Volume 2 The Second Battle Chapter 21: Turkish Brigade (IV)
When I heard this, I couldn't help but feel relieved, knowing that this would be successful. I hurriedly expressed my gratitude in Korean.
"You bastards are much luckier than us. " The voice above kept complaining, "We just got shot by them."
"Oh... this damn Turk, he just hits me without even looking carefully!"
"What? They are helping us fight the war. How can we scold them just because of a misunderstanding?"
"Ah! We saved your lives! Is a simple thank you enough?"
"No problem!" I shouted upstairs, "We'll thank you when we get up here!"
After saying that, he waved his hand at the volunteer soldiers behind him, signaling them to speed up.
When the soldiers saw that the enemy did not fire, they were delighted and forgot all the fatigue from the march in the past few days. They all quickened their pace and ran excitedly towards the enemy's position.
"Ugh! Chinese..." When the vanguard of the Volunteer Army broke into the enemy's position, the puppet army was the first to discover us.
They were stunned for a moment, and then exploded in a swarm.
They had all been disarmed when they surrendered, but it probably wouldn't have made a difference if they had guns.
The timid ones hid behind the Turkish soldiers, the smart ones ran away directly, and the unwilling ones kept gesticulating and explaining in front of the Turks: "They are Chinese, they are enemies, don't let them come up, fight quickly..."
But the Turkish soldiers didn't understand what they were saying at all. They just stood there in confusion, looking at the puppet soldiers in strange ways. Some Turkish soldiers even laughed happily at their embarrassed looks ...
But they soon stopped laughing. Captain Chu took out the box gun on his waist and shouted "shoot". The soldiers' rifles, submachine guns and machine guns fired at the enemy they had targeted almost at the same time.
At such a short face-to-face distance, the soldiers could hit the target without even aiming. The Turkish soldiers were knocked to the ground one by one before they could turn their guns around or draw their scimitars.
In the blink of an eye, more than a thousand Turkish soldiers on this position were lying in the trenches they had dug themselves. Occasionally, one or two escaped and tried to escape, but they were quickly caught up and knocked down by the soldiers. This scene really resembled the phrase we often say: "digging one's own grave."
This was not a battle, it was a massacre. In fact, the volunteers did not give these fierce Turkish soldiers a chance to fight back or surrender. Because everyone knew that we were surrounded by the enemy, and even if these Turkish soldiers surrendered, we had no way to control them.
"The puppet army is coming!" Someone shouted, and everyone looked back to see a huge crowd of people rushing towards them like muddy water. There were two to three thousand of them. Their helmets and guns had been thrown away long ago, and they no longer looked like an army.
"Prepare for battle!"
Following an order, the soldiers jumped into the trenches dug by the Turks and set up their guns. When the deserters approached, a burst of gunfire followed by a shower of bullets from the positions, and the puppet soldiers running in front were shot and fell to the ground one after another.
What’s even more ridiculous is that some puppet soldiers actually thought that the position here was guarded by the Turkish Brigade, and they kept shouting at the position: “Don’t shoot, don’t shoot, we are one of them…”
"Captain!" A volunteer soldier who was fighting shouted, "There are enemies coming over here. They are not puppet troops. They seem to be from the Turkish Brigade."
"Captain! We have some here too!"
I was shocked when I heard this. The number of Turks we had just eliminated was probably only one regiment. The Turkish soldiers stationed in other places might have heard the gunshots and were moving over here.
There were enemies on the left and on the right, and in front of us were the defeated soldiers of the puppet army. Our regiment was actually surrounded by the enemy on three sides.
"Retreat!" Captain Chu ordered decisively, "Go to Wuling Bridge and try to cross the river before daybreak."
We quickly withdrew from our position and ran towards Wuling Bridge under the cover of night.
As soon as we withdrew, the puppet soldiers who were originally blocked by us were happy. When they heard that there was no shooting from above, they thought that their comrades in the Turkish Brigade finally understood what they said, and they all stood up and ran forward despite their injuries.
They always thought that they could get a moment of respite and a sense of security now!
What they didn’t know was that thousands of Turkish soldiers were approaching them on their left and right wings. When these fierce Turkish soldiers reached the positions, they were surprised to find that thousands of Turkish soldiers had already fallen in a pool of blood, and the positions that should have belonged to them were occupied by groups of bloody “enemies”, and then…
"Azash! (Turkish: Shoot)"
Less than ten minutes after we withdrew from our position, we heard gunfire from behind us. The gunfire was much more intense than what we had just heard. Grenades were thrown in large numbers, and they were all attacking us like they were the murderers of their fathers. There were even many Turks shouting and waving their scimitars to kill. The cold light reflected from the swords made my heart tremble.
——It's really hard for you, puppet army comrades. I didn't expect that the hatred we made with the Turkish Brigade would be repaid by you!
"Okay! Platoon Leader Cui!" Liu Mingquan ran up to me and said, "What are you doing? Why aren't those Turkish troops firing their guns? If I hadn't experienced this myself, I wouldn't have believed it!"
"I can't figure it out either." Hu Zi also touched his head in a daze: "I have fought for more than ten years, but this time is the most confusing . Just now, the puppet army helped us block the guns of the Turkish brigade. Now Turkey is fighting the puppet army, and the puppet army is helping us. We are fighting Turkey and the puppet army, and now Turkey and the puppet army are fighting again. What is going on?"
"Why do you care who they are with or who they are with?" The old squad leader laughed and said, "As long as our troops don't suffer any loss, it's fine. So what if the puppet army helped us? So what if Turkey attacked the puppet army? Isn't that what they asked for?"
"That's right!" Hu Zi nodded, glanced at me and said, "Let this kid do the brainwork. I, Hu Zi, will just focus on fighting. Brainwork is more painful than losing your head..."
The comrades around him were amused by Hu Zi's words and burst into laughter.
Hu Zi is a very straightforward person, but I like to hear this because it fully proves that I am not the kind of soldier who can only fight but not use his brain. I raised my head to Jin Qiulian who was walking beside me as a protest.
"Tsk!" Jin Qiulian said in a disdainful whisper: "Look at your arrogant look, haven't you heard that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being fat? Yes, you can use your brain, so your brain is valuable!"
"What? You you..."
Damn! Even the Turkish Brigade is not as hard to deal with as this little girl!
