Traveling through 1937, I came to fight against the Kwantung Army

Chapter 602 Crossing the Yalu River (1)

Tonghe County, Wuyapao Town,

A black SUV slowly drove into the gate of the town grain depot and stopped steadily on the smooth concrete road.

Jiang Hailiang, director of the Municipal Supply and Marketing Bureau, dressed in formal attire, looked serious and focused, and got out of the car with two of his subordinates.

Li Congshan, the person in charge of the grain warehouse, had been waiting at the door. With a respectful and expectant look on his face, he quickly walked over and shook hands and greeted Jiang Hailiang and others one by one.

As soon as Jiang Hailiang got off the car, he led his team straight to the grain storage area. The sun shone on the neatly arranged warehouses. The inspection team walked into one of the warehouses and was instantly surrounded by mountains of grain. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of grains. Jiang Hailiang leaned over and carefully checked the color and fullness of the grains. From time to time, he picked up a handful of grain with his hands, twisted it, and felt its dryness.

"When was the grain stored in this warehouse?" Jiang Hailiang asked. Li Congshan quickly opened the record book in his hand and answered fluently: "Director, this batch of grain was stored on July 15, and all indicators were tested and qualified at that time."

"How are the moisture-proof and insect-proof measures for these grains?" Jiang Hailiang stopped and asked seriously. Li Congshan immediately stepped forward and pointed to the surrounding facilities and said, "Don't worry, we have installed advanced ventilation equipment, which will automatically alarm once the indicators are abnormal. And we will carry out fumigation and insect-proof treatment regularly to ensure the safe storage of grains." Jiang Hailiang nodded slightly, with a satisfied look on his face.

"Director Li, food reserves are a big deal for us now. This year, our special zone has purchased 5.85 million catties of reserve grain! We must take good care of the warehouse. The mayor has already notified us that starting tomorrow, all the reserve grain will be put to use!"

"Yes, Director, don't worry, these grains are more important than my life!"

Yin Xinjun has already received the notice that starting tomorrow, Mulan Special Zone will be responsible for allocating 6000 million jin of grain, 1 million jin of various dry food, and 15 sets of cotton clothes to Ji'an, Andong and other places on the Sino-North Korean border!

Military Division Headquarters,

Ding Shan looked at the map of North Korea and said,

“Are the U.S. troops advancing so fast?”

Fang Hao sighed.

"They have crossed the 11th parallel and broken our bottom line, and the commander-in-chief of the United Nations forces, MacArthur, issued a press release at a press conference: the US military will end the Korean War before Thanksgiving (November 23)."

Yin Xinjun smiled.

"That's really crazy! I've never heard of anyone announcing a node plan in advance during a war!"

Fang Hao also shook his head.

"The People's Army lost miserably and retreated even faster. Now it depends on how long Pyongyang can hold out! If Pyongyang can no longer be defended, it means that the People's Army has collapsed. Then, I'm afraid it will be our turn!"

Yin Xinjun said confidently,

"I can make a bet with you that the troops will be dispatched in the next few days. Do you believe it?"

The voice just fell,

Communications Staff Officer Feng Qing was already standing at the door, holding several telegrams in his hands.

"Leaders, the Ministry of National Defense called and ordered our military division's troops to move out immediately and assemble in the Andong area, and accept the command of the Volunteer Army Headquarters!"

Fang Hao said with emotion,

"Speak of the devil, here comes the devil!"

Yin Xinjun's eyes were shining with excitement. After being busy for so long, he finally waited until this day!

Pyongyang, North Korea,

A group of black planes were approaching rapidly like demons.

They hovered over the city, their fuselages gleaming with cold metallic luster. Suddenly, the belly hatch opened wide, and bombs whizzed down from the planes, ruthlessly swinging towards every corner of the city like the scythe of the god of death.

Deafening explosions followed one after another, and a huge mushroom cloud instantly rose from the ground, with thick smoke billowing and covering the sky. On the streets, buildings trembled and collapsed in the violent explosions, and bricks and rubble flew everywhere like raindrops. The commercial street, which was just bustling and lively, was now a sea of ​​fire, with raging flames engulfing shops and vehicles, and broken glass scattered all over the ground, flickering strangely in the light of the fire.

On a road north of Pyongyang,

The dark crowd was surging like a tide, and everywhere was filled with hurried footsteps and noisy shouts.

The faces of the common people were filled with fear and panic. They did not bother to pack too many belongings. They just hurriedly stuffed some important items, such as photos of their relatives, simple clothes and a little dry food, into the tattered packages.

The elderly were supported and staggered, their faces full of reluctance to leave their homeland and fear of the unknown future. The women hugged their young children tightly, tears welling up in their eyes, comforting the crying children in their arms while urging their families to speed up.

The refugees struggled forward along the narrow road, some wearing only worn-out shoes, some even barefoot, their skin cut by the gravel and rubble on the road, bleeding profusely, but they ignored the pain and just mechanically moved forward northward!

Choi In-guk and Lee Sang-gu, along with 22 of their men, also joined the fleeing group.

Li Xiangju looked back at the burning city with a face full of grief and indignation. This was the capital of their North Korea. His superiors ordered him to retreat northward as soon as possible and directly abandoned Pyongyang. He felt helpless!

There were only two small-scale troops defending Pyongyang, with a total of less than 8,000 people! Because the main force had been depleted after the US troops landed in Incheon, how many days could they resist?

About 5 kilometers away from them, in the northern suburbs of Pyongyang, there were crackling sounds of gunfire. It was the 7th Division of the South Korean Army that came from the Yangdeok Highway and the Pyongyang Guard Brigade of the People's Army who were engaging in a fierce firefight!

Cui Renguo had a look of joy on his face, because the order he received today was to retreat to Chinese territory as soon as possible, go to China for training, and accept supplies from the Soviets!

Unlike Lee Sang-gu, who looked desperate, Choi In-guk had hope in his heart. He could be considered a Chinese. Although he was a Korean, his family was in Helong! Others were retreating to China, but he was going home!

Cui Renguo called on his subordinates to hurry up and follow. There were ordinary people everywhere and they would be dispersed if they were not careful!

They walked in a hurry and hadn't had breakfast yet. Cui Renguo felt a little hungry. He took out a potato from his arms and was about to put it in his mouth.

He suddenly heard a child crying loudly not far ahead. The cry was heartbreaking and seemed to penetrate one's soul. Along with the cry, there was also the child's tender and pitiful cry: "Mom, I'm hungry! I'm hungry!"

I saw a haggard and tired mother holding her child's hand tightly, walking forward slowly and with difficulty. Her steps seemed heavy and staggering, as if every step required great effort.

The mother's eyes were swollen and red, tears kept pouring out of her eyes and sliding down her cheeks. As she walked, she raised her hands from time to time and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves in a panic, but the tears were like a flood that could not be stopped.

Cui Renguo hurried forward, stuffed the cold potato into the child's hand, and told the mother,

"After eating, hurry up and leave. Once we get to China, we will be saved!"