Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 936 Please Eat Chicken

On November 1st, Yunshan was filled with heavy fog.

At noon, the 347th Regiment began preparations for the final battle. All the staff inspected the equipment, prepared all the ammunition, and at the same time ate the canned 'Spam' meat that was hard-won. There was only one can for every two soldiers.

Because I was worried about eating too much meat suddenly and would have diarrhea, I had to share it with just such a can. I ate a little last night, and I ate a little this morning to let my stomach get used to it before eating the last portion at noon. Because the fight will start at night, I'm afraid it's too late to eat.

The platoon leader of Zhou Qingfeng's company was mobilizing before the battle. Holding a can of 'Spam' in his hand, he said, "We are all honored by Mr. Zhou, and we must learn from Mr. Zhou. That kid is so bold , brave and fearless, we can't hold back.

Come, eat the canned meat that kid got. We will also fight to win the battle later, seize a pile of canned meat and show it to the kid, we can't let the kid look down on us. "

In the cheerful laughter, there is a happy swallowing sound. It was rare that the soil turtle soldiers who came back to foreign meat soon devoured their own portion in three or two bites.

"Is it delicious? If you still want it, you have to ask the Americans for it." When the platoon leader said, the team burst into laughter. The soldiers of the soil turtle are simple and simple. As long as they can win the battle, they can endure all the sufferings in the world, and they will also suffer all the sins in the world.

Eat it dry and wipe it clean, and the troops will leave. Although it is still daytime, the 116th Division will deploy its troops in a combat posture. They will first attack from the Sandan River in the southeast of Yunshan Mountain, break through the enemy's outer positions on the front line of Yongpudong, and finally enter Yunshan City to kill the US cavalry Eighth Regiment.

What is particularly rare this time is that the 347th Regiment will receive direct support from a Soviet-made m-30 howitzer. Because it was difficult to move on the battlefield, this cannon was not assigned to the gun finger of the 39th Army, but was operated exclusively by an artillery platoon.

In order to let the cannon exert its maximum power, the 347th Regiment begged for nothing to keep two of the five trucks that Zhou Qingfeng had obtained. One loaded with shells, one towed artillery, a mobile artillery will be even more powerful!

Because the information sent back by Zhou Qingfeng is very accurate, the 39th Army is very familiar with the enemy's deployment, it is almost equivalent to a temporary battlefield transparency - there is no way to be opaque, Uncle Zhou directly copied the war history that was repeatedly studied by later generations The copies were sent out in the name of going deep into the enemy's nest to investigate and find out.

Compared with the bad situation in which the 39th Army collided with the U.S. military in a daze, this time the Volunteer Army's combat deployment is more targeted. Regarding this change, the first unlucky one was the Nanbang 15th Regiment, which was facing the 347th Regiment.

Head Zhao of the 15th Nanbang Regiment ordered two battalions under his command to repel the Santanchuan Army from the front two days ago.

After several days of fighting, he couldn't move anymore, so the head of Zhao sent a telegram to the Nanbang First Division. He claimed that 'Since arriving in Yunshan, they have been stubbornly resisting the continuous attacks of the rebel army, and the heroic performance of the soldiers is extremely rare. With enough artillery support, we can fight like the Americans. '

As a result, not long after this telegram was sent out, Nanbang Zhao regiment leader received another telegram for help, and a battalion he had sent to station at the 263 Heights was beaten back.

Fuck you *mother! Without any warning, a battalion collapsed? I only have three battalions under my command, if this happens a few more times, wouldn't it mean that I myself will be finished!

Head Nanbang Zhao was in a cold sweat, and he urgently contacted the battalion commander at the front line at the command post of the regiment headquarters. As a result, he got the news that the Revolutionary Army used heavy artillery, and three shells accurately hit the battalion headquarters of the second battalion under him. The battalion commander and staff officer of the second battalion were killed on the spot, and the whole battalion collapsed.

I'm going..., there is such a bad luck!

Then the situation became worse and worse. The second battalion collapsed, and the first battalion also collapsed. Hundreds of routs fled back from the Sandanchuan position. And Nan Bang Zhao received a telegram that the 10th US anti-aircraft artillery group that cooperated with him was also bombarded by unknown bombardments.

Immediate transfer.

transfer? Mei dad is going to retreat!

The 15th Nanbang Regiment has been able to stand on the position of Sandanchuan, and the biggest reliance is the 10th US anti-aircraft artillery group that cooperated in the operation. This beautiful father wants to leave, Nan Bang Zhao can't bear it anymore - no, I can't stay and wait to die, I want to run too!

Because Zhou Qingfeng brought in a cannon and provided accurate information, the 15th Nanbang Regiment, which was the first to end in the Battle of Yunshan, collapsed three hours earlier.

While the 15th Nanbang Regiment was still under fire, there was an open space near Yunshan City, west of Santanchuan Bridge. Four planes landed from the field airport temporarily opened by the U.S. Army engineers. In addition to an artillery calibration plane, there are three light transport planes.

What got off the plane was the frontline reporter group sent by the US Far East Command. They came from Tokyo, Japan to interview the First Cavalry Division.

As soon as we got off the plane, the reporters asked the head and adjutant who came to greet us: "When we landed, we found that the surrounding mountains were smoking. Is there a battle?"

The adjutant of Colonel Palmer of the 8th Regiment smiled and said: "No, there is no battle. It is daytime, we have the air superiority, and the enemy dare not come out at all. That is because they are afraid of being attacked by the air and are setting fire to the mountain, trying to provide them with a little bit of smoke. Poor security.“

Hahaha..., interesting detail. The reporters immediately took pictures of the adjutant and quickly took down his words. The adjutant continued to introduce proudly: "Let me introduce to you our aviation artillery school shooter, he can tell you more stories."

A U.S. artillery school shooter who had also just landed told reporters: "At noon, our aviation and artillery fire attacked a small enemy force, killing at least a hundred mules and countless soldiers.

From the air, I saw those stupid Russian soldiers marching in two columns along the rugged mountain road.

So I called the artillery and covered them, and I saw the shells blooming in their ranks. They died miserable and ugly, they could only keep avoiding but there was nothing they could do about us. "

Oh, nice! Brave fighters, stupid enemies, easy battles, journalists love this kind of story, and so will citizens as far away as America.

Recording quickly and taking pictures non-stop, the reporters finally took a jeep to the regiment headquarters of the eighth regiment. They will interview Colonel Palmer, who is fighting on the front line, and tell the Americans that there is a brave and fearless hero here.

While at Eighth Regiment Headquarters, Colonel Palmer prepared a small welcome party. He will show his good image and perfect record to the reporters from the rear. Until now, no one has challenged the majesty of the Americans on the battlefield.

At the welcome meeting, the "Nambang Little Soldier" as the representative of the aborigines held an imperial jumbo chicken as a gift to welcome the reporters. 'Douding' said to everyone attending the welcome party with his brightest smile: "Please eat chicken!"

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