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Chapter 59 Logistics (1)

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    When General Van Fleet was about to leave, Paul suddenly remembered something, so he said to the officer: "By the way, General, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you!"

    "Oh? What's the matter?" Van Fleet turned around and looked at Paul's thin face.

    "Do you remember General Han Qi from Taiwan?" Paul asked.

    "Han Qi?" Van Fleet thought about it carefully. He seemed to have heard of this name, but couldn't remember it for a while.

    "Haha, you saw him here a few days ago! That Chinese!" Paul reminded him.

    "Oh, I remember it!" General Van Fleet nodded, vaguely remembering that he was a very shrewd man, at least much more courageous than the Korean soldiers he had seen.  "Did something happen to him?" VanVleet asked.

    "Oh, nothing happened to him!" Paul told him: "It's just that his work did have some results. Through his propaganda, a company of people in the CCP army surrendered to us yesterday. Haha, this  This is something that has never happened since the Chinese entered North Korea. It turns out that I had doubts about whether his mind-attacking tactics would work. It seems that all people have weaknesses, and the CCP¡¯s army is not made of iron. As long as we  Adopting necessary strategies can also dispel their military morale!"

    "This is an unexpected gain!" General Van Fleet couldn't stand it. He thought for a moment and then said to Paul: "We can use this matter to find some reporters to report on these surrenders.  CCP soldiers conduct interviews and carry out propaganda around the world, and I think it will definitely achieve unexpected political effects!"

    Paul was stunned. Van Fleet was right. This is the best way to attack his opponent. War is not just a contest between armies, but more of a political contest.

    Coming out of Pyongyang, there was no peace along the way. The American planes were like flying flies, endlessly bombarding the vicinity of the convoy. More than a dozen cars had already rolled in.  In the ditch, the remaining transport teams composed of cars, large carriages and migrant workers finally hid in the trees in the valley. Even so, they could not escape the harassment of enemy aircraft. This group of aircraft still surrounded the area between the two mountains.  The valley circled, and occasionally a few bombs and incendiary bombs were dropped, causing the dense forest to burn.

    Although Liu Xinghua personally organized the escort team to use anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns to defend themselves, it was like scratching an itch through boots and did not have much effect.  In fact, since the Volunteer Army's logistics supply teams have been equipped with anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns, American aircraft have flown very high. These American pilots are also afraid of death. Although their driving skills are very sophisticated, they are also afraid of being hit by random bombs from the ground.  The salvo arrived.

    ¡°Damn it, these bastards must die a good death!¡± A migrant worker in his thirties cursed at the enemy in the sky who had not left for a long time.

    Liu Xinghua also frowned. The woods were already on fire. Yan Jie, the leader of the car regiment, was organizing people to put out the fire. The enemy planes wanted to force the convoy out of the woods. If they really got out of the woods, then everyone would  There will no longer be any place to hide.

    "Chief, why aren't our planes escorting this section of the road?" On the other side of Liu Xinghua, a young man named Yang Guang asked Liu Xinghua. Along the way, this lively young migrant worker never stopped asking questions. He was not  He is a soldier, so he is not afraid of Deputy Commander Liu Xinghua, who always asks questions that people cannot answer.

    In fact, the journey from Andong, across the Yalu River, to Anju on the Chongchon River, and then to Pyongyang was relatively peaceful. This was because the Chinese Air Force was escorting us. The U.S. Air Force did not dare to do what it did last year.  He came unscrupulously and went unscrupulously.  However, Liu Xinghua knew very well that those Soviet-made MiG fighters painted with the August 1st symbol were not really flown by the Chinese. Most of them were Soviet Air Force wearing volunteer uniforms and disguised as Chinese Volunteers.  The Soviets had their own ideas. They were unwilling to face the United States directly for fear of expanding the war.  After all, like the Americans, they put their strategic focus on Europe. Their support for North Korea was also the result of the division of labor and cooperation on the Communist front. Stalin made a promise to Mao Zedong, and secretly sending the air force to protect the supply lines of the Chinese Volunteer Army was one of the promises.  one.  It was precisely because they were worried that the Americans would discover the Soviet Air Force's participation in the war that when these Soviet pilots were performing missions, in order to prevent the pilots from being caught by the enemy after the plane was shot down, they would never go deep into the areas controlled by the United Nations.  Combat.  Last year, Soviet planes would not cross the line from Anju to Hamhung; after March this year, the situation improved, becauseJust like firing a machine gun, it has to be continuous. Obviously, Captain Yan has experienced this kind of scene many times, otherwise he would not be so skilled that he would not even have time to think about it.

    As Yan Jie's order was shouted, the entire team quickly dispersed. Each company and battalion moved one after another. The fastest was the anti-aircraft artillery company. As the escort of the convoy, the migrant workers were still panicking.  When they were at a loss, they had already occupied the hills on both sides of the road. Before the enemy's plane could approach, the first shell had already been fired. Only a bang was heard in the distance, and a puff of smoke appeared in the mid-air like a cloud.  .  In the smoke and dust, the enemy's first plane had already arrived in the sky, and a bomb also fell on the road. With a "boom", a big hole was blown into the asphalt road, and the surrounding areas had not had time to attack it.  The escaping carriage immediately overturned, and screams rang out among the migrant workers. After the smoke cleared, blood was splattered everywhere.

    "Don't mess up, everyone follow me!" Sun Changcun shouted to the migrant workers. These migrant workers are not soldiers after all. Although they have undergone certain training, they are far less effective than the soldiers. They are like a group of headless sheep.  Just the same, dropping the burden and running around.  "Go to the mountain opposite! Go to the mountain opposite and hide!" Sun Changcun shouted, dragging his lame leg back and forth on the road, directing the somewhat chaotic crowd.  Liu Xinghua knew that the most important thing at this time was to save people's lives, so he also took the initiative to join the ranks of diverting the crowd.

    A total of four American bombers appeared in the sky. Although the anti-aircraft gun shooters and anti-aircraft machine gun shooters on both sides of the road tried their best to hit their opponents, they were unable to catch up with the rapidly changing formations of these enemy planes. The explosions were heard in the sky.  There were one after another on the road, and the casualties of the convoy continued to increase.

    "These bastards!" Yang Guang could only stare at the enemy planes and cursed through gritted teeth, but his fiery gaze could not hit these hovering targets.

    "Run away! They ran away!" Someone suddenly shouted.

    Liu Xinghua raised his head, and sure enough he saw the four enemy planes turning in a circle and then quickly turning to the south. He was a little surprised. Logically speaking, their convoy had just been attacked, and the front and rear were just the same.  In two minutes, the enemy plane abandoned them and ignored them. It was really strange. He couldn't help but raise his head and look in the opposite direction where the enemy was escaping. Several black spots appeared in the distant horizon. They were obviously several planes.  , only when I got closer did I realize that there were also four of them.  People have not yet recovered from the panic, and they thought it was another enemy aircraft formation attacking, but the anti-aircraft gunners on the hilltop were getting excited, and some people were already shouting loudly: "Ours! That's ours!"  It's our plane! It's our plane!"

    Everyone couldn't help but look at it. The four planes quickly plundered from the low altitude, and Liu Xinghua could not help but excite. He clearly saw the bright red five -star on the body!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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