In October 1950, Chang Shun crossed the Yalu River with his platoon.
The moment he opened his eyes, he knew what battles lay ahead: Feihu Mountain, Sansuo Village, and Songgu Peak.
He also knew how many men would die. Some companies would be reduced to just seven men by the end.
He looked at the brothers beside him, dressed in thin cotton uniforms, with temperatures at minus thirty and food and ammunition running low.
He had only one thought: they must not freeze to death, they must not starve, and his men must not become mere numbers.
After that, the Americans realized something was wrong with the unit facing them.
Ambushes were useless. Night raids failed. Their supplies vanished every day, and sentries never returned.
Those men on the other side seemed to have eyes everywhere, always five minutes ahead.
In the third year of the war, word came from the other side:
If you encounter the 335th Regiment, take another route.
This is the story of a fierce tiger beneath the Changbai Mountains.
A platoon leader and his men, fighting their way from the Yalu River to Jinzhou.
Three years, through every battle.
It's very interesting. I recommend that the plot be faster, more affordable, and less nonsense.
Really good, I like it very much
Thinking about blessings after decoration before decoration
Very interesting and the plot is reasonable
Very good book
A very interesting novel about the War to Resist U. S. Aggression and Aid Korea.
Good, good, good, good