The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 122 Breaking through the base camp in Xiajieyu

"Attack! (Attack!)"

Accompanied by the roar of the British officer Edward, a Cromwell tank drove at full power and rushed straight in the direction of Wuqianli.

"Bam—"

In an instant, the muzzle flames of the British tanks flashed, and the powerful shells quickly shot five thousand miles ahead.

"Watch out for concealment!"

Seeing this, Wu Qianli's pupils shrank, and he yelled loudly and rushed to the other side.

"boom--"

The shock wave of the shell explosion knocked Wu Qianli to the ground, and the snowflakes from the explosion flew all over the sky, scattering shrapnel that could tear apart flesh and blood at any time.

Wu Qianli held his dizzy head, and there was a sharp tinnitus in his ears, and the British tanks were getting closer and closer to him at this moment.

He endured the nausea and vomiting of his stomach, picked up a super bazooka, ran desperately towards the northeast side, and circled to the front of the tank.

"Oh, this cunning volunteer, stop him, he wants to blow up the tank!"

A British non-commissioned officer who followed the tank pointed at Wu Qianli's position and shouted loudly.

Several British soldiers immediately nervously raised their Lee Enfield rifles and aimed at Wu Qianli's position.

"Our company commander is in danger, cover with fire!"

Yu Congrong roared anxiously, raised the Browning heavy machine gun in his hand, and shot at the British soldiers behind the tank.

"Da da da da da da da da da..."

More than a dozen soldiers of the firepower platoon, who were concerned about the safety of Wuqianli, gritted their teeth and fired bullets at the soldiers behind the British tanks.

"Dang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

A large number of bullets hit the armor of the Cromwell tank, sparking countless sparks, but leaving only a few bullet marks.

However, the bodies of these tanks are relatively short and cannot block all the firepower.

Many bullets still cleverly shot the body of the British soldier, and a cloud of bright red blood splashed to the back of the tank.

Noticing this situation, the Cromwell tank immediately used its vehicle-mounted machine gun to sweep towards the soldiers of the fire platoon, and the intensive firepower overwhelmed them.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wu Qianli had already raised the bazooka, finished aiming at the British tank, gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

"call out--"

The rocket with white exhaust penetrated the wind and snow, and quickly flew towards the flank armor of the British tank.

"shit!"

The British tank soldiers in the cockpit immediately pulled the joystick, trying to complete the fatal turn, but it was too late.

"boom!"

The Cromwell tank, which was still turning, exploded in an instant, and the blazing flames engulfed several British soldiers behind the tank.

The other British tanks were still charging and penetrating at high speed. They wanted to cut the seventh penetrating company into small pieces and disrupt the organization.

However, the Seventh Interlude Company had already been divided into several combat squads under Wu Qianli's order, hiding in the dark.

And each combat team is equipped with bazookas, anti-tank grenades and other weapons, and the British tanks interspersed are caught in the siege instead.

"Grab the flanks of the Brit tanks and blow them to pieces!"

While yelling orders, Yu Congrong aimed at a Cromwell tank and fired the rockets away.

"Boom! Boom!"

A violent explosion resounded through the sky, and the track of a Cromwell tank that was galloping at high speed was abruptly broken, and it could only lie on the spot.

The immobile Cromwell tank angrily turned its muzzle and aimed at Yu Congrong's position.

However, before he had time to fire, two rockets fired from the dark directly hit the body of the British tank.

"boom!"

Under the violent explosion, the gun barrel pointed at Yu Congrong was directly blown into the air, and there was another steel wreck burning with raging fire on the snow.

These are just one or two microcosms on the battlefield, and similar situations are constantly happening on the dark battlefield.

Wu Qianli smiled as he heard the crisp sound of tanks exploding in his ears.

"These British guys are not as powerful as the Polar Bears. The skin of the Cromwell tank is so fragile, and they dare to rush into the darkness rashly. It's really courting death."

Wu Qianli lurked in the dark looking for the right opportunity, a rocket fired, and broke the track of a tank, and said silently in his heart.

In fact, in addition to the thin armor of the British army and being caught in night battles, another reason is that their number of tanks is too small to form a real torrent of steel.

If two British tank battalions charged them in a double-team style, the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company could only fall on the snow with hatred.

"Oh my god! Are these volunteers the ghosts of Satan?"

The British army officer looked at the tanks that exploded one after another, and his heart seemed to be bleeding.

"Immediately throw flares and let all these ghosts show their original shape!"

"In addition, let the Churchill-type heavy tanks line up and kill them in a frontal formation, and the Cromwell-type light tanks will go around behind them and then carry out anti-surrounding!"

Seeing that his side was at a disadvantage, the British officer Edward revealed a trace of worry in his blue eyes, and quickly adjusted his battle strategy.

A round of flares was quickly projected onto the battlefield, and the fiery white light illuminated the entire snowy field like daylight.

"Kill! Slaughter all these rats that were hiding in the dark!"

A British non-commissioned officer followed the Churchill heavy tank that rushed out of the position, shouting loudly.

The British soldiers hiding behind Churchill's heavy tanks also picked up their Brown light machine guns and fired at the exposed soldiers of the [-]th Penetrating Company.

At the same time, the Cromwell tanks, which had paid a heavy price, finally passed through the formation of the [-]th Penetrating Company, circled to their rear, and turned to prepare to countercharge.

"Company commander, we seem to be made dumplings by the British!"

Mei Sheng had just finished firing a shot, looking at the fully exposed soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company, a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

"Don't panic, let's not worry about the British tanks behind the buttocks, they all hide and deal with the heavy tanks in front with all their strength."

Wu Qianli clenched the cold Thomson submachine gun in his hand, and gave orders with firm eyes.

"Don't worry about the Brit tanks behind?"

When Wu Wanli heard this order, he was slightly stunned for half a second, but out of absolute trust in Wu Qianli, he decided to carry it out.

The soldiers of the [-]th interspersed company obeyed the order and changed the main attack direction one by one, which angered the British tank soldiers in the rear.

What does this mean, don't treat a light tank as a tank, right? It was annoyed after being hit by a round of rockets, but now it has to be provoked.

Thinking of this, the angry British tank couldn't help speeding up, and came from the rear to kill the seventh.

"Comrades, blow me up hard! Don't disappoint the company commander's trust in us."

Lei Gong gave a thumbs up and adjusted it himself. A heavy mortar fired at Zhu Yuan and shouted loudly.

"put!"

With an order, the soldiers of the artillery platoon stuffed the armor-piercing bullets into the muzzle one after another, aiming at the tank behind the seventh penetration company.

"Bam—"

Accompanied by a puff of white smoke, the mortar firing pin made a crisp sound.

The soldiers of the artillery platoon did not observe the landing point of the shells, but adjusted the muzzle slightly, and continued to stuff the mortar shells into it.

The light of the flares exposed the position of the seventh interspersed company, and also facilitated the bombing of the artillery platoon.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Armor-piercing shells from countless mortars fell on the Cromwell tank.

The driver in the armor package just felt a shaking around him, and the temperature rose rapidly.

"shit!"

A tank driver felt a little panic in his eyes as he felt the out-of-control tank.

"Oh!"

An armor-piercing projectile fired from a mortar fell and just hit the top cover of the tank.

In an instant, a cloud of fire rose up, and the British soldiers inside were blown away together with some tank parts.

After a round of bombing, before the British tank soldiers who escaped by chance could breathe a sigh of relief, another round of mortar shells followed.

Unlike the previous Pershing tanks of the Polar Bear Regiment, the Cromwell tanks have thinner armor and are more easily destroyed by armor-piercing shells.

Under successive bombings, all the originally murderous Cromwell tanks were blown up and turned into flaming steel wreckage.

"Fuck you!"

The British officer Edward slowly put down the binoculars, gritted his teeth and cursed, and even his body trembled slightly due to excessive anger.

But he still forcibly suppressed his anger calmly. After all, all the troops in his hands had been dispatched, and he could only hope that the Churchill-style heavy tanks could block the front of the Seventh Penetrating Company.

"His grandma's, isn't it just that the skin is a little thicker, what's so great, fry it for me!"

Yu Congrong picked up the bazooka and shot at the nearest British tank.

At the same time, several fire platoon fighters also focused on the nearest British tank and pulled the trigger of the bazooka one after another.

"call out--"

"call out--"

A few rockets emitting white smoke flew out and shot at the front armor of the British tank.

"Pong-"

However, the rockets fired could not penetrate the armor of the Churchill tank, so they had to be forced to fly aside.

Feeling that the British tank that was being targeted was a little angry, he quickly turned the thick muzzle and fired at the fire platoon fighters in the dense area.

"Oh!"

The strong recoil caused the Churchill heavy tank to shake back violently, and a heavy shell came out of its chamber and flew towards the fire platoon fighters.

"boom!"

The violent explosion immediately resounded through the sky, and Wu Qianli who was nearby could only feel the ground shaking.

The location where the shell hit left a scorched black pit, and the fire platoon fighters who were originally there had no bones left.

"If you have a Garand rifle in your hand, attach the grenade launcher and shoot the smoke bombs!"

"After the smoke dissipates, immediately penetrate from both sides and attack their flanks!"

Wu Qianli looked at the sacrificed soldier with a heartbroken heart, and understood that he couldn't go on head-on, so he immediately issued the corresponding order.

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Seventh Interlude Company responded one after another, and the reconnaissance platoon with the most Garand rifles fired the smoke bombs first.

"boom--"

After the smoke grenade was fired, Ping He took advantage of the last second before the smoke rose, and shot a bullet into the head of a British non-commissioned officer, stirring up a cloud of blood.

Clouds of smoke spread across the battlefield, and the flares that illuminated the snow as bright as day also lost their effectiveness.

The heavy tanks and machine guns of the British army paused for a few seconds in a daze, and then they had no choice but to pour firepower at the smoky front.

But this kind of blind attack could not cause much damage after all. The soldiers of the [-]th interspersed company circled around the two wings of the British army at an extremely fast speed.

Bazooka rockets were fired from both sides, as well as a large number of heavy machine gun bullets, posing a great threat to the British army.

The British machine gunner aimed all the Brown light machine guns at the smoke on both sides, and the tank also turned its muzzle, trying to suppress the counterattack of the Seventh Penetration Company.

However, at this time, Wu Qianli took the opportunity to take Yu Congrong and a dozen soldiers, and went directly through the smoke in the front.

"His grandma, company commander, it's really exciting to fight with you. If I were a British guy, I would never have imagined that someone would quietly kill me from the front."

Yu Congrong looked at the British army who was completely attracted by the two wings, and admired Wu Qianli's determination and courage in his heart.

"If there is a choice, I don't want to be so exciting. When we have our own tank group, we don't have to work so hard."

Wu Qianli said in a low voice, feeling sad for a while.

But back then, the martyrs relied on their flesh and blood to drive the mighty U.S. troops into the sea, so there was nothing he couldn't do.

Thinking of this, Wu Qianli accelerated his charge and quickly reached the front of the British tank.

"what?"

The British soldiers in the observation window of the tank were stunned when they saw the volunteers suddenly appearing in the smoke.

"die!"

Wu Qianli didn't give the British army a chance to react, and sent the tank soldier to God with a single shot.

The other soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company also shot bullets at the observation windows of other tanks, and pulled out grenades and threw them towards the rear of the British tanks.

A few British soldiers were holding Lee Enfield rifles, shooting intently at the soldiers of the [-]th Penetrating Company on both sides.

It wasn't until these small black dots emitting white smoke fell to their feet that they widened their eyes, woke up suddenly and wanted to escape, but it was too late.

"Boom! Boom!"

The thrown grenades exploded one after another, and the scorching heat generated by the explosions instantly melted some of the snow, and white smoke rose from the battlefield.

Unsuspecting British soldiers were killed by fragments of anti-tank grenades, and pools of blood mixed with stumps and broken arms flew around.

Taking advantage of this moment, Wu Qianli gritted his teeth and directly rolled onto the body of the British tank.

"It's not easy to meet the troops of the British, and it's unreasonable not to give them some gifts"

As Wu Qianli said, he directly forcibly opened the cover above the tank, threw two pineapple grenades into it, and then tightly covered the cover.

"Fuck you!"

The gunner, who was adjusting the muzzle, saw the white smoke of the grenade thrown in, and tried to escape, but he couldn't stand the cover.

"Bam—"

Accompanied by a dull explosion, the flames from the observation window of the tank suddenly appeared, and the British tank soldiers inside were directly cut into blood clots by debris.

At the same time, Yu Congrong led other soldiers to follow suit, and several British heavy tanks lost their combat effectiveness as a result.

Mei Sheng and Wu Wanli, who were on both sides, also led some people around behind the British tanks, blew up the remaining Churchill tanks, and cooperated with Wu Qianli and others to wipe out all the British troops.

Looking at the corpses of the British soldiers all over the ground, Wu Qianli panted heavily, and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with his frozen hard sleeves.

"Brother, it seems that our Seventh Interlude Company has gained another honor."

Wu Wanli picked up the Great Britain Union Jack on the ground, and said to Wu Qianli with a little excitement.

"Company commander, take this opportunity to rush in, otherwise the American devils will definitely dispatch reinforcements to stop us."

Mei Sheng glanced at the British army flag in Wu Wanli's hands, and also showed some joy, but at the same time, Wu Qianli suggested with some worries.

"You're right, you must go all out and kill them with lightning and thunder, and create the greatest chaos for them!"

Wu Qianli nodded slightly, looking at the looming airport runway and the US military planes in the distance, the fire of fighting was burning in his heart again.

"The whole army obeyed the order, rushed to the inside of the US military airport, and bombed all their planes!"

(End of this chapter)