Chapter 35: Battle of Yunshan (V)

The sound of gunfires came one after another, the light and tracer bombs produced by the explosion shone together, and the shouts of killing and screams resounded throughout the clouds...

If I look at it from an objective perspective, maybe I can also use the sound of guns and firecrackers, and the tracer and flares as fireworks! There are also the sound of killing and screams, which can be regarded as the noise in the amusement park and the screams of children. Wow... What a scene of the New Year!

Damn...what are you thinking about me!

I shook my head and returned to the cold reality, and was walking carefully on the snow with Xu Feng with guns.

In order not to encounter too many volunteer soldiers, we chose a remote alley. We dare not walk too fast, because if we walk too fast, some volunteer soldiers will think we are running away when they see it. If they shoot without asking, it doesn’t matter if we sacrifice... Damn, why do you keep saying this today!

I secretly cursed myself in my heart, it doesn’t matter if we sacrifice it, but the most important thing is that we. In order not to misunderstand the Volunteer Army comrades, I specially borrowed two more white towels from my comrades before leaving, for fear that the Volunteer Army soldiers would not be able to see them. These three towels were strangled around my neck, so I couldn’t breathe. But for the sake of my life, I could still overcome this difficulty!

But the saddest thing is not this. The most unbearable thing is that Xu Feng who was walking next to him, and he didn't even give a single fart. He was just like a wooden man, and the expression on his face was colder than the snow on the ground.

Just say a few words to him, and he just "um", "hum", "um", which made me lose interest in speaking. I was suspicious that after I walked around with him like this, I forgot how to speak Mandarin.

I turned a corner along the alley and walked to the intersection of an alley. Suddenly, a team of volunteer soldiers came towards me. Daqing also looked like a company. When I met, both sides were shocked. I quickly pulled the white towel around my neck and was about to shout a command, but unexpectedly, what came from the opposite side was in Korean.

"Where are you cloth? Search for me and me, (you are your own people, don't shoot)." A little profitable volunteer soldier in the night said in very pure Korean: "We are the troops of the 2nd Battalion of the Third Regiment of the 1st Division of the US. Which part of you are from?"

Ah? It turned out to be an American soldier? I was stunned for a moment when I heard this. No wonder I think that all the volunteer soldiers are tall. It turns out that all Americans wear volunteer soldiers' clothes. In this world, why do you pretend to be me? Where did you fight against counterfeiting?

"Which part are you from?" the little man asked again.

"Oh!" I quickly pretended to be scared to death, and then I realized that I was so excited that I stood at attention and greeted a Korean military salute and replied in Korean: "We are...we are subordinates of Park Xusong, the 3rd Battalion of the 10th Regiment of the 8th Korean Division."

I remembered the beautiful officer Park Xusong who was captured by me. At that time, he happened to tell me the number. Fortunately, I still remember it. I hope I can remember it wrong. If I remember it wrong, I can't handle the more than a hundred Americans in front of me.

Xu Feng, Xu Feng, I prayed in my heart that you can't even make a bump of wood from your eight poles, so don't make a sound now.

"It turned out to be Park Xusong's army." Seeing me speaking fluent Korean and speaking the right number, the little man quickly went all out of doubt, and then translated my number to the Americans beside him in stiff English.

This kid looks like an interpreter. Because the American troops do not understand the language of the Korean troops, they will have a lot of trouble during joint warfare, so they usually have translators in the troops. Mother, what a translator, this is so unprofessional! It’s not as good as me in English!

"Ask him." The leading American said, "Where is his army? When did they get here."

Maybe it was because of habit that I had the urge to answer him in English, but I still held back. Just kidding, this is not the time to show off. An ordinary South Korean puppet army would not speak fluent English. What I need now is substitution, substitution... I am a South Korean soldier, and I am a South Korean soldier...

"Major Paltz asked you." The translator walked up to me and asked in Korean: "Where is your troops now, and when did they get here?"

"Our troops are right in front!" I pointed to the direction I came and said, "There is a company. When we first arrived, the battle started. We hid in front and didn't dare to come out. The company commander asked us to come out to explore the way."

"Sir!" I thought about it, and pretended to be begging and said to the leading American and the translator, "Take us with you, sir. We don't want to fall into the hands of the Communist bandits. I have old men and young men, and only women and children are left in the house. My mother and daughter-in-law are waiting for me to go back! You are so good, sir..."

The American, who was leading the "no", quickly shook his head and refused.

"We pretend to be Chinese." The translator explained to me with a slight humility: "If you take you away, your identity will be revealed, and no one will leave then!"

"Sir, are you just leaving us alone?"

"You can find a way to break through!" The translator spread his hands helplessly.

"Otherwise, sir!" I turned my eyes and said to the translator: "Tell me to this American commander, we will be your captives, and you will take us out. This will not make you more fool the Chinese."

"Huh!" When the translator heard this, he thought it was right, so he quickly translated my words to the American man. He might have forgotten the word "captive". It took him a long time to understand it. I was so anxious that I almost said it for him.

"good!" The American nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "giveyoufiveminute. (Give you five minutes)"

"thankyou!" I blurted out my words without waiting for the translator to translate in English. I realized it was going to be bad as soon as I said it, but when I looked at the translator and the Americans, I just smiled without any extreme reaction.
Chapter completed!