Chapter 15 Reconnaissance

Telegrams and intelligence kept flying in front of me like snowflakes, such as the movements of the puppet troops in various highlands, the urgently transported ammunition, the supply trends, etc., but all of this was not what I was concerned about. Just leave this kind of matter to Liu Shunyi to deal with. What I was concerned about was the reconnaissance platoon sent before to infiltrate the enemy camp for reconnaissance.

It has been seven or eight hours since they set out! At their speed, it was already time to reach their destination and complete the mission, but there has been no movement at all.

No accident will happen! I walked around the tunnel uneasy.

I can understand that they do not send telegrams back. After all, it is necessary to sneak into the enemy's position to perform tasks, and keep the radio silent. Otherwise, if the puppet army is allowed to hear the position, it is very likely that the entire army will be wiped out.

However, it is precisely because of this that I am very anxious when I am waiting for news in the tunnel.

Was it discovered by the enemy? It shouldn't be. If it was discovered, I would at least hear gunfire when I arranged for the observation post at the top of the mountain.

Are you lost? That won’t happen. If I were blind, I might get lost. The soldiers in the reconnaissance platoon were all veterans who had been reconnaissance for many years. Even if the enemy’s highland terrain is complex, I wouldn’t be lost.

So what exactly makes them have no news yet?

If I had known that I would have sent more reconnaissance troops, their intelligence could be said to be crucial. Because only they could determine whether the puppet troops were replacing defenses with the US military tonight. If so, then it would be basically certain that Van Vreet chose us as the location for the "performance war".

"Captain Cui!" At this time, a fully disguised volunteer soldier suddenly rushed into the tunnel, and stood in front of me and reported: "The sound of gunfire and explosion came from the direction of the 902.8 high ground. Perhaps the comrades of the reconnaissance platoon were discovered by the enemy!"

"Um!" I was shocked when I heard this. I was about to go up to take a rifle, but then I thought, the horizontal distance between the two high grounds was at least five or six hundred meters, and it was still at night, and there were jungles across the opposite side. I was just staring at the sound and staring at me?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but lean on the wall of the tunnel and sat back on the chair in a muffled voice.

"Captain Cui! Don't worry!" Li Pinghe handed me a cigarette and said slowly: "The comrades in the reconnaissance platoon are all good. Even if they are found by the enemy, I think they will report the information to us!"

Looking at Li Pinghe as if he was fine, I couldn't help but look at him unexpectedly and took the cigarette he handed over.

"Actually..." After lit the cigarette, Li Pinghe came to me and whispered: "I'm really fine! I was a little dissatisfied at that moment, and then I figured it out! I was mentally prepared for this matter. Lin Xue has always regarded me as her brother, so I didn't dare to tell her... Do you think I'm such a stingy person?"

"It's fine!" I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

For some reason, now after listening to Li Pinghe's words, I have been nervous and anxious. Today, my behavior is a bit abnormal. I am not so timid. If I am so uneasy, then why are you a sniper? Maybe it is the impact of emotional matters on me! This influence is not only from Lin Xue, but also from Li Pinghe. Because I don't want to lose this comrade-in-arms and brothers.

"Besides..." Li Pinghe patted my shoulder and said, "I can see that Xue Mei really likes you. A team leader as outstanding as you are worthy of Xue Mei. I have a good sister like Lin Xue, and with such an outstanding brother-in-law as you, what else can I ask for? But you have to promise me that you will not bully Lin Xue in the future, otherwise I will never end up with you!"

"Yeah!" I nodded without thinking. At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little stumbled in my heart, and I thought of Jin Qiulian in my mind. If Li Pinghe knew that there was still a Jin Qiulian, I wouldn't know...

"To be honest, Captain Cui!" Li Pinghe smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "I am convinced by defeat in your hands. Because sometimes I think that if I were a woman, I would definitely like you!"

With a coaxing sound, the two of them couldn't help but smile at each other, and their grudges suddenly flew out of the sky.

"Okay! Focus on the war!" Li Pinghe clenched his fists and gestured in front of me, nodded and said, "Don't be distracted by these things anymore, give those alliances a little more powerful look!"

Facing Li Pinghe's mind, what else can I say? I could only hug Li Pinghe tightly and shake it for a while, then shake hands with each other. When I stood up from the chair again, I felt as if I had thrown away the stone pressing on my back, and felt relaxed all over.

"Captain Cui!" At this time, a telephone soldier suddenly shouted to me: "It's the reconnaissance platoon..."

The busy people in the tunnel suddenly became quiet. I hurriedly met with it in three steps, took the phone and asked to the microphone, "I am Cui Wei, what's the matter?"

"Captain Cui..." The intermittent voice of a soldier came from the other end of the microphone. He seemed to be injured, and gunfire and explosions kept coming from around him.

"Captain Cui!" He took a breath and continued, "The enemy's defense tonight was very tight, as if he wanted to hide something! We caught a tongue and came and asked without rushing to ask. But we saw the Americans, repeated, and attacked us beautiful..."

With a muffled groan, no matter how I called, there was no movement on the other end of the phone. Then a few crisp gunshots came, and everything became silent. The soldiers in the tunnel knew what this meant, and they couldn't help but take off their hats and looked at the microphone quietly...

"Come to Commander Pang immediately!" I didn't hesitate at all, because I knew that it was not the time to vent my feelings.

"Yes!" The phone rang immediately, and after it was connected, he handed me the microphone.

"Team Commander Pang!" I said to the microphone: "According to our reconnaissance, we found that the enemy in the 902.8 highland was quietly changing defenses and replaced the puppet army with the US military. The strength was unknown. It is speculated that the US military chose our position as the attack location! Please give instructions from the division commander!"

"Okay! Finally here!" said Commander Pang on the other end of the microphone: "The division's artillery battalion is transferred to your command, and resolutely repel the enemy's attack. No inch of land can be given to the enemy!"

"Yes!" After I put down the phone and looked around the soldiers around me, the soldiers woke up, then called, sent a telegram, and devoted themselves to their busy work.

The war is about to go again! It’s not long before we escaped from the nightmare battle in Shangganling, and another battle is about to start. In North Korea’s days, it seems that as long as we haven’t returned to our country, we are not really leaving the battlefield.

No! It should be said that even if you return to China, you are still fighting, that is another kind of war!

I couldn't help but take a deep breath. Perhaps it was because of the air erosion in the tunnel, and I suddenly felt a little stuffy in my chest!

The next day, the enemy's strategic intention of taking our position as the offensive target became more and more obvious. Although the US military intentionally concealed it, for example, the puppet army was still used to guard the frontier positions in the highlands as usual, and the patrol team was also the puppet army's troops. But we all knew it very well, it was just a trick of the US military. The reconnaissance planes in the sky always circled over our heads intentionally or unintentionally, and their intentions had long been exposed.

When we received a telegram from our superiors and learned that the People's Army's spies lurking in the puppet army had found that a large number of senior officials and journalists from various countries were heading towards Wendengli, we could basically confirm.

Sure enough, as we expected, at about twelve o'clock that night, as several red signal flares rose into the sky, the enemy's cannons rang out.

The shells flew to our army's positions with a roar, and then burst into loud noises, shaking the entire high ground. Soon, the enemy's planes also came. Under the light of searchlights and flares on the 902.8, 973 and 883.7 highland searchlights and flares on the opposite side, they threw air bombs and incendiary bombs at our high ground like laying eggs.

In an instant, the entire high ground was filled with fire. Under the light of flares and searchlights, the explosion of dust, smoke and burning trees filled the entire world.

Then I wondered, why did the Americans start bombing at midnight? Could it be that they still have to fight us at night? After more than half an hour, seeing that the US military showed no sign of stopping the bombing, I realized that these guys were not going to fight us at night, but to bomb like this until dawn.

Van Vreet's ammunition volume is indeed well-deserved. The commander of the Eighth Army was famous on the Korean battlefield because he never stings with ammunition. This "performance battle" is even more related to his reputation and future, so of course he will not save it.

But to be honest, there is a certain reason to do this. In the middle of the night, the rumbling sound of cannons and earthquake-like vibrations were enough to prevent the soldiers stationed on the high ground from rest. Those with poor psychological quality might even collapse. By the time they attacked the next day, our army would naturally be exhausted.

But this is just Van Vreet's wishful thinking. Not to mention our 538th Regiment, the entire 180th Division fights on the Korean battlefield. As early as the fifth battle, I already knew what the Americans' planes and cannons were going on. If this were in the early stage of the Korean War, I might have been afraid, because the little *** the soldiers dealt with before had not bombed so violently. But now... the soldiers just acted as performers and beat drums. Isn't this? At the beginning of the bombing of the US military, some soldiers set up chessboards on the table and started to kill.

I have been on Shangganling for more than a month and I have almost gotten used to this kind of scene, so I don’t feel anything. I am a little worried about whether Jiang Changshun’s company can remain calm under such circumstances. Especially Lin Xue’s little girl... I had known that I should have gone to their tunnel to take a look.

When I was bored, I thought that Van Vreett also wanted to show the US military force to reporters in the dark. Isn't that? The flares outside and the searchlights illuminate the entire highland white. The group of shells whistling with firelights, dense fighter jets in the sky, rising flames and smoke from the sky. What a spectacular war scene!

As I think, those who have never seen such a situation or reporter may tremble in the shaking of the earth, and even the camera can't be held firmly.

That's right! This is Van Vreet's purpose. He not only wants to use these shells to intimidate our volunteer army, but also wants to scare those reporters. However, his wishful thinking is about to fail again. The higher he climbs, the worse he falls. He has appeared so high from the beginning, which is doomed to be even more disgraceful after his failure...

But the victory or defeat is still unknown at this time! What I need now is rest!

So I stopped thinking about it, and used to taking out two balls of cotton to plug my ears, rolling into the quilt, and dreaming in the soldiers' confusing eyes.

In the early morning, when the sound of the shells stopped, I woke up naturally. This was a habit I developed during the battle in Shangganling. Although I couldn't hear it, my body was always feeling the vibration of the ground. Once the vibration stopped, the danger consciousness would naturally pull myself out of my sleep.

The first thing I did when I woke up was to unplug the cotton balls stuffed into my ears, and then I heard Li Pinghe report in front of me: "All wired communication lines were blown off, and the walkie-phone was not prepared enough, so it was difficult to command in full!"

This is something I had expected long ago, and he replied without thinking: "You are responsible for contacting your superiors on the walkie-talkie. If there is an important military intelligence correspondent notifying me, I will go to the position to command!"

Li Pinghe also knew that this was my combat habit, so he didn't say much, but just patted my shoulder and said, "Be careful!"

I nodded and smiled, grabbed the sniper rifle leaning against the wall of the tunnel and took Xu Yongwei, Zhang Mingxue to get out of the tunnel.

When I drilled out of the tunnel, I saw it, what a guy! There was no other shrub in front of me, and the shadows of the woods, all turned into scorched earth and bumpy bullet craters. The trenches more than one meter deep, and the traffic trenches were blown into flat ground. Originally, the entire highland was covered with a thick layer of snow, but it disappeared at this time. The hard frozen soil layer was blown into half a meter deep powder, and the entire position was shrouded in raging flames and rolling smoke.

I forced myself to run to the Nine Corps tunnel to see Lin Xue's ***, and followed the soldiers to climb towards the top of the mountain.

We must be very careful because the enemy planes hover over our heads, diving from time to time to drop a bomb or strafing them. But because the soldiers are very dispersed and the inclined surfaces are full of bumpy bullet craters, as long as the enemy planes lie in the crater when diving, they will basically have no choice but to do anything to us.

I climbed up to the top of the mountain, poked my head out and looked down. A large area of ​​American troops spread out a few hundred meters in front of our position. I raised my telescope and saw dozens of tanks roaring in line at the foot of the mountain, adjusting the angle of the tank guns and anti-aircraft machine guns. Then look at the 902.8 opposite... American steel helmets and black holes appeared in the aperture of my telescope.

The situation is obviously very unfavorable to our army, and the US military has taken advantage of time and place. In some ways, it makes sense that Van Vreet chose to fight a "performance war".

"Tutu..." As several signal flares rose into the air, various US weapons quickly opened fire. Tank guns, mortars, various guns, and even fighter jets in the sky began to dive towards us. The bullets and shells fired from various weapons poured towards us from all directions, causing the earth and rocks on our positions to fly, the sound of cannons was roaring, and the whistling sounds of bullets and shrapnel everywhere. We almost couldn't stand out...

The US infantry took advantage of this time and rushed towards our position with a shout.

I lay on the position and waited...

At this time, I did not poke my head out. There were bullets everywhere outside. Pushing my head out was like dying. So I didn't see the US military, nor did I know what distance they rushed to. The soldiers did not poke my head out, and if there were any, they all died, so the soldiers didn't know what distance the US military rushed to.

But I was not worried, because I knew that if the US military rushed to us, the enemy's firepower would definitely weaken, otherwise their bullets would injure their own people. So... as long as I listened to their guns, I knew whether the enemy had rushed to us.

After thinking about it, I whispered to the soldiers beside me: "Get on the bayonet! Get ready for grenade!"

This time, the troops were led by Hu Biao's first battalion. Hu Biao has been following me for a while. When he heard my order, he knew my intentions. So he immediately commanded the troops to install bayonets on the guns, and then pulled out grenades from his waist and placed them in front of him.

It's approaching!

I heard the howls of the US military, and they all rushed up hysterically. They seemed to have no doubt that under such artillery fire and such firepower, the volunteers would definitely be blown into powder like those rocks. So they rushed up without any scruples, and the shouts were louder than I had heard before!

Nearer!

I almost heard the rushing sound of their military boots stomping on the gravel, but I still didn't order the soldiers to fire because I needed them to rush closer.

It was not until I saw the light of the US bayonets lit up above the position that I shouted: "Fight!"

Almost as I gave the order, the soldiers pulled the strings of the grenades at the same time and threw a row of grenades at the enemy.

The shouts stopped, and of course the US military also discovered these grenades that were thrown into their camp, so the shouts of killing immediately weakened a lot.

There was a loud noise of "Boom...", and in just a few seconds, their shouts turned into screams.
Chapter completed!