thought of a scene from a movie. Isn't this the scene at the Water Gate Bridge? Yu Congrong is on the mountain.

Thinking of this, He Yuzhu immediately deployed the anti-aircraft vehicle. Through the sights, he saw Yu Congrong saluting. He then raised his submachine gun. He Yuzhu quickly loaded the ammunition belt, aimed at the enemy aircraft, and waited until the enemy planes flew overhead so that the machine gun could reach them. The twin-barreled M2 heavy machine gun in front of him began to roar.

"Thump thump thump, thump thump thump."

"Thump thump thump, thump thump thump."

The enemy planes were completely unprepared for the anti-aircraft weapons and were caught off guard. Two of them were shot down and crashed on the mountain, creating a violent explosion and a sea of ​​fire.

Yu Congrong, who was on the mountaintop, was so frightened that he slid down the slope. He wanted to attract enemy planes, but what could he attract with his broken submachine gun?

Two more enemy planes were shot down as they turned around. The planes fell very close to the Seventh Company. The explosions and flames swept towards the Seventh Company. Company Commander Wu Qianli shouted, "Lie down and defend against the fire!"

All the soldiers rushed into the snow. After the shockwave and flames from the explosion subsided, the Seventh Company experienced both ice and fire. The snow beneath them had melted, their clothes were wet, and the clothes on their backs were scorched.

If Wu Qianli, the company commander in the infiltration operation, still doesn't know what to do at this point, then he has truly wasted his time.

"withdraw!"

The Seventh Company quickly started running, heading towards the distant mountain valley.

The remaining four enemy planes roared and swooped down toward He Yuzhu, but before they could reach bombing range, two of them were shot down head-on.

They also saw clearly what was attacking them: one of their own M16 anti-aircraft vehicles, and the bullets inside seemed endless, still shooting at them.

Little did they know that He Yuzhu had specially altered the ammunition belt, making it three times the original length, precisely because he was alone and no one was there to help him change the belt.

The pilots of the two planes that were shot down head-on must have thought before they died: "We're on the same side."

The two remaining enemy planes pulled up sharply, then casually dropped their incendiary bombs, climbed higher, turned around, and then swooped back down.

The incendiary bombs unfortunately blocked the exit from He Yuzhu's mountain pass. If He Yuzhu wanted to leave, he would have to climb the mountain, which would make him a sitting duck.

Now it all comes down to who's tougher and who's bolder. Enemy planes need to be at a certain altitude to strafe them, otherwise they'll have no idea where to hit them.

Unfortunately, the remaining two pilots lacked courage. After He Yuzhu shot down one of their planes, which was now smoking, they pulled up again.

The plane's bullets didn't hit He Yuzhu, but the broken glass in the car gave him some injuries. Moreover, the car had indeed taken several hits from the plane's heavy machine guns; the tires burst and the engine was punctured.

After confirming that the enemy planes had fled, He Yuzhu jumped out of the car. He didn't intend to put the car away; after all, he had another one.

The heavy machine gun on it is vehicle-mounted, and even if it is removed, it is not something a single soldier can use.

He dared not stay here any longer; who knew when the next wave of enemy planes would arrive? Then this place would be engulfed in flames.

When he reached the top of the mountain, he saw a small team running towards him from below. He Yuzhu quickly took out his binoculars to check, and the familiar face of the team leader made him feel a little relieved. They were one of his own.

Wu Qianli also spotted He Yuzhu on the mountaintop through his binoculars. He was wearing the same military uniform, but much cleaner than the ones they were wearing. He had an unbelievably young face, even younger than his younger brother.

"What's going on?" Wu Qianli wondered frantically.

"Company Commander, is he one of our own? Why is there only one of you? Is he the one who saved us?" Wu Wanli asked.

“He’s one of your own people, you can ask him yourself when he comes down,” Wu Qianli said irritably. He was the one who wanted to ask.

"Let me use the binoculars," Instructor Mei Sheng said.

"Your eyes are still okay, wait until everyone comes down before you look." Then Wu Qianli waved to He Yuzhu.

Then he instructed the soldiers beside him: "Keep a watchful eye on things, and keep an eye on whether the men who went to find Yu Congrong have returned. That kid almost died just now."

"Yes."

He Yuzhu slid down from the top of the mountain. In order to get there quickly, Wu Qianli was already waiting for him when he got down.

"Young comrade, which unit are you from? Are you in the air defense force? Where are the other comrades? Did you shoot down all the planes just now?"

A barrage of questions caught He Yuzhu off guard.

"How can you ask such a question? This young comrade doesn't even know which answer to give. Hello, young comrade, we are the 7th Infiltration Company of a certain regiment of a certain division of the 9th Group Army. My name is Mei Sheng, and I am the political instructor. This is our company commander, Wu Qianli."

"Hello, Company Commander Wu! Hello, Political Instructor Mei! My name is He Yuzhu, deputy squad leader of the first squad, first platoon, first company, third battalion, 141st regiment, 98th division, *6th Army*!"

"6th Army, aren't you at the Chongchon River? Where are the other comrades?"

"I'm all alone, Instructor. Are you sure you want to say this here? Enemy planes could come again at any time," He Yuzhu replied after glancing at the sky.

“Yes, yes, move them first, move them first!” Mei Sheng said.

"Yu Congrong hasn't returned to the unit yet?" Wu Qianli asked.

"It won't get lost."

"Relocate," Wu Qianli ordered.

"Yu Congrong? Is he the one on the mountaintop who was holding a submachine gun and ready to shoot down the plane?" He Yuzhu asked as they walked along the road.

"Yes, he's the platoon leader of our 7th Company's firepower platoon."

"Then we should get to know each other better!" He Yuzhu nodded.

Whether others understood or not, Mei Sheng certainly did. They were saying that Yu Congrong was reckless, but this guy was even more reckless. He somehow managed to shoot down seven planes, and it seemed he only had scratches on his body.

He simply muttered, "He had no choice. If only we had anti-aircraft weapons too."

"I didn't mean anything by it, instructor. I just grabbed the anti-aircraft weapons on the side."

“Hey kid, you’re not being honest. By the way, what weapon did you just use?” Wu Qianli said from the side.

They've robbed plenty of artillery, but they've never seen anti-aircraft guns before. Judging from the density of bullets fired at the planes just now, they definitely weren't single-barreled.

(End of this chapter)