Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 135 The Battle of Imjin River is won!

"Thump thump thump thump thump thump thump..."

The 7th Steel Company's long row of anti-aircraft guns aimed at the second American formation in the air and began firing wildly.

Flaming streaks lunged at the US warplanes, blocking their escape routes by anticipating their movements.

In the sky

The US military's Winter 3 fighter jet was hit in multiple places and emitted thick black smoke.

"Shit! Have these South Korean soldiers lost their minds!?"

"This is Winter 3! This is Winter 3!"

"I have been accidentally hit by South Korean artillery fire and am no longer combat-capable. I am now preparing to return to base!"

The pilot inside shouted into the communications radio and jerked the control stick, trying to balance the fighter jet in preparation for returning to base.

However, while he was still trying to reverse the downward trajectory of his fighter jet, the cockpit of Winter 4 was also hit by anti-aircraft fire.

"Pong-"

The fighter jet's windshield shattered instantly, sending shards of glass flying everywhere, and the pilot's brains exploded, mixed with blood mist.

“Buzz buzz buzz—”

Winter 4 lost control and crashed into Winter 3, which was not far below, with the roar of its engines getting closer and closer.

"Fuck you! Get away from me!"

Upon seeing this, the pilot of Winter 3 was startled and immediately cursed, trying to create distance.

However, the already severely damaged aircraft was somewhat unresponsive and crashed directly into the nearby Winter 4 fighter.

"Bang! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With a violent collision, the two fighter jets carrying bombs exploded instantly, and the bombs inside exploded in a chain reaction.

A dazzling orange-red fire cloud burst forth in the sky, and the shockwave caused several nearby fighter jets to sway slightly.

Normally, this would just be a simple matter of adjusting the balance.

However, for the fighter jets facing a barrage of anti-aircraft fire, this almost became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"This is Winter 5! This is Winter 5!"

"My fighter jet was hit by anti-aircraft fire and severely damaged! I have no choice but to eject!"

After shouting, the American pilot in one of the fighter jets anxiously pulled the lever, trying to control the aircraft to get away from the battlefield.

After leaving the center of the main battlefield, he parachuted in during an emergency landing.

Besides him, several other US military pilots were in the same situation.

They knew that landing directly at the location would result in them being torn to shreds by anti-aircraft guns, so they managed to escape the battlefield by pulling their wrecked planes away with parachutes.

Several white parachute blossoms appeared in the sky as American pilots jumped, drifting down slowly like goose feathers along with snowflakes.

They were considered lucky; some American soldiers didn't even have time to leave the battlefield before their planes lost balance and plummeted.

Seeing no hope of survival, these pilots could only crash to the ground along with their fighter jets.

Inside Winter 1 fighter jet
"Shit! This wasn't friendly fire from South Korean artillery; they were firing right at us!"

"Either the South Korean army has defected, or the Chinese army has already occupied the South Korean artillery positions!"

Sweating profusely, the U.S. pilot, David, pulled up to dodge anti-aircraft fire, shouting angrily.

Inside Winter 9 fighter jet
"Sir, the first formation is engaged in close combat with the Chinese Air Force, and we're also entangled in heavy anti-aircraft fire. What should we do now?!"

"How about... we fight these anti-aircraft guns to the death and annihilate them?!"

The US pilot asked anxiously.

Inside Winter 1 fighter jet
"We could have wiped them out at first, but we were caught off guard and lost so many of our fighter jets, so our combat strength is now insufficient!"

"Guys of the first squadron, we have to retreat first. You guys hold on, it's not worth dying together with these army soldiers!"

"To reiterate, we're heading out now, over!"

Captain David shouted into the communications radio, then pulled the control stick and flew back in the direction of departure.

Seeing this, the American pilots in the second squadron also tried to evade the anti-aircraft guns and flew back towards Seoul.

Inside Summer 2 fighter jet
"Fuck you! Are you kidding me?!"

"Your second squadron has withdrawn, are you expecting us to stay behind and fight the Chinese Air Force to the death?!"

U.S. Air Force Captain George had just exchanged fire with a Chinese fighter jet when he heard this and immediately shouted angrily.

Inside Summer 4 fighter jet
"Sir, let's go!"

"We are the proud American Air Force, how can we die to cover these South Korean soldiers!?"

The US pilot said unwillingly.

His words immediately resonated with Captain George.

Yes, if it's to protect the president, or at least to cover the main force of the US military, then so be it.

How could the American soldiers, their masters, be expected to die for the South Korean army that serves as their dogs?!

However, just as Captain George was slightly lost in thought, he had already been spotted by the Wanli-1 fighter jet.

Inside Wanli No. 1
"My aircraft is damaged, I'm running out of ammunition, and I'm about to lose my combat capability. I'm determined to take the American warplane down with me!"

"Long live the Chinese people! Long live the People's Republic of China!"

With red eyes, Captain Wang roared into the communications radio and pulled the control stick, ramming the U.S. military's Summer 2 not far away.

Inside the Su-Aid-Korea No. 1
"Comrade, you're just like that young Peter over Stalingrad, ha ha ha!"

"Come on, damned capitalist warriors! Long live the great red ideology!"

A tear welled up in Peter's eye as he piloted his fighter jet and launched a reckless strafing attack on the American aircraft.

Summer No. 1
"Madmen, these damn madmen!"

"Retreat at full speed!"

George frantically pulled up his fighter jet, trying to avoid the impact of the Wanli-1.

However, just as he was rapidly pulling up at an angle and narrowly dodging the attack, he unexpectedly found himself right under the machine gun muzzle of the Su-Aid-Korea No. 1.

"Da da da da da..."

The dense barrage of bullets shattered his driver's window instantly and pierced his body.

"How could the American Air Force be defeated by the backward Red Chinese Air Force...?"

These were the last thoughts that surfaced in Captain George's mind before he died.

When Summer 2 crashed, the 1st Air Force Squadron also realized its predicament.

In the face of the relentless attacks by the Chinese Air Force, they blindly dodged and avoided battle, and as a result, they had already suffered greater losses than China.

With reinforcements withdrawing and ground-based air defenses blocking the way, the remaining American pilots decided to give up resistance.

Soon, white parachutes bloomed in the air, and the American pilots, looking utterly hopeless, drifted downwards.

Inside Wanli No. 1
"Did we... defeat the U.S. Air Force?"

Looking at the scene before him, Wang Wei murmured in disbelief.

Inside the Su-Aid-Korea No. 1
"Yes, Comrades, you have made history once again!"

"The Chinese Air Force has defeated a US Air Force several times its size in a direct confrontation for the first time!"

"Maybe the front page of Pravda will feature your photo and story, hahaha..."

Captain Peter remarked with emotion.

Inside Wanli No. 1
"No! I shouldn't get the front page!"

"Even these fighter jets were seized by Comrade Wu Wanli and his Steel Seventh Company. Without them, there would be no Steel Seven Sons of our Air Force!"

"Besides, if I'm not mistaken, the South Korean artillery position below should also have been occupied by Comrade Wu Wanli and the Steel Seventh Company, right?"

A smile appeared on Wang Wei's lips as he looked down at the position occupied by the Seventh Steel Company with admiration, and said...

Inside the Su-Aid-Korea No. 1
“I know the heroic company you’re talking about. Now we can help them before we leave.”

Peter said with a smile.

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Artillery positions
"Company commander, the American air force reinforcements have escaped. The first batch will either die or parachute out. Should we take them out while we're at it?"

Lei Gong asked, his forehead slightly sweating.

"Don't kill these American pilots; keeping them as prisoners will be of greater value."

Wu Wanli shook his head and said.

"Company commander, the reinforcements from that Han division commander are really slow to arrive."

"The US Air Force has been defeated, and they haven't come to support us yet."

"By the time they get here, it'll be too late," Shi Qian said with a smile.

Wu Si smiled and said.

"Reporting to the company commander, our scouts have spotted traces of South Korean reinforcements rushing in, but... it doesn't seem to be the guard battalion that the intelligence reported."

"Their current location is approximately 1,500 meters away from us at the 11 o'clock position."

Pinghe said.

"Company Commander, should we proceed according to the original plan?"

Gao Daxing asked.

"The original plan overestimated these South Korean troops; now we can just bombard them with artillery!"

"Thunder God, bomb the area we've scouted out!"

"Gao Daxing, you continue to guard the front of the artillery position."

"Yu Congrong, you take the armored vehicle convoy and the artillery platoon and go around them to block their retreat!"

"Pinghe, you take the reconnaissance platoon and attack from the left!"

"Guard platoon, follow me and charge to the right flank of the South Korean forces to block them!"

Wu Wanli thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company responded in unison.

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At this moment, the South Korean division commander, who was leading the guard battalion, also looked worried.

Now that the Imjin River defense line is on the verge of collapse, he has gathered a group of defeated soldiers, hoping to annihilate the renowned Steel Seventh Company and atone for his sins.

"Soldiers, after such a long battle, they must have suffered heavy losses and run out of ammunition and food!"

"And we have powerful mortar fire and light and heavy machine guns, as well as the support of the world's number one American air force!"

"This is a tremendous achievement that can be gained immediately!"

"After victory, there will surely be a generous reward of money and official position!"

Seeing the low morale, Commander Han quickly waved his pistol and shouted encouragement.

Hearing this, the previously demoralized South Korean soldiers finally mustered some courage.

Yes, although the Chinese army is brave in combat, its overall firepower is still inferior to theirs.

If we can win this battle, after being promoted to officer, I won't have to be a casualty artillery piece that gets sent to my death.

Thinking of this, some South Korean officers pulled the bolts of their rifles to check them, a surge of fighting spirit rising in their hearts.

"call out----"

However, the whistling sound of artillery shells instantly shattered their illusions.

"Commander, be careful!"

A South Korean guard quickly tackled the division commander to the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, deafening cannon fire erupted, and countless fiery clouds suddenly exploded one after another.

Large numbers of South Korean soldiers were thrown into the air, and countless fragments tore them apart, leaving them bloodied and mangled.

Furthermore, the bombing was more intense in both density and duration than before, and the loud explosions ruptured Commander Han's eardrums, causing him to bleed.

The billowing black smoke made him cough repeatedly, and the sound of the cannons finally stopped just as he was about to faint from lack of oxygen.

"Damn it... the artillery positions have been captured!"

The South Korean division commander slowly got up in despair and raised his binoculars to look into the distance.

A bright red flag of the Seventh Steel Company stood out against the gaps in the black smoke, and the blurry figures of the Seventh Steel Company soldiers appeared on the horizon.

"Oh no! The Chinese army is counterattacking! Prepare for battle!"

Upon seeing this, the South Korean division commander immediately shouted loudly.

However, after he gave the order, his soldiers looked at him with some confusion.

The enemy has gained the advantage in artillery firepower, making this battle somewhat uncertain.

"What are you standing there for! We still have the Air Force. The US Air Force is the best in the world. These Chinese can only show off on the ground!"

Upon seeing this, the South Korean division commander shouted anxiously.

Upon hearing this, a sliver of confidence returned to the eyes of the South Korean soldiers, and they reluctantly raised their guns in preparation for resistance.

“Buzz buzz buzz—”

As if in response to Commander Han's words, the sound of approaching fighter jets could be heard from the sky.

"Did you see that?! Look! The US Air Force is here to support us!"

"What else are you worried about? Kill these Chinese pigs!"

The South Korean division commander roared.

"Sir, something's not right!"

"These fighter jets seem to be... coming for us!"

A South Korean military colonel guessed with a hint of hesitation.

The next second, Wanli-1 took the lead in diving downwards, and a huge shockwave rushed towards them.

"Lie down!"

Upon seeing this, the South Korean division commander immediately lay down on the ground and even crawled into the pile of corpses to hide.

"Da da da da da da da da..."

Wang Wei piloted the Wanli-1, firing fiercely at the ground below, unleashing the last of his machine gun bullets.

Seven or eight South Korean soldiers were unable to dodge in time and fell to the ground.

Then more fighter jets followed, diving, strafing, and climbing in one fell swoop, reaping the lives of many South Korean soldiers.

Only after leaving behind corpses and blood everywhere did the air force circle twice before leaving satisfied.

When the South Korean division commander crawled out from the pile of mangled corpses, he was still looking up at the sky with a face full of despair.

"General, it seems the Chinese Air Force has defeated the US Air Force. What should we do now?"

The South Korean colonel asked, his face filled with fear.

"General, the Chinese army is closing in! We're surrounded!"

A South Korean army major came running up, tumbling and crawling, and said anxiously.

"boom!"

The next second, a bullet pierced his head, and white brain matter and blood splattered onto the face of the South Korean division commander.

Distant position
"Wu Siyi, not bad!"

Wu Wanli praised.

"Company commander, I'll take a shot too!"

Upon seeing this, Cheng Gong felt a surge of excitement and, eager to make a contribution, pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The bullet left the barrel and struck the South Korean division commander's arm, but missed a vital organ.

In an instant, the surrounding South Korean guards surged toward the division commander.

"Damn it! Those two surrounded must be South Korean officers. If we miss, we'll miss a golden opportunity!"

Upon seeing this, the prehistoric creature immediately widened its eyes and shouted.

Sure enough, the panicked South Korean division commander quickly covered his hands and tried to lie down on the ground with the South Korean colonel.

"It's been a long time since I fired a gun. I wonder if the permanent god-like shooting technique still works..."

Wu Wanli murmured to himself, and quickly fired a shot.

"boom!"

The scalding hot bullet left the barrel, spinning rapidly and piercing the head of the South Korean colonel, before continuing its powerful trajectory to strike the head of the South Korean division commander.

"The company commander actually... killed two officers with a single shot!?"

Successfully widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief.

"The victory in the Battle of Imjin River is assured!"

Wu Wanli laughed as he watched the collapse of the last reserve force of the South Korean army.

(End of this chapter)