The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 14 Ambush War (for further reading)

The biting cold wind tore through the tranquility of the night, like a wild beast with teeth and claws, sending out a piercing roar.

The flying snow that was flying all over the sky fell one after another, half covering the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company ambushing on both sides of the road, which not only provided them with cover, but also caused them a lot of trouble.

Wu Qianli looked at the intersection under the hillside and rubbed his hands vigorously.

However, after rubbing for a long time, he failed to poke the stiff palm red, only felt that the coldness seemed to be pervasive and everywhere.

Wu Wanli lay beside the icy snowdrift, feeling that the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen by the cold, making him extremely numb.

With a slight trembling, he took out the potato in his arms and wanted to take a bite.

However, suddenly a pain came from his mouth. It turned out that it was a potato as hard as a rock, which shattered his teeth.

"Guawazi is really stupid. Eat this. If you eat this way, you won't need all those teeth."

Lei Gong took out the potato that he had been covering his chest for a long time and handed it to Wu Wanli.

Wu Wanli looked at Lei Gong with a little gratitude, nodded emphatically, and was not polite, directly broke the two halves, and began to eat with big mouthfuls.

"Brother, when are we going to lie down?"

Wu Wanli lay here for an hour like a statue, unable to restrain himself from moving his mouth to speak.

If he didn't move or talk, he might accidentally fall asleep and never wake up again.

"Wait, it should be here soon, everyone should pay attention, move your hands and feet slightly from time to time, don't really turn into an ice sculpture here."

While Wu Qianli was speaking, white air came out of his mouth.

The biting cold wind took the opportunity to pour down his throat, seeming to turn his stomach upside down.

"If the American devil doesn't come again, I'm afraid our Seventh Interlude Company will have to give in to a few brothers."

Yu Congrong was also trembling, but he still held the submachine gun tightly in his hand, and pulled the bolt from time to time, otherwise it would be embarrassing if it jammed when the enemy army came.

Wu Qianli was also a little scared looking at the quiet road, but his fighting instinct told him that this is the best place to ambush.

Finally, a beam of light pierced the darkness ahead of the road and shone directly on the half-covered road.

American soldiers on the personnel carrier complained while eating canned luncheon meat.

Behind the car were dozens of running South Korean soldiers, struggling to keep up with the speed of the troop carrier, and kept eating exhaust gas.

"Oh—this damn weather, I must have been Satan's subordinate in my previous life, so I was arranged to fight with these yellow-skinned monkeys on this peninsula in this life."

An American soldier on the military vehicle complained.

"Haha, be optimistic, brother, believe in General MacArthur, we will go back before Christmas for the holidays."

An American sergeant patted him on the shoulder, comforting himself in a low voice, and looked at the flying snow that was flying all over the sky with uncertainty.

"Everyone rest in place!"

Following the order of the US military officer, dozens of South Korean soldiers who ran with the troop carrier lay down on the snow ground staggeringly.

They didn't care about the cold, and rested there panting.

The American soldiers are much more orderly, one by one from the troop carrier one by one.

And a small number of U.S. troops still maintain a vigilant posture, but most of them are downcast. Such harsh weather tortured them a bit.

"Company commander, these American devils stopped suddenly, what's the matter, shall we still fight?"

Yu Congrong saw that only half of the US troops at the foot of the mountain had entered an ambush state, and his teeth itched in anger.

"Lei Gong, ask your artillery platoon to concentrate the grenades of the seventh interspersed company to that commanding height."

"When you hear my gunshot, throw it down hard. Remember to throw it as far as possible on both sides of the US military vehicle, so as not to blow up the vehicle. Oh, and, bring this kid Wu Wanli with you."

Wu Qianli moved his slightly stiff arm, and gave Lei Gong an order.

"Obey, the brothers in the artillery platoon come with me!"

Lei Gong rushed to the commanding heights with his people, and he couldn't help sighing halfway, if only there were still shells.

"Yu Congrong, you and the fire platoon, when you hear my gunshots later, try to give priority to those American troops to the ground, those Korean troops are nothing to be afraid of."

"Yes!"

Wu Qianli, who had given orders to Yu Congrong, took the rest of the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company, and walked around the mountain to the other side of the US army.

"Damn it, what are you doing here? Go and be alert, what if an enemy army comes?"

The officers of the U.S. military looked at the rickety South Korean army, and suddenly felt contempt for them, thinking that they would not be able to support the wall with mud.

While cursing in blunt Korean, he angrily kicked the South Korean soldiers with his legs.

"Hehe, this group of US troops simply don't treat us as human beings..."

A South Korean soldier who had just struggled to get up now had the big shoe prints of the US military on his face.

He looked at the kimchi he had just taken out but was kicked to the ground, gritted his teeth, and widened his eyes a little bit indignantly.

But he didn't dare to say anything when he looked at the U.S. military with a submachine gun staring at him.

The other South Korean troops also dispersed one after another without daring to speak out, and organized vigilance for the U.S. military.

"call out--"

A rocket, with a fierce offensive, instantly tore through the flying snow curtain, pierced directly over the heads of the South Korean army, and flew into the crowd of American soldiers.

"boom!"

The huge roar stunned the U.S. troops who were resting just now for a second.

Before they could react, Lei Gong stood at the commanding heights and pulled the fuze of the grenade and threw it down.

For a while, countless grenades were poured at the feet of the US military, making it impossible to hide.

Then there were bursts of explosions, and the lives of American soldiers were brutally harvested by shrapnel.

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

While yelling, the US military officer directed the remaining soldiers to hide behind the military vehicle.

However, the bursts of snow from the explosion poured directly into his throat, and the loud noise also drowned out his orders.

However, a small number of experienced U.S. troops did find out that something was wrong at the first time, and hurriedly hid in the bunker and picked up their submachine guns to fight back.

"Da da da da da da..."

Yu Congrong led the fire platoon and rushed over like a tiger descending the mountain, taking advantage of the fact that the U.S. military did not react.

Wu Qianli also led the soldiers to kill, and both sides outflanked at the same time, like a huge pliers, pinching the US and South Korean troops back and forth.

In the hail of bullets, a few American soldiers were shot through the head by bullets just as they emerged, and fell down on the snow with a plop, twitching twice before losing their breath.

The South Korean army without a bunker was even worse. Although they were not the first targets to attack, neither the US military nor the volunteers took their safety into consideration in this mixed firepower network.

In this way, they became mice caught in the cracks, being angry at both ends.

Suddenly the South Korean army collapsed in an instant, raised their hands and was about to surrender, but was beaten to death by bullets unleashed by the US military.

"These American devils think it's useful to hide behind military vehicles, don't they?"

Gritting his teeth, Wu Wanli pulled open the tabs of three grenades in a row, and threw them fiercely at the U.S. troops behind the military vehicle.

However, this time it seemed that they were not so lucky. Two of them rolled directly to the middle and the sides, and the explosion caused bursts of snowflakes but did not cause any damage.

However, there was one that passed accurately over the head of the military vehicle and exploded in the air behind the US military bunker.

In an instant, countless shrapnel tore apart the body of the US military.

The explosion also shattered the glass of the car door, but the crystal glass has now become the second harvest to kill the US military.

When Wu Qianli and Yu Congrong rushed forward, several remaining American soldiers raised their hands.

Several of the U.S. recruits stared blankly at the volunteer soldiers who were descending like tigers, and they were obviously stunned.

Their military literacy is not weaker than that of the volunteers, but they are deeply shocked by their will to hide in the ice and snow for hours, and their desperate fighting style.

"Company commander, what shall we do with these people?"

Yu Congrong looked at the rows of U.S. troops kneeling on the ground with their hands up and their arms up. Even if they couldn't understand English, it was hard to shoot them now.

"Why are these American devils so spineless?"

Wu Qianli looked at the U.S. troops who surrendered, but he felt a headache. He couldn't kill all the prisoners in one go.

"This officer, we have surrendered now, I hope you will treat prisoners of war preferentially in accordance with international conventions and give us the treatment we deserve!"

A U.S. military officer with his hands up, saw Wu Qianli's position in the [-]th Interlude Company, and boldly reminded him loudly.

The other American soldiers also cast their eyes on Wu Qianli, with a hint of reason in their eyes, and some even planned their next meal and how to eat it.

"Why don't the company commander kill them all? I'll do the job. With these American devils, how can we carry out the mission well?"

Lei Gong thought of Pinghe who was being tortured by the U.S. Army, and suddenly his heart was burning with anger. He patted his chest and wrapped it up, and saw that the U.S. Army didn't show any good looks.

"The killing of prisoners of war..."

At this time, Mei Sheng, who hadn't participated in the battle for a long time because of his injuries, stood up, but he did not continue speaking in the middle of the sentence.

He looked at Wu Qianli, obviously he is not a rigid person, knowing the trouble of these captives, he decided to let Wu Qianli make up his mind.

"In this world of ice and snow, I'm afraid I will kill you and leave you here, and you will be buried in heavy snow in a short while. Who cares about any international conventions, don't you think so?"

Wu Qianli sneered while holding the gun, and put the muzzle of the gun on the head of the American officer.

The American officer trembled for a moment, looked at the demon in surprise, opened his mouth tremblingly, but was so frightened that he didn't even know what to say.

The other soldiers of the [-]th Interlude Company and the rest of the restless American soldiers all turned their eyes to Wu Qianli, waiting for his final verdict.

(End of this chapter)