Volume 2 The Second Battle Chapter 8 Huishanjin
Huishanjin is a small town on the Yalu River. From here, you can overlook the beautiful scenery of Northeast China across the river just by standing on a high place.
However, it would be more appropriate to call it a small village rather than a small town, because it is just a few dozen wooden houses built sparsely on a piece of open space at the foot of the mountains. The local people had already moved away under the persuasion of the volunteers. A few windows that were forgotten to be closed were rattling in the cold wind, and broken bamboo baskets rolled lazily on the snow, and the traces left behind were soon covered up by the new snow.
But this desolate little village is destined to become world-famous tonight, because it will soon become the place where the US military has gone the farthest and the first and only time to reach the Sino-North Korean border.
After following my advice, even Walker, who was very suspicious, really believed that the number of volunteers was small, or that they were really going to withdraw from the battlefield due to lack of food and ammunition. So they rushed towards the Yalu River with more and more confidence, especially the armored forces, which were leading the way and advancing day and night.
This made it difficult for our team that had lured the enemy deep into our territory, because the enemy following us advanced too fast and we had to march day and night. In the end, we really ran for our lives in front as if we were being chased by the enemy. In the end, we reached the Yalu River in just three days and two nights.
For this, I once again felt wronged and was scolded by Captain Chu: "You used too much poison, either you can blow the enemy to the ground with a grenade, or you can let them chase us like ducks... You should have some sense of propriety!"
Oh my god! I couldn't help but cry out a hundred times in my heart. If I could make the reactionaries go fast or slow as they please, I would be a god!
As soon as we arrived at Huishanjin on the Yalu River, before we had time to rest, we received the order: "Build a position on the spot and prepare to fight the enemy!"
——It’s time to take action.
My comrades and I lay in a trench on a small hill next to the village, and I couldn't help feeling mixed emotions, because on this hill we could see our motherland .
There is only a river between them. Under the heavy snow, the scenery on this side of the river is no different from that on the other side of the river. Both are white, but they are so different in our hearts and eyes.
On this side of the river, the snow falling from the sky seems to be cold, but on the other side of the river, the snowflakes are a kind of warmth, a kind of warmth, and a beautiful scenery...
When the troops first arrived at the Yalu River, the volunteer soldiers who had been running day and night for several days and nights were exhausted. Many soldiers stood by the river, looking at the opposite bank from afar, and were reluctant to leave for a long time.
"Do you miss home?" Company Captain Zhang asked in a low voice.
"think!"
"think!"
…
The comrades nodded one after another. In fact, Captain Zhang's words were unnecessary. Since the soldiers arrived in this town, they have never taken their eyes away from the direction of the motherland, even if some places are blocked by mountains. Even when they were building fortifications, they never lowered their heads...
"I miss it too!" Captain Zhang took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and distributed them to his comrades, then said solemnly: "Although we have only been away for more than half a month, it feels different from the previous battles! I have been wondering what the problem is. You said that we have fought for more than ten years and we are veterans, right? How can we miss home after only fighting for more than ten days? Now that we are here, we understand!"
Captain Zhang looked across the river, exhaled a long puff of smoke and said, "We Chinese people value returning our dead to their hometowns, but here..."
The soldiers were all silent, just staring blankly at the other side of the river. Only then did I realize more deeply what the volunteers had endured. PLA soldiers have always been buried where they died. If they were fighting in their own country, they would not be afraid, but in this foreign country, it means that after their sacrifice, their families may not even be able to find a tombstone to worship them.
"Comrades!" At this time, Captain Zhang threw away his cigarette butt fiercely, stood up and said, "The other side of the river is our motherland, our people, and our land. We suffer and bleed here so that our motherland and our families will not suffer and bleed. Tell me, can we let the enemy beat us across?"
"cannot!"
"You say, can we allow the enemy to set foot on our land and destroy our homes with bullets and shells?"
"cannot!"
"Tell me, can we let the enemy point their guns and bayonets at our brothers and sisters?"
"No! No!"
…
The warrior clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and shouted softly in his throat. Although the voice was not loud, it revealed his incomparable determination and murderous intent, just like a group of tigers lurking in the forest, roaring at their prey!
I was also infected by this atmosphere. I felt that myself and my team were invincible and omnipotent. No matter how powerful the monster in front of us was, we would rush forward without hesitation and tear it to pieces!
The first batch of enemies that arrive here are destined to become victims!
“Yeah!”
“We did it, we did it!”
"Victory!"
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With American cheers louder and louder, a group of American soldiers arrived at Huishanjin before dusk.
From the information I have read, I know that this unit was the vanguard of the US 7th Division. Their division commander was David Barr. Because they were the first and only US military unit to reach the Yalu River, their names were honored to be recorded in history, but what followed was the process of how they were defeated.
According to the American war habits in Korea, if there is resistance, the puppet army will be in front and they will be behind. If there is no resistance, no one can grab the credit, then these American soldiers who are armed to the teeth! So it is natural for them to run to the front, but this time they are afraid that what they want to grab back is not the credit, but the bullets and grenades prepared for them by the volunteers.
