Chapter Nine Hundred and Sixty First Self-Assertion

The Jangjin Lake area is located on the Gaima Plateau in Northeast North Korea. The winter here is full of cold winds and heavy snowfall. The temperature during the day is twenty or thirty degrees below zero, and it will drop to minus forty degrees at night. Americans even detected extremely low temperatures of more than minus 50 degrees.

The Changjin River is a river that converges from south to north to Changjin Lake and finally flows into the Yalu River. The rivers are full of desolate and steep mountains and ravines, the terrain is extremely complex, and the roads are difficult.

The main road here is a gravel road leading from Hamhung on North Korea's east coast to the depths of the plateau. The road was built on the halfway of the mountain or at the bottom of the valley, and on both sides were huge, wrinkled and ugly mountains, which were rarely visited by people.

Let’s briefly describe the Battle of Changjin Lake. The first U.S. Marine Division went ashore from Xingnan Port in Hamhung, followed the gravel road to Liutanli on the shore of Changjin Lake. As a result, the small village in Liutanli was surrounded by volunteers and had to retreat all the way back to Xingnan to board a boat and escape.

Several key points of this campaign are 22 kilometers from Liutanli to Xiajieyuli, 18 kilometers from Xiajieyuli to Gutuli, 16 kilometers from Gutuli to Zhenxingli, and 16 kilometers from Zhenxing It is 20 kilometers from Li to Wulaoli, and 27 kilometers from Wulaoli to Xingnan Port.

On this mere 100-kilometer retreat, the U.S. Marine Division 1 and the remnants of the U.S. 7th Division encountered tenacious resistance from the Volunteers. It took 15 days for nearly 100,000 U.S. troops to completely withdraw under the cover of countless aircraft, tanks and other heavy weapons, and finally escaped.

The U.S. military has three important points of support throughout the battle. One is Xiajieyu, one is Xingnan Port, and the other is Wonsan Airport.

Xiajieyuli is where the headquarters of the 1st Marine Division is located. There is an airport and material storage points, and it is surrounded by heavy troops. The air force responsible for ground support departed from Zeyuanshan Airport, and Zhou Qingfeng couldn't go there because it was too far away.

The only place where Zhou Qingfeng can make up his mind is Xingnan Port, which is the back route of the 1st Marine Division, as well as its logistics headquarters and the departure point of the carrier-based aircraft. Destroying Xingnan Port will greatly increase the difficulty for the US military to escape.

Now, the unit Zhou Qingfeng belongs to is the 178th Regiment of the 60th Division of the 20th Army of the Ninth Corps, which is an independent tank platoon, which can be regarded as a sharp knife unit.

This sharp-knife troop is located near Gutuli in the middle of the entire front, and is responsible for cutting off the enemy's retreat. But the tank platoon, which was supposed to be of great use, is now out of fuel, and they are paralyzed in place and unable to move.

"God damn 'GOD', what's wrong with you detaining me, but you deprived me of fuel." Zhou Qingfeng opened the fuel tanks of all tanks and construction vehicles, and they were empty without a drop of fuel. "I was full of fuel and ammunition. The equipment is complete, but now it is in big trouble."

Zhou Qingfeng had long expected that he would fall into a situation without logistics, so two of the five tanks he manufactured were converted into engineering vehicles filled with logistics supplies. Nearly 70 tons of tanks were dismantled to only 20 tons of chassis, and more than 30 tons of materials were carried by high-powered engines.

It's good now, the most important fuel in the supplies is gone. Five armored vehicles in black and white camouflage became immobile iron coffins. It's really not as good as man's calculation, so how can we fight a war?

"Platoon leader, the regiment headquarters said they didn't have any diesel, let us figure out how to do it ourselves. Now the battle has started and the enemy is attacking our position. The regiment commander told us to become infantry if we can't do it." The orderly sent a reply to Zhou Qingfeng.

"Fart, the tank I managed to get is more precious than gold, how can I just throw it away?" Zhou Qingfeng cursed. He looked at his watch. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon on November 28, 1950, and the Battle of Changjin Lake had already started for a day.

"Damn meow! I got up early, but I was late." Zhou Qingfeng quickly brought the map, first confirmed his current location, and then looked at the surrounding friendly forces and enemies.

I don't have diesel, so I naturally have to ask the enemy for it. The enemy closest to Zhou Qingfeng was in Gutuli, but Gutuli had the 1st Marine Division of the US Army, the 7th Division of the Army and some units of the British Army, with a total strength of more than 3,000.

There are too many enemies, there is no way, the battle has already started,

You can't sit still, can you?

Zhou Qingfeng could only be cruel, and said to his subordinates: "It seems that we have to go to the enemy to ask for some diesel. I hope they will be more hospitable."

The whole platoon No. 40 was trembling in the cold wind, but they couldn't help laughing when they heard what their platoon leader said. Zhou Qingfeng walked to a construction vehicle with a cold face, and said unhappily: "Fortunately, I was well prepared, otherwise I would really be caught blind.

Platoon lieutenant, take the 4th and 5th squads and stay at home, be careful not to be blown up by enemy planes to our tanks. 'Old machine gun', you and I will take the first, second and third squads to get diesel. "

With tank crews as the organization, Zhou Qingfeng has eight people in a squad, and all of them go to the front of the construction vehicle to collect equipment. He currently has the most advanced weapons in the world, such as the M1 carbine with active infrared night vision.

The old-fashioned night vision goggles are thick and clumsy, with a large volume, especially the battery box is very heavy, and the observation distance is very short. However, in the face of the tactical advantages of one-way transparency, these shortcomings are acceptable.

Put the gun on your back, insert a few thirty-round magazines and grenades. Zhou Qingfeng also cursed, "I even withheld the spare cotton clothes and food prepared by me. This is forcing me to work hard."

Although the modified engineering vehicle cannot move, the weapons and ammunition stored inside are extremely rich. Zhou Qingfeng armed his soldiers anyway, and the soldiers given to him by 'GOD' were all elite soldiers, each of whom was versatile.

The 'Old Machine Gun' held a BAR light machine gun with night vision goggles and hung a Motorola walkie-talkie on his chest. He said to Zhou Qingfeng: "Let's go, I've been waiting for a good show for a long time."

Zhou Qingfeng is currently in Fushengli, which is still a few kilometers away from Gutuli. The main roads are all controlled by the U.S. military, so he can only lead the team over mountains and ridges to approach. Regarding his self-assertion, the platoon deputy said worriedly: "Should we ask the regiment headquarters for instructions before taking action?"

"Do you think the leader will approve it?" Zhou Qingfeng put a helmet on his head, the cold feeling made his head hurt. "Or do you really want to go to the field and wait for the enemy's shells and napalm?"

It has been more than a month since I entered the DPRK, and the superiority of the US military's firepower has left a profound impact on all the commanders and fighters of the Volunteer Army. It was really overwhelming explosions and shrapnel, and there was nowhere to hide.

The 178th Regiment to which Zhou Qingfeng belonged was the blocking force responsible for the reinforcements, and it was not a joke to let a group of tank soldiers squat in the trenches and wait for death?

"Even if I disobey the military order, I still have to get enough diesel." Zhou Qingfeng patted the platoon deputy on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, the regimental commander will burst into laughter when our tanks are activated. Now we have the equipment advantage, let the Americans have a taste of our strength."