Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 275 Wu Wanli captures an American lieutenant general! A resounding victory!

Outside Songyue Mountain, the temporary command post of the US 4th Brigade.

The static crackling of the radio was suddenly broken by a rapid, almost distorted sound.

"Sir! The outer defense line of Rendong Village has collapsed!"

"Chinese planes have torn apart our artillery positions and firing points! We're trapped inside the town, and we can only hold out for two more hours at most!"

After the U.S. military communications officer finished speaking, the call abruptly ended, leaving only a suffocating busy tone.

"Damn it! Rendongli is doomed!"

Brigadier General Harrison's face turned ashen. He ripped off his headphones and slammed them on the table, roaring angrily.

After he finished speaking, he turned around abruptly, almost bumping into Major Smith, the operations staff officer who rushed in.

"Brigade Commander! We've just received direct orders from Lieutenant General Thomas!"

Smith's face was still filled with terror as he hurriedly handed over the telegram.

"Read!"

Harrison frowned and said with slight displeasure.

"Brigade Commander Harrison: Rendongli is in imminent danger, and the entire division's retreat route is on the verge of being cut off."

"Your unit is hereby ordered to launch a full-speed attack on Songaksan from both the tunnels and the front, at all costs and with no reservations!"

"Destroy the enemy command post, capture Songaksan Mountain to achieve a great victory in Incheon, and open up the sea route!"

"This battle concerns the survival of the entire division! Execute immediately!"

The chief of staff of the 4th Brigade read out.

The command post was deathly silent, with only the faint sound of artillery fire outside.

Harrison took a deep breath, and the hesitation in his eyes was completely replaced by a crazy determination.

"Sitting here waiting to die is not the style of the U.S. Marine Corps!"

"Did you all hear that?!"

"Songyue Mountain—now! This is the final battlefield!"

He suddenly looked up, his hawk-like gaze sweeping over every stunned staff officer and officer, and said resolutely.

Upon hearing this, the American officers in the command post exchanged glances, all understanding that the time had come to fight to the death like in the Battle of Iwo Jima.

"Pass on my order: everyone in the brigade headquarters who can handle a gun, including you, is to be immediately incorporated into the assault team!"

"Ten minutes from now, I want to see you charging behind the tanks!"

"Let the last main force regiment lead the charge, and the regiment that was decimated by the bombs in front will follow behind!"

"Colonel Cornell! Take all your Mole Commandos and get into those damn tunnels!"

"There is only one objective: the tree fortress of the Chinese People's Volunteers on the mountaintop!"

"Find that bastard Wu Wanli and blow their command post to the sky! Understand?!"

Harrison grabbed his carbine, strode toward the door, and gave the order.

"Yes, Sir!"

"Target Tree Fortress, destroy Wu Wanli's command post!"

Colonel Cornell roared in response, becoming the first to catch up with Harrison.

"Yes, sir!"

"Join the attack together, and we will take Songyue Mountain to the death!"

Other U.S. military officers responded loudly, picked up their weapons, and followed them outside.

"For the dignity of the 1st Marine Division! For the road home!"

"Charge with me! Take that damn mountain!"

Harrison's voice echoed across the wasteland. He was the first to leap onto a half-track, gun pointed directly at the mountaintop.

The armored vehicles roared in their death throes as the remaining elite troops of the US 6th Brigade, following their brigade commander, surged toward the life-devouring hillside.

Tunnel entrance

Colonel Cornell gave the submachine gun magazine a final check, took a deep breath, and suppressed his unease.

"Young men, go down! Go to the center of hell and send that Wu Wanli down first! Let's go!"

Colonel Cornell made an attack gesture and growled in a low voice.

The shadowy figures of the US commandos silently and swiftly burrowed deep into the ground.

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Songyue Mountain, inside the Shubao Command Post
"Wanli, it's Commander Ding Wei calling!"

"He said he was grateful for your command of the air force to provide support at the most critical moment, annihilating the artillery positions in Rendongli, which allowed them to successfully capture the outer positions of Rendongli!"

"The U.S. military no longer has enough troops to support Indong-ri, so it can only send all its air force to bombard and hinder the 12th Army's offensive."

"The 12th Army will need another two hours to break through Rendongli. I suggest we hold our ground and wait for reinforcements!"

Liu Hanqing handed the telegram to Wu Wanli and said.

"The suggestion is good, but the US military is unlikely to give us that time."

"Now, Lei Gong's artillery positions have been destroyed by the US Air Force."

"Even if we fight to the death, we can't withstand the relentless attack of the US 6th Brigade."

"How's the thing I asked them to prepare in advance going?"

Wu Wanli looked at the battle map and asked.

"Everything is ready. There are dry, flammable tree branches all over Songyue Mountain, and they've all been soaked in gasoline!"

"The US military has only two hours left to launch a fierce attack, so they probably won't have time to observe carefully."

Liu Hanqing said.

"Then proceed according to the original plan. Tell Yu Congrong and Gao Daxing to resist step by step along the river defense, the mountainside defense line, and all the way to the Shubao defense line!"

"Before each retreat, bombs and traps were planted in the nearby tunnels leading up to the position, in concealed locations within the position."

"Until the American troops finally reached the tree bunker, they rolled the gasoline drums down, the mortars fired incendiary bombs, and then they could evacuate through the hidden tunnels behind!"

"At the same time, have our fighter jets circle around and drop white phosphorus incendiary bombs, turning the entire mountain into a sea of ​​fire!"

"I will use a fire to completely bury the U.S. Army 1st Infantry Division!"

Wu Wanli stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the battle map hanging on the wall, and said with great pride.

"Yes!"

Liu Hanqing said.

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At the foot of Songyue Mountain.

Not long after, Harrison, commander of the U.S. Sixth Brigade, personally led the vanguard regiment in a strong attack.

Ten Sherman tanks roared as they rolled over the muddy tidal flats, their tracks kicking up murky waves of mud.

Armored vehicles followed closely behind, their heavy machine guns firing wildly at the riverbank. Bullets pelted the sandbag fortifications like a deluge, sending up clouds of dust.

Meanwhile, the US infantry, in order to accelerate their crossing of the river, boarded rubber boats and rushed towards the opposite bank.

"coming!!!"

"Detonate the mine!"

After observing the movements of the US military through his binoculars, Gao Daxing decisively gave the order.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

A series of muffled explosions resounded from the bottom of the river, instantly detonating a chain of mines.

The three transport ships at the forefront were torn to pieces, and burning gasoline spread a crimson carpet of fire on the water's surface. Dozens of American soldiers sank to the bottom of the river amidst their screams.

Two tanks attempting to wade through the water struck a mine, their tracks broke off, and they became sitting ducks on the shallows.

"Good job!"

"Heavy machine guns, suppress the infantry!"

Seeing this, Gao Daxing smiled and gave the order.

"Thump thump thump thump thump..."

The twelve Maxim machine guns in the bunker suddenly roared, their crossfire sweeping across the river like the Grim Reaper's scythe.

American infantrymen on the rubber boats fell in droves, their blood staining the river red, their corpses floating on the waves.

Although tank artillery fire continued to bombard the bunker, the fortifications reinforced with sandbags and logs withstood several rounds of direct fire.

Five U.S. tanks broke through the minefield and rushed onto the riverbank. The first U.S. infantrymen who landed huddled behind steel shields as they advanced.

"Anti-tank team, move out!"

A cold glint flashed in Gao Daxing's eyes, and he roared loudly.

Soon, groups of volunteer soldiers, carrying anti-tank mines, crawled out from the flank trenches.

The first group of volunteer soldiers was unlucky; they were mowed down by tank machine guns as soon as they jumped up.

The second group of Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers risked their lives to rush to an American tank and stuff the mine body into the gap between the tracks.

"boom!"

With a deafening explosion, the turret of the US tank tilted precariously amidst the flames.

The last volunteer soldier, covered in blood, gritted his teeth and crawled toward the leading command tank.

American infantry bullets burst into blood on his back, but he still roared and pulled the fuse, perishing together with the tank chassis.

In addition to these Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers, there were also some who used bazookas and explosive charges, which destroyed several American tanks.

Meanwhile, U.S. engineers, under the cover of fire, attempted to repair the makeshift pontoon bridge.

"Sniper, sapper!"

Gao Daxing saw this and immediately gave the order.

The lurking Chinese People's Volunteer Army sharpshooters fired precise shots, and a large number of American engineers fell one after another.

The heavy firepower on the defensive line continued to roar, inflicting heavy casualties on the American soldiers crossing the river.

"Howitzer barrage!"

"Blow up those Chinese army fortifications!"

Harrison put down his binoculars and roared furiously.

Soon, the order was given, and the US military's concentrated artillery fire quickly covered the riverbank.

"call out------"

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

A series of explosions rang out on the river defense positions, and many assault battalion soldiers were engulfed by the explosions and died on the spot.

Meanwhile, the US troops crossing the river took advantage of the artillery fire suppressing the enemy's firepower on the opposite bank and launched a general assault.

"That's about enough!"

"Alternate cover retreat!"

"Sappers, lay mines according to the regimental commander's plan!"

Seeing that the main force of the US military had been deployed, Gao Daxing decisively gave the order.

"Yes!"

Once the order was given, the assault battalion soldiers immediately began to fight and retreat, withdrawing towards the top of Songyue Mountain.

Meanwhile, the assault battalion's engineering corps quickly infiltrated three hidden tunnel entrances at the foot of the mountain and laid landmines and explosives.

In the main passage, engineers laid a series of pressure-activated mines, which, when triggered, would cause a chain of explosions within a ten-meter radius.

In the ventilation branch, the engineers laid suspended tripwire incendiary mines, with steel wire tripwires connecting them to tanks filled with solidified gasoline.
At the emergency exit, engineers installed 500 kilograms of TNT directional explosives, with the fuses tied to the load-bearing structure of the tunnel entrance, to detonate if the tunnel collapses.

After quickly completing the laying, these engineers followed the assault battalion's retreat and headed towards the top of Songaksan Mountain.

Ultimately, the US 6th Brigade broke through the river defense line at the cost of hundreds of infantrymen killed and eight tanks destroyed.

"Looks like these Chinese people aren't all that great after all!"

"Order Cornell's Mole Commando Team to immediately launch a tunnel assault on Tree Fortress!"

"The rest of the main force, continue the fierce attack upwards, do not stop!"

"We have limited time, we must take Songyue Mountain in one fell swoop!"

Harrison stepped across the cratered embankment and looked at the abandoned fortifications of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army with a cold laugh.

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, the chief of staff of the 4th Brigade of the United States immediately agreed.

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However, inside the tunnel at this moment
Colonel Cornell led his elite commando team into the main tunnel. The moment the vanguard soldier stepped on a pressure-activated mine, a chain of explosions erupted!

"boom----!!!"

Flames carrying shrapnel swept through the narrow tunnel, tearing dozens of American soldiers to shreds on the spot.

The surviving American soldiers, still in shock, triggered a fire mine in the ventilation duct, which poured gasoline down, burning more than a dozen of them to a crisp.

As Cornell led the remaining soldiers toward the emergency exit, the collapsing rock face triggered the load-bearing structure.

"Boom!!!"

Directional explosives blasted the entire tunnel into ruins, with rubble raining down like a storm.

“Damn the Chinese!”

Cornell was thrown away by the blast wave, his face covered in blood as he pushed aside his comrade's corpse and roared.

"Sir, is the Chinese army on alert? Should we continue?"

A U.S. Army lieutenant colonel asked.

"This time, our frontal assault was too slow, giving the Chinese army more time to prepare!"

"And they can't plant bombs everywhere, can they?"

"Wouldn't their tactic of tunneling under our backs to ambush us be rendered useless?"

"I don't believe that with such a small force, they would still want to squander their greatest advantage: the tunnels!"

"continue!"

Colonel Cornell gritted his teeth, roared defiantly, and continued forward.

Upon hearing this, the other U.S. commando soldiers had no choice but to continue following, trembling with fear.

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Outside the defensive positions halfway up Songaksan Mountain, the forward observation post of the 4th Brigade of the United States.
"Fire! Bombard them a few times first, then launch a coordinated attack with infantry and tanks!"

Brigadier General Harrison took a deep breath, waved his hand, and gave the order.

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, the chief of staff of the 4th Brigade of the United States immediately agreed.

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Soon, the US artillery roared devastatingly.

"call out--------"

The dense barrage of shells tore through the air, crashing down like giant iron hammers.

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

The entire hillside position trembled violently, blinding flashes of explosion followed one after another, and smoke engulfed everything in an instant.

Some of the artillery battalion's fortifications collapsed under the relentless bombardment; tree trunks as thick as bowls were easily torn apart, and flying debris and scorching shrapnel ravaged the area like the Grim Reaper's scythe.

Inside the bunker, several volunteer soldiers who had no time to take cover were thrown into the air by the violent shockwave, their limbs mangled.

A heavy machine gun emplacement was hit directly, and the sandbags and the machine gunner behind them instantly turned into a crimson mist of blood and twisted metal.

The roof of the makeshift first aid station's semi-underground bunker was blown off, and after a few short screams, silence fell.

As the artillery fire began to spread, the roar of engines and the screeching of tracks echoed from the foot of the mountain.

Dozens of American-made Sherman tanks rolled over the bombed and ravaged ground, providing cover for the armored personnel carriers and American infantrymen who were charging forward at low angles.

They had clearly learned from their previous mistakes, and their infantry-tank coordination was much closer. The infantry used the tanks' massive bodies as mobile cover, and their firing was extremely cautious and precise.

"I'm coming!"

"Gao Daxing and the others have finished guarding the area, now it's our turn!"

"Fight with momentum as the regimental commander said before retreating. We can't let the American devils realize that our defense is not right and thus discover our ultimate intentions!"

Yu Congrong struggled to climb out of a half-collapsed bunker mound, spitting out the mud and blood in his mouth as he roared.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Zhen and the others immediately agreed.

"Firepower Battalion! Get the hell out of here!"

"Beat them all who are still angry! Don't let them get close!"

Lei Zhen grabbed a blood-stained machine gun and roared at his surroundings.

The surviving volunteer soldiers struggled to their feet from the ruins and shell craters, enduring a continuous barrage of stray bullets and mortar shells, and let out their final shouts.

A dozen or so light and heavy machine guns spat out their last barrages of fire, suppressing the American skirmishers who were trying to break away from the tank cover.

Several Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers carrying bazookas attempted to approach the tank and fire at close range, but were shot down by accurate fire.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several US M3 half-track armored personnel carriers near the front line were accurately hit by bazooka rockets and instantly turned into raging fireballs.

The ammunition inside the vehicle detonated, throwing and setting fire to the American infantrymen hiding behind it.

A series of piercing screams echoed through the American assault troops, briefly halting their momentum.

Lei Zhen's rotary machine gun roared wildly, spraying bullets like water at the exposed infantrymen. An exposed American officer was riddled with bullets on the spot.

But then the US tanks opened fire, silencing another machine gun position.

Under the cover of tanks, the US infantry, relying on their absolute firepower and manpower superiority, gradually pushed forward and eroded the position.

The soldiers of the firepower battalion fought for every inch of ground, engaging in fierce hand-to-hand combat with bayonets, shovels, and even their teeth. One by one, they fell in explosions, taking the enemy with them.

On the front lines, the resistance of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army visibly weakened.

Yu Congrong looked around. The battlefield beneath his feet was soaked in smoke and blood, and most of the fortifications had been reduced to ruins.

The silhouettes of US tanks and subsequent infantry are now clearly visible.

"Enough! Retreat! Retreat to the tree fort on the mountaintop! Quickly!"

"The mines and explosives have been laid in the tunnel. The regimental commander said the American devils might go through there!"

He slapped his thigh hard and gave the order with a pained expression.

The surviving volunteer soldiers gritted their teeth and used the familiar terrain to retreat to the third tree fort defense line on the mountaintop.

Yu Congrong personally covered the rear. He and several demolition experts did not leave immediately, but instead rushed into the depths of several tunnel entrances connecting the mountainside positions.

Their actions were swift and decisive. They quickly buried the prepared explosive charges and landmines in key locations and tunnels, and then set the trigger fuses.

As Yu Congrong finally broke through the pass and sprinted toward the mountaintop, he heard the roars of American soldiers who had captured their positions behind him.

Brigadier General Harrison stood on a tank and used binoculars to confirm the capture of the position halfway up the hill.

"The Chinese army's resistance has waned! They no longer have the manpower to organize a new and strong defense!"

"Order the entire brigade to give the enemy no chance to breathe! Immediately! Right now! Charge up the mountain!"

Harrison roared, his face grim but a glint of excitement in his eyes.

Driven by their officers, the American soldiers regrouped and, under the cover of tanks, charged upwards, preparing to launch a new wave of fierce attacks.

Almost simultaneously, several extremely muffled loud noises came from deep underground!
“Rumble——!!!”

After the violent explosion, the nearby mountains shook violently.

The tunnels, which were filled with explosives, were detonated the moment Colonel Cornell's elite commando team entered them!
The massive shockwave from the explosion raged wildly within the narrow space of the tunnel, completely collapsing entire sections of the passage.

Cornell and his elite mole commando squad perished in the explosion before they could even utter a cry of pain.

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The Shubao Command Post at the summit of Songyue Mountain

"Wanli, we annihilated several hundred American troops on both the river defense and the mountainside defense lines. The fighting was extremely fierce."

"The US military's offensive momentum is also very strong, and they haven't discovered our true intentions."

"The US military currently has about three to four thousand troops left, and they are launching a fierce attack on our tree fortifications!"

Liu Hanqing handed the battle report to Wu Wanli and said.

"Good, everything is proceeding according to plan..."

"Once the American attacking forces get close, the firepower battalion and assault battalion will unleash their full firepower to suppress them!"

"Then have Lei Gong's artillery battalion blast out incendiary bombs with mortars, and throw incendiary grenades wherever they want!"

"The air force is also ready to rush over and drop white phosphorus incendiary bombs, turning this place into a sea of ​​fire!"

"In addition, the main force of the 7th Steel Regiment will retreat down the mountain and then attack the outer defense line of Incheon!"

"That's probably the location of the US Army's 1st Division headquarters. We need to capture their lieutenant general division commander!"

"I've captured many major generals, but this is the first time I've captured a lieutenant general..."

Wu Wanli smiled and gave the order.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Hanqing immediately agreed.

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Near the summit of Songaksan Mountain, outside the last line of defense
Before the general offensive by the US Sixth Brigade, the artillery took the lead in unleashing its power.

Before long, the howitzer and mortar positions of the US 6th Brigade roared deafeningly.

The calibrated trajectory, like a precise whip, lashed fiercely at the last ring of defenses surrounding the tree fortress.

"call out--------"

"BOOM!!! BOOM! BOOM!!!"

A series of dull, explosive sounds, as if striking the chest, rang out one after another.

Some of the sandbag fortifications collapsed like paper under the continuous bombardment, and dust and smoke mixed with broken wood chips and scorching shrapnel formed a deadly thick fog.

Firepower coverage!

This is not a test, but a saturation attack using all available ammunition!

US artillery loaded and fired at maximum speed.

The cannon barrel glowed red-hot, and the scorching heat distorted the surrounding air.

The entire tree fortress shook violently, as if it were about to be flattened at any moment.

As the artillery fire extended, the roar of engines below the mountain merged into one.

A dozen or so surviving Sherman tanks, their tracks grinding against the scorched earth riddled with craters, charged upwards in a wedge formation with heavy metallic scraping.

They were bulky yet agile, with turrets that spun rapidly and main guns and machine guns that spat out deadly fire.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The main guns of the American tanks roared as they fired shells, instantly blowing the target fire point away in the flames of the explosion.

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat..." The dense rain of bullets from the vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun sent tree trunks and wood chips flying around the tree bunker, leaving behind a dense array of bullet holes.

Under the cover of the tanks' steel bodies, large groups of American infantrymen crouched low and advanced in skirmish lines in waves.

They used every crater and every fallen tree trunk as cover, their movements, though weary, revealed a fierce determination to fight to the death.

The sounds of M1 Garand rifles and Thompson submachine guns firing were incessant, accurately targeting any object that dared to peek out.

Smoke grenades were thrown in large numbers, and white and yellow smoke quickly spread across the hillside, turning the battlefield into a foggy hell with extremely low visibility, in conjunction with the lingering smoke from artillery fire.

U.S. engineers followed closely behind, carefully scanning the edge areas that the tanks could not crush with mine detectors.

Flamethrower operators in the US infantry pose an even greater threat; their thick oil hoses are ready to spray at any time, burning any possible concealed firing positions.

"Hold on!!"

"No one is allowed to fire without orders! Let them get close and fire! Let them get close and fire!"

In the command post, Wu Wanli gave the order through the communicator.

Although the newly constructed tree bunker fortifications were sturdy, they began to be damaged under such intense artillery fire and direct tank fire.

The logs supporting the roof groaned under the weight, and dirt fell in clumps.

Outside, muffled explosions and suppressed groans or brief, urgent screams from soldiers could be heard from time to time.

"The US infantry vanguard is less than 200 meters from the first trench! The tanks have entered the gap in the ridge!"

Liu Hanqing strode towards Wu Wanli and said with a stern expression.

"Now! Fire!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he slammed his fist down, roaring into the walkie-talkie.

In an instant, the tree fortress defense line, which had just been deathly silent, erupted!

"Dong dong dong dong dong dong..."

"Da da da da da da..."

A dozen or so heavy machine guns, hidden in various bunkers and fortified positions, roared almost simultaneously, unleashing a dense barrage of bullets that swept wildly at the charging American infantry!

The charging American soldiers felt as if they had crashed into a red-hot iron wall!

Caught off guard, the dozens of American soldiers in the front row shuddered violently and then collapsed to the ground like rag dolls, bursting into clouds of blood in the smoke.

The American soldiers behind them hurriedly lay down or tried to lunge toward the nearest reverse slope.

But the hail of bullets was too dense and too fast, and people were constantly being hit, screaming and tumbling down the hillside.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Thumbs up!"

A large number of Garand rifles and Thompson submachine guns unleashed powerful lethality at close range.

Short bursts of fire accurately targeted exposed tank crews, machine gunners, and officers.

Many American infantrymen who had just gone down and raised their guns to return fire were hit by even faster bullets.

Several volunteer soldiers, carrying bazooka rocket launchers, risked their lives to peek out from their concealed positions on the flank and aim at the tank to fire!
"Whoosh—BOOM!!!"

A flash of light, and the side armor of the US tank's turret was torn open, billowing black smoke.

The ammunition compartment of a tank exploded, instantly turning into a huge fireball, and the flying steel fragments tore apart more than a dozen American soldiers nearby.

Countless black dots flew out from behind the fortifications like hailstones.

The hissing, smoking grenade rolled into the skirmish line of the American soldiers.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of explosions erupted at the smoke-filled forefront, scorching shrapnel sweeping across the scene and eliciting cries of agony.

The Volunteer Army's firepower was too fierce and too sudden!
The US attacking force was like hitting an iron wall, pinned down on the hillside at a distance of about 200 meters, with flesh and blood flying everywhere and casualties increasing instantly.

The suppressed American infantry huddled in fear behind tanks or in shell craters, not daring to raise their heads, and their momentum was abruptly interrupted and contained!
The entire US offensive formation was thrown into brief chaos and stagnation!
The intense firepower of the Tree Fortress defenses drew the full attention of the American forces. No one expected that in a carefully camouflaged depression behind them, rows of mortar barrels would once again be raised.

"Target: The rear edge of the US attack group's central area, covering the reserve force's passageway!"

"High-explosive incendiary bombs! Rapid fire! Fire!"

Lei Gong gripped the command flag and roared fiercely.

A large number of volunteer artillerymen gripped the tail of the shells with both hands, and with a death wish, shoved them into the breech!

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump..."

Within seconds, countless specially painted mortar shells were fired at maximum rate of fire!
The U.S. military was still in disarray from the sudden and fierce firepower that erupted from Tree Fortress, and the whistling sound of falling shells caused some U.S. veterans to change their expressions drastically.

"That sound is wrong! It's not a regular grenade! It's..."

A U.S. veteran noticed something subtle and immediately widened his eyes.

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

The shells did not hit the densest center of the crowd directly, but instead precisely covered the American assembly area behind the lines, as well as the junctions between tanks and infantry!
After the loud bang, instead of the usual black smoke and clouds from an explosion, blinding, scorching orange-red lights shot into the sky!

"Fuck!!!"

"Napalm incendiary bomb!"

Upon seeing this, Brigadier General Harrison shouted in a panic.

After the specially designed projectile shatters, the viscous, demonic-blood-like solidified gasoline inside is ejected and ignites violently upon contact with air!
The flames were not fleeting balls of fire, but rather clung to the ground, tree trunks, armor, and even the bodies of American soldiers like maggots!
"what--!!!"

The screams of American soldiers rang out, and a scene of hell on earth unfolded in an instant!

Several American soldiers who were directly hit instantly turned into screaming, rolling firemen!

The viscous gasoline stuck to my body and burned fiercely, impossible to extinguish!
They rolled on the ground in vain, and the flames instead ignited the surrounding dry grass and low bushes.

The smell of burnt flesh, accompanied by heart-wrenching screams, filled the air, even the smoke couldn't mask it.

The solidified gasoline flowing on the ground formed a winding fire snake, which quickly ignited all the dry ignition materials on Songyue Mountain, including the withered branches and leaves that Wu Wanli had his soldiers soak in gasoline!
The flames spread across the ground at a visible speed, devouring everything in their path like a living thing!
The ammunition pile behind was ignited, triggering a violent secondary explosion!
"Boom! Boom!!"

The shockwave sent American soldiers flying, spewing out even more burning material!
The engine cooling grille of an American tank was stuck together by a ball of burning gasoline, which quickly ignited the interior.

The crew inside the tank tried to climb out in terror, but the thick armor turned into a red-hot iron coffin!

The tracks rolled over the burning area, becoming covered in sticky fuel, turning into two slowly moving lines of fire!

"Help! God!!"

"My eyes! I can't see!"

"Fire! Damn fire! Get away! Get away!"

"Medic! Please! Give me a shot!"

Screams and cries of agony filled the air, and the American attacking formation was completely thrown into chaos!
The vanguard troops, suppressed by the firepower of the tree fortress, were unable to move in front of the trenches and could only watch helplessly as their rear was engulfed in flames. Panic spread like wildfire.

The American soldiers instinctively tried to get away from the flames and squeeze into the relatively safe blind spot of the tree bunker, which only caused greater chaos and trampling.

The flames severed the connection between the reserves and the attacking forces, and for the first time, the shadow of death loomed over this once invincible elite American army with such clarity and terror.

Just as Raigong's mortar group began its second round of rapid firing, another kind of engine roar, even more despairing to the American troops, rang out over Songyue Mountain!
Wang Wei led a squadron of Chinese Air Force fighter jets, like divine warriors, piercing through the thick smoke and clouds!
Inside the Wanli-1 fighter jet
"Report, target area confirmed!"

"US forces have been successfully suppressed in the pre-designated area! The incendiary bombs have ignited effectively!"

Wang Wei pulled the control lever, and his calm voice came through the radio.

"Approval for the final bombing!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli immediately gave the order.

Wang Wei took a deep breath and pressed down the control lever forcefully!

The "Wanli-1" took the lead in entering a dive, with the huge missiles hanging under its wings gleaming with a chilling light, followed closely by the entire Chinese Air Force formation!
"The time has come to avenge our fallen comrades!"

"bomb!!!"

Wang Wei roared into the radio amidst the piercing scream of the swooping descent.

Tsk-!
Countless massive, specially painted bombs detached from the pylons of the various fighter jets and rained down!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bomb did not explode upon impact with the ground, but instead bloomed in mid-air like a demonic flower tens of meters above the ground!

The bomb's outer casing cleverly broke apart, and the countless solidified white phosphorus blocks inside, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, poured densely down the entire hillside!

These yellow, waxy substances will spontaneously combust once exposed to air!

It emitted a blinding incandescent light and crackling sounds!

Unlike napalm bombs, which require an ignition source, they are themselves the most intense source of combustion!

These white phosphorus compounds have extremely high combustion temperatures, exceeding 800 degrees Celsius, and are extremely adhesive!
It will ignite violently immediately upon contact with human skin, clothing, or even metal!
Water cannot extinguish it at all; it will only accelerate its burning and spread!

It will burn through the skin and flesh, and even reach the bone, like a maggot clinging to the bone!

The thick white smoke produced by the combustion contains highly toxic phosphorus pentoxide!
Inhalation can rapidly burn the respiratory tract, causing suffocation and pulmonary edema!
"Zi la——!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

An unprecedented, unbearable scream of pain echoed throughout Songaksan Mountain!
A U.S. soldier's helmet was hit by a piece of white phosphorus and instantly burst into a blazing fireball!

He screamed and threw away his helmet, but in doing so, he tore off his gloves, which were covered in flames, revealing a horrifying sight of his charred and smoking palms.

Another U.S. soldier was hit in the back by a piece of white phosphorus, which burned through his uniform instantly. The white phosphorus adhered directly to his skin and burned intensely, making a sizzling sound and producing white smoke!
He rolled and rubbed himself on the ground in agony, trying to extinguish the fire, but the flames only spread to his entire body!

The smell of burning protein filled the air!

A group of American soldiers hiding in a low-lying area was in even greater danger!
Several pieces of white phosphorus fell among them and exploded, sending sparks flying and instantly igniting more than a dozen people!
They violently collided and slapped each other, trying to extinguish the flames on each other's bodies, but their hands were also covered with burning white phosphorus. The whole scene was like a group of demons struggling in purgatory!
Flames burned fiercely along the gasoline-soaked dead branches, leaves, tree trunks, rocks, and even the grease flowing from the surface of the soil!
The entire hillside, from the foot of the mountain to the outer edge of the tree fortress, was completely transformed into a raging, incandescent sea of ​​fire!

Flames licked at the sky dozens of meters high, thick smoke obscured the sun, and even the sunlight turned into an eerie blood red!
The air is distorted by the high temperature, and inhaling it feels like your lungs are being burned!

The towering ancient pine tree emitted a dying cracking sound, and its branches burned and collapsed like a giant candle!

The rocks were burned so badly they shattered and flew everywhere!

"No! No! No! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat now!"

Brigadier General Harrison witnessed this scene, which was like a hellish descent. All his madness, all his dignity, and all his plans were instantly burned to ashes!

He screamed at the communicator at the top of his lungs, but the communication had already been interrupted by artillery fire and electromagnetic interference.

His adjutant was hit by a white phosphorus bomb and turned into a screaming man of fire, rolling down the hillside.

Harrison's eyes were filled with the deepest, most incurable fear and despair.

Songyue Mountain was no longer a battlefield leading to survival, but a slaughterhouse meticulously prepared for them by Wu Wanli!
The last elite of the U.S. Army's 1st Infantry Division will be completely reduced to charred ashes in minutes!
At the same time as the first wave of white phosphorus fire rained down from the sky, Wu Wanli had already issued a hurried and decisive order to retreat.

The soldiers of the 7th Steel Regiment quickly moved through the dense network of tunnels the moment they completed their final blocking mission.

On a position
"Hurry! Follow me!"

"Not one can be left behind!"

"Hurry up, everyone in the back! Fire's coming!"

Knowing that time was of the essence, the prehistoric warriors were loudly directing their troops to rush toward the passage.

The long battle, commanding and organizing the retreat exhausted his energy.

As he was about to leave, he tripped over a loose, charred rock, lost his balance, and fell onto a pile of rubble.

"puff!"

In an instant, a muffled thud rang out!

A piece of shard, burning with dark red embers and blown away by a shell at some unknown time, suddenly pierced deeply into the prehistoric calf!
The prehistoric creature let out a muffled groan, and large beads of sweat instantly rolled down its forehead, sticking to the dust and sliding into its collar.

The excruciating pain made his vision go black, and his body convulsed involuntarily.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to prop himself up with his hands.

But the fragment deeply embedded in his calf tore at his nerves with every movement, almost causing him to faint.

What's worse, he fell right at the edge of that area of ​​dead branches that had been soaked in gasoline!
The flames spread faster than anyone could have imagined, the orange-red and incandescent tongues greedily licking at everything flammable.

"prehistoric!"

Not far away, Wu Wanli noticed the abnormality almost the instant the prehistoric figure fell to the ground.

"The fire is coming! Commander, don't go! It's dangerous!"

Seeing this, Cheng Gong, who was not far away, quickly reminded him.

"Never abandon, never give up, that's why we are the Seventh Steel Regiment!"

"What's the point of winning so many battles if we abandon our comrades?"

"You all go in first, I'll go rescue them!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Wanli had already rushed back like an arrow released from a bow.

The heat distorted the air, but his speed did not decrease in the slightest.

The thick smoke made him cough violently, but his eyes were fixed on prehistoric times, ignoring the approaching wall of fire.

"Commander! Don't worry about me! Let's go!"

"Lead the comrades and go!"

"I can't move! The fire is too big! It's too late!"

As Shiqian watched Wu Wanli rush towards him against the flow of people, and seeing the towering flames getting closer and closer behind him, tears of despair welled up in his eyes, and he cried out.

Wu Wanli ignored him and rushed to Shiqian's side.

At that moment, the scorching air blew off his hat brim, and he instantly felt a searing pain on the back of his uniform as if it were being burned by flames.

Without uttering a single word, he suddenly turned around and, with astonishing strength and skill, unequivocally swung the equally robust prehistoric creature onto his back.

"hiss!"

The movement aggravated prehistoric's injured leg, and the intense pain made him gasp.

He could then clearly feel Wu Wanli stagger, before bursting into even greater speed.

"Commander! Put me down! You might die!"

"Your comrades are waiting for you! Don't let me drag the entire retreat down with you!"

The prehistoric creature tried to twist its body and shout as if trying to break free.

"Shut up!!"

Wu Wanli suddenly let out a roar, tightly gripping his struggling comrade on his back with both arms, and ran wildly without stopping.

The prehistoric man trembled violently, unable to utter a single word, and tears streamed down his face.

He could feel Wu Wanli's every heavy breath and every muscle tension.

He was deeply shaken by the military spirit etched into his bones, biting his lip hard to suppress a sob.

The world around us seemed to be engulfed by incandescent flames; trees burst and rocks crumbled in the fire.

The soldiers at the entrance of the passage were on tenterhooks, and Yu Congrong reached out his hand to help.

"Commander! Quick! Fire!"

Yu Congrong roared hoarsely.

At the critical moment, a huge wave of fire rapidly approached!

Wu Wanli's eyes were bloodshot, and he unleashed all his remaining potential, carrying the prehistoric creature on his back as he lunged forward!

"Oh!"

The two of them crashed heavily into the ramp leading to the passage. The powerful momentum caused them to tumble a few times before colliding with Yu Congrong.

"Block it!"

Wu Wanli, without even catching his breath, gave the order in a hoarse voice.

Yu Congrong immediately pulled down the heavy fireproof stone gate that had been prepared beforehand, shutting out the hellish flames outside.

The passage was dark, with only the beams of captured flashlights and the heavy breathing of the soldiers who had survived the ordeal.

"Commander, please let me go next time."

Yu Congrong listened to Wu Wanli's heavy breathing and said in a low voice.

"nonsense!"

"Who else could save people this quickly besides me?"

"The plan went perfectly, without any major incidents. The US Sixth Brigade is doomed!"

"Retreat downhill immediately and follow me to blitzkrieg the command post of the U.S. 1st Infantry Division!"

After a brief pause, Wu Wanli gave the order.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong and the others quickly agreed.

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Soon, Wu Wanli led the remaining soldiers to evacuate Songyue Mountain through the tunnel and headed towards the direction of the US Army 1st Division Command Post on the Tianyan Map.

Not far from Songgaksan, inside the headquarters of the U.S. Army's 1st Division

"Sir! It's all over!"

"Harrison's Sixth Brigade was completely wiped out at Songyue Mountain! The Chinese must have made preparations in advance, turning the entire mountain into a hellish inferno with flames!"

The chief of staff of the U.S. Army 1st Division rushed in, shouting hoarsely.

"What did you say!?"

Thomas abruptly overturned his coffee cup, splashing scalding liquid onto the map. His eyes widened in shock, and his face turned deathly pale.

"Fuck!"

"That idiot Harrison!"

"Those were the last elite troops of the 1st Army Division!"

"I want to get on the helicopter! I can't be captured by the Chinese!!"

He kicked the chair away in a rage, grabbed his coat, and ran outside, yelling furiously.

……

Outside the command post, on the helipad

The propellers had started spinning, and the intense gunfire outside was getting closer and closer.

"Damn it, the Chinese army really attacked! Luckily I ran fast!"

Thomas staggered toward the hatch, cursing and swearing.

"boom!"

With a loud explosion, a huge hole was blown open in the nearby fortifications, and more than a dozen groups of Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers rushed in!

Wu Wanli, the leader, rushed forward quickly, followed by Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers who raised their submachine guns and light machine guns, mowing down all the American guards who rushed in from the vicinity.

"Rocket launchers, concentrate! Blow up the helicopter first!!!"

Wu Wanli looked at the helicopter in the distance, waved his hand, and roared.

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong and the others immediately turned their bazookas to aim at the helicopter and launch them.

"call out--------"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three bazooka rockets were fired, instantly destroying the helicopter.

"No!!!"

Lieutenant General Thomas, looking at the steel wreckage that had turned into a raging inferno, knelt on the ground in resentment and roared.

However, his joy was short-lived, as a cold gun barrel was already pressed against his head.

"Lieutenant General Thomas, order the remaining American troops to surrender."

"You know, this is just to reduce casualties; whether you agree or not won't change the outcome of the battle."

"But your own fate is uncertain..."

Wu Wanli looked at Lieutenant General Thomas and said in a cold voice.

"Damn it! I surrender, I surrender!"

"Take the gun away! I want to be treated the way I deserve!"

Lieutenant General Thomas paused for a few seconds, then finally resigned himself to his fate.

He knew Wu Wanli was right; continuing to resist would only increase casualties.

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Meanwhile, on the battlefield of Rendongli

Commander Ding Wei is leading the main force of the 12th Army in a general offensive against the remnants of the American forces that have retreated into the town.

As the bugle sounded, soldiers surged into the streets like a tidal wave. The American troops resisted stubbornly, relying on the ruins of buildings, with bullets flying wildly between the broken walls.

Just as the encirclement was about to be completed, white flags were suddenly raised on the American positions, and groups of American soldiers abandoned their weapons, raised their hands, and came out of their bunkers.

"Commander! The American troops have surrendered!"

The frontline instructor shouted in disbelief.

"Something's not right. The American troops fought so fiercely before, how could they suddenly surrender..."

Ding Wei raised his binoculars and said with a furrowed brow.

"Be wary of feigned surrender. Immediately order your troops to control key roads, disarm them, and then take them into custody!"

An Changsen, standing beside him, nodded and stared intently at the surrendering queue, speaking in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, a volunteer army communications soldier staggered up the earthen slope leading to the command post, the telegram in his hand fluttering in the cold wind.

"Urgent report!"

"On the Songyue Mountain battlefield, Commander Wu Wanli annihilated the entire US Army Sixth Brigade with a sea of ​​fire!"

"Afterwards, Commander Wu Wanli led the main force of the 7th Steel Regiment in a blitzkrieg against the headquarters of the 1st Division of the U.S. Army, capturing Lieutenant General Thomas of the U.S. Army."

"Lieutenant General Thomas ordered all American troops to surrender!"

The volunteer army communications officer reported loudly, panting.

"What!?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Wei's eyes widened immediately, and he snatched the telegram to read it.

Upon hearing this, An Changsen seemed to think he had misheard and hurriedly stepped forward. Their eyes froze as they scanned the telegram.

"The entire vegetation of Songyue Mountain was set ablaze, and the Air Force coordinated by dropping white phosphorus incendiary bombs, and the elite troops of the 6th Brigade of the United States were all burned to death in the sea of ​​fire."

"Wu Wanli led his troops in a surprise attack on the US military command post, captured Lieutenant General Thomas, commander of the US Army's 1st Division, and the remaining enemy forces all surrendered!"

After Ding Wei finished reading the telegram, his knuckles turned white instantly, and you could hear a pin drop inside and outside the command post.

The battle-hardened general took a deep breath and turned to look in the direction of Songaksan Mountain to the northwest.

The firelight turned the night sky crimson, and the thick smoke rising into the sky could still be seen from more than ten miles away.

"To feed the fire with one's own body, to burn the mountain and annihilate the enemy..."

"After accomplishing this feat, there was no complacency. Instead, a blitzkrieg was launched to expand the gains, and a US lieutenant general was captured!"

"That Wu Wanli, he really succeeded!"

An Changsen murmured, his pupils reflecting the distant firelight, which also revealed the shock in his heart.

"Send a telegram to the General Staff immediately!!!"

"The 1st Infantry Division of the U.S. Army has been completely annihilated, and the retreat route for the hundreds of thousands of Chinese and North Korean troops has finally been cleared. Li Yunlong, Kong Jie, and the others can now retreat!"

"Not only that, the Soviet MiG fighter jet production line was also given to us free of charge!"

"Report Comrade Wu Wanli's war achievements in detail. I remember the commander said that he would promote him after the war!"

"I'm a little curious, what kind of promotion will Wu Wanli receive, and how much will the Seventh Steel Regiment be expanded?"

Ding Wei was stunned for a long time before taking a deep breath and suppressing his excitement and shock before giving the order.

(End of this chapter)