Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 209 Flesh and Blood, Rivaling Gods!

The leaden-gray clouds were torn apart by the blast wave, and two thousand umbrellas shone pale in the morning light.

Colonel Alex lost his footing when he landed, falling halfway down and half crashing onto the frost-covered ground, his mouth full of rusty-tasting blood and foam.

Before long, all the US paratroopers had landed and were converging on him.

He spat out half a broken tooth and held up his binoculars to observe.

Amidst the distant roar of cannon fire, the cracks in the walls of Lizhou were clearly visible.

"Sir, the Chinese 7th Steel Regiment has truly completed its blitzkrieg. Continuing our attack now would result in too many casualties."

"Perhaps we should retreat for now and wait for reinforcements to arrive before..."

The U.S. Army lieutenant colonel, with a hint of unease in his heart, said...

"These Chinese people ran more than a hundred miles!"

"This is a mountain road that stretches for over a hundred miles!"

"Moreover, they are an American-equipped regiment with so much heavy firepower; at most, only the vanguard will go in!"

"And they are all exhausted soldiers, what can they possibly use to fight us?!"

"Let the air force continue its firepower strikes, exhausting their last bit of strength and the last man who can still fire a gun!"

"Airborne regiment, get ready. If the Chinese troops show signs of fatigue after the initial firepower strike, we will immediately launch an attack!"

"If they are truly resilient and have superior manpower and firepower, it will be evident from their air defenses."

"If the air defense firepower is sparse, it means that the main force and heavy firepower have not yet entered."

"Conversely, if it's dense, it means they've truly accomplished a feat even more difficult than the three institutes!"

"But in my opinion, it's impossible for the Chinese to do that!"

Colonel Alex snorted coldly, put down his binoculars, and said with a hint of inner struggle.

There was no way around it; given the precedent of the raid on the Third Institute, he remained somewhat worried.

However, this blitzkrieg to Yeoju was even more difficult than the raid on Samsori!

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, the U.S. Army lieutenant colonel immediately agreed.

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The transport planes were climbing, and countless parachutes carrying heavy weapons, such as machine guns and mortars, were swaying as they descended.

This is already the limit of heavy firepower that airborne troops can carry; large-caliber artillery and anti-aircraft guns are too difficult to handle.

Upon receiving the order, more than a dozen P-51 Mustang fighters desperately shook off the Chinese fighters' encirclement and strafe downwards.

However, at this time, the anti-aircraft fire on the city wall seemed rather sparse.

On the city wall air defense positions

"Why would the commander give such an order?!"

"We can definitely fight! I need to find the captain!"

Looking at the soldiers who had been killed by American machine guns, Yu Congrong felt a surge of resentment and spoke out loudly.

"Yu Congrong, I'm right here!"

Wu Wanli, accompanied by his guards, hurriedly arrived at the air defense position and shouted impatiently.

"Commander, what brings you here!"

"I just feel that our air defense firepower is clearly sufficient to cover the incoming American warplanes, so why do we have to show weakness to the enemy?"

"Let's not talk about this now, this is the most dangerous place, you need to evacuate to a safe place quickly..."

Upon seeing Wu Wanli in person, Yu Congrong immediately spoke.

"No need!"

"We've been tricked..."

"The American devils have become clever. The first batch of transport planes were actually loaded with bombs, and they were used as bombers to bomb us hard."

"There are probably one or two thousand American airborne troops outside the city. If I don't inflict a crushing defeat on them now, I'll miss my chance once they regroup with the main force."

"If I don't do it this way, with the reputation of our Steel Seventh Regiment, how dare they attack..."

"Moreover, our air force is still intact, and even with weakened air defense firepower, the casualties will not be too large."

As Wu Wanli spoke, he cocked his rifle.

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz——”

In an instant, another burst of fighter jet roared in.

Seeing that the air defense positions seemed to have fallen silent, a US warplane mustered its courage and swooped down again.

"Protect the leader!"

Upon seeing this, Yu Congrong immediately shouted loudly.

"Get off!"

Wu Wanli pushed Yu Congrong aside, raised his gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger in one swift motion!
"boom!"

Gunfire erupted instantly, flashes of light bursting from the muzzle, and the golden bullets spun rapidly as they flew towards the path of the American fighter jet.

With the permanent Super God Marksmanship buff, Wu Wanli's accuracy speaks for itself.

With the permanent super-godlike luck bonus, he can almost never misjudge the movement trajectory of US military aircraft.

"Pong!"

The next second, the sound of shattering cabin glass rang out.

A burst of blood instantly bloomed on the shoulder of the American pilot inside. The stinging pain made his hand, which was touching the control stick, tremble.

As a result, the US military aircraft also began to shake violently, as if they were about to crash to the ground at any moment.

On the air defense position

"well played!!!"

"Anti-aircraft guns, give me more firepower and take out this fighter jet!"

Yu Congrong looked at the swaying American warplanes and couldn't help but shout.

"No!"

"Let him go, and we'll have a greater benefit."

Wu Wanli waved his hand and laughed.

Inside a US military fighter jet

"Shit!"

"China's air defense firepower has fallen silent! China's air defense firepower has fallen silent!"

"The Chinese God's Gun personally arrived on the battlefield, and a rifle bullet hit me! Ahhhhhh!"

"It has to be him, it must be him!"

The American pilot struggled to control the control stick, turning back to retreat while shouting into the radio.

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Outside Lizhou City, the temporary command post of the U.S. Airborne Regiment

"Sir, according to the telegram from our ace pilot, China's air defense firepower is indeed sparse, and may even have been almost completely destroyed."

"A rifle bullet that hits an ace pilot—only that Chinese God's Gun could do that."

"And he was the commander of the 7th Steel Regiment of China, a commander of thousands of men!"

"The fact that air defense relies on the commander's marksmanship indicates that the Chinese army's air defense firepower has reached its limit."

The U.S. Army lieutenant colonel handed the telegram to Alex and speculated.

"hahahahahahahahahaha……"

"I admire the marksmanship of the Gunner of God, but as a regimental commander, he has to risk his life to shoot down enemy aircraft. The Chinese really don't have much power to resist!"

"Their air defenses may have been destroyed, or they may have been separated from the rest of the group, or the Chinese may have been too exhausted to even carry the ammunition."

"No matter what, it's time for us to attack!"

"Attention all!"

"As planned, the first battalion will launch a frontal assault on the east gate, the second battalion will flank and launch a surprise attack on the south gate, and the third battalion will serve as a reserve!"

"I want to bask in the glory and wealth of American heroes over the corpses of Chinese people, and incidentally show these Asians what real paratroopers are like!"

He stepped onto the machine gun ammunition box, raised the signal pistol, and said with greed in his eyes, then pulled the trigger of the signal flare.

"Chirp——————"

With a piercing whistle that seemed to cut through the sky, a red signal flare shot into the air, its red light burning across half the sky like a raging fire.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A row of mortars roared with a dull thud, and countless shells flew in arcs toward the walls of Lizhou.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

A series of fiery clouds burst open on the city wall, and countless shrapnel flew everywhere with the shockwave.

"Watch out!" Wu Wanli tackled Liu Hanqing to the ground, a hot and sharp shrapnel almost grazing his scalp.

"Commander, your plan has succeeded. The American devils really thought we were incapable of fighting."

"Let's beat the hell up and vent our anger!"

Yu Congrong struggled to his feet, shook off the dust, and said.

"No rush, let them get closer before you attack, I'm afraid they'll run away."

"In addition, the US airborne troops are positioned to the southeast, so it is estimated that they will not only attack our east gate."

"Let Gao Daxing lead the assault battalion to support the South Gate position, and together with Park Jung-hee and those veterans of the uprising, wipe out the American detachment."

"Furthermore, order Lei Gong to prepare 70% of the artillery fire to cover the east gate, and 30% to bombard the south gate!"

"This time, I'm going to wipe out their airborne regiment and crush their morale!"

Looking at the Iron Heart Sky Eye map in his mind, Wu Wanli slammed his hand down on the city wall and roared domineeringly.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the prehistoric creature immediately agreed and went down to find the cipher to relay the message.

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Soon, the US airborne troops arrived not far from the city wall.

The US military at that time was indeed quite elite, and its offensive tactics were quite methodical.

As they advanced layer by layer, they had already established fire support points, which then unleashed their power!
"Da da da da da da da da..."

In an instant, hundreds of BAR light and heavy machine guns at different firing points simultaneously spewed fire.

The bricks and stones on the city wall exploded, sending debris flying everywhere. The soldiers of the Steel Seventh Regiment, who had been enduring the pressure, were pinned down and unable to lift their heads.

"Courage, honor, loyalty!"

A U.S. Army sergeant, carrying a Thompson submachine gun, led the first suicide squad in an assault.

Behind him, countless American soldiers charged forward in skirmish lines, and the slightly dilapidated walls of Lizhou were already so close.

on the city wall

"Commander, we're about 100 meters away. Time to bring in heavy firepower!"

Yu Congrong rubbed his head, which was swollen from being hit by flying shards of stone, and shouted loudly.

"Continue with light firepower, and bring heavy firepower within fifty meters."

Wu Wanli's voice remained unusually calm amidst the explosion.

Pinghe knelt on one knee at the breach in the city wall. Through the scope of his sniper rifle, he saw the American officer waving a pistol pushing his helmet up to the back of his head.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out, and a spray of blood mist instantly erupted from the American officer's head, his helmet flying to the other side.

After finishing the attack, Pinghe didn't even look back and immediately withdrew.

Sure enough, the next second, a bazooka rocket hit not far from the city wall where he was.

Flames and shrapnel were deeply embedded in the stone wall, but fortunately no one was injured.

At this moment, most of the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Regiment huddled behind the barricades, letting bullets weave a net of fire above their heads.

Only a few people occasionally took advantage of the gaps to snipe American soldiers.

Liu Hanqing spat out the sand in his mouth and tilted his head to wipe the blood from his ear with his shoulder.

All twelve twin-mounted M45 anti-aircraft guns were covered in thatch camouflage, and the gun barrels were slightly adjusting their angles in sync with the rhythm of the American advance.

Flak leveled, court martial.

The US military would never have imagined that these anti-aircraft guns, which had just been concealed and appeared weak, would actually be used as infantry lethal firepower.

"Fire!!!"

Wu Wanli swung his right hand fiercely and roared.

In an instant, the once silent city walls came to life!

The roar of anti-aircraft guns shattered the ice shards, and fire whips made of 20mm shells lashed the ground.

The first American soldier hit was sent flying like a rag doll, followed by the second, the third...

Pale red blood mist splattered everywhere, turning the ground a bright red mess.

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Inside Lizhou City
At the artillery position, Lei Gong took a puff of his pipe and squinted at the flag signals waved by the messenger in front.

"According to the preset parameters, 70% will be the east gate and 30% the south gate..."

"It's time to eat!"

He suddenly waved his hand, and a row of 105mm howitzers and 75mm mountain guns that had already been calibrated behind him roared at the same time.

The scorching heat from the cannon barrels blew up the snow on the ground, and the whistling sound of the shells tearing through the air instantly drowned out the noise of the battlefield.

Outside the East Gate, a U.S. Army battalion was advancing in skirmish lines to within fifty meters of the city wall when they suddenly heard a deathly howl overhead.

"hidden--!"

Before the warning from the US vanguard officer had even faded, the first volley of shells had already struck the crowd.

“Boom! Boom! Boom—!”

The explosions created a continuous burst of light, and the shockwave knocked over the entire American squad.

Shrapnel from the howitzer swept across like a sickle, leaving severed limbs and broken bodies mixed with the frozen ground.

The mountain guns' direct fire accurately targeted the machine gun positions, blowing the two BARs, along with their crews and guns, into pieces.

"Damn it! The Chinese were prepared; this is a trap!"

A U.S. Army lieutenant lay on the ground screaming, but shrapnel from a second salvo ripped off half of his shoulder.

Meanwhile, outside the South Gate.

Under the cover of the fierce fighting at the East Gate, the U.S. Second Battalion quietly approached the South City Wall.

"Fortunately, Commander Alex had a backup plan; the Chinese were indeed caught off guard..."

Major Jack, who was leading the team, looked at the distant city walls and felt a surge of pride.

"call out--"

However, before he could finish speaking, a sharp shriek suddenly came from the sky.

The barrage of artillery shells rained down on the densely packed American troops, instantly wiping out a large area.

At that moment, a burst of intense submachine gun fire suddenly erupted from the shadows of the city wall!

"beat!"

Gao Daxing kicked over the disguised thatch, and the M3 "Grease Gun" in his hand spat out flames.

The assault battalion, which had been lying in ambush for a long time, opened fire simultaneously from the breach in the city wall and from behind the ruins. The crossfire network of more than 30 Thompson submachine guns instantly turned the leading American troops into sieves.

"Grenade!"

Park Jung-hee led the veteran South Korean soldiers who had revolted out from the flank, and hundreds of wooden-handled grenades rained down on the enemy.

Amid the explosions, the U.S. 2nd Battalion's flanking formation completely collapsed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gao Daxing led the assault battalion to speed up and charge into the American army's ranks.

"Retreat! Retreat now—!"

Lieutenant Colonel Jack, clutching his bleeding abdomen, crawled backward, only to be knocked to the ground by Gao Daxing's rifle butt.

"Damn it, a sneak attack?"

"The commander expected this all along; I've been waiting for you!"

Gao Daxing stepped on his back, pressed the muzzle of the gun against the back of his head, and said, panting heavily.

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East Gate of the City Wall
The U.S. First Battalion has suffered more than half casualties under the combined onslaught of artillery and anti-aircraft fire.

Colonel Alex's mind was thrown into turmoil as the "weakened enemy" in his binoculars suddenly awoke like a steel behemoth.

on the city wall

"Commander! The American troops are in disarray!"

Yu Congrong pointed at the retreating enemy and shouted.

"Those who can still charge, fix bayonets—counterattack!"

"Let's wipe out this airborne regiment!"

Wu Wanli drew his signal flare, the crimson bullet slicing through the sky, and roared.

"Drip drip drip drip drip drip—"

Before long, the unique bugle call of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army rang out with a resounding force!

The gates of Lizhou City burst open with a roar. Wu Wanli gritted his teeth and endured his exhaustion, carrying a submachine gun and leading the soldiers of the 7th Steel Regiment towards the American airborne regiment outside the city.

(End of this chapter)