Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 31: Victory Means Becoming a Tank Company!

"Use these American prisoners?"

"Wanli, what exactly do you want to do?"

Yu Congrong scratched the back of his head and asked in confusion.

"It's very simple."

"We'll set up an ambush at the first line of defense, let the American troops pretend they've just won a battle and are cleaning up the battlefield, and then..."

Wu Wanli smiled slightly and said.

"Then we'll unleash our full firepower and wipe out those American devils!"

"Excellent! Wanli, you are not only good at fighting, but also at military strategy and tactics. You have a bright future ahead of you!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Chungeng immediately interjected.

"No!"

"The American devils definitely have more than just infantry; they also have tanks, and maybe more than one..."

"Even if we can kill half of the American devils, they will retreat behind the tanks and it will be difficult to defeat them with the help of the tanks."

Wu Wanli shook his head, rejecting the idea.

"It wasn't just one tank..."

"Wanli, don't be reckless. Luck won't always be on your side!"

Wu Qianli, fearing that Wu Wanli would take another risk, quickly tried to dissuade him.

"I don't need to be brave alone. With these American troops providing cover, the American reinforcements certainly won't suspect anything."

"When the time comes, we'll have a team of comrades pretend to be dead, then suddenly pounce and fire two bursts at them, before charging in for hand-to-hand combat with the American devils, wouldn't that be great?"

Wu Wanli smiled slightly and said.

"Wanli, that's a brilliant idea!"

"Once the comrades of the Seventh Company are engaged in fierce fighting with the American devils, their tanks will be rendered useless!"

Yu Congrong slapped his thigh, his eyes shining.

"Moreover, US tanks have limited visibility and many blind spots. When marching at night, they would probably open the top cover and have the commander control the direction of travel."

"If we win the battle, we'll capture two more tanks."

"The Seventh Company will be able to become a tank company with three tanks for a short period of time, hahaha..."

Wu Wanli laughed heartily.

"Wanli, will these American soldiers obey orders...?"

Pinghe hesitated for a moment, then slowly asked.

"The brave American soldiers have all just died in battle; these are all cowards who surrendered out of fear of death."

"Then, behind them will be our machine guns and submachine guns, and they won't be allowed to disobey us!"

As Wu Wanli spoke, he glared menacingly at the American prisoners of war.

The American prisoners of war turned their heads away in fear when they met Wu Wanli's gaze, not daring to look at him again.

"Where is your commander? Come out!"

Wu Wanli pulled out a Camel cigarette from the US military and asked.

Wu Qianli glanced at the cigarette dangling from Wu Wanli's lips, smiled wryly, and then turned to look at the prisoners.

"Hello, esteemed Chinese gentleman, I am Lieutenant Miller. I speak Chinese. Perhaps we can have a proper chat?"

“We have surrendered. In accordance with humanitarian principles and the Geneva Conventions, you should treat prisoners of war humanely…”

Lieutenant Miller approached somewhat nervously, his hands trembling as he lit a cigarette for Wu Wanli.

"Humanitarianism?"

"When your warplanes crossed North Korea and bombed the people of Northeast China, why didn't you talk about humanitarianism and the Geneva Conventions!"

Wu Wanli got angry when he heard this and slapped Miller across the face.

"hiss……"

"You...you barbaric..."

Miller felt a burning pain on his right cheek, which swelled up instantly, and he couldn't help but curse.

“De de de de de de…”

Wu Wanli pulled back the bolt and fired a burst of bullets at the ground in front of Miller.

A series of sparks flew from the ground as the ricocheting bullet nearly hit Miller in the face, instantly putting him to rest.

Cooperate with me, or die!

Wu Wanli grabbed Miller by the collar, his gaze icy.

"I...cooperate!"

Miller, slightly out of breath from being pulled, replied with a pale face.

“Recruit some clever people. Later, you can pretend to clean up the battlefield and cooperate with us to make it look like the position is still in your hands.”

"Once the fighting starts, I don't care whether you sneak back or join your allies..."

Wu Wanli smiled dismissively and said.

"No, we're not fighting anymore..." Lieutenant Miller looked at the unit, said with a wry smile, and went back to recruit more men.

"Brother, the American devils are more than happy to cooperate!"

"Everything's done!"

Wu Wanli smiled slightly and said.

"Okay!"

"Now I, Old Yu, can finally dominate the battlefield!"

"The most exhilarating close-quarters combat was during the Battle of Menglianggu!"

Yu Congrong excitedly fixed his bayonet and said.

"Company Commander Wu, our Sixth Company can also fight hand-to-hand on the front lines!"

Upon seeing this, Ji Chungeng immediately volunteered to fight.

"Company Commander Ji, if you set up machine guns in the back, the American prisoners will be more obedient and cooperative."

"The comrades in the Sixth Company are almost all wiped out, let's save some seeds..."

Wu Qianli first laughed loudly, then whispered a reminder to Ji Chungeng.

"Seventh Company, fix bayonets!"

"Today we'll roll around in piles of corpses! We'll fight the American devils with bayonets!"

Wu Qianli ignored Ji Chungeng's reply, turned his head, and spoke to the Seventh Company with boundless pride.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The soldiers of the Seventh Company shouted loudly, each one full of fighting spirit.

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An hour later, the signal tower, the first line of defense

American prisoners pretended to be nonchalant as they cleaned up the battlefield outside the trenches, but in reality, they were terrified.

The soldiers of the Seventh Company all pretended to be corpses, hiding their weapons under a corpse next to them.

"coming!"

"Wanli guessed right! The American devils really do have tanks!"

At this moment, Yu Congrong pressed his ear to the ground and whispered.

"Listen to Wanli, don't speak yet!"

Wu Qianli reminded him in a low voice.

Soon, beams of headlights shone from afar.

US armored personnel carriers and tanks are rumbling toward this place.

"Password!"

Lieutenant Miller mustered his courage and asked.

"The light of freedom will illuminate the whole of Korea!"

At that moment, Lieutenant Mike, sitting in the jeep, replied.

"The sun of democracy will never set!"

Miller paused for a moment, then replied.

"Well done, buddy! I didn't expect you guys to have taken care of the Chinese army!"

Mike smiled slightly and waved to Miller, who was not far away.

"Run fast!"

Miller smiled and took two steps in another direction, then shouted loudly to the prisoners of war behind him before running away.

Upon hearing the order, the American prisoners of war quickly ran to both sides.

"What?"

Mike paused for two seconds before realizing he needed to draw his gun.

However, Wu Wanli's rifle had already been secretly aimed at him.

"boom!"

A crisp gunshot rang out, and the bullet struck Mike squarely between the eyebrows.

The commander of the American reinforcements was killed by Wu Wanli before the battle even began.

"Da da da da da da..."

In an instant, gunfire erupted, and countless bullets were fired at the American soldiers, instantly killing more than a dozen of them.

"Beep----"

"Comrades, three-three formation, follow me!"

To prevent the American tanks from unleashing their power, Wu Qianli quickly blew the Osprey whistle and shouted loudly.

Countless Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers rose from the corpses, grabbed their bayonets, and ran swiftly into the ranks of the American troops.

(End of this chapter)