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Section 58 Breaking the Sabbath Offensive 7

  Chapter 58: Breaking the Sabbath's Momentum 7

  Seeing one's own book falling down the new releases chart is not only heart-wrenching, but also sorrowful. During the period of strong promotion on the shelves, there were still not many book friends who read it. Is my book really that bad?!

  After a firepower reconnaissance and sending out scouts for probing attacks, more than 160 men of the US Army's 8th Cavalry Regiment's 2nd Battalion C Company finally set foot on this painful place for the US military. Everywhere you look, there are still smoldering black soil, solidified bloodstains, broken gun parts, and a handful of mud that has been blasted loose, with many fragments of cannonballs and shells inside. Not to mention the abandoned bunkers, shattered sandbags, collapsed shelters, and huge craters... all reflecting the intense fighting on this old battlefield. Due to the influence of landmines and roadside bombs, Lieutenant Lake first led more than 60 engineers under his command to disperse and start a careful search of this old battlefield, which was densely packed with unexploded shells and bombs, also trying to find "surprises" that the Chinese army might have left for them, such as napalm.

  On the battlefield littered with steel shrapnel, magnetic mine detectors have become useless. (And according to Japanese intelligence, Gao Daguang, who was originally a regimental commander of the Eighth Route Army, has already become a major thorn in the side of the "locust army", and his conscience is completely gone. He specializes in burying stone mines filled with over 10 kilograms of black gunpowder, or those converted from old toilets, so not only can they not be detected by mine detectors, but many "locust soldiers" also die from bacterial infections in their wounds.) Therefore, the cavalry regiment that has already suffered at the hands of Gao Daguang's underhanded tactics began to exercise extreme caution. As a result, blocks of plastic explosives became the first choice.

  The US military found the bed crossbow (the antique is still usable! The quality is too good, nothing to say) from some armories in Korea. Plastic explosives were inserted into the thick crossbow arrows, and as the shadow of the arrows disappeared from view, they were fiercely inserted into the mud, with the tail wings still shaking violently. Soon, a series of muffled explosions sounded. As a result, several small devices set up with hand grenades and 60mm shells were destroyed one after another. Watching the continuously exploding explosives more than 100 meters away, US soldiers began to cheer. The explosive devices set up by the Independent First Regiment were actually destroyed.

  At this time, a round big head appeared in the distance, just like the fuse of a heavy bomb. So after the US military nearby lay down, 60 artillery, rocket launchers, recoilless guns were all brought out, and even that old bed crossbow was ready to fire three arrows at once. After the intense explosion smoke gradually dispersed, the US military engineers cautiously approached the large pit that had been blown open. When the first soldier saw what was inside, he immediately turned his head and vomited violently, and the several US soldiers behind him who also saw what was inside couldn't help but turn around and vomit violently. Was it another one of those shameless, inhumane spiritual psychological killing weapons set up by that scoundrel Gaoquan?

  As Lieutenant Lake walked over, the hole blown open revealed only things discarded by Korean civilians who liked "fatty fields". One by one, charred bodies were exposed, although many had been blown to pieces by the blast wave, but more were intact, with deep eye sockets and thick, rotting soft tissue underneath. The copper buttons on their clothes had sunk deeply into their skin, and even the dog tags on their chests were embedded in their charred flesh. Some unburned clothing stuck to their skin. A foul smell like a flood bursting out wafted over, mingling with the breakfast, bile, and bitter water spewing from the mouths of the engineers. Soldiers from Company C ran over, unable to bear it...

  The US military reconnaissance team that was scouting around the high ground was suppressed by intense firepower on the mountain waist, unable to move up or down. It wasn't until then that the commander of the 8th Cavalry Regiment confirmed that the cunning Independent First Division was still on the surrounding high grounds, and a large force might be hiding somewhere, waiting for the US military's weakness to appear before striking. Under the intense firepower from the air force and artillery fire from the ground, which suppressed the firepower of the Independent First Division on five high grounds, the five reconnaissance teams quickly retreated down the mountain waist. Although over 120 people were casualties, the commander of the 8th Cavalry Regiment felt that this was an unfortunate blessing in disguise, as they had discovered the enemy's tracks!

  Under the command of the battalion commander, the 3rd Battalion's C Company was ordered to garrison Dabingli this night, a place that could be easily suppressed by artillery fire from the surrounding highlands. The main force of the regiment immediately built circular fortifications with tanks and self-propelled guns five kilometers south of Dabingli, while sending a battalion of guards to several mountain highs along the withdrawal highway.

  At this time, Liu Changyin and Li Dash were in an unknown small cave around Pingli, loading bullets into the magazines of their pistols and submachine guns. The famous saying "Sometimes one more bullet can save a life" (who knows where it was plagiarized from? Let's not talk about his character, anyway...) "Battalion Commander, why don't we launch a night attack on the enemy in Pingli? They must have been scared out of their wits by those 'roasted meats' today!" Li Dash asked while wiping down his M1911 pistol. "How come you're talking so much nonsense? Are you encouraging the North Korean civilians to do this? Otherwise, how would they be so enthusiastic about piling up corpses and burying them so shallowly?" Liu Changyin looked at Li Dash with a meaningful gaze. Flustered, Li Dash feigned an innocent tone and said "Battalion Commander, no way!" "Right, Battalion Commander, is this sneak attack on the enemy's rear guard unit to make them think we're going to encircle them again, and then take advantage of their retreat to fall back to the Kaiping line and completely shake off the enemy's pursuit?" Liu Changyin sighed and gazed northward, "Yes, if it weren't for the US military being 'hopelessly in love' with us, our division commander would have been able to return to the hospital in the rear to receive treatment long ago. According to the regimental commander, our division commander has been drifting in and out of consciousness, but even so, he gave us very good combat advice! If we don't fight this battle well, it's really unforgivable to our division commander."

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