The guests on Jeju Island are of course Comrade Li’s Japanese comrades.

Yang Yuan is not convenient for this kind of thing. Even if everyone knows that he is behind the scenes, he cannot participate directly. After all, his identity is different, and Comrade Li is not suitable for this role. Then His Majesty the King of Goryeo is undoubtedly the most suitable one. Anyway, he will also like to see a large-scale civil war in Japan, not to mention that he is more familiar with the situation in Japan than Yang Feng.

Therefore, the important task of helping the Japanese people fight for freedom fell on His Majesty the King of Goryeo.

"Miss Hepburn, can you dance together?"

Yang Feng stood up with satisfaction and walked to Audrey Hepburn, stretched out his hand and said.

The latter is now the most popular star in the world with Roman holidays. Together with Monroe, she can be regarded as the two major money trees of DreamWorks. This time she came to Asia for promotion, so of course she was indispensable to visit the big boss. At this time, Hepburn was no longer as immature as when she first met. She was in her early twenties and could be described as the national beauty.

Or it can be said that it is the picking season.

“Very honored.”

Hepburn stretched out his little hand, stood up with a smile and said.

"Ah, your necklace is beautiful!"

Yang Feng held her waist and looked down at her chest while dancing. A blue gem on her white skin shone brightly in the light.

“This is specially customized by Tiffany for me.”

Hepburn said.

"Ah, Tiffany, I know this name."

As Yang Feng spoke, his hands gently stroked her waist, and Hepburn lowered his head shyly.

"Why would I take you to choose a few jewelry after the dance party? I have always wanted to give you a piece of jewelry."

Yang Feng whispered softly in her ear.

The latter nodded with a red face.

Yang Feng blew gently on her face.

Hepburn's dance steps were messy.

Yang Yuan held her in his arms just right.

"Armsman!"

On a hill called Wangmei Mountain in the distant Teping, under the reflection of the flare, a US soldier with a broken arm was dragging a blood-covered officer with his remaining hand, shouting desolately in the flames of the shell explosion while moving his footsteps.

Not far from him, a captain was carrying a Garland rifle. While firing into the mountain, he retreated and fled, next to a burning Pershing tank.

Suddenly, a strange roar passed by, and the explosion of fire instantly expanded under his feet. The captain disappeared directly into the fire.

The US soldier with his broken arm was still dragging the dead officer and shouting at the ambulance at the top of his lungs.

The bodies of more than one hundred American soldiers around him spread out in the pale light, and the roaring bullets were constantly passing by above his head, and more than a dozen remaining American soldiers were lying on the way to retreat one by one with the whistling sound.

This is the G Company of the Second Battalion that counterattacked the Wangmeishan position. The officer dragged by the soldier was Captain Heath.

On another position not far from them at the same time, the Gallic soldiers holding a bayonet-type 46 automatic rifle were kicking the defeated American soldiers without hesitation.

"Go, you all have to die anyway, so just go and die on the mountain!"

Lieutenant Colonel Monklar, carrying a Type 46 submachine gun, which is the future mp5 in history, opened fire in the sky while shouting at the defeated US military.

It was obvious that the medals and lieutenant colonel's epaulette were covered with him. He gave these panicked American soldiers some courage. After he and the Gaul soldiers drove them, they turned their heads and attacked the positions they had just abandoned with rifles.

"Occurrence, offense, Camonilo!"

Lieutenant Colonel Moncra yelled.

North African soldiers who were not wearing helmets and red cloth on their heads shouted slogans like him, and fired at the top of the mountain with automatic rifles while charging frantically. The infected US troops behind them gradually regained their courage and washed away the shame of defeat in the same fierce posture.

But just as they were about to rush into the grenade throwing distance, four fire dragons suddenly ejected from the volunteer positions and crashed into the middle of the Gallic soldiers. Just like the water flowing against the wall, the solidified oil splashed with flames, and the dozens of Gallic soldiers in the front were caught off guard and were swallowed in an instant.

"Flamethoner!"

The US military behind screamed, looking at the Gaul soldiers rolling and screaming in the sea of ​​fire, turning around without hesitation and fleeing again.

"Bastards, come on. You damn bastards!"

Lieutenant Colonel Moncra looked at the defeated US troops again in grief, but immediately afterwards, his subordinates also began to defeat under the raging of two terrifying fire dragons.

"Damn it, bastard!"

Colonel Freeman was also shouting in grief.

Not far away was a pile of fragmented scrap steel, and the explosion flames continued to rise among the scrap steel.

His 155mm howitzer group had just been wiped out. The 107mm rockets that were constantly firing out from the dark forests in the distance were like nightmares, and now he finally didn't need to worry about how to protect his heavy artillery.

The battle has become a chaotic battle. Many US military positions have been lost under the fierce attack of the volunteers. There are soldiers of both sides entangled in chaos everywhere, fighting to the death with all their weapons, guns, bayonets, engineer shovels and even stone fists that they can use. Both the US and the Gaul army are struggling to support it, looking forward to the arrival of dawn earlier.

Colonel Freeman had lost control of the battlefield at this time, and he had nothing to do. Even the reserves had already been on the battlefield. He was waiting for dawn to arrive early and his reinforcements to arrive early.

But his reinforcements were just a few kilometers away from him, and they were already unable to move forward.

In fact, at this time, it was not only one coalition force that reinforced Tipingli. The 38th Regiment of the 2nd Division, the 29th Brigade of the British Army, and the 7th Division of the Goryeo Army were all striking towards this small town surrounded by mountains, but without exception, they were all blocked by the Volunteer Army. Under Colonel Freeman's desperate urging, Li Qiwei added another Fifth Regiment of Cavalry to him, but the latter was also unable to move forward in front of the Volunteer Army's blocking position.

The troops invested by the Volunteer Army are also increasing continuously. Dipingli is becoming a crucial point and a symbolic point in this battle. Li Qiwei wants to prove that the coalition forces can withstand the attacks of the Volunteer Army, while the Volunteer Army wants to prove that their attacks are still unstoppable. The two commanders are like players on the two arenas, and Dipingli is their arena.

Fortunately, Colonel Freeman was an elite soldier with 6,000 people, and well-equipped and ammunition. Especially the strong combat power of the Gaul foreign legion gave him great help. When dawn came the next day, they were still stuck in the Tinping, but the defense circle had been compressed to a range of less than two square kilometers, but they survived the first night anyway.

Just in the morning sunshine, countless US fighter jets appeared in the sky, and the fierce battles of Tinping gradually calmed down. The equally exhausted volunteers stopped their offensive. They could not continue to attack with so many enemy planes. Therefore, on the periphery of the US defense line, they quickly dug trenches and built bunkers to defend against the US military's counterattack. Of course, it is more important to resist the bombs and solidified oil bombs that are about to be smashed above their heads.

However, they obviously thought too much. Colonel Freeman had no ability to counterattack at this time. In this short night of battle, he lost almost all the tanks and several self-propelled anti-aircraft artillery that had caused heavy losses to the Volunteer Army in history. This thing was basically useless. Almost at the beginning of the battle, it was destroyed by the Volunteer Army's rocket launcher. In addition, it lost more than two-thirds of the heavy artillery. As for the casualties of the soldiers, it was even more shocking.

His subordinates suffered a total of 1,500 casualties.

The casualty rate was one-quarter, but the order he received was still to stick to it.

Fortunately, a large number of helicopters flew over, not only replenished ammunition for them, but also pulled away the bodies of the wounded and some of the dead soldiers. It is said that a batch of reinforcements would be transported to them next. It is obvious that Lieutenant General Li Qiwei was initiated by the Ming army's leap. Although these helicopters such as the Bell 47 Sikorsky S51 were garbage in Yang Feng's eyes, they were actually widely used at this time.

Because the US planes were bombing wildly at this time, the Volunteer Army did not attack during the helicopter takeoff and landing. Of course, it may not be clear about the purpose of this thing. After all, they are here to transport wounded people, and Comrade Li did not want to affect the image of the Volunteer Army. In fact, even though they belong to the enemy, the image of the Volunteer Army has not been demonized. Not to mention that just one preferential treatment of prisoners, it is difficult for anyone to do as good as them.

Of course, the objective reports of the Ming Empire Radio Station are also invaluable.

Colonel Freeman watched the helicopters take off silently, and then sighed melancholy. It was obvious that he didn't know that these planes would not come to pull him away tomorrow. Judging from the current situation, this possibility is very high. He lost one-quarter of his troops in one night. At this time, he should consider surrendering in two more nights.

“What a wonderful night!”

At this time, Yang Yuan, who had worked hard all night, also got up from the bed, and then looked at the little beauty sleeping beside him with satisfaction. The latter's pretty face like a crabapple sleeping spring looked fresh and tender in the sun.

This guy kissed him impolitely.

But Audrey Hepburn, who had been tossed by him all night, was not awakened.
Chapter completed!