Chapter 67: Battlefield Ghost

  The plane slowly rose into the sky in the sight of the little friends, and then disappeared into the night. To be honest, Yang Wei was still worried, worrying that he would accidentally be shot down by his own people.

  "Everyone, turn on all our radios and search for any signals from the past few hours, whether they're from the enemy or our own side." At this moment, Yang Wei suddenly thought of a way, which was to use the radio to eavesdrop, and could completely understand some information.

  At that time, the military radio on the battlefield was all direct calls, and only a few important contents needed to be communicated with Morse code. After waiting for several hours, I finally heard the reply from the command center's radio here: "Dong Liu, Dong Liu, this is Dong Yao, Lao Ying has returned home."

  "They're back, which means they've all arrived home safely." This radio frequency was searched not long ago, and after hearing a few commands from inside, it can be known that this is the communication frequency of Li's team, who captured the plane. So Yang Wei let his companions keep the radio on to monitor the content of this frequency.

  During this period, several were issued in the form of telegraph codes, and there were also direct orders. The telegraph code was naturally some confidential things, while the direct order was a short-term command that would expire after being issued. Although it was feared that the enemy would intercept them, these were basically public affairs, such as artillery firing commands. Perhaps the first time was somewhat confidential, but this was only a matter of seconds. After the order was issued, the enemy had no reaction time. This can only be said to be a technical issue at the time. Some orders had to be sent directly, and the technology of these radio stations did not reach the level of confidentiality. Unlike later times, with frequency-hopping radios, directional radios, and computer signal transmission, this was just after the invention of wireless telegraphy, and even keeping secrets was still being researched.

  This night was also the first encounter between the volunteer army and the American military, while the little friends directly became onlookers. Onlooking is also a kind of attitude for Yang Wei. In this level of battle, it's hard to say who died more or less. In Yang Wei's mind, they just need to appear in key places, and don't calculate the results based on how many people were killed. Just like that mobile southern army that threatened the division command post, and that warehouse, and that tank team that was formed, of course, the several planes that were shot down played a huge role, it can be said that the little friends indirectly saved many people, even gave the troops a technical force, this technical force is able to better strike the enemy, and also let this team develop better.

  After a night of fighting, the daytime did not stop, and the daytime battle became even more intense. At night, we had to be careful to distinguish between friend and foe, but during the day, there was no such concern. This was a very large-scale melee, with you in me and me in you. The American planes circled above the small town for several laps before reluctantly leaving.

  And the little buddies were anxiously scratching their ears and cheeks below, why didn't you fall down a bit, I'd like to shoot you down. In the end, these planes did not live up to the wishes of the little buddies, but only circled in mid-air for a while.

  At night, maybe nothing can be seen clearly, but in the daytime, all the little friends have understood what is called bravery and what is called fearlessness. They were shocked, they were also speechless, the heroic characters that appeared in the stories before, now appeared in front of them in person.

  A team of volunteer soldiers were searching their way forward on the street, when suddenly a US military tank appeared in front of them. Behind the tank was a group of US soldiers taking cover, and behind this team of soldiers was a large contingent of soldiers being strafed by the machine gun on top of the tank. The soldiers fell one after another, but they still fearlessly charged forward.

  The squad leader of the soldiers in front, which was also known to the little partners later, was called Zhao Zilin. He took a explosive tube and circled around towards the US military tank, while the soldiers behind were making efforts to shoot at the tank, just to cover up the action of the squad leader, so that he could approach the tank smoothly and blow it up.

  The monitor finally lived up to expectations, approached the tank, and pulled the fuse of the explosive tube. Unfortunately, at this time, he had already reached his physical limit. He destroyed the tank, but he also followed the tank together...

  It was just such a series of bloody incidents that the soldiers' anger reached its peak, and soon they cleared up this small city. Some US troops who failed to escape could only raise their hands and surrender.

  Afterwards, the little buddies heard a story about the conditions of the American army's surrender: first, they had no more bullets; second, they had no more dry rations; third, their communications were cut off; fourth, they couldn't break through. Perhaps at that time, the commander-in-chief of the entire battlefield, Old Mac, also surrendered in a similar way when fighting against the Japanese pirates back then.

  At this time, the U.S. Eighth Army ordered a general withdrawal along the entire front, while their 1st Battalion, 8th Infantry Regiment was completely surrounded by the Volunteers.

  "Wei Zi, listen, this seems to be their distress signal." Xiao Dong was reporting back to Yang Wei with the radio on his back. Inside the radio, they could intermittently make out some sentences. Having spent a lot of time with Lao Hei and Lao Bai, they had learned many words and phrases, so it was natural that they could guess this was a distress call.

  The battle here is nearing its end, and Yang Wei and the others have not played a significant role. The comrades are very unhappy. "Comrades, we must appear in important places, we must be like ghosts, once we take action, we must give the enemy a major blow. If we kill an enemy, our purpose is not just to kill that enemy, but to kill many enemies. If we rescue a soldier, our purpose is not just to rescue that soldier, but to rescue many soldiers."

  The little buddies all understood Yang Wei's meaning, they were proud of their importance, but what was Yang Wei thinking? The battlefield ghost was destined to be so. To know that in the battle that Yang Wei knew, there was no existence of these little buddies, they could only be called ghosts. And this battle had a predetermined outcome from the beginning, so Yang Wei didn't want to destroy this outcome either. To be honest, he couldn't even if he wanted to. His goal was to strive for the greatest benefit, and that was his ultimate goal.