Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 284 Wu Wanli liberates Pyeongtaek! Take Suwon, then have breakfast!
North Korea, waters off Pyeongtaek Port, on the aircraft carrier Manri
"All carrier-based aircraft, take off immediately for bombing!"

"Battleships and other gunboats, adjust your gun angles and unleash a devastating barrage!"

"Don't be stingy with ammunition! Without Comrade Wu Wanli and his men, there would be no Chinese Navy today!"

"Even if we have to deplete half of our inventory, we will blast a smooth road for the Seventh Steel Brigade!"

"All transport ships and landing craft, prepare! As soon as the bombing ends, immediately lead the Seventh Steel Brigade ashore for a beach landing!"

Xiao Zhenhua looked at Pingze Port in the distance and gave a loud order.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Li Hongbo quickly agreed.

The order was issued quickly, and the entire Chinese naval fleet seemed to be ignited instantly, turning into a boiling furnace of war!

On the foredeck of a Chinese battleship, inside the iconic 406mm turret, the atmosphere was as heavy as the sea before a storm.

"Target correction complete!"

"High-explosive shell—load immediately!"

The Chinese turret commander swung his arm down and roared in a hoarse voice.

"Yes!"

The Chinese naval soldiers inside responded in unison.

By this time, they were already drenched in sweat, working together in the turret filled with the pungent smell of engine oil and propellant to push a projectile, larger and heavier than an adult strongman, into the bottomless cannon chamber.

Immediately afterwards, bags of propellant were forcefully stuffed into the propellant chamber, each step accompanied by heavy, rough breathing.

The heavy breechblock slammed shut with a resounding clang from the hydraulic system.

These large-caliber naval guns basically all adopt this separate ammunition structure, with the gun and propellant pack separated, which can reduce the impact of recoil on the ship's structure.

[PS: Some useful tips based on my research.]

"Prepare—release!"

The moment the Chinese Navy gunner pulled the firing handle, it wasn't the deafening roar one might expect, but rather a tremendous sense of internal pressure, powerful enough to shatter the soul and tear apart the internal organs, that swept over everyone!

"boom!!!!"

The entire sea surface seemed to have been slammed down by an invisible hand of a god!

The intense flames spewed from the three turrets' nine 406mm cannons instantly illuminated the gray sky!

The ring-shaped shock wave ejected from the muzzle brake spread violently, like a huge vacuum zone that suddenly appeared on the sea surface, creating a wall of turbid water tens of meters high.

The air was violently compressed and then rebounded, crushing and hurling the seawater near the warship!
Inside the turret, the violent vibrations made every Chinese naval soldier tremble like a leaf.

The enormous decibels instantly pierced the eardrum protector, leaving behind a sharp tinnitus.

The cannon barrel, which was just moments ago scorching hot, now hissed and emitted terrifying white smoke upon contact with the cold propellant gases.

The tip of the cannon barrel quickly turned a terrifying golden-red, like a giant piece of red-hot iron!
The shell, weighing over a ton, tore through the air, piercing the sky with a sharp, soul-piercing whistle.

The intense heat trails created by the high-speed flight of the shells and their friction with the air left nine burning crimson trails in the sky, like a world-destroying spear hurled down by an angry god!
On the port

Some inexperienced American recruits and South Korean soldiers stared in disbelief at the ever-growing, louder red dot of death, their mouths agape in terror.

"Boom! Boom boom boom!!!"

A massive shockwave from the explosion erupted violently on the docks of Pyeongtaek Port, beside the coastal defense fortifications, and in the fortification complex filled with sandbags!
Each explosion was like a small volcano erupting on land!
A burst of intense white light suddenly appeared, engulfing everything!
Immediately following was a massive shockwave that easily tore apart and lifted the solid fortifications, hurling sandbags and people into the air!

One after another, mushroom clouds of blazing fire rose from the ground and soared into the sky!
Near the explosion site, one of the US coastal defense artillery positions, a twin-mounted 203mm coastal gun, was hit squarely in the core by a single shot and instantly disintegrated!

The massive cannon barrel twisted and flew through the air, smashing half of a nearby concrete bunker!
The flames and thick smoke, like a fireplace in hell, engulfed the entire area in an instant.

Within the artillery positions of the coastal defense artillery of Pyeongtaek Port
"Oh my god!!!"

"Does the new China possess a new scourge of God?!"

A young U.S. military officer stared in horror at the scene before him and exclaimed in shock.

He felt the ground jumping, no, it was convulsing wildly!

After the deafening roar, there was a suffocating silence, with only a persistent buzzing sound.

He saw a South Korean heavy machine gun position not far away, where the blast wave had blown people and their guns away, their fate unknown.

"That was a beautiful boom!"

"Comrade Wu Wanli and his men are now facing at least a third less resistance in their attack!"

"Continue loading!"

"quick!"

"Load the next round!"

Inside the turret of the Chinese battleship, the captain, his voice hoarse yet even more impassioned, gave the order.

"Yes!!!"

The Chinese gunners responded in unison, and then, ignoring the soreness and numbness in their arms and the ringing in their ears, they worked hard to clean the debris from the gun barrel and started the hoist again.

Each salvo consumes enormous physical strength, but it also ignites the fighting spirit and pride of the Chinese Navy!

Meanwhile, the Wanli aircraft carrier's spacious flight deck has been transformed into a runway that spews forth steel eagles.

The "Wanli-1" fighter jet, with its nose painted with a dazzling red star, is steadily positioned at the starting point of the catapult.

Inside the cockpit, Wang Wei gripped the control stick firmly and steadily, his eyes sharp as a hawk's.

"Wanli-1 fighter jet is ready!"

"Requesting takeoff!"

He watched as the gauge needle steadily returned to zero, took a deep breath, and shouted into the microphone in his throat.

"This is Wu Wanli. Clearance for takeoff!"

"At an altitude of X thousand, the target is the depth of Pyeongtaek Port!"

"Wishing the great Chinese Air Force a triumphant return!"

Suddenly, Wu Wanli's voice came from the communications radio station.

"Wanli-1 fighter jet received!"

"Victory belongs to us!"

Upon hearing Wu Wanli's voice, Wang Wei felt a surge of excitement and quickly responded.

Wu Wanli granted permission for the Wanli-1 fighter jet on the aircraft carrier Wanli to take off and bomb American ports!
Just hearing it makes my blood boil!

Snapped!
Zhi——!
The massive compression catapult unleashed astonishing power in an instant.

The heavy carrier-based aircraft were thrown forward as if by an invisible giant hand, accelerating wildly on the deck!
In 1915, Lieutenant Mustin of the U.S. Navy successfully completed the first catapult launch of a fighter plane from the cruiser USS North Carolina.

Until 1951, Chinese pilots were able to enjoy the privilege of catapult takeoff!
China's pursuit of national rejuvenation is multifaceted!

The powerful acceleration pressed Wang Wei firmly into his seat, and the blurry edge of the deck outside the window disappeared instantly, replaced by the vast and boundless blue sea and sky.

The aircraft then took off and quickly formed a massive death wedge in the air.

The metallic fuselages of the Chinese fighter jets blocked out the sunlight, casting large, unsettling shadows over the port.

Wang Wei pushed the control stick, and the Wanli-1 fighter jet was the first to break away from the formation, swooping down at a textbook-perfect angle with a sharp, tearing sound as it ripped through the air!

The altimeter needle spun wildly, and the earth rapidly magnified before our eyes.

Port facilities, smoking vehicles, ant-like figures fleeing, and especially those anti-aircraft gun positions still struggling to turn around and fire!

The intense weightlessness and changes in ear pressure brought about by the dive tested the pilot's steely nerves.

"The US military's anti-aircraft artillery firepower is sparse!"

"Priority target: Suspected ammunition depot and fuel storage area on the west side of the main pier!"

"All units, proceed according to plan!"

Wang Wei's voice rang out calmly on the public channel, like a scalpel precisely slicing through a target on a battlefield.

His sharp gaze was fixed on a large, reinforced concrete warehouse below, next to which the connecting dock was piled high with oil drums!
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang——"

On the ground, the remaining American anti-aircraft artillery positions finally put up sporadic resistance.

To be honest, it's not that the US military lacks anti-aircraft guns and is unwilling to deploy them!
I really didn't expect Wu Wanli to be so arrogant, daring to lead the Chinese Navy and the Seventh Steel Brigade to directly attack the Pyeongtaek Port, which is deep behind the US military!

"Thump thump thump thump thump..."

In an instant, the US military's 20mm and 40mm autocannons frantically sprayed scorching tracer bullets into the sky, attempting to weave a net of fire to intercept them.

The surrounding area of ​​the several follow-up dive-bombing attack aircraft was instantly filled with countless gray-black anti-aircraft shell explosions and smoke clouds.

However, this sparse firepower was woefully inadequate against the ferocious swarm of aircraft.

"Lock the target!"

Wang Wei's eyes were fixed on the small crosshairs in the center of the bomb sight.

In the mirror, the massive warehouse roof is firmly encircled by crosshairs, and it rapidly enlarges as the angle of the dive increases.

At that moment, in Wang Wei's eyes, the whole world seemed to focus on this one point!
"Throw bombs! Throw bombs! Throw bombs!"

He decisively gave the order, and at the same time pressed down hard with his finger!
In an instant, the two heavy bombs hanging under the fuselage detached from their hooks!

When the fighter jet drops its heavy load, it appears to take a slight leap due to the reduced weight.

Wang Wei jerked the control stick, struggling to break the dive. The fighter jet's engine roared, and the wings almost tore through the air.

The instant he pulled him up, a terrifying light erupted from the ground, far exceeding any previous explosion!
The precisely dropped bomb pierced through the seemingly sturdy warehouse roof like a divine hammer, hitting the ammunition stored inside!

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!!!!”

In an instant, a massive pillar of crimson flames and thick smoke burst forth from the center of the warehouse!

The shockwave swept across the area like a giant, transparent wall, tearing apart the sturdy warehouse as if it were made of paper!

Immediately afterwards, a chain reaction of explosions occurred!

The oil drums piled up nearby were ignited, turning into huge fireballs that shot into the sky!

The entire west side of the dock was instantly engulfed by a raging sea of ​​fire!

Even the small gunboats at several nearby berths were affected by this terrifying energy wave, and were directly overturned and set ablaze!
Looking back from the side of the cockpit, Wang Wei saw the enormous mushroom cloud of fire that he had planted himself rolling and devouring everything.

Even at high altitudes, strong air currents cause fighter jets to shake violently.

Above, other Chinese fighter jets also swooped down to drop bombs or strafed the enemy with their cannons.

The screeching of dive bombers, the hissing of bombs falling, and the thuds of machine gun shells tearing through the canvas roof and penetrating makeshift fortifications rang out in succession.

The explosions on the ground and the desperate cries of American and South Korean soldiers created a brutal symphony of death.

"good chance!"

Wang Wei seized the opportunity and swooped down again, launching a devastating ground-licking attack on a South Korean mortar position that was moving.

Where the shells ripped through the air, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the cannon barrels twisted.

In a short time, a company of American troops and a battalion of South Korean troops guarding the port were beaten so badly they were crying for their mothers.

………………

The underground bunker of the port garrison command, filled with smoke and flames.
The air was filled with a mixture of sulfur, smoke, blood, and the nauseating smell of burning human tissue.

The radio was filled with terrified and desperate cries for help from commanders at various positions; most had lost contact.

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

"damn it!"

"Where are our coastal defense guns?!"

"Are those damn heavy artillery pieces just for show?!"

"Find a way to target that largest Chinese battleship and fire on it!"

"Concentrate your firepower and sink it!"

"We need reinforcements! We need reinforcements!"

"Didn't we send out a distress signal? When will the reinforcements arrive?"

Lieutenant Colonel Dave grabbed the microphone and roared, his arm trembling violently with extreme tension and anger.

In his despair, this was the only chance he could think of to turn things around.

Sinking that giant Chinese warship would severely damage the morale and firepower of the Chinese forces, buying time for the remaining troops to deploy on the beachhead.

However, the voice coming from the other end of the radio was like a bucket of ice water, completely extinguishing his last remaining flame of hope.

"Sir, this won't work!"

"We...we've already tried!"

"Our largest caliber 203mm coastal artillery can barely reach the edge of its position at its maximum range!"

"But...but at that distance, accuracy is completely impossible to guarantee!"

"Moreover...moreover, the enemy's artillery coverage is too accurate. Exposed artillery positions will be destroyed almost immediately!"

"We tried twice, and both cannons...both were destroyed..."

"Unless that Chinese battleship gets any closer!"

"Otherwise, our cannons simply won't be able to reach it!!"

Lieutenant Hank, who was in charge of coordinating and commanding the shore artillery group, shouted in a voice filled with sobs and indescribable despair.

"What the fuck!?"

Lieutenant Colonel Dave's body stiffened abruptly, as if his heart had been pierced by the thickest icicle.

He snatched the binoculars from the adjutant beside him, disregarding the possibility that the observation window of the bunker might be hit by shrapnel at any moment, and leaned out to stare intently at the giant steel shadow on the distant sea.

Amidst the chaotic smoke and water, the majestic silhouettes of the Chinese battleships remained clearly visible.

Its main turret was still rhythmically rotating, pitching, and spewing deadly flames!
An extremely absurd and bone-chilling coldness shot up Lieutenant Colonel Dave’s spine and all the way to the top of his head!
"This is impossible!"

"absurd!"

"We are the US military!"

"We are the military of the United States of America, possessing the world's strongest firepower and projection capabilities!"

"Only our battleships and aircraft carriers can recklessly unleash their firepower on other people's coastlines!"

"And now, I'm actually hearing from my own coastal fortress that American cannons can't hit Chinese battleships?"

"This is simply... a reversal of the Heavenly Order!"

Lieutenant Colonel Dave roared in humiliation.

A tremendous sense of frustration and a distorted reality left Lieutenant Colonel Dave's mind blank, and he nearly dropped the binoculars.

"Sir! Watch out!"

The U.S. military adjutant lunged at him and pulled him away from the observation window.

Almost simultaneously, a high-explosive shell fired from a naval gun exploded violently outside the bunker!
The immense impact caused the entire underground bunker to shake violently, with large amounts of dust and rubble falling from the ceiling.

Lieutenant Colonel Dave was slammed to the ground, his ears ringing.

........................

Meanwhile, on the observation platform on the port side of the warship

Wu Wanli, Lei Gong, Ping He, Liu Hanqing, Gao Daxing, Yu Congrong and others did not fight in the turret themselves, but they were shocked by the earth-shattering power at close range.

Each salvo from the giant ship beneath our feet was accompanied by a violent tremor throughout the entire vessel, like the heartbeat of a steel behemoth.

"My dear..."

"Back then, I led my assault battalion through tunnels and bayonet fighting in Songyue Mountain. I felt it was worth it to destroy an American army artillery position!"

"What the hell is this?!"

"This cannon barrel... is probably ten times thicker than all the cannon barrels we had back then combined!"

Gao Daxing couldn't help but sigh as he recalled the muddy trenches and meager mortars of Songyue Mountain.

Lei Gong gripped the railing tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force.

His slightly graying hair was disheveled by the sea breeze, and the muscles on his war-torn face twitched slightly.

"Hey, this noise... it's a hundred times more exciting than when I was on Songyue Mountain back in the day, commanding those precious mountain cannons that I painstakingly carried up there!"

"The navy is great!"

"Our new China's navy is truly formidable!"

"That's powerful! Bomb it hard!"

Lei Gong licked his chapped lips, his voice trembling slightly with shock.

Pinghe and Liu Hanqing stood side by side, not shouting loudly, but their tightly pursed lips and slightly trembling shoulders betrayed their inner excitement.

"Political Commissar Liu, from the bloody battle on the Han River to the fierce battle to seize ships at Incheon Port, and now to this barrage of firepower!"

"The mighty navy of our nation... I have finally witnessed it today!"

Pinghe was stunned for several seconds before whispering to Liu Hanqing.

"Yes!"

"The thunderous roar of warships shattered the old dreams of humiliation and oppression held by foreign powers!"

"The flames soaring into the sky from the port illuminated the dignity of our standing up!"

"It was worth it! This blood wasn't shed in vain!"

Liu Hanqing nodded heavily, his eyes slightly moist as he spoke.

"Thunder God! Did you hear that? Did you see that?!"

"What a battle! What amazing shells flying! So exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating!"

"When we first entered North Korea, who would have thought we'd be able to bomb Americans like this today?!"

"Comrades in the Navy, give it your all! Bomb!"

"Keep bombing! Blow the souls out of these American devils!"

Yu Congrong grabbed Lei Gong's arm, excitedly trying to deafen him.

Lei Gong didn't speak again at this moment, but his clenched fists and straight back revealed a deep sense of pride and confidence in the growing strength of the motherland's military.

"Wanli, a 10,000-ton behemoth, with ultra-long-range artillery..."

"We finally have our own Great Wall at sea!"

"This is our own strength! The naval strength that belongs to the new China!"

Wu Wanli muttered to himself, a proud smile curving his lips amidst the deafening roar around him.

"Comrade Wu Wanli, the shelling is almost over. The next landing operation is up to you!"

Xiao Zhenhua walked over, gave Wu Wanli a standard military salute, and said...

"Don't worry, Commander Xiao. With this much artillery support, there's no way we can lose!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli immediately returned the salute to Commander Xiao and led the core members of the Seventh Steel Regiment away into the distance.

Just as Wu Wanli, Lei Gong, Yu Congrong, and other key members of the Seventh Steel Regiment were walking briskly towards the boarding area, a clear, cool, and slightly urgent voice suddenly came from behind them:
"Comrade Wu Wanli! Please wait!"

Wu Wanli paused, realizing he had heard that voice not long ago.

Rong Xuening, having somehow shaken off her attendants, ran quickly down the gangway on the side of the bridge, fine beads of sweat glistening on her delicate forehead, panting slightly as she reached Wu Wanli.

Her face no longer held its previous coldness; instead, it held a hint of urgency and an indescribable complexity of emotions.

"Miss Rong, is there anything I can help you with?"

Wu Wanli frowned slightly, a hint of doubt passing through his mind.

Rong Xuening did not answer immediately, but quickly took out a small and exquisite brocade pouch from her bosom.

With a slight tremor in her delicate hands, she carefully took out two well-preserved stamps that gleamed with the patina of history.

The stamp was in excellent condition, with a clear and majestic Qing Dynasty dragon design, making it an extremely rare Qing Dynasty dragon stamp!

What's even more remarkable is that each of the two dragon stamps has a small, intricate "荣" (Rong) character secretly printed in extremely fine cinnabar on one corner.

This demonstrates that it is not only priceless, but also an important token of the Rong family's direct lineage.

She carefully placed one of the coins into Wu Wanli's hand, her fingertips slightly cool. "Take this."

"From now on, whenever you want to contact me, or need the Rong family's help in anything..."

"Take it with you, or send a trusted confidant with it. No matter what property the Rong family owns, the gatekeeper or steward will not dare to stop you. They must notify me immediately."

Her voice was low, yet carried an undeniable force.

The lingering cool fragrance in the brocade pouch, mixed with the scent of her slight sweat, was tucked into her palm along with the stamp.

Wu Wanli was deeply shocked; this token carried immense weight!
"Miss Rong! This is far too valuable!"

"I cannot accept rewards for a journey of ten thousand miles without achieving anything; moreover, this journey involves fierce battles, and the outcome is uncertain. I fear I will fail to live up to your expectations..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli frowned slightly and instinctively tried to push him away.

However, before he could finish speaking, the stunningly beautiful face in front of him suddenly came closer!

A delicate fragrance wafted by, followed by a warm, moist, feather-light yet incredibly real touch on my cheek!
Rong Xuening actually tiptoed and gave Wu Wanli a quick, light kiss on the face!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Wu Wanli felt a "buzz" in his head, his whole body stiffened like iron, and the place on his cheek that was touched felt like it had been branded with a hot iron. The strange sensation instantly spread throughout his body!
He never expected that this noble young lady of the Rong family would be so bold!
"I... am waiting for your choice."

Rong Xuening's cheeks instantly flushed with two vibrant reds, completely different from the kiss just now, almost as if they were about to bleed.

She suppressed her immense shame and whispered urgently in Wu Wanli's ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe, each word carrying fervent expectation.

"But...you must come back alive!"

"Only with you, the number one contributor to the younger generation in the war, will that fat pig's family dare not pressure the Rong family anymore!"

After she finished speaking these words, which were filled with helplessness, pleading and some indescribable emotion, she seemed to have exhausted all her courage, took a step back, and gave Wu Wanli one last deep look.

His gaze was as complex as the sea in a storm, a mixture of determination, anticipation, shyness, and a hint of barely perceptible panic.

"Remember! Stay alive! The Rong family will do everything in its power to support the development of the navy and the military industry!"

"Especially...especially the Seventh Military Factory that housed the wounded and disabled soldiers of your Seventh Steel Corps!"

She maintained the last shred of her noble lady aura, her chin slightly raised.

But when Rong Xuening turned around, her steps were a little unsteady, almost as if she were fleeing in panic, carrying with her a lingering fragrance, she quickly disappeared into the passage leading to the upper deck.

The howling sea breeze carried away her lingering scent and words.

But the precious dragon ticket bearing the special Rong family mark, and the gentle yet burning touch on his cheek, were imprinted with unparalleled clarity in Wu Wanli's perception.

Wu Wanli raised his right hand, which was tightly gripping the dragon ticket, and slowly opened his palm.

That small Qing Dynasty dragon stamp, once a symbol of imperial power, now carries the weight of a young woman from a wealthy family's desperate struggle and a heavy expectation.

The stamp seemed to still retain the warmth of her fingertips and that unique, cool fragrance.

He subconsciously touched his cheek, which had just been kissed, with his other hand, the one not holding the gun. The feeling was so unreal, yet so profound.

On the sea, the engines of the landing craft roared as they assembled.

"Wanli, I always felt that this girl... is not simple."

"Is the Rong family investing in the naval defense industry, or in you, Wu Wanli?"

"I can't figure this out."

"But the Rong family is the Rong family. At least I can see that Miss Rong's feelings for you... don't seem to be entirely based on exploitation."

"But you, at least don't get completely involved before the Korean War ends..."

Liu Hanqing sighed thoughtfully, patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder, and whispered a reminder.

"you're right!"

"Let's take Pyeongtaek first. These things will be important later, but they don't matter in the face of the current war."

Wu Wanli shook his head sharply, his eyes instantly sharpening from a moment of confusion, and spoke as sharply as an eagle.

He didn't look at the dragon ticket again, but carefully and cautiously put it close to his body, in the pocket inside his chest.

It's as if it's not just collecting a stamp, but hiding a heavy and subtle promise.

"Seventh Steel Squadron, board the ships! Prepare for a beach landing!"

Without further hesitation, Wu Wanli spoke in a low but resolute voice as he strode toward the bow of the landing craft that was waiting for them.

"Yes!"

"Board the ship! Land on the beach!!!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Brigade responded loudly and quickly ran towards the transport ships and landing craft nearby.

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Outside Pyeongtaek Port, where the sea meets the sky.
Countless landing ships cleaved through the waves, their engines roaring into a deep, vast ocean rumble as they rapidly advanced toward the port.

Behind the massive hull of the Wanli-class aircraft carrier, an astonishing number of landing ships, like a swarm of sharks smelling blood, covered the sea surface within sight!

"Speed ​​up! Destination—Pyeongtaek Beach!"

Wu Wanli took the lead, standing beside the foremost gangplank of the largest landing ship and shouting.

The strong sea wind almost blew him away, and the steel deck beneath his feet trembled violently as the bow of the ship cleaved through the giant waves.

The elite guards of the Seventh Steel Corps, like sharp blades about to be drawn, tightly embraced their military spirit.

On the sea, the roar of the engines reached its peak.

The bow crashed through the foamy walls of the waves, and the eddies created by the high-speed voyage of the boat left long white trails on the sea surface.

The landing ship formation was like countless steel arrows released from a bow, heading straight for the coastline of Pyeongtaek Port, which was ravaged by artillery fire.

From the air, the view is magnificent and breathtaking.

Hundreds of ships of varying sizes are unleashing an unstoppable torrent of steel as they surge toward the enemy positions, which are about to erupt in a final, frenzied resistance after a brief moment of silence!

In the dilapidated bunkers and fortifications of the port

The surviving American and South Korean soldiers finally began to recover from the immense panic.

"Damn Chinese landing ship!"

"Open fire! Shoot them hard!"

Lieutenant Colonel Dave poked his head out from behind a makeshift bunker made of sandbags and roared at the soldiers scattered across the position.

"Da da da..."

"Puff puff puff..."

The continuous gunfire instantly shattered the brief silence following the shelling.

Tracer bullets, like the whip of death, lashed wildly across the sea, sending up low columns of water.

Scattered coastal defense guns also emerged from the ruins, desperately spraying fire at the landing craft group on the sea.

In an instant, a 75mm grenade landed in the sea about tens of meters away from the LST that Wu Wanli was riding in.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the water jets from the explosion poured down like a torrential rain onto the soldiers' caps on the deck of the landing ship.

The boat rocked violently, and the two soldiers stumbled, but were immediately held fast by Wu Wanli, a veteran of countless battles.

"Stay calm! Don't be afraid! Those are just the firepower that's delivering the food!"

Wu Wanli wiped the seawater off his face and roared.

Just as the landing craft group rushed into the enemy's firing range, a hidden M1919A4 heavy machine gun of the US military suddenly burst out with a steady and deadly roar from a relatively intact concrete bunker on the beach!

It was positioned perfectly to the side, and the flames steadily swept towards the few small boats that were charging at the front!
"Da da da da da..."

A barrage of gunfire erupted, and a deadly hail of bullets instantly pierced several holes in the side planks of a small boat.

A soldier from the Seventh Steel Brigade suddenly shuddered and fell into the icy seawater, his crimson stain quickly spreading across the dark green surface.

"Damn it! Take out that machine gun!"

Yu Congrong glared angrily, grabbed an RPD rifle and was about to fire, but the boat was rocking violently and he couldn't aim properly.

At this critical moment, Wu Wanli's eyes froze instantly, radiating a cold light.

Wow!

The crisp sound of cocking the trigger was drowned out by the gunfire.

Wu Wanli acted without the slightest hesitation, as if he were nailed to the spot on the swaying deck!
Raise your gun, lock on!
Through the notch in the scale and the sights, the violent shaking caused by the speeding boat seemed to be calmed by an invisible force.

Wu Wanli's gaze pierced through the smoke-filled sea, ignoring the deadly splashes around him, and locked onto the shadow behind the firing port of the bunker, which was constantly spitting out tongues of fire.

Breathing caught in my throat for a moment; the speed of the wind, the swaying of the ship, the height difference of the waves…

Everything was calculated based on his superb marksmanship and the gun sense honed through countless life-or-death trials.

"boom!"

A distinctive gunshot rang out, piercing through all the other noises!

The fire from the firing ports of the concrete bunker suddenly went out!

Immediately afterwards, a figure dressed in a U.S. military uniform slid softly down through the firing port.

A clear, gaping hole in the center of his forehead was gushing blood!
"It's Captain Wu's sharpshooting skill!"

Pinghe gasped softly, his eyes filled with boundless admiration.

This shot, fired 700 meters away on a landing craft that was traveling at high speed and experiencing violent turbulence, was a fatal shot, as precise as if Death itself had chosen a target!
Wu Wanli's superb shot greatly deterred the other remaining firing positions.

Upon seeing this, the officers of the 7th Steel Brigade on the landing craft group quickly seized the fleeting moment of chaos!

"Charge!!"

The commanders of each submarine gritted their teeth and almost simultaneously let out a deafening roar.

With the sounds of metal scraping and the violent impact of the bows against the sand and rocks, landing craft, like prehistoric steel behemoths, crashed into the beach!
Driven by the hydraulic system, the heavy plank slammed heavily onto the wet mudflats with a loud crash, sending up clouds of sand!
"Comrades, charge with me!!!"

Wu Wanli's roar was like a thunderclap, and he was the first to leap out!
His tall figure, like a nimble cheetah, leaped over the edge of the diving board and landed steadily on the beach, which was mixed with seawater, mud, and the smell of burning!

Following closely behind were Lei Gong, Yu Congrong, Ping He, Liu Hanqing, Gao Daxing, and countless steel 7th Brigade soldiers with resolute eyes, like a blazing torrent!

"Charge! Charge!!"

"Long live the Seventh Steel Brigade! Kill—!!!"
The powerful shouts instantly drowned out the sporadic gunshots and explosions!

Less than ten meters after stepping onto the beach, a deadly hail of bullets came rushing towards them!

A hail of bullets came from the ruins ahead, hitting the sand in front of them with a thud and sending up plumes of yellow smoke!

The impact struck the steel ramps and hull of the landing craft, producing a crisp clanging sound and sending sparks flying!
Soldiers of the Seventh Steel Brigade kept jolting during their charge, collapsing onto the beach, their blood quickly staining the seawater-soaked sand.

"Suppressive fire! Machine gun squad! Set up your guns and fire!"

"Rocket launchers and mortars! Bomb any bunkers you see!"

During the charge, Wu Wanli roared and gave orders to those behind him.

Soon, several machine gun teams from the 7th Steel Brigade quickly lay down in low-lying areas on the beach and began to unleash a hail of bullets on the exposed American firing positions.

Several bazooka operators knelt on the beach, carrying their rocket launchers on their shoulders, aiming and pulling the triggers!
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Rockets, trailing long plumes of smoke, plunged into the suspicious ruins, exploding into towering flames and shattering human remains.

Wu Wanli did not stop, but like a cannonball, he led the elite soldiers of the vanguard battalion, using the huge shell craters left by the artillery fire, the twisted tank wreckage, and the collapsed breakwater as cover, and rushed at high speed into the enemy's core position in the depths!
Superb Luck Boost, Superb Agility Boost, Superb Marksmanship Boost, Superb Melee Combat Boost...

These permanent bonuses weren't apparent because Wu Wanli was focused on commanding earlier, but they've always been there!
Wu Wanli kept firing steadily as he ran, the gun in his hand firing short, precise shots.

Almost every shot was accompanied by the fall of an American soldier who had just peeked out.

As the fierce battle raged on the beachhead, Lieutenant Colonel Dave, the U.S. commander, was in a sturdy underground bunker in the rear, completely despairing, knowing that the beachhead was about to fall!
"Retreat! Retreat to the rear! Evacuate the port! Quickly! Quickly! Quickly!!!"

He roared into the walkie-talkie, trying to save the remaining troops and organize an orderly, step-by-step resistance or breakout.

However, his final order became a lament before the collapse of the US and South Korean forces.

The American and South Korean soldiers, who had just withdrawn from the beachhead with their remnants and were attempting to rebuild their defenses or even escape using the port warehouse area and the hilly terrain inland, suddenly found themselves in an even more terrifying predicament!

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!!"

It was like a thunderclap from the heavens!

That terrifying roar once again dominated the battlefield!

This time, they were no longer confined to the beachhead, but landed with unparalleled precision on their anticipated retreat route!
The intersection leading to the inner roads, the temporary assembly point built around the warehouse area, the main highway bridge leading out of the port area...

Almost the entire area behind their escape route was instantly engulfed by a devastating orange-red explosion!

Clearly, that was the roar of the triple 406mm guns on a Chinese battleship!

A massive high-explosive bomb fell from the sky with a trajectory too fast for the naked eye to follow!

Each explosion unleashed a massive fireball with a radius of tens of meters!
The shockwave acted like an invisible wall, tearing the US and South Korean soldiers, along with their bunkers, to shreds as they tried to get through the area!
The sturdy reinforced concrete warehouse was like a paper toy in front of the giant cannon, easily penetrated and its roof blown off!
The hidden ammunition and supplies exploded in a chain reaction, creating huge seas of fire!
The sky was filled with the piercing screams of death!
“Buzz buzz buzz buzz——”

After taking off from the aircraft carrier deck and completing their first bombing attack, the Chinese naval air force aircraft group circled back again after replenishing their ammunition belts and a small amount of ammunition!

Wang Wei, piloting the Wanli-1 fighter jet, led the entire formation, swooping down with a roar!

This time, it's not about bombing the beachhead or attacking fixed warehouses!

They are the "harvesters"!
The rocket pods hanging under the wings sprayed out a dense rain of rockets, which pelted down on the American convoy that was trying to regroup and escape like hail!
The bullets fired by the fighter jets swept over the South Korean soldiers who had abandoned their heavy weapons and were fleeing in panic toward the port like wheat being harvested!
The massive sonic boom and the roar of machine guns brought by the low-altitude dive left a deep impression of despair on the hearts of every American or South Korean soldier who had fled!
The escape routes were completely, ruthlessly, and efficiently blocked!
"Do not--!"

"This is a death trap!"

"We are surrounded by attacking Chinese troops and Chinese naval gunfire that has blocked our retreat!!!"

A U.S. Army lieutenant, looking at the road ahead completely covered by artillery fire and at the warplanes strafing the sky, completely broke down.

He dropped his rifle, buried his head in his hands, and squatted on the ground, wailing in despair.

Around him, more American and South Korean soldiers stood frozen in shock, staring at the hellish scene before them, their eyes filled with incomprehensible fear.

"Well done, comrades from the Navy and Air Force!"

"The US military is now completely trapped in the port. If we wipe them out, Pyeongtaek will be liberated!"

"The time has come! Seventh Steel Brigade! Load bayonets!"

"Target—the core area of ​​the port! Slaughter these sons of bitches!"

"kill!!!"

Seeing the enemy's retreat route blocked in the distance, Wu Wanli roared with a glint of light in his eyes.

"kill!!!!"

The soldiers of the Seventh Steel Brigade roared like a tsunami and charged forward with their gleaming bayonets!

The core loading and unloading area of ​​the port, the open space next to the oil tank depot, and the area below the lighthouse became the final battleground.

The hundreds of US and South Korean soldiers who were hastily crammed here are either still futilely trying to fire from the scattered containers and oil drums, or are in a state of frenzy or despair.

"Fire! Fire freely! Don't let them get close!"

A U.S. Army major screamed himself hoarse, fear overcoming reason.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The hastily assembled firepower barrageed at the charging crowd, but it appeared chaotic and ineffective against the Steel Seventh Brigade, which was making excellent use of the terrain during its high-speed assault.

People kept falling, but the tide of the charge never stopped!
The distance was instantly compressed to the point of a life-or-death struggle!
Wu Wanli suddenly accelerated, bursting into the enemy ranks like lightning!
Without the slightest hesitation, as he charged toward a panicked American soldier who was raising his gun, he stomped his left foot on the ground and executed a standard step-forward thrust!

"Zheng!"

Wu Wanli's bayonet transformed into a silver streak, piercing the opponent's chest with precision and ruthlessness!

With a flick of his wrist, the bayonet was drawn, spraying out a spray of scalding blood!
He didn't even glance at the fallen enemy; his body, propelled by the momentum of his forward charge, had already spun around and risen into the air!

From the right rear, a burly South Korean soldier charged forward, yelling and brandishing his bayonet!

Wu Wanli turned to the side as if he had foreseen the future, and the gleaming bayonet that was aimed at him almost grazed his ribs and missed!

Before the enemy's momentum was exhausted, Wu Wanli used his left foot as a pivot and his right foot swiftly hooked backward like a gust of wind, accurately kicking the back of the opponent's knee joint!

The burly Han soldier lost his balance and fell forward with a scream!
"Pfft——!"

Wu Wanli's thrusting spear was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, instantly piercing into his heart from behind!

Clean, efficient, and done in one go!
He didn't hesitate at all, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep!

Parry, chop, thrust, slash!
Every movement is concise to the extreme, precise to the finest degree, and ruthless to the point of being merciless!

Ordinary bayonet fighting techniques displayed an incredible violent aesthetic in him.

He darted and weaved as he ran, moving with incredible speed, weaving through the chaotic figures and flames.

Wherever he went, only the cold glint of bayonets could be seen, accompanied by short screams of agony, and blood flowers constantly bursting open around him!

The two American soldiers who tried to attack him from both sides didn't even see his movements before their throats were pierced by two precise and swift thrusts!

"Hehe is the devil!!!!"

(He...he's the devil!)

A U.S. Army corporal watched helplessly as Wu Wanli took down three people in the blink of an eye from ten meters away. His mind collapsed instantly, and he dropped his gun and turned to run!
Wu Wanli's bravery was like a stabilizing force, or like pouring cold water into hot oil!

Like an enraged war bear, Lei Gong, bayonet in hand, used his fearless fighting experience and ruthless spirit to smash through a group of American machine gunners who were trying to put up a fight, and his bayonet pierced the gunner!
Yu Congrong used his power to intimidate others. He swung his rifle butt and smashed it hard on the head of a South Korean soldier. After a tooth-cracking sound of bone breaking, he stabbed him with his backhand!
The movements were wide and forceful, and extremely violent!
Pinghe's bayonet technique is precise and calm, like a scalpel, targeting joints and vital points.

Although Liu Hanqing was not as fierce as a general, his movements were steady and experienced. He could always appear in the most needed position to block and protect, and deliver a fatal blow from the unexpected.

The bayonet wave of the Seventh Steel Brigade swept across the entire battlefield!
The gleaming bayonets formed a forest that shimmered with the light of death!
Under such an impact, these US and South Korean troops quickly collapsed!
By now, the morale of both the US and South Korean forces has completely collapsed!

"Drop your weapons! Surrender and you will not be killed!" Wu Wanli shouted this in English and Korean, and the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Brigade followed suit.

Bang!

pat!

Crackling!

Bayonets, rifles, pistols, helmets... were discarded on the ground like a tide.

The surviving enemies were left with only the bewilderment of surviving a catastrophe and a deep-seated fear.

"Gao Daxing, send someone to notify the navy to come and clean up the battlefield!"

"All prisoners and spoils we can't take with us will be taken by the navy. We don't have time to waste!"

Looking at the prisoners kneeling on the ground, Wu Wanli gave a loud order.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Gao Daxing immediately agreed.

"Wanli, roughly speaking, we should be able to kill another two thousand enemy soldiers."

"Including the number of enemy troops killed on the Han River-Incheon defense line, we still need to annihilate at most one thousand American troops, which is about a battalion."

Looking at the enemy corpses scattered on the ground, Liu Hanqing estimated the situation.

"The number of enemy troops killed is not the most important thing. The key is to seize the time and launch a blitzkrieg against Suwon before the US military strengthens its defenses!"

"According to intelligence, there is a 187th Airborne Regiment here, with a force of about 3,500 men!"

"From an offensive standpoint, the 187th Airborne Regiment's defenses, relying on the fortifications of Suwon, are already very troublesome. We absolutely cannot let this drag on for too long!"

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I, Wu Wanli, have led an attack on a famous city on my own!"

"After all, even in Seoul before, they had the help of Jeon Doo-kwang and his team..."

"Oh, and remember to tell Wang Wei and the others from the Air Force to get ready!"

"If the Battle of Suwon goes smoothly and we quickly capture the largest US airfield, we might even be able to seize a hundred or two warplanes!"

Wu Wanli smiled and looked in the direction of Mizuhara as he spoke.

"Wanli, the soldiers are exhausted after the battle and haven't had breakfast yet. I think it would be better if..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Hanqing offered a soft word of advice.

"I won't stop the soldiers; they can take those chocolates and eat them on the way!"

"But Wu Wanli isn't hungry right now...!"

"The best course of action is to take Suwon before having breakfast!"

"Pass on my order: the entire army is to launch a lightning attack on Suwon!"

"After the liberation of Suwon, I gave each of my comrades three cans of beef!"

Wu Wanli waved his hand and gave the order with great pride.

(End of this chapter)