Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 36 The Risk of Dayudong Being Bombed!
"Excellent! Comrade Wu Wanli sang well!"

"Our China has only recently fallen behind, which led to its being carved up by the great powers and nearly wiped out by the Japanese devils!"

"But we have had a glorious history of thousands of years! China was once a superpower that attracted tribute from all directions and dominated the world!"

Upon hearing this, Mei Sheng felt a lump in her throat and was the first to praise him.

"We can't change what happened before, but the battle we're fighting now is to defeat those American devils!"

"Bullshit UN forces! After we crush them, let's see if they'll obediently send diplomats to pay homage!"

Yu Congrong gripped his gun tightly and shouted.

"No one can bully us like the Japanese devils anymore, not even the Americans who claim to be the world's number one..."

Lei Gong's eyes were slightly red as he murmured.

His hometown in Yimeng Mountain was burned to the ground by the Japanese army, and all his family members were massacred.

"Will do!"

"A prosperous era will unfold as we wish!"

Looking at these heroes who sacrificed their lives for their country, Wu Wanli murmured with tears in his eyes.

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Two hours later, the main force of the Seventh Company finally joined up with Zhang Xiaoshan and the other telegraph operators.

They were initially a little uncertain, but after the scouts spotted the fluttering red flag and the uniforms of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, they rushed over to join forces.

At this moment, the sky gradually turned a pale white, the silence of the night was gradually broken, and the sky seemed to be gently lifted by a young girl, with a faint orange-yellow color beginning to spread.

"It's dawn, we can't ride in tanks and troop carriers anymore!"

Wu Wanli, looking at the bright colors in the sky, was the first to offer a reminder.

"Comrade Wu Wanli is right!"

"If the American devils discover us, one bombing run and we're all finished!"

Mei Sheng nodded slightly in agreement.

"Yu Congrong, have a few men take explosives and blow up the tanks and troop carriers!"

"Even if it's destroyed, we can't leave it for those American devils to use against our own troops!"

Wu Qianli took one last look at the tank before jumping down and saying.

"Oh...what a pity, such a good tank!"

Yu Congrong touched the tank's cold steel body and sighed.

"We'll have that too, lots and lots of armored forces!"

Wu Wanli patted Yu Congrong on the shoulder and comforted him with a smile.

The large number of armored mixed brigades of the People's Liberation Army in his previous life left a deep impression on him, a military enthusiast.

"Hahaha... I just don't know when!"

"Come on, you guys go blow up that place!"

After Yu Congrong finished his reflection, he waved for someone to go to the other side and plant the explosive charge.

The shells inside the tank were all placed in easily detonated positions.

Once the soldiers of the Seventh Company had retreated to a safe position, Yu Congrong waved his hand and ordered the tank to be detonated.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several loud explosions shattered the silence, and flames engulfed the once majestic body in an instant. The tank's outer shell twisted and turned under the impact of the explosions, like a trapped beast struggling helplessly.

The raging flames were like the tongue of death, licking the remains of the armor piece by piece.

The unburnt oil emitted a pungent odor at high temperatures, mixing with the gunpowder smoke.

The tank that was once majestic and imposing is now a charred, scrap metal wreck.

"Stop watching, everyone!"

"Seventh Company, continue advancing towards the Dayudong Command Post!"

Wu Qianli waved his hand and gave a loud order.

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the Seventh Company responded loudly and continued marching with their weapons.

At this time, the wind in North Korea was still biting cold, sharp and piercing.

The sky was a hazy gray, and snowflakes were swirling wildly in the air, like a flock of lost white butterflies dancing erratically.

The earth was covered with a thick layer of white snow, as if draped in a pure white silver robe. The soldiers of the Seventh Company, wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, trudged forward through the knee-deep snow, leaving a series of deep tracks in the snow.

The soldiers' breath condensed into white mist in the cold air, rising with each breath and then dissipating without a trace.

"Luckily, the people of Northeast China donated cotton-padded clothes!"

"Otherwise, in this awful weather, we'll all freeze into golden-furred monsters!"

He Changgui felt the cold temperature and sighed.

"We have a lot to do with Wu Wanli; we fought several brilliant battles."

"We seized a large number of scarves, combat boots, as well as chocolate, lighters, and compressed biscuits!"

"We're all bundled up from head to toe, and there's plenty of food, so this weather is nothing!"

Meisheng took a bite of chocolate and praised it with a smile.

"Smoke! And cigarettes!"

"The Camel brand cigarettes from those American devils are better than Daqianmen cigarettes!"

Yu Congrong lit a cigarette with a lighter and exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"Use it all you want, and when you're done, hand it over to the American devils!"

Wu Wanli smiled slightly and echoed.

"That's right! The American devils are just like the Nationalists before them, they're giving us supplies!"

Lei Gong couldn't help but say.

However, just as everyone was chatting happily, Pinghe, who was in charge of reconnaissance at the front, rushed back.

"what's the situation?"

Seeing Pinghe's anxious expression, Wu Qianli quickly asked.

"Ahead, there's a small reconnaissance unit of the American devils!"

"They were exceptionally well-equipped, unlike the average American soldier."

Pinghe took a few deep breaths and quickly said.

"An American special reconnaissance unit? Around here?"

Wu Qianli was startled and quickly took out a map to look at it.

"Company commander, this location is not far from the Dayudong command post."

"If the American reconnaissance troops happen to find the command post, then the commanders will be in danger!"

Mei Sheng also realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly said something.

"yes……"

"The American devils don't even need to besiege it. They can just send out a large number of bombers to bomb it relentlessly. I estimate that even the command post will suffer heavy losses!"

Wu Qianli sighed and said.

"Command post, American planes are bombing..."

Wu Wanli seemed to realize something, and his heart skipped a beat. He murmured in a very low voice.

"Company commander, shall we fight or not?"

"No matter how elite they are, we've captured so much American equipment, so it's like we've upgraded from ragtag weapons to cannons!"

"With the fighting strength of our Seventh Company, killing them is a piece of cake!"

Yu Congrong touched the Browning bullet chain that shimmered slightly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit as he spoke.

"Company commander, our artillery platoon has plenty of ammunition, enough for three or four rounds!"

Lei Gong made a rough estimate, then leaned over and added to the list.

"Brother, let's fight."

"The more elite the American devils are, the more likely they are to have unexpected and valuable intelligence?"

After thinking for a moment, Wu Wanli also offered some advice to Wu Qianli.

"Alright! Let's fight!"

"No matter how elite they are, our Seventh Flanking Company is going to take on the elite!"

"We'd rather take the risk ourselves than let the command take any risks at all!"

After a moment's hesitation, Wu Qianli waved his hand and gave the order.

(End of this chapter)