Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 272 Wu Wanli enters the game himself, winning half a move against fate!
In the First Official Residence on a large island in southeastern China

"Darling, why aren't you asleep yet? It's so late."

Are you still thinking about the Battle of Incheon?

A lady gently patted Chiang Kai-shek on the back, offering words of comfort.

"Wangzai Dumplings! (I'm sleeping!)"

Upon hearing this, Chiang Kai-shek immediately closed his eyes and stubbornly retorted in his Fenghua accent.

“Darling, I saw it all. Your eyes were open just now.”

"Could it be that the strength of the mainland's army is keeping you up at night?"

The noblewoman sighed and said.

“Merlin, when they were fighting back and forth with the US military on the Korean Peninsula, I wasn’t worried, and I was even a little relieved.”

"After all, this proves that the Kuomintang's army was able to hold out for so long back then, which shows that its combat effectiveness was already quite good."

"The fault lies not in my weakness, but in their strength."

"But no matter how strong they were before, it was ultimately only their army that was strong."

"But now they've managed to annihilate the entire American fleet and capture America's top-tier aircraft carriers and battleships. That's what worries me the most..."

"I don't understand, is it a battle between thousand-ton gunboats and ten-thousand-ton cruisers!"

"The US clearly had the advantage, yet it still lost!"

"Moreover, Mao Qiwu had already inquired and found out that the Soviet Union had already provided aid to the mainland for the production line of MiG fighter jets."

"Once they annihilate the U.S. Army's 1st Infantry Division, this production line will be given to them free of charge."

"Once the disadvantages in the sea and air are caught up, the hope of the Party and the State returning to the mainland will be even more remote, and there is even a crisis of collapse..."

Old Jiang sighed, his eyes filled with worry as he spoke.

“Darling, I don’t think we need to worry too much.”

"Didn't Japan gain a temporary advantage when it attacked Zhengang before?"

"They even gained the upper hand at one point in the Pacific War, but what was the result?"

"When the two countries are not on the same level, it is extremely difficult to achieve a real victory."

The lady thought for a moment and then offered words of comfort.

"I understand everything you're saying."

"But if they keep winning by too many points against the US military, the Soviet Union will continue to provide free aid to the mainland in order to suppress the US's national interests!"

"If they keep fighting like this, they will become stronger and more advanced with each battle."

"What we most want to see is a fierce battle between the mainland and the United States, but one that doesn't reach the point where the Soviet Union can invest heavily without compensation."

"Only in this way will both sides become weaker and weaker as they fight!"

After thinking for a moment, Chiang Kai-shek said with piercing eyes.

"both sides?"

"Darling, do you hope that America will also decline a little?"

The noblewoman sensed the unspoken meaning and asked, speculatingly.

"The Americans are always trying to interfere in the island's affairs. What kind of real Western-style democracy are they talking about!"

"But I can see clearly that they just see my stronghold as an impenetrable fortress and can't be used to fight against them!"

"If this kind of Western-style democracy is really implemented, it will be a democracy that completely turns us into America's dogs!"

"I may not understand other things, but I always remember that I am also Chinese!"

"Unite sincerely, prosper the Party and the country, and live up to the late Premier's last wishes!"

Old Jiang took a deep breath and said stubbornly.

In his own heart, he always believed that he was a hero like Xiang Yu, only he had crossed the Wujiang River.

In reality, however, he is not worthy of being compared to Xiang Yu.

"Darling, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

The lady massaged Old Jiang's shoulders and said softly.

"Merlin, do you think I'll be able to return to my homeland, to Fenghua in eastern Zhejiang, before I die?"

"Could it be... that I'll end up dying without a proper burial?"

Chiang Kai-shek looked towards his homeland in China with his cloudy eyes and said in a slightly trembling voice.

"It will get better, it will get better..."

"Even if Wu Wanli were truly the reincarnation of Han Xin, it would be impossible for him to hold off the main force of the US Army's 1st Division with only one or two thousand elite troops, would it?"

"Moreover, from Chosin Reservoir to now, almost all the miraculous victories owe their great credit to Wu Wanli and his elite troops."

"Once the U.S. 1st Infantry Division captures Incheon and annihilates him and his elite troops, the battlefield situation will be different."

"After all, I heard that the United States is still sending more army, navy and air force troops to support North Korea, so there is still a fight ahead."

"Perhaps it really will turn out the way you hope, Darling: there will be no more miraculous victories on the mainland, and the Soviet Union will stop providing aid. Let them both slowly weaken together."

The lady smiled slightly and offered words of comfort.

He didn't know much about military affairs, but he knew what words would best comfort Chiang Kai-shek.

"Then let's hope that Wu Wanli dies soon."

"I can't rest easy until he's dead..."

Upon hearing this, Chiang Kai-shek murmured something.

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Incheon Garrison Command

"Wanli, good news!"

"A reply came from home that a plan for resettling the wounded and disabled soldiers of the 7th Steel Regiment, including the 541st Regiment, has been agreed upon!"

"Wu Siyi will serve as the director of the newly established Seventh Military Industrial Plant!"

"In addition, a large number of returning soldiers from the Seventh Steel Regiment will be assigned to the deputy factory director, various directors, and workers."

"Even a soldier who lost an arm can stand guard at the factory gate!"

"Moreover, they were all assigned based on their genuine military merits from the Seventh Steel Regiment, and no one complained!"

Liu Hanqing handed a telegram to Wu Wanli and said.

"OK……"

"With the motherland treating its heroes so well, the frontline soldiers will fight even harder for the country!"

"They sacrificed their lives for the country and the people, and they truly deserve a good outcome!"

"What does that military industrial branch factory do?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli's eyes lit up, and he immediately spoke.

"It refers to the MiG fighter jet production line and related supporting military factories provided by the Soviet Union."

"A large number of technical experts and skilled workers have already been assembled inside, so it won't be difficult for the comrades from the Seventh Steel Regiment who have returned from abroad to start production!"

Liu Hanqing said.

"That's great! These kids can still get decent jobs when they go back, and continue to contribute to the country!"

"The soldiers will be greatly encouraged when they find out!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Gong took a puff of his pipe and praised him.

"They distributed land first, and now they're distributing jobs; no comrade has been forgotten..."

Pinghe, upon hearing this, also spoke with some emotion.

"In the blink of an eye, Wu Siyi has become the director of a military industrial branch factory!"

"If our regimental commander returns to China, won't he become a high-ranking leader?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong immediately smiled and said...

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? We don't even know if we'll make it back alive."

"At least there's a problem right in front of me!"

"Hanqing, give everyone the latest battle intelligence."

Wu Wanli waved his hand and said.

"Yes!"

"Based on the situation in Seoul and intelligence from special agents, the U.S. 1st Incheon Division has turned its attention to Incheon!"

"The U.S. Army's 1st Division still has nearly 10,000 elite troops, and its main artillery and armored forces are still intact, making it quite powerful!"

"However, because we captured Incheon and cut off their supply lines, they lacked sufficient ammunition and fuel for prolonged operations, which was their weakness!"

"And we received a large amount of fuel supplies and weapons and ammunition from Incheon!"

"The captured artillery and anti-aircraft guns are enough to rebuild the Songyueshan artillery cluster like before!"

"However, there is also bad news: it seems that the United States is mobilizing and sending new army, navy and air force troops here."

"In other words, once they retake Incheon, these reinforcements may land directly there."

"If we lose, our 100,000-strong army may still be at risk of being severely damaged!"

"But as long as we win and withdraw, our subsequent troops should arrive soon, and the situation will improve significantly!"

Liu Hanqing reported.

"To be more specific, how long will their ammunition last?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli's expression instantly turned serious, and he lit a cigar and asked.

"Based on intelligence and the General Staff's projections, given the US military's full-scale firepower approach, it will likely take about 48 hours."

"Of course, if the US military is careful with its firepower, then it's impossible to predict."

Liu Hanqing said.

"They won't hold back and slowly wear us down; the U.S. 1st Infantry Division is definitely more anxious than we are right now."

How many soldiers are left in our Seventh Steel Regiment?

Wu Wanli asked.

"Aside from Lei Gong's artillery battalion, there are only 1,800 soldiers who can be directly deployed to the front lines!"

"Oh right, Wanli, your guard company still has dozens of soldiers."

Liu Hanqing sighed and said.

"A reinforced regiment has now been transformed into the core regiment of Commander Li Yunlong back in the day..."

"Nearly two thousand soldiers against nearly ten thousand elite American troops—a force disparity of one to five—it's going to be tough!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Gong's eyes flashed with a hint of seriousness, and he took a puff of his pipe before speaking.

"No matter how difficult it is, we must fight!"

"We, the Seventh Steel Regiment, do not believe that there are any tasks that cannot be completed, any difficulties that cannot be overcome, or any enemies that cannot be defeated!"

"All personnel, listen to my command! I hereby make the following arrangements!"

Wu Wanli threw down his cigar and shouted loudly.

In an instant, all the core members of the Seventh Steel Regiment stood up.

"Pinghe, you will lead the reconnaissance battalion to guard the outer defense line of Incheon!"

"I'll give you plenty of submachine guns, machine guns, mortars, and bazookas. Fire away! Use all the ammunition you want!"

"After holding out in the early stages, I will order you to move into Incheon city and fight a series of urban battles against the American forces!"

"Yu Congrong and Gao Daxing, you continue to repair the tunnels and fortifications in Songyue Mountain, and prepare to defend it to the death!"

"Lei Gong, set up the artillery cluster and air defense system on Songyue Mountain!"

"In addition, prepare a large amount of fuel and incendiary bombs at Songaksan."

"My entire command staff and I also moved to Songyue Mountain, and we all went there openly and honestly!"

Wu Wanli said.

"Wanli, wouldn't it be a little inappropriate to have a completely open and aboveboard past?"

"The US military might still have some remaining spies in Incheon, and they'll definitely find out by then."

Upon hearing this, Liu Hanqing whispered a reminder.

"That's exactly what we want them to know!"

"Do you think the US military's victory at Incheon is as simple as it seems?"

"Taking Incheon is at least a military necessity!"

"And I, the 'culprit' who caused the destruction of the US fleet and the capture of the aircraft carrier Enterprise and the battleship Missouri, will definitely be taken down by them as well."

Wu Wanli took a deep breath and said.

"Fuel, incendiary bombs, and Wanli, you personally went to Songyue Mountain..."

"You are to engage in the final battle against the U.S. Army 1st Infantry Division at Songgak Mountain!"

"Our defensive forces, along with our fortifications and terrain, are insufficient to truly defeat the US military."

"unless……"

"A massive fire that engulfed the entire mountain range!"

"Wanli, you even used yourself as bait and threw yourself in?!"

As Liu Hanqing spoke, his eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Wu Wanli and shouted.

"Only by getting involved can you gain a decisive advantage over fate..."

A resolute glint flashed in Wu Wanli's eyes as he spoke with boundless pride.

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong and the others were all shocked.

He went through hardships and faced life-or-death situations with Wu Wanli and his men, but he never backed down!

The 7th Steel Regiment was always the sharpest steel knife of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, always piercing the heart of the American forces at the most critical positions.

"Wanli, you don't need to put too much pressure on yourself, making it hard for you to breathe."

"Ding Wei's 12th Army can also join us in annihilating the US 1st Infantry Division!"

"Why gamble with your life..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Hanqing said in a low voice.

"Hanqing, although the Seventh Steel Regiment has won one victory after another, I have not forgotten the true strength of the US military."

"Look at the battle reports from Seoul. Commander Ding Wei's 12th Army and the US Army's 1st Division have been fighting near Seoul for so long. What are the results?"

"Nearly four thousand casualties on our own, but one thousand American soldiers were annihilated!"

"The fighting strength of the 7th Steel Regiment was built by bringing together the most elite junior officers and the most powerful and sophisticated firepower of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army!"

"A veteran sergeant in other armies might just be a regular soldier here!"

"We cannot expect all armies to be like the American-equipped 7th Steel Regiment."

"With Type 38 rifles, there aren't even enough bullets to go around. Mortars are all heavy firepower at the division level. This is the norm."

Wu Wanli sighed and said.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

To be honest, if it weren't for Commander Wu Wanli, who had the ability to unlock the entire map, the 7th Steel Regiment, even with its elite American-equipped troops, wouldn't have achieved the same results as before.

We shouldn't take Wu Wanli's repeated victories for granted.

Every single time was fraught with danger and involved a fierce battle.

Take the Air Force for example; Wu Wanli has never been refused air support when he needed it.

But what about the other armies?
Some may never have received even one air support!
Ammunition is the same; not everyone can fight a war with plenty of supplies. Not having enough food was the norm for the Chinese People's Volunteer Army.

"Wanli, let me give you one last reminder."

"The Songaksan Mountain engulfed in flames is not the same Songaksan Mountain as before!"

"With the fire spreading like wildfire, there are likely to be people in the Seventh Steel Regiment who won't be able to escape."

Liu Hanqing remained silent for a long time before speaking.

"Eh……"

"By the time we retreat at the end, there probably won't be that many people left, and they'll be able to escape."

"I, Wu Wanli, will be the last one to leave."

After struggling for a moment, Wu Wanli pointed out.

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a pang of pain in their hearts, but they all knew that what Wu Wanli said was true.

"I, Wu Wanli, am not like some generals in the National Revolutionary Army who, despite possessing elite troops, only think about preserving their strength."

"Having enjoyed the best elite troops, weapons, ammunition, and air support, they should shoulder heavy responsibilities!"

"After this battle, the MiG fighter jet production line that we received for free should also start producing fighter jets to supplement the Chinese Air Force."

"At that time, we might not have to fight so hard."

"Report the plan to Zhisi, and everyone go and implement it."

Wu Wanli waved his hand and gave the order.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the core members of the Seventh Steel Regiment quickly agreed.

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Seoul, the location of the cultural troupe
When An Changsen, director of the political department of the 12th Army, stepped onto the icy steps and entered the temporary rehearsal room, he saw his daughter, Anjing, mending a military uniform with worn-out cuffs.

A few pieces of coal ash were half-extinguished in the charcoal brazier. The girl's fingers, blue with cold, were gripping the needle and thread. Hearing footsteps, she suddenly looked up, and the needle pricked her fingertip, leaving a red dot.

"Dad! You're here!"

Anjing looked up and saw An Changsen. She was slightly taken aback at first, then felt a surge of joy and hurriedly put her finger in her mouth.

"Old Zhang from the cookhouse secretly saved some roasted potatoes for me, they're still warm..."

As if remembering something, she took out an oil paper package from her pocket and handed it to An Changsen.

An Changsen didn't take the potato, but looked at his daughter's hand instead.

Her slender, jade-like hands were cracked and bleeding from frostbite, and her palms had calluses from practicing the accordion.

"Wasn't the quota for cotton-padded coats for the cultural troupe increased?"

He asked, his throat tightening.

“I gave some to the wounded; they still don’t have enough.”

"You have a sensitive stomach, so don't always eat fried noodle soup..."

Anjing withdrew her hand and shoved the potato into her father's pocket. Before she could finish speaking, An Changsen dragged her to the charcoal brazier.

"You're always thinking about others, but you don't take care of yourself."

"Back at the Ji'an train station, you gave your scarf and cotton-padded coat to that kid named Wu Wanli, right?"

"I ended up getting chilled and had a high fever all night!"

"Eh…………"

An Changsen sighed and took a warm saline solution bottle from his pocket and handed it to her.

The fire crackled and popped, and the two men fell silent for a few seconds. "Dad... how are Comrade Wu Wanli and the others doing now?"

"Is Incheon...very dangerous?"

Anjing clutched her clothes, her fingertips trembling slightly, and finally couldn't help but look up and ask with concern.

An Changsen was unscrewing the kettle lid when he heard this and paused. He glanced at his daughter's reddened ear tips and tightly pursed lips and guessed what was going on.

"We just received a report from the headquarters that the 7th Steel Regiment has built a defensive line in Incheon, and Wu Wanli will continue to be in command."

"Although the 1st Division of the U.S. Army has strong firepower, it is short of supplies and is unlikely to come out on top."

An Changsen said.

"But I heard that the U.S. Army's 1st Division has a lot of troops. The 7th Steel Regiment probably suffered heavy losses and doesn't have enough troops left."

Anjing's voice trembled slightly with anxiety, but she quickly suppressed it. The more she spoke, the more flustered she became, completely unaware that the flesh on her thigh was turning red from being pinched.

"You're the one worrying about him first. Your father just finished fighting the battle to defend Seoul, but I didn't see you worrying about him."

"Quiet, tell Dad the truth—is it about that kid...?"

Upon hearing this, An Changsen felt a pang of jealousy, as if his own cabbage had been trampled on, and couldn't help but ask.

"I……"

"I'm just... I'm just afraid that he'll suddenly die like the sisters from the cultural troupe who died at Ji'an Station..."

"Once they've sacrificed themselves, we'll never see them again..."

An Jing's face suddenly flushed red. She clutched the hem of her cotton coat and stammered for a long time.

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes welled up with tears.

An Changsen shook his head and chuckled, pulling An Jing's thin collar up for her, thinking to himself, "Just as I thought."

“Your mother looked just like this when she sent me to the front lines.”

"Later, every time I charged into battle, I carried the amulet she had sewn with me."

“But Wu Wanli is different. He’s a wolf that bites into tough bones. You might not be able to tether him.”

"Moreover, he's too dazzling and so young. I bet many leaders are eyeing this son-in-law."

"Putting aside others, Chief Xiao Zhenhua must have been ecstatic when he saw Wu Wanli annihilate the entire US military fleet and seize the aircraft carrier and battleship."

"They probably couldn't be happier if Wu Wanli married their only daughter!"

"There is another problem. Although he fought so desperately and made great contributions, and his future was bright, he did not achieve any great success."

"As a soldier, I admire him!"

“But if you are already completely devoted to him now, as your father, I don’t really want that.”

“If he really sacrificed himself, you can’t just…”

He paused, then his tone suddenly turned serious.

"Then I won't get married!"

Quietly biting her lower lip, she whispered.

"Nonsense!"

"Do you think I'm joking with you?!"

"He is currently holding off nearly 10,000 elite American troops in Incheon, and he probably only has about 2,000 soldiers under his command."

"You're not even married yet, you have no official status, and you're already thinking about remaining a widow for him for the rest of your life?"

Upon hearing this, An Changsen stood up in anger and glared at An Jing, cursing her.

"dad!"

"You're a military political commissar, how can you have such thoughts!"

"Should a revolutionary partner be someone who is timid and unwilling to fight for their country, a son of a soldier from the rear?"

"Or should we only admire Comrade Wu Wanli's success as a young hero, while disliking the life-and-death dangers he faced while fighting for the country?"

"Is this how much Mom likes you?"

"Dad, you always taught us soldiers to be upright and honest."

"Anyway, there's no one else here, just my daughter and me, so I'll speak frankly now."

"I admire Comrade Wu Wanli, not Comrade Wu Wanli in any particular position or with any particular achievement..."

"Even if he's just a lowly soldier now, and tomorrow he'll be carrying a bomb to blow up a bunker, I'd still like it."

I like him!

"I've liked him ever since the day he sang 'The Song of the Chinese People's Volunteers' at Ji'an Railway Station!"

"I admire his strategic brilliance and ability to win battles from afar, his fearlessness in the face of death, his willingness to share his medicine with the wounded, and especially the sparkle in his eyes when he talks about the future of the new China..."

"My affection for Wu Wanli is completely open and honest!"

Quietly clenching her teeth, she stood up, sobbing as she spoke.

An Changsen was stunned upon hearing this.

He looked at his daughter, who had been well-behaved since childhood, and was shocked.

He never expected that his usually quiet and reserved daughter would be so infatuated with a man named Wu Wanli.

She stood straight, like a birch tree that refused to bend even in a blizzard.

"Dad, I beg you, please go and save Comrade Wu Wanli, okay?"

"You and Uncle Ding Wei's 12th Army are also very capable fighters. Don't push everything onto Wu Wanli, okay?"

After a long silence, she was surprised by her own behavior. She lowered her head and pleaded softly as if she had returned to her obedient self.

"A daughter is like a tree that grows up and leaves home... Never mind, I won't try to persuade you anymore."

“I can’t make decisions on military operations on my own, but the headquarters will certainly not stand idly by.”

"I will make suggestions based on the overall situation, and expedite the rescue of Comrade Wu Wanli and the others, but not for personal reasons!"

"You also have to promise me that no matter how it ends, you're not allowed to act like that, trying to kill yourself!"

An Changsen turned around, put on his coat, and then turned back to glare at him as he was about to leave.

"I promise!"

"After the war is over... I want to stand before him squarely and ask him the questions!"

"The Xiongnu are gone, can we finally have a home now...?"

Anjing stopped crying and smiled, rushed over and hugged her father before saying...

"Reporting to Chief An, the headquarters is holding an emergency meeting and requests your presence!"

At this moment, a volunteer army communications officer rushed over and said.

"That's perfect, I'll head over right now!"

"Quiet, you're just like your mother, a stubborn girl!"

An Changsen sighed one last time, glanced at his daughter, and then walked outside.

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Volunteer Headquarters

At the head of the long table

"That kid Wu Wanli, he always thinks he's a hero, dreaming of saving the world from collapse!"

"By taking the initiative, you can gain an advantage over fate. What are you talking about with all this fancy talk? You're just going to risk your life again!"

The boss's fingers, gripping the telegram so tightly that his knuckles turned white, sighed.

"This……"

"Boss, although Wanli always risks his life, his plans are indeed very feasible!"

Chief Chen, who was standing nearby, accidentally knocked over his enamel teacup, and tea soaked a corner of the map. After carefully reading and thinking about the telegram, he said...

Ding Wei and the others, who had rushed over, had just sat down when their eyes swept over the urgent battle report, and their breaths suddenly stopped.

"You've come at the perfect time, let me tell you about it!"

"Comrade Wu Wanli's final decision was to build a core position on Songyue Mountain, openly move the command post there, and lure the enemy to attack..."

"And when necessary, proactively ignite pre-set fuel and incendiary bombs, turning Songaksan into a battlefield of flames."

"Use yourselves as bait to annihilate the elite main force of the US First Division in a sea of ​​fire..."

"As for the specifics, see for yourself!"

The boss looked at Ding Wei and the others and introduced them.

"what?!"

"Commander Wu is going to move the command post to Songyue Mountain and use himself as bait?!"

"If this fire spreads, even Commander Wu himself might not be able to escape!"

"No, Commander Wu Kaka can't die!"

"I volunteer to lead the New Eighth Army to the battlefield!"

After reading it, Quan Douguang said anxiously.

"To be honest, I think there's a lot of potential!"

"Boss, this kid's defenses around Incheon are quite sophisticated!"

"Firstly, it can expand the strategic depth and reduce the coverage of US artillery fire."

"Secondly, it can force the US military to fight on multiple fronts, accelerate the consumption of US ammunition, and directly attack its weaknesses."

"Thirdly, it can conceal the original strategic intentions and leave the US military confused."

"Fourthly, we can make the US military lower their guard and, from a conventional military perspective, launch a major attack on Songaksan."

After reading it, Ding Wei was stunned for a long time before he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Don't praise them so soon. These are only 1,800 wounded soldiers, compared to nearly 10,000 fresh American troops..."

"This isn't luring the enemy in; it's driving ourselves into a corner! Are we risking our lives on this one fire?!"

"Wu Wanli is a hero, an ace commander... What a magnificent spirit!"

The boss took a deep breath and said.

He was used to commanding large forces in head-on confrontations and knew all too well the dangers behind this plan.

An Changsen's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

He had just promised his daughter that he would try to save Wu Wanli, but in the blink of an eye, he saw that Wu Wanli was about to walk into a fire pit!
The image of his daughter's quiet, tearful yet unwavering affection flashed through his mind. The immense heartache and the shock of being a professional soldier intertwined, leaving him almost speechless, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times.

"If incendiary bombs and fuel were to burn down the main force of the U.S. Army's 1st Division, it would be a fire that would engulf the entire mountain range!"

"That's too dangerous. Boss, if you don't reject Comrade Wu Wanli's plan, we'll do our best to help!"

An Changsen steadied himself and spoke with concern for Wu Wanli.

"Boss, Wu Wanli understands the difficulty of the whole situation, which is why he is willing to gamble with his own life and take this risky step!"

"This is not recklessness, this is... an unwavering and resolute sense of responsibility!"

"He's trying to plunge his sharpest steel blade into the enemy's heart and then set it ablaze!"

"Use the least possible cost of our own troops to wipe out a fierce and powerful American force!"

"So my suggestion is to grant Comrade Wu Wanli's request and do it his way."

"The deployment is probably almost complete by now, so we shouldn't disrupt his plans."

The shock in Chief Chen's eyes finally turned into a sharp glint, and he spoke up for Wu Wanli.

"That's right!"

"Commander Wu's plan is extremely dangerous, but... there is no other choice!"

"He's not going to wait to die; he's going to fight for that one last chance to annihilate the enemy and turn the tide!"

"In this game, Commander Wu has staked everything on Kaka!"

"Ruthless! Decisive! And brilliant!"

After Lin Zhengshun made some calculations, he felt even more admiration for Wu Wanli and immediately echoed his opinion.

"So everyone agrees to play like this?"

The boss scanned the crowd and finally asked a question.

A brief silence once again enveloped the command center.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the expressions of the commanders were complex and solemn.

They were shocked by Wu Wanli's fearless deployment and admired his comprehensive strategy and unwavering determination.

However, despite the good plan, everyone was still somewhat worried about the safety of the Seventh Steel Regiment.

"Although the plan was on the brink of life and death, it directly addressed the core issues."

"If the US First Division is trapped in this inferno, it will surely suffer a crushing defeat!"

"I take back what I just said... I agree to implement it!"

An Changsen uttered these words with difficulty, each word weighing as heavy as a thousand pounds.

This not only represents his approval of the military plan, but also signifies his realization of the cruel yet noble fate that his daughter admires in this young commander.

"Great! Approval will be granted immediately!"

"Ding Wei, An Changsen, you will lead the 12th Army to launch a fierce attack on the rear of the US 1st Division, and send Wu Wanli to tie down some of the troops."

"The remaining troops will remain in Seoul to rest and recuperate!"

"Also, tell Wu Wanli that Zhisi fully supports him and tells him to fight without hesitation!"

"If we win this battle, the army's retreat will be completely clear, and the Fourth Campaign will come to a perfect end!"

The boss's gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on the telegram, and he gave the order in a firm tone.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately agreed.

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Outside Incheon, the headquarters of the U.S. Army's 1st Division
"Sir, our main force has arrived outside Incheon City and is ready to launch a fierce attack at any time!"

"According to the reconnaissance, the Chinese army has actually divided its forces into two locations: Songaksan and the outer defense line of Incheon!"

"They dare to divide up such a small force? It's laughable!"

"There's also intelligence from our agents: that Chinese man named Wu Wanli has moved his command post to Songyue Mountain."

"Given the current situation, what's our strategy?"

The chief of staff of the U.S. Army's 1st Division said.

"Sir, the President specifically requested that this Chinese man named Wu Wanli be captured or killed!"

"Since he's on Songaksan Mountain, let's make Songaksan Mountain our main target."

"Anyway, the Chinese army's artillery clusters are definitely there, in the highest point of Incheon."

"If we capture it, we'll have won the Battle of Incheon!"

Upon hearing this, Brigade Commander Carter immediately offered his suggestion.

"Sir, we must not let our guard down!"

"Back then, we concentrated our forces to launch a fierce attack on Songyue Mountain, and what was the result?"

"Although we captured it, the losses were enormous!"

Upon hearing this, Brigade Commander Harrison immediately spoke up.

"This time is different, Harrison!"

“Our main target was Seoul before, so we fought hesitantly and didn’t dare to go all out.”

"This time, I plan to have the supporting air force launch a full-scale attack on Songyue Mountain. No matter the cost, we must destroy their artillery!"

"At the same time, Carter, you lead the main force of the army to launch a fierce attack on the Songyue Mountain defense line, making them think we are going to fight to the death!"

"While attacking, send out scouts to find the entrances to their tunnels, or report the location of the tunnels when the attacking troops are ambushed by them."

"Having figured out the location of some of the tunnels, we can send several elite squads to storm through the tunnels and reach the Chinese army's tree-fortified command post!"

"As long as one elite force can successfully reach Tree Fortress, this battle is won!"

Lieutenant General Thomas's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent as he spoke.

"Sir, you've drawn on... the experience gained from the Chinese army's capture of Songyue Mountain, where Miller's brigade was stationed?"

Upon hearing this, Harrison immediately guessed the answer.

"That's right!"

"But I've also made improvements to my playing style!"

"They simply used tunnels to catch us off guard and win."

"My strategy is to launch a fierce air attack on the Songaksan artillery positions, while the main force on the periphery launches a frontal assault on the Songaksan positions, and then send several elite squads to storm Songaksan!"

"Under the combined attack of the three powers, by the time the Chinese military reacted, it was already too late!"

Lieutenant General Thomas smiled slightly and said excitedly.

"Sir, should we attack the defenses in Incheon city?"

Upon hearing this, Brigade Commander Carter asked.

"Fight! Of course we must fight!"

"We must tie down their troops on the outer defense line of Incheon. The fewer troops they have on Songak Mountain, the easier it will be for us to succeed!"

"What's more, we're going to annihilate the entire Chinese 7th Steel Regiment, we can't let any of them escape!"

"Lieutenant General Thomas said."

“Sir, there’s another problem. We need to set up defenses in the rear in advance, since the Chinese troops in Seoul might suddenly come to support us.”

Harrison nodded slightly upon hearing this and offered his opinion.

"No problem! I had that in mind too."

"However, not all Chinese troops have the firepower of the 7th Iron Regiment."

"I only need to leave one battalion to hold off those Seoul troops who don't even have large-caliber artillery!"

"That's what Lieutenant General Thomas said."

"Sir, in such a narrow tunnel, if the Chinese army happens to be defending and kills the men in front of us, wouldn't that block our advance?"

The chief of staff of the U.S. Army's 1st Division suddenly thought of this question and said...

"Have the second person use a bomb to blow up the passage!"

"We were fighting to win, we can't do this!"

"But right now we're fighting for our lives, and for the greater good!"

"Do as I said, launch the general offensive in one hour!"

"We will win this battle!"

Lieutenant General Thomas clenched his fist and gave a loud order.

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the command post quickly responded.

(End of this chapter)