Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 157 The Decisive Battle Between the Chinese and American Air Forces!

27th Army Headquarters
"what?"

"The assault regiment immediately called for support from more than fifty fighter jets?"

"They're fucking audacious!"

Li Yunlong glared and cursed.

"Old Li, logically speaking, the First Assault Regiment is indeed under great pressure in blocking the British 29th Brigade, so it's normal for them to need some support."

"However, our air force is weak, and it would be too risky to send half of our air force to fight them."

Zhao Gang thought for a moment and then offered his advice.

"Not necessarily. If we can win by sending half of our air force, then it's not a big problem."

"I'm afraid we'll run into a large U.S. air force unit and be lost at Yixiantian. If that happens, the subsequent battles will be much more difficult."

Kong Jie said.

"Easy for you to say. I'm not God, how would I know how many warplanes the American devils would send?"

"Hey... if I knew the number of US warplanes, I'd send them all out if I wanted to."

"After all, the old brigade commander hasn't revoked the temporary air force command he gave me yet."

Li Yunlong said.

"Old Li, I think it would be better to send thirty fighter jets to provide support and relieve some of the pressure on the assault regiment."

"The US Air Force suffered a crushing defeat at the Imjin River, so taking risks is still a good thing."

"But the US has just provided a large wave of carrier-based aircraft, so we don't have enough cards to play."

Zhao Gang said cautiously.

"Old Li, I've never been bad at land warfare, but I'm really clueless about air force as a country bumpkin. Why don't you take charge?"

Kong Jie thought for a moment and said helplessly.

"Old Zhao, who is the person who sent this telegram requesting support of more than fifty fighter jets?"

Li Yunlong thought for a moment, then suddenly realized something and asked.

"It was Comrade Wu Wanli who suggested it."

"Old Li, what does this have to do with anyone?"

Zhao Gang was slightly taken aback, and then said.

"Pass on my order: dispatch all one hundred-plus fighter jets and attack Yixiantian!"

"I have a feeling this will be a major victory for the Chinese Air Force on the Korean battlefield!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong immediately made the decision.

"More than a hundred fighter jets?"

"Old Li, you're gambling with all of our current air force!"

"Most of these are MiG fighters supplied by the Soviet Union. If we suffer a crushing defeat in this battle, we will be under tremendous pressure!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gang's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly reminded him.

"Old Zhao, if someone else had mentioned it to me, I probably wouldn't have sent a single one, let alone over a hundred."

"I won't risk my precious air force if I'm not sure I can win."

"But has Wu Wanli ever made a wrong judgment?"

"To put it bluntly, if it weren't for him forcing the entire 1st Marine Division to surrender in the Battle of Chosin Reservoir, which shocked the international community, where would we have gotten so many MiG fighter jets from the Soviet Union to support us?"

"Oh right! And those Chinese fighter jets, weren't they also stolen by him in Hagaru?"

"Moreover, on the way to support the First Assault Regiment, we can also sweep up a wave of British troops in Dead Eagle, and we might even get some unexpected gains."

Li Yunlong said with eyes full of trust.

"On this matter, I agree with Lao Li!"

"Wu Wanli is a soldier I trained under my command. Since entering Korea, he has correctly warned of threats many times. I trust his judgment!"

Kong Jie chimed in.

"Even so, you guys should at least ask your superiors for permission, shouldn't you?"

Looking at the two stubborn mules in front of him, Zhao Gang reluctantly made one last attempt to persuade them.

After all, he didn't know that Wu Wanli had seen the number of US Air Force personnel through the Iron Heart Sky Eye, so he was still very worried about this air battle that he was sure to win.

"If you fight a war by asking for permission, you won't get to eat any of the dishes!"

"Now that the war is raging on both the eastern and western fronts, countless telegrams are being sent to the headquarters. The air force is not like the army; if we are even a minute late, they will have vanished!"

"When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave shall prevail! Even when facing the most powerful enemy, one must dare to draw one's sword!"

"Do as I say, deploy the entire Air Force, treat it as a decisive battle with the U.S. Air Force!"

Li Yunlong slammed his hand on the table and firmly gave the order.

"Air Force showdown... So exciting, so exhilarating!"

"I'll go and personally deliver the message to the generator!"

Upon hearing this, Kong Jie immediately agreed.

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Dead Eagle, the headquarters of the Royal Rifle Regiment of the British Army

"Fuck you!"

"Why are there compressed biscuits again?!"

"Where's the red wine? And the canned beef and canned fruit?!"

Commander Ulster slammed the compressed biscuits to the ground and shouted angrily.

"Sir, we've run out of red wine, and you ate the last can of beef yesterday."

"Even these compressed biscuits are now only enough for officers."

The British Army Chief of Staff sighed and said.

"Shouldn't the reinforcements have arrived yesterday? Why haven't they arrived yet?"

"Commander Ulster asked."

"Sir, our main force has been slowed down considerably due to the harassment and blocking by the Chinese army."

"However, according to the latest telegram, once the 29th Brigade passes through the narrow pass, it will be able to cross the plain without any obstacles, and it will only take a few hours."

The British Army Chief of Staff's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope as he spoke.

"Hopefully we can hold out until then..."

Ulster picked up the compressed biscuits from the ground, placed them on the table, and said.

"Sir, something terrible has happened!"

"A group of men are unhappy about the lack of food and are gathered outside demanding an explanation!"

At that moment, a guard rushed in and said.

"what?!"

"What are they trying to do? Rebel? Kill them!"

Commander Ulster's eyes flashed with a fierce glint as he roared.

He understood very well that if something went wrong at this critical juncture, it could easily lead to a mutiny in the army.

He doesn't even have enough food, so he can't appease these British soldiers. Therefore, he has no choice but to suppress them with swift and decisive measures.

“Sir, there are too many. At first there was only one class, but when we told them to go back, more and more guys rushed over.”

The guard said, his face ashen.

"Sir, the men are far from the British Isles, and they've suffered another defeat here. They're trapped here, hungry and cold, so it's normal for them to be a little upset."

"Now it's up to you to try and appease them."

The British Chief of Staff said.

"I……"

"Alright, guard platoon, remember to protect my safety. I haven't cut off your rations!"

Commander Ulster thought for a moment and then made up his mind.

"Yes, sir!"

The guard quickly agreed and led Ulster out.

……

Outside the tent

"Fuck!"

"I can't take it anymore! I need food, red wine, and a warm place to rest!"

A British soldier with dark circles under his eyes shouted loudly.

"We are always being attacked. The bugle call of the Chinese army always sounds just when I'm about to fall asleep. I can't take it anymore!"

A British sergeant shouted.

"He's out! He's out!"

"Sir! This is a hopeless war. We are already surrounded. Why bother with further futile resistance?!"

The British lieutenant in the middle of the column looked at Ulster as he walked out and shouted with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Guys, I know how you feel. I'm in the same predicament as you, surrounded by Chinese troops, and I'm suffering just as much."

"But victory is in sight. Hold on a little longer. General Brody is leading the main force of the 29th Brigade..."

Ulster remained calm and offered words of comfort.

"We're surrounded right now. By the time reinforcements arrive, we'll be too weak to even hold a gun. How can we possibly break out?"

"We might as well surrender now. We've held out until we're out of ammunition and supplies. Surrendering isn't shameful!"

The British lieutenant mustered his courage, interrupted Ulster, and shouted.

"Exactly! We've held on for so long!"

"Exactly! We've already done our best!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the British soldiers below were filled with excitement.

"boom!"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Ulster quickly drew his pistol and fired a shot into the sky.

At the same time, the soldiers of the guard platoon raised their guns and aimed them at them.

Seeing this, the British soldiers gradually quieted down, their gazes toward Ulster turning cold.

"I have already sent a telegram to the UN Command requesting airlift supplies. Just hold on for a few more hours, and we'll have food and wine soon!"

"Trust me, it'll only take a few hours at most!"

Commander Ulster looked at the British soldiers below and spoke loudly.

Upon hearing this, the British Chief of Staff felt a sense of unease.

The application was indeed submitted, but so were reinforcements. Ridgway's apparent inaction clearly indicated that he was giving up.

They agreed to airlift supplies, but whether it will arrive within a few hours is anyone's guess.

But now, in order to keep these British soldiers in line, Commander Ulster had no better options.

Sure enough, as soon as he said that, the British soldiers below started to murmur among themselves.

"really?"

The leading British lieutenant asked.

"I guarantee this with the honor of my most respected Queen Mother of the United Kingdom!"

Commander Ulster swallowed hard and said, "I'm going all out."

He fought tooth and nail for Great Britain, so it's understandable that he might use this honor to stabilize morale.

Upon hearing this, the British soldiers below calmed down considerably.

The Queen of England, this is essentially the British version of swearing an oath to Mazu.

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz…………”

Just as the British soldiers were preparing to retreat, the roar of fighter jet engines suddenly came from the distant horizon.

In the distance, more than a hundred Chinese fighter jets flew in, almost blotting out the sky.

"Look! It's our fighter jet!"

"The supplies have arrived! Our supplies have arrived!"

The British lieutenant in the lead picked up his binoculars and immediately saw that the lead aircraft was an American-made fighter jet. He quickly shouted.

However, he did not know that the fighter jets in front of him were American fighter jets that Wu Wanli had previously seized in Hagaru-ri.

"Long live supplies!"

"Finally, I don't have to go hungry anymore!"

"Damn it, I've lost dozens of pounds!"

"..."

The British troops below cheered and jumped for joy, completely unaware of the dumbfounded Commander Ulster standing to the side.

"The supplies... have really arrived?"

"Wait a minute! Why does an airdrop supply require a dive bombing!"

As Ulster watched the fighter jet rapidly approaching from the sky, he instantly realized something was wrong.

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Heaven
Inside Wanli No. 1
"You British devils, I'm here to feed you bullets!"

Captain Wang Wei pulled the control stick, causing the fighter jet to dive sharply downwards. At the lowest point, he fired a burst of bullets.

"Da da da da da..."

Countless bullets flew out rapidly, instantly leaving several bloody holes in the bodies of Commander Ulster and several guards nearby.

"what!"

Commander Ulster clutched his bloodied chest and collapsed heavily to the ground.

"Oh no! There are more MiG fighters behind us! It's the Chinese Air Force! It's the enemy..."

The British soldiers below saw the warplanes in the sky and shouted.

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

Another burst of bullets swept down, and before he could finish speaking, he was knocked to the ground.

In the sky, countless Chinese fighter jets circled, taking turns diving down, strafing, climbing, and then another fighter jet would dive down and strafing...

The intense firepower shattered the last vestiges of British morale.

"Surrender, we surrender!"

A British soldier took off his trousers, waved his white shorts in his hand, knelt down, and shouted.

"We surrender! We really surrender!"

The British lieutenant who led the disturbance waved a white flag that had been prepared beforehand into the sky.

Many British soldiers also raised white flags and waved them in the sky.

They had been prepared for Commander Ulster to surrender if he couldn't explain himself properly, and now that plan came in handy.

In the air, Wanli-1

"Objective achieved. Now leave the rest to Division Commander Zhang Dabiao and his men. The entire army, proceed to Yixiantian immediately!"

Captain Wang Wei shouted.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"..."

On the radio, the pilots responded one after another.

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A narrow passage, an ambush site
“Buzz buzz buzz buzz…”

At that moment, a large group of US Air Force aircraft appeared on the distant horizon, with more than fifty US aircraft speeding towards them in a show of force.

"The US Air Force has really arrived..."

Chenggong looked into the distance, and looked at Wu Wanli with complete admiration, sighing with emotion.

"Keep your head down, try not to move, and don't give yourself away!"

Wu Wanli pressed Chenggong's head down and said.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Gong nodded slightly and lowered his body even further.

The weather in North Korea was still bitterly cold at this time, and countless snowflakes fell on the soldiers of the First Assault Regiment, giving them natural camouflage.

Upon seeing the American warplanes, all the soldiers were instantly relieved that the signal for the main force to move out in advance had been given.

Heaven
Inside the lead aircraft of the U.S. Navy's Autumn One
"Fire two rounds first to scout the firepower on both sides of the hill!"

"Once the fire reconnaissance is complete, the 29th Brigade should advance. At that point, we'll drop incendiary bombs on the key areas!"

"I'll repeat myself: first, machine gun fire for reconnaissance, then incendiary bombs to support the 29th Brigade's advance, understand?"

"The US Air Force colonel shouted."

"Received, over!"

"Received, over!"

"..."

Before long, radios from various US military aircraft relayed positive responses.

Inside the US Navy's No. 1 lead aircraft
"Then let's split up and each team take action!"

Upon hearing this, the U.S. Air Force colonel nodded in satisfaction, pulled the control stick, and swooped down towards the hilltop below.

Behind his fighter jet, two more fighter jets followed on his left and right flanks, diving down together, ready to strafing.

Their dive was directed directly towards the hill where the Seventh Steel Company was located.

position

As Wu Wanli watched the approaching American warplanes, he gripped the light machine gun tightly, silently tilting the muzzle upwards slightly to aim, ready to fire at any moment.

(End of this chapter)