Attack? Stop?

  "Huh? Why aren't there any more comments? Where are all the book friends for this novel?"

  Let the votes come more fiercely, drown me and there will be others after me.

  When the domestic people learned that their army had defeated the US-led UN forces again and liberated Seoul, they began a grand parade. Workers, peasants, students, and women flocked to the streets, and the procession filled the streets of many cities across the country. The torches that burned all night lit up the city's night sky. Domestic newspapers reported this unprecedented victory of the volunteer army with extra editions or headlines. Central People's Broadcasting Station began broadcasting this news 24 hours a day nationwide. People from all walks of life and organizations donated money and goods to the front line, writing letters of condolence. When Gao Quan looked at the tens of thousands of letters on his desk with a worried face, he could only look at Qian Duo with pleading eyes, but Qian Duo, who had been deceived before, stared at the tea leaves in his cup as if he hadn't seen anything. Only Shen Fei was overjoyed, grabbing cultural instructors and team advisors to read letters for him, and picking out those written by girls to respond to.

  Here is the translation:

  With a weak and listless expression, Zhang Dabiao pushed open the door to the brightly lit room of Gao Quan, "Commander, do you have any food? I'm starving! Our regiment gave some grain to those refugees after we received supplies, so now we only have three days' worth of rations left. We've been eating two meals a day, but look at my size, two bowls of millet rice aren't enough for me!" Gao Quan laughed and pulled out two American canned goods and a box of crackers from under his bed, jokingly scolding "I didn't know you were such a big eater! You must be like an ox that won't stop eating until it's had 10-15 kilograms of food in one day!" Zhang Dabiao scratched his head, looking embarrassed, then leaned over and whispered "Commander, why are we still stuck in Hancheng? The 38th, 39th, 40th, and 50th armies have all arrived at Suwon. The battle line between the Chinese and American forces has been formed, if our commander sends us up there, one can take the place of two, and we'll be able to defeat the American devils quickly and go home for a peaceful New Year's." Gao Quan sighed and replied "It's not that simple..." then heavily patted Zhang Dabiao on the head. He continued, "Although this time we received many weapons, ammunition, and military supplies, especially cannonballs and bullets, military coats... but these can't be eaten! Look at the soldiers' food bags, they only have three days' worth of rations on average. Moreover, the American air force is crazily bombing our logistics supply lines every day, making it difficult to transport grain and ammunition to the front line. We're also losing 30-50 vehicles from our logistics fleet every day... if I could, I would send out more vehicles to support the troops, but it's not possible! The casualties in our army are severe, both in combat and non-combat situations. Our Fourth Field Army and Ninth Army Corps came to Korea with 400,000 soldiers, but now how many are left? Only around 300,000, mostly combat personnel... especially the Ninth Army Corps of the Third Field Army, over 35,000 were frozen to death or injured during the Battle of Chosin Reservoir. I heard that one company was ambushed on the enemy's retreat route, but when the enemy passed by the next day, not a single soldier stood up - they had all been frozen to death."

  Looking at Gao Quan's face full of grief and indignation, Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but think of Qian Zhengwei's document. The 38th Army and the 39th Army still had more than 35,000 people left, many companies only had 20 or 30 people left, almost all the old soldiers who could fight were sacrificed, the 66th Army was left with only 26,000 people, casualties exceeded half, his own Independent First Division also suffered heavy casualties after entering Korea, and the troops were supplemented by a large number of old soldiers from other troops to ensure combat effectiveness. Even so, more than 2,000 people have been killed or wounded in the three battles up to now.

  "So I think our volunteer army has suffered heavy losses in combat, food is insufficient, and the troops are also very tired, logistics are even worse, it's hard to continue fighting, so we must need a rest, I estimate that the old general will also report this to the country, I estimate that our division will be transferred to the front line to snipe at the enemy after reorganization, this is also determined by the glorious war example of our division, so you should prepare well"

  When Gao Gang and Zhang Da Biao were discussing the issue of eating and fighting afterwards, they faced a question from Razovayev, the former Soviet ambassador to North Korea and the total advisor to the Korean People's Army (a general who had never fought a war), in the headquarters of the Volunteer Army. The two sides were engaged in fierce debate. In the face of the "good situation", the Soviet advisor irresponsibly asked our army to continue attacking the US military, but did he think that our army's food was not enough for three days? Did he think about the huge loss of personnel in our army after the three battles, which had not been replenished? Did he think about how many days our soldiers had been chasing the enemy with iron-soled boots, and were already exhausted, injured, and suffering from frostbite, which was beginning to appear on a large scale? Did he think that our non-combat casualties were increasing dramatically? Did he think that the US military had already built solid fortifications in Wawon, Kumgangsan and other areas, waiting for our tired army to use their own flesh and blood to attack the enemy's fortress? Did he think that the law of our three battles, all of which were launched on Sundays, had been discovered by Ridgway, and the enemy was really preparing to counterattack.

  It was just such a remark from an ignorant "general" (who was actually good at boosting the morale of soldiers as a political commissar) that Kim Il-sung, who had experienced being driven to the Sino-Korean border by the United Nations army and having his troops almost collapse, only to later have a "million-strong army" recapture Hancheng, used as a magic weapon against Peng Dehuai. It was an expression of his dissatisfaction with Peng's demand to stop attacking and regroup. Perhaps he was mediocre or perhaps he was biased, but as the leader of North Korea, his desire to liberate the entire country could be understood. However, by disregarding the casualties of the volunteer army, he greatly enraged the straightforward Peng Dehuai, and the debate between the two sides became increasingly fierce.

  Historically, Comrade Mao Zedong sent a telegram to Kim Il-sung saying "If the Korean comrades think it is not necessary to rest and can advance southward, then we can also propose that the People's Army advances to attack the enemy." Comrade Peng Dehuai clearly agreed that the North Korean army could advance alone, but Kim Il-sung said "The People's Army has not yet recovered its strength and cannot advance southward alone".

  Mr. Peng said "Then go try it out, gaining some experience and lessons is also good"

  Kim Il-sung said "This is no joke, if you try it will cost tens of thousands of people's lives"

  "The old general said 'Didn't you say that as long as the volunteer army advances south, the US military will retreat? I find it hard to understand this contradictory statement'"

  When Guan Gui was patrolling the streets of Hancheng with his troops, a People's Liberation Army officer and soldiers nearby sneered and said, "Dressed so brightly, holding American-style guns, hiding in Hancheng as a turtle, Iron Blooded Heroic Troops." Jiang Xuefeng, who was furious, loudly said to the soldiers next to him in Korean, "That army is really rotten. If we hadn't sent troops to rescue them, they would have been eaten by fish and shrimp in the Yalu River!" Looking at Jiang Xuefeng's disdainful tone and eyes, both sides began a fierce verbal conflict, followed by physical "communication". When some people were beaten until they didn't recognize their parents, Zhang Dabiao and Yu Lei arrived in tanks and cars to "support" them. As a result, the People's Liberation Army division commander was stunned, looking at Guan Gui and his men being "taken away", while his own subordinates were beaten and carried out.

  Gao Quan's fierce and sinister gaze fixed on Feng Gui, their eyes lowered like naughty children who had done something wrong. "Alright, you've learned a new trick, have you? You're starting to fight with your 'brothers', how impressive! Go back and write a self-criticism, and be confined for half a day!" Gao Quan said impatiently, looking at the shocked and wide-mouthed officers of the assault battalion. "What are you waiting for? Who wants to add some more? I won't mind." As Feng Gui and the others left the office, Gao Quan's loud voice echoed from behind them: "Next time you beat that son of a bitch, if you can't make him unable to get out of bed for half a month, you'll have to teach these young whippersnappers a good lesson!"