Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

The cold wind was howling, and a "woooo" sound was made in the forest.

The sky was pitch black, without a single ray of light.

Under the moonlight, a frozen river reflected a cold light.

This is the China-North Korea border.

And this winding river is the Yalu River.

Just as the battle of Wenjing was in full swing, Fleming, an American military adviser to the 7th Regiment of the 6th Division of South Korea, led a reinforced platoon from Guchang and entered Chushan Town on the Sino-North Korean border.

"Major Fleming, that river is the Yalu River."

A South Korean soldier said.

Looking at the Yalu River so close at hand, Fleming was extremely excited and ecstatic.

Because he might be the first American soldier to see the Yalu River!

"Report! There are North Korean soldiers ahead!"

The scout reported.

Fleming was startled and quickly picked up the telescope to observe.

On the floating bridge on the river, some scattered North Korean soldiers were supporting each other and retreating towards northeast China.

"Use machine guns to fire immediately!"

Fleming ordered.

"Major, the other side is China, we..."

The platoon leader of the reinforced platoon was hesitant.

"Excuting an order!"

Fleming said unhappily.

"Yes!"

The platoon leader immediately gave orders to his soldiers to fire into Chinese territory.

Wherever the bullets passed, smoke and dust billowed.

Fleming laughed triumphantly.

In less than a moment, all the North Korean soldiers were killed or wounded.

Fleming led several South Korean soldiers to the river.

He opened his arms and enjoyed the moment.

"I must be the first American soldier to get here!"

Fleming vowed that he would keep a diary to remember this intoxicating moment.

Then he took a walk on the snow-covered river.

After having his fill, Fleming left behind a combat group and returned to Guchang to convene a meeting of officers of the Seventh Regiment.

"Order all units to move into Chushan tomorrow!"

But at this moment, he received a telegram from the division command post.

"Retreat from Guchang immediately!"

Fleming frowned and continued reading.

"The South Korean Second Regiment has been completely defeated in Wenjing!"

Now Fleming could no longer sit still.

As the vanguard of the South Korean Sixth Division, the Seventh Regiment stole the limelight in the march towards the Yalu River, and its speed won it widespread praise.

He even had a telex with a headline from a Tokyo newspaper in his hand, which clearly stated: The vanguard of the United Nations forces had reached the Yalu River and artillery had conducted test firing into Chinese territory.

Fleming seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water and suddenly came to his senses.

“Have I been isolated now?”

Thinking of this, Fleming suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"What is the status of our regiment's supplies?"

He quickly called the South Korean soldiers and asked.

"Report to the major, we have run out of gasoline and ammunition!"

Fleming's face turned pale. How the hell was he going to retreat? !

He immediately called back: Without sufficient gasoline, food and ammunition, the Seventh Regiment would not be able to move.

Fleming then walked out of the tent.

Looking at the cold moon in the sky, his heart was filled with sorrow.

What should I do? !

......

at the same time.

Li Xiangyang was awakened by a loud noise.

He opened his eyes and found that the others were already awake.

They were gathered together, as if looking at something.

"Brother Yang, you're awake!"

He Yuzhu and Li Jicheng stood on both sides of him, never leaving his side.

After Li Xiangyang discovered this, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

"What happened over there?"

He pointed to where the crowd was gathered.

"When the brothers from the Second Battalion were cleaning up the battlefield, they pulled out a lot of South Korean soldiers from the woods!"

When talking about this, He Yuzhu was quite speechless, "These South Korean guys are too good at hiding!"

It turned out that after the South Korean soldiers lost, they began to disperse in all directions.

In order to survive, some of them hid in the woods, some dived into the bushes, and some even lay on the ground and buried themselves with dead leaves and soil.

After listening to He Yuzhu's story, Li Xiangyang couldn't help but sigh.

This is really a team that is good at escaping!

No wonder those Korean athletes in my previous life always stood out in track and field events.

It turns out that these were all leftovers from their ancestors.

Li Xiangyang stood up and walked over.

I saw more than a dozen South Korean soldiers squatting in the middle of the crowd with their hands on their heads.

"Xiangyang, wake up!"

Li Zhong greeted him.

Li Xiangyang nodded and looked at these South Korean soldiers.

Suddenly, someone recognized him.

"Ah! Devil!"

The man pointed at Li Xiangyang and screamed in fear.

"What is this South Korean bastard yelling about?"

Li Xiangyang wondered.

"He said you are a devil and killed many of their compatriots!"

Liu Dacheng walked over and said.

"Great, Liu, you also know Korean!"

Wang Changhe said in surprise.

Liu Dacheng rolled his eyes, "Do you think everyone is the same as you?"

Wang Changhe was furious. "It's great that you know Korean. I can speak it, too!"

"Then say a few words and see if this stick can understand you."

Liu Dacheng laughed.

Wang Changhe walked up to the man without saying a word.

He widened his eyes and stared at the guy.

Judging from the posture, it seems like he wants to eat the other person alive.

"Siba!"

Suddenly, Wang Changhe said.

"Kaise Ki!"

After hearing what Wang Changhe said, the man was so scared that he collapsed to the ground.

"Hey, Captain Wang, what did you say?"

Li Zhong said in surprise.

"You are such a coward, don't you understand?"

Wang Changhe laughed triumphantly.

"Son of a bitch!"

Liu Dacheng shook his head and said.

"Liu Dacheng, why the hell are you scolding me?!"

Li Zhong yelled.

"That's what your battalion commander said!"

Liu Dacheng said unhappily.

"what?!"

Li Zhong was stunned, scratched his head and said: "The battalion commander scolded well!"

Looking at the shivering South Korean soldier, Li Xiangyang's frown slowly relaxed.

To South Korean soldiers, he was a demon.

But in his own eyes, he is a hero.

Thinking of this, Li Xiangyang felt no burden in his heart.

Suddenly, a South Korean soldier took out a pocket watch and some banknotes from his pocket and handed them to Li Xiangyang in a flattering manner.

"Um?!"

Li Xiangyang was stunned.

"No, don't kill me!"

The man spoke haltingly in Chinese.

"The Volunteer Army does not kill prisoners of war."

Li Xiangyang said lightly.

Hearing this, the man was overjoyed.

Seeing this, others hurriedly asked him what happened in Korean.

After hearing his explanation, these people immediately shouted loudly towards the mountains and forests.

After a while, more than 60 South Korean soldiers hiding in the ravine came out with guns raised and surrendered.

Seeing this, all the volunteer soldiers were stunned.

"This guy is so good at hiding!"

A soldier muttered.

They checked the battlefield two or three times but did not find the escaped South Korean soldiers.

At this time, the leading South Korean soldier shouted something.

"What did he say?!"

Everyone looked at the South Korean soldier who could speak Chinese.

"He said, Long live China!"

The man stammered.