The Twentieth Chapter: The Final Day of the Fake Seventh Division 1

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  At 16:30 on November 25, the 112th Division, which had just been fighting and withdrawing, was ordered to follow the original road with the 2nd and 3rd Regiments of the Independent Division, cross over Brother Peak, and infiltrate into the YunSongLi area in the rear of the enemy's position near NanPing Station. As a result, a torrent rushed wildly on the rugged roads in northern Korea at night, and the wild grass by the roadside was soon trampled down by tens of thousands of feet.

  Because it was the pseudo-7th Division and the US 25th Division, the Turkish brigade's junction, not with some enemy stragglers, patrols, transport teams, etc. The slow advance speed made Zhao Zilong very angry, so under the command of the regimental commander, the third battalion commander Gu Dabing concentrated all the automatic firepower of the whole battalion, formed a company in front to open the way, as long as they encountered the enemy, they would sweep past with a burst of gunfire, then hand grenades plus charge.

  From time to time, some unlucky enemies would run into this iron fist and be torn apart by fierce firepower and desperate charges. At 8 o'clock in the evening, the 114th Division and the 1st Regiment of the Independent Division also launched a frontal assault. The enemy's troop organization became even more chaotic, with some enemy soldiers fleeing like headless flies, colliding into advancing troops, and then being crushed by our army like road rollers.

  If there were aerial photographs in the morning, a giant iron plow would be found to be opening up an impassable deep ditch at the junction of the enemy.

  A detachment of our army, marching hastily along the highway, suddenly discovered a string of car lights in front. The vigilant troops thought it was an exposed target and the enemy came to block them. After consulting with Yang Da Yi, commander of the 112th Division, two regiments of troops surrounded the enemy from both wings, while the 112th Division attacked from the front. In a brief but intense battle, they discovered that the weakly resisting enemy was actually a transport team, and on the cars were tens of thousands of live chickens.

  Shen Fei Hu, who hadn't touched oil or water for a long time, shifted his gaze away from the chicken. Suddenly, Ma Jiu, the squad leader of the guards, ran over and said, "Captain, it's been ages since we've had chicken! Why don't we have a meal before we leave?" Shen Fei Hu glared at him, then handed him a sugar-coated chestnut: "You numbskull, all you think about is eating! If you let the enemy escape, even if you eat ten million chickens, it won't make up for it!"

  Shen Fei Hu finished speaking and strode to the chicken coop, grabbed a chicken, twisted its neck, and drank several mouthfuls of hot, bloody liquid. Amidst the crowd's astonished gazes, he loudly declared, "Wait till I'm done fighting, then come eat you guys!" As the onlookers burst into laughter, he tossed the dead chicken back onto the ground.

  The captured fake soldiers were tied up by our army and thrown into the mountain ditch, while the American military advisers who refused to move were tied up in a circle and carried away by two soldiers with a stick like carrying a pig. Several fake soldiers hiding in the dark and unable to see the whole situation crawled out and ran away, so the rumor that the Volunteer Army's Independent Division eats people and likes to eat raw food spread uncontrollably.

  On the 25th, at more than 3 o'clock in the morning, the 112th Division, after a brief exchange of fire, occupied Yunsong-ri south of Tokchon. The 2nd and 3rd Battalions of the Independent Division advanced towards Nampyong Station, and when crossing the highway, they saw more than 1,300 puppet troops fleeing in front of them, totaling over one and a half battalions.

  "Commander Shen, you'd better hurry and lead the troops to occupy Nanping Station in time, blocking the enemy's western retreat route is the most important thing. Let me deal with this group of enemies first." Zhao Zilong said anxiously. "Alright then, be careful," after thinking for a moment, Shen Feihu led his troops towards Nanping Station.

  After a brief artillery preparation, the mortar accurately destroyed the enemy's head-on vehicle. The second battalion commander Zhao Zilong did not leave any reserve troops and pressed the entire regiment forward. The third battalion, led by Gu Dabing, concentrated the firepower of the entire battalion to suppress the enemy with intense firepower before charging at the enemy. The first battalion, led by Xu Dayao, and the second battalion, led by Zhu Dagui, each dispatched a company to encircle the enemy from behind, while the remaining troops launched a fierce attack on the enemy on the highway from both sides of the road.

  These two regiments came up with the classic tactics of the Liberation Army, dividing and inserting the enemy into encirclement, dividing the enemy into several segments, and then concentrating superior forces to annihilate the enemy. It seems that they want to surround the enemy in all directions. Fierce firepower, short and rapid charges, agile figures, under the flames of burning cars, are so exceptionally clear.

  The routed pseudo-army, having been struck head-on, attempted to flee around the enemy on both sides but instead collided with the second and third battalions. With no way out in sight, the pseudo-army turned around like a headless fly and retreated back along their original route. The already exhausted pseudo-army trudged forward with increasingly heavy footsteps, but upon seeing the approaching officers and soldiers of the second battalion closing in behind them, they involuntarily quickened their pace. However, fate did not favor them as two companies from the second and third battalions arrived just in time to sweep away a large group of enemies ahead and completely seal off the enemy's retreat route.

  At this time, the enemy had been divided into three small groups of more than 300, more than 200, and more than 500 enemies along the highway. In less than 2 hours, these 1,300 or so enemies were annihilated by the 2nd Regiment with a two-and-a-half times advantage in troop strength.

  At more than 4 am, the three regiments that had infiltrated Nanping Station drove out dozens of puppet army security personnel and quickly began building fortifications. They also dispatched forward warning troops. Rabbits go crazy and bite people, let alone the puppet army's Seventh Division on the verge of extinction with air support from the US military. In a small village outside the Third Regiment headquarters, Shen Feihu, who had drunk chicken blood and eaten badly, cursed the chicken nonstop and wished that the enemy logistics officer who intentionally set traps to harm revolutionary cadres would not die well.

  As he raised his head, a swarm of black-clad enemies surged forward, and even before he could put on his pants, he was swept away by the tide of retreating pseudo-soldiers. The stunned company commander watched in horror as the regimental commander was carried off by the enemy's human tide. He immediately led the guard platoon in a charge, and the intense firing of the M1 submachine gun mowed down a large swath of enemies still fleeing wildly.

  The enemy, who had come to their senses, either lay on the ground or leaned against buildings and engaged in fierce crossfire with our troops. The golden sparks of gunfire hit the bluestone building, causing stone chips to fly everywhere, stinging my face. However, soon the guard platoon's uniform Tom submachine guns suppressed the enemy's fire with a fierce barrage. Then Battalion Commander Xie Ting also rushed over with his troops, encircling the enemy from three directions.

  When our army launched a fierce charge under the cover of intense light and heavy machine guns, the pseudo-army, which had already lost its will to resist, raised their hands and surrendered after the regiment commander was killed. The third battalion commander Shen Feihu led out more than 600 pseudo-soldiers, which became a joke for a while.

  The 113th Division swiftly broke through the junction of the enemy's Seventh and Eighth Divisions, with two regiments leading the charge, and each regiment had two battalions leading the charge. As a result, no matter which division was defending the position, they began to scatter and were immediately routed by a single impact.

  Arriving at the Datong River, the commander of the 113th Division, Jiang Chao, led by example and took off his pants and socks, wading through the icy river water at -13 to -14 degrees Celsius. When they were halfway across, a small soldier from the guard company discovered that a regiment of puppet troops was rushing towards the crossing point on the opposite bank.

  Under the cover of machine gun fire from the opposite bank of the river, nearly a thousand soldiers who were not wearing pants and even had their bodies frozen, launched a fierce attack on the enemy. Seeing the low-temperature ice on their bodies, the pseudo-army was stunned, then scattered and fled. In this small battle, more than 200 enemies were captured alive.

  The 113th Division continued to move towards Yezhifeng and Longdong, bypassing the highway where the enemy's Seventh Division search company and reconnaissance company were blocking our army. They were surrounded by a platoon from the 338th Regiment and dispersed after a fierce grenade attack.

  The 113th Division occupied Zhe Ri Feng south of the Tokugawa at 0500 hours on the 26th, Ge Dong at 0600 hours and Long Dong at 0630 hours.

  The retreat route of the enemy's 7th Division was thus firmly locked by our two iron gates.