Chapter 882: First Battle
Wenjingli is a river valley, where the Jiulong River meanders through, and there are farmlands on both sides of the river bank. A road ran along a river valley, flanked by the rugged mountains common in northern North Korea, a good place to lay an ambush.
The mountains are covered with dry grass and trees, covered with a thin layer of snow. Zhou Qingfeng and his comrades from the 354th Regiment ambushed here. At this moment, his ten fingers were red from the cold. After entering the position, he was so tired that he almost didn't want to wake up. He wished he could eat and drink a lot and sleep well.
This is so fucking bitter! It's inhumane, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, but the soil turtle draws a cake and stirs it to coax the soldiers into high spirits and screams. And this cake is not a good thing, it turned out to be a war!
Zhou Qingfeng looked around at those comrades who were equally exhausted but excited, and kept thinking in his heart: Is this how the revolutionary ancestors were? Are they too stupid or am I too stupid? If I hadn't been forced to do nothing, I would definitely have gone across the sea with Mr. Chang to enjoy the blessings. Why bother to embarrass myself like this?
Just when Zhou Qingfeng was about to doubt his life, the squad leader walked over to him, patted him on the shoulder and praised him: "Big Zhou, well done. Take the initiative to help your comrades march and contribute your own ability to the victory. I will continue to work hard later, shoot on time, and don't lose the chain!"
Zhou Qingfeng could only respond with a simple smirk, but his heart was as bitter as eating Coptis chinensis. He had never imagined such a suffering battle. In the past, reading books said that the Volunteer Army won one victory after another, but now they haven't fought a single battle, and Zhou Qingfeng was almost dragged to death just by marching.
The 20-year-old squad leader had a gray face. It was obvious that he was exhausted, but he took the time to mobilize before the battle. The ten people in the class were divided into three combat groups. Zhou Qingfeng is a new recruit. Although he is already an 'activist joining the party', he is still in the observation period and can only be a member of the lowest team.
During the break, Zhou Qingfeng seized the time to eat something. He was able to eat, even in the most miserable period of the wasteland, he was never hungry, and it can even be said that he ate better than when he was a diaozi in the past.
But now the dry food bag only has fried soybeans. It's very interesting to eat this small thing, but if anyone dares to say that 'Spam' is bad after a meal, Zhou Qingfeng can spit on him!
In order to have some strength for the battle, Zhou Qingfeng ate up all the fried soybeans in the dry food bag, and then he stared at the deserted dirt road in the valley and cursed secretly: "The king of heaven will come later, I will I have to go up and eat a piece of meat, otherwise I will starve to death."
At this moment, it was around ten o'clock in the morning on October 25, 1950, and the second regiment of the Sixth Division of Nanbang was leaving Wenjing Town for Beizhen, both of which were small and insignificant place names in North Korea.
Commander Xian of the Second Regiment received a report from his subordinates in his command car. It is said that he found signs of the Chinese Communist Army, but his boss, Master Jin, reassured him that the Americans did not find any special enemy situation.
It is impossible for the Chinese Communist Army to fight.
Now that the war has reached the Yalu River, the Americans feel that the florists have missed the best time to send troops, so they can only admit that Beibang has been defeated. In the future, the military power of the United States will be able to block the rabbit's doorstep and keep an eye on the industrial base in the Northeast all the time.
Now, although Commander Xian has received signs of the emergence of the Chinese Communist Army, he agrees with the judgment of the Americans. What he encountered may be hundreds or thousands of volunteer fighters, and it is impossible to change the situation of the battle. Besides...
"My regiment of more than 1,000 people is equipped with all American equipment, cars, armored vehicles, and artillery, and the invincible U.S. Air Force is covering it above. Why should we be afraid of harassment by the Chinese Communist Army?"
Captain Xian thought so, and did so. He ordered the whole regiment to advance in battle formation, with the aim of clearing out all the remnants of the Beibang forces encountered. And a total of three battalions under him broke into the ambush circle of the 354th Regiment of the Volunteer Army just like that.
"There are still such stupid people in the world?" Zhou Qingfeng couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the enemy appearing in front of him in a car.
Ever seen a truck towing a dozen howitzers as a vanguard? That's right, artillerymen are the vanguards! Unheard of thing, Nan Bangzi did just that.
Not only the artillerymen were in the vanguard, but the artillerymen were followed by more than 20 trucks carrying supplies and infantry, and they appeared in front of the soldiers of the 354th regiment just like that.
"Oh..., I'm so happy!" Zhou Qingfeng was overjoyed, "I wish I would meet such stupid enemies in the future, I'm so fucking happy. God, please give me more in the future." Send this kind of enemy commander to spawn monsters for me."
Rumors circulated in the army of the Rabbit's family in the future, saying: After fighting for so many years, they were the most useless Nanbang army they encountered when they first entered the dynasty. That really abolished the level, abolished the height, and abolished a certain realm. No matter when, the puppet army supported by Yingjiang has always been ineffective.
"Great, I like this kind of opponent." The 38 rifle in Zhou Qingfeng's hand was already hungry and thirsty, and he moved his fingers desperately to make the blood flow, so that he could shoot more flexibly.
"Don't fight, let them go." The squad leader sent an order from his superiors, "There are three, five, three regiments waiting behind."
"What? Don't fight!" Zhou Qingfeng watched the group of fish belly slip away in front of him, feeling helpless, "It's too sad not to eat such a big piece of meat."
The Third Battalion of the Second Regiment of the Sixth Division of the Nanbang just crossed the ambush circle where Zhou Qingfeng was, and then the second battalion behind them appeared in front of Zhou Qingfeng and others. At this time, more than a thousand enemies as opponents were scattered on several kilometers of roads, unable to respond back and forth.
The enemy has already entered the ambush pocket, and it is easier to fight with scattered troops. Zhou Qingfeng watched the enemy infantry marching forward behind him, and his mood calmed down. "Bullying this kind of opponent is not a sense of accomplishment!"
When all the enemies entered the ambush circle, Zhou Qingfeng finally received the long-awaited attack order. The squad leader gave a 'hit', aimed the rifle in his hand firmly at an enemy officer and pulled the trigger.
At this time, the enemy's mobile units that had been let go had already begun to exchange fire. The sound of gunfire came, and the enemy infantry behind became alert. But in Zhou Qingfeng's view, this kind of vigilance is just standing there in a daze as a target.
Intensive gunshots suddenly sounded from the ambush position, and Zhou Qingfeng's first bullet hit the target's chest more than a hundred meters away. The bullet passed through his chest, but no special injuries could be seen.
The Nanbang officer was trying to repair the team, but he looked at his chest and fell down weakly. After Zhou Qingfeng shot once, he quickly pulled the bolt to extract the shell casing, and then pushed the next bullet into the chamber.
There was a bang, followed by a bang-lah pumping of the bolt. The movements are calm, the expression is calm, and everything is extremely regular. Every bullet destroys an enemy, which is fierce and deadly.
Command millions of people, control the Caribbean, be awe-inspiring in the United States, and the Legion Commander who is rampant in Canada is showing his power! (To be continued.)