Crossing North Korea, I became a US soldier, and my opponent was my grandfather.

Blocking the Huaxia Army's charge was a battalion-level force of the Han Army.

The vanguard squad of the Chinese Army rushed in too quickly and were careless. They thought the Han Army was vulnerable and did not notice the Han Army that was hiding and ready for battle.

When Han Jun saw the ten-man vanguard squad coming over, he asked whether he should open fire.

The commander of the Han army, Park Yong-ri, was of Japanese-Han mixed blood. When Japan surrendered, if he chose to be a Japanese citizen, he would have to return to Japan to work as a laborer. If he stayed in Han, he could continue to be an officer. Of course, he would not choose to be a laborer.

Although Park Yong-ri was full of hatred towards the Chinese army, he did not agree to his subordinates' request to open fire. He instructed them to stay hidden as much as possible, not to open fire, let them go, and wait for the big fish behind.

A squad of Chinese soldiers rushed past right under their noses.

Behind him was a battalion of the Chinese Army, with three companies forming a large triangle formation, cutting in towards the Han Army's position.

The assault squad did not send back any danger signals and naturally neglected to detect the enemy situation.

Entering the Han army's firing range, Park Yong-ri ordered to open fire.

The heavy machine guns formed several cross-fire networks, tearing several holes in the charge formation of the Chinese army soldiers.

The two recoilless guns behind the Han army's position also opened fire. The shells exploded in the crowd and encountered fire suppression. Commanders at all levels of the Chinese army responded quickly.

The machine guns tried their best to suppress the enemy's firepower. The two sides almost fired at each other. The machine gunners were injured or killed, and other soldiers quickly took their places.

Artillery shells from both sides hit the firing points, causing a bloody battle.

The Chinese soldiers ignored the hail of bullets, formed combat teams to cover each other, and stuck to the Han army's positions, throwing grenades desperately as long as they could reach them.

Some grenades exploded above the Han Army trenches, and fragments flew from top to bottom and scattered in all directions. The Han Army soldiers in the trenches had nowhere to hide, and they were blown away, screaming and howling, and fled in all directions.

After several rounds of grenade attacks, the Han army suffered serious damage.

The Chinese soldiers took the opportunity to rush in and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Han army in the trenches.

The regiment commander rushed to the battlefield. After fighting for so long, this was the first time he encountered an opponent who dared to fight the Chinese army with bayonets.

Park Yong-ri's troops are indeed extraordinary. Most of them are the Japanese troops of that time, and they also focus on assassination training. Park Yong-ri has always dreamed that one day the Japanese will fight back and restore their identity as the Imperial Army. The Imperial Army cannot be as vulnerable as the Han Army and must maintain strong combat effectiveness.

However, when it comes to bayonet fighting, even the Japanese devils back then were no match.

The Chinese army has attached great importance to bayonet combat training since its establishment. At that time, weapons were backward, so the emphasis on bayonet combat was a last resort, but the ability to fight was integrated into their bones.

The warriors blocked the thrusts and kept stabbing the Han army to the ground, bleeding them.

The Han soldiers yelled and shouted as they fought, but the Chinese soldiers said nothing and remained calm and collected.

The roar could not save Han Jun, nor improve his fighting efficiency, but instead wasted precious strength.

Park Yong-ri understood that they were no match for the Chinese army in a fight and he could not let all his troops die, so he left a platoon behind as scapegoats and led the main force to retreat.

The Han Army also has a glorious tradition. During a charge, the commander sits in command. During a retreat, the commander leads the troops and rushes to the front. However, he has not run far before he is hit by dense bullets.

The Chinese army's spearhead squad that had rushed forward earlier turned around and fought back.

Park Yong-ri was shot in the shoulder and fled surrounded by his men.

When the Chinese soldiers of the spearhead squad saw the Han army fleeing in all directions, they rushed out and chased them, firing fiercely. They were all equipped with submachine guns.

The large Chinese army force behind them swept in, causing the Han army to completely collapse, with soldiers and officers fleeing for their lives.

The regiment commander was also worried when he saw this. The battle had become a forced struggle. What kind of war was this?

The ten soldiers of the spearhead squad hid quickly when they saw the main force coming. The squad leader was very cunning and did not notice the enemy just now, which led to the ambush of the main force. The regiment commander knew that he could not be let off easily, but fortunately, it was a battlefield, and there were the most enemies. As long as he won the next battle, at least he could make up for his crime.

The regiment commander led his troops in a mighty effort and attacked fiercely.

Suddenly, shells fell around the attacking team, and they were heavy artillery.

The regiment commander was overwhelmed and ordered his troops to hide quickly to avoid unnecessary casualties.

The charging infantry fears artillery fire coverage the most.

The soldiers quickly dispersed and desperately dug shelters.

The shells continued to fall, but strangely, they were landing farther and farther away from them.

The two soldiers of the spearhead squad ran back like crazy and found the company commander to report: "An enemy artillery unit was spotted ahead and is firing."

"Did they find us?"

"No, they didn't aim, they just fired randomly."

"Damn it, we are scared to death, let's go to the leader quickly."

After the regiment commander found out, he waved his hand and said, "We'll take the cannon that's been delivered to our door."

The squad leader of the spearhead squad drew a map of the positions of the Han Army's artillery units, with the specific positions of each cannon clearly marked.

The regiment commander pointed at the map and assigned tasks. The soldiers rushed towards their respective targets like tigers emerging from the mountains.

What the Chinese Army lacks most is cannons. The heavy artillery unit of the Han Army in front of them has eleven howitzers. Who wouldn't be jealous?

The artillery unit of the Han army was preparing to retreat. Eight cannons were dragged onto cars, and the remaining three were waiting to fire their last shells. The Han army only wanted to take the cannons away, not the shells. There were plenty of shells, and some had not been unloaded on the American ships parked in the naval port.

At this critical moment, the Chinese soldiers rushed forward like gods descending from the sky.

The Han Army's artillery is equipped with carbines, but in their words, we are artillery, how can we engage in close combat.

The Chinese soldiers were so excited when they saw such a thick cannon barrel that they forgot to fire. One soldier went up to hug the barrel and got several blisters on his hands.

The Han army's artillerymen ran away and climbed onto the cars like crazy.

As soon as the cars drove onto the road, the first one was blown up by the Chinese Army's spearhead squad.

The rest were attacked by a rain of grenades. The Han army soldiers on the vehicles jumped out and ran, only caring about escaping and not daring to fight back.

The soldiers' fingers were numb from shooting.

One soldier was too lazy to reload bullets, so he rushed forward with the butt of his rifle, hitting the Han Army soldiers one by one, forcing them to flee in panic.

The soldiers were very angry. These bastards would rather be shot than surrender. If they were not hit, they would run for their lives. They didn't risk their lives in fighting, but they really risked their lives when running.

The Chinese soldiers lost interest in capturing prisoners and went to grab spoils. This time they really made a fortune, and they managed to steal nearly 200 large trucks and 11 cannons.

The regiment commander happily forgot about the spearhead squad's dereliction of duty and was only concerned with commending them.

The military's flares shot into the sky.

The regiment commander stood on a cannon and called out to the soldiers: "Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

The soldiers' shouts were like a tsunami.

"Not tired then, come on, get in the car, we'll take the bus to German City!"

The soldiers climbed into the car and sat in the carriage.

Just a few minutes after the start, American military planes appeared in the sky and circled around the convoy.

The soldiers became nervous, thinking that the American devils would not drop bombs.

The regiment commander was also afraid, but it was too late to jump out of the car, so he led his soldiers to wave towards the sky.

Some soldiers were even more excited, waving American carbines.

The American pilot recognized that the gun and the car were American, so he flapped his wings and flew away, found a forest that he thought was a good place to hide, and dropped a string of bombs.

The city was in chaos.

The second battle started. On both the eastern and western fronts, the Chinese army launched a tsunami-like attack everywhere. The Han army was the first to bear the brunt and was defeated.

The city of De was filled with troops that had fled back from various places.

The commander of the 7th Han Division was extremely anxious and could not make up his mind whether to change into a soldier's clothes and escape. His intuition told him that if he escaped now, he could still get out, but if he waited any longer, he might be caught by the Chinese.

Just as he was hesitating, he received a stern order that a US military advisory group should withdraw from Decheng and the Han army should provide them with a safe environment for retreat.

The lives of Americans are lives, but the lives of our Han people are not lives? Why should we protect their retreat? Aren’t they helping us fight the war? If they win the battle, they deserve credit, but if they lose the battle, we have to take the bullets!

The commander of the 7th Cold Division was filled with righteous indignation and vented his anger with his men.

At this time, the soldiers brought information, and the commander of the 7th Division shouted excitedly: God help me!

A fully equipped convoy, pulling cannons, approached the city gate, apparently reinforcements.