The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 135 Make up for regrets!Wu Qianli replaced Lei Gong and rushed to the tank group carrying the signal flare!
"call out--"

The flares soared into the sky, bursting with extremely strong light in an instant, illuminating the battlefield as bright as day.

"Not good! We were ambushed by American devils! The whole army obeyed the order and retreated immediately!"

Wang Biao stared wide-eyed, watching the American tanks approaching from both sides, and immediately ordered to retreat.

Hearing this, the trumpeter of the Second Battalion immediately blew the order to retreat.

Without the slightest hesitation, the soldiers of the whole battalion quickly turned around and rushed back.

"Boom--"

However, the US tanks rushed forward with the sound of roaring motors.

The company that was at the forefront of the charge was now the first to be half surrounded.

The muzzles of several Pershing tanks were slowly turning, aiming at their retreat route.

"Bam—"

Accompanied by the muffled sound of the cannon ejecting from the chamber, white smoke filled the muzzle, and the thick shells flew out at a high speed.

"call out--"

Several tank shells hit with a strong sense of oppression, and the sound of piercing the air resounded through the sky.

"Stop retreating! All lie down and hide!"

Li Jun, the company commander, heard the sound of the guns, and immediately yelled and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

As soon as Li Jun's words fell, a violent explosion sounded immediately, a mushroom cloud rose up, and the hot fire wave spread rapidly.

"what--"

A volunteer soldier was hit by shrapnel, screaming loudly, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and blood was continuously flowing from his thigh.

"His grandma, these American devils are actually playing dirty with us, I am!"

Li Jun looked at the fallen volunteer soldiers around him like a knife, and cursed viciously.

At this time, the U.S. tanks reloaded their shells and picked up the speed.

While they were driving at extreme speed, the loaded machine guns were constantly firing, which slowed down the retreat of the Volunteers.

"Company commander, let's retreat quickly, or it will be too late if we don't leave."

A volunteer soldier gritted his teeth and anxiously dissuaded Li Jun.

"Retreat? I'm afraid we don't have this chance. I just hope that the battalion commander and the others can retreat successfully..."

Li Jun watched the fast-moving U.S. troops approaching, and realized that the first company had no possibility of retreating.

All they can do is fight to the death, hold back the pace of the US military, and give the main force of the Second Battalion a chance to retreat.

"Use the flares of the American devils to signal the direction of the main force."

"Let's just say that we are willing to kill ourselves for benevolence, and please move the battalion commander quickly!"

Li Jun sighed silently, looked at the U.S. troops getting closer and closer with a determined face, and roared loudly.

"Yes!"

The standard bearer in the company raised the small flag, took the risk to stand on a high place, and conveyed the meaning to the main force.

However, such a conspicuous move will inevitably attract the attention of the US military.

When the flag bearer had just finished playing the semaphore and was about to retreat, several bazookas had already aimed at his position.

"Boom! Boom!"

A few rockets flew in quickly with white gas, hit all the routes he retreated, and exploded instantly.

When the permeating gunpowder smoke dissipated, only a few blood clots exuding a burnt smell remained on the ground.

"Fuck me, I'm fighting with these American devils!"

A volunteer soldier couldn't bear it anymore, picked up a Mosin Nagant and wanted to rush over.

"Nonsense, come back!"

Li Jun had quick hands and quick eyes, and immediately pulled the impulsive volunteer soldier back.

"Battle baa baa baa baa..."

Sure enough, countless machine gun bullets flew in and hit the snow in front of them, splashing countless snow particles.

Only then did the volunteer soldier calm down, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

If Li Jun hadn't stopped him just now, I'm afraid he would have been smashed into a sieve by the dense bullets before he had rushed a few steps.

"The American devil's thing is really evil. It makes the night look like daytime. Isn't it just courting death to rush there now? Let's talk about it when it gets dark."

Li Jun looked at the flares glowing white in the sky, and said with a frown.

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the company understood Li Jun's meaning, calmed down one after another, and began to prepare anti-tank weapons.

Different from the Seventh Interlude Company, the manpower has excellent American equipment, and even the bazooka has become a regular fire support.

They only had a small number of anti-tank grenades and explosive kits, and even bundled earth-rock and wood-handled grenades to make up for the disadvantage of backward equipment.

"Company commander, we only have four anti-tank grenades, six explosive packs, and nine grenade bundles."

After the preparations were completed, a volunteer soldier crawled to Li Jun's side and said in a low voice.

"Okay! Send the order down and let the comrades be divided into a dozen groups and spread out."

"When it gets dark, attack immediately. We must blow up the tracks of the US tanks and stop their offensive momentum!"

As Li Jun said, he snatched an explosive package himself, and fixed his eyes on the nearest American tank.

In the distance, the U.S. military also found these volunteers who were fighting to the death, and they stepped up their firepower and bombarded them with all their strength.

Under the impact of artillery fire, the position of a company of soldiers shook as if the earth was shaking.

Even some volunteer soldiers were buried by the blown snowdrifts and died of lack of oxygen, and none of them showed their faces.

"The discipline of these volunteers is simply terrifying, and their will to fight is almost invincible..."

Brigadier General Laroulac put down the binoculars in his hand, looked at these volunteers nailed to the spot, and couldn't help but sighed silently.

"General, they probably want to wait for our tanks to approach. Shall we use heavy firepower to quickly harvest them?"

A US military staff officer saw Lian's thoughts and suggested in a low voice.

"No! That would take away our tank group's greatest advantage, and that's what they want us to be held back by."

"Send an order to the military radio stations, let them speed up and crush the delusions of these volunteers!"

Brigadier General Laroulac refused, and gave a firm order to speed up the attack.

"Yes, sir!"

The U.S. military staff responded loudly, and personally conveyed Larou Lak's order by telegram.

After receiving the order, the attacking U.S. troops accelerated and followed the tower-like tanks.

At this moment, the US military's flares flickered twice, just to dim.

"good chance!"

"Comrades, for the sake of the party and the people, go all out and blow up the tracks of the US tanks!"

Li Jun roared loudly, and the veins on his forehead popped up.

After all, he gritted his teeth, hugged the explosive pack tightly, and rushed towards the US military formation with all his strength.

The volunteers behind looked at the figure rushing to the front and speeded up to keep up.

They hardly had a second chance, so taking advantage of this darkness, everyone attacked in an all-round way, leaving no one behind.

"Battle baa baa baa baa..."

At this time, more than a dozen machine guns of the US military also roared, cutting down the volunteer soldiers rushing like a chainsaw.

However, the soldiers of the company still tried their best to intersperse tactically under the cover of darkness, getting closer and closer to the position of the US tank.

On the way, if the person holding the explosive pack falls down, volunteers will pick it up immediately and continue to charge.

After paying a huge sacrifice, the company finally narrowed the distance with the US tanks.

"call out--"

At this time, the US military's flares rose again, and the extremely strong light revealed the soldiers of the company.

"Kill the past! Don't retreat!"

Li Jun knew that they had no way out, so he simply yelled to speed up and threw himself under an American Sherman tank.

He gritted his teeth and stuffed the explosive pack hard.

"Oh shit! Shoot 'em now!"

Laroulac didn't expect these volunteers to be so close, and shouted quickly.

U.S. soldiers raised their guns and fired one after another. Under the light of the flares, they caused huge sacrifices to a company of soldiers.

"Hmm~"

Li Jun was shot in the leg and groaned, but he still endured the severe pain and pulled the fuse of the explosive package.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the violent explosion, the track of the US tank was blown off, and Li Jun was also submerged in the flames of the explosion.

On the battlefield, similar explosions exploded one after another, which greatly slowed down the speed of the US military's attack.

In the distance, Wang Biao looked at the series of tragic scenes, and his molars were about to be crushed in regret.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered Wu Qianli's frowning expression of disapproval.

It's a pity that he didn't respond. Instead, he led his troops to chase and kill them as if evading.

"Battalion Commander, let's go. We have been desperately fighting to buy time for the main force of the Second Battalion to retreat. We can't let them die in vain."

The second company commander looked at Wang Biao's unwilling face, fearing that Wang Biao would be angry again, so he quickly persuaded him.

"The whole battalion obeys the order and retreats immediately!"

Wang Biao clenched his fists and roared with all his strength, his body trembling slightly from excitement.

However, the situation on the battlefield was already like this, Wang Biao could only turn his head and salute a standard military salute, and then led the army to retreat to the rear.

Although the Second Battalion was temporarily out of danger, Wang Biao's frowning did not ease, but he panicked with worry.

Even if they escape at a rapid march, they can easily be overtaken by the mechanized troops of the US military before retreating to a safe position.

"Hey... How can these two legs run faster than those iron bastards who don't get tired?"

Just as Wang Biao was complaining, several glowing black spots suddenly appeared in the distance, and they were approaching rapidly.

"Battalion Commander, scouts are here to report that there is a US troop carrier convoy ahead, and it is rapidly approaching us."

A volunteer soldier rushed back in a hurry and reported loudly.

"Fuck! If the American devils are going to eat us, then I have to make them lose two teeth."

When Wang Biao heard this, his complexion sank, and he immediately said viciously.

After all, inside the base camp of the U.S. military in Xiajieyu, the U.S. military must appear, so Wang Biao is ready to die.

Until Wang Biao saw the familiar figure of Wu Qianli on the troop carrier through the binoculars, he was stunned.

"This……"

Wang Biao was overjoyed when he saw the seventh interlude company coming to help, and then he lowered his head in a little shame, confessing his impulse.

"Battalion Commander Wang, the situation is urgent, let the comrades get on the bus, the American devils will catch up soon!"

After the convoy approached, Wu Qianli yelled loudly, looking anxiously at the group of US tanks in the distance.

"Okay, the whole battalion will get on the car immediately and follow the friendly troops to evacuate!"

At the critical moment, Wang Biao climbed into the car without any pretense, and shouted to the comrades behind him.

When everyone got into the car, the convoy rushed to the rear at a high speed, and the sound of explosions and gunfire in the distance also completely stopped.

Hearing this movement, Wang Biao's face darkened, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a sudden pain.

He understood that the entire army of soldiers in the company had been wiped out, and all of this was because of his recklessness.

Wu Qianli looked at Wang Biao, who looked ashen, and didn't say much, just patted him on the shoulder and handed him a cigarette.

"Company commander, the troops of the American devils are catching up. Their mechanized troops are not slow. Where should we withdraw?"

Mei Sheng looked at the menacing American troops behind him, and asked Wu Qianli.

"Let the convoy speed up and go straight to the southwest at about 36 degrees. There should be friendly troops there to meet us."

Wu Qianli silently took out the sketch he had drawn in the God's perspective before, and said firmly.

"Yes!"

Mei Sheng had already seen Wu Qianli's tactical judgment ability, so he conveyed the order with confidence.

The convoy quickly found the right direction and galloped towards the established route.

However, since the U.S. military is also a mechanized force and is more familiar with the terrain and roads of its base camp, the distance is constantly getting closer.

It didn't take long for the leading military vehicles of the US military to catch up and shoot at their tires with their mounted machine guns.

"Chasing so fast, you are here to seek death."

Seeing this, Wu Qianli made a rough estimate, raised his sniper rifle and aimed at the tires of the two front cars.

"Bang! Bang!"

Accompanied by two crisp gunshots, the tires of the first two US military vehicles burst and skidded sideways.

"Oh, shit!"

The drivers of several military vehicles chasing after looked at the military vehicle lying in front and cursed at the same time, but it was too late to change direction.

"Oh!"

Several U.S. military vehicles collided together, the windshield shattered, and the glass shattered all over the place.

"Company Commander Wu, you are indeed the god of war sought after by those little bastards. Not only is your command outstanding, but your marksmanship is also at its peak. I am completely convinced."

Wang Biao stared at Wu Qianli's marksmanship show and was stunned for a few seconds before sighing in admiration.

The morale of the other soldiers of the second battalion was low, but they were stunned by the two shots and became excited.

"Just a fluke."

Wu Qianli smiled slightly, estimated the distance and time a little, and realized that it was almost there.

Sure enough, not far away, a volunteer army who had just broken through the outer positions saw them, and put down their guns one after another, ready to respond.

The convoy stopped immediately after arriving at the location. Wu Qianli and his friendly troops built a new defensive position in reverse on the original US position.

"Ding——congratulations to the host, you have completed the mission, successfully rescued the friendly army, led the team to break through, and won the system's three consecutive rewards!"

At this time, the cold system prompt sounded in Wu Qianli's mind in a very timely manner, which made him feel happy immediately.

"System Reward [-]: God-level Lucky Bonus Experience Card (individual)."

"System reward [-]: God-level car skill bonus experience card (individual)."

"System reward three: God-level agility bonus experience card (individual)."

When the system's cold notification tone is finished, the rewards have been automatically stored in the warehouse.

"These bonuses seem to point to something..."

Wu Qianli seemed to suddenly recall some content of Changjinhu's original work, and his heart was shocked.

At this moment, the U.S. troops behind were also chasing not far away. Seeing the situation ahead, they all slowed down and hesitated.

"General, these volunteers seem to be out of our control, should we continue to pursue them?"

The U.S. adjutant hesitated for a moment, then asked Larulak in a low voice.

Hearing this, Laroulac frowned and hesitated.

"Buzzing—"

Suddenly, there was a faint roar in the sky, and Lalulac listened carefully, and immediately became excited.

"Our army's aviation formation is here, and these volunteers can't escape."

"When the bombing is over, follow the tanks and launch a charge. They must be completely disabled."

Laroulac gritted his teeth and said with a little resentment.

Just after Laroulac finished speaking, a small U.S. reconnaissance plane flew over Wu Qianli and the others first.

After circling a few times, the reconnaissance plane dived quickly, dropped a small black dot when it reached the lowest point, and pulled back up.

"call out--"

The little black spot fell quickly, and Wu Qianli hurriedly yelled to lie down, but the sound of the explosion did not sound for a long time.

"呲呲..."

I saw the logo bombs falling on the ground, and red smoke was constantly rising outwards, and this bright red shot straight into the sky.

In the sky, in the lead plane of the U.S. Air Force formation, Air Force officer Germington saw the red, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly rise.

"The marker bomb has been dropped, the position has been confirmed, and the bomb is dropped immediately, Over."

Germington stared at the volunteers below, and said to the radio station with a cold face.

"Got it, drop the bomb immediately, over."

After receiving the order, the U.S. pilot immediately pulled the joystick and dived down sharply.

"call out--"

Several small black dots quickly fell around like a celestial maiden scattered flowers.

"Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by the deafening explosion, the whole area shook as if the earth was shaking.

From all over the army formation, several mushroom clouds rose up.

Even two military vehicles were directly exploded and flew into the sky.

"Mark bomb! It's the mark bomb of the American devils, spread it out!"

Taking advantage of the gap between the explosions, Wu Qianli yelled loudly at the surrounding comrades.

Almost everyone's heart tightened, and they quickly dispersed around.

Only Lei Gong hesitated, gritted his teeth, and ran towards the location of the marker bomb instead.

"Legend!"

Seeing this, Wu Qianli shouted and rushed forward, dragging Lei Gong to the ground.

"Company commander, my old bones have lived long enough, it's worth it to trade me for the safety of my comrades!"

As Lei Gong said, he desperately broke free from Wu Qianli's shackles, wanting to continue running towards the marker bullet.

"Yu Congrong, you kid, take two people and take Lei Gong to evacuate!"

The situation was urgent, Wu Qianli kept a cold face, and simply used the majesty of the company commander to let Yu Congrong lead people to control Lei Gong.

"Yes!"

Yu Congrong was taken aback for a moment, but still complied with his order and led others to drag Lei Gong to a safe place.

"Old Yu, you are confused!"

"The entire volunteer army can live without me, Lei Gong, or you, but it absolutely can't live without the company commander!"

"Turn around and look! You are asking the company commander to die for us!"

While struggling, Lei Gong yelled at Yu Congrong with a hoarse voice.

When Yu Congrong heard this, his whole body shook.

He turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw Wuqianli Town, and rushed to the position of the marker bomb with a determined face.

"Dog system, give me all the god-level luck, god-level car skills, and god-level agility bonus experience cards in the warehouse!"

Wu Qianli gritted his teeth and shouted in his heart.

At the same time, he quickly took off the military uniforms of several comrades, wrapped his body and head tightly, and only exposed two eyes.

Then, with the fastest speed, he moved the red-smoking marker bomb to the military vehicle, and quickly rushed into the cockpit, and ignited it fiercely.

"American devils, let me kill you iron bastards!"

Wu Qianli roared, and slammed on the accelerator with his foot, and the military vehicle with the marking bomb rushed forward quickly, and rushed straight towards the group of US tanks.

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　　The white phosphorus smoke released by the US military's marking bombs is corrosive, so it is necessary to wrap the body and head with military uniforms.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)