Time: December 26, 1950, early in the morning.

Location: Near the 38th Parallel, somewhere on a US military position.

Two days ago, the unlucky Lieutenant General Walker died in an unfortunate car accident; and the position of commander of the Eighth Army Group he held was taken over by the famous General Li Qiwei.

By the way, that's the one who likes to hang a grenade and a first aid kit on his chest.

At such a special time, the new commander of the Eighth Army came to this dangerous front line in a simple manner.

After arriving here, even before Li Qiwei came here, she was already mentally prepared.

After preparing the troops under their command, their morale would be quite low under a series of blows and defeats by the Volunteer Army; but when I saw everything in front of me, my heart was still so cold, so cold.

What appeared before him was an army that was extremely panicked.

During these two months, they had been carrying out the orders of their superiors to retreat. It seemed that it had become a habit to retreat and retreat again.

Such a process filled the faces of everyone from soldiers to officers with fear.

In Li Qiwei's eyes, the location selection of this headquarters had no rules at all.

It was actually built on an open, muddy open space; it was surrounded by mountains on three sides, which was particularly suitable for the volunteers to carry out the tactics of outflanking and raiding.

In the headquarters, all kinds of equipment are randomly placed like garbage.

In the headquarters tent, there was a diaper-like tablecloth on the commander's table, with several 10-cent cans on it, which were said to be dinner for the commander.

As soon as Li Qiwei entered the headquarters, the tent was surrounded by soldiers who had heard the news.

They looked at Li Qiwei with confused eyes, waiting for the new commander to give the order to continue retreating until they were allowed to completely withdraw from the Korean Peninsula and get out of this damn war.

Retreat? Of course it is impossible to retreat.

As a lieutenant general, Li Qiwei understood very well that the great Uncle Sam's family was at its peak now because it led the Allied forces to victory in World War II.

It is also a critical moment to lead a group of young people to confront the evil idiots and fight for the right to speak on this planet. We will never allow such a huge defeat to be accepted.

Therefore, after Li Qiwei comforted the soldiers, she began to leave in a hurry.

On the way back, he began to think hard about one thing: how to break the current extremely bad situation of the Eighth Army.

Needless to say, it took Li Qiwei 25 years to be promoted from a non-commissioned officer to a brigadier general. During this period, he had served and advanced training experience in many Guojiahe areas, and he was a very pragmatic grassroots general.

By the time he returned to the headquarters, he already had an idea in mind.

After giving a few instructions to the adjutant, the adjutant was immediately surprised, but after agreeing, he went down and started to prepare.

After a short period of time, the adjutant and several soldiers brought over everything Li Qiwei requested.

Among them were dry food, shoes and socks, military uniforms, weapons and other things that they had exchanged with the volunteers in previous battles, as well as a few prisoners.

It would be a bit confusing not to mention the adjutant. In his eyes, these things can undoubtedly be associated with rags.

There are also a few prisoners of the Volunteer Army. What use can they have?

Li Qiwei naturally had his own intention in asking the adjutant to prepare all this; he was wondering if he could see something different from the equipment that was exchanged in the hands of the volunteers.

After some careful observation, Li Qiwei really saw something.

For example: When Li Qiwei looked at the cotton-padded clothes of the volunteers, she found that these bloated clothes did not have the rain- and snow-proof nylon coating used in soldiers' uniforms.

Therefore, it makes no sound when crawling in the snow and is very suitable for hiding. However, once it gets wet, wearing this kind of clothing will be a disaster.

After he picked up a few bolt-action rifles, as well as different submachine guns such as M3 and Bobosha, he looked at them.

It can be determined that the Volunteer Army seriously lacks automatic weapons in light weapons; and the gap in anti-armor weapons and anti-aircraft weapons is even more serious.

Most importantly, he picked up a food bag sewn with coarse cloth.

After opening it, I found some yellow powder inside, which looked a bit like fried flour.

Li Qiwei could swear that just looking at these yellow powders, with such a bad appearance and color, he had no appetite at all.

Just to get to know his opponent better, he still grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth.

At most two or three seconds later, Li Qiwei coughed violently like a terminal tuberculosis patient; while coughing, she spit out the yellow flour she had just eaten.

Brother Su! This feeling is terrible.

It was when he felt like he had eaten a handful of sand, and it choked his throat and the mucous membrane of his mouth, which was indescribably uncomfortable.

God knows that those volunteers ate these things and used them as the only source of heat for their bodies in the freezing and snowy environment of Goryeo.

That is to say, the adjutant saw that something was not going well and quickly brought a pot of water, which made Li Qiwei like a thirsty mule. Only after drinking the whole pot of water did she regain her composure.

Otherwise, the commander of the Eighth Army, who has only been in office for two days, might choke to death like this.

In the end, when he wiped the saliva from his mouth with a handkerchief, and even the tears and snot that had been choked out, the head of the Eighth Army had a very ugly expression on his face.

The reason is as he cursed later:

"Damn it! Our opponents are still using rifles from the last century, they are still eating the same bad food, and even their clothes can't even keep them warm.

But under the blockade of the plane, they actually used their legs to catch up with our wheels, killing and capturing our soldiers.

What kind of power do they have in their bodies that allows them to magically do this? Without studying it clearly, I think we will never be able to defeat such an opponent."

Of course! General Li Qiwei, who has served in the military for many years.

Nor will he completely lose his fighting spirit under the above blow.

After trying hard to calm down his mood, he began to study it seriously, and finally discovered a fatal loophole in the Volunteer Army.

That is the supply of the Volunteer Army. It is not like the soldiers who can supply at any time through convoys or even empty tanks after occupying absolute air superiority.

Compared with the soldiers, they have no logistics at all. Everything they need in battle can only be carried by one person.

The supplies carried, whether they are food or ammunition, can only last for a week at most.

Once it is used up, there is no way to get any replenishment from your side during the battle.

After thinking of this, Li Qiwei's spirit became extremely high; in the following time, he asked several more prisoners of the Volunteer Army.

Finally, after considering all the above situations.

Under his continuous conception and improvement, Li Qiwei came up with what would later be called the 'magnetic tactics' or the 'worship offensive'...

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At the same time, somewhere along the straight line from the 38th Parallel, it was actually not too far away.

"Lao Hu, Lao Yang and the others sent a telegram~"

After Zhan Ge trotted over, he first took a look at the nearby location and saw that there were no other volunteer soldiers, and then secretly thrust a telegram into Hu Biao's hand.

The whole process seemed very cautious and secretive.

There is no way! Based on the current status of the Zhongzhou team, the highest position they have is Hu Biao, who holds the position of deputy squad leader on his head, not even a serious officer.

Wouldn't it be very suspicious if, in front of other volunteers, he took out a radio at every turn and started ticking reports to the outside world?

Therefore, after officially joining the 148th Division, he could only sneak out with Hanshuang for about half an hour every day and use the radio to communicate with the outside world.

Try to see if you can use the agreed frequencies to contact other teams such as Maozi.

As a result, during today's contact, I don't know if other teams were contacted, but I received a telegram from Lao Yang.

After picking up the telegram, Hu Biao read it ten lines at a time, then tore the note in his hand into pieces, and finally crushed it into a small ball of paper and flicked it into a certain snowdrift with his fingers.

The telegram sent by Lao Yang did not contain anything too important.

I just told Hu Biao and the others that the results of their last mission may have been due to the corrections made by the system, but they did not change the overall process of history.

According to the information Yang Dongli learned, the old man is just like the original timeline.

Regarding the current Goryeo battlefield and the overall international situation, the same instructions were given:

To overcome and endure all difficulties, the Volunteer Army must cross the 38th Parallel; even if they stop to rest shortly after crossing the line, they must resolutely cross the line.

After seeing the above instructions, Hu Biao understood that they represented one thing:

Five days later, that is, on December 31, the third battle will still start on time; at that time, the first phase of this mission will also be officially triggered.

As for the specific content? Hu Biao couldn’t guess.

But one thing is for sure, with the system seeming to be getting more and more screwed up lately, it won't be easy.

After thinking about this, Hu Biao asked Zhan Song on the side: "By the way! Have you contacted other teams?"

"No? Hanshuang has started to try happiness for the second time, but still hasn't contacted any team."

After hearing Hu Biao's question, Zhan Ge answered.

Under such a statement, Hu Biao raised his wrist and glanced at the time; he realized that they had been out for almost half an hour, and if they did not return to the station, they might be suspected by others.

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For this reason, he said to the war song:

"Forget it, go tell Ma Gan and the others that this is the end of the day, and we will contact you again tomorrow; anyway, I always feel that this time the team battle will not be that simple."

After hearing this, Zhan Ge ran away again, notifying Han Shuang, Lang Qing and the other two who were hiding in a secret location to send the message, put away the radio and returned.

In the following time, the four of them pretended that nothing happened and returned to their company's station.
To be continued...