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

On the way back, the reconnaissance team was attracted by the fierce sound of gunfire.

Qiao turned around and scouted back to report that it was the Turkish army.

Captain Liang felt that the Turkish army was either fighting the Chinese Army or the Northern Army, so they had to provide support.

As soon as the reconnaissance team arrived, Qiao turned around and brought back the latest intelligence: "The troops that are surrounded are not the Northern Army, nor the Chinese Army."

Captain Liang was also angry. Could it be that there was a third army on his side on the peninsula? He asked sternly, "Why are you so fussy?"

"They are our old enemies. We encountered them a few days ago."

Captain Liang was puzzled: "They are not in the same group as the Turkish army, why are they fighting?"

"Maybe the Turkish army mistook them for us. After all, they look the same. A while ago, they killed quite a few Han people."

Captain Liang nodded, his heart beating: "Who should we help? They are both enemies, one is international and the other is domestic."

A soldier hurriedly reported: "They are almost unable to hold on. Their flanks are about to be breached. There are only a few people left. A Turkish soldier is hacking at their bodies with a knife."

"Fuck it!" Captain Liang slapped his thigh. "No matter what, our old enemies are Chinese. We can fight, but why should they fight? What kind of people are the Turkish army? Go to hell, let's kill these bastards first!"

The soldiers also thought this made sense: "No matter how much we fight, we are still one family. Who are you?"

Captain Liang assigned the task. One platoon attacked the Turkish army's rear directly from the flank, and he led the rest of the people to bypass the main force of the Turkish army.

The Turkish company that launched the flank attack soon succeeded. There were only three of Yang Yongjiang's soldiers in front of them. They were almost out of bullets and could only fire single shots.

Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire behind us, followed by familiar shouts and screams.

The Turkish army was in a panic. They had originally intended to surround others, but in the blink of an eye they were surrounded by others, and their good mood of having accomplished the mission was completely gone.

The army behind them was no ordinary army either. They were extremely brave and tenacious, like a steel knife that stabbed directly into the heart of the Turkish army and twisted it around.

The Turkish soldiers fought stubbornly, drew their scimitars, and tried to scare off their opponents with bloody cold weapons.

As a result, they encountered a group of Chinese soldiers who were even bloodier than them. They were more skilled in using bayonets. The bayonet was elusive and could pierce the heart from the front, or accurately penetrate two ribs from the side and back and into the heart. Some even directly cut the neck.

Many Turkish soldiers were so frightened when they saw blood spurting from their companions' necks that their hands and feet went limp and they didn't even have the strength to escape.

What's even more amazing is that a Chinese soldier shot down the farthest Turkish soldier with one shot, stabbed the closest one with his bayonet, pulled out the bayonet, and smashed the head of the Turkish soldier next to him with the butt of his gun.

Even the butt of a gun can kill people!

The Turkish soldiers were desperate, and after they realized what was happening, they ran away.

Yang Yongjiang's flank threat disappeared.

Qiao turned over and led his men to the position of Yang Yongjiang's soldiers. There were three people who could still move.

The wounded were lying at the back, looking at the approaching Chinese army with complicated eyes, but not afraid.

As long as the Chinese soldiers can help them fight the Turkish army, they will definitely not do anything to them.

Qiao turned over and looked at the wounded. Some of them were grimacing in pain and shouted, "Medical officer! Bandage them up."

The nurse was also happy. He took out the medical box and took out all the medicines and gauze.

Qiao turned over and walked to the three soldiers who were still able to move. The highest rank was second lieutenant, and his arm was also red. "Do you want to bandage it?"

The lieutenant waved his hand: "No, it's a small matter."

Joe turned over and asked, "Which unit?"

"The 52nd Army."

"The 52nd Army that escaped in Yingkou?"

"Exactly."

Joe turned over, chuckled, and gave a thumbs up.

The lieutenant smiled bitterly, unable to accept such praise.

Joe turned over and murmured, "Old friend."

The lieutenant knew what he meant, so he lowered his head and said, "I'm ashamed."

In the Northeast battlefield that year, the 52nd Army and the Democratic Alliance Army were evenly matched. In the later stages of the battle, it was the only army-level unit that escaped as a whole.

At that time, the officers and soldiers of the Fourth Field Army were still resentful of the 52nd Army's escape, and Qiao Fanshen also expressed his respect for the 52nd Army at this time.

Thinking of the past, both sides fell silent.

Qiao turned over and broke the silence first: "Where is your hometown?"

The second lieutenant replied: "Northeast."

"Fellow fellow."

The second lieutenant smiled and said, "Yes, I heard it. So did our captain."

Qiao turned over and hummed, "Your captain, Yang Yongjiang, right?"

The second lieutenant was stunned, his eyes widened: "Sir, do you know him?"

"More than knowing each other, we are from the same village."

The lieutenant immediately stood at attention and saluted.

After the medical worker bandaged the wounded, he asked Qiao to turn over and what to do next.

At this time, the Turkish army in front of Yang Yongjiang was also in chaos.

Captain Liang has launched an attack on the Turkish army from behind.

Yang Yongjiang naturally understood that it must be the old enemy who helped, and threw his helmet: "Fight back, old friends are taking action, we are all Chinese soldiers, destroy the Turkish army!"

The morale of Yang Yongjiang's soldiers was greatly boosted, as if they had found the passion to cooperate in fighting the Japanese.

The Turkish army could not resist. The commander swung his scimitar and chopped down several fleeing soldiers. In the end, he was pointed at by several guns and had to throw away his scimitar and surrender.

Captain Liang picked up the bloody knife and said, "This is all the blood of the Turkish soldiers." He brought the captive to Yang Yongjiang and said, "Old friend, you can do whatever you want."

Yang Yongjiang gnashed his teeth and said, "What do I need these turtle bastards for!"

The Turkish commander was stunned: "Aren't they the troops leading the way? We are together." Thinking of this, Yang Yongjiang yelled.

Yang Yongjiang didn't understand what he said, but he understood what he meant. He winked at an old soldier, and the old soldier went up and slapped the Turkish commander dozens of times, causing blood to spurt out of his mouth and several of his teeth to fall out. He remained silent after the beating.

At this time, Yang Yongjiang's soldiers wished each of them could cut off a piece of his flesh.

If the anger in their eyes were knives, the Turkish army would have been torn into pieces long ago.

Qiao Fanshen sent someone to send Yang Yongjiang's wounded back.

Yang Yongjiang looked at Qiao Fanshen, confirming the other party's identity in his heart, but did not speak.

Captain Liang is ready to leave.

At this time, a squad of soldiers led by Yang Yongjiang escorted Qiao Youzhi back.

The gunfire stopped and Qiao Youzhi came back to check the situation. He was still a little worried that Yang Yongjiang had killed all the Turkish troops.

Seeing Qiao Youzhi coming back, Yang Yongjiang walked up to Captain Liang and said, "Since we are cooperating, let's cooperate again. Shall we give him a gift?"

Captain Liang followed Yang Yongjiang's gaze and saw that it was the American.

"He is very important. It is said that he has a good relationship with General Mai. We can get a lot of things by kidnapping him." Yang Yongjiang whispered.

Captain Liang understood what he meant and immediately ordered someone to bring Qiao Youzhi over.

Qiao Youzhi approached and found that the two Chinese armies had started to cooperate again. He also saw Qiao Fanshe with a frown on his face. Qiao Youzhi understood everything. He walked up to Qiao Fanshe, knelt down immediately, and called him "Grandpa" in stiff Chinese.

Yang Yongjiang immediately cursed: "Damn it."

The Chinese soldiers present were all stunned. Qiao turned over and looked down on the American even more and walked aside.

Qiao Youzhi sat on the ground and said to Yang Yongjiang: "Yang, what does this mean? Are you going to follow them back to the Huaxia Army?"

Yang Yongjiang said coldly: "This is our internal matter. Now you explain how to deal with these bastards beating me. So many of my brothers died. Last time it was you Americans, and this time it was these bastards."

The Turkish commander also felt wronged and complained to Qiao Youzhi.

In his heart, Qiao Youzhi was neither on the side of Yang Yongjiang nor on the Turkish army, but on the side of the Chinese army.

After thinking for a while, he tried to appease Yang Yongjiang: "How about this, I will give you something as compensation." Then he angrily rebuked the Turkish commander for his inability to help but only caused trouble: "Are you blind? Can't you see that they are one of our own?"

"How can we tell the difference?" The Turkish commander was dissatisfied and continued to accuse: "They colluded with the Chinese army to attack the coalition forces. How should this war be settled?"

Qiao Youzhi looked at Yang Yongjiang: "He is going to report you to the headquarters."