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After a day and night of fighting, Highland 1282 was indeed captured.

After the 235th Regiment suffered heavy casualties.

Together with the entire 1282 Highlands and several adjacent highlands, they were captured by the 235th Regiment.

There is a feeling that makes people laugh or cry.

But this incident did allow the 235th Regiment to receive a commendation from the division commander.

But the battle is far from over.

"Report to the commander! Our corps has initially completed its planned combat plan!"

"The U.S. 10th Corps has been completely surrounded by our troops on three sides!"

In the headquarters of the Ninth Corps.

Captain Song Bing looked at the telegram in his hand, the cigarette in his mouth still smoking.

"Okay, well done. First send me a telegram to encourage each military department, and at the same time convey news about the war situation."

"Yes!"

Commander Song nodded repeatedly while looking at the battle report in his hand, but suddenly frowned when he saw a certain battle situation.

"The 59th Division failed to capture Fox Heights where Company F of the 1th Regiment of the 7st Marine Division was stationed?"

"Yes, Chief."

Captain Song was silent for a moment, and then put down the battle report in his hand.

"It has flaws, but it's acceptable... Comrades, just keep working hard."

"Please, you must let me take these young people back..."

In that cold and heavy snow, the only thing Commander Song Bing hoped for was this.

[Keqing: Judging from the current battle situation, the volunteer army is in a good situation]

[Ningguang: It’s just that the casualties on the front line are really too serious, and the speed at which the red dots disappear is simply eye-catching]

[Tang Yu: Both sides' troops are inefficient. It can only be said that this is the gold content of the ace showdown]

[Dada Duck: It turns out that the fighting at Changjin Lake was so fierce]

[Skir: Yo? Isn't this who...Comrade Ke? 】

[Dada Duck: Climb, can you call me “comrade”? 】

[Servant: Dadalia is starting to get serious, making us tremble! 】

[Funina: Do you know why you are fighting? 】

[Dada Duck:...It’s hard to say, but I gradually began to understand the meaning of their sacrifice]

At this time, Dadalia looked at the screen in front of him, and then glanced at Ding Weiguo, who was sitting next to the bonfire leaning on a stone and finally fell asleep.

After these many days of experience and fighting, he began to feel a sense of comradeship towards the soldiers around him.

[Dada Duck: Perhaps my original meaning of fighting was too superficial and one-sided...]

[Silkok: The strongest blade will rust because it loses its target, but the hardest shield will always protect the target it wants to protect]

[Dada Duck: Master...]

[Silk: There’s still a long way to go, boy]

At the same time, the scene in the live broadcast room suddenly changed.

What appears on the screen is inside the US military headquarters.

Almond, commander of the 10th U.S. Army Corps, was smoking a cigarette and sitting at the conference table with a stiff expression.

MacArthur stood in front of the window and looked into the distance.

After holding it in for a long time, the five-star critic from Lighthouse Country finally said something.

"Yeah, I was fooled..."

"There are no friendly forces behind us at all!"

Officers:...

"I don't think... General, God gave us a chance to breathe this morning, it's not because he wants us to discuss who is standing behind our anuses, is it?"

An officer tapped his finger on the table and sounded a warning.

Hearing this, MacArthur lifted his pants and nodded slightly.

"Tell me about the situation, Mr. Almond."

"The current battle situation is like this."

"The 1th and 5th regiments of our 7st Marine Division are surrounded in Liutan."

"The 1st Regiment and Division Headquarters are surrounded in Xiajieyu."

"The 7th Division is surrounded in Xingxingli."

By the end, Almond was desperate.

From the look of the entire map, our own army has been completely surrounded by the enemy.

They didn't even know how they were surrounded.

"In other words, we are surrounded. In Chinese terms, we are 'making dumplings'?"

"Yes, General MacArthur."

"...what are you eating?"

"Dumplings are made by people from the Han country. They say these are their traditional delicacies, Smecta or something like that."

"SHxT! Even though I don't eat Chinese food, I still know that those things are Chinese, and you actually believed that damn Han country waste!"

General MacArthur looked furious, although he didn't know why he was struggling with this.

There was dead silence in the conference room.

Everyone was waiting for MacArthur to issue an order.

"Sir, give me the order."

MacArthur looked at the map in silence for a long time, then pointed to an airport in Xiajieyuli.

"Is this airport still ours? Where did it come from?"

"It belongs to us. Division Commander Smith built it previously and it is still in use."

After hearing this, MacArthur immediately became interested.

"Just use this airport as the focus of our counterattack!"

Soon, the live broadcast room screen fell into darkness.

[Keqing: What is going on? Airport? 】

[Nascida: I remember, Tang Yu even said there was big trouble at the airport that Smith built there before]

[Tang Yu: Let me reveal the answer directly. In fact, it is because of the continuous replenishment and transportation of wounded people at this airport that the breakthrough in Xiajieyuli has been greatly hindered]

[Diluc: The airport is so troublesome...]

[Kaia: No wonder you said it was a big trouble]

[Tang Yu: Yes, so Commander Song decided that he must capture this place immediately]

During the conversation, the live broadcast room screen changed again.

At this time, under dusk, the picture focused on a snowy field.

No one could see anything in the snow at first.

Until the picture was zoomed in, everyone could vaguely see what the subject in the picture was.

A group of ready-made volunteer soldiers were lying in the snow, holding rifles in their hands and looking at the U.S. military position ahead.

There are bright lights everywhere, and there are many American troops coming and going at work.

"It's so cold... monitor."

"Then be so angry, we haven't even reached the attack time yet."

"Monitor, how long does it take?"

Hearing this, the monitor glanced at his watch.

"Four o'clock, let's fight a little longer, and we won't attack until tonight."

"Yes, monitor."

After the two of them finished talking, the squad leader suddenly heard a small sob coming from the soldier beside him.

"You bastard, why are you crying?"

"Monitor...I suddenly felt homesick. I missed my mother and father."

"You want it, I want it too..."

The squad leader muttered quietly, but quickly said: "Be strong and stop crying."

"The tears will freeze."

"Oh...yes, monitor!"

For the next few hours, the position was extremely silent.

The only sound that everyone could hear was the sound of the wind and snow that didn't know when it would end.

After probably waiting for a long, long time, the dusk had already ended, and the black clothes on the horizon were neatly dressed.

A loud whistle sounded from behind the position.

The announcement of the general attack sounded completely.

However, there was no movement from the soldiers in this position.

The commander was furious when he heard the news the morning after the battle.

"Why the hell didn't Company 2 launch an attack last night?!"

"I...I don't understand either!"

"Where is the 2nd Company now?"

"Looks like he's still on the ground."

"Take me there!"

Under the leadership of the soldiers, the commander quickly arrived in front of the position.

However, before approaching the front line, the commander had already begun to slow down.

He looked at the front line in front of him in surprise.

On the position, all 129 soldiers of the company were still lying on the snow, with the muzzles of their guns still pointed at the originally planned target.

"This is..."

The instructor walked slowly to the front of the 2nd company.

Under the sunlight, the instructor could clearly see the position in front of him.

On this land of frost and snow condensed by ice.

None of the 129 soldiers in the company left their posts without permission, and they quietly maintained their pre-combat actions.

Their bodies had already stiffened, but their fingers were still firmly on the triggers of their rifles.

The heavy snow did not separate the distance between their hands and their guns, and the future was firmly together.

The frost in both eyes covered the front of the corneas, but the eyelids were still not closed.

Each gun has already been covered with a thick layer of frost.

The frost on the face could not cover up the hot beating hearts of the soldiers during their lifetime.

The point of the gun is still the direction they want to reach in the end, even if they risk their lives.

This group of young warriors used guns as their tombstones and the heavy snow as their last funeral.

Have a good sleep, brave and fearless warriors.

This winter will no longer disturb your sweet dreams.

The soldiers beside the commander couldn't hold back their tears and burst into tears.

"Commander... ugh... Commander, they... they damn well froze to death here..."

The instructor patted him.

After struggling for a long time, his body began to tremble.

He didn't know exactly what it was about the cold winter that made his body shiver.

Still the sadness in my heart cannot be concealed.

He just whispered comforting words.

"Don't cry...the tears will freeze."

(When I wrote the end of this chapter, I cried the most while writing this book so far)

——————The text of this chapter is 2700 words.

Note: On the Korean battlefield, our army has a record of freeze-to-death and attrition of established troops.

The following three, I hope everyone will always remember their numbers.

There are a total of 9 regiments and 3 companies.

第20军59师177团2营6连。

第20军60师180团1营2连。

第27军80师242团2营5连。