Crossing North Korea, I became a US soldier, and my opponent was my grandfather.

The truck driver told Qiao Youzhi: "Sir, my name is Park Qinglai. When the war first started, I was your driver and took you to the front line."

"Were you driving a jeep at that time?" Qiao Youzhi remembered.

"Yes, sir." Park Qinglai had a happy look on his face, but he was worried in his heart. When the battle started, he damaged the jeep and was discovered by Qiao Youzhi.

But Qiao Youzhi did not drive that car. He drove the jeep of Division Commander Han Jun instead.

Park Kyung-rae had to admit that his grandson was really lucky.

Qiao Youzhi politely shook hands with Park Qinglai and tacitly did not mention the past unpleasantness.

Lieutenant General Wo, commander of the US Army Group, was also sitting in the jeep. The lieutenant general's life was not easy at all. Every day he received reports of casualties in the troops.

The 1st Cavalry Division suffered heavy casualties; the Turkish Brigade, which fought bravely against the Chinese people, was completely wiped out when it encountered the Chinese Army; the 29th Brigade of the British Army, which was used as a relief force, ran away as soon as it came into contact with the Chinese Army.

The worst hit was the 2nd Infantry Division of the United States. Division Commander Kai became the regiment commander, and lost 80% of its troops and all its equipment, with less than one-fifth of its soldiers escaping.

Thinking of this, the lieutenant general got a splitting headache.

Today I went to the shelter to personally present the medal to my son.

Originally, Lieutenant General Wo's son was to be awarded the medal yesterday. However, considering that he had to visit the wounded today, the adjutant called Lieutenant Commander Wo in advance and postponed the date by one day, so that Lieutenant General Wo could award the medal to his son in person.

Lieutenant Waugh's officer gladly complied.

Lieutenant General Wo in the jeep was not at all happy that his son received the medal, because he knew where the medal came from.

Bell, the jeep driver, drove very fast, not forgetting to glance at his boss. He found that the faster he drove, the happier the general looked.

Bell couldn't help but think of the days in the West, when he also drove the jeep very fast and took the general for a ride in the fields.

Lieutenant General Wo likes the feeling of speed.

The deputy ordered the driver to slow down as it was too dangerous.

Lieutenant General Wo spoke for the driver instead: "Don't listen to him, Bell."

Bell became bolder.

The passing trucks slowed down consciously. The lieutenant general logo with three white stars on the jeep was too dazzling. Not only the driver of the Han country couldn't afford to offend him, but even the commander-in-chief couldn't afford to offend him.

Qiao Youzhi, who was in the truck behind, felt that the speed was slowing down and asked the driver Park Qinglai what was going on.

"I'm not sure. Maybe there's a traffic jam ahead, or maybe there was just a thin layer of snow, so the car ahead doesn't dare to drive."

"Do you dare to open it?" Qiao Youzhi asked.

"Of course I dare! If I wasn't so brave and drove so fast, our commander wouldn't be able to escape the encirclement of the Chinese army!"

"Overtake, we'll be the lead car." Qiao Youzhi gave the order.

Park Kyung-rae turned left and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Just as he reached the opposite lane, Lieutenant General Wo's jeep also flew over.

Bell was so frightened that he instinctively swerved to avoid the collision. Park Kyung-rae also stepped on the brakes desperately, but the two cars still inevitably collided heavily.

The jeep spun and rushed into the ditch on the side of the road. The driver and the adjutant didn't know where they were flying. General Wo was too fat and was stuck in the driver's seat with a piece of broken glass stuck in his head.

Hanjun's driver Park Qinglai got off the truck in a daze, took two steps and then knelt on the ground, unable to move, extremely scared.

Qiao Youzhi and Li Xiuzhe got out of the car and went to the jeep to see that Lieutenant General Wo had died.

The adjutant and the driver Bell supported each other and came to the jeep. They were stunned to see the general had become a corpse.

More Han soldiers gathered around and were immediately furious when they learned that the dead person was a US lieutenant general.

Li Xiuzhe had the highest military rank and reported immediately.

When Park Kyung-rae learned that the person he had hit and killed was a US lieutenant general, he knew he was doomed, so he went to the car, took out a pistol and was ready to commit suicide.

Qiao Youzhi stopped him and said, "Don't do this. This is not your fault. I asked you to overtake. I will take all the responsibility."

Park Qinglai burst into tears: "Sir, you can only bear the responsibility of you Americans, and I have to bear the responsibility of us Han people. Even if you don't pursue it, our commander will never let me go."

Qiao Youzhi patted his shoulder and consoled him, "No." He thought, "Why don't you run north? Just based on your merit of killing a US Army lieutenant general, why don't you give him a special merit? The Chinese Army has fought for several years and has not killed a US Army lieutenant general."

Li Xiuzhe ordered his men to take Park Qinglai away and keep him under strict watch; he must not be allowed to die.

Qiao Youzhi found the blood-stained medal on the jeep, took it in his hand, got on the truck and returned to the US military shelter.

Lieutenant Wo and their superiors had made all the preparations, except for rolling out the red carpet, waiting for the commander to arrive.

The one who came back was Qiao Youzhi. His face looked very ugly, which was not the case just now.

Lieutenant Wo's heart sank. "Will this bastard ask his superiors to cancel my medal?"

Qiao Youzhi came up to him, took out the bloody medal and pinned it on his chest.

The American soldiers present were confused. Could it be that the lieutenant general’s father was not coming? That didn’t make sense. Why was there blood on the medal?

Everyone looked at Qiao Youzhi in confusion.

Lieutenant Wo couldn't help but ask: "Sir, what happened?"

Qiao Youzhi turned his head, wiped the tears from his laughter, and solemnly faced Lieutenant Wo again. He held his hand and told him sadly: "Lieutenant, our army's outstanding commander, the hero of the Americans, Lieutenant General Wo, has died in the line of duty."

The Americans present were stunned. They had called in the morning to say they would come, but how could they be dead in less than three hours?

Qiao Youzhi explained: "On the way here, the lieutenant general's car flipped into a ditch and an unfortunate incident occurred."

The American soldier understood, and died in the accident, which caused a sigh.

Lieutenant Wo shed tears, and all his close friends came to comfort him.

When Commander Li of the Han State heard the news that a U.S. lieutenant general was hit and killed by a Han Chinese, he was furious. Before the American could say anything, he immediately signed an order to shoot the driver.

Someone expressed a different opinion: "Shooting our own soldiers for just a car accident will affect morale."

Commander Li felt sad that such people would make such comments. He pointed out: "Whether the morale of our Han army is affected or not, it has nothing to do with the war. Who has a crucial relationship with the war? It is the Americans. As long as the Americans help us fight, we have hope of winning. If the Americans get angry and stop working hard, no matter how strong our morale is, can we beat the Northern Army? Not to mention the Chinese soldiers."

The subordinate still insisted: "We should also listen to the opinions of the Americans."

The commander was furious. How could there be such a subordinate? "Let's shoot that bastard first to show our attitude. Besides, the Americans won't care about the death of a Han soldier."

The subordinate had no choice but to take the order and leave. He put the order into his trouser pocket after leaving and did not pass it down at all.

The US military command also conducted a detailed investigation.

The commander is dead, we can't fool around.

The US military's conclusion was very objective. It was just a traffic accident. It also acknowledged the US side's responsibility for speeding and punished the driver.

Qiao Youzhi came to the army headquarters and told them that Han Guo wanted to shoot Park Qinglai to avenge Lieutenant General Wo.

The people at the U.S. military headquarters gasped in shock, not understanding why the leader of the Han country was so disregarding of human life. The Han country driver did not deserve the death penalty. For this reason, the U.S. military specifically issued a notice to Li Chengwan.

Although shooting your people is your internal affairs, the US side still asks Commander Li to forgive the poor soldier, as he has also made efforts and contributions to this war.

Commander Li obeyed the Americans' advice and rescinded the order to execute them.

I had already thrown that order into the toilet.

In the end, the Han people sentenced Park Kyung-rae to three years. It was a good thing, because when he came out, the war would be over.

Admiral Mai, the Five-Star Emperor, knew that Lieutenant General Wo was dead. He twitched his stiff muscles and said, "The bastard followed his master."

At this time, Admiral Mai was like an eggplant hit by frost, and no matter how charming the Japanese beauty was, she could not help him regain his motivation.

Indifferent to the death of Lieutenant General Wo, the next piece of news perked him up: "Major George has returned safely to the American military camp."

Admiral Mai gave the order: "Send George back to Dongjing." Then he ran out: "Prepare to fly to the peninsula."