Yu Congrong immediately pulled these three guys out of the team.

Two soldiers from the Seventh Company looked on with American submachine guns.

Xu Qing took a look, there was one American and two South Koreans.

He asked: "Are you the air liaison officer?"

There was hesitation on the American's face, but the two South Korean soldiers next to him immediately replied in half-baked English:

"Yes, sir! I am your prisoner and I ask for fair treatment..."

"It is our policy to treat prisoners of war preferentially, but you must show your due value."

"I understand, I know how to communicate with US military aircraft..."

"I also know, I am the vice-captain, I know more!"

The two of them started talking over each other.

But as soon as these words came out, the Americans next to him, including many soldiers watching behind them, became a little angry, some impatient, and even cursed in a low voice.

"Okay, come with me."

Xu Qing had already dealt with these South Korean soldiers many times and understood that although they obeyed the Americans, they were still mothers if they had breasts.

But when faced with a life-and-death threat, he would choose to stab him in the back and would not completely surrender his life to his American father.

Under the guidance of the muzzle of the gun, these South Korean soldiers quickly and completely explained that the tools they used to communicate with the air were actually very simple, just pieces of white cloth. Some were hidden in the car, and some were carried with them.

Everyone looked around and found that many of them had been used as clothing by the soldiers for unknown purposes.

"This is what the Chinese chief is like. If the radio message is not smooth, our land and air connection with the aircraft will be based on simple communication with these English letters..."

Xu Qing nodded slightly and watched them playing around on the ground.

In fact, this land-to-air liaison board is the last resort for ground forces. It is mainly used to solve the problem of insufficient radio equipment or poor communication and is used for rescue in emergency situations.

In previous confrontations with South Korean spies, he had learned many secret codes and gestures for communication in this area, including the use of mirrors, communication pigeons, etc., which were one of these methods.

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These South Korean liaison officers used cloth strips to spell out three large English letters "USA". This is a sign of friendly forces' identity. If there is an attack signal, the kilometers and arrows will be marked to point to the attack.

s position.

"So simple?"

Mei Sheng came over and took a look.

"It should be no problem. If they dare to lie to others, they will be the first to be thrown into the bombing place."

Xu Qing spoke directly in English without shying away from these people.

"No, no, sir! We won't make fun of our own lives..."

While these guys were feeling slightly uneasy.

Ten minutes later, at about 6 o'clock in the morning, several reconnaissance planes suddenly flew over from the sky, followed by a group of thirty or forty fighter jets.

Boom boom boom...

As soon as the plane flew over, the engine started buzzing.

All the soldiers had held their breath, and some had even touched their guns. This was also everyone's subconscious reaction.

"Don't be nervous, everyone, put on your American military uniform and helmet!"

Xu Qing shouted: "U.S. military planes are not clairvoyant. With air contact signals, our disguise is appropriate and we are not afraid of slanting shadows. We will be fine!"

"That's right!" Qianliya immediately shouted, "Everyone in the Seventh Company should remain calm. I will kill anyone who dares to shoot randomly!"

After the fierce battle last night, the snow on this road had long since disappeared. Xu Qing guided the soldiers and quickly placed a huge white cloth on the side of the road.

At this time, the Seventh Company had already put on the clothes of American and South Korean soldiers, and all of them were holding American submachine guns and driving American jeeps, but most of them were still very nervous.

As everyone watched and waited silently, the reconnaissance planes in the sky began to hover in the sky after seeing the signs on the ground.

After a while, the fighter jets from behind also flew over. The US military planes were flying in the sky. Everyone was watching nervously, with their hearts in their throats.

And heaven.

at this time.

The pilot who was looking down spoke on the channel: "This is Thunder No. 1, Fengliujiang area, the area where the distress signal was sent out last night, and one of our troops, the Polar Bear Regiment, was found in the squadron..."

"Are you sure?"

A voice on the channel quickly interrupted him: "Thunder, please confirm again, there are Chinese troops everywhere now, and the base has been besieged all night."

"Yeah! I'm pretty sure you're questioning my professional experience? Those are our cars, our guns, and our uniforms."

The planes were hovering in the sky, but they did not attack for a long time. They kept circling over the road on this side. Not only did they not attack, they seemed to be protecting the place.

Yu Congrong saw a guy waving on the plane, and he boldly waved to the sky.

Thunder Unit 3 opened its mouth:

"Windmill, I testify that what No. 1 said is correct... Hey, look, the guy down there waved to me!"

"Thanks God... They look like they have just retreated. I can even see the craters on the ground. It seems that the Chinese posed a great threat to our soldiers last night."

"Windmill" on the channel asked: "Are these guys miserable?"

"Yes. They look terrible. Windmill, hurry up and prepare some hot food. When they return to the base, they can still have a bite of Christmas dinner."

"Poor men (poor guys)..."

"Windmill received. Thunder, remember to drop the airdrop package."

"No problem! Man, I'm taking care of things, don't worry, I'll continue the search later, over."

"Zizzi...over."

under.

Qianli was also shocked by Yu Congrong's bold move. He didn't dare to make any big moves, so he could only turn his eyes and yell at him: "Yu Congrong, what are you doing, you fool?! You are going to kill us all!"

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"No, company commander, it was the Americans above who waved first!"

Yu Congrong said with joy:

"Besides, as we Chinese have an old saying, you should perform in whichever house you enter, and you have to pretend to be decent. We are all wearing the same uniforms of the US military. Why can't I show off?"

Xu Qing was afraid that they would quarrel, so he quickly said: "Yu Congrong did the right thing. The pilot waved to us. If he didn't respond, he would be suspicious."

"Look!"

As they were talking, the plane in the sky suddenly dropped white parachutes one after another.

"The plane dropped a bomb!"

"Stop screaming, that's an American airdrop package!"

These large and small white umbrellas were flying all over the sky. There were a large number of containers and packages tied under the umbrellas. One of the umbrella bags landed directly in front of Xu Qing's car.

Song Weiguo turned around and asked, "What should we do? Should we pick it up?"

Xu Qing saw nothing unusual about the plane in the sky.

He immediately nodded: "Pick it up, why not pick it up? The Americans gave it to us for free, why don't we still want it?"

He was the first to jump out of the car and walked to the umbrella bag in a swaggering manner.

While the soldiers of the Seventh Company behind him were stunned, he took out his bayonet, cut the parachute bag directly with a "swipe", and opened the container.

He saw a row of 40mm anti-aircraft shells inside. He looked at it and smiled, then turned around and shouted:

"Thunder Lord, the cannonballs you asked for are here!"

He directly picked up a cold cannonball and showed it to everyone. Lei Gong's eyes lit up when he saw it.

They just handed over the only intact M19 self-propelled anti-aircraft gun truck of the Polar Bear Regiment last night, but they had no ammunition, so they didn't expect it - the Americans personally delivered it to their door very early in the morning!

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Seeing that there was no attack from the plane, the other soldiers became bolder one by one. They all jumped out of the car and ran towards the airdrop parachutes on the hillsides in all directions.

These parachute bags contain a large amount of bullets, howitzer, mortar ammunition, vehicle fuel, etc., all of which are weapons and supplies sent by the Americans.

Suddenly, a soldier opened a package and screamed:

"Come and see, the Americans even gave us breakfast!"

Everyone quickly took apart several containers nearby and found that inside were pieces of white, fragrant and fluffy bread, with a large number of canned meats underneath!

Xu Qing stepped forward and took a look. The packaging of these foods was very new, and the aluminum stamps on them were still vaguely visible. They were produced in the past few days. Everyone was pleasantly surprised when they saw the aroma of these foods that they had never seen before.

"Okay, this guy!"

Lei Gong also smiled:

"I have never seen someone so considerate. They beat their people to death and didn't mention it, but they also gave us so many good things."
To be continued...