Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 393 The attack by the Zhisi was halted immediately! Li Yunlong's determination for a general offensive! Wu Wanli's divine move!
Shiji
Chief of Staff Xie flung open the heavy wooden door, the telegram paper in his hand rustling as he rushed to the huge battle sand table: "General! Commander Chen! Han River! Great victory at Han River!"
Under the leadership of Comrade Wu Wanli, the Seventh Steel Brigade has breached the Han River defense line!

For a split second, time seemed to freeze in the entire operations room.

Chief Chen sprang up from his chair, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of the sand table: "What?!"

Wu Wanli?
He... managed to bite through it?!
"How long has it been?!"

The boss suddenly looked up at Chief of Staff Xie: "Explain yourself! How was it torn?"
What are the casualties? What is their current location?

Chief of Staff Xie nodded vigorously, speaking at a speed like a machine gun firing rapidly: "Comrade Wu Wanli's command is absolutely brilliant!"

He first used North Korean comrades to launch a feint attack on the eastern section of the defense line, creating a huge momentum that drew away all of the US military's reserve elite forces!

Just as the US reserve forces were moving eastward, the main force of the 7th Steel Brigade, with tanks leading the way and infantry and artillery coordinating, fiercely attacked the enemy's central junction!

Caught off guard, the US and South Korean forces were completely outmaneuvered!
Pinghe's reconnaissance detachment broke through on the flank, while Gao Daxing's demolition team blew up the core fortress!

The Seventh Steel Brigade has now broken through the defenses and is advancing at full speed towards Seoul!

Upon hearing this, Chief Chen slammed his hand on the table, causing the teacups to bounce wildly: "Good!"

That kid! He pulled off a feint attack on us!
Head-on confrontation, targeting the enemy's toughest spot!
audacious in the extreme!

That boldness, that vision—Li Yunlong has trained a real gem!

Minister Hong could not hide his shock and shook his head: "I really didn't expect that."

Originally, it was thought that even if Li Yunlong gathered all the main forces on the eastern front, he would have to wear down his skin and bleed a lot before he could finally take it down on the banks of the Han River.

Unexpectedly, Wu Wanli went straight to the point and managed to crack open the enemy's turtle shell!
This level of command, decisive action, courage, and diligence is rarely seen in the military!

The operations director and the room full of staff officers began to discuss it animatedly, their amazement and admiration evident in their words.

The thick blue line on the sand table, symbolizing the Han River defense line, now appeared to everyone as if it had been slashed open with a bloody gash by an invisible sharp knife.

Chief of Staff Xie raised his hand to suppress his voice, but his expression turned serious: "However! Li Yunlong sent an urgent telegram: When he led the main force of the Eastern Front Assault Group to the north bank of the Han River, the US and South Korean forces reacted very quickly and urgently deployed troops to re-block that breakthrough!"

The firepower on the Han River defense line is exceptionally fierce now!
Even more seriously, after the elite US force defeated the North Korean comrades who were making a feint attack, it was now relentlessly pursuing Wu Wanli's Steel Seventh Brigade, which had penetrated deep behind enemy lines!

Li Yunlong requested that we mobilize the air force to provide support, bombing the newly consolidated Han River defense line to facilitate his main force's crossing of the river!

Before the words were finished, a young staff officer in charge of coordinating with the Air Force blurted out instinctively: "Air Force?"
The main fighter jet group is currently providing full support to the western front army group's attack on Chipyong-ni, and the fierce battle is in full swing!
The immediate redeployment... the pressure on the western front is increasing dramatically, could it be...?

Commander Chen raised his thick eyebrows and interrupted without hesitation, his fiercely protective temper instantly igniting: "Western Front! Western Front!"
The eastern front has been breached, and the knife has been plunged directly into Seoul!
Does Ridgway still have the mind to waste time with us on the Western Front?

His entire army on the western front had to run back!

Do you even know what a campaign hub is?

"If we win on the eastern front, the western front will naturally be relieved!"

The staff officer was intimidated by Chief Chen's imposing manner, his face turned red, and he dared not say another word.

The command post fell into an eerie silence, everyone's eyes fixed on the silent, mountain-like figure of the CEO behind the sand table.

He kept staring at the location of Seoul on the sand table, his rough fingers tapping slowly and heavily on the table.

Each strike felt like a blow to everyone's tense heartstrings, the air so heavy it seemed you could wring water out of it.

Finally, the knocking stopped.

The boss raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the room, and said decisively, "Transfer!"

Everyone was cheered up.

The boss's voice wasn't loud, but it carried immense power: "Take off all land-based fighter jets that are still operational!"

However, Li Yunlong was informed beforehand that the attack must be stopped immediately!

Artillery fire has no eyes; let's not let our bombs fall on our own people!

Old Hong, contact the Navy immediately!
He ordered the nearest transport fleet, carrying weapons, ammunition, and medical supplies brought from the country, to head at full speed toward the west coast of North Korea!
Li Yunlong is taking on tough challenges; we can't let him run out of supplies! Send him as many shells, bullets, food, and medicine as you can!
Tell the fleet to move close to the coastline and be aware of air defenses!
Deliver it to your destination at all costs!

"Yes!"

Everyone straightened their backs simultaneously and shouted their orders, their voices resonating with a resolute fighting spirit within the command post. The command, like radio waves, pierced the sky and flew in all directions.

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Meanwhile, to the east of Seoul, beside a bend in a winding dirt road, on an inconspicuous hill...

Under a few clumps of withered grass and camouflage netting, the temporary command post of the Seventh Steel Brigade was set up here.

The smell of gunpowder mixed with the scorched earth was carried in by the mountain wind and blew in in gusts.

Liu Hanqing put down the telegram he had just translated, walked to Wu Wanli's side with a slightly heavy expression, and lowered his voice: "Wanli, urgent telegram!"

Commander Li Yunlong's main force... was blocked on the north bank of the Han River!
The defenders of the Han River defense line reacted too quickly, sealing off the breaches tightly and creating an impenetrable network of firepower!

What's more troublesome is that an elite US military unit is tailing us, less than 20 kilometers away!

They have at least ten thousand troops, all of them tough opponents!

The several thousand troops garrisoning Seoul remained motionless, seemingly determined to cower and await reinforcements!

The command post fell into a deathly silence.

The faces of Yu Congrong, Gao Daxing, Lei Gong, Pinghe, and others, still flushed from the intense battle, were now shrouded in gloom by the cold intelligence report.

Deep in enemy territory, with fortified cities ahead and pursuers behind, and supply lines cut off—the feeling of being in dire straits was overwhelming.

Gao Daxing slammed his fist on the ammunition box, making the spent bullet casings on it bounce up: "Damn it! Still hiding?"

I'll lead the assault detachment as the vanguard, ensuring we're the first to enter Seoul!

Yu Congrong spat out the grass root in his mouth, pulled the bolt of his submachine gun, and made a piercing metallic scraping sound: "Count me in!"
The artillery detachment still has enough shells left to carve a bloody path!
"Commander-in-Chief, give the order! We'll lead the charge!"

Lei Gong, who had been silent all along, raised his head, his face deeply lined with worry: "Lead the charge?"

You idiot, Seoul isn't some small town like Guri!

The city walls were high and thick, and reinforced concrete fortifications were everywhere!
Although the enemy's firepower configuration is incomplete, it's obvious that their crossfire network could tear us to shreds!
If we charge in, it's like banging our heads against an iron wall!
What's more... there's that mad dog Allen behind them!
Besieged on both sides, certain death awaits!

Pinghe nodded calmly, tracing several points on the map around the outskirts of Seoul: "What Lei Gong said makes sense."

A direct assault on Seoul now would result in unbearable casualties, and it would be virtually impossible to succeed before Allen catches up.

My suggestion is to abandon Seoul and instead, on this only route, choose the most dangerous terrain, relying on the mountain pass, to ambush the pursuing American troops!
Concentrate all our forces and eliminate or severely damage this pursuing force!
Only by removing this thorn in our side can we catch our breath and plan our next move!

When two opinions clash.

Gao Daxing and Yu Congrong advocated attacking Seoul, a desperate gamble.

Lei Gong and Ping He advocated ambushing the pursuing troops on the spot, using retreat as a strategy for advancement.

All eyes were once again focused on Wu Wanli.

He stood with his back to the crowd in front of the observation post, gazing at the blurry outline of Seoul in the distance, his figure frozen like a silent rock.

No one knew that in Wu Wanli's mind, the "Sky Eye Map" that only he could perceive was unfolding with unprecedented clarity.

From a godlike perspective: inside and outside Seoul, countless red dots representing the enemy are distributed like an anthill, and the solid fortifications gleam with a cold, hard metallic luster.

Behind him, Allen's massive "Iron Hammer" mixed force rolled along the road like a rapidly moving crimson flame, with the vanguard armored reconnaissance squad already very close.

On the Han River defense line, the red wall representing the US-South Korean military defense line is so thick it's suffocating.

But behind the barrier, the blue arrow representing Li Yunlong's main assault group on the eastern front is like a suppressed volcano, repeatedly pounding against the red barrier.

Each impact sent up a blinding flash of light, a sign of intense fighting.

On the map, Wu Wanli used his mind to draw several virtual lines representing different action plans, which were rapidly evolving and deducing.

A direct assault on Seoul would likely be quickly overwhelmed by massive casualties.

The entire army ambushed the pursuing American troops, which would result in fierce fighting. Although they could inflict heavy casualties, the battle would be lengthy and there was a risk of being caught in a pincer attack by the Seoul garrison.

Finally, a golden, daring, almost insane route of action suddenly lit up deep within Wu Wanli's consciousness.

Starting from the command post, it spun a sharp, huge arc to the west, avoiding the front of Seoul, and then sped back, like the tip of a spear thrusting back, piercing straight into the rear of the Han River defense line!
Clearly, the risk is extremely high.

However, if successful, it will form a north-south counter-attack with Li Yunlong's main force, and Sol's hastily repaired defenses will be attacked from both sides and collapse instantly!
As for Allen's pursuers, if they are held back on the pre-arranged battlefield by a well-trained blocking force, they will be unable to return to provide timely support!

Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds in the command post.

Wu Wanli slowly turned around and said decisively, "The main force will neither attack Seoul nor engage in a decisive battle with Allen here."

"what?!"

Gao Daxing, Yu Congrong, Lei Gong, Ping He, and Liu Hanqing all fell silent at the same time, their faces filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Why not attack Seoul, or ambush the pursuing troops?
Where else can we go?
Wu Wanli strode to the map table, his finger sharp as a knife, and stabbed a point behind the Han River defense line: "Let's go back!"

"Go back?!"

Liu Hanqing thought he had misheard.

"Correct!"

Wu Wanli drew a swift westward arc on the map with his finger, finally pointing it sharply at the position opposite Li Yunlong's main force on the north bank of the Han River.

"From here!"

Steel Seventh Brigade Main Force, follow me!

Bypass Seoul's front line and strike directly at the Han River defense line from behind!

Coordinate with Commander Li Yunlong's main force to launch a pincer attack from the north and south!
Smash this rotten wall of defense along the Han River!

He suddenly looked up, his gaze sweeping across the shocked faces of the crowd: "Leave a force here to hold off the elite American pursuers!"

The mission is not to annihilate him, but to keep him pinned down!
Like a piece of chewing gum, making it impossible for him to escape!

This will buy time for our main force to flank and encircle the defensive line!

Remember, it's about sticking!

It was like a bombshell exploding in the cramped command post!

Back carbine!
In dire straits, instead of crashing into Seoul or turning back to fight the pursuers, they used their main force to carry out such a long and daring maneuver behind enemy lines, directly attacking the enemy's core defense line from the rear!
This idea is absolutely wildly imaginative and groundbreaking!
After a brief silence, a surge of scalding heat instantly dispelled the gloom and doubts in everyone's hearts.

The immense shock was instantly replaced by an even stronger sense of excitement and admiration!
Gao Daxing stomped his foot hard and grinned, "My God! Captain, that move of yours... was brilliant!"
UN Commander Ridgway never dreamed we would launch a surprise attack!

Yu Congrong rubbed his hands excitedly: "Great! That's wonderful!"

"Let's coordinate with Commander Li Yunlong from the inside and outside, and see how that wall of defense along the Han River can stand!"

Lei Gong's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and his eyes flashed with a brilliant light: "A stroke of genius!"
Catch the enemy by surprise and attack them unprepared!
The Han River defense line's back is its softest rib!

Pinghe immediately bent down and looked at the map: "Understood!"

I personally led the main force of the reconnaissance detachment, reinforced with two of the most elite infantry companies, to carry out the mission of blocking and holding off the elite American pursuers!

There just happens to be a place nearby with excellent terrain, with a valley between two mountains and a highway running through it!
"As long as we block both ends and let him in, he won't be able to get out easily!"

"it is good!

Pinghe, the mission of blocking the enemy is entrusted to you!
Remember, your mission is to hold off the pursuing American troops, not to devour them!

Utilize the terrain, employ layered blocking tactics, and utilize mobile defense to pin them down!

Wu Wanli gave the order.

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

Pinghe stepped forward, his voice resolute.

Wu Wanli's voice suddenly rose: "All other detachments, immediately regroup your troops!"
Gao Daxing's assault team will lead the way!

Yu Congrong's artillery detachment followed up!
The Thunder God Cannon Group dismantles heavy equipment; take what you can carry, and hide what you can't on the spot!
Prehistoric armored guard battalion covers the rear! Target—the rear of the Han River defense line!
"Forced march! Let's go!"

The commands rolled like thunder.

The command post instantly erupted in cheers!

The sounds of radio calls, messengers running, and weapons clashing filled the air.

On faces blackened by gunpowder smoke, exhaustion and anxiety were replaced by an almost fanatical fighting spirit.

Back carbine!
This sharp arc, carved out of the desperate situation and brimming with boundless imagination, completely ignited every drop of blood in the Seventh Steel Brigade!

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Soon after, along the Han River defense line, a hellish scene stretched endlessly across the scorched earth. The night was torn to shreds by artillery fire.

On the Han River defense line, which the US and South Korean forces have re-established, the ghastly white beams of searchlights, like the tentacles of death, sweep wildly across the scorched earth and wreckage.

Each sweep reveals a scene that chills the heart.

Torn strips of military uniform fabric hung from the broken and twisted barbed wire.

On the land repeatedly ravaged by heavy artillery shells, unrecognizable limbs and severed bodies are scattered.

In the area licked by napalm, charred tree trunks still emitted wisps of smoke, and twisted humanoid carbonized figures exuded a pungent stench.

"Whoosh—Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Whoosh—Boom!"

American 105mm and 155mm howitzers, along with firepower deployed along the river, wove together an impenetrable net of destruction.

Shells rained down on the path of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army's charge, like hailstones.

The earth trembled violently amidst the continuous explosions, the deafening roars forming an endless deathly din that repeatedly crushed people's eardrums and will.

"Comrades! For the motherland! Charge!"

The hoarse shouts sounded so faint between the explosions that they were instantly drowned out by the even more intense cannon fire.

Soldiers from the 27th, 12th, 15th and 60th Armies, led by commanders at all levels, braved a hail of bullets and launched desperate charges time and time again.

They used craters to jump forward and crawled through the billowing smoke.

Heavy machine gun positions are the primary targets of assault. Often, a platoon or even a company of soldiers would be swept away by crossfire as they approached the enemy's firing positions.

Blood stained the cold river water and every inch of the contested land.

A company of the 179th Division of the 60th Army, led by its company commander, painstakingly carved out a narrow passage through barbed wire and minefields with their bare hands.

Dozens of soldiers fell, and the remaining men stepped over the bodies of their comrades and rushed toward a bunker that was spitting fire.

The demolition expert had just raised the explosive charge when he was riddled with bullets from machine guns fired from the flank.

With red eyes, the deputy squad leader rushed forward, lit the fuse, and, clutching the hissing, smoking explosive charge, roared as he rolled into the bunker's firing port amidst the enemy's terrified gaze!
"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the bunker fell silent.

The soldiers charging from the rear trudged through the gap amidst blood and fire, only to be met head-on by even fiercer crossfire from behind.

Progress can only be measured in meters; every step forward is soaked in scalding blood.

Under the command of their battalion commander, soldiers from an assault battalion of the 15th Army took advantage of the darkness and smoke screens to break into the forward trenches of a South Korean regimental position.

A fierce melee broke out instantly.

Bayonets, entrenching tools, rifle butts, and even teeth became weapons.

Roars, screams, the cracking of bones, the dull thud of bayonets piercing bodies... echoed in the narrow trench.

There is no way out; it's a fight to the death.

Ultimately, under the combined attack of enemy reserves and heavy artillery fire, most of the brave warriors who broke in were killed in action, and a few were carried down covered in blood and wounds.

Under the glow of artillery fire, the command post of the Eastern Front Assault Group appeared unusually oppressive.

The huge shelter was filled with smoke, and the heavy smells of sweat, tobacco, and earth mingled together.

The telephones rang and the radios clicked incessantly, and the staff officers hurried along with grave expressions.

On the huge battle map, the blue markers representing attack arrows were being moved forward with difficulty by the staff, but each movement seemed so slow and heavy.

Commander-in-Chief and Commander of the 27th Army, Li Yunlong, stood with his hands on his hips in front of the map, his brows furrowed, his eyes slicing across the red line representing the Han River defense line on the map like a knife.

Deputy Commander Kong Jie paced back and forth irritably, occasionally taking a deep drag on his cigarette, the embers flickering in the dim light.

Political Commissar Zhao Gang appeared calm, but his tightly pursed lips betrayed his inner anxiety.

Ding Wei, commander of the 12th Army, and An Changsen, political commissar, exchanged opinions in hushed tones, their fingers pawing at several points on the map.

Commander Qin of the 15th Army and Commander Wei of the 60th Army stared intently at the latest casualty figures compiled by their respective operations staff, their faces grim.

Kong Jie threw away his cigarette butt and crushed it with his foot: "Damn it!"

Those American devils are like turtles, aren't they?

The shell is so hard!

We deployed nearly 100,000 main force troops in shifts, working all night, but we still couldn't break through the breach he had resealed!
The casualties were too high!

He looked at a newly arrived casualty statistics report, his voice trembling: "Only one night! Several main divisions have been severely weakened!"

Zhao Gang sighed: "The enemy's firepower is too fierce, and they also have air superiority. The river is wide, and we lack heavy weapon cover. We are basically risking lives to save them."

If we keep pushing forward like this, even if we eventually break through, the troops will be crippled.

Ding Wei pointed to the direction of Seoul on the map and said in a heavy tone, "What's more troublesome is the time!"

Wu Wanli's side was isolated, and the American pursuers could catch up with him at any time.

Every extra day we linger here increases the danger for him!
We must find a breakthrough as soon as possible!

Commander Qin slammed his fist on the table: "If a direct assault won't work, then we have to think of something!"

Concentrate all artillery fire to cover one point!
Or organize a suicide squad to swim across from the flank..."

Commander Wei shook his head: "The flank?"
The enemy isn't stupid; their flank defenses are just as tight, and the river is wider and the current is stronger—swimming across would make them sitting ducks!

Several solutions were proposed repeatedly, only to be quickly rejected by harsh reality.

A deep sense of powerlessness and a heavy atmosphere of gloom permeated the command center.

Li Yunlong remained silent, staring intently at the red line on the map, as if he wanted to burn it through with his gaze.

Just then, the curtain of the shelter was suddenly flung open!

A young staff officer practically rushed in, clutching a newly translated telegram tightly in his hand: "Report!"
Commanders! Urgent telegram from the Seventh Steel Brigade!

All eyes turned to him instantly, like searchlights, and even Li Yunlong turned around abruptly.

The volunteer army staff officer took a deep breath and read clearly with all his might: "The main force of the 7th Steel Brigade has secretly left the direction of Seoul and is now moving at full speed to outflank the enemy in front of us on the Han River defense line!"

They are expected to reach the attack position soon!
We request that the commander immediately organize the main force to launch a general offensive from both the north and south simultaneously while the Seventh Steel Brigade launches a flanking and rear attack, so as to crush the US and South Korean forces' Han River defense line in one fell swoop!

Furthermore, my unit has left elite troops to intercept and hold off Allen's pursuers at all costs! Wu Wanli.

After the telegram was read, an eerie silence fell over the command post; you could hear a pin drop.

Only the faint rumble of cannons could be heard outside.

Kong Jie's mouth dropped open, and he didn't even notice the cigarette he dropped on the ground.

Ding Wei and An Changsen exchanged a glance, both seeing extreme shock in each other's eyes.

Zhao Gang suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with astonishing light.

Commander Qin and Commander Wei were stunned at first, then their faces lit up with ecstasy.

Kong Jie was the first to shout, his voice so loud that dirt fell from the roof of the bunker: "My God!"
A surprise attack?!

This kid...this kid pulled off a surprise attack?!

Why isn't he attacking Seoul, nor is he going to fight Allen to the death, but instead he's attacking the Han River defense line from the back?!

That's amazing! Absolutely fucking amazing!
That old bastard Ridgway would never have dreamed of this!

Ding Wei clapped his hands in admiration, his voice trembling with excitement: "A stroke of genius! A celestial being descending from the heavens!"

What courage! What vision! To put oneself in a do-or-die situation and then find a way out!
While we were struggling to figure out how to take them down from the front, he went straight around to the enemy's rear!
A pincer attack from the north and south! It's no wonder that Saul's wall is crumbling!

Zhao Gang nodded vigorously, his worried expression vanishing, replaced by excitement: "What a fine Wu Wanli!"

This courage to make a decision on the spot, this insightful vision!
No wonder the boss and Chief Chen value it so much! This move was a brilliant one!

The stalemate on the entire eastern front has been broken!

The tense muscles on Li Yunlong's face finally relaxed, and a wild and gratified smile spread across his lips.

He slammed his fist heavily on the map, marking the location of the Han River defense line, as if he could already see it crumbling: "Good lad! You've got guts! You've got real guts!"

These are the soldiers of Li Yunlong!
That was a brilliant counterattack, utterly terrifying Saul!

He suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and that domineering aura that could sweep away thousands of troops rose up once again: "Pass on the boss's order!"
All armies must immediately regroup their troops, adjust their deployments, and all reserves must be deployed!

The artillery group recalibrated its firing data and prepared...

"Report--!"

Another urgent report interrupted Li Yunlong's words.

Another staff officer from the Chinese People's Volunteer Army rushed in, panting, also holding a telegram in his hand: "Urgent telegram from the Volunteer Army Headquarters! Order to my unit: halt the attack immediately!"

A large number of land-based air force fighter jets have taken off and are about to bomb enemy positions along the Han River defense line!

My unit is required to strictly cease all attack operations until the bombing ends, in order to avoid friendly fire!

After the bombing is over, we will launch a general offensive!

It was like a bucket of cold water being poured over one's head.

The fierce battle that had just begun in the command post was instantly extinguished.

The excited smiles froze on everyone's faces.

Kong Jie's eyes widened, and he jumped up and down in a panic: "Stop the attack immediately? Are you kidding me?!"

It's a race against time!

The elite troops left behind by the Seventh Steel Brigade are risking their lives to hold on!
Every minute we delay here increases the risk of Wu Wanli being caught!
Waiting for bombing?
The air force hasn't even shown up yet, but Wu Wanli's main force of the Seventh Steel Brigade is almost here. If we wait for the air force to arrive first before bombing, and then attack after that, it'll be too late!

Ding Wei frowned: "The air force's bombing power is enormous, and friendly fire is indeed terrible."

But the battlefield is ever-changing, and opportunities are fleeting!
Wu Wanli's plan was based on the suddenness and synchronicity of a pincer attack from the north and south!
If we remain inactive, Wu Wanli's isolated army will be trapped behind enemy lines, and the consequences will be unimaginable!

Zhao Gang looked at Li Yunlong: "Old Li, this... the order from the Volunteer Army Headquarters is based on the overall consideration of avoiding accidental casualties, but the air force fighter group does need to wait."

Wu Wanli's plan was crucial to the outcome of the entire battle and the survival of the Seventh Steel Brigade!
How to choose?

All eyes were once again focused on Li Yunlong.

On one side were the strict orders of the Volunteer Army Headquarters and the immense power of the air force's bombing; on the other side were once-in-a-lifetime warplanes and beloved generals deep behind enemy lines.

The immense pressure almost froze the air.

Li Yunlong walked silently to the observation post and lifted a corner of the thick tarpaulin.

Outside, the enemy positions on the opposite bank of the Han River were still covered by dense artillery fire, and the beams of searchlights arrogantly cut through the night sky.

He could almost hear the incessant roar of enemy machine guns on the other side of the river, and smell the thick, pungent stench of blood and gunpowder in the air.

He closed his eyes, and the image of Wu Wanli's young yet resolute face flashed through his mind, as did the golden arc on the sand table that represented the sharp, swirling steel Seventh Brigade...

A few seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes, turned around, and his gaze was as firm as a rock, resolute and unwavering: "Reply to the headquarters, and thank the Air Force brothers for their support!"
Request that air force arrive and suppress enemy artillery deep behind enemy lines and any possible counterattacks!

Prioritize protecting the airspace above the battlefield; ignore the areas of direct combat where chaos is likely to erupt.

He paused, then his voice suddenly rose, like a drawn sword, carrying a resolute determination to cut off all hesitation: "At the same time, order all armies!"

The original general offensive plan remains unchanged!

Target—the Han River defense line!
The final assault will be synchronized with the flank and rear attack of the Seventh Steel Brigade!

Tell all commanders and soldiers that the brothers of the Seventh Steel Brigade are waiting for us behind the enemy lines!

"Let this fire burn through the shell of the US and South Korean forces! Fire!"

"Yes!!!"

In an instant, a deafening roar exploded in the bunker, shattering all doubts and hesitations!

Kong Jie, Ding Wei, Zhao Gang, Commander Qin, Commander Wei, and all the staff officers, their eyes burning with fervent fighting spirit, responded in unison!
The order spread like wildfire, instantly reaching the entire Han River bank, which was engulfed in gunfire.

(End of this chapter)