The next day, the US military knew that the special forces they inserted into the rear of our army were gone overnight. This incident undoubtedly once again hit their originally low morale, so they did not launch a decent attack in the next few days.

In a sense, their offense is more of a temptation than an offense. They are testing whether we have bullets, and they are testing whether we are hungry and we have no strength...

In the blueprints drawn by their commander, we should be on the verge of collapse. As long as they add more force, or wait a few more days, we will starve to death in batches, and there will be no bullets to stop him from moving forward. Then they can easily step across our defense line, so they are waiting.

If it were based on historical development, the Volunteers did starve to death and freeze to death as they thought, but since the five trucks of grain were launched, the situation has improved greatly.

According to the orders of our superiors, we have to stay here for about ten days, so the division headquarters distributed the food to the soldiers in a planned manner according to the ten-day distribution. Although we were still half full, we could basically maintain it.

However, this situation is limited to our troops, and other troops on the entire front are hungry! Once any troops collapse, the enemy will soon penetrate our rear and the entire front will collapse.

Moreover, although the food has been alleviated, the ammunition has become less and less as the number of attacks by the US military increases, and many soldiers have fallen into an embarrassing situation of no ammunition to be fired.

I don’t know whether it is to slap our morale or to vent our hatred. During this period, the US military poured shells into our positions tons and tons every day.

It seems very simple to repel the Americans' attack. We just need to shoot a string of bullets at them to prove that we are not too hungry to pull the trigger, and prove that we have bullets, and they will retreat soon. But the enemy's bombardment annoyed the soldiers, and they also bombed during the day and at night, before the charge, and after the charge...

It is said that there is a kind of inferiority people. They always like to be ashamed and arrogant and act arrogant. I think the Americans seem to be somewhat similar to such inferiority people, because I think they are using the power of artillery fire to conceal their fear and cowardice.

Although there was cover from the tunnel and the shelling did not cause much casualties to the Volunteer Army soldiers, let alone, a few Volunteer Army soldiers were beaten into madmen.

After a bombardment a few days ago, we suddenly saw a soldier shouting outside the tunnel: "Come on fire! Case on fire!"

Sometimes he screamed: "Let's go down! Leave down quickly..." Seeing someone standing, he rushed up and pressed him down.

Then there were four or five more crazy soldiers.

Looking at these crazy comrades, the soldiers were not sad. Many soldiers wanted to rush up to save them, but they had no choice. They were amazingly strong and grabbed and bite the soldiers. They finally pulled them into the tunnel, but one of them didn't pay attention and let them run out. As a result, the Americans' rounds of gunfire were gone after several rounds of bombardment.

The soldiers all said that they ran to other places and went crazy, and I would rather think so!

The day was clear and the weather was clear. God was extremely kind tore open his gray face and changed into a smile. After our position was baptized by US artillery fire as usual, I climbed up to the top of the mountain to watch the US attack the high ground of the Second Battalion in front, and from time to time, I would help knock out a few Americans who were emerging. This four-fold magnification scope is indeed much easier to use than the original 2.5 times, and it is effortless to hit the Americans on the opposite high ground. If it weren't for the lack of bullets, I wouldn't be polite to them.

Perhaps because of the weather, the US military's attack today was a bit like that. The two organized offensives lasted longer than before. What surprised me was that once the soldiers of the Second Battalion actually retreated back into the tunnel, and then let the US military rush up to block them in the tunnel.

Fortunately, I quickly called the soldiers up and spent some ammunition to drive the Americans who had no foothold.

This is also another benefit of the reverse slope fortification. If the two high grounds are not too far apart, the warriors in the latter high ground can provide fire cover for the previous high ground by climbing to the top of the mountain to prevent the warriors in the previous high ground from being blocked into the tunnel by the enemy's firepower. If the enemy wants to bypass the previous high ground to attack us, they will light their backs in front of the second battalion soldiers in the previous high ground and let them practice their marksmanship.

"I'm telling me what happened to the comrades in the second battalion?" When the Americans retreated, Hu Zi couldn't help but ask strangely: "Why did they give up their position to the Americans like this? They went into the tunnel by themselves..."

"That's right!" Zhao Yongxin couldn't understand either: "There were no guns or guns, so they just gave up their positions to the Americans? What medicine is sold in this gourd?"

"What medicine is sold when the position is lost?" The old squad leader cut: "If we hadn't come up in time, if they hadn't completed the mission, they would have been suffocated to death in the tunnel."

"Communication!" Xu Feng frowned and shouted in a muffled voice.

"arrive!"

"Go and ask what's going on!"

"yes!"

As he said that, a volunteer soldier ran up to the second battalion's position. The two high grounds were not far apart, and it took only ten minutes to go back and forth. Soon, he saw the correspondent running back and reporting in front of Xu Feng panting: "Report to the battalion commander, the second battalion commander said, "Tell me... say the Americans are cheating!"

"Americans are cheating?" Xu Feng couldn't help but be stunned: "Why are they cheating?"

"He, they..." the correspondent gasped for a few breaths and continued, "They shouted under the position: 'If you can't attack, don't attack, just use cannons!". When the second battalion commander and others heard it, they thought the Americans really wanted to bombard, so they took the soldiers into the tunnel. Unexpectedly, the Americans rushed up without shooting..."

"No!" After hearing this, I couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Can the second battalion commander understand the foreign language that those Americans said?"

"The Second Battalion Commander said that those Americans speak Chinese!" The correspondent replied: "Although those Americans are difficult to speak, the soldiers can still understand! It is said that they shouted loudly, but they were fooled, and they were so angry that the Second Battalion Commander and others cursed..."

"No! Can this make the volunteers fool?" I couldn't help but feel angry and funny when I heard this. The volunteers may have lived in an environment without lies and deception for a long time, so even a simple scam like the US military would believe. This is a bit too simple...

Thinking about the iron-clad men in the Second Camp, they lost such a big face in front of other comrades. This time, I was afraid that my face would be pissed off. When I thought of this, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Damn it!" Hu Zi cursed seriously: "These Americans are really cunning, and reactionaries are all the same virtues!"

Hu Zi's words made me laugh so hard that I almost fell down, and only the soldiers were a little confused.

"Why are you laughing?" Hu Zi asked blankly.

"Nothing is nothing!" I covered my stomach that was laughing and shaking it with one hand, and said to the correspondent with the other hand: "You, go back and tell the second battalion commander. Next time the American said this, that's true. Don't think that the Americans are cheating again and don't go into the tunnel..."

"Yes!" The correspondent responded and ran away quickly.

Sure enough, what I said was not long after, and for this reason, the Second Battalion sent a special correspondent to thank me. He only saw Hu Zi and others stunned, and came up to ask:

"Captain Cui, how can you know what the Americans think?"

"Why are you sure they will do this?"

...

I smiled bitterly and shook my head. These were just games of stones, scissors and cloth that the children played. I didn't expect that the soldiers could not turn around.

Just as the soldiers were playing cat and mouse games with the Americans, the cannons in the Wenshan area on the right side of our army's defense line were heard tightening. Countless "wild horses" and "pirates" fighter planes kept hovering on them, throwing bombs and incendiary bombs down from time to time.

Seeing this, I couldn't help frowning. Why didn't the Americans' planes come to bomb us today? It seems that they are all concentrated in the Wenshan area, where the First Legion of the People's Army is stationed. I wonder if the Americans have learned their lesson, so they also used the volunteer army to beat them and pick up soft persimmons.

There were only battles between the South Korean puppet army and the Korean People's Army on the Korean battlefield, but the puppet army had poor combat effectiveness due to its own quality, while the People's Army had poor combat effectiveness because its vitality had not yet fully recovered after its defeat. Therefore, the combat effectiveness of the troops they joined later was generally higher than that of the local army.

Needless to say, North Korea is almost supported by the entire battlefield by the volunteers. South Korea's army is even stronger in combat effectiveness than the puppet army.

I don’t know how the Americans trained the puppet troops before the war started. The troops that collapsed with one blow would be called the "Heroes of Asia" by them, which made this army easily dominate the entire Asia.

But what I said was useless, and I could tell if it was a mule or a horse. In this battle, the army, which was proudly called "Asian Hero" by the United States, immediately became "Asian Bear". However, it seems that the North Koreans originally called themselves the descendants of bears, and it is really not wrong to say that they were "Asian Bears".

Because they knew that the puppet army was easy to fight, the volunteers always used the puppet army as a breakthrough point when attacking the United Nations defense line. As soon as the puppet army retreated, the volunteers then inserted into the enemy's rear and threatened the entire front line of the enemy.

But now, this trick seems to have been learned by the Americans...

"Airplane! Airplane..." A volunteer soldier shouted into the sky.

"What's so strange about the plane? What's the name?" Hu Zi cursed impatiently, but soon looked at the sky and couldn't speak.

When I turned around, I was immediately startled. I saw hundreds of planes flying in the southern sky, rolling in like a dark cloud, covering half of the sky.

"My God!" Xiao Shandong shouted in surprise: "So many planes, why didn't you blow up the mountain?"

I raised my sniper rifle and saw an ugly, fat fuselage appeared in my scope. It was a C-119, not a bomber or a fighter, but a transport aircraft called "flying cars". What did the US military do with so many transport aircraft? I was secretly wondering, could they be kind and used so many transport aircraft to airdrop hamburgers for us?

"Hey! I've laid eggs!" As if I was answering me, there were suddenly a bunch of white mushrooms on the butts of those transport planes, slowly falling down. After a while, the sky was filled with it, as if a gust of wind suddenly blew when I walked into the dandelion field, and then snow-white dandelions were floating everywhere in the sky.

I couldn't help but be stunned. Of course, I wouldn't be stupid enough to think that those were hamburgers, those - those - were the US airborne troops. Their target was the First Legion of the People's Army stationed in Wenshan. So many airborne troops were airborne to the rear of the People's Army, and the People's Army would soon collapse in the absence of food and bombs. Then the US military would soon pour in from that gap, threatening the back of the Volunteer Army...

Thinking of this, I turned around and ran towards the regiment headquarters without saying a word.

"Report to the leader!" When we arrived at the regiment headquarters, we found that Leader Chu and the others were also outside looking at the sky.

"Well." Captain Chu turned around and said, "It's just right, I'm just about to find you..."

As he said that, he was more densely packed with parachutes than in the sky and said, "Everyone said you know more about things. Do you know what these are?"

"Report to the regiment commander!" I quickly stood up and said, "Those are the enemy's airborne troops! Just like the Americans used helicopters to transport troops to the rear of our army a few days ago, these are the same!"

"Airborne troops?" Commander Chu was stunned: "You mean, the soldiers of American devils are densely packed in the sky?"

"Yes!" I responded helplessly. The volunteers have seen airborne troops, nor have they seen parachutes. But like now, the entire sky is full of parachutes. I am afraid it is the first time I have seen it in history, so I can't believe it.

"Report to the commander!" At this time, a telegraph soldier ran up and handed the commander Chu a message. Commander Chu's face changed and he asked: "Which battalion is fighting on the front line now!"

"From the Second Battalion!"

"Yes!" Commander Chu gritted his teeth and continued: "Pass the order and use the Second Battalion as a cover to retreat!"

"Captain!"

"Execute the command!"

"Yes!" I know what that would mean for the comrades of the Second Battalion, but there is nothing I can do about it. There is no way to retreat in broad daylight without getting rid of the US troops that followed behind. I can only use this method of sacrificing small troops for the safety of large troops.

He hurried back to the army and silently said to Xu Feng: "The commander of the regiment commander should use the Second Battalion as a cover to retreat!"

"Yeah!" Xu Feng nodded expressionlessly, and soon issued an order to retreat. The soldiers silently began to organize their clothes. Everything seemed so calm and so natural... I was wondering, the soldiers who usually have a strong bloody friendship with each other seemed a little ruthless to the soldiers of the Second Battalion. But then I soon discovered that before the soldiers left, they all looked back at the positions of the Second Battalion, and some even waved goodbye to them, and the soldiers of the Second Battalion also waved to us from afar...

I finally understood that this is the battlefield. The reason why the soldiers took it for granted is because one day, if the same task fell on our camp, they would take on this task without hesitation, just like the current second camp, even if they knew very well what would be waiting for them before taking on this task.

The sound of cannons rumbled again. Perhaps the US military discovered that the volunteers were going to retreat, so they quickly launched an attack. I tightened the rifle on my back, and finally looked at the Second Battalion behind me, which was standing on the position, turned around and followed the team.

The volunteers stationed on various high grounds received the task and retreated one after another. The soldiers gathered more and more, and lined up in a long row to walk north. I thought to myself, fortunately, those US planes were eager to deal with the People's Army, otherwise we would have suffered a lot of losses now.

Just as our team passed the 30-meter-long highway bridge, I was surprised to find that Commander Zhang was guarding there. Looking around, he seemed to be looking for someone. When he saw Commander Chu, he ran up excitedly and shouted: "Old Chu, Old Chu..."

"Hey, Captain Zhang!" Captain Chu asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Why haven't you retreated yet?"

"The superior asked our regiment to guard this highway bridge!" Captain Zhang compared the bridge under his feet and handed a cigarette: "If you want to guard this bridge, the Americans' tanks will not be able to pass through, and it will be difficult for the Americans to catch up with our troops!"

"Well, thank you for your hard work!"

"Tsk!" Captain Zhang shook his head and smiled: "I said Lao Chu, you still say this to me after fighting for so many years! I won't say much nonsense. I'm here to borrow someone from you..."

When I heard this, I was shocked. I quickly pulled the brim down and ran forward with the team as if nothing had happened. However, behind me, the cry of Captain Zhang was still heard: "Hey, you... the one with the American small mirror gun on his back... what's the name?"

"Captain Cui!" Commander Chu quickly knew who Commander Zhang wanted.

"Yes, yes... it's him, Battalion Commander Cui!" Commander Zhang nodded and said to Commander Chu: "Old Chu, I just want such a person, you won't give it to me! I'll pay you back after this battle..."
Chapter completed!