Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 52 The Chinese People's Volunteer Army launches a full-scale offensive!
In the snow-covered mountains of North Korea, the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company marched forward resolutely through knee-deep snow.

Snowflakes danced in the air like countless silver butterflies, slowly landing on the soldiers' caps and cloaks, then melting into cold water droplets.

The wind, sharp as a knife, howled across the boundless snowfield, whipping up a flurry of snowflakes, as if it wanted to devour all living things on earth.

After an unknown amount of time, the Seventh Steel Company finally reached Hill 1100 in Xinxingli.

"Comrades, you've worked hard. Take a good rest and wait for the order to attack!"

Wu Qianli looked at the soldiers of the Steel Seventh Company and said with heartache.

"Damn it, this snow looks like it's going to bury us!"

Yu Congrong rubbed his hands together, leaned against a rock, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and tried to light a match several times but couldn't.

"Let's use those American lighters."

Wu Wanli took the lighter, lit Yu Congrong's cigarette, and then handed the lighter to Yu Congrong.

"Hey! This stuff from those American devils is really useful!"

Yu Congrong took the lighter and said with a smile.

"Lei Gong, aren't you cold holding the radio like that?"

"How about I carry you instead?"

Gao Daxing looked at Lei Gong and asked with a smile.

"Go! Go! Go!"

"It just warmed up, and it got cold again as soon as I took it away!"

Lei Gong trembled and hugged the radio tightly as he spoke.

The weather is too cold, and the radio is malfunctioning.

The only way to warm it up is through body heat.

Upon seeing this, Wu Wanli couldn't help but sigh, feeling somewhat uneasy.

"Brother, did it hurt when you died?"

Wu Wanli took a deep breath, turned to look at Wu Qianli and asked.

Although he served in the army and fought in battles.

However, things have been too smooth sailing, and they haven't yet experienced the brutal casualties.

"When my older brother died, half of his body was blown off."

"My intestines are spilling out, and I can't put them back in..."

"I cried and hugged him tightly, and all I heard him say was..."

"Help……"

After Wu Qianli finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat and his eyes reddened slightly.

Upon hearing this, Pinghe felt a pang of guilt and was about to speak to Wu Wanli when Wu Qianli grabbed his arm and shook his head to stop him.

"Brother, I want to be at the very front again later."

"If I end up like my older brother, then you will too..."

"Please help me..."

Wu Wanli took a deep breath and said.

"Eat potatoes, I've been keeping them warm for ages, they're so soft..."

Wu Qianli did not answer Wu Wanli's question, but instead smiled and took out a potato from his pocket, saying...

"呲呲-"

At that moment, a hissing sound came from the radio.

Seeing this, Mei Sheng took the radio from Lei Gong's arms and listened to it carefully.

"we wish you a merry christmas"

"we wish you a merry christmas"

"and a happy new year..."

Just then, the sound of an English song drifted over, faint enough for a few people nearby to hear.

"What was that song about?"

Yu Congrong scratched the back of his head and asked.

"Merry Christmas……"

Mei Sheng smiled slightly and said.

"Even laying an egg... brings you so much joy?"

"It seems their lives aren't going too well either."

Lei Gong curled his lip and said.

"Hahaha……"

"General MacArthur of the United States also said that!"

"We must cross the Yalu River before Christmas."

"Let American soldiers all be able to go home for Christmas!"

Mei Sheng said with a smile.

"Bullshit!"

"Should we send them home for the holidays?"

"I'll send them home to lay eggs!"

Yu Congrong snorted coldly and said domineeringly.

"Brother, let me find out what the Americans are up to!" "I'm not interested in laying eggs, but I'm still eyeing the Polar Bear Regiment's flag!"

Wu Wanli smiled slightly and said.

"Go ahead, don't take any more risks."

Wu Qianli pinched Wu Wanli's cheek and said with a smile.

"Yes!"

Wu Wanli nodded in agreement and plunged headlong into the blizzard.

..............................

This time, facing the main force of the US military, Wu Wanli did not take any risks.

After a bold and careful reconnaissance, he turned around and returned to Hill 1100.

"So, have you figured it out yet?"

Wu Qianli breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Wu Wanli return early and asked.

"There are tanks, and half-tracks!"

"Based on the marching direction and speed of the American armored troops, their command post must be... here!"

Wu Wanli held a bullet, drew a simple map on the snowy ground, and said.

"Comrade Wu Wanli's investigation was excellent!"

"Company commander, the U.S. Army Polar Bear Regiment headquarters is not far from us!"

After Mei Sheng understood the brief map drawn by Wu Wanli, he said.

"Brother, I'm obsessed with the polar bear regiment flag these days. I want to capture it to make steamed buns..."

"Why don't we break through the defenses as soon as the war starts and head straight for the headquarters of the U.S. Army's Polar Bear Regiment?"

Wu Wanli looked at Wu Qianli with a face full of fighting spirit and said.

"Yeah!"

"Company Commander, I think Wanli's idea is good!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said...

"Row!"

"This time, it's a full-scale offensive by the Chinese People's Volunteer Army!"

"With so many allied forces supporting us, it's worth taking a bold step!"

Wu Qianli, unusually, did not object and nodded in agreement.

"Comrades, the final assault is just around the corner!"

"Check your equipment and warm up your hands and feet."

"Our Steel Seventh Company will always be the sharpest blade!"

"When we charge forward, we can't fall behind!"

Wu Qianli turned his head and shouted to the soldiers of the Seventh Company.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company were all thrilled and immediately responded loudly.

Ten minutes later, almost all the soldiers were ready for battle.

"A thunderclap, a sword..."

Wu Wanli wiped the submachine gun in his hand, looked down at the American camp below, and subconsciously spoke.

"Seventh Company, sing the Seventh Company Song with Wanli!"

"A thunderclap, a sword—ready, go!"

Mei Sheng sensed this was the best pre-battle mobilization and quickly shouted.

"A thunderclap, a sword, a pack of fierce tigers, the Steel Seventh Company!"

"With an iron will, we are men of steel, defending our country and protecting our homeland with our blood and sweat!"

"The battle cries terrified the enemy, and their fame spread far and wide for their invincible record!"

"Attack with unwavering resolve, defend with impregnable fortifications, and triumph over the enemy's corpses!"

"There's one truth that needs no explanation: a soldier should go to the battlefield!"

"A tiger should roam the mountains, a dragon should descend into the ocean!"

"Who doesn't have a father? Who doesn't have a mother? Who isn't connected to their family?"

"As soon as the bugle sounds, we'll put everything else aside!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company all joined in singing.

Their voices were filled with murderous intent, like a pack of real tigers roaring!
When Wu Qianli heard this verse, he was slightly taken aback and couldn't help but touch the handwritten copy in his pocket.

He had already written this lian song in a book, so that even if he were to sacrifice himself in the end, future generations would remember him.

"Shhhhh-"

In an instant, flares shot across the sky!

A beam of light pierced the sky, and the flare burst into bloom in the night, instantly illuminating the surrounding world!
The light poured out like a flood, illuminating the camp of the U.S. Army's Polar Bear Regiment clearly.

At the same time, a red signal flare, signifying an attack, also lit up!

"Drip drip drip drip drip drip—"

In an instant, the unique bugle call of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army resounded through the sky!
The all-out offensive in Xinxingli has begun!

(End of this chapter)