Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 190 The U.S. Army's Great Debacle at the Han River!
Han River defense line positions
When Wu Wanli led the Seventh Steel Battalion and Han Qiyi's First Regiment to arrive, the battlefield situation instantly reversed!

"Reinforcements have arrived! Comrades, charge!"

Wu Qianli raised his bayonet and, with his last ounce of strength, thrust it at the American soldier in front of him.

"what!"

The American soldier opposite him couldn't dodge in time, his chest was pierced, his strength was gradually drained, and he soon lost consciousness.

However, just as Wu Qianli was struggling to draw his knife, another U.S. Army sergeant raised his rifle butt and smashed it hard against his head.

Wu Qianli, a veteran of many battles, realized that he could not possibly dodge this fatal blow. A hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he then smiled calmly.

"Of the three fine sons of the Wu family, two died on the battlefield for their country. Isn't that a kind of honor?"

"Wan Li, this seed of a general, is still rising high, and the new China, this emerging nation, will also become strong. What is there to regret?"

These two sentences flashed through Wu Qianli's mind. The breeze from the gun butt opposite him brought a chill to his forehead, as if death was approaching.

"boom!"

At the critical moment, a gunshot rang out.

The American soldier, shot between the eyebrows, stared wide-eyed in disbelief, then collapsed to the ground, his body instantly losing all strength.

Wu Qianli was slightly taken aback when he saw this, not expecting that the situation, which was originally sure to lead to his death, would change in an instant.

After all, the two sides are currently locked in a fierce battle, with each side intertwined with the other.

Who would dare to fire at this moment and hit the target so accurately?

With this in mind, Wu Qianli had a vague answer, but he wasn't entirely sure.

"Beep——————"

In an instant, the sound of an osprey whistle rang out not far behind Wu Qianli.

Wu Qianli turned around instantly and saw Wu Wanli's familiar face.

At that moment, Wu Wanli had just finished blowing the cormorant whistle and charged forward, holding a pistol in his left hand and a bayonet in his right.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Wu Wanli had no time for pleasantries; he raised his pistol and fired three more shots in a sniper-like motion.

Three bullets struck the vital organs of three American soldiers, killing them all.

The permanent super-powerful gun skill bonus was fully demonstrated this time!

"Beautiful! Ten thousand miles!"

Upon seeing this, Wu Qianli couldn't help but shout his approval. He then drew his bayonet, gritted his teeth, and stood guard on Wu Wanli's left side, preparing to continue the charge.

Mei Sheng also staggered slightly as he moved closer to Wu Wanli, protecting him on his right side.

"Prehistoric Times, take a few men and protect Comrade Wu Qianli and Comrade Mei Sheng!"

"Yu Congrong, Wu Siyi, lead your guard platoon and charge with me!"

Looking at the two exhausted and pale-faced men, Wu Wanli gave the order and continued to charge towards the densely packed American troops.

"Wanli!"

Wu Qianli watched his valiant younger brother charge off into battle and shouted loudly in concern.

Mei Sheng also looked at Wu Wanli's retreating figure with some unease, her heart filled with worry.

After all, this is the commander-in-chief of the Seoul battlefield; if anything goes wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Old company commander, old political instructor, don't worry!"

"With me protecting you, the Commander-in-Chief will be perfectly safe!"

Yu Congrong quickly passed by and caught up with Wu Wanli on the right.

Wu Siyi nodded to Wu Qianli and Mei Sheng, and then followed to the left of Wu Wanli.

"kill!!!"

Wu Wanli wielded his bayonet with fierce skill, and with each thrust and stab, streaks of blood splattered in the air, staining the snowflakes red!

At this moment, the system's various permanent bonuses are fully displayed.

The super-agility bonus made Wu Wanli extremely fast, and his bayonet pierced through the air with sharp, whistling sounds.

The incredible luck bonus allowed Wu Wanli to always find the openings in the American forces' defenses and attack with equal efficiency.

Battlefield threat sensing allows Wu Wanli to know where new ambushes are without even looking, and to defuse them instantly.

Before the American soldiers could even threaten Wu Wanli's vital organs, they fell to the blood-red, bone-chilling ground.

Yu Congrong and Ping He desperately sped up to catch up with Wu Wanli, who was falling behind.

With Wu Wanli, the commander-in-chief of Seoul, charging at the forefront, the other soldiers were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they all desperately rushed towards the densely packed American troops.

From an aerial view of the battlefield, it was clear that Wu Wanli was the spearhead, with the others following behind, almost breaking through the wave of the American offensive.

Behind the wave of US offensive
"Sir, these Chinese suicide squad members are too fierce!"

"If we continue fighting like this, our attacking force will be broken through and divided into two parts, and morale will plummet. We will be doomed to defeat!"

"Why don't we retreat now?"

A U.S. Army captain pointed anxiously at Wu Wanli, who had already fought his way to a nearby location.

"Shit! What are you talking about?!"

"Even with reinforcements, their forces are still not as strong as ours!"

"Old Jack, Old John... you guys come with me to take him down. As long as we keep our morale up, we won't lose!"

"kill!"

Seeing that the battle was about to spiral out of control, a young U.S. Army major quickly called out a few men and then roared as he charged toward Wu Wanli.

This major was the top assassin at West Point and one of the few officers in the U.S. Army skilled in bayonet fighting, which is why he was assigned to attack the main position on the Han River.

Seeing this, several veteran U.S. military officers followed the major without hesitation, their eyes cold.

Having directly confronted several Japanese Banzai charges in the Pacific theater, they had long since developed calm and skillful combat techniques.

Soon, Wu Wanli's heart raced as he frantically harvested American soldiers.

His battlefield threat sensor told him that the approaching American troops in the distance were not to be trifled with.

"Charge forward! Cover me!"

Wu Wanli shouted, deflected the bayonets of the two American soldiers in front of him, and quickly took two steps back.

Wu Siyi and Yu Congrong immediately took over, and several other guards surrounded Wu Wanli in the center.

After getting a buffer, Wu Wanli quickly pulled the pin on the grenade, looked at the miniature version of the Sky Eye map of Company of Heroes in his mind, and calculated the distance that would not cause friendly fire.

This is the advantage of being at the very front of the spearhead: if you throw it far forward, the entire kill zone will be occupied by American troops, and you won't have to worry about accidentally injuring your own people.

"My lord, times have changed!"

Wu Wanli muttered something to himself, then smiled and forcefully threw the grenade he had just prepared to explode.

Soon, the grenade, emitting white smoke, spun halfway through the air before crashing down on the major and his men.

"Shit! Chinese people are all a bunch of shameless bastards!!!"

As the grenade drew ever closer, the U.S. Army major roared and prepared to lie down.

"boom!!!"

Just as the grenade was about to fall, a deafening explosion rang out, and orange flames instantly engulfed the major and several veteran U.S. military officers.

The shattered shrapnel, carrying the kinetic energy of a massive shockwave, embedded itself deeply into their bodies, instantly reaping their lives.

The next second, only a few charred corpses remained on the ground.

Nearby American soldiers stared in disbelief at their dead commander, a wave of despair washing over them.

The American soldiers, now without command, were thrown into chaos, and Wu Wanli and his men took advantage of the confusion to break through the American offensive.

Upon seeing this, the American troops on both sides immediately realized that they might be surrounded on the battlefield.

Under orders from various junior officers of the U.S. Army, they retreated in disarray, almost like a rout.

The American troops at other positions, having already suffered setbacks due to reinforcements arriving from the opposite side, and seeing that the elite troops attacking the main positions had all retreated, also gave up.

In an instant, the American troops who had just stormed the position were all driven back, retreating like a receding tide.

On the main battlefield
"These American devils are really no match for us!"

"Commander-in-Chief, this is a golden opportunity!"

"The instructor said, 'We should press on with our remaining strength to eliminate the enemy, and we must not do anything else!'"

"Let's pursue them immediately and expand our gains!"

Yu Congrong looked at the retreating American troops in the distance and said with a burning desire.

"One should not seek fame like a tyrant!"

"Wanli, you can pursue us if you want, but it's best not to go too far, and keep a good distance."

At this moment, Liu Hanqing also arrived at Wu Wanli's side and whispered a reminder.

"Pursuit?"

"How many troops do you think we have to pursue them? And how many troops does the US military have left?"

Wu Wanli glanced at Yu Congrong and asked in return.

"We estimate there are still over a thousand Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers and seven or eight thousand South Korean troops who revolted..."

As Yu Congrong spoke, his confidence waned, and he lowered his voice instantly. If there were still seven or eight thousand volunteer soldiers, he wouldn't be afraid of pursuit.

But seven or eight thousand of them were South Korean troops. They were fine if they held their ground, but if they were to pursue and engage in open battle, they would be routed if things went wrong.

"The 1st Regiment of the US 25th Division is gone, but the 2nd and 3rd Regiments, which are reinforced, each have more than 4,000 men, totaling nearly 9,000."

"And didn't you notice that the US armored forces weren't involved in the assault?"

Wu Wanli analyzed calmly.

"Yeah, why aren't those tanks here?"

"Are they planning to leave room for us to divide and surround us?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong's eyes widened instantly.

"They don't have that patience, purely because the ice on the Han River isn't thick enough anymore."

"Plus, we still have heavy artillery that hasn't been exposed yet, so they're afraid of being bombarded and sinking in the river..."

"However, if we pursue them, those armored units will definitely take the opportunity to divide us up."

"We must consider all aspects when fighting a war; we can't just be brave and reckless."

"Old Yu, our responsibilities will only increase. More and more comrades will be handed over to us for command. We need to improve..."

Wu Wanli gave Yu Congrong a deep look and earnestly gave him his advice.

"Yes!"

Yu Congrong lowered his head in complete agreement and quickly replied.

"Pass down the order: everyone hold your positions and fire indiscriminately at the Han River with machine guns!"

"Artillery units, aim at the Han River and give me a barrage of artillery fire!"

"Don't be stingy with bullets and shells, just keep bringing in more from the Seoul ammunition depot when we run out!"

"Air Force units, ignore the ground forces and continue to annihilate the remaining dozens of US Air Force fighter jets. Make sure not a single one escapes!"

Wu Wanli, holding up his binoculars, watched the American troops scrambling to retreat and blocking the Han River, and calmly gave the order.

"We were used to being poor, so we didn't really think of fighting like this at first, but now we really don't lack artillery, machine guns, or ammunition..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong couldn't help but sigh.

If he were in command, considering the previous supply difficulties, he would definitely be frugal and wouldn't dare to waste resources like this.

"Yes, I'll go and relay the message right now!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Hanqing immediately agreed.

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Soon, Wu Wanli's orders were issued to all units.

The Chinese People's Volunteer Army units immediately stopped and, without fail, set up machine guns and began firing at the Han River.

Seeing that the Chinese People's Volunteer Army had stopped pursuing, the other South Korean troops who had revolted dared not pursue on their own and also joined in the blockade with their firepower.

Driven by hatred for the previous humiliation inflicted by the US military, they fired even more enthusiastically than the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, frantically carrying ammunition and firing until their gun barrels were red-hot before slowing down.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

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

Soon, the sounds of light and heavy machine guns mingled together, echoing throughout the entire Han River battlefield.

Han River surface

American soldiers fell to the ground like wheat being harvested, blood, corpses, and severed limbs scattered everywhere.

In addition, the ice surface was extremely slippery, and American soldiers would often fall to the ground and be trampled to death.

"Whoosh—Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Before long, large-caliber shells came hurtling in, and violent explosions burst in mid-air on the river.

Flames of fire exploded over the densely populated area of ​​the US military, and parts of the ice surface were directly blasted apart, with countless splashes of water and ice fragments flying everywhere.

"Fuck!"

"Get me out of here first, quick!"

A wounded U.S. Army captain was struggling in the water, on the verge of sinking.

Most American soldiers ignored him, but one fellow countryman sergeant who had received his favor jumped into the water and swam toward the captain.

However, just as he was about to rescue the American captain, a huge shadow loomed over them.

The next second, the wreckage of a US warplane billowing black smoke crashed down on their spot, ending their last chance of survival.

Out of control! The entire battle situation spiraled out of control in an instant, and what was originally a well-organized retreat gradually turned into a massive rout!

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U.S. 25th Division Command
"Sir, it's over!"

"The Chinese air force arrived ahead of time and saved their artillery units!"

"Our air force was split up and was defeated by the Chinese air force from different directions. We are now at a disadvantage!"

"Chinese army reinforcements arrived and defeated our attacking forces!"

The U.S. Chief of Staff said in a panic.

"beat?"

"Did they give chase?!"

"Our armored battalion is ready. If they dare to pursue us, we can lure them out!"

"At that time, we will directly launch an armored battalion assault and infiltrate the enemy. As long as we take out the main force of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, the remaining South Korean troops will be routed!"

"Then, victory will still belong to us!"

Major General William was extremely anxious, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm and composed.

"Sir! They didn't give chase at all!"

"The Chinese army is using artillery and machine guns to relentlessly reap the lives of our soldiers. If this continues, the 25th Division will be finished!"

The U.S. military chief of staff said with a sob in his voice.

"What?! They're not giving chase?"

"Damn it! Did the Chinese general on the other side anticipate all of this?"

Major General William's eyes widened, his body jolted, and he said in disbelief.

Now he couldn't use his last trump card to turn the tide in a short time, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"Sir, open fire and suppress the defenders on the Han River. As long as we can cover the main force's retreat, we still have a chance, otherwise..."

The U.S. Chief of Staff sighed.

"But we are about to lose air superiority, and firing means we will be completely destroyed!"

"Damn it! If the air force hadn't split up its bombing operations and found a weakness, how could the Chinese fighter jets have gotten the chance to act so recklessly!"

Major General William looked at the Chinese fighter jets in the sky, his teeth itching with anger.

"Sir, these are two reinforced regiments that were replenished in Incheon, more than nine thousand soldiers!"

"With artillery cover, we could probably recover six or seven thousand. Without it, we might only recover three or four thousand!"

The U.S. Chief of Staff quickly reminded him.

“I know, of course I won’t abandon them…”

"Don't we have two artillery regiments?"

"One artillery regiment will bombard the Han River positions with all its might to cover the main force's retreat. When the Chinese Air Force arrives, the artillery will be abandoned to save the artillerymen."

"Furthermore, request air support from General Ridgway. We need two hundred fighter jets. I want to use twice the air force to completely overwhelm them and regain air superiority!"

Major General William clenched his fist and said.

"Sir, regarding our disastrous defeat at the Han River, should we inform General Ridgway...?"

The U.S. Chief of Staff swallowed hard, suddenly realizing that writing a battle report was somewhat difficult.

"A complete rout!?"

"When did we collapse?!"

"We call this a tactical retreat!"

"Let's write in the battle report that we annihilated nearly 10,000 enemy soldiers and established our stronghold south of the Han River."

Major General William coughed twice and said shamelessly.

"Nearly ten thousand? This..."

The U.S. Chief of Staff looked at Major General William, who was stiff-necked, and hesitated before speaking.

"The report states that over 9,000 of the soldiers killed were South Korean troops, and over 200 were Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers. This makes the report more credible."

Seeing that he was not following the instructions, Major General William personally gave him pointers.

"Yes, sir!"

The U.S. Chief of Staff responded with a wry smile.

(End of this chapter)