Chapter 903 Competition

"I'm washing knives and guns by the side of the Yalu River. LieWen. Cc" LieWen. Cc, head of the Seventh Regiment of the Nanbang, felt very happy that he was able to take the lead in the war of unification of the motherland. A little proud.

We must know that when the Korean War started, the Bukbang was irresistible, and the great cause of democracy in Korea was about to die. Fortunately, the American father came to help, and it was Nanbang's turn to cross the 38th parallel and hit the border between China and North Korea.

In the hearts of the Nanbang army, it might not have followed the old example of Japan in the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, and marched into China to show off its prestige. It's a pity that the last opportunity for the rise of a great power in the world was seized by flower growers, and the whole nation is slowly crawling out of the abyss of despair full of death and flesh and blood.

"Even if I can't get into the Northeast, I've shown my strength by shooting in the Northeast." Captain Nanbanglin still had some small achievements in his heart.

But this wonderful idea was shattered by the fierce revenge of the Volunteer Army two days ago. The 118th Division of the Forty Army killed the 2nd Regiment of the 6th Nanbang Division neatly as soon as it made a move, and turned its attention to its 7th Regiment.

General Jin Zhun of the 6th Division of the Nanbab Division asked the 19th and 7th Regiments under his command to rescue the 2nd Regiment. As a result, before the rescue was successful, the second regiment was finished, and the seventh regiment was also facing an extremely critical situation.

Master Jin even sent a telegram to Commander Lin, saying: "Your regiment is already in a dangerous situation, and I hope to do my best to break through successfully."

To put it bluntly, the meaning of this telegram is 'I can't save you anymore, you should find a way to escape yourself'.

A bolt from the blue!

Head Lin wanted to escape, of course he wanted to. But he can't run away. Because the early stage was too aggressive, the whole regiment ran too far away from the main force of the division, and the logistics was cut off by the volunteers. The fuel supply of the whole regiment was in short supply, and all motor vehicles could not be driven.

So Master Jin could only ask the Americans to airdrop supplies to his Seventh Regiment. After the supplies were dropped, the regiment's supply station suddenly reported that he had been attacked by a small group of Kuomintang troops.

Hey..., hey..., hey..., you can't say it's over and it's over!

Head Lin was still waiting for his subordinates to come back from the regiment headquarters of the 'Ancient Field', when he heard the news, his mind buzzed. He really wanted to scold him furiously, but who could he scold? The regimental supply depot was finished, the radio contact was lost, and cursing was useless.

That was a supply station for a regiment, and the whole regiment could not survive for a few days on the food, drink and ammunition they brought. In particular, the gasoline that the U.S. military had just airdropped was also at the regiment's supply station. Without that batch of gasoline, the entire regiment's vehicles really couldn't run very far.

How to do? Of course you can't sit still!

"Send a strong force immediately to intercept,

Gather the vehicles of the regiment headquarters and leave quickly. When Commander Lin gave this order, his heart was trembling. He really couldn't figure out why he had his regiment's supply station taken away?

You must know that such a vital department is very close to the regiment headquarters, and anyone who dares to make this idea must have eaten the heart of a bear.

The regiment headquarters of the Seventh Regiment hastily assembled a company of elites, and drove more than 20 vehicles to the supply station of the rescue regiment in a hurry. Everyone knows that if the regiment's supply station is really ruined, the entire army will not be far from collapse.

The most terrible thing is that the ** army is likely to destroy it without being able to take away all the supplies, which is really desperate.

For this reason, the person who led this fast company was not a South Korean soldier, but an American Major Fleming as an adviser. This Yankee has a lot of momentum, so he wants to find a volunteer army to fight a battle to show his ability.

The fast company ran halfway, and intercepted several Nanbang soldiers who were fleeing. After gathering, I asked, it was the personnel who broke up and escaped from the regiment's supply station.

"How many evil revolutionaries are there?"

"Did the enemy destroy vehicles and supplies?"

"Did the enemy escape?"

After asking a few questions, Major Fleming immediately felt relieved—there were not many enemies, and the supplies were not completely destroyed. These two points were his biggest reliance on turning the tables, "Great! Keep going, we'll catch up immediately Destroy the stupid enemies and take back the supplies."

And when the enemy was approaching Zhou Qingfeng, a convoy composed of migrant workers, militiamen and logistics drivers also found the 353rd Regiment of the 118th Division of the Volunteer Army among the mountains.

When a convoy of more than 30 vehicles appeared from the gloomy mountains, the volunteer soldiers in charge of security thought it was the enemy of Nanbang who had killed them. But when the soil turtle saw the soil turtle, the leading driver's squad leader had tears in his eyes, "Comrades, I finally see you."

At present, the 118th Division is trying to make dumplings for the enemy, and the forward position is in a state of confrontation with the Nanbang Seventh Regiment. A company commander on the ground couldn't believe his eyes when he saw this convoy emerging from the enemy's direction.

"One, two, three, four, five..., how many cars does this take?" The front company commander climbed into the car to check it himself, and saw piles of canned American food.

God is pitiful, the 118th Division has almost run out of food within a few days after entering the DPRK to participate in the war.

This is a national war!

For this matter, even Taizu, who was far away in the imperial capital, could only send a telegram to express his condolences, encouraging the soldiers to overcome difficulties and fight bravely. But Taizu couldn't send food and drink directly to the soldiers of the army.

"There are a total of thirty-six vehicles here, dozens of tons, all of which are food." The driver squad leader is also happy when he escaped from the enemy's nose after winning a battle. Now he sees his own people again.

Seeing that food was delivered, the soldiers and officers of the company were overjoyed, "Hurry up, hurry up, let the convoy go to the division's logistics office immediately, and finally we don't have to go hungry."

The convoy drove to the battalion headquarters in a hurry, and when they arrived at the battalion headquarters, they found that the head and political commissar of the 353rd regiment had arrived. Everyone was overjoyed to see more than 30 cars eating and drinking, but the driver squad leader, who was very happy at first, reported to the regiment leader: "We still have a soldier who hasn't followed up."

"Why?" asked the leader of the 353 regiment.

"We got lost on the way here, and Comrade Zhou Qingfeng, who led the team, led us to attack a Nanbang transport convoy halfway, and then raided the enemy's regiment supply station.

Due to our lack of manpower, there was no way to get all the supplies back. Comrade Xiao Zhou decided to keep the prisoners and supplies in custody, waiting for us to go to the rescue. "

The squad leader of the driver gave a general account of what happened today, and didn't mention much about the battle process, but as long as he talked about the numbers of the enemy and us, he knew it was an adventure.

"This kid is not bad. He looks like a good soldier. He is so courageous, and let him do it." The political commissar of the 353rd Regiment slapped his thigh, and the corners of Le's mouth could reach the back of his head.

But the team leader calmed down and asked: "That kid is really desperate. At this time, we should destroy the supplies and evacuate quickly."

But the driver squad leader smiled wryly: "There are more than 20 trucks and troop carriers, more than 100 trailers and corresponding mules and horses. The trucks are full of high-quality guns and ammunition, and there are even hundreds of shells and dozens of barrels. Gasoline, I really can’t bear it!”

"There are trucks, guns, shells, and gasoline?" Hearing that there were still so many Yangluos that had not been picked up, the head and political commissar of the 353rd Regiment couldn't sit still. The head of the regiment was even a little angry, "Why don't you bring back the weapons and equipment first, and why don't you bring some food?"

"Isn't this worried that you are hungry?"

"That big man Zhou, why is he so stupid when he is obviously smart? We won't die from starvation if we skip a few meals, but those shells are the same as the cannons we captured, and can be used to fight the American devils."

The head of the regiment was really furious, thinking about the weak firepower of his troops, he wished he could fly over immediately to snatch back the weapons and equipment left behind. As far as not holding back, it has always been suffering from not having strong firepower.

"Don't be angry, that soldier also cares about us." The political commissar came out and said, "There are more than 30 vehicles in front of us. Immediately organize troops to clear the convoy. Let's call up the reserve team and play with the fast column."

The head of the regiment was also cruel, "Okay! Report to the superior immediately, saying that we have decided to fight against the enemy's seventh regiment first. We can't spit out the meat we got." (To be continued.)