It didn't take more than three minutes, and by the time the soldiers in the woods figured out the situation, they immediately lost the will to fight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was impossible to break through, and two personnel carriers armed with heavy machine guns were staring at the outside, and cross-fire could kill half of the soldiers. Scattered and escaped? When the time comes, if people have a little fire, the whole mountain will burn up, how many can you run? , without thinking too much, the only way out is to surrender.

And when the more than 70 Nanbang soldiers took off their coats and walked out of the woods under the leadership of the commanding lieutenant, the more than 30 turtles guarding outside were crazy with joy.

"Oh my God! We won, we really won. ”

"These enemies are so incompetent, and there are several times more people than us, and they actually let us win so easily."

"Look at the way they shivered, they were obviously scared."

Seeing that it was a group of irregular turtle logistics personnel who defeated him, Lieutenant Nanbang, who took the lead, really wanted to cry blood, "We just don't want to continue fighting for peace, we are not trembling with fear, but trembling from being frozen." ”

In the middle of winter, all the Nanbang captives not only had to hand over their weapons, but also took off their clothes and only left their underwear, all of which were humiliating and uncomfortable. A party member who led the team reminded Zhou Qingfeng: "Is this a violation of the prisoner policy?" ”

"There are several times more prisoners than we have, and not only do we not have enough people to hold them, but we almost don't have enough ropes to tie them up. Let them be honest in the cold. "Zhou Qingfeng has always been pragmatist, he has such a small number of people, and he has to think of a way to eat such a large number of prisoners.

There are more than 40 vehicles in the entire Nanbang supply station, and in addition to a few damaged in the battle, there are more than 30 vehicles. Coupled with what Zhou Qingfeng owned and captured before, he actually mastered more than 50 vehicles, which was not a small amount in the hands of the volunteers.

"Clean up the battlefield and put away your weapons. A few empty cars were set aside to keep an eye on the prisoners, and those who could drive were singled out for preferential treatment. But no matter what, Zhou Qingfeng found that he couldn't take all the cars away at once, and he didn't even have more cars.

What's even more troublesome is that Zhou Qingfeng also found that he had intercepted only a part of the supply post of the Seventh Regiment of Nanbang, and there were more than 200 logistics personnel from Nanbang who were rushing over with hundreds of trailers in the form of mules and horses.

The latter group was even worse in combat, and a troop carrier with a dozen militiamen captured them in a single charge.

"it, eat too much at one time, and you're going to die." Zhou Qingfeng wanted to swallow the entire Nanbang Supply Center, but he found that he had too much appetite and was afraid that he would cause trouble.

Before surrendering, Lieutenant Nanbang had already reported the news of his attack to the headquarters of the 7th Regiment of Nanbang by radio, and as long as the enemy wanted to live, he would immediately send people out to pursue him. After all, here are all the supplies for the whole regiment, and if they don't eat or drink, they will collapse without beating themselves.

But the 118th Division also lacked food and drink, and the difficulties of the volunteers were even greater.

The South Stick Supply Station surrendered too quickly, and in addition to the bombed parts, there were many remaining supplies such as food, ammunition, and gasoline. Just the boxes of US army field rations, it is really impossible to make Zhou Qingfeng give up.

And the U.S. military has always been extravagant, and if something leaks out of the fingers of the rich man, it can make the poor volunteers drool.

In addition to several dozen tons of enough food to supply a regiment, there were also a large number of weapons and ammunition in the convoy. In particular, the 105 mm grenade is even more eye-catching. Two hundred grenades are already firepower that can only be used in divisional and regimental scale battles.

Thinking that tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of the 118th Division were starving and freezing in the ice and snow, Zhou Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said to his subordinates: "Don't worry about the ammunition first, we will send food to the division." We had maps, guides, and we had a rough idea of where our troops were, and it wouldn't take long to drive quickly. ”

The crowd had no opinion on this, and hurriedly organized more than 30 trucks and corresponding manpower to get on the road quickly. It's seventeen o'clock in the afternoon, and even if it's night, the volunteers have to be sent over. As for the remaining trucks, ammunition, armament and prisoners.......

"Let's hide the rest of the vehicles and supplies in the nearby woods. The captives were all dressed and tied hand and foot, and if they stayed in the truck, they would not be able to blow the cold wind, and they would not freeze to death for a while. If they break free and try to escape, they will die faster. Zhou Qingfeng said.

However, several party members did not agree with this idea, "The enemy will definitely send people out to chase this batch of supplies, and if you leave your things behind, you will still be taken back by the enemy."

If you had destroyed the ammunition and trucks, it would have been nice to be able to get more than thirty truckloads of food. We can't get anything else, and the enemy can't think of it. ”

The necessary sacrifice on the battlefield is inevitable, but Zhou Qingfeng is unwilling to spit out the meat that reaches his mouth. He also wanted to have higher achievements in battle, and he knew that the life of the volunteers would be more and more difficult in the future, and the more good things were captured, the less sacrifices the soldiers would have.

"I'll find a way to stop the enemy, and you can leave and find the troops. It's going to get dark soon, the U.S. planes shouldn't be dispatching, and the troops of Nanbang are also left behind, so no one should stop you. ”

"Let's go to the troops, won't you come with us?"

"Naturally, I have to stay and keep this batch of supplies, so you have to drive quickly, send the supplies over, and let the troops send someone to pick them up immediately."

"Wait...... you're going to stay alone?"

"Of course."

Several party members felt that Zhou Qingfeng was crazy, and the turtle had always paid attention to sports warfare, the reason was that he was too weak, and he would end up guarding a place sooner or later. But Zhou Qingfeng wanted to stay and guard this batch of supplies, which was equivalent to sitting and waiting for the enemy to come to the door.

It's just that the turtles are too poor these days, and several party members are also very reluctant to buy those precious vehicles, guns, shells, etc. Exchanging human lives for materials is not uncommon at present, Zhou Qingfeng wants to stay, they can only think that this young man is making sacrifices with a fearless spirit of sacrifice.

"Good job, young man. But you have to be careful alone, you can't bear it and retreat, it's not a shame. ”

"Yes, materials are important, but it is more important to keep the living force."

"Be smart in battle, let's go first."

After confirming that Zhou Qingfeng stayed, the other 30 people in the team immediately left in a race against time. Because they knew that the sooner they found the troops, the sooner they could come back to save this valiant young man.

And Zhou Qingfeng, who was left, looked at his watch. It took more than an hour to process the prisoners of war and organize the convoy, and it was already half-past eighteen before nightfall, and the sun was about to set.

I ate a few K meals from the Yankees, carried the 'Garand' made by the Yankees, and pinned the 'Browning' pistol and MK2 grenade to my waist. Zhou Qingfeng stood on the top of a mountain and looked at the winding road between the mountains, and thought to himself: It looks like a night battle is going to be fought. (To be continued.) )