"What is that kid doing? How could he run so smoothly on such a path? " Leading the dog that was sniffing and tracking, the soldiers of the Liberation Army squad could not help but question Barnil's life trajectory in a low voice.
It couldn't be said that the warriors were too inexperienced. Some paths could still be traced. However, there were a few unexpected twists and turns that really depended on the dog's sensitive sense of smell. The Liberation Army soldiers who arrived in St. Paul for the first time really could not keep up with the train of thought of this secret passage.
The team did not dare to move too fast. The environment around the path was very suitable for setting up an ambush. It was always better to be careful. After walking for a while, the soldier in front made a gesture, and the whole team stopped. They had reached the end of the secluded path. In front of them were some ordinary looking houses, and further away, the railway could be seen. It seemed that this was the end of the passage.
The team believed that they would be exposed if they went any further, so they retreated along the path they came from. When he returned to the starting point, he saw that the regiment commander had already arrived at the frontlines. When he was reporting, he heard the regiment commander ask, "How are we going to set up camp at night?"
Seeing the team come in, the battalion commander immediately said, "Captain, let's listen to what the reconnaissance team has to say about the situation first. If we can take down the Americans' defensive position on the railway, we probably won't have to sleep at night."
"Quick, tell us." The leader called the team to the table. "This is a new map. Can you understand it?"
After a few glances at the new map, the captain's eyes lit up, and the vice-captain revealed a pleasantly surprised smile. Logically speaking, the command center should be the last unit to get the accurate map, but now it was the frontline that got the accurate map. Although it was somewhat inconceivable, the soldiers fighting on the frontlines naturally wouldn't have any objections.
"We should have departed from here." The captain pointed at a location on the map.
"Yes," the vice-captain immediately replied.
The captain's finger traced the simple and crisp strokes on the map, and very quickly, he drew out the path that he had just passed.
Now that time was tight and the task was heavy, the map could not be especially accurate. In accordance with the operational characteristics of the Liberation Army, any imprecise area was left empty, and at the end of the small road was a large open space.
"Commander, there's a small path here that leads directly to the enemy's defensive position. However, there are still some places in between that the map doesn't show, "the team leader said as he stared at the team leader.
The regiment commander lowered his head and looked at the location for a few seconds. Then, he picked up the map and turned around to walk towards the huge backboard in the command center. The captain and vice-captain's eyes followed the captain's gaze and stopped at the backboard. As if there was an invisible force, the two of them moved towards the backboard.
It was a huge picture that was pieced together from photos. When he got closer, the edges couldn't be completely overlapped. The photo was taken from a side angle, which was quite different from a human's perspective and a simple straight up and down visual angle like a map. However, for a soldier, this was the best angle.
After comparing the map with the photo, the regiment commander pointed at an area made up of small houses and asked, "Are you talking about this area?"
The captain wasn't sure, but the vice-captain's eyes lit up after staring at it for a moment. He pointed at the three trees in the photo and said, "Captain, I remember there were three trees like this over there."
After staring at it for a while and closing his eyes to recall, the captain finally made a judgment. "Captain, this is the place."
"Then we'll use the diversion method. We'll take the main road to attract the Americans' attention here. The troops will follow the small road to rush through here and take down their defensive position. "After the regiment commander finished speaking, he pointed at a very obvious defensive position.
This was a video from more than three hours ago. It could be seen that there were still Americans moving things and fortifying the fortifications. Their small and blurry figures froze at that moment, and the captain of the small team couldn't help but want to take a closer look.
The Americans who were still building the fortifications at around 11 o 'clock in the photo did not freeze in reality. The relatively orderly team at the time was now showing signs of fragmentation. Engineer Mendez thought that the unity from a few hours ago could be maintained to fight against the invading Chinese. The Chinese didn't come. Hunger descended on the defensive position.
"Major, can you distribute some food to the people here now?" Engineer Mendez asked the major.
Physical labor made people hungry. Engineer Mendez, who was filled with patriotism, was also starving at this time. Spiritual richness couldn't provide carbohydrates, especially when a portion of the people who participated in the battle started to search for food on their own. In order to maintain the basic order, Engineer Mendez couldn't find food for himself.
The major had a troubled expression on his face. The United States was a federal country. The construction of the military was based on the pattern of conscription during the war and almost all of the soldiers retired after the war. During the Civil War more than 20 years ago, the number of soldiers in the federal army was as high as millions. More than a year after the war ended, there were less than 100,000 soldiers left in this army. The scale of logistics to provide for 100,000 people didn't need to be large. In the past few months, the federal army had expanded greatly. Although the logistics department was also established, the quality was very low.
If the major hadn't sent people to the rear to ask for food, the federal army would have been starving by now. The logistics and supply units only took care of their own food, according to the number of troops and the number of personnel on paper. The major's regiment was divided into two parts. According to the people who went to ask for food, the logistics officer's face was very long, as if he was angry because of the excessive paperwork.
Therefore, the most important food was only enough for the major and his subordinates to eat two meals. The major of course understood that these volunteers who participated in the battle were starving, but he distributed the food of his troops to people outside of the army, so the troops would starve at night.
Under the dilemma, the major finally said in a low voice, "Lieutenant Mendez, I really want to help but can't. Those National Guard personnel asked them to ask for food themselves. If you want, come to my place and eat. "
"But there are still dozens of people who aren't from the National Guard," Engineer Mendez hurriedly said.
The major shook his head helplessly. "Sir, let them go home first and make some food for themselves. Or let them borrow some food from the nearby people's homes. I will do my best to ask the rear, but the earliest we can get a reply will be tomorrow noon. "
"Then there will be a reply?" Engineer Mendez accurately grasped the key words in the major's words. At this time, the federal army in the position had already roasted some potatoes and began to wolf them down. The fragrance drifted over and drilled into Engineer Mendez's nostrils. "Gurgle …" A long sound came from Engineer Mendez's stomach.
This time, the major's expression became even more awkward. He hurriedly asked the guard to pass two cooked potatoes to Engineer Mendez. Looking at the heavy expression on Engineer Mendez's face, the major let out a long sigh. "Lieutenant, I really have no other choice."
"I will go find the mayor now." Engineer Mendez made up his mind.
"But if you leave …" The major didn't want Engineer Mendez to leave. With such an influential person in St. Paul City on the position, especially with the dozens of people under his command, there was finally someone to coordinate between the federal army and the National Guard. Once Mendez left, at least for a short period of time, their combat strength would be greatly reduced.
"We can't fight on an empty stomach, right? If we continue to starve, you will be the only ones left in the position before nightfall. " A few hours ago, Engineer Mendez was still full of confidence as he prepared to set up an encirclement to ambush the Chinese. Now, his mood had also plummeted. If they continued to starve like this, the gathered locals would scatter. The first problem now was to get enough food for these combatants to persevere.
After giving one of the potatoes to his son, Engineer Mendez walked along the railway toward the city center. Along the way, he had mixed feelings. During the Civil War, Engineer Mendez was under the command of the famous butcher General Sherman. At that time, the army only needed ammunition. Along the way, they would burn, kill, and rob the southern civilians. At that time, they would really rob two bread at a time, eat one and throw the other. They would rob two cows at a time, cut the meat off one and ruin the other. Now, when Engineer Mendez bravely stood up for the country, he realized that in St. Paul, a place that didn't lack food, he actually had to bring his own dry rations.
"Even the US is like this, I guess the Chinese who haven't had time to rob after the long journey will also be hungry," Engineer Mendez thought angrily as he gnawed on the potatoes that weren't very well cooked.
Canned luncheon meat, canned salmon, canned sardines, canned peaches, and canned oranges were handed to the dining car's staff as if they were flowing water. The staff sorted the canned food and threw them into the hot water, then handed the same canned food that had been heated by the hot water to the soldiers who handed over the canned food. The field kitchen car was really convenient. During the battle, it was simple to heat, and during non-battle, it could even be used for frying and cooking.
The instinctive habit of the soldiers from the countryside was to take as much as possible, and this habit was finally changed in the army. It wasn't that the army didn't allow them to eat, but this method of exchange was to be able to carry the weight evenly. They opened the hot cans and received rice. Everyone sat on the empty street of the wealthy district to eat.
Master Huntington looked at the Chinese soldiers wolfing down the food from the crack of the window. He smelled the smell of thousands of cans in the hands of hundreds of people drifting in through the window. He left the window with a solemn expression.
The good food of the Chinese army was good news to Master Huntington. Before the food was finished, the army wouldn't rob, but this also meant that the army probably wouldn't leave St. Paul before the food was finished. How long would the Chinese army occupy? Would they occupy forever? Thinking of such a future, Master Huntington felt extremely heavy in his heart. If the Chinese didn't rob now, would they still insist on this military level in the future?
The Chinese army didn't care what Master Huntington thought. The army's request for these people was very simple. They just had to stay at home and let the Chinese army destroy the Americans who took up arms to resist.
After eating, the army rested for ten minutes. It was already past four o 'clock, and the attack route had been determined. What the army needed to do was to give a fatal blow to the Americans entrenched in the railway defense position.
Captain Wei Jianjun joined the attack with the troops. Before going straight to the destination along the path, the battalion commander assigned tasks. As a result, the troops received a new order on the march. "Everyone speed up and quickly enter the battle."
As soon as the order was given, there was already a loud gunshot in front. As a soldier, Captain Wei Jianjun could hear that the battle wasn't shooting. The Chinese army was fighting while breaking through. From the photos, the Americans' defense position wouldn't collapse so easily.
But since the order was given, he could only obey. When Captain Wei Jianjun led the team to the edge of the defense position, he saw that the red flag of the Liberation Army had been planted at the highest point of the defense position. The vanguard was chasing the fleeing enemy.
Soon, the captives came. As a person proficient in foreign languages, Captain Wei Jianjun took over the responsibility of interrogating.
Listening to the captives, Captain Wei Jianjun's expression became more and more surprised. After interrogating seven or eight captives with bruises and swollen faces, the captain finally suppressed his emotions and reported to the battalion commander.
"The enemy had internal strife because they didn't have food. When our vanguard attacked, they were already fighting among themselves." After saying this, the captain felt that this description was probably a bit damaging to the prestige of the assault force, so he added his own opinion, "Our troops were able to seize this opportunity. They are really too sharp!"
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