The night faded, but the weather was not beautiful, and it was raining again.

With the green light of artillery fire rising from the sky and the lights coming one after another, it seemed like war was flying on the south bank of the Han River!

From the densely packed artillery area, the enemy's attack had actually reached the direction of Mapingli on the south bank of the Han River.

How was the big army? Going there?

Is it true that our 180th Division is being surrounded and annihilated by the enemy as the enemy said?

Marxism-Lenin bless you, please wait for me, otherwise...

Wang Yang didn't even have the courage to think about it. The closer he got to Chenghuang Hall, the more he felt uneasy he felt.

The sniper behind seemed to have already set aside a little distance. Wang Yang didn't know if he ran away or not, but Wang Yang felt that he might be on the verge of being beaten if he didn't die.

When he was not on the battlefield, Wang Yang once heard from the veterans.

When the Chinese Volunteers first arrived at the Korean battlefield, the conditions were extremely difficult. At that time, the Chinese Volunteers were all infantry, and they never thought that the mechanization of the US military was so powerful.

However, when you go to the battlefield, no matter how hard it is, you must win the battle. This is the foundation of the establishment of the Chinese People's Liberation Army.

As a result, many heroic and tragic scenes appeared in many fierce battles.

In the middle of winter, due to insufficient logistics preparations, in this passionate era, the entire regiment of volunteer soldiers rushed on the snow on the Korean Peninsula in thin liberation shoes.

What they did made all foreigners feel incredible. They wore rubber shoes and thin autumn clothes, but they could rush fifty or sixty kilometers in a row in one night, and defeated the four mechanized wheels of the US military with their two legs.

On the marching road like a flying, the military uniforms of the Chinese Volunteer Army soldiers were soaked in snowflakes and sweat, and became heavier.

So in order to catch up with the enemy faster, some volunteer soldiers simply took off their two sets of autumn outfits and long pants that were sandwiched together, and ran with their bare backs and only wearing a pair of underwear.

During the pursuit, the soldiers of the Volunteer Army worked tirelessly and fully demonstrated the fighting spirit of our army that they were not afraid of hardship or fatigue. Some soldiers were overwhelmed by their equipment and spit out blood. Some volunteer soldiers even used up their last trace of heat and vitality to fall on the snow in foreign lands and never got up again.

At that time, Wang Yang was shocked and moved when he heard it, but more of it seemed like he was listening to myths.

I have heard of those who died of falling and dying, those who died of illness, those who died of gunfire, and those who were shot and bombed by shells, but I have never heard of those who ran to death, and those who could even spit out blood. This is the TMD, even those who ran on the Korean battlefield, can even run so YD!?

But today, he finally knew that everything was possible in this world, it depends on whether you had done it.

He finally knew how serious the pain would be if a person ran to death. Anyway, Wang Yang felt that the blood in his lungs was burning with flames, and sweat was covered with drizzle, but it was like a rainstorm that covered his entire body.

But his mouth and throat began to dry up, and then a fishy smell and salty smell rushed into his mouth. Wang Yang knew that he had reached the end of his strength.

He bent over and walked around carefully through the woods. When the ocean was exhausted, he finally found himself in the City God Hall.

But he didn't feel any joy in his heart, but he felt extremely dark.

The artillery fire on the south bank of the Han River soared into the sky, but the Chenghuang Hall was terrifyingly quiet!

About two hundred meters ahead, there was the blocking position of the 6th Company of the 540th Regiment and the Artillery Battalion. However, in addition to seeing the dark shadows shining from the dark light on the position, he almost couldn't find any moving objects.

After running for three or two steps, Wang Yang tried his best to pounce on a crater. He really didn't want to move. He suddenly realized that sometimes being shot to death was a very happy thing.

How can you live? Let’s die!

A voice passed through Wang Yang's mind. If he could sleep on the spot at this time, he would not be willing to do it even if he was treated as an emperor.

However, Wang Yang soon discovered that he was destined to be without such blessings. Even if he could not become an emperor, he could not sleep. His body was lying down and felt as if he had fallen into a pool of strange solutions, with a pungent and wet smell.

Wang Yang felt cold in his heart, and his hand slipped, but he had already picked up something from the ground. As blood filled, a stream of liquid splashed, slamming his face.

After running all night, a trace of light appeared in the sky. I opened my eyes and saw that with the faint sunlight in the sky and the flashing of flares, Wang Yang was surprised to find that he had picked up a broken hand.

The broken hand was separated from the upper body from the elbow, leaving only a pale forearm exposed under the luminous light, but the palm was still strong and the hand was pinching the heart of the fist desperately, and there was still a wisp of clothing and flesh in the middle of the palm.

A nausea broke out in his chest, and Wang Yang subconsciously threw his broken arm out. He stood up in surprise, and without knowing the strength coming out of his body, he crawled out of the crater in panic.

When Wang Yang crawled out of the crater, his body seemed to be washed by blood once. He stood between heaven and earth like a bloody man. The whole scene seemed extremely strange!

But for Wang Yang at this time, he didn't feel any strangeness, nor did he notice that he was covered in blood. At this time, he even forgot that there was a deadly enemy following him closely.

Because he was already shocked, with the help of artillery fire and flares, an extremely tragic terrifying scene appeared before Wang Yang's eyes.

In addition to broken hands, there were also several corpses of volunteer soldiers in the crater, and blood was flowing in the pit.

These soldiers... are they some wounded from our army?

Wang Yang was surprised to see that they were covered with bandages, and they were obviously seriously injured, but at this time, countless bullet holes were added to their bodies, and blood flowed over the entire bullet crater!

Wang Yang's heart sank and felt his stomach feel uncomfortable.

These are all wounded people from our army, but why are they all dead in this crater?

A terrible thought passed through Wang Yang's mind. Could it be... Could it be that they were gathered here by the enemy to massacre?

With a loud bang, Wang Yang felt a rumbling sound in his mind.

His original fear, his own tension and panic disappeared without a trace at this moment. In addition to shock and anger, his mind also had endless sorrow!

A comrade's face was painful, but his eyes were still glaring at the sky, looking at the same age as his Wang Yang. However, except for one of his right leg that had long been broken, there were at least four or five bullet holes on his chest and abdomen.

There was another soldier who seemed to be older, his face was lying down, and his body seemed to want to protect a wounded man below, but he was injured and got more guns. The back of his head and back were almost beaten to pieces...
Chapter completed!