Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 113 The entire 1st Marine Division surrenders!

"not good!"

Wu Wanli's sense of battlefield threat responded instantly. He quickly lunged forward, grabbed the barrel of an American soldier's rifle that was about to be thrust at him, and pulled him to the side.

"boom!"

Smith pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out and hit the American soldier standing in front of Wu Wanli.

The remaining three American soldiers, seeing this, looked back at Smith with fear and a sense of grief and indignation rising in their hearts.

They were engaged in close combat at the front, and in order to protect the general, Smith even fired his gun despite the risk of being accidentally shot!
Smith was stunned. He hadn't expected Wu Wanli to be so fast, completing the block before he could pull the trigger.

Wu Wanli was overjoyed. Without any hesitation, he brandished his bayonet, and with a few clean and swift flashes of light, the remaining American soldiers were all killed.

Amidst crimson blood and a carriage full of corpses, Wu Wanli charged toward Smith, brandishing a bright red bayonet.

"damn it!"

Smith trembled slightly as he tried to raise the pistol, but just as he raised his hand halfway, a sharp pain struck his hand like a bolt of lightning.

"boom!"

Wu Wanli kicked Smith's pistol, causing it to deflect and flash as it was aimed at the US Chief of Staff's leg.

"what!!"

The U.S. Chief of Staff clutched his blood-soaked thigh and howled like a pig being slaughtered.

Despite the excruciating pain in his hand, Smith instinctively tried to pick up the gun again.

"Bam—"

Wu Wanli kicked out and knocked his pistol away, then grabbed the pistol in mid-air with his left hand.

"I...I am the supreme commander of the 1st Marine Division!"

"you can not……"

Smith felt the dark terror of death and shouted immediately.

"Pong!"

Wu Wanli raised his bayonet with his right hand and slashed it across Smith's scalp. The sharp blade severed a strand of hair and slammed into the metal of the vehicle.

"Do not kill me!"

Smith was terrified and immediately raised his hands and shouted.

"Does a decapitation mission only count as a success if the target is killed?"

Wu Wanli looked at Smith under the knife and asked the system in his mind.

"Ding--"

"A decapitation strike refers to a military strike against the enemy, in which the enemy's leader and leadership are eliminated through precision strikes, thereby completely destroying the enemy's will to resist."

"Therefore, capturing Major General Smith can be considered a successful mission."

The system announcement quickly echoed in Wu Wanli's mind.

"I can spare your life, but you have to cooperate with me, OK?"

Wu Wanli looked at Smith and asked.

"Yes, yes!"

Smith felt the fresh blood from the bayonet dripping slowly onto his head and quickly responded.

"Then come with me and let's make them surrender!"

As Wu Wanli spoke, he grabbed Smith, pulled him out of the car, and roughly threw him onto a Jeep parked nearby.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Smith clutched his throat, coughing violently with a pale face due to slight oxygen deprivation.

"You drive, and while you're driving, shout for them to surrender!"

Wu Wanli held Smith's pistol to Major General Smith's head and shouted.

"you……"

Smith frowned slightly and glanced at Wu Wanli with a hint of humiliation.

As a senior U.S. military officer, he hadn't driven a car in a long time.

"boom!"

Wu Wanli raised his pistol and fired a shot near Smith's ear.

A hot bullet grazed Smith's ear, and a buzzing sound lingered in his mind.

"open."

Wu Wanli pressed the still-smoking pistol muzzle against Major General Smith's head again and said.

"These lunatics are insane! They'll kill anyone!"

Smith cursed inwardly, but still started the jeep, drove towards the battlefield, and shouted orders to surrender.

far away
Yu Congrong was cornered by several American soldiers, his eyes filled with the will to die, and he reached for the grenade at his waist.

"Guys, put down your weapons, we're not fighting anymore!"

At that moment, Smith's voice came through.

Upon hearing this, the American soldiers who were besieging Yu Congrong looked in disbelief toward the source of the sound and immediately saw Major General Smith with a gun pointed at his head by Wu Wanli.

"pat-"

"pat-"

Soon, the American soldiers glanced at Yu Congrong resentfully and threw their bayonets onto the snow.

The situation was similar elsewhere; many of the Steel Seventh Company soldiers, already in dire straits, were prepared to take someone down with them in a desperate fight.

However, Wu Wanli's timely intervention, thanks to Smith's intervention, once again saved the situation.

"Wanli!"

"You really turned the tide this time!"

"You've captured that old devil Smith!"

Yu Congrong walked towards Wu Wanli with a slight limp, giving him a thumbs-up in praise.

"Just lucky..."

"Rescuing more comrades from the Steel Seventh Company is more important to me than capturing an American major general."

Wu Wanli felt no pride, but rather a pang of sorrow as he looked at the fallen soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company lying forever in the snow.

The raging flames continued to crackle and burn at the wreckage of the vehicle, and the air was filled with the smell of burning human flesh.

The hero's corpse on the ground was completely different from what he had seen in the movie.

It wasn't a complete body covered in black or gauze that was fortunate enough to be brought back wrapped in the national flag.

Instead, there was a piece of thigh here, a finger there, and clumps of burnt, mangled flesh.

When the surviving soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company saw their former comrades in such a terrible state, they all took off their military caps and observed a moment of silence.

"In war, people always die. The survival rate of the Steel Seventh Company is already a miracle in the entire Volunteer Army..."

Seeing this, Yu Congrong stepped forward, patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder, and comforted him.

"I know."

"When I first joined the company, I listened to the comrades of the Seventh Steel Company talking about their numbers, and I wondered what those numbers that no one called out meant."

“Before, in my mind they were just cold, seemingly just cold numbers.”

"But now, among those who have fallen ill, there are those who snore next to me at night, those who smack their lips loudly while eating, and those who were just telling me dirty jokes..."

"They are vivid faces, comrades-in-arms who have spent day and night together..."

Wu Wanli took a letter out of the pocket of a corpse, inside which were candies that he couldn't bear to eat.

He unfolded the letter, looked at its contents, and saw that there were still many words he didn't know how to write, so he used circles to represent them.

Dad, Mom:
If you can see this suicide note, it means I should be dead.

Don't cry, especially Mom. Your eyesight isn't good, and your son died fighting for the new China. What's there to be afraid of? We died gloriously!
The Party and the State allocated land to our family, and our third son is all grown up now; it's time to find him a wife.

Oh right, I overheard the company instructor helping Comrade Gao Daxing name his grandson. He was not satisfied with Gao Da, Gao Wei, or Gao Xiong, and finally decided on the name Gao Cheng.

Since our family name is also Gao, let's not use names like "Dog Egg" or anything like that. Let's just use these three names. It would cost a scholar to come up with a name for us, which would be expensive.

By the way, let me tell you, a remarkable person has emerged in our company!
He was the company commander's younger brother, named Wu Wanli. He led us to many victories, just like the loyal and courageous Zhao Zilong in the stories told by the storytellers!

Especially that one time before... Oh dear, I'm not writing anymore, I have to leave again, how come it's so fast, I'll finish writing properly next time!

高强
……

After reading the letter, Wu Wanli felt even more pain in his heart, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down his face, only to turn into ice crystals.

"report!"

"The flag of the 1st Marine Division has been found!"

At this moment, a soldier from the Seventh Steel Company ran over carrying a slightly tattered flag and said...

"Wanli, look!"

"The flag of the 1st Marine Division, a rare item! Our Steel Seventh Company has gained another honor!"

Yu Congrong took the military flag and handed it to Wu Wanli, saying with comfort, "Good!"

"It is also an honor for our entire Volunteer Army! Keep it safe!"

"Let's go..."

Wu Wanli wiped the ice crystals from his face, stood up, and said.

"What should we do first?"

Yu Congrong asked.

"So that more comrades don't have to fall here forever."

"Go save them..."

Wu Wanli listened to the still intense gunfire from other directions and said.

"Rescue comrades from other units?"

"With our limited forces, I'm afraid we'll have a hard time..."

Yu Congrong was slightly taken aback, and then said.

"Who said you have to fight them to save them?"

"Let's go back. The Seventh Steel Company should have already taken over the entire command post..."

"I want the entire 1st Marine Division, the whole division, to surrender!"

Wu Wanli clenched his fist and said firmly.

....................................

1st Marine Division Command
"Company commander, the entire US forces in the command post have been wiped out."

"They captured a lot of people, but didn't catch many big fish."

Pinghe reported.

"They didn't catch many big fish. Could they all have been captured by that idiot Wanli?"

Lei Gong instinctively wanted to smoke his pipe, but when he pulled out a pipe broken in two, he could only laugh and give up.

"How could that be? This is the headquarters of the 1st Marine Division, not some battalion or regimental headquarters."

"No matter what, we should at least be able to catch some officers, right?"

Mei Sheng shook his head and said.

"Company commander, it's possible that an American officer changed into a regular soldier's uniform and hid among the prisoners."

“I recognize some of the U.S. military officers. Why don’t I point them out one by one? Maybe I can find the big fish?”

Fan Wencheng, who was standing at the door, overheard this and quickly spoke up.

"I recognize some of them, but I can't recognize them one by one... That won't work!"

"This is too slow, and we haven't even recognized them all."

"Go, make them run in a circle, and see who gives up first. Then grab them and interrogate them properly!"

Wu Qianli thought for a moment and then said.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Pinghe quickly agreed.

…………

After a while, Gao Daxing brought over US Army Brigadier General Krullack.

"Company commander, your method really works."

"We caught seven or eight big fish, especially this one, which was the biggest."

"At first, he also said that he was the clerk of the guard battalion."

"Tell me quickly, what do you do!"

Gao Daxing pointed his gun at Brigadier General Krullak and said.

"I... I'm not good at running..."

Brigadier General Krullak, panting heavily and pale-faced, said...

"Don't be anxious, speak slowly."

Seeing this, Mei Sheng said.

Brigadier General Krullak felt slightly relieved upon hearing that they could take their time. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a small, round, silver box, and popped a pill into his mouth.

Then he leisurely took out a small steel bottle, unscrewed it, and took a small sip of the liquor.

As the liquor went down his throat, Brigadier General Krullak closed his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and revealed a look of enjoyment.

He looked very similar to a certain division commander surnamed Chang in the National Revolutionary Army.

Then, he slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, took out a cigarette case from another pocket, patted it twice to take out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, took out a match to light it, took a deep drag and exhaled.

"Are you done yet?"

"Your pockets look like small warehouses. You're not in charge of a warehouse, are you?"

Wu Qianli frowned slightly and said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"You must be the commander of that Chinese steel company, right?"

"I am Brigadier General Krullack, deputy commander of the 1st Marine Division."

"When Commander Puller was defeated by you, I cursed him. How could he lead an American battalion and be defeated by a single Chinese company?"

"But after the actual battle today, I realized that losing to you is not unjust at all."

Krullak chuckled self-deprecatingly and said.

"Our company commander doesn't need to listen to these flattering words. Tell me, where is your division commander, Major General Smith?"

Mei asked.

"Major General Smith? He's already broken out to the east!"

"Your steel company is formidable, but even the best-laid plans can have a flaw."

"Being able to capture an officer of my rank is already your greatest fortune, hahahahahaha..."

Brigadier General Krullak burst into laughter, a laugh tinged with bitterness, but it was the last thing he could find to comfort himself.

"Company commander, we're back!"

"Look, this old devil is Major General Smith of the 1st Marine Division!"

"Oh, right, the chief of staff of the 1st Marine Division was also following behind, and he was captured too!"

Yu Congrong brought Smith back and shouted excitedly.

Wu Wanli walked behind, unperturbed by honor or disgrace, silently making his plans.

"What!?"

"General, didn't you evacuate with your most elite guards? Why did you..."

Brigadier General Krullack's laughter abruptly stopped when he saw Smith, who was covered in dust and dirt, being dragged in. He froze on the spot.

If Smith had been killed, it would have been a tragic chapter in the history of the 1st Marine Division.

But what kind of division is this? The entire division commander, deputy commander, and chief of staff were wiped out by a single company of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army.
"Nice job!"

"You little rascal, you've really given me a huge surprise!"

Wu Qianli was stunned for a long time before finally reacting. He patted Wu Wanli's shoulder with a face full of joy and laughed.

"The moon is dark, the wild geese fly high, the Xiongnu chieftain flees in the night. I wish to pursue with light cavalry, but the snow covers my bow and sword!"

"Wu Wanli single-handedly captured an American general!"

"If this happened in ancient times, it would be an incredible feat, like sealing the wolf's lair and residing in the Xiongnu territory!"

Mei Sheng's eyes widened, and he praised her sincerely.

"Wanli, when the commander asks you what reward you want, remember to ask me for a pipe!"

Lei Gong looked at the broken pipe in his hand and said with a slight sense of unease.

"hahahahahahahahahaha……"

Upon hearing Lei Gong's words, the core members of the Seventh Steel Company present burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, but... we have more important things to do now."

"The sounds of gunfire at Zangmi-ri have raged for so long, and so many heroes of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army have sacrificed their lives. It's time for it to end!"

Wu Wanli spoke with a serious expression as he approached Major General Smith.

"You, what do you want to do?!"

Smith quickly took a few steps back and asked in a panic.

"Please issue the order for the entire 1st Marine Division to surrender!"

Wu Wanli cocked his pistol, pressed it against Smith's head, and roared.

(End of this chapter)