The three sharp knife companies of our vanguard battalion unscathed the enemy's howitzer group positions without any danger, causing the enemy's firepower to weaken suddenly, and even the 119th Division of the friendly army next door moved much more smoothly, and their three regiments launched interception, ambush, and interspersed warfare in the quboyuan area, and cleanly killed two regiments of the pseudo-eighth division; they also gained a lot, capturing many American prisoners and capturing countless booty.
There were also many casualties on our side, and the three battalion commanders of the 357th Regiment unfortunately died in order to cover their comrades-in-arms. The three battalions of the 358th Regiment happened to encounter the 19th Regiment of the US Twenty-fourth Division retreating from the direction of Taichuan in Guicheng at dawn, which was the first American unit to enter the DPRK, well-equipped, strong in firepower, and tenacious in combat, especially able to fight defensive battles, after the three battalions of our 358th Regiment encountered, the Ninth Company immediately organized fire to return fire and launched two consecutive attacks, but they were all suppressed by the powerful firepower of the US troops in the mountainside area, the company commanders and instructors were sacrificed, the soldiers also suffered more than half of the casualties, and there was almost no complete squad platoon.
Photos of the volunteer march (from the Internet)
On November 4, our regiment was given the task of continuing to fight near the outer city cave west of Yongbyon, and listened to the people who ran out of the city saying that Yongbyon was already an empty city, and the enemy had already fled by car. We had been marching for a day and a night, sleepy and tired, and when we heard the news, we could not help but feel a little discouraged, and felt the ducks in our hands fly again.
Instructor Lin cheered us up: "Comrades, don't be discouraged, the enemy is also very sleepy, and they are already birds of fright, that cannot escape the palm of our hands." ”
Feng Company Commander then said, "The instructor is right, but we still have to continue to carry forward our iron foot kung fu, and we must catch up with and annihilate and make new achievements. ”
The soldiers shouted in unison, "Hear, company commander, give the order!" ”
At this time, the deputy instructor found a North Korean Armani, and she pointed us to a shortcut, that is, we had to climb two mountains, not to mention the difficulties and obstacles, but we could save about 3 hours of time.
So what are you waiting for, what can be difficult for us? So we became sharp knives and walked in the forefront. This made the two chiefs of the No. 31 and No. 32 of the first battalion and the second battalion get angry, pointing at our battalion commander and saying, this time let you get the first, next time you boy must carry forward the spirit of Kong Rong and let the pear come out.
At this time, the sky rained lightly, mixed with small snow flakes, typical sleet weather, the company commander and the instructor ran in the front, at the beginning they were still wearing the captured US army coat, and when they ran for almost an hour, everyone was hot and sweaty, the instructor really couldn't stand it, so he threw away the wool inside the American coat and threw it away, leaving a fur as a raincoat.
Feng Lianchang looked like a teacher and also took off the hair. But after running for a few miles, even the coat became a burden, the clothes were already soaked, and there was no need to prevent any rain, so the two men took off their coats and threw them away.
Photos of volunteers climbing the mountain (from the internet)
We looked, got it, and threw away everything that could be thrown, there was no way, if you want to run fast, it is best to go into battle lightly, and some fighters even took off their cotton clothes, went into battle shirtless, and ran forward with their upper bodies bare.
The mountain road was slippery and muddy, and the muddy water that the soldiers in front of them ran up touched the cotton pants of the soldiers behind them, thick and heavy. Machine gunner Tai Fengkui carried a heavy machine gun too heavy, I helped him carry only a moment before he could not stand it, he took advantage of the opportunity I helped him carry the gun, the cotton pants also took off, because the pants legs are full of thick mud, after he threw it clean, he tied it around his waist, I told him not to lose his shoes, this captured American leather shoes are good things.
Running out of about 30 miles, a large river in front of us blocked the way, we all stopped to take off our shoes, ready to cross the river, the battalion instructor rushed from behind, did not take off the shoes of the first to flow through this 20-mile-wide, knee-deep bone-chilling river.
The exemplary behavior of leading cadres is a silent order, and we all follow the water across the river.
In this way, the troops galloped forward like a sheathed arrow, running for more than two hours, about 40 miles, to a fork in the road called the west of the local cave.
At this time, they encountered many Korean compatriots who had escaped, and listened to their words that the US troops were rushing back and forth along the main road leading to Anju, and it seemed that they were going to flee in the direction of the 38th Line, and at the same time they heard sporadic gunshots.
At this time, we breathed a little breath, and the regiment issued an order to let our three battalions directly insert into LongyuanDong, and the cameras laid an ambush on both sides of the road where the American troops were retreating south, condescending to compress the enemy army. Our mission was to go straight north of Yongwon-dong and capture a plateau called 130.
Volunteers fighting the enemy (from the Internet)
As soon as we climbed to the top of a mountain, we saw a large line of enemy vehicles running back and forth on the road below the mountain. The battalion commander immediately ordered our company to first cut off the road and then quickly occupy Hill 130.
Feng Company Commander said with Xiao Kill on his face, Comrades, the opportunity to make meritorious contributions has arrived. After saying that, he drew his gun and led us in a formation, and went down the hill to kill the general. Instructor Lin was careful, he called the machine gunner Xiao Tai over, pointed to a small hill not far away, and said, Xiao Tai, you take your machine gun squad to put the machine gun there. After saying that, he commanded another machine gun squad to the top of the road slope, forming a form of horn firing.
Before anyone arrives, the grenade arrives first. The enemy did not expect that it would be fatally dealt here, and several jeeps in the back crashed together before they could brake, and the American devils in the car jumped down in a panic and fled like rats that encountered predators.
There was a major intelligence section chief who was braver, brandishing a pistol to direct the battle, but before he could get angry, he was killed by our machine gunner's several point shots, and the gun in his hand also went off target.
In less than a quarter of an hour, we cut off this section of the road, and there was a fierce sound of gunfire and gunfire from the front and back. What we cut off was part of a battalion of the Nineteenth Regiment of the U.S. Twenty-fourth Division.
When we finished cleaning up the battlefield and running up the 130 heights, the US planes came over, more than 10 of them, and began to bombard and bomb, caught off guard, and suddenly many of our soldiers were thrown into the air, and the suffocating smell of blood spread, and the company commander screamed and fell down.
When the plane was still flying overhead, the sound of "rumbling" tanks was heard in the ears, which was really fatal, and the road down the mountain drove over 4 American tanks, and a fight for the life was imminent.
U.S. Military Tanks (from the Internet)