Of course.
This is just a deduction based on the current battlefield situation and the Volunteer Army’s offensive and objectives.
The specific situation still depends on the subsequent offensives by the Volunteer Army.
Because at this mont, within the broadcast storyline, the first night’s attack has just ended, and both sides have sensed sothing amiss.
At this ti.
The sky within the storyline has begun to lighten.
Throughout the Changjin Lake region, after a night of fierce attacks, the Volunteer Army has switched from offense to defense, with soldiers hidden throughout the mountains.
Inside Li Ran’s broadcast room.
With the sky brightening, the soldiers of the United States finally dared to co out.
Li Ran followed others out of the tent; they had fought through the night in darkness, and upon erging, they heard the shocked voices of US Army veterans:
"Oh, my God...."
The scene that greeted them was enough to incite fear.
Yesterday’s orderly front defense lines had turned into ruins, with the snow stained dark red by piled corpses.
Twenty or thirty corpses of soldiers from the United States lay frozen in various positions on the ground.
So were shot in the head, others blown up.
Inside the camp were traces of artillery fire and the pervasive sll of gunpowder.
On the mountains around.
No trace of the Volunteer Army could be found.
As if they had never been there.
If it hadn’t been for the actual blockade they faced all night.
The soldiers from the United States would definitely not believe such forces could exist; just their camouflage technique alone was numbing, leaving no trace.
At this mont.
The sound of bombers echoed in the sky.
Arican planes swooped over the mountains around Riutang Village, continuously dropping incendiary bombs.
Boom boom boom boom——
Explosions rose constantly on the mountains, providing so confidence to the soldiers within the camp.
Under the commander’s orders.
So soldiers quickly cleaned the battlefield.
Dragging back the corpses of the fallen US soldiers and advancing towards the front lines where last night’s fierce battles occurred.
Li Ran followed others, heading to the front lines to clean the battlefield.
....
On the other side.
Inside the live broadcast room of neighboring Xinxing Village host Zheng Chen.
The situation was not optimistic.
Compared to Riutang Village and lower Chosin Reservoir, one was the main force, and the other the division command center.
The US 31st Regint at Xinxing Village had beco the Volunteer Army’s breakthrough point.
The Volunteer Army at the other two locations followed orders and switched to a defensive posture during the day, but at Xinxing Village, the fierce attacks from the Volunteer Army persisted.
Xinxing Village, at dawn.
On the high ground beside the US camp.
Firepower tore through the sky.
Tanks from the United States crunched over frozen ground, engines roaring, climbing towards the hill ahead.
The tank barrels slowly elevated, aiming at rudintary defensive structures on the hill.
Boom——!
Boom——!
The voice of the Arican commander resonated over the radio:
"Advance! Advance!"
Upon hearing the command.
Many soldiers from the United States rushed out from behind cover, following the tanks, advancing towards high ground.
Zheng Chen mingled among them.
But positioned further back, after a night of fierce fighting, soldiers from the United States looked weary, including Zheng Chen, but nobody dared to let down their guard.
Since the battle wasn’t over; relaxing could an losing one’s life.
Tanks advanced towards the mountain defense structures while reporting coordinates over the radio.
The artillery base at the foot of the mountain bombarded the mountain peak based on these coordinates, shells exploding continuously atop the mountain, causing slight tremors.
Smoke covered the area, enveloping the entire mountaintop.
As the tanks advanced.
The Volunteer Army’s weapons on the peak couldn’t inflict damage on these tanks, and there was increasingly less resistance.
Faces of US soldiers revealed joy.
Did the enemy give up?
However.
As they got closer to the summit positions.
Suddenly!
Dozens of stick hand grenades were lobbed over from the reverse slope of the high ground, flying in arcs towards the US Army’s ranks.
They noticed.
But it was too late.
The Volunteer Army tid their grenades perfectly, almost exploding upon landing.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Grenade fragnts pinged off tank armor, causing no damage, but infantry following behind were caught off guard, and several were killed.
Imdiately, dense gunfire ca from the peak defenses.
Although unable to damage the tanks, US soldiers kept falling.
Host Zheng Chen’s heart pounded, hiding behind rock, nearly killed by the explosion, but luckily he had been positioned further back.
Thinking about peeking out.
Urgent voices of the Arican commander over the radio were heard, prompting a heightened density of artillery fire from below.
The mountain explosions beca constant.
The entire slope showered with fragnts, stones, scattering everywhere.
After half an hour of continuous bombardnt.
The soldiers from the United States received orders to proceed again.
This ti.
Drawing even closer to the summit defensive positions, now rely twenty to thirty ters away.
Suddenly.
Figures leapt from the heights, so clutching explosive packs, others carrying bayonets.
US soldiers hastily fired, but the Volunteer Army had closed in.
Bayonets drew blood.
Zheng Chen thought that given such firepower, the Volunteer Army would abandon their positions, and so moved forward to stream the situation.
But didn’t expect to be confronted head-on by the Volunteer Army.
Instinctively raised his gun to block, but it was too late; a bayonet instantly pierced into his abdon.
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