Chapter 12: Battle of Wenjing (2) (This chapter is free)

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding ..." At three in the morning, the long-lost charge finally rang.

"Kill..." The 30,000 volunteers almost made a deafening roar at Wenjing, and the gunshots rang out immediately.

The South Korean army in Wenjing was stunned. In the fire, we could clearly see them crawling out of their sleeping bags in panic, looking for their m1 rifles like headless flies. After finding the m1 rifle, they soon discovered that they had made a fatal mistake - a bonfire!

The dozens of bonfires they lit were exactly the same as the saying - I was in the open and the enemy was in the dark. They only heard the shouts of killing and gunfire around them, and only saw their comrades falling down one by one in the gunfire, but they could not see half of the enemy.

Only then did I understand their helplessness. In this case, if they continue to resist, it would be a massacre. It is no wonder that they ran away without resisting. I think even the 27th British Brigade, which is recognized as the most capable of fighting in the United Nations Army, would have to escape under this situation.

Not long after, the volunteers running in front had approached the edge of the city. A row of grenades were thrown over and there were only bursts of roars. This was the usual combat method of the volunteers. Grenades could not only hurt the enemies hiding in the dark in front, but also stir up thick smoke to cover the charge of the troops. However, this time, after the thick smoke of the grenades faded, they found that the South Korean troops had almost run away.

The volunteer soldiers' offensive continued to decline, and chased them all the way towards the escape of the South Korean army, but there was one of them an exception, that is, the 354th Regiment where I was.

"Baola, you guys have all your bad ideas." Hu Zi glared at me fiercely while running, raised the shovel in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "They are all 38 covers, and the ones are all scattered. They are chasing deserters in a magnificent manner. Is it embarrassing to bring shovels to the battlefield?"

"Brother Huzi." I laughed while running, "I thought I made a good job, but the order was given by our team leader. I can't blame me all for this. Do you think so?"

I ran to a bonfire and shoveled a large piece of snow into the bonfire with a shovel. Seeing the snow blocks quickly melt into snow water in the fire, making a sound of chirping, I continued, "Besides! Brother Huzi, don't underestimate this shovel. Please wait and see. The military achievements we made with a shovel are much stronger than those made with a 38-large cover swing grenade?"

"Tsk..." Hu Zi shoveled a few large pieces of snow, and wiped out a bonfire in a few seconds, and sneered at me: "Just... just by destroying a few fires, can you achieve military achievements? I don't believe it!"

"I don't believe it either."

Xiaoshandong buried his head in shoveling snow. Although he was small, his hands were quite strong. The snow was shoveled by him, and it was like the wind was blown toward the bonfire. Several places were wiped out in a short while.

"Look at the comrades who ran past us." Xiao Shandong stopped the work in his hand and raised his head and said, "Who aren't watching our group? Which one isn't laughing at us?"

After saying that, he buried his head in shoveling snow, as if he was afraid that someone would see it.

"Maybe... I can really make a contribution." The old squad leader listened with his ears sideways, and a rumbling sound came from the sky.

"Quick...extinguish the fire! The American plane is here!"

As the old squad leader reminded everyone quickly understood what was going on. They all accelerated their movements at the same time. More than 3,000 people in a group took action together, and quickly put out dozens of bonfires of big and small. The air soon filled with the smell of choking smoke, and Wenjing fell into darkness again.

Only then did we notice the fires jumping in the dark not far away. The feelings were the escaped South Korean troops, in a hurry, sucked the firewood branches in the bonfire as torches to illuminate their escape path.

rumble……

The sound became louder and louder, like thunder from far to near. The volunteers had already stopped shooting because they knew that gunfire, explosions, and accompanying light could all be targets for enemy plane bombing.

rumble……

It was like a giant beating a drum on his head, and everyone looked up at the sky, even though they knew they could not see anything.

"Woo..." A harsh and strange scream cut through the night sky, followed by a few more sounds, and in a short while the sky sounded.

"Let's go down and find a hidden guard!" The old squad leader with rich combat experience knew that it was the sound of enemy planes dropping bombs.

Volunteer soldiers ran back and forth, looking for places to hide, but the Wenjing was full of broken wooden houses, and there was no place to block the bomb.

"Oh! I still let the enemy plane discover the target. Could it be that the fire was put out too late?" I lay on the ground in frustration waiting for the bloody storm to come.

But the scene that happened later surprised the volunteer soldiers as if it was snowing heavily in June. With a series of shocking bombings, fiery red mushroom-milling clouds burst into the direction of the escape of the South Korean army. The woods caught fire in an instant. The fire illuminated the surrounding scenery and melted the snow next to them. From time to time, there were a few "fire people" wailing, dancing around, and soon they fell to the ground and there was no sound again.

"These American planes targeted the torches in the hands of the puppet soldiers." After a while, the old squad leader came to his senses.

"Ha...hehe...hehe!" Hu Zi's big mouth made a strange laugh, and he patted my shoulder hard and said, "Comrade, you are still a bad idea. You have more reactionaries than I have in my life."

"This time our group showed its face!" Xiao Shandong couldn't even close his mouth.

"Okay! Which regiment is this?" With a hearty laughter, a volunteer soldier with a Tokarev pistol from the waist was shown in front of us under the protection of several guards. The military cap pressed against the cotton cap only showed a little brim, and two red collars on his neck were faintly exposed under the windbreaker. His eyes were covered with blood but bright, and his thin face was clearly angular. He knew he was a decisive and tough person at a glance.

"Report to the division commander, it's from the 354th Regiment!"

The old squad leader and the others stood up and saluted each other. Only then did I realize that the person in front of me was Deng Yue, the commander of the 118th Division of the 40th Army.

"So it's Lao Chu's group! Not bad, you have made great contributions this time." Deng Yue walked up and patted the man on the shoulder very kindly, holding the man's hand, and the smile on his face made people feel so warm.

"Report to the commander of the division commander! The commander of the 354th regiment Chu Chuanyu reported." At this time, Commander Chu ran to the commander, leaned his heel, saluted, and stood upright in front of the commander.

"After a moment." Deng Yue patted Chu Tuan's shoulder like an old friend and said, "Old Chu, the wound is still hurting, right?"

"Report to the commander, it doesn't hurt!"

"What? Do you think I'm blind?" Deng Yue smiled and said, "You're so cold that you can't bully me. It's not easy to use, right?"

Captain Chu smiled embarrassedly, and everyone laughed.

"But we are not afraid of this hardship and this fatigue." Deng Yue continued: "Because we are soldiers, revolutionary soldiers must use their bodies to protect their country and protect the people with their lives. Revolutionary soldiers must dare to sacrifice and not be afraid of suffering. Comrades, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

"Okay." Deng Yue looked in a very good mood. He nodded and said to Chu Chuanyu: "Old Chu, you really have no weak soldiers under your command. The 354th Regiment is all good comrades. If it weren't for your regiment this time, we would have suffered a lot!"

"Hi, Commander!" Chu Chuanyu was obviously a person who couldn't stand the praise. He said embarrassedly: "Teacher, isn't it just to wipe out a few fires? What can this be?"

"Old Chu." Deng Yue shook his head and smiled, "You didn't charge with the troops. I don't know what's going on ahead. There were dozens of large trucks parked in front of me, and there were guns and ammunition given to us by pseudo-military advisors! If you were hit by the American plane, how many people would our volunteers lose when the arms exploded?"

"Really? Dozens of cars of ammunition?" Commander Chu became excited as soon as he heard this. The volunteer army hurriedly went abroad to fight, but there was no shortage of other things, but food and ammunition. Now he has seized dozens of cars of ammunition at once. How could he not be overjoyed?

"Really! You are lying to be a turtle son." Deng Yue made a turtle look with his hand, which made everyone laugh again.

"Comrades." Deng Yue corrected his face again and said, "You fought well in this battle. Although you did not go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, the American planes blew up the puppet army. Their own family beat their own people! Not only did they greatly reduce the casualties of our army, but they also seized a large number of guns and ammunition. They were well shot! I went to the commander to ask you for merit!"

"Okay!" Everyone burst into cheers, and everyone was excited about the unexpected result.

"By the way, the commander." Captain Chu seemed to remember something, and dragged me to the commander and said, "This time it was all this comrade's idea. If you want to reward merits and do things, you should first reward him!"
Chapter completed!