Chapter 993: The Rising Sun

After receiving the order from his superiors, Zhou Qingfeng left the fast column to the command of 'Old Machine Gun', and he drove a jeep back to Gutuli with more than 300 trucks.

The tens of kilometers of mountain roads only take two or three hours, and there are a large number of volunteer soldiers on the road who are in charge of clearing the road. It is said that the results of the Xingnan offensive completely alarmed the Ninth Corps, and the 58th and 59th Divisions that originally surrounded Xiajieyuli each sent a regiment to support them.

When the car arrived at Gutuli, Zhou Qingfeng discovered that this place had just been bombed. It should be that the U.S. military B-26 from Wonsan Airport, a hundred kilometers away, had visited, and the incendiary bombs dropped had reimbursed a large warehouse.

"Don't worry, those warehouses have already been emptied by us, and they are just pretending to stay where they are." The person who came to pick Zhou Qingfeng was a political commissar of the 59th Division. When they met, they shook hands tightly and said: "Young man, you It’s a great achievement. On behalf of the soldiers of the whole division, I thank you!”

Zhou Qingfeng was not familiar with the members of the 59th Division, so he could only answer a few words briefly. But the battle-tested old soldier on the opposite side used his hands hard and choked up, "If it weren't for the heavy artillery you brought in, we really would have nothing to do with the enemies in the encirclement."

According to the battle report, the 1st Division of the 6th Battle in Xiajieyuli built an airport, continuously transported the wounded from the air and obtained supplies of weapons and ammunition. The firepower advantage was overwhelming. The besieged volunteer army's large number of divisions was useless. They couldn't attack, but suffered heavy casualties.

And as soon as the howitzers and heavy mortars seized from Gutuli were in place, the Americans immediately had a taste of being bombarded. The most important thing is to paralyze its airport and cut off its access to supplies. Without a steady stream of ammunition, the besieged U.S. troops immediately shrunk their positions and behaved much better.

While talking to the division political commissar, Zhou Qingfeng also saw a large group of soldiers busy repairing the buildings in Gutuli. But judging from the degree of shoddy production, it is obviously a false target that attracts the enemy to bomb. His jeep continued to drive forward, and soon came to a hidden staging area.

"We are coming to one battalion now, and we are going to another battalion. Those who come are all beggars, and those who leave are all local tyrants." The political commissar of the division introduced with a smile on his face, "I heard that you have brought more than 300 vehicles of equipment. What are they? ?”

"It's mainly field army coats, military trousers, shoes, hats and gloves for the U.S. military, as well as food and drink supplies for the U.S. military. I think these things should be the most scarce," Zhou Qingfeng said.

"It's in short supply, it's really in short supply." The political commissar of the division couldn't wait to watch the loading and unloading of the vehicles. Immediately after the unloaded packing box was opened, someone came to pick it up, and the bitter soldiers finally smiled. And the convoy did not stop, unloading one car and leaving one car, and continued to go to Xingnan Port to grab the shipment.

"The American clothes are really good, warm and light. I like their gloves the most, and they can solve a big problem." The political commissar of the division waved his hands and showed Zhou Qingfeng the sheepskin gloves he was wearing. Holding a rifle will freeze a layer of skin off to it."

Freeze off a layer of skin? More than just a layer of skin! If you can't shoot, you will be killed by freezing. Imagine that soldiers can't even fire their guns when attacking the enemy. What kind of scene is that?

The car continued to drive, and passed a hospital. Dozens of captured U.S. military doctors and a large number of volunteer medical staff are busy, and the place is full of blood and screams. From time to time, someone can still be heard shouting: "Is there any more morphine? How many morphines are left in stock?"

There was a basket at the entrance of the medical center, inside which were amputated arms or thighs, the blood was frozen on the basket, and ice crystals were hanging on it. Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng seemed to be paying attention to the wounded in the hospital, the political commissar of the division said with great pain but relief: "This is already the best situation."

"How many people need amputation?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"A lot, a lot." The political commissar of the division couldn't give an accurate number, but he said with certainty: "Without the US military medical company you captured, our soldiers would not even be able to amputate their limbs. And without the one you captured Winter clothes, there will be more fighters needing amputations."

"I heard that a company was frozen to death because it was lying in an ambush in the snow?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

These words are sad, but the political commissar of the division still nodded, "Yes, some companies died of frostbite because they stood firm, and some companies died of frostbite because of ambush. There are still a large number of soldiers marching and camping, We suffered non-combat attrition while fighting. We really lost a lot."

"Since the loss is so great, has the Corps ever thought that this battle should not be fought?" This is a question that has been on Zhou Qingfeng's mind for a long time. It made him sad to think of the many loyal and fearless warriors who had lost their lives in vain because of a series of wrong decisions.

Even... Zhou Qingfeng also had some resentment towards Taizu. The rush of the Ninth Corps to enter the court has a lot to do with Taizu wanting the volunteers to kill the First Division of the 6th Battle. If you can take a break, it would be good to slow down for a few days or even a few hours on the way to the battlefield!

The jeep continued to move forward, and the political commissar of the division took Zhou Qingfeng away from Gutuli. Their destination was to go around the battlefield to the headquarters of the Ninth Corps. The reason why Zhou Qingfeng didn't leave the dungeon immediately was because he wanted to visit Xiajieyuli and Liutanli. These two places were the main battlefields of Changjin Lake.

Regarding Zhou Qingfeng's question, the political commissar of the division did not answer immediately. He also seemed to be confused, unwilling, angry, and thinking. At the end of the day, when the two arrived in Xiajieyu, Zhou Qingfeng strongly asked to get out of the car and look at the battlefield, to see the place he had put in all his efforts to save.

The battle continued overnight, and both sides fought very hard, every hill, every position, and every foxhole. The troops who had rested from Gutuli returned by car, and immediately launched an attack with high morale. On the other hand, the US military is consciously retreating step by step.

Shelling, shooting, bombing, hand-to-hand combat, the most rational madness of mankind is being staged on the battlefield, all wanting to kill the opponent. Zhou Qingfeng climbed up a hill that had already been captured and held up his binoculars to look into the valley in Xiajieyu, where there were still stretches of American troops resisting the attack of the volunteers.

On the battlefield of blood and blood, awe and mania, indifference and passion, honor and tragedy are intertwined. At this moment, a gleam of light suddenly lit up in the sky, and a red sun was slowly rising. And behind the red sun, several enemy planes roared towards them.

And on this battlefield of blood and fire, the political commissar who had been silent for a long time suddenly said: "We did make many mistakes in this battle, mistakes that are extremely regrettable when you think about it afterwards. In order to redeem these mistakes, we have to Make a huge sacrifice.

Wrong is wrong, we do not make too many excuses. But what if you just stare at these errors? How can a person not make mistakes? How can a battle be free from mistakes? How can a country not make mistakes? Can you find an existence that never makes mistakes?

Who can know whether mistakes are the only way to success until things have reached their final results? If you don't fight the United States head-on, how will you know how powerful the US military is? It is also good to make mistakes early, and it is easier to correct them.

The key is whether to learn from mistakes and make sacrifices worthwhile. At least we didn't cry and regret after we made a mistake, and we were afraid to move forward. We still have to fight the Americans, and we still have to continue to strengthen ourselves. No matter it is ten years, twenty years, fifty years, or one hundred years, we still have to move towards prosperity step by step! "

Based on the thinking of Zhou Qingfeng's future generations, he is definitely unwilling to make unnecessary sacrifices. If you want him to die, he will definitely shake his head. But these ancestors in front of them have come out of the disaster-ridden old world. They really look down on life and death, and they only care about the country's tomorrow.

Slander, slander, ridicule, ridicule, think that China will still experience too many mistakes and tribulations in the next 60 years, and the correct road to return to the top of the world is full of thorns. And are all the mistakes made in the past sixty years worthless?

Can a man never make a mistake in his formative years? Are mistakes worthless? Failure is the mother of success, it is better to move forward than to regret!

Taking advantage of the rising sun in the sky, looking at the long-flowing river in the mountains, Zhou Qingfeng, who was depressed, suddenly laughed. A sentence popped up in his mind—the red sun is just rising, and its path is bright; the river flows out and flows into the ocean;

"Just complaining about the inadequacies and mistakes of the past is meaningless, and this will not show how wise I am. In fact, I should be glad that I can not only see the innocence of the motherland when it is just trying to cry, but also experience its grandeur when it dominates the world. I am just a small person, Instead of regretting and complaining so much, it's better to be yourself."

After all, this China... has a promising future and a bright future, so it is worth our time to walk with it. 8