Far East Korean War

Author: Wang Shuzeng
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Publish Date: 2004-05-01
Features: A complete sovereign nation was divided into two halves in just thirty minutes by a young American staff officer who had never been to North Korea. The night before, the Chinese army fighting on the Western Front at the Chongchon River had disappeared without any warning. The soldiers of the 38th Army, who had been fighting for their lives since leaving the country, stood motionless on the smoke-filled highway, their faces smudged with soot and their clothes tattered, surrounding a radio. The bridge that left the U.S. Marine Corps First Division with no way to bypass it was called the Munmunko Bridge. On September 30, 1951, Zheng Qi, the bugler of Company 7, 347th Regiment, 166th Division of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, received a red invitation card that read: "We cordially invite you—Chairman Mao Zedong of the Central People's Government." On the evening of May 29, a heavy rain poured in the central part of North Korea. Seeing Hong Xuezhi, wet through to the skin, Peng Dehuai said in a low voice, "Something has happened. We must hold out in Tiryong for fifteen to twenty days, even if the 63rd Army is completely destroyed!" The era when Western invaders could dominate a country in the East by merely setting up a few cannons on a coastline is gone forever! A complete sovereign nation was divided into two halves in just thirty minutes by a young American staff officer who had never been to North Korea. The night before, the Chinese army fighting on the Western Front at the Chongchon River had disappeared without any warning. The soldiers of the 38th Army, who had been fighting for their lives since leaving the country, stood motionless on the smoke-filled highway, their faces smudged with soot and their clothes tattered, surrounding a radio. The bridge that left the U.S. Marine Corps First Division with no way to bypass it was called the Munmunko Bridge. On September 30, 1951, Zheng Qi, the bugler of Company 7, 347th Regiment, 166th Division of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, received a red invitation card that read: "We cordially invite you—Chairman Mao Zedong of the Central People's Government." On the evening of May 29, a heavy rain poured in the central part of North Korea. Seeing Hong Xuezhi, wet through to the skin, Peng Dehuai said in a low voice, "Something has happened. We must hold out in Tiryong for fifteen to twenty days, even if the 63rd Army is completely destroyed!" The era when Western invaders could dominate a country in the East by merely setting up a few cannons on a coastline is gone forever!