When they arrived at the courtyard house and the celestial bridal chamber, they discovered it was a

All the soldiers quickly retreated to the nameless hill and hid in trenches and tunnels.

Then they began digging trenches and tunnels.

Soon after, an American battalion surrounded Zhou Zheng'an, followed by a company that charged forward and launched a counterattack.

They also brought out ten cannons, aiming them at the unnamed hill. With a command, the cannons roared deafeningly, and shells whistled towards the unnamed hill.

In an instant, this nameless hill was engulfed in flames and bombs. Dust billowed everywhere, obscuring the sky.

The trenches were shattered and on the verge of collapse, and even many soldiers in the tunnels were dizzy from the impact of the bombs.

Zhou Zheng'an shouted from the trench, "Don't panic, everyone! Retreat back to the tunnel! Five of you stay here and hold the position with me!"

"yes!"

Zhou Zheng'an never expected that the enemy would send its main force to keep an eye on them, or rather, to come looking for them.

This unnamed hill, originally of low strategic importance, was defended by only a platoon of Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers. Later, during the Battle of Shangganling, all of these Volunteer Army soldiers were killed, and the hill was then used by the US military.

Now it has been taken back by Zhou Zheng'an.

Therefore, defending here is very difficult.

Once the American sniper forces discovered the presence of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army (PVA) troops, they naturally had to eliminate them. Otherwise, being pinned down by the PVA would be too unbearable.

What was originally a place of little strategic significance became important because Zhou Zheng'an brought the Volunteer Army there.

This is the nature of the battlefield; it changes in an instant.

Throughout the day, Zhou Zheng'an led his troops to repel nine enemy attacks. Gunfire and artillery fire were almost constant.

Even with such intense fighting, many soldiers fired until their gun barrels were smoking, but they ignored the heat and continued to reload and fire.

An old soldier shouted as he fired, "Kill these bastards! Let them know how powerful our Volunteer Army is!"

Finally, around 4 PM, Zhou Zheng'an looked at the exhausted soldiers and shouted, "All comrades, retreat to the tunnels for now. I'll hold the high ground alone!"

The soldiers shouted, "Commander, no! We want to stay with you!"

Some people also said that Zhou Zhengan should show off his skills.

After all, Zhou Zheng'an has been fighting alone for so long.

However, Zhou Zheng'an refused, stating that it was an order.

The other soldiers had no choice.

Next, Zhou Zheng'an stood alone on the nameless hill, his figure appearing particularly lonely yet resolute amidst the gunfire.

Of course, he was extremely fast, and could basically appear in different places in the trenches in a very short time, rendering the enemy's artillery useless.

This also rendered the US bombers largely useless, because Zhou Zheng'an was the only one in the trenches and on the surface positions.

Faced with this situation, the enemy launched another ground offensive.

More than thirty American and Soviet soldiers, like venomous snakes writhing in the shadows, crawled slowly forward.

Their bodies were pressed close to the ground, their hands and knees moving alternately, each step cautious, trying to use this low posture to effectively evade possible gunfire from the Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers.

It was indeed based on their experience from previous battles, which minimized the risk of being hit.

However, to their utter surprise, Zhou Zheng'an did not play by the rules at all.

Zhou Zheng'an stood in the trench, bent over with his head on the ground, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, staring intently at the crawling enemy.

He then gave a disdainful smile.

Without hesitation, he picked up the grenade, swung his arm, and sent it hurtling towards the enemy like a cannonball.

Zhou Zheng'an has amazing arm strength, and can throw it two or three hundred meters away.

Every now and then, grenades would fall, landing precisely in the enemy ranks, followed by a loud "boom," and flames would instantly shoot into the sky, dust flying everywhere.

The force of the explosion knocked nearby enemies to the ground, scattering debris everywhere. Many soldiers of the US ground attack force were blown to pieces, screaming in agony.

Grenades were frequently thrown down from a distance, exploding one after another on the ground, instantly killing or wounding many American ground attack troops.

Some American soldiers were wounded in the legs and rolled on the ground in pain, clutching their wounds tightly with their hands, blood gushing from between their fingers; some American soldiers had their throats blown apart, a truly horrific scene.

At this moment, since Zhou Zheng'an was the only one in the trench, he wouldn't be discovered. So he decisively exchanged for one hundred hand grenades. He threw them one after another without stopping, seemingly tireless.

The Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers inside the tunnel could only hear the continuous explosions outside, like a dense drumbeat.

But the sound of the US artillery booming, the machine guns firing incessantly, and the carbines banging all mixed together, creating a deafening cacophony.

They didn't even realize that Zhou Zheng'an had thrown so many grenades.

Each grenade explosion was like Zhou Zheng'an's furious roar at the enemy. Crucially, these dozens of grenades were evenly distributed, like plowing a field.

The enemy was caught off guard by this sudden attack and their formation was thrown into chaos.

In this way, Zhou Zheng'an repelled two more enemy attacks with these grenades.

Each explosion halted the enemy's advance; each grenade drop inflicted heavy casualties on the enemy.

The all-day battle finally came to an end at 7 p.m.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, the battlefield was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood.

Looking at the less than 120 people remaining around him, Zhou Zheng'an felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but well up with tears.

These two companies suffered another 67 casualties.

This is the cruelty of the battlefield; moreover, the Battle of Shangganling was even more brutal than other battles.

At this moment, Zhou Zheng'an looked at the other soldiers and said, "Comrades, we have been trapped here for a day, but our mission is not yet complete. We need to set off immediately to reinforce the comrades on Wusheng Mountain Hill No. 1."

The remaining soldiers, who hadn't participated in the fighting for several hours that afternoon, were in good condition and immediately said they would go to reinforce as quickly as possible.

Afterwards, Zhou Zheng'an convened another pre-battle meeting to discuss how to break out that night.

At this time, Zhou Zheng'an and his more than 100 soldiers were unaware that on the nameless hill, they had attracted a large number of enemy troops and firepower through their valiant fighting, which greatly reduced the pressure on the other reinforcements of the 15th Iron Army.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, many other units broke through the enemy's defenses and successfully reinforced the Chinese People's Volunteer Army garrison at Wusheng Mountain.

From this perspective, it has already made a huge contribution to the battles to come.

But they didn't know that.

The Chinese People's Volunteer Army was also puzzled, as the defenses of the US military in some areas suddenly appeared much weaker. They initially thought there was a problem with the US troop deployment.

After completing the pre-battle analysis, Zhou Zheng'an glanced at the remaining 120-odd soldiers around him and said in a deep voice, "Comrades, although we have been trapped for a day, our mission remains unchanged. Continue forward!"

"yes!"