Chapter 979
Time, time, war is about grabbing time!
The entry of the Ninth Corps into North Korea is a typical example of snatching time. In order to get the time, they failed to complete the expected dress-up and trial training work in Northeast China, and suffered heavy losses after entering North Korea. Although later generations concluded that if they had a rest for two days late, they could greatly reduce casualties.
But there is no if in war... China, which has just been reborn, is not Japan, which was "barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes" back then, and dares not bet on national fortune. In the face of a 100,000-yuan front, no one can know so many "ifs" in advance.
Now Zhou Qingfeng is also fighting for time. He has long planned to lead a large army to Xingnan Port at the right time. Kill, destroy, and escape, everything must be completed overnight. So every minute and every second is very important!
The 178th Regiment had reported Zhou Qingfeng's idea of raiding Xingnan Port to the 60th Division. Even the division headquarters dared not make a decision easily for such a major strategic decision, so they could only report it to the Corps Command again. The Corps also had to consider all aspects of issues, and at least they had to discuss with the Volunteer Army Command.
While waiting for the resolution, Zhou Qingfeng advised himself to calm down his anxiety and make some preparations in advance. After all, some work needs to be completed after scrambling time. For example, let the assault troops change into warm winter clothes and have a good meal.
On the cold winter night, the food was frozen hard. The leaders of the regiment originally wanted to take out the field rations in the US military warehouse to eat. But in order to maximize the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, Zhou Qingfeng decided to ask the US military logistics personnel to provide fresh meals that were enough for 3,000 people to eat.
"You are prisoners now. If you want to live comfortably, be obedient. As long as you feed our soldiers, it will be the prisoners' turn to eat. I will punish all those who do not cooperate." Zhou Qingfeng's cold and stern words were enough to make many American prisoners obedient.
With the supervision of Zhou Qingfeng, the American field kitchen is about to start working. Professional chefs produce large quantities of American military A meals, which are the best ingredients, the best cooking, and the best taste.
Bread, chicken legs, pork, macaroni, tomato sauce, and rich exotic foods opened the eyes of the volunteer soldiers who occupied the ancient land. Many people were shocked while keeping their saliva and we couldn't even eat frozen potatoes, but can Americans eat so well?
Since there are a large number of Beibang soldiers in the US military, rice is also available. Zhou Qingfeng asked the field kitchen to cook porridge, and the warm soup could slightly relieve the dry stomach of the volunteers.
"Listen, don't eat too much at once, otherwise you will suffer from abdominal pain or even die." The US military temporarily built multiple restaurants in Gutuli, which can accommodate four or five hundred people to eat at the same time. An officer in the restaurant shouted loudly, fearing that the hungry soldiers would be held to death.
Each time a battalion personnel eat, each time only five minutes. First, drink a bowl of meat porridge, then two eggs and a large bowl of macaroni. The field kitchen is like a group of ragged beggars eating, all the soldiers eat voraciously, and some even shed tears as they eat.
Many people have never had such a big meal so much. Many soldiers thought silently: "If we have such good food these days, how much physical strength can we replenish and how many comrades can we die less?"
After eating, each soldier had two big bread in his pocket, which was fragrant and sweet and soft bread. Zhou Qingfeng wanted to give the soldiers a chicken leg, but when he took the chicken leg out, it was so hard that it could be hit by a hammer, and he couldn't eat it at all.
A group of haggard soldiers walked into the restaurant and came out in full glory five minutes later. The American prisoners responsible for supplying food were also greatly shocked. The soldiers with simple equipment and poor clothes surrounded the 1st Division of the 6th War and fought an arduous battle?
"Did you see? They didn't even have enough shoes, and many people's hands and feet were frozen black."
"They seemed to have been hungry for several days, but this environment did not starve to death."
"God, I can't imagine if I can survive if I fall into this situation? Not to mention fighting."
While whispering, the US military in the field kitchen could only work hard. Because not everyone in the captured US military was obedient, and there were also people who wanted to show their "loyalty and unyielding". These people did not have a good harvest.
There were several 6 team members who were stripped naked in the wind and snow outside the cafeteria. They were those who refused to obey Zhou Qingfeng's orders to serve the volunteer army. Zhou Qingfeng did not kill them directly, but publicly stripped their clothes and showed them naked in front of everyone.
The temperature in the ancient soil on the cold night dropped to minus forty degrees, and it was accompanied by wind and snow. Without warm clothes, the biting cold can freeze people in half a minute and can freeze people to death in two minutes. The severe cold does not even give the 6 team members a chance to repent, and the stiff body cannot speak any words.
Seeing the corpses standing outside frozen into ice sculptures without any mercy, all the American captives felt the same and felt heartbroken. No one wanted to show off and obey Zhou Qingfeng's orders honestly.
The Volunteer Army not only needs a chef who provides food, but also requires a large number of professional skills. First, there are drivers, each car is equipped with two volunteer soldiers with live ammunition, and then a US military driver who drives. Then the company-level cadres lead the team out of Gutuli.
Not long after, the other two regiments of the 60th Division also came to Gutuli like beggars entering the city. The warehouse in Gutuli was immediately turned upside down, and all the military uniforms they had originally reserved were taken out, and the rifles, grenades, machine guns, and mortars were immediately replaced.
The entire battalion went to eat and drink, and everyone praised the capture of Gutuli as a crucial turning point in the battle. Just letting a division fill its stomach is enough to make people feel very satisfied.
"Send two battalions to station in Zhenxingli, south, and then send another battalion to take a car to continue to reconnaissance and guard against the south. Whether it is fighting Xingnan Port or not, we should all force the troops to the south."
"Twenty cars were transferred to provide supplies to the 58th Division surrounding Xiajieyuli. We have a good life, and we must not forget the brothers."
"It's a pity that the planes at Tuguri Airport cannot be used. I really want to send some things to every division surrounding the corps."
"The Americans just have more cars and more planes, and it's easy to do anything." After the commander of the 178th Regiment issued a series of orders, he felt extremely refreshed. The transportation speed of using cars was extremely fast. The original arduous journey of crossing mountains and ridges could be run back and forth in one or two hours, which was too efficient.
However, behind this efficiency is not so humane. In order to allow more American prisoners to serve him, Zhou Qingfeng created a "human statue" of the US military frozen in the snow. No one in the commanders and fighters in the regiment could turn a blind eye to this.
But thinking about how many volunteer soldiers were rescued, and no one in the regiment said to stop him, and even felt deeply relieved. Only Zhou Qingfeng publicly stated, "Isn't it just a violation of the policy of preferential treatment of prisoners of war? I'm not afraid, I will take this matter."
The regiment commander was furious when he heard this: "Get out, you little platoon leader, can you carry it? If you want to carry it, I will carry it. I won't ask for anything else. As long as the soldiers can sacrifice less, I can shoot me."
The political commissar of the regiment was also furious and shouted to the regiment commander: "You are just getting out of here. You are the military chief, and I am the political chief. This matter is mine. After the battle, I will take the initiative to review the organization."
Chapter completed!