In the middle of the night to resist US aggression and aid Korea, Xu Zhenshan heard the roar of artillery behind him, and the enemy retreated.
Xu Zhenshan was born in Mengyin County, Shandong Province in 1927, participated in the revolution at the age of 15, joined the party at the age of 16, experienced the baptism of the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression and the War of Liberation, and was nicknamed "Xu Daring". After entering the Korean War, he served as an instructor of the reconnaissance company of the 120th Division.
After the 40th Army crossed the Yalu River, the troops marched to the predetermined area in two directions, and it was the reconnaissance company that searched and advanced in front.
Scouts are night tigers among night tigers, and Xu Zhenshan has long been accustomed to this kind of "night life" and vanguard role; unlike in China, there are more Korean officers and soldiers, and each reconnaissance company is about a quarter.
It has been the fourth day of Xiaosu's night trip, and Xu Zhenshan and the reconnaissance company have not found any hostile situation. In the middle of the night, I entered a ravine on the north side of Yunshan, and an independent grass house on the side of the road rarely revealed some light.
Pushing the door in, a big man got up from the kang, hung a carbine around his neck, and said "Su Ku Ha Shimida" (hard work), went down to the ground to shake hands with Ma Zhentang, Xu Zhenshan and the clerk stepped forward to hold it down and surrender the gun. When I asked, this kid was a reconnaissance staff officer of the South 6th Division, a peer.
This was one of the first prisoners of the Volunteer Army.
After the first battle, Xu Zhenshan and his reconnaissance company were ordered to go deep behind enemy lines, blow up the highway bridges from the stadium to Yuanchuan and Yongbyon, and prevent the enemy from fleeing south. Arrived before dawn, 100 kilograms of explosives tied to the bridge pier, boom thought the task had been completed, and saw that the bridge pier was less than half blown up, and there was still half of it open to traffic. There's no other trick, just get a car across the bridge.
Soon a large truck with a canopy came, stopped, and the flashlight shone into the compartment, all of them were wounded, and naturally they became prisoners of Xu Zhenshan and the reconnaissance company.
Before the start of the second battle, the division asked the reconnaissance company to catch two "tongues" in 24 hours and ask for American troops. On the highway from Gray Tau Cave to Yongbyon, US military vehicles usually come and go, but this time the 2nd platoon commander Lan Fuchen led people to lurk there all night, and there was no one in sight, Xu Zhenshan took two squads and went again.
Company Commander Ma Zhentang was seriously wounded in the first battle, and the military and political burden was on Xu Zhenshan's shoulders. When more than 100 U.S. troops advanced to 100 meters, Xu Zhenshan's carbine rang out, and the machine gun, submachine gun, and carbine suddenly rang out into a point, and when the grenade also exploded in the enemy group, Zhang Hongqin, the leader of the 1st squad, had already led the capture team up. The two American soldiers lay behind a big rock, ignoring their heads and tails, and the two picked up one and ran up the mountain.
If you can't run the wheels of a car on the road, it's basically safe to climb over the mountains. At first, the two captives were quite obedient, and soon the shells were lined up on the mountain**, whistling as if they were going to hit the back of the head, and they "made trouble" and "made trouble" and did not leave.
Finish. At such a moment, there is no one who is more afraid of planes and shells than the American soldiers, of course, their own planes and shells. The American soldiers are big, and they are uphill again, dragging them like dead dogs for a while, and they can't go far.
The enemy who came out of the gray hole to reinforce arrived, and the two captives were still struggling "noisy" and "noisy", and one did not catch and rolled down. There is no way, only let them stop "making trouble" at all.
The tongue "didn't catch it back, and there were a few people." The chief listened to the report, his face was blue, and he didn't say a word. The last time I blew up the bridge, I captured a carload of wounded enemy soldiers, the US army, the Yugoslav army, and a Philippine health soldier, all of them were "tongues", and it didn't take much effort to get them - why is it so difficult this time?
It had been 24 hours, and the night was dark and dreary, Xu Zhenshan took four capable veterans to walk around a village on the side of the road. Most of the U.S. troops are double posts, looking for opportunities to touch two. Suddenly, my foot stumbled, it was a ** line, I was overjoyed, cut it, and waited for the rabbit nearby. After a while, the flashlight flashed and two line checkers came over, shining around at the broken line, and just squatting down with a few grunts, five people jumped up, hungry tigers pounced.
On the last day of 1950, the third battle was fired. Division commander Luo Chunsheng pointed to the map and personally explained the task to Xu Zhenshan: You lead a capable team, set off after dark, insert it from the 800 heights, go straight to the Jingbing Pavilion West Bridge through Fengshui Courtyard, and rush to the Taichuan Highway before dawn to block the enemy fleeing south from the 800 heights, and cooperate with the main force to encircle and annihilate.
The front of the 800 highland position was full of barbed wire, mines, and deer, but there were no such things in a deep ditch next to the highway, and Xu Zhenshan led the top soldiers to climb over. Machine gun cover and watched the team of 70 people pass safely. There was a crackling sound of footsteps on the hillside ahead, and a group of Southern troops came down.
Xu Zhenshan is familiar with this situation, and he answers the past correctly in a few words, and it is safer to follow the enemy.
At two o'clock in the second half of the night, he saw the Jingbing Pavilion Bridge, and Xu Zhenshan checked it on the map again. In the middle of the night, the roar of artillery was heard behind him, and after dawn the enemy was seen retreating. It was still Xu Zhenshan's gun, and he put the enemy about 20 meters in front of the position before pulling the trigger. The reconnaissance company is a single soldier, and the firepower is not strong, but the hills on both sides of the highway are controlled, and the stunt of the Southern Army to climb the mountain and climb the stone and flee in all directions must not be displayed.
At this time, the South Korean Army also understood the prisoner policy of the Volunteers. As soon as the captives were brought under the bridge, another group of enemies came to the north. Another surprise attack, another shouting, but the other party was indifferent. There were two battalion commanders among the prisoners, Xu Zhenshan asked them to shout, and one battalion commander called me Battalion Commander Park, I and Battalion Commander Jin are both here, the volunteers treat the prisoners preferentially, surrender quickly, there is no other way. The enemy, who was lying in the ditch by the side of the road, first looked up, then stood up after a while, and raised his hands with and without guns.
After returning from North Korea, Xu Zhenshan served as the deputy political commissar of the Jinzhou Military Division, and since the fifties of the last century, he has become a heroic figure in Jinzhou teenagers vying to study, and in his later years published his autobiography "Veteran's Salary". Pay tribute to Xu Zhenshan, a veteran of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea!