Chapter 64 The Volunteer Army scolded and fought the Americans desperately

After the large-scale indiscriminate bombing, the U.S. military pounced on the high ground of the Volunteers cautiously. 500 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters, it seems that the Chinese on the battlefield are dead, and the Americans are a little relieved. When we walked to 50 meters or 30 meters and were about to pounce on the position, suddenly a cloud of grenades flew towards us. "There is no doubt that this is the densest grenade fire net." A man named Robert?Bay's lieutenant recalled. Howling, the U.S. troops retreated. Then came many bombings and scrambles. When the United Nations finally rushed to Yantai Peak, the Volunteer Army's position, there was a scene that shocked the Americans: there was a bright light on the position, and the Chinese soldiers were holding bayonets in unison!

The bugles of the Chinese army sounded throughout the position. "Oh, My God!" "The Chinese are risking their lives!" "He doesn't want to kill us, let's run." I don't know which old brother took the lead, hooray!The American brothers turned around and ran away... The Volunteer Army's reinforcements were led by Zhang Qunsheng, the commander of the 4th company, to Yantai Peak. Together with the reinforcements, there were only 19 Chinese soldiers on the ground, including 4 wounded.Looking at the position of less than 100 square meters, the company commander said in a long and short voice in his hometown dialect: "Comrades, the main force of our volunteer army on the western front has taken care of the ace army of the American devils, the 1st Cavalry Division. !"

"Okay!" The soldiers who were in a state of extreme fatigue wowed and became excited. They expressed their opinions one after another, even if they fight to the last one, they must hold their positions and not embarrass the Chinese soldiers! In that era, every such news would make the blood of Chinese soldiers rush. At that time, the ammunition on the position was about to run out, and each person only had a few bullets and two grenades.The U.S. military rushed up again under the cover of aircraft and artillery. the bullet ran out; The grenade was thrown away; Hand-to-hand combat began.

At this moment, what resounded on the main peak of Yantai Peak was the clink of bayonets and decisive shouts. "Damn you!" Accompanied by the yelling, a stone slammed a Yankee's head open; "Your grandma's!" Accompanied by the scolding, the bayonet stabbed an American soldier in the chest. "His old lady!" Accompanied by the yelling, a gun butt smashed the face of the American soldier. Everyone on the earth knows that China's national curse is the most uncivilized, because it often circles around the genitals.And in that decisive battle, this unbearable loud yelling sounded so sweet, so joyful, so soul-stirring, and so refreshing!

It was a declaration of battle; It was an unyielding cry; It was a struggle of dignity; It was a cry of death. This scolding sound was as high-pitched and melodious as the movie song "Anthem of Heroes", and as majestic as Liu Huan's "Song of a Hero". Facing such a group of "lunatics", the American soldiers were overwhelmed, and Hula retreated again. In front of the position, many American corpses were left behind. When I was a child, I often heard three old people in the village who had participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea talk vividly about how they fought hard with the Americans while cursing and cursing them.

The night is hazy, the moon is hazy. There were only three or four Chinese soldiers left on the ground. The United Nations army rushed up again. The last moment has come. The company commander ordered: "Blow the horn!" Tick ​​tick tick tick tick... Tick ​​tick tick tick tick... On those nights 60 years ago, on the mountains on the south side of the Yalu River, under the cold wind and cold moon, no matter how many Chinese soldiers were left, the sound of bugles that made American soldiers terrified would always be sounded on the battlefield. Chinese soldiers, attack!