Volume 1: The First Battle Chapter 31: Battle of Yunshan (I)
Time passed by minute by minute, and the car was driving on the bumpy and snow-covered road. Unknowingly, we were surrounded by thin blue smoke, and even the car's headlights could only illuminate a few meters ahead.
This smoke is probably the 39th Army's strategy against the enemy. I secretly said in my heart, "Awesome!" They are very smart. In the daytime, they are fighting against an enemy with much stronger equipment. The best way is to use smoke to cover themselves. Only in this way can they weaken the lethality of the enemy's equipment as much as possible.
At this time, a small flashing dot in front of us caught our attention. The convoy stopped at the same time. After a closer look, we found that the three slow and two fast signals were exactly what we had agreed with the 39th Army. Those were the volunteers ambushed in the forest. Regimental Commander Chu also quickly signaled back with his headlights, and then the convoy continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.
When I passed through the forest, I looked at the deep darkness on both sides, and thought to myself, I wonder how many volunteers were hiding there. If we hadn't noticed that little flashing dot just now, or hadn't given the right signal, I don't know how many bullets would have been fired from the side, and how many volunteers rushed out and stabbed us with their gleaming bayonets...
What happened to me? I couldn't help but feel annoyed. How did I put on the yellow uniform of the South Korean army? I became as timid as the South Korean army. I was afraid of the volunteers and my own comrades. I was too devoted to the play! I just found out that I have such a talent for acting.
The motorcade rumbled forward, its headlights illuminating the bloodstains and huge bomb craters on the road. Sometimes the motorcade had to go to great lengths to bypass the bomb craters.
Those were the lives of the volunteer soldiers. I could almost see the soldiers charging and aiming here, but the Americans’ machine guns kept firing and their artillery kept bombing, taking away one young life after another!
Hey! No, I am in the South Korean Army now. How come I am back on the side of the Volunteer Army? Don't shoot at the Americans when you see them later...
"Stop!" At this moment, a shout came from the darkness ahead: "Who is that!"
"Stop the car!" I hurriedly pretended to shout in Korean, and then patted the roof of the cab with my hand. That was the secret signal agreed upon by the driver and I in advance. Patting the roof means stopping the car, patting it again means starting the car, and patting it again means... Damn, I must be crazy!
"Hi..." I jumped out of the car, greeted in English and walked towards the darkness in front of me: "Don't shoot, my friend. We're South Korean soldiers."
"Oh, yes!" Two American soldiers appeared in the darkness, and lowered their M1s when they saw that I was wearing South Korean military uniform.
"Cigarette, please!" I walked up to them with a smile on my face, shook their hands, and handed them two cigarettes. A glance revealed the dense barbed wire behind them, and behind the barbed wire, more than ten meters away, were trenches. Although no one was visible, I could imagine that there must be many American soldiers hiding and shivering inside.
"Hi, buddy!" One of the American soldiers blew a smoke ring in my face and said disdainfully: "Did China mankick your ass?"
Another American soldier laughed strangely.
"NO." I smiled and shook my head and replied, "We're just attacking in another direction."
"Good!" The two Americans didn't expect me to answer like this. There was a hint of strangeness in their eyes. They nodded, patted my shoulder, and said, "Go for it!" Then they let me go.
After the war, one of the surviving American soldiers guarding this checkpoint wrote in a report to his superior with a sad but praiseful tone: "A company of soldiers drove through our checkpoint in a dignified and very quiet manner. We thought they might be South Korean troops because there was no panic on their faces. One soldier even shook hands with us and handed us a cigarette, which made us deeply feel the warmth of the US-ROK friendship..."
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People always have a lazy mentality, always thinking that with the outermost line of defense and the outermost checkpoint, they can sleep soundly inside.
Americans were no exception. Especially on this cold night, the Americans in the city had no idea where to hide and sleep.
Although a few Americans would run by from time to time, no one was interested in asking questions. The convoy drove straight into Yunshan City without any trouble.
Unsan City is located in North Pyongan Province, North Korea. Although it has only a thousand households, it is a major transportation hub in North Korea.
From Yunshan, there is a road from Yunshan to Wenjing to the northeast, a road from Yunshan to Changcheng to the northwest, a road from Yunshan to Ningbian to the southeast, and a road from Yunshan to Bochuan to the southwest. It can be said that as long as Yunshan is defended, the roads leading to various places will be blocked.
In addition, it has Santanchuan in the north, Wentianchuan in the east, Longxing River in the west, and Jiulong River in the south. The city is surrounded by mountains, which are covered with dense forests, and the valleys and rivers are crisscrossed. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and its strategic position is very important.
It is no wonder that the Americans attach so much importance to this small town. The highway may not be important to our volunteer soldiers, because our transportation is mainly based on our two legs, and the volunteer army is good at mobile warfare, so the volunteer army's combat will not be limited by the highway.
But the UN army is different. They rely too much on modern equipment, which makes them inseparable from roads.
From this perspective, the Volunteer Army still had a great advantage, because this situation directly led to the fact that even with aircraft reconnaissance, the US military was still unable to grasp the whereabouts of the Volunteer Army running around the mountains. What's more, even if the aircraft detected them, they would just drop a few bombs and be done with it.
On the winding and muddy roads like those in North Korea, cars might not be able to catch up with the volunteers' legs.
As for the volunteers, although did not have advanced reconnaissance equipment, as long as we had a general understanding of the enemy's combat intentions and attack directions, and then clicked a few times on the map: "This, this, this... and this... these places are the only way for the US military to pass, set up an ambush here, and blow them up!" hoho, that's almost right!
The car was still driving slowly. Because we were not familiar with the geographical environment, we could not figure out where the enemy headquarters was located, so we could only drive around the village. There were jeeps, cars, tanks, and tents everywhere, but we could not find the enemy headquarters.
