Li Shaokang lowered his head and leaned against the binoculars. The Liberation Army Air Force's reconnaissance aircraft was designed to be very user-friendly. The downward-facing binoculars had an adjustment device that could be operated directly from the back of the two-seat plane. Looking down from above, there were many white traces of waves on the surface of the lake.
"Lower the altitude and fly back along the lake shore once," Li Shaokang ordered the pilot.
The pilot did not care whether he was observing the lake or the ground. His job was to operate the plane well. After hearing the order, the pilot asked, "Captain, what's the situation?"
Li Shaokang replied, "There seem to be a lot of boats on the lake. Let's lower the altitude and see where they are going."
The pilot did not seem to support Li Shaokang's view. He said loudly, "Captain, those boats are not going fast. Let's go back first. Let's repair the plane before taking off to investigate. Those boats can't go far. "
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strange collision sound from the plane. Li Shaokang and the pilot, who were in the cockpit, instantly forgot about the enemy below the plane. The shock waves generated by the collision spread to the two of them. Both of them were soldiers who were very familiar with planes, but in the face of such a situation, both of them widened their eyes in horror and could not react at all. It was not their fault that they were so helpless. The Air Force's accumulation was far from enough for them to adjust in the air.
A moment later, with a loud crash, all the collision sounds stopped. Not only did the collision no longer exist, but all the machinery of the plane also stopped. Li Shaokang could no longer feel the slight tremors of the whole plane. What he could feel was his own body trembling uncontrollably in such a situation.
"Captain, captain! Sit tight! I'm trying to make the plane circle around and see if we can fly back and land on our position! "The pilot shouted in the silence.
Li Shaokang instinctively held the telescope's lens tightly with both hands, although this thing was not meant to help stabilize his body in a crisis. Li Shaokang did not notice this. He just said to the pilot in a calm voice as much as possible, "Our lives are in your hands. Don't worry, fly well. I trust you! "After saying that, Li Shaokang leaned back in the flight seat with his lips closed and did not say a word.
The plane was a few hundred meters above the ground. Even if Hu Xingzhi looked up, he wouldn't be able to see what was happening in the sky. Therefore, Hu Xingzhi did not know that his old friend Li Shaokang was facing an unprecedented crisis in the sky. At this time, Hu Xingzhi was faced with the cold stares of the soldiers of the 3rd Battalion. The soldiers who were carrying the stretchers and retreating did not say a word. When they saw Vice Battalion Commander Wei Jianjun waving his hand for them to move quickly, they carried the stretchers around Hu Xingzhi and quickly walked towards the rear.
Under normal circumstances, Hu Xingzhi would probably be a little angry or at least very unhappy after receiving such a cold treatment. However, looking at the long line of stretchers, he didn't want to say anything. Hu Xingzhi took a few steps to the side to give the stretcher team a better path. Not only were the wounded on the stretchers injured, but also the wounded who were being helped off the battlefield. Many of the soldiers who took part in the stretcher team also had their arms wrapped in white bandages. It seemed that they were not completely invulnerable. As for Wei Jianjun, who was in front of Hu Xingzhi, his face was plastered with a large square piece of cotton gauze. Those were the more obvious wounds. Wei Jianjun's face also had several small wounds that had already dried up that he didn't even have time to treat. One of the long wounds was not far above his eyebrow. If it was a centimeter lower, it would be Wei Jianjun's eye.
"How many troops are left in the 3rd Battalion?" Hu Xingzhi gathered his thoughts and asked a question related to the war.
"Less than one company can fight." Wei Jianjun replied coldly.
"Do you think we can still defend this place?" Hu Xingzhi asked the question he was most concerned about.
Wei Jianjun was quite angry at this question. He replied bluntly, "Won't you know if we can defend this place yourself?" After losing his temper, Wei Jianjun did not give up. He continued to say angrily, "This is all rocky ground. If the enemy's shells fall on the muddy ground, we still have places to hide. Now, on this rocky ground, the stones from the shells are like shrapnel. I took a rough look and most of the wounded comrades were not injured by shrapnel, but by the stone shrapnel. If there are no suitable shell-proof holes, we shouldn't stay here. We don't have to be afraid of the enemy. As long as we fire at this place, no matter how many of them come, they will all die. "
Hu Xingzhi also felt that what Wei Jianjun said made sense, but he did not want to give up just like that. This large area was not good for shell-proof, but it was good for attacking. If there were no troops stationed here, once the command center gave the order to attack, Hu Xingzhi would have to waste time. No matter how unsuitable this large piece of land was for defense, it was really too suitable for attacking.
"Let's go! Let's go check out the terrain! "Hu Xingzhi ordered Wei Jianjun. After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward.
The two of them did not go far when Hu Xingzhi's guard suddenly pointed to the sky in front of them and said, "Regiment Commander, there's something over there."
Hu Xingzhi looked up and saw a reconnaissance plane flying lower and lower. It was heading towards this relatively flat area, and it looked like it was going to land directly. Hu Xingzhi was dumbfounded. There were special airports for planes to take off and land. What was the meaning of this plane landing by the lake?
Just when Hu Xingzhi was at a loss, the sound of artillery came from the air. Judging from the sound of the artillery shells cutting through the air, the Americans' artillery was firing in the direction of the plane, which was also the direction where Hu Xingzhi was. A thought suddenly came to Hu Xingzhi's mind. 'Why am I so f * cking unlucky?'
A strong arm grabbed Hu Xingzhi's clothes and roared, "Follow me!" Hu Xingzhi was pulled by Wei Jianjun straight to the back of a large rock nearby. Hu Xingzhi's guard also followed the two of them straight to the relatively safe place.
After the three of them threw themselves on the rock, the Americans' artillery shells were already whistling over. When the artillery shells exploded violently in all directions, Hu Xingzhi could no longer care about his image. He, Wei Jianjun, and the guard all hugged their heads and shrank behind the rock.
This terrifying experience made Hu Xingzhi confused at first. He never thought that he would suddenly fall into such a predicament. In the midst of the chaos, Hu Xingzhi's mind was trying to find the problem. Then, a thought suddenly popped up and made Hu Xingzhi's mind clear. 'If only I had come here to inspect from the beginning!'
If Hu Xingzhi had known the situation on the lakeside from the beginning, he would probably have already considered how to set up the position if they were shelled. If Hu Xingzhi had known the situation on the lakeside from the beginning, he would have been able to come up with a suitable solution immediately after the third camp was hit by such a fierce artillery attack. If he had been here from the beginning, at least Hu Xingzhi would not have fallen into such a dangerous situation now. After all, in the previous two days, the Americans did not carry out a large-scale artillery attack on the lakeside.
In addition to this reflection, Hu Xingzhi also remembered the education in military school. 'The commander should try his best to understand the environment in which the troops are located.'
Being sandwiched between the guard and Wei Jianjun, Hu Xingzhi knew that his chances of survival were the highest among the three. 'If I can do it all over again, I won't make the same mistake next time!' Hu Xingzhi thought to himself. At this moment, Hu Xingzhi suddenly felt that his left arm was pierced by something hot, and then a sharp pain that penetrated deep into his bones spread to his brain. He wanted to scream, but the severe pain made Hu Xingzhi unable to even make a sound.
At nine o 'clock in the morning, the military received the news. The reconnaissance plane that the Air Force's commander, Li Shaokang, was on had a malfunction and was forced to land on the lakeside. The plane was almost completely destroyed, Li Shaokang was seriously injured, and the pilot was killed.
At the same time, Hu Xingzhi, who was on the lakeside, was attacked by the US military when he was inspecting the third regiment under his command. Hu Xingzhi's left arm was hit by shrapnel and he was seriously injured. The deputy commander who went to pick up the wounded of the third camp was directly hit by the artillery and unfortunately died.
Although the accident of the Air Force's commander and commander did not affect the overall situation of the 24th Division, the appearance of two familiar names in such a report definitely did not make Qi Rui feel good.
What made Qi Rui even more unhappy was that the Air Force's reconnaissance report also came out. The US military was leaving the port of Duluth by ship. Although there was a possibility that the US military could attack the Liberation Army from behind, Qi Rui did not think this was realistic. The commander of the US military showed a very decisive decision. He chose to escape from Duluth. This made Qi Rui's hope of wiping out the defending troops fail. This made Qi Rui very unhappy.
Of course, this unhappiness was limited. Brigadier General Arthur had already left Duluth on a ship. Although he claimed to be retreating from Duluth, in fact, Brigadier General Arthur only withdrew the elite troops that he agreed with. The locals and some non-elite troops were mercilessly left in Duluth. They either waited for the fleet to return or retreated on their own. As for whether these people could successfully escape, Brigadier General Arthur was not confident. In fact, he did not care.
Facing the group of officers who fled Duluth with him, Brigadier General Arthur said loudly, "Everyone, I will be back! I will definitely fight my way back to Duluth! "
After the successful retreat, the officers were in a good mood. In any case, they knew what would happen if they continued to be surrounded by the Chinese. In such a relaxed situation, the officers couldn't help but feel moved when they heard Brigadier General Arthur's words.
Brigadier General Arthur did not say any more heroic words. He just stood at the bow of the ship with his hands behind his back and gazed at Duluth in the distance.
At this moment, Lieutenant Shi Qian received the order to attack the port. Wei Jianjun was on a flat land south of the port, while Lieutenant Shi Qian was on a mountain north of the port. After receiving the order, Lieutenant Shi Qian immediately led the company forward. Last night, they worked until ten o 'clock at night to set up all the barbed wire. If they wanted to attack the US military, they had to cross this obstacle first.
Looking down with binoculars, Lieutenant Shi Qian saw that the Americans near the port were fighting over some boats. Some people were pushed off the boats and fell into the lake. Some Americans threw some wood into the lake, then jumped into the lake and swam away with the wood.
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