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

Major Scott knew very well that opportunities for war were fleeting, so he immediately organized five tanks, a flamethrower tank, and a company of Scottish grenadiers to set off urgently.

Other officers thought Major Scott was reckless and made objections: they should not trust the three prisoners' statements too much.

Scott didn't take it seriously. He had his own little plan. The prisoners had been captured for a few days and the other party must have noticed something. They were not stupid and would have withdrawn long ago if they knew someone had rebelled. There must be no one in the direction we were going, so they were so bold.

The British army set out, with two tanks leading the way and the remaining four keeping guard. If the situation got bad, they could immediately turn around and flee.

There is a small road leading out of the military camp. The road surface is okay. After turning a mountain pass, there is a mountain road. There is a corner at the mountain pass called Eagle's Beak, which is the narrowest part and tanks can pass through.

Major Scott came here for a field visit on the first day.

Major Scott got out of the tank and looked around. The British troops passed through the Eagle's Beak one after another, and the last tank also came in.

Major Scott looked around and suddenly realized that this place was like the bottom of a pot. He ordered the tanks and machine guns to fire and conduct fire reconnaissance.

The gun barrel was smoking and only the echo of machine gun fire could be heard.

Scott was still worried, so he sent infantry to investigate.

The Scottish soldiers got off their vehicles with complaints, climbed to the front to clear the way for the tanks, and some climbed to the top of the mountain, where it was all white, with no people or even birds.

When Scott received the report, his heart dropped.

We have been waiting here for so long, if there was an ambush we would have attacked long ago.

One tank and a squad of soldiers were left behind to guard the Eagle's Beak Pass, while the rest of the large force continued to advance.

Scott said proudly on the walkie-talkie: "We are not going to fight, but to travel."

Every move of the British army was watched by the Chinese army.

Captain Zhang proudly said to Captain Chu: "Qiao Fanshen is a very capable guy. He went to the foreign devils' camp and not only cheated them of food and drink, but also tricked the foreign devils out."

Captain Chu looked at the British Column as if he was looking at meat stewing in a pot: "Qiao Fanshen is a very courageous boy. Give him credit for his achievements and promote him to platoon leader."

"If this kid doesn't cause trouble, not only will he be the platoon leader, but I'll also be the company commander."

The sentry at the forefront sent a signal, and Captain Zhang reported: "Commander, it's time to close the lid."

"Hold." The captain's order was firm.

Captain Zhang walked forward with a revolver in hand.

Closing the pot lid is the signal for a general attack.

clap clap.

Three flares were launched into the air.

The ambushed soldiers lifted the snow off their bodies, revealing half of their bodies, with MiG-27 rocket launchers on their shoulders. British tanks were the first to receive attention from the U.S. military industry.

Then came the mortar fire, which targeted the British infantry, and the Scottish soldiers playing the organ let out shrill cries.

Major Scott escaped from a tank with its tracks blown off, and his tank ran over an ambush of explosives that was also tailor-made for him.

Before the war, Captain Zhang was not very confident about the American rocket launchers. Could they destroy British tanks? To be on the safe side, he led his soldiers to work late at night and buried explosives on the road that the British army had to pass.

Scott held up the telescope and saw flashes of machine gun muzzle flames and smoke rising from mortars in the distance. Were they hiding in the snow? He commanded the soldiers to fight back. The tanks could not move, but the turrets could move, aiming at the Chinese army's firepower points and firing.

After fighting for less than two minutes, Major Scott felt something was wrong. Were the Chinese soldiers attacking us? Were the gunshots all from American weapons? Scott could clearly identify the weapons, and he was right. The weapons were indeed American-made, and of pure pedigree. Some of the guns were fired for the first time.

Scott called the sergeant and asked him to observe whether the enemy was American troops and whether they had made a mistake.

The sergeant stood on the tank holding a flag and asked using flag signals, "Are you American troops? We are allies, don't shoot."

Captain Zhang asked the instructor: "What do you mean, you want to surrender? Shouldn't you raise the white flag when you surrender?"

"This is fucking flag language. Lao Zhang, you need to study harder. You don't even understand this." The instructor criticized sternly.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know either." The instructor also laughed.

Captain Zhang dragged a Mosin-Nagant over, aimed at the British sergeant on the tank, shot him through the chest, and the two flags slowly fell down.

Scott cursed loudly: "Damn Americans." He still believed that the enemy was the American army. The actual situation made him think so. It was understandable if the enemy had a few American weapons, but how could the enemy be the enemy if they were using American weapons in an organized manner?

Scott's hesitation brought a devastating disaster to the British army. While he was dazed, the Chinese soldiers advanced quickly and were already close.

Captain Chu divided the soldiers into three waves. The ones farthest away opened fire to attract British firepower, while the second and third waves took turns to cover the advance, approaching the British defense line as quickly as possible, fearing that the British would call in the air force.

The Chinese soldiers approached the British defense line and threw Mi-style grenades. The British soldiers were also equipped with the same grenades, and when they saw them rolling to their feet, they thought they were their own recruits who had dropped them because they were afraid.

When the charge sounded, the British woke up from their dream, and what came into their eyes were the handsome faces of Oriental people.

The British commander looked at the American weapons in their hands and cursed: "The Americans and the Chinese are working together to harm us!"

Major Scott felt betrayed by his allies.

Hearing the breathtaking charge, one could see the faces of the Chinese soldiers without a telescope, and even more clearly the American carbines and Garands.

Some Chinese soldiers were still chewing something in their mouths, it must be the American army's chewing gum.

Damn it, Lewis, you are CoinPool!

Scott loudly ordered a retreat and returned to the barracks to settle accounts with the Americans.

Britain had no more tanks that could move, so the flamethrower tank rushed out.

The Chinese soldiers had never seen this thing before, so they continued to rush forward, moving swiftly and preparing to insert the explosive pack.

Fire spewed out of the barrel of this thing, setting the soldiers on fire. The burning Chinese soldiers rolled in the snow, and their comrades next to them scooped up snow and sprinkled it on them.

Despite this, some soldiers were burned or killed.

The flamethrower tanks spewed out streams of fire, covering the British infantry's escape.

Commander Chu ordered: Use all heavy firepower to deal with the flamethrower tanks.

Bazookas and mortars rained down.

The flamethrower tank was like a monster, swinging its body left and right and slowly retreating. With it around, the Chinese soldiers did not dare to chase too closely.

Captain Chu threw down his hat in panic: "What the hell is this? I've never seen it before, and the shells can't even hit it."

The soldiers couldn't get close to the place even with the explosives on their shoulders, which was really worrying.

The British army retreated to the Eagle's Beak. Captain Chu clenched his fist and said, "Captain Zhang, it's up to you."

Captain Zhang's mission was to block the key location of the British army's retreat route, Eagle's Beak. As long as this location was blown up, the rocks rolling down the mountain would completely block the British convoy.

To Captain Zhang's surprise, Scott had actually arranged a tank and soldiers to guard here in advance.