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Chapter 610: Ammunition, Ammunition

When the first trace of consciousness gradually regained consciousness, Young Master Chu felt that the familiar warmth around him was missing.

He opened his sleepy eyes and habitually looked for the figure of Bai Xiaolu, but found the bed empty. He rubbed his tired eyes, trying to dispel the remaining sleepiness, and slowly sat up, stretched, and felt the stretch of his muscles.

Young Master Chu stepped barefoot on the soft carpet, and the curtains slowly opened automatically. In an instant, the scene of the outside world flooded into his vision.

The setting sun was like a burning fireball, hanging in the sky, dyeing half of the sky into a gorgeous orange-red color. The clouds were rendered into a picture of gold and purple interweaving, which was beautiful beyond words.

The occasional sound of birds singing adds a bit of liveliness to the empty evening.

When Young Master Chu was immersed in the tranquility of the moment, Bai Xiaolu's message appeared on his mobile phone screen.

[Yuchen, I didn't wake you up because you were sleeping so soundly. I have also picked up my parents and reunited with Sister Yitong's family. We are on our way to the Jingcheng Hotel... Let's have dinner together tonight.]

Young Master Chu smiled gently and quickly replied, "Okay, I'll be there as soon as possible."

Putting down his phone, he walked towards the bathroom, the water flowing, making him feel comfortable...

……

Just as Young Master Chu and his family were having a happy gathering at the Capital Hotel, a great battle was about to take place on the Korean Peninsula, thousands of miles away.

North Korea, inside the command hall.

Chief of the General Staff General Cui Yuan, holding a baton tightly in his hand, stood in front of the sand table, confidently explaining the latest combat plan to the third generation.

"Your Excellency the Sandaime."

General Cui Yuan's voice was deep and powerful. "Since we received intelligence from Daxia that the South Korean coalition might be short of ammunition, I immediately took action and launched a exploratory offensive on both the eastern and western fronts."

He gently moved the baton in his hand on the sand table, accurately pointing out several key locations: "Preliminary reconnaissance results show that the enemy's counterattack has significantly weakened, especially on the western front. The coverage and frequency of their artillery fire have dropped significantly."

Cui Yuan turned his gaze to the Sandaime who was sitting on the side and saw that the latter was listening attentively. He then continued to explain his battle plan:

"Based on this, I have concentrated all 200 PHL-03 self-propelled rocket launchers supported by Daxia on the western front, and prepared to concentrate all our efforts to launch another attack at 8 o'clock tonight, vowing to break through the South Korean Han River defense line and completely besiege the capital."

The Sandaime listened quietly, the cigarette in his hand trembling slightly at his fingertips. In the smoke, his deep eyes projected an elusive thought.

After a long while, he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a deep voice: "General Cui, the failure of the first two Han River battles was not because of our insufficient firepower or the lack of bravery of our soldiers... but because of the lack of professional pontoon bridge units that could quickly build pontoon bridges on the surface of the Han River, so that the landing troops could not get strong support."

The Sandaime's words were decisive and to the point, "Without an effective means of crossing the river, even the strongest army cannot overcome natural obstacles and achieve a strategic breakthrough."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Cui Yuan nodded in agreement: "But this time, we are also fully prepared. The two battalions of pontoon troops supporting us from the Daxia military have already been deployed.

As long as our vanguard troops can occupy the beachhead, two pontoon bridges across the Han River that can support the passage of heavy armored vehicles can be built within an hour.

Our tanks and armored vehicles will be able to cross the Han River continuously, and the South Korean army will be defeated at the first blow."

The Sandaime nodded, and after careful consideration, he said, "I approve of your plan of defending the east and attacking the west in principle."

"but."

The Sandaime reminded: "Remember Daxia's request, the capital city can only be surrounded but not attacked.

The strategic purpose of our encirclement of the capital is mainly to cut off the direct connection between the South Korean government and its local areas, forcing it to make major concessions to us in future negotiations. "

"Understood, Your Excellency."

Cui Yuan solemnly promised: "I will once again remind the commanders at all levels on the front line to remember your orders."

……

There are bridges across the Han River. As it is near the capital of South Korea's capital, there are many bridges spanning the two sides of the Han River.

Although the South Korean army did not destroy them during their retreat, any commander with a sound mind could have realized that these bridges were very unreliable and must have been the focus of defense for the defenders on the other side.

In addition, there were strict orders from above not to attack the urban area of ​​the capital, so the front-line commanders of North Korea simply avoided these bridges as far as possible and chose new landing points on the east and west sides of the capital.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the night was as dark as ink.

The silence on both sides of the Han River was eerie.

Under the moonlight, the waves on the river surged, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

On the north shore, North Bang's assault troops were on high alert, with hundreds of rubber boats and speedboats lined up in a row. Every inch of land was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, foreshadowing that a life-and-death battle was about to begin.

Suddenly, on the north bank of the Han River, three flares shot up into the sky, piercing the silent night sky.

On the artillery positions, the artillery arrays of twenty battalions roared, tearing the night sky apart again and again, bursting into dazzling sparks.

&34;Boom...boom...boom...boom...&34;,

"Whoosh... whoosh whoosh... whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Each large-caliber howitzer and rocket launcher is like a giant beast in ancient mythology, spewing angry flames and releasing destructive power on the other side.

Load, aim, fire...

The artillerymen were working enthusiastically, repeating a series of precise operations in an orderly manner.

The torrential artillery fire instantly covered the entire defense line on the south bank.

"Fight back!"

Frontline command center of the Han River defense line in South Korea.

Defense Minister Lee Byung-chan, who was in charge of the command, had a stern face, his eyes fixed on the tactical map, his fingers constantly tapping the table, and loudly ordered: "Notify all artillery groups to immediately give North Korea sufficient counterattacks. The flares must illuminate the entire river surface to prevent North Korea from forcing a crossing of the Han River."

"Yes, Your Excellency the Minister of Defense."

The adjutant, with a serious expression, immediately conveyed the latest instructions to the operations staff.

"Defense Minister Li."

At this time, Cui Mingyuan, the commander of the First Division, who had been standing next to Li Bingcan, suddenly spoke up. He quickly glanced around the busy command room and whispered to Li Bingcan:

"Sir, our army now has less than half a base of ammunition. If we fight back with all our strength, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out for less than an hour."

"asshole."

Li Bingcan's face suddenly turned gloomy at that moment, and his originally tense nerves were almost broken by the sudden news.

"Snapped!"

He slammed the table, and the heavy wooden tabletop made a dull sound, almost covering up the noise of the surrounding staff.

His eyes were like ice, flashing with a cold light, and his eyes were fixed on Cui Mingyuan: "Immediately, let the rear replenish ammunition. If those poor North Koreans break through the Han River, the capital will be finished. We will all be finished too."

"Sir, where are the ammunition now?" Cui Mingyuan replied angrily, his tone full of helplessness and dissatisfaction. "The remaining ammunition in the rear was forced to be taken to the Eastern Front by Bradley."

"Ammunition, ammunition!" Li Bingcan's voice rose several decibels, anger and disappointment surging in his chest, like a volcano about to erupt. "How could this happen... We clearly had a chance to win this war, why did this problem arise at the most critical moment?"

"Sir, you have been fighting on the front lines, so you may not be very clear about the situation." Cui Mingyuan carefully glanced around the busy and chaotic command room, then lowered his voice and said to Li Bingcan: "General, there are many people here, and some things are not convenient to say here. Let's go to your office to discuss in detail."

Li Bingcan frowned slightly and looked at Cui Mingyuan up and down with suspicion. After a few seconds of silence, he finally nodded.

So, the two of them left the command room together and walked towards Li Bingcan's office. Along the way, Li Bingcan's face remained gloomy, and his heart was full of doubts and uneasiness. What on earth made Cui Mingyuan so cautious? He couldn't wait to know the answer.