Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 60: The Great Battle of Hagaru-ri Begins!
"American devils' planes!!!"

"Take cover immediately!!!"

Wu Qianli ran quickly around, shouting loudly.

Upon hearing this, most of the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company immediately put down what they were holding and dispersed in all directions.

Only some soldiers, still reluctant to part with the cannons and shells, hurriedly carried them away.

Although the Seventh Steel Company had done its best to move nine 106mm mortars and ten 81mm mortars during the recent transport!
60毫米迫击炮21门、75毫米无后坐力炮10门、57毫米无后坐力炮21门外加三分之二的炮弹！

However, the four 155mm howitzers, the twelve 105mm howitzers, and the remaining shells, which were the most difficult to move, have not yet been moved!

"Gao Daxing!"

"What are you doing carrying that shell?! Are you out of your mind?"

He Changgui snatched the ammunition box from Gao Daxing's shoulder and roared.

"pity!"

Gao Daxing glanced back at the ammunition boxes and cannons one last time, finished speaking reluctantly, and ran outside.

Only Wu Wanli held a machine gun, his eyes fixed on the sky.

"Wanli! What do you want to do!"

"Come on!"

Looking at Wu Wanli's expression, Wu Qianli's heart skipped a beat, and he said...

"Brother! We only have one fighter jet left!"

Wu Wanli checked the gun one last time and shouted.

In the original process, it was this lead aircraft that dropped marker flares, which led to the subsequent US bombers finding the location and launching a massive bombing raid.

Lei Gong risked his life to drive away with the marker flares, ultimately sacrificing himself.

If the fighter jet could be shot down before the marker flares were dropped, it would be better than any other rescue method, such as using a dart.
Because when you pick up a marker bomb, the extremely high temperature of the white phosphorus that comes out can burn a person to death!

"The Seventh Steel Company leaves, I stay!"

With his superhuman marksmanship boosted, Wu Wanli shouted and raised the machine gun muzzle towards the sky.

At that moment, US warplanes, like sharp arrows, roared down from the clouds.

The fighter jet's fuselage reflected a cold, silvery light under the sunlight, like the scythe of death.

Soon, the roar of the engine became deafening, growing louder and louder.

With a piercing screech of air friction, the fighter jet, like a roaring beast, launched a fierce attack on Wu Wanli on the ground.

"Only one chance..."

Wu Wanli frowned, held the machine gun, aimed it at the area in front of the American fighter jet's flight path, and pulled the trigger sharply.

"Da da da da da da da da..."

In an instant, a flash of light appeared at the muzzle of Wu Wanli's gun, and countless bullets whistled through the clouds, tearing them to shreds as they hurtled toward the American warplanes.

fighter jets

"Fuck you!"

"That damn trajectory!"

The American pilot broke out in a cold sweat, roaring as he pulled on the control stick, and the fighter jet barely managed to avoid the barrage of bullets with an extremely awkward flight.

After this close call, the US pilots were not going to be careless and quickly dropped the marker flares.

"Da da da da da da..."

At this moment, a hint of excitement flashed in Wu Wanli's eyes. He picked up another machine gun on the ground, quickly fired a lead shot, and the bullet net flew towards the front of the fighter jet.

"Oh!"

The US warplane crashed into the bullet net, and the pilot was killed instantly.

Like an eagle struck in the brain by an arrow, the fighter jet instantly lost its balance, its posture twisted in the air, and it eventually dived uncontrollably toward the ground.

"boom!"

The US warplane crashed to the ground, the explosion shook the entire battlefield, flames soared into the sky, and smoke billowed.

The red marker bullet, which should have been thrown directly to the ground, landed directly in the back of a military vehicle due to Wu Wanli's butterfly effect.

"The system's god-like luck boost will always come in handy at crucial moments!"

Wu Wanli sighed inwardly and then rushed towards the driver's cab of the military vehicle.

"Wanli!"

"You're going to die!"

Lei Gong roared at Wu Wanli's resolute back as he looked away.

"Without these large-caliber artillery pieces, we would have to pay for it with the lives of countless comrades during the offensive!"

"My life, Wu Wanli's alone, was worth it to secure the firepower advantage of the entire Volunteer Army on the Eastern Front!"

Wu Wanli got into the driver's seat, slammed on the gas pedal, and shouted loudly.

The military vehicle's engine roared to life, carrying red marker flares, and sped off forward.

In the air, several American bombers saw the red below and immediately began communicating via radio.

"Number one marker missile location confirmed, over!"

"Number two marker missile location confirmed, over!"

"..."

"Drop all aerial bombs and white phosphorus incendiary bombs, no need to hold back, over!"

The order was quickly relayed via radio.

By this time, Wu Wanli had already driven quite a distance.

On the horizon, American bombers roared as they approached Wu Wanli's position in the airspace above him.

Below, a US artillery position torn apart by war comes into view.

In an instant, white phosphorus incendiary bombs and other explosives fell from the sky like hungry eagles, tearing through the air and rapidly plummeting towards the vibrant red ground below.

"Whoosh—Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The bombs trailed long, fiery tails that whistled as they rubbed against the air before crashing onto the ground and exploding violently.

The flames on the ground grew even more violent under the impact of the white phosphorus bombs, with the flames recklessly devouring everything flammable and turning the night into a crimson red.

Amidst the flames, the highly toxic smoke and fire released by the white phosphorus incendiary bomb, like the breath of a demon, corroded everything.

The withered trees on the ground burned fiercely like torches, quickly withering and turning to ashes in the invisible phosphorescent light.

"Damn! We've finally created some distance!"

"We can't hide anymore, or we'll die!"

Feeling the waves of heat rushing towards him from behind, Wu Wanli shouted with his heart pounding.

"If the vehicle turns left, I'll turn right; I beg the Daoist Master to protect me!"

After praying silently, he swerved the steering wheel sharply to the left and, seizing the opportunity, jumped quickly out of the car.

At this moment, the military vehicle, now driverless, continued flying to the left, still bearing the red hue.

However, once they lost control, their speed was easily caught up by American bombers.

"hiss--"

After rolling on the ground to dissipate the force, Wu Wanli, with the added agility boost, charged off at top speed into the distance.

"Boom! Boom!"

At that moment, the flames instantly engulfed the military vehicle that had already created some distance between them. The vehicle was thrown up by the shockwave, spun around, and fell to the ground, its metal shell covered with horrifying dents and cracks, eventually becoming a steel wreck on the ground.

Wu Wanli was also thrown into the air by the aftershock of the explosion, and landed hard on the snow in front of him.

Before the American bombers had finished dropping their bombs, they continued carpet bombing along the front of the jeep.

And in the distance in the direction of the bombing, there were several hundred remnants of the Polar Bear Regiment who had retreated from the front line!
Among the remnants of the US military

"Guys, retreat and rejoin command. Hold out until dawn; we still have a chance to win!"

A U.S. Army major brandished his pistol, loudly encouraging the last resistance force of the Polar Bear Regiment.

At that moment, the roar of bombers came from afar, and the American soldiers present all looked up.

"Oh! Do you see our fighter jets? Those are the pride of America!"

"With the support of the Air Force, we will surely achieve the final victory..."

The U.S. Army major was excited and was about to continue encouraging him.

"Sir!"

"These bombers look like they're coming to bomb us! Let's take cover!"

An American soldier looked desperately at the sky and offered a reminder.

"how come……"

"Our cannons and bombers are bombing our own people..."

The U.S. Army major stared blankly into the distance, his face ashen.

Not long after, as the bombers flew over the American troops, countless bombs were dropped on them.

The dense barrage of bombs and the intensely burning white phosphorus exploded instantly, completely engulfing the American troops.

Before long, almost all the American soldiers present were killed in the bombing.

The American warplanes, having completed their bombing mission, circled in the air and then turned back.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company also came out and ran towards Wu Wanli's location.

"Wanli! Wanli!" Wu Qianli shouted as he looked at the sea of ​​fire.

"I'm... here!"

Wu Wanli, half-buried in snow, weakly raised his hand and shouted.

"Wanli is here!"

Yu Congrong was the first to hear it and immediately ran over to brush the snow off Wu Wanli.

Mei Sheng Lei Gong and the others also went over, dug through the snowdrifts, and used their bodies to warm Wu Wanli's cold body.

"This batch of artillery has been saved..."

"Hahaha, now our Ninth Legion can fight with gusto in the next offensive!"

Wu Wanli looked at everyone and said with a smile.

"You little brat, you can still laugh!"

"I've already taken my older brother's urn back once!"

"If you were in the same situation... how would I explain it to my parents?"

Wu Qianli looked at Wu Wanli with slightly red eyes and reprimanded him.

"Comrade Wu Wanli is truly blessed with good fortune and a long life!"

"Even if those American devils wanted to take him, the King of Hell wouldn't allow it!"

Mei Sheng patted Wu Qianli on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

"That being said..."

Wu Qianli shook his head, about to continue speaking.

"Reporting, Company Commander!"

"The brother unit has arrived!"

At this moment, Pinghe ran back and reported.

"finally come……"

"Someone's coming closer. Let's see if anything's wrong."

Wu Qianli murmured as he looked at the approaching volunteer soldiers in the distance.

"Comrades, you!"

"Excuse me, which one of you is Comrade Wu Wanli?"

At this moment, the volunteer soldier who was nearby saluted and said.

"I'm!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli's heart stirred slightly, and he quickly stood up and said.

"Hello, Comrade Wu Wanli!"

"Commander Kong Jie said he wants to meet you in person!"

The volunteer soldier quickly saluted and said.

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Chinese People's Volunteer Army, 27th Army Command
"That was awesome! So awesome!"

"Wanli, you and your brother leading the Steel Seventh Company are like Sun Wukong causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, turning the American devils' internal affairs upside down!"

"Capture the commander of the Polar Bear Regiment alive, control the US artillery fire, and bombard the US first line of defense."

"Even Li Yunlong back in Shanxi didn't dare fight like you!"

Kong Jie looked at Wu Wanli as if he had found a treasure, and praised him highly.

"You flatter me, sir!"

"This is the result of the joint efforts of all comrades, not just my achievement or the achievement of the Steel Seventh Company alone!"

Wu Wanli smiled slightly and said.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"This Comrade Wu Wanli has a very high level of ideological awareness!"

"But there's no need to be modest, this was indeed an extraordinary achievement!"

"The only downside is that the American bombers came too fast!"

"I guess those large-caliber artillery pieces from those American devils have already been destroyed..."

The chief of staff also looked at Wu Wanli with considerable appreciation, and then sighed.

"Report to the chief!"

"Report from the front: The captured artillery has been inventoried!"

“缴获美军155毫米榴弹炮4门、105毫米榴弹炮12门、106毫米迫击炮9门！”

“81毫米迫击炮10门、60毫米迫击炮21门、75毫米无后坐力炮10门、57毫米无后坐力炮21门！”

At this moment, a staff officer from the Chinese People's Volunteer Army excitedly handed over the telegram and said...

"A 155mm howitzer has been captured?!"

"This...it wasn't destroyed!"

Kong Jie was startled and stared wide-eyed at Wu Wanli.

"Commander!"

"According to the battle report, it was Comrade Wu Wanli who carried out the marking flares and lured away the American bombers, killing all of these hundreds of American soldiers!"

The chief of staff took the battle report, read it carefully, and immediately gasped, saying...

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

"Not only can we use the American devils' cannons to bombard the American troops, but we can also have American bombers bomb the American troops!"

"With this barrage of artillery fire suppressing the enemy, our subsequent offensive operations will be much easier!"

Kong Jie looked at Wu Wanli with a look of shock and said.

"What's next?"

"Commander, are we going to have to fight again?"

Wu Wanli raised his head and looked at Kong Jiedao.

"Yes!"

"You are our number one hero, so it's alright to tell you these military secrets!"

"Now on the eastern front of Chosin Reservoir, we have divided the main force of the US military into three parts!"

"They are Liutanli, Xinxingli, and Xiajieyuli!"

"Now that the Polar Bear Regiment in Xinxingli has been wiped out, the US forces in Liutanli are expected to retreat to Hagaru-ri under attack."

"Our 27th Army will immediately march to Hagaru-ri to join the other main forces of the 9th Army Corps and launch a decisive battle there!"

Kong Jie pointed to the battle map on the wall and said.

"The commander is right, the higher-ups are urging us to speed things up."

"Because I heard that the American devils were urgently building an airport in preparation for an air evacuation."

"This cooked duck can't fly away, hahaha..."

Upon hearing this, the chief of staff immediately added with a smile.

"I've called you here to give you this commendation first; the specific rewards will be settled after this battle is over!"

"But besides that, I'd also like to ask you about the situation."

"The Seventh Steel Company has fought so many tough battles, can it still participate in the next battle?"

Kong Jie hesitated for a few seconds, then looked at Wu Wanli and said.

In fact, given the achievements the Seventh Steel Company has made, Kong Jie would immediately agree to any request for rest or recuperation.

At least, they won't be tasked with overly difficult battles by the Steel Seventh Company.

"How could the Steel Seventh Company be absent from the decisive battle of Hagaru-ri!"

"Please rest assured, sir, no matter how difficult the combat mission, we will not be afraid!"

"The Seventh Steel Company is willing to continue to be a sharp blade for the Ninth Army Corps and open up new opportunities for the troops!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Wanli immediately spoke.

"Okay! Okay!"

"Chinese soldiers need your kind of spirit!"

"However, the decisive battle at Hagaru-ri will be a tough one!"

"You should go back and rest for a while too!"

"By the way, take whatever guns and mortars you've captured in this battle, as long as they don't slow down your Steel Seventh Company's march!"

"After a few hours of rest, the troops will immediately set off for Hagaru-ri!"

Kong Jie patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder and said.

"Thank you, chief!"

"In the decisive battle of Hagaru-ri, the Steel Seventh Company will surely capture even more!"

Wu Wanli saluted Kong Jie and said excitedly.

(End of this chapter)