Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 379 Successfully captured the city, and pursued the Turkish brigade!
In the outer city of Guangzhou, Wu Wanli was leading his troops to rapidly approach the Turkish brigade's defensive line.

The engine of the No. 1 tank roared behind Wu Wanli, and the breechblock of the 85mm main gun clanged with the loader's movements.

Through the commander's periscope, he could see a ring of barricades built by the Turkish army ahead, using sandbags, bricks, and even overturned trucks.

Homemade machine gun nests spewed fire from the second-floor windows of houses on both sides, blocking the vital passage leading to the inner city.

Several anti-tank guns, cleverly concealed by the terrain, revealed only their dark muzzles, radiating a deadly chill.

"Attention all personnel, assault formation!"

Vehicles one through five, high-explosive shells, target the firing point on the second floor to the left. Immediately move forward 20 meters after firing!

Wu Wanli gave instructions into the throat microphone, and his voice was clearly transmitted through the radio's static to the commander's earpiece in every tank and armored vehicle.

His brain was working at high speed, and an invisible three-dimensional map instantly unfolded.

Street width, the extent of damage to buildings on both sides, possible blind spots, minefield markings that the Turkish army may have pre-positioned, the most likely location for a secondary relocation of anti-tank guns... all this information is presented on the Sky Eye Map.

He could "see" the brief interval when the machine gunner was reloading behind the third window on the left, and "see" the tiny movement of the anti-tank gun barrel adjusting its angle behind the broken wall on the right.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Almost simultaneously, the muzzles of five Chinese tanks spewed out huge orange-red fireballs, and the high-explosive shells accurately struck the windows on the left side of the street that were spitting fire.

Amidst the deafening explosion, bricks, wood chips, and twisted machine gun parts were hurled high into the air, and the figures of several Turkish soldiers shattered and disappeared in the flames.

Almost the instant the shells left the barrel, the tracks of five heavy Chinese tanks rolled over rubble and craters, roaring forward about twenty meters, and came into position right in the gap where the anti-tank guns on the front of the barricades were adjusting their firing arcs.

"Right-side anti-tank gun!"
At 9 o'clock, behind the broken wall!

Vehicle number six, armor-piercing rounds, suppressive fire!
Vehicles number seven and eight, equipped with heavy machine guns, were used to sweep the infantry under their cover!

Armored personnel carriers, infantry dismounted, and, in coordination with Yu Congrong's troops, cleared out the remaining enemy forces from the ruins on both sides!

Wu Wanli spoke extremely quickly, and his commands were as precise as a surgeon's scalpel.

The turret of the No. 6 tank rotated steadily, its cannon pointing at an inconspicuous section of broken wall ruins.

A capped armor-piercing shell flew out with a piercing whistle and slammed into the shield of the Turkish anti-tank gun, which had just protruded halfway from behind the broken wall.

"clang!"

A deafening metallic roar erupted, and sparks flew from the cannon shield.

Although it didn't penetrate, the enormous impact flipped the cannon to the ground, and the gunner screamed as he was crushed beneath it.

Almost simultaneously, the heavy machine guns mounted on the armored vehicles that accompanied the tanks opened fire, the roar of the 12.7mm heavy machine guns drowning out all other noises on the battlefield.

A dense hail of bullets rained down around the anti-tank gun, forming a deadly fire net. Several Turkish soldiers who tried to drag the gun were instantly riddled with bullets.

At the same time, the armored personnel carrier's hatch opened with a "bang".

Armored guards of the 7th Steel Brigade, armed with Thompson submachine guns or Mosin-Nagant rifles, leaped out like tigers descending from the mountain.

They worked in groups of three, with two providing fire support and the other quickly leaping forward to throw grenades; their movements were swift and coordinated.

The grenade exploded in a corner of the ruins where the Turkish troops were hiding, scattering fragments and filling the air with smoke.

Before the smoke had even cleared, gleaming bayonets followed closely behind the shrapnel, plunging into the corner where the remaining Turkish soldiers were hiding.

A fierce close-quarters battle erupted instantly, with roars, the clash of bayonets, and the dying screams all mingling together.

"Thunder God! Firepower covers the fan-shaped area directly in front of the gap in the barricade!"
350mm sights, five rapid-fire rounds! Suppress enemy reinforcements!

Wu Wanli glanced at the Sky Eye map and spotted signs that Turkish reserve troops were rapidly reinforcing the area behind the barricades along a hidden drainage ditch. He immediately called out.

"Roger! Target area, rapid fire! Firing!"

Soon, the thunder god's roar echoed through the radio.

A moment later, a sharp whooshing sound tore through the air as a barrage of mortar shells slammed into the area Wu Wanli had designated, precisely covering the drainage ditch and its surroundings.

The continuous, violent explosions kicked up plumes of smoke, dust, and debris, mixed with the severed limbs of Turkish soldiers, instantly shattering the reinforcements' momentum.

"Armored battalion! Charge forward! Break through the barricades! Run them over!"

Wu Wanli seized this fleeting opportunity and shouted loudly into the walkie-talkie.

A few seconds later, the three Chinese tanks at the front of the line, braving sporadic rifle and submachine gun bullets from the Turkish army, rammed into the core fortifications that the Turkish army had built with sandbags and rubble on the main street.

"Boom! Click!"

The immense impact caused the entire fortification to collapse and shatter with a groan.

Sandbags were crushed, yellow sand gushed out, and thick logs broke under the steel tracks.

Turkish soldiers crawled out of the collapsed fortifications in terror.

However, they were met head-on by a barrage of 7.62mm bullets from a tank's coaxial machine gun and 12.7mm bullets from an armored vehicle's heavy machine gun, and were instantly mowed down.

Two hundred elite infantrymen from the armored guard battalion followed closely behind the advancing tanks, using precise bursts and dense submachine gun fire to sweep away any Turkish soldiers who dared to show their faces on both sides.

Yu Congrong led more than 2,000 soldiers of the artillery detachment to press up from the rear, providing continuous suppressive fire with light and heavy machine guns and mortars, completely nipping the Turkish counterattack in the bud.

The last line of barricades in the outer city was completely destroyed by the combined assault of the 7th Steel Brigade's infantry, tanks, and artillery.

At this moment, the street suddenly narrowed.

After passing the last barricade of the outer city, the maze-like inner city lies ahead.

Narrow alleyways, dense low-rise houses, and piles of rubble formed by collapsed buildings constitute natural obstacles and death traps for tanks and armored vehicles.

Through the periscope, Wu Wanli saw an armored reconnaissance vehicle at the forefront being hit by several Molotov cocktails that flew down from the roofs on both sides.

Flames quickly engulfed the vehicle, and the soldiers inside screamed and tumbled out, only to be felled by bullets fired from concealed positions.

Another T-34 attempted to force its way through an alley, but got stuck between the beams and pillars of a collapsed building, becoming an excellent target.

Turkish soldiers threw explosive charges and cluster grenades from the rooftops, which exploded near the tank's tracks. Although they did not destroy the tank, they did sever the tracks.

"Armored battalion halt!"

All vehicles, establish a circular defensive firing point on the spot!
Heavy machine guns and tank cannons, block all major alleyways!

Suppress enemy fire! Cover the infantry's advance!

After Wu Wanli decisively gave the order, he kicked open the heavy overhead hatch, and the smell of gunpowder and blood filled the air.

He quickly drew his pistol from his waist and fired three shots into the sky, the clear gunshots drowning out the noise of the battlefield.

"Comrades of the Seventh Steel Brigade!"

Where tanks can't go, we'll use our bayonets to fight our way in!

The time has come for the Party and the people to test us. Charge with me!

The roar was like thunder, exploding in the ears of every soldier in the Seventh Steel Brigade.

He pulled the chilling military dagger from behind his back, and with a "click," it was firmly attached to the rifle, its gleaming blade flashing coldly.

"Go on the bayonet!"

The roars of commanders at all levels rose and fell, followed by a chilling clang of metal striking metal that instantly echoed across the battlefield!
The soldiers of the Seventh Steel Brigade completed the bayonet-fixing action almost simultaneously.

Countless cold bayonets joined together, silently and resolutely following their captain as they charged into the narrow and treacherous alleyways of the inner city.

As if foreseeing the dead end of the storm, Wu Wanli led his most elite guard battalion into a relatively wide intersection.

From behind the collapsed buildings and remaining walls on both sides, a frenzied roar and a barrage of gunfire suddenly erupted!
"Allahu Akbar!"

Dozens of Turkish brigade soldiers, wearing their signature brown felt hats and carrying American-made M1 Garand rifles and gleaming Turkish scimitars, burst out from the ruins like wolves that had caught the scent of blood.

They were clearly well-prepared, using the familiar terrain to their advantage and intending to offset the firepower superiority of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army through close-quarters combat.

"Spread out! Form groups of three! Back to back! Watch out for the curved blades!"

Wu Wanli immediately roared.

The guards instantly changed formation, forming groups of three with their vests facing each other, creating stable miniature defensive circles.

Instead of retreating, Wu Wanli advanced, charging head-on towards the burly Tujia officer at the forefront!

The Turkish brigade officer was tall and strong, with a hideous scar on his face and a fanatical glint in his eyes. With a bayonet attached to his hand, Garand swung with a fierce wind, thrusting straight for Wu Wanli's heart!
Wu Wanli's sharp eyes caught the trajectory of the bayonet, and at the moment when the tip of the bayonet was only half a foot away, he took a half step back with lightning speed with his left foot.

As he dodged, he suddenly turned his body to the right, and his right hand swung the butt of his gun upwards with a precise and swift diagonal motion.

"clang!"

With a piercing clang of metal on metal, the butt of the rifle slammed into the middle of the opponent's rifle, near the handguard!
The immense force not only deflected the fatal thrust, but also caused the burly officer's hand to tremble violently, almost causing him to drop his rifle, leaving the center of the gun wide open!

Wu Wanli's right arm muscles bulged, and with the explosive force of twisting his waist to the side, he poured all his strength into his right arm, and thrust the bayonet in his hand straight up into the opponent's exposed throat!
The distinctive three-sided blood groove of the bayonet instantly filled with air, emitting a faint "hissing" sound.

fast!
Extremely fast!

The sergeant's eyes flashed with horror for only a moment before the cold, sharp blade had completely pierced his neck, all the way to his handguard!
Wu Wanli twisted and pulled his wrist sharply, sending out a jet of hot blood like a fountain.

The tall figure collapsed to the ground without uttering a sound, the Turkish scimitar in his hand clattering to the floor.

Throughout all of this last night, Wu Wanli remained low to the ground without the slightest pause!

A Turkish scimitar, gleaming with a cold light and shaped like a crescent moon, sliced ​​almost across his scalp!

The icy blade sent shivers down his spine.

The Turkish soldiers wielding knives were short and stocky, and moved with exceptional agility.

Seeing that his strike missed, he twisted his wrist, and the curved blade drew a strange arc, slashing diagonally at Wu Wanli's left rib!
Wu Wanli's left hand shot out like an iron clamp, precisely grabbing the knife-wielder's right wrist and pulling him forcefully into his arms!
The Turkish soldier was thrown forward by the immense force.

Just as he lost his balance and fell forward, Wu Wanli's right hand, using the momentum of his forward thrust, plunged the bayonet into his left chest, right in front of his heart, with a standard forward thrust!

The bayonet was pulled out, drawing out a large amount of blood.

The whole process was smooth and quick, taking only a breath or two.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out, and a bullet grazed Wu Wanli's right shoulder, hitting the broken wall behind him and sending up shards of stone.

Without even looking, Wu Wanli spun around like a top to the right and back, instantly aiming his gun at the direction from which the bullet was coming and pulling the trigger.

"boom!"

A Turkish officer who had just peeked out from behind a half-wall, holding a pistol, suddenly had a burst of blood erupt from his chest and fell backward.

"Commander! Watch out behind you!"

At this moment, the prehistoric creature suddenly shouted a warning.

Almost as soon as Wu Wanli heard the sound, his body instinctively lunged forward and rolled over.

A heavy scimitar, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, slammed down on the spot where he had just stood, shattering a brick into pieces!
An exceptionally tall and strong Turkish captain stood like an iron tower, his hands gripping a heavy Turkish scimitar with an ancient design and ornate patterns, the blade still dripping with blood.

He was clearly the commander of the ambush force, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intently at Wu Wanli.

Wu Wanli rolled to his feet, half-squatting on the ground, the muzzle of his gun already raised.

However, the Turkish captain was faster, charging forward like a cannonball. His Turkish scimitar carried the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, and with a fierce diagonal slash, he aimed straight for Wu Wanli's neck!
Its speed and power far surpassed those of the sergeant from before!
Wu Wanli immediately and forcefully held his bayonet horizontally in front of him to block the attack.

"clang!!!"

A deafening roar erupted!
Swords and spears clashed, sparks flew!

The immense force traveled through the gun, causing Wu Wanli's arm to tremble violently, his hand to go numb, and his body to stagger back two steps before regaining his balance.

The Turkish captain was also forced back half a step by the recoil, but immediately roared and pounced again, his scimitar turning into flashes of cold light, sweeping over Wu Wanli!
His swordsmanship was expansive and powerful, each strike carrying the ruthlessness to cleave a person in two.

Wu Wanli's eyes were cold, showing no sign of panic. He abandoned the idea of ​​firing and focused all his attention on the bayonet in his hand.

Instead of taking the opponent's powerful slash head-on, he used his agile footwork and body movements to maneuver and dodge in the narrow space.

Wu Wanli suddenly slid to the side, dodging a powerful vertical chop that seemed to split Mount Hua in two.

Immediately after, he ducked, and the curved blade swept overhead with a sharp whistle.

He then took a swift step back, the tip of the knife grazing his chest.

He retreated, searching for gaps and openings in the opponent's attack.

Although the Turkish captain's swordsmanship was fierce, the continuous heavy slashes were also consuming his strength, and his movements began to show a slight, imperceptible sluggishness.

Just as the Turkish captain raised his scimitar again, preparing to launch an even more ferocious slash, his backward leaning posture exposed his chest and abdomen for an extremely brief moment! Wu Wanli took a step forward with his left foot, and like an arrow released from a bow, he crashed into the other man's arms. Using the force of the forward impact, his right hand wielded the bayonet in a swift and unparalleled counter-slash from bottom to top!

The target was aimed directly at the right armpit of the opponent, who had raised his knife!

"Pfft!"

The sharp triangular bayonet pierced the Turkish captain's right armpit from below!
The armor in this area is thin, extending directly into the chest cavity!
The immense pain caused the Turkish captain to let out a bloodcurdling scream, and he could no longer hold onto the curved sword, which fell to the ground.

Wu Wanli exerted force with his right wrist and twisted it violently!

At the same time, he clenched his left fist and delivered a heavy hook punch to the opponent's already injured right rib area!

The Turkish captain's massive body collapsed to his knees as if his bones had been removed, blood mixed with shattered internal organs gushing from wounds in his mouth, nose, and armpits.

Wu Wanli coldly drew his bayonet, drawing out even more blood.

The Turkish captain, his eyes wide with resentment, collapsed heavily to the ground.

The commander's terrifying ability to instantly kill three elite Turkish officers greatly boosted the morale of the guard platoon!

But the ferocity of the Turkish brigade soldiers far exceeded expectations!
Driven by a religious fanaticism and a sense of honor, they disregarded their own lives.

The three-man teams of the Seventh Steel Brigade were locked in a fierce battle with the Turkish soldiers.

The sounds of bayonets thrusting, parrying, and colliding, the sparks flying from scimitars slashing at gun barrels and bayonets, the muffled thuds of flesh being pierced and torn, and the roars and screams of soldiers dying filled the narrow alleyways.

Just as a soldier from the 7th Steel Brigade stabbed a Turkish soldier in the abdomen with his bayonet, another Turkish soldier's curved knife, gleaming coldly, was already slashing toward his neck from the side!

The comrade next to him roared and slammed his rifle butt into the arm of the soldier holding the knife, deflecting the slash. The curved knife grazed the soldier's shoulder and fell, taking away a large piece of flesh!

Despite the excruciating pain, the soldier withdrew his bayonet and plunged it into the attacker's ribs!

Another soldier in the three-man squad was tackled to the ground by a fearless Turkish soldier. The two rolled and wrestled on the ground, and the Turkish soldier drew a dagger from his waist and frantically stabbed the Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldier beneath him.

The soldier used all his strength to grab the opponent's wrist holding the knife and slammed his head into the opponent's face, causing blood to splatter from his nose!

His teammates immediately stepped forward and plunged their bayonets into the Turkish soldier's back!
The fighting was exceptionally fierce.

The soldiers of the Seventh Steel Brigade demonstrated the fighting spirit of the elite soldiers of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army and their superb teamwork.

They worked in groups of three, back to back, providing cover for each other.

One man lunged forward to draw attention, another blocked and provided cover, and a third delivered a fatal blow from the flank. Their movements were skillful and their teamwork was excellent, creating a numerical advantage in the local area.

Even when faced with the Turkish soldiers' frenzied slashing with curved swords, they parried with rifle butts, charged with their bodies, and fought back with bayonets, never retreating an inch!

Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers kept falling, but someone would immediately fill the gap, keeping the combat team intact.

Wu Wanli was like the eye of a storm on the battlefield, his bayonet like the scythe of death, every thrust accurate and deadly!
He would sometimes form a tighter assault formation with the guards, piercing through the Turkish defenses like a sharp knife.

Sometimes they would appear near the most stressed group like firefighters, killing enemy soldiers within seconds and stabilizing the battle line.

His superhuman strength, speed, reaction time, and control over the rhythm of battle created a powerful battlefield dominance, causing the surrounding Ottoman soldiers to instinctively want to avoid his sharp edge.

The street fighting unfolded fiercely in every street, every house, and every pile of rubble.

Yu Congrong's artillery detachment used mortars and heavy machine guns to suppress and strike the high firing points and densely populated areas occupied by the Turkish army, clearing obstacles for the assault troops.

The assault and reconnaissance detachments led by Gao Daxing and Pinghe also successfully broke through several gaps from the east and west, and entered the city.

Together with the main force led by Wu Wanli, they formed a multi-pronged strategy to contain and divide the local enemy forces in the city.

The fierce street fighting lasted for nearly two hours.

The Seventh Steel Brigade's offensive advanced slowly but steadily, like lava, with each step accompanied by the blood and lives of soldiers from both sides.

After the initial Turkish ambush was annihilated, the Turkish brigade soldiers who were subsequently deployed, though still fearless, were repeatedly breached by the powerful attacks led by Wu Wanli himself.

In the central square, the Turkish army, relying on the sturdy granite city hall building and several surrounding solid stone buildings, constructed the final core defensive perimeter.

This is also the location of the Turkish military brigade headquarters.

Brigadier General Aziz stood at the observation window on the third floor of the city hall, his face ashen as he looked at the battlefield situation map.

On the map, the blue areas representing our control are being gradually eroded and cut apart by the red arrows representing the attack of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army.

The radio crackled with cries for help, urgent calls, and reports of casualties from battalion and company commanders, a cacophony of despair filling the air.

"Commander! The textile factory area in Dongcheng District has completely fallen!"

The battalion commander of the 3rd Battalion has been killed in action! The battalion headquarters is surrounded! The survivors are retreating towards the square!

"Report! The warehouse area in Xicheng District has been breached!"
The enemy's infiltrative forces have cut off our communication with the Second Battalion!

"South Gate! The main defensive line at the South Gate has collapsed!"
The Chinese People's Volunteer Army tanks blocked the street corner and bombarded our firing positions with direct-fire artillery!
Infantry have breached the edge of the square! Requesting reinforcements! Requesting reinforcements!

"Brigade Commander! Where are the reserves I was assigned to?!"
My company is almost wiped out! We can't hold on any longer!

"Commander, our warriors have suffered heavy casualties! If this continues, we will be completely surrounded here!"

A Turkish staff officer couldn't help but whisper a reminder.

Upon hearing this, Brigadier General Aziz slammed his fist heavily on the table.

Outside the window, violent explosions continued to resound, making the glass vibrate.

He witnessed a Turkish M24 Chaffee light tank attempting to establish an anti-tank position being struck in the turret by an armor-piercing shell fired from a Chinese People's Volunteer Army T-34 in the distance, instantly turning into a burning fireball.

A three-story building on the west side of the square, which served as a support point, collapsed halfway under the continuous bombardment of mortars and tank guns by the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, and the defenders inside were likely to perish.

Further away, Turkish soldiers in khaki uniforms could be vaguely seen being driven out of their bunkers by Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers with bayonets, as a final hand-to-hand combat erupted among the ruins at the edge of the square.

Turkish soldiers continued to fall, and the positions at the edge of the square were being compressed and swallowed up at a visible speed.

He picked up his binoculars and, through the smoke, clearly saw a lithe figure charging ahead at the point of intense fighting in the southeast corner of the square.

With each swing of his weapon, a Turkish soldier fell.

The soldiers around that man were as steadfast as rocks, forming groups of three and providing mutual cover.

Amidst the flashing bayonets, even with the ferocity of their curved swords and their individual bravery, the Turkish soldiers could not gain the slightest advantage and were instead repeatedly stabbed to death.

That man was Wu Wanli! He was heading straight for the city hall!

"brigadier!
The latest casualty statistics preliminarily estimate that fewer than 3,500 personnel are still capable of fighting!

A staff officer reported in a trembling voice.

This means that since the start of the war, his proud Turkish brigade has lost more than half of its strength!
Meanwhile, the enemy's main force, especially the devilish Steel Seventh Brigade, did not weaken its offensive in the slightest.

Aziz's heart was bleeding.

These soldiers are Türkiye's most elite warriors, the pride and precious asset of the nation!

For the sake of the UN forces' strategy, for the so-called "Battle of Seoul," must they all be buried in the ruins of this isolated city in a foreign land?
He recalled Ridgway's tone when he ordered him to hold Guangzhou to the death, and Van Fleet's arrogant assurances that reinforcements and air support would arrive in an endless stream.

However, the 1st Cavalry Division has been successfully blocked in the direction of Shirogane Valley and has not been heard from since. Apart from a few reconnaissance planes occasionally flying by, the promised air support has not materialized and large-scale ground attacks have been nowhere to be seen!
Just then, a company commander at the front called out over the radio, his voice trembling with tears: "Brigade Commander! This is Hassan, the company commander of the South Square block!"

We're finished! The Chinese are too fierce!
They're right outside!

Allah is the greatest! For Türkiye… brothers! Let's fight them! Aaaaaah—!

The communication came to an abrupt halt amidst intense gunfire, explosions, and frantic curses and shouts in the local language.

Silence, a deathly silence, enveloped the command room.

All eyes were on Aziz.

Major Shahruk, the adjutant, moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

Aziz took a deep breath, and the pain and struggle in his eyes were replaced by a resolute coldness.

He no longer hesitated! He couldn't allow his entire brigade to be wiped out here!

"A communications soldier!"

Aziz's voice was hoarse and heavy.

"To!"

The communications soldier immediately stood at attention.

"Call Air Force Command immediately!"

Use the highest priority password!

Notice: My Turkish brigade was attacked by the main force of the Chinese army, the 7th Steel Brigade, and several other units in Guangzhou. After several hours of fierce fighting, we inflicted heavy casualties on the enemy!
However, the Chinese army was strong and launched a fierce offensive. Our troops suffered more than half of their casualties, and our core positions and command posts were in imminent danger!

Request immediate maximum close air support!

Bombing area: Guangzhou city center square and surrounding main streets, to cover the breakout of our remaining elite troops!
Furthermore, we need to deploy a sufficient number of air force fighter jets to bomb the city and then escort us on our breakout journey!

"Yes, Commander!"

The Turkish brigade's communications soldier quickly transcribed the order and rushed to the radio.

"Sharuk!"

"Here I am, Commander!"

"Order all units that can still be contacted to immediately abandon their current positions and retreat towards the Baishui River in the north of the city!"

Notify the reserve force stationed in the north of the city to establish a blocking position on the north bank of the Baishui River at all costs to facilitate the main force's retreat!

All heavy equipment, such as artillery and vehicles, that cannot be taken away should be destroyed on the spot!
Take any heavy weapons you can carry with you!

Take the wounded who can walk with you, and the seriously wounded...

Aziz's voice paused, a barely perceptible hint of pain flashing across his face.

"...They were housed in the basement of the city hall, with enough medicine and... grenades left behind."

He didn't finish speaking, but his meaning was already very clear.

"Yes!"

Major Shahruk saluted, his eyes heavy, and turned to relay the order.

"Brigadier, are we... just going to abandon Guangzhou like this?"

A young Turkish brigade staff officer asked, unwilling to give up.

Aziz looked out the window at the approaching shouts and flames, his gaze hardening: "This is not giving up, this is preserving our last seed!"

For Türkiye! Execute the order!
Organize a breakout immediately!

Target: Baishui River in the north of the city! Act quickly!

"Yes!"

The young Turkish brigade staff officer immediately agreed.

The order was issued swiftly.

With several loud explosions, the few remaining guns and mortars still capable of firing on the square were destroyed.

Large numbers of Turkish soldiers, led by their officers, began to surge northwards like a tide, taking turns providing cover.

Chaos was inevitable, and some troops that were unable to retreat in time were surrounded by the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, where they launched a final, desperate resistance.

Just as the main Turkish forces began a large-scale retreat and collapse to the north, the sound of engines roaring from afar finally came from the sky.

A massive formation of more than a dozen U.S. F-80 jet fighter-bombers and P-51 Mustang fighters roared into the skies above Guangzhou.

A piercing shriek shattered the battlefield's clamor!
The dark mass of aerial bombs, like hail from hell, accompanied by the whistling of death, crashed down on the central square area and the densest block of the Seventh Steel Brigade's attacking force!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Rumble rumble rumble—!!!"

In an instant, the earth shook violently, and the entire city of Guangzhou seemed to tremble violently!

Huge fireballs shot into the sky one after another on the front line of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army's offensive, instantly engulfing the soldiers!
The scorching air currents, mixed with deadly shrapnel and shockwaves, spread violently in all directions, destroying everything in their path!
Bricks, wooden beams, and human remains were thrown high into the air, then fell like raindrops mixed with mud and gunpowder smoke.

Thick smoke and flames rose up, obscuring most of the sky.

The Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers who were just charging forward were instantly engulfed by this sudden storm of steel and made enormous sacrifices.

"Oh no, the remnants of the Turkish brigade have escaped!"
Remind Comrade Zhang Xinghua and his men to prepare for a blocking attack!
The rest of you, follow me!

Wu Wanli looked at the map of the Sky Eye and immediately shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)