Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 40 Arrival at the Big Elm Tree Command Post!

Soon, the pursuing US troops were completely within the ambush zone.

The soldiers in the artillery platoon pried open the boxes, picked up the mortar shells, and prepared to fire.

"You idiots! Set the firing parameters!"

"Azimuth 27°, Radius 06°!"

"dinner time!"

Lei Gong waved his hand and roared.

After the artillerymen adjusted their positions, they quickly fed the shells into the muzzle.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Accompanied by the resounding clang of mortar firing pins, shells soared into the sky.

Deep in the valley, chaos reigned.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A deafening explosion rang out, echoing through the rugged mountainside.

In an instant, smoke filled the air, and the firelight illuminated the sky.

More than a dozen American soldiers were unable to dodge in time and were blown up on the spot.

On the scorched earth, the bodies of some American soldiers and broken equipment were scattered everywhere.

"beat!"

After the bombing ended, Wu Qianli shouted and raised his Thompson submachine gun, firing at the American troops in the valley.

In an instant, a dense hail of bullets rained down like a storm.

The bullets and the echoes of the valley intertwined, creating a tense and intense symphony.

The American troops in the valley were caught off guard and thrown into chaos by this sudden offensive.

In a short time, more than a dozen American soldiers were shot dead.

"Shit!"

"It was an ambush by the Chinese army!"

"hidden!"

The U.S. Army captain rolled over and hid behind a bunker, only half of his head showing, and shouted a warning.

Upon hearing this, the American soldiers panicked and frantically sought cover to avoid the deadly hail of bullets.

However, at this moment, Wu Wanli turned around and, like a hunter, calmly aimed at the American captain who was shouting loudly.

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out, and whistling bullets traced silvery arcs through the air before piercing the head of the U.S. Army captain.

A spray of blood and brain matter splattered out, and the US Army captain twitched twice in frustration before collapsing heavily to the ground.

On the hillside

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

Wu Qianli picked up his submachine gun, shouted loudly, and charged ahead towards the left flank of the American troops.

"Hurry up and keep up, or the American devils will all be wiped out!"

Yu Congrong, carrying a machine gun, was still able to run five thousand li ahead of everyone else, panting heavily, and shouted loudly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Seeing the two commanders so brave, the soldiers of the fire support platoon were greatly encouraged and charged forward, shouting and taking turns providing cover.

Meanwhile, Mei Sheng and Heihe led their reconnaissance platoon towards the right flank of the American forces.

This American force is quite brave; they didn't collapse.

Instead, under the command of the remaining junior officers, they attempted to hold their ground using firepower.

Upon seeing this, Wu Wanli raised his gun again and fired several shots in quick succession, ending the lives of several American officers.

However, just as he was about to shoot the last one, someone else shot him first and took him down.

"Someone in this direction seems off..."

Wu Wanli lowered his gun and looked in the direction of the bullet trajectory.

There was indeed a volunteer soldier standing there, but he was some distance away from the soldiers of the Seventh Company.

"Da da da da da da..."

A burst of bullets from the US military swept towards him.

Fortunately, Wu Wanli sensed the battlefield threat in advance and had already ducked to avoid it, so the bullets did not hurt him.

"Wanli, well done!"

"This battle went so smoothly, you deserve the credit!"

At this moment, Wu Qianli, holding a gun, successfully met up with Wu Wanli and said with a smile.

"Wanli, take me with you next time you do this kind of work!"

"I've been lying there in the cold for so long, I can't even charge fast enough, it's not fun!"

Yu Congrong gave Wu Wanli an approving look and said.

"You're dragging me down?"

"Hahahaha... Let's kill the enemy first!"

Wu Wanli said this with a joking tone, then continued his attack towards the American forces. "Hey! You think you're so tough?"

"Let's see who kills the most!"

Yu Congrong picked up his gun and, unwilling to accept defeat, charged towards the American troops.

The US military then launched a sudden ambush, which had already lowered morale.

Now that they had lost their officers' command and were fighting independently, they were quickly annihilated by the Seventh Company.

"Yu Congrong, take the firepower platoon and clean up the battlefield!"

Wu Qianli looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and said.

"Yes!"

Yu Congrong immediately agreed and skillfully led his men down to collect weapons and ammunition, and then finished them off with knives.

"Reporting to the company commander, during the ambush just now, someone who wasn't from the 7th Company killed two American soldiers!"

Pinghe then approached with a man and reported.

"Not from the Seventh Company?"

Wu Qianli frowned slightly, puzzled.

"Hello comrade, my name is Gao Daxing."

"I got separated from my unit, heard gunfire, and realized that we were fighting the American troops, so I rushed over to help."

Gao Daxing looked at Wu Qianli and said.

"Comrade, where are you from?"

Wu Wanli smiled slightly and asked.

"Jimo, Shandong."

Gao Daxing replied.

"Are there any people from Jimo, Shandong in the Seventh Company? Let's chat with our fellow townsmen."

Mei Sheng instantly understood Wu Wanli's meaning and followed up.

"Have!"

Soon, a soldier who happened to be from Jimo, Shandong, stepped forward.

He chatted with Gao Daxing in his hometown dialect for a while, and finding no problems, he nodded to Mei Sheng and Wu Qianli.

"Comrade, we have an important mission. Are you willing to be searched?"

Mei Sheng smiled slightly and said politely.

"no big deal!"

Gao Daxing nodded with a smile.

"Company commander, political instructor, no problem!"

After Yu Congrong finished searching, he said.

"Alright, let's get going then, we've already wasted too much time."

Mei Sheng glanced at his watch and said.

"The instructor is right."

"After cleaning up the battlefield, the Seventh Company quickened their pace and continued their march!"

Wu Qianli nodded slightly and gave the order.

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the Seventh Company quickly agreed, and after cleaning up the battlefield, they continued their journey towards the Dayudong Command Post.

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The roads in North Korea remain shrouded in bitter cold.

Snowflakes were falling heavily, swirling and fluttering in the air.

A biting north wind howled past, emitting a piercing whistle.

The ancient tree's gnarled branches, covered in snowflakes and adorned with glistening icicles, trembled slightly in the wind, shimmering with a jewel-like brilliance.

Despite the bitter cold, the soldiers of the Seventh Company persevered for a while and finally reached the vicinity of the Dayudong Command Post.

However, at this moment, from several hidden bunkers, the muzzles of several guns slowly emerged and were aimed at the soldiers of the Seventh Company.

"hidden!"

Wu Wanli keenly noticed this and quickly called out.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the Seventh Company immediately scattered.

Wu Qianli also lay on the ground warily, but he took out his cormorant whistle and blew it rhythmically, with varying lengths of sound.

Soon, similar sounds came from the hiding place, and the rhythm and length matched perfectly.

"Abandon illusions, prepare for struggle!"

At this moment, a volunteer soldier peeked out and shouted slogans.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire!"

Upon hearing this, Mei Sheng immediately responded loudly with the slogan.

(End of this chapter)