Section 33 Breakthrough Preferential Treatment?

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  Due to the sufficient artillery and tank fire preparation, as well as the destruction of various destructive devices against the enemy's minefields, barbed wire and fortifications were well destroyed. Under sufficient preparation, one regiment broke through the enemy's sniper in 11 minutes, and three regiments broke through in 13 minutes respectively. Then, with the cooperation of tanks equipped with mine-clearing plows, they quickly advanced along the highway to Anheung-ri and Dongducheon-ri. The panicked pseudo-sixth division abandoned its heavy equipment and fled southward in a hurry. The enemy's first and second lines of defense had already been completely breached.

  The assault battalion that had already entered the enemy's rear was like Sun Wukong entering the Iron Fan Princess's belly, starting a huge commotion. Zhang Yutian led the third assault company to sneak up on three enemy high grounds from behind under the cover of night and annihilated dozens of sleeping enemies. However, when the flares suddenly lit up the sky and illuminated the bodies on the ground, Zhang Yutian was shocked to discover that they were American soldiers with pale faces and big noses. Zhang Yutian found it strange that the puppet army was on the first line, while the American army was on the second line, but why were the Americans so close to the front line in this area? It wasn't until the distant sound of cannons and the red glow in the sky that he realized this was the boundary of the enemy's artillery position. The exposed American artillery position was like a beauty without any cover, and the third assault company quickly surrounded and annihilated the American artillerymen, capturing over a hundred M1 carbines. The dozen or so American cars that were originally transporting ammunition to the artillery position turned around and fled after hearing the dense gunfire.

  The disguised assault company, posing as a fake army, was marching along the highway on foot. As a newly established assault company, although the soldiers were all battle-hardened veterans from other units, they had not been tempered in the fire of war and did not have any glorious military achievements. Zhang Yu always felt that he could not hold his head high or stick out his chest in front of those old battalion commanders.

  The distant rumble of cars was quickly picked up by Zhang Yu's sensitive ears, and with a hand gesture, the troops swiftly and nimbly hid behind the trees beside the highway. The dark gun barrels stretched out along the branches of the trees, and even the rocket tubes poked out their evil muzzles.

  A string of car headlights approached from afar, and the reflection of the lights on the snowy ground put the American drivers in a daze. 200 meters...100 meters...50 meters...

  After Zhang Yu first fired the rocket tube, two rockets with burning tails flew straight towards the cars. The American driver, who was caught off guard, stared blankly as the two familiar figures flew towards him. After two massive explosions erupted, the car that had been hit in the oil tank was blown up by the blast wave and thrown high into the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

  The American soldiers, covered in flames, jumped out of the car and ran wildly in the snow, searching for anything that could save them, before falling heavily to the ground again. The blazing wreckage of the cars not only illuminated the path forward for our troops but also highlighted the desperation, terror, and numbness on the faces of the American soldiers.

  The assault company, holding automatic weapons that continuously spat out dense bullets, quickly charged into the enemy's convoy, surrounding and annihilating them, taking prisoners.

  When Qi Mu led the assault company onto the highway, he found that it was packed with fleeing enemy soldiers. Pan Taizhao, who had been ordered to scout out the situation, quickly approached an American soldier and, after borrowing a lighter, asked in a puzzled tone, "Why aren't you retreating by car or tank? The Communist army is right behind us, and we can't outrun them on foot." The American soldier angrily cursed, "That son of a bitch knows the Communist army is closing in, but our company commander told us that General Ridgway has already prepared cars and tanks to rescue us." Pan Taizhao nodded as if he understood, then whispered to the American soldier, "You know, we've encountered many Communist tanks. There's only one unit with so many tanks - the Independent First Division, also known as the 'cannibal division' that likes to eat human flesh raw. Their commander, Gao Quan, has been featured in newspapers. They especially like to eat American meat, saying it's more nutritious than Korean meat." The American soldier looked at Pan Taizhao in shock, his cigarette dropping from his mouth and his facial muscles reflecting his unease. He forced a smile and said, "It's okay," then pulled out a thin piece of paper from his pocket and showed it to Pan Taizhao. "Friend, look at this - it's a certificate of preferential treatment for the Volunteer Army. With this, even if we're captured, we'll be treated well and get hot meals and showers." He then carefully put the paper back in his inner pocket and said to Pan Taizhao, "I bought this limited edition certificate for $50. It's a guarantee of safety, just like the treatment the wounded soldiers from the 1st Cavalry Division received when they were captured." Pan Taizhao simply smiled. Soon, the American convoy arrived to pick up their troops. Under the cover of other soldiers, Qi Mu's men planted explosives under the enemy vehicles. As the American lieutenant offered his thanks, Qi Mu said he had orders to take in stragglers and, amidst the Americans' regretful glances, the convoy drove further away. When they were over 150 meters away, a series of explosions erupted from the American convoy, illuminating the sky with flames. Pan Taizhao asked Qi Mu, "Company commander, does our army have any limited edition certificates of preferential treatment?" Qi Mu laughed and said, "You're really funny - limited edition? Our certificates are issued to demoralize the enemy, how could they be limited? Didn't we fire tens of thousands of them out of cannons last time?" Pan Taizhao looked enlightened.

  The continuous deep mountain snow valley, steep slope, slippery road, made it difficult for the car to pass through, and the iron chain had not been sent to the front yet. So Gao Quanle stepped down from the jeep and walked with the soldiers together. He looked at many soldiers whose cotton clothes were frozen like ice armor due to sweat and river water. He looked at some soldiers who occasionally slipped into the snow ditch and then climbed out, laughing at Gao Quanle. He looked at some soldiers whose fierce fighting had melted their ice armor with hot blood and sweat. Gao Quanle couldn't help but sigh in his heart "What good soldiers!" And under the smiles of the warriors, he patted the shoulder of each soldier who walked by him.

  Gaoquan, extremely exhausted, leaned against a haystack and fell asleep. When the sky was bright, Gaoquan woke up and saw Qian Duo still sleeping with his military coat covering his face. He patted him and said, "Qian Zhengwei, it's almost dawn, we should go." Fang Gui, who came to report on the battle situation, discovered something unusual and suddenly jumped up, pinning down the fake soldier with both hands behind his back. The disarmed fake soldier trembled as he took out a privilege certificate from his pocket, which was also limited in number. Gaoquan couldn't help but laugh and cry as he listened to the fake artillery battalion commander's words and looked at the privilege certificate.