The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 125 Cutting off the retreat of the main force of the US Army! (Thanks to Super Legend Brother for the reward)
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bullets that came out of the chamber pierced the night sky and shot at rows of US military planes covered with explosives like sharp swords.

The first bullet hit the metal nose of the U.S. aircraft, splashing sparks, touching the aviation gasoline spread on the ground, and igniting a raging fire.

The other two bullets directly hit the explosive package on the metal wing of the plane, instantly igniting the high explosive inside.

"boom!"

Accompanied by deafening explosions, the violent explosion raised a cloud of fire several meters high, completely engulfing several nearby US military aircraft.

Not only that, the explosion at one place also triggered a chain reaction, and the nearby US military fighter planes that were piled up with explosives and gasoline exploded together.

For a moment, the ground near the airport shook like a mountain shaking, and several American soldiers in combat state couldn't stand still, and staggered and fell directly on the snow.

The orange-red flames illuminated half of the sky, and the super-decibel loud noise made many American soldiers feel pain like tearing eardrums, and a sharp tinnitus echoed in their minds.

"Shit! Our plane!"

Leonard, the commander of the U.S. Special Operations Battalion, looked at the blazing sea of ​​flames, clenched his fists, and roared angrily, gnashing his teeth.

The big explosion detonated by Wuqianli destroyed at least nearly [-]% of the US military's aircraft, which was almost a severe blow to the US military.

Ping He, who was leading a scouting platoon to snipe, was also slightly shocked by the explosion for a second, and a sense of excitement and pride in making history emerged spontaneously.

But soon, after catching the fighter plane, he immediately made a fighting gesture and ordered the reconnaissance platoon to seize the opportunity to shoot immediately.

Then, he calmly raised the sniper rifle in his hand, and aimed very steadily at an American non-commissioned officer who was standing still.

"boom!"

When the clear gunshot rang out, there was a blood hole on the forehead of the US sergeant, and bright red blood trickled down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon hidden in various places also pulled the triggers one after another. After the continuous gunshots, there were more than a dozen corpses of American soldiers on the snow.

Along the way, the reconnaissance platoon composed of elite soldiers has shot and killed dozens of U.S. troops in the blocking, and one-third of them are non-commissioned officers of the grassroots command.

"Fuck you! Kill them immediately, surround and annihilate these cunning volunteers!"

Leonard, the commander of the U.S. Special Warfare Battalion, forced himself to calm down and directed the U.S. troops to kill Wu Qianli and the others.

The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon wanted to shoot at first, but they were suppressed by the powerful machine gun firepower of the US military just as they emerged, and they couldn't play any role at all.

In order to quickly rush to the past, U.S. battalion commander Leonard even let some U.S. troops directly board the troop carrier, and rushed to the front battlefield at full speed.

In stark contrast to the menacing US special operations battalion, is the US military airport garrison company whose morale has completely collapsed.

Facing the vicious Seventh Interlude Company, they all had the idea of ​​retreating, but they were too tightly entangled and had no chance.

After witnessing the big explosion at the airport, many U.S. troops simply dropped their weapons and ran back regardless.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Garcia, the US company commander, coughed again and again after being choked by the thick smoke from the explosion, and became a little sober.

But at this time, he didn't have the slightest fighting spirit, and quickly gestured for the guards to take him away with his eyes.

"Pursue immediately! Don't let them escape!"

"Yu Congrong, take the first and second squads of the firepower platoon, go around from the left, surround these American devils, and drag them into hand-to-hand combat!"

Wu Qianli looked at the retreating U.S. troops in front of him, and immediately gave orders with a clear mind.

Although letting go of these small numbers of US military routs can relieve them a little combat pressure, and they don't have to fall into the risk of fighting on two fronts.

However, with the current strength of the Seventh Interlude Company, it is simply impossible to compete head-on with the well-equipped and powerful US Special Operations Battalion.

Only by getting close to the U.S. military in hand-to-hand combat and mixing with them can they offset their firepower advantage and delay the time to wait for the overall battle situation to turn.

"Yes!"

Yu Congrong responded loudly, dragged his slightly tired body, and led two squads of soldiers to surround him from the left.

At this time, an American soldier who had just dropped his weapon and fled to the left turned around, only to find in horror that he had just bumped into Yu Congrong's knife edge.

"kill!"

Yu Congrong raised the bayonet high, but instead of directly killing the American soldier, he stabbed it hard into his arm.

"what!"

Stabbed by the powerful bayonet, the American soldier fell to the ground in an instant, with a huge blood hole in his left arm.

Before he could stand up, two flashes of cold light flashed, and the sharp bayonet pierced through his thighs on both sides, making him unable to walk anymore.

After quickly finishing these, Yu Congrong directly led the soldiers to continue to outflank and kill.

Along the way, they all chose to seriously injure the U.S. military in such a way that they would lose the ability to fight, but they did not take their lives.

It's not that the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company like to brutally kill the enemy, but that only in this way can the US military be held back to the maximum extent, and the special warfare battalion that comes behind to support them will be afraid.

Sure enough, when the searchlights of the personnel carrier hit the center of the battlefield, they saw countless shaking khaki military uniforms, and American wounded soldiers clutched their bloody wounds and wailed loudly.

The American machine gunner holding the Browning heavy machine gun at the front of the car watched this scene, but was unable to pull the trigger in his hand for a long time.

After all, they are also grassroots soldiers, who can guarantee that they will not become wounded on the ground.

If they ruthlessly shoot these friendly soldiers Paoze to death now, will they be brutally killed when they are also faced with the same situation?

"Shit! This gang of hateful volunteers, they are simply more cunning than the foxes in the Colorado forest!"

Looking at this situation, Leonard, the commander of the US special warfare battalion, couldn't help gnashing his teeth and scolding.

But no matter how angry he was, facing so many American wounded, he did not dare to force his men to shoot.

Even if you lose the battle, the worst case scenario is to be a prisoner who is treated preferentially.

But if he ordered to shoot a large number of US troops, he would have to be sent to a military court for execution after returning home.

Taking advantage of the hesitation of the U.S. military in raising their guns, Ping He immediately ran quickly and changed an excellent sniper position.

Afterwards, he slowly stretched out the muzzle of the sniper rifle from the dark, and aimed the crosshairs of the scope at the front of the car's rapidly rotating tires.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a crisp gunshot, the hot bullet flew out quickly, and the fast-rolling tire moved forward along the original track, just hitting Pinghe's bullet.

"shit!"

The driver on the US military personnel carrier cursed secretly, only felt the body shake for a while, and the steering wheel became a little out of control.

The deflated tire skidded sideways, just in time to hit another speeding troop carrier.

"Oh!"

The front of the skidded US military personnel carrier slammed into the body of another personnel carrier. The front windshield immediately shattered, and glass fragments scattered all over the place.

The troop carrier that was hit was even worse. Under the powerful impact, it was directly hit and rolled over on the spot, only the tires were still spinning rapidly.

Some American soldiers who were originally on the troop carrier knocked their heads against the iron railing next to them and fainted on the spot.

"Fuck you! Give me a bayonet and kill these nasty yellow-skinned monkeys!"

U.S. battalion commander Leonard cursed angrily, and waved his hands to make the U.S. soldiers charge faster.

The proud soldiers of the U.S. Special Operations Battalion also held their breath at this time, and immediately put the general stab on the card slot, and charged quickly.

Facing the U.S. military that was several times larger than himself, Wu Qianli didn't panic at all, but speeded up and led his comrades to massacre the remaining U.S. troops.

"Fall me down!"

Mei Shenghu was on the right side of Wu Qianli, and used a bayonet to cut open the belly of an American soldier, and the intestines inside were mixed with blood and flowed all over the ground.

Wu Qianli stared keenly at the fleeing American company commander Garcia, silently pulled out the less penetrating pistol from his waist, and aimed it at his head.

"Don't you like to shoot cold guns? Then let you taste the taste of cold guns for yourself."

While Wu Qianli murmured in his heart, he locked on Garcia's temple and slammed the trigger in his hand.

"boom!"

A slightly dull gunshot sounded, and the swirling bullet hit Garcia's head impartially.

A cloud of blood mixed with brains splashed on the faces of several nearby security guards. Garcia, who was hit, only had time to twitch before falling heavily on the snow.

In just seven or eight seconds, the rest of the U.S. troops were also killed by the Seventh Interlude Company.

The soldiers of the U.S. special warfare battalion who came for reinforcements also clenched their bayonets tightly, leaving only a few tens of meters away from the seventh interspersed company.

"Grenade!"

Wu Qianli yelled loudly and pulled out the pineapple grenade on his waist, pulled the ring and threw it towards the US military.

Wu Wanli even took out two grenades at the same time. He paused for a few seconds after pulling them apart, and once again staged the air burst scene he is good at.

After all, the U.S. military has to worry about the wounded U.S. soldiers at the feet of the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company.

Soon, dozens of small black dots thrown by the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company flew into the air and fell towards the US special operations battalion.

"All lie down!"

The deputy company commander of the U.S. military stared wide-eyed, reminded the U.S. troops under him loudly, and fell down in the small snow pit in front of him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Dozens of grenades exploded close at hand, splashing out countless shrapnel, harvesting the lives of countless US troops with a powerful impact,

Some U.S. soldiers were blown away abruptly, and fell heavily in mid-air, their bodies dismembered into several pieces.

After the explosion, there were more than [-] American corpses on the snow, and more than a dozen white soldiers with missing arms and legs were struggling in place.

At this time, the thick black smoke had not completely dissipated, and just as the American soldiers were struggling to get up, a group of figures in khaki military uniforms came into their sight.

"kill!"

Wu Qianli, who was covered in blood, held the dark red bayonet in his hand, and rushed to the forefront, like a god of killing, towards the US military formation.

"puff--"

There was the muffled sound of the bayonet piercing into the flesh, and the bayonet in Wu Qianli's hand penetrated the lung of an American soldier.

Blood oozed from the damaged lung lobe, and quickly rushed into the American soldier's trachea, causing him to die before he could even scream.

Yu Congrong even kicked up and kicked the American soldier who had just got up, and pierced his throat with a long bayonet.

"Ho..."

The American soldier immediately vomited blood, the eyes of the dead fish widened, and the hand that was holding the rifle tightly fell down quickly.

In the first round of impact, the soldiers of the ferocious [-]th Interlude Company slammed into the U.S. troops who were stunned by the grenade, leaving a large number of U.S. corpses on the snow.

Not only that, but a big hole was torn open by the seventh interspersed company in the originally well-organized army formation, and it was still expanding.

Leonard, the commander of the U.S. Special Warfare Battalion, looked at the fallen elite U.S. troops, and couldn't help feeling like a knife was twisting his heart.

"It's okay, it's just that they took advantage of it at the beginning, and these volunteers with inferior forces will be swallowed up soon."

"What's more, I held them back and saved a large number of our army's transport planes."

With trembling hands, Leonard turned his head to look at the remaining [-]% of the planes, forcing himself to comfort himself.

Because the seventh interspersed with insufficient explosives, some transport planes that were far away failed to blow up, and these planes could also transport some of the elite U.S. troops.

But what Leonard didn't expect was that when the U.S. Special Operations Battalion was dragged into hand-to-hand combat, Lei Gong with the artillery platoon had already set his sights on the remaining U.S. transport planes.

Long before the battle, Wu Qianli gave the battle-tested Lei Gong the right to make decisions on the fly, and Lei Gong waited for the rare opportunity.

"Have the explosive packs been secured? No transport plane in the airport is allowed to be left to the American devils!"

Lei Gong said in a low voice while fixing the explosive package on a US military plane.

"Don't worry, platoon leader, everything is safe, not to mention the US military planes, there won't even be a piece of intact iron sheet when it is blown up!"

A artillery platoon soldier smiled slightly, patted his chest and assured Lei Gong.

"Okay, transfer immediately, and let the comrades who have set up the guns prepare for the bombing!"

Lei Gong took one last look at the rows of planes that had been packed with explosives, and then he turned his head away with the people at ease, and quickly evacuated to the position of the mortar.

"put!"

Lei Gong waved his hand fiercely, and the artillery platoon fighters who had already prepared immediately sent the heavy mortar shells into the muzzle of the gun.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The muffled sound of the shells being ejected was heard in unison, and the flames of the mortar guns lined up suddenly appeared, and a burst of white smoke scattered in all directions.

"call out--"

The mortar shells soared into the sky, cut through the sky in an instant, and fell rapidly with the sound of breaking wind.

At this moment, Leonard, who sensed something was wrong, suddenly turned his head to look at the airport. The countless falling black spots instantly made his eyes widen in horror, and his pupils shrunk.

"oh no!"

He opened his mouth wide, looked at the only transport plane left in the airport, and shouted hysterically, but it was already too late.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The violent explosion engulfed rows of US military transport planes, and the ignited explosives exploded together.

The metal wings of countless U.S. military aircraft were lifted into the air with parts, and the broken windshield was deeply embedded in the surrounding small snowdrifts.

Layers of heat waves from the plane explosion hit Leonard's face, causing some fine sweat to break out on his forehead, but at this moment his heart was already completely chilled.

"It's over, it's all over………(It's over, it's all over………)"

Leonard, the commander of the U.S. Special Warfare Battalion, murmured non-stop, and his body collapsed powerlessly on the icy snow, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

　Thank you Super Legend Brother, Uncle Guntuanlou, Vanishing Wind Soul and other book friends for their monthly tickets~
　　In addition, I will be busy in the past few days, so I will update my hips a little bit, and next month will resume daily stable updates.

　　Don't worry, even if there is only one person who reads it, I will finish it, and I promise not to supervise it!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)