The Twenty-Second Section Directly Enters San Suo Temple 1

  Our troops are under heavy sniper fire from the enemy and need immediate support!! Hurry! Hurry!

  On the 27th, at 7:00 am, the Independent First Division, which had completed its mission to annihilate the enemy of Tokugawa, quickly assembled and prepared to infiltrate Sansori and block the enemy's retreat route. "Commander, what about our artillery? Some mountain roads are so rugged that cars carrying big guns can't get through, and we can't carry heavy artillery on our backs. Even if tanks could make it through, they're almost out of fuel. If we go halfway and run out of fuel, we'll be bombed by American planes for sure." Zhang Dabiao rushed into the division headquarters, not even taking a sip of water, and said anxiously, looking at Gao Quan, waiting for the commander's decision.

  "What can't be taken away, don't take it, leave it to the 38th Army, we'll go and capture it again. However, artillery personnel must be brought along, if we capture the cannons but no one knows how to use them, that would be bad." High Daquan, who was looking at the map, raised his head and smiled at Zhang Dabiao. "Commander, what are you joking about? Those are our treasures!" Zhang Dabiao looked at his commander in surprise.

  "I'm telling you, when we entered the city, what cannons did we have? They were all captured ones. This time I'll take you to borrow better cannons from the Americans. This time it's an infiltration mission, bring various light and heavy mortars, recoilless guns, rocket launchers, and the rarely used howitzers will do. Bring more ammunition, and also fill up the tanks with gasoline from the cars."

  There was also a high gun company called Wang Jue (book friend), who disassembled the twelve high guns and installed them on Li Guang's high frame to take away, and the three 90 high guns were also taken away. It is very useful for fighting tanks. Okay, you quickly go back and prepare, I will ask Xiaoshan to notify each regiment and battalion." "Yes" Zhang Dabiao gave a standard military salute, then turned around and went back to assemble the troops.

  This is a bookish young man with glasses who lifted the cotton curtain, wearing a brand new grey military uniform, tightly tied with a leather belt, and a small Browning pistol on his waist. In the pocket of his chest was a steel pen. "You must be Comrade Gao, I am Qian Duo (book friend), the political commissar sent by the Zhi Si faction to the Independent First Regiment. I hope we can work together to defeat the American imperialist wolf," said Qian Duo with a smile.

  "You're Qian Duo, the political commissar? Deputy Commander Han said he would send me a political commissar, but I didn't expect it to be a bookworm." Before Gao Quan could finish speaking, his iron-like hands had already tightly grasped Qian Duo's hands. A cracking sound was heard, and Qian Duo's face turned from white to red, then back to white again. Gao Quan was also gritting his teeth. Suddenly, the two men released their grip on each other and burst out laughing, but one hand continued to shake violently behind their backs.

  More than 160 officers and soldiers, with ropes tied to the tanks, were rushing at a speed of over 20 kilometers per hour on the mountain roads in northern Korea, rapidly advancing towards Samsori. Pan Taishao (book friend) twisted his uncomfortable buttocks and said to the battalion commander Qi Mu beside him, "Battalion Commander, what's wrong with this tank? I've only been sitting for a while, and my butt is almost crushed, and my bones are about to scatter."

  "You little brat, you're as silly as can be! Isn't this just like when we used to ride in cars? Look, we still have to pad ourselves with this thing," he said, pointing to the backpack on his butt. Pan Taosheng, who was not convinced, pouted and said, "It's all because of your cunning, just like how you fight." Just then, two big clumps of mud that had been churned up by the tank treads splattered onto their faces, and the two men burst out laughing at each other.

  Upon receiving the report of muddy roads ahead, a look of anxiety appeared on Gao Quan's face. Looking at the telegram, Shi Zhengwei Qian Duo said, "Commander, can we ask each soldier in the vanguard regiment to pick up some grass and spread it on the ground? Wouldn't that make it easier to walk?" Seeing the look of surprise on Gao Quan's face, Qian Duo smiled and said, "I only thought of this because I heard Commander Liu talk about using grass to pave roads when crossing snowy mountains during the Long March."

  The vanguard regiment soldiers following the tank troops laid bundles of straw on the road, making it easier for subsequent troops to pass through. The two heavy howitzer battalions of the Korean army had an unusually difficult march, although they were helped by soldiers from the other two howitzer battalions, but the gun barrels weighing 40-50 kg, the mounts weighing 36 kg, and the base plates weighing over 20 kg.

  Needless to say, the soldiers carrying three 120mm mortar shells weighing a total of 48 kilograms still closely followed the main force's pace. Watching the exhausted soldiers fall asleep while marching and then falling to the ground was heart-wrenching for Commander Gao. He ordered the soldiers to tie themselves together in pairs with ropes around their waists to prevent falling behind.

  King Jue, who was rushing to march, suddenly heard the humming sound in the air. King Jue was shocked in his heart. As a combat hero who had shot down many enemy planes, he naturally knew the power of the enemy's aircraft. His twelve high-altitude guns were still in marching status. From the valley to the top of the mountain, it would take at least 10 minutes to set up the high-altitude guns. If the enemy bombed our army and followed up with more planes, our army would be crippled. King Jue, who was anxious like fire, led the soldiers carrying the high-altitude guns and ran towards the mountain.

  Gao Quanwan was anxious, if the troops were to disperse and advance, they would inevitably have to slow down their speed, but with so many people, it was impossible for no one to be discovered by the enemy. So Gao Quanwan made a very bold decision, the troops opened up a distance, carrying the fake army's military flag, removing the camouflage from their heads, and hanging the fake national flag on top of the tank, continuing to rush forward as before.

  Perhaps it was the enemy's disbelief that our army dared to march behind them, or perhaps the fake military flag and tanks misled the enemy. As a result, a fake army that had withdrawn from Tokugawa appeared in the US Air Force report. The careful American pilots also sent a telegram to the three Sori pseudo-military police officers, asking them to prepare salted fish, seaweed, rice, and boiled water for the "National Army" that had withdrawn.

  In the afternoon, when the puppet army heard the rumbling sound of tank tracks in the distance, they came to the entrance of the town one after another to welcome them. Seeing the tanks and Qi Mu's assault company getting closer and closer, they shouted louder and waved the Tai Chi flags in their hands more vigorously.

  However, Pan Taizhao, who rushed to their face first, swept out a row of bullets to welcome the puppet army. The independent first division cancelled the radio silence and sent reports from Zhang Daqian and Qian Duolian to Zhi Si, our army has occupied Sansori and dispatched a team led by Zhang Dabiao to advance quickly towards Longyuanli.

  The two battalions of the independent regiment were deployed in front and behind, respectively, to ambush the enemy retreating from the north and reinforcing from the south. After having dinner prepared by the puppet army, they began to build fortifications to prepare for tomorrow's enemy attack. The third battalion commander Gu Dabing started building his anti-tank trench again, preparing to harvest several tanks, while Gu Dabing's company commander Zhong Wuying (book friend) was also preparing to bury more electrically launched shells.

  In the temporary division, anxious Qian Duo asked Gao Quan "Commander, do you think our two regiments can withstand the enemy's attack this time? The enemy will definitely send hundreds of planes tomorrow, and the three US divisions have more than 300 tanks and over 400 artillery pieces! Why are we sending the best regiment to Longyuan?"

  "My Comrade Zeng, just like the Nationalist Party's money is only devalued, our money will appreciate in value. No matter how many planes, tanks and artillery the enemy has, if their soldiers are not up to par, they are useless. I have ways to deal with them. As for Longyuanli, it is also one of the escape routes for the enemy's southern retreat. If the enemy is beaten badly here, they will definitely attack Longyuanli. If we don't send out an elite troop, won't there be a possibility that the enemy will break through?"