The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 144 Burning Company Camp!A battle loss ratio of one to ten!

"Shit! How dare those volunteers be so arrogant!? They actually went down the mountain and attacked our camp!"

Alexander shouted angrily, and the SCR-536 radio in his hand was slammed to the ground by him.

"Oh!"

The radio that was dropped to the ground made a muffled sound, and a few sparks burst out in an instant.

Several US military officers around looked at this scene and looked at each other in blank dismay. No one dared to move forward.

In the distance, a large number of disgraced U.S. soldiers who were bombed ran back, and Alexander became even more manic.

"call out--"

At this time, a mortar shell flew along a beautiful parabola, and the sound of breaking wind approaching violently made all the US military officers panic.

"Sir, be careful!"

Several American guards yelled and rushed towards Alexander.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the flames soaring into the sky, the mortar shell exploded not far from Alexander, and the splashed snow particles fell on his body.

"Sir, you are standing too far in front, you are easily injured by the volunteers, why don't you move to the back?"

A US guard officer looked at the angry Alexander and asked cautiously.

"Bah! These cunning yellow-skinned monkeys, sooner or later, I will tear them to pieces!"

Alexander wiped off the snow on his face in disgust, and cursed quite angrily.

"Sir, do you mean... to continue the attack?"

A US military officer looked at Alexander's angry expression and asked in a low voice.

When Alexander heard the words, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth slightly, but the words were still swallowed forcefully.

He wanted to launch an attack immediately, and it would be best to wipe out all these hateful volunteers within a day.

But the current situation does not allow him to be willful at all. The calmness of the commander finally suppressed the irrational thoughts in his heart.

"Order the whole army, the rear army will be changed to the front army, only one will be left behind to attack, and the rest will immediately retreat and return to the camp at the foot of the mountain!"

Alexander clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and gave the order to retreat.

"Yes!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the U.S. military messenger, but he quickly conveyed the order.

After receiving the retreat order, all American soldiers were overjoyed.

Only the U.S. soldiers who were left behind, with ashen faces, felt the despair of being abandoned.

I don't know if they offended Alexander. The U.S. Army company that was bombed just now took on the task of sniping the volunteers.

"Hold on! As long as we hold on for 5 minutes, we will leave, and we will not work for those high-ranking officers."

U.S. company commander Arthur looked at Alexander who was running the fastest behind him, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and said to his soldiers.

"Yes, sir!"

Hearing this, those American soldiers who were ashamed of death mustered up a little courage and prepared to defend against sniper attacks.

On the other side, Yu Congrong held up his binoculars and saw the US troops retreating like a tide, with a hint of doubt on his face.

"His grandma, when did these American devils become more cowardly than the South Korean army, and they retreated after two blows."

Yu Congrong frowned, wondering if it was a trap deliberately set by the US military to lure him out of the position to fight.

"Platoon leader, could it be that our company commander succeeded, which alarmed the U.S. military and made them rush back for help?"

Tieniu, a member of the fire platoon, scratched the back of his head and made a bold guess.

"That's right! You boy, you finally have a flash of inspiration."

"Send a few sharp soldiers to go around and investigate to see if the American devils have really left. If there is any abnormality, immediately fire a warning shot!"

"Others, touch me, even if it's bait, I have to eat this American devil."

Yu Congrong gave the order decisively, and slammed the bolt of the gun, leading the soldiers of the fire platoon to charge forward.

"Battle baa baa baa baa..."

The U.S. military didn't wait for Yu Congrong to approach at all, and several heavy machine guns fired together, and soldiers were injured and fell to the ground from time to time.

"Lei Gong, don't hold the cannonball as a treasure, blow up the ****!"

Yu Congrong, who was suppressed by the heavy firepower, was full of displeasure, and looked in Lei Gong's direction and cursed.

Artillery emplacement

Lei Gong had just completed the calibration of a mortar himself when he suddenly sneezed.

"Ah Choo——his grandma's, which bastard scolds me?"

"I didn't mention you, hurry up and finish aiming, and send the shells to the American devils before they finish escaping!"

Lei Gong cursed and urged the soldiers of the artillery platoon, but felt a little distressed.

After this bombing, their battery only had enough bombs for eight or nine rounds.

However, thinking that he would only have to persist for three days, Lei Gong still gritted his teeth and asked the soldiers of the artillery platoon to fight one more base.

"Let's have dinner!"

Accompanied by Lei Gong's long-lost special prelude to firing, the soldiers in the artillery platoon slammed the bombs into the barrel.

"Bam—"

The mortars made a muffled sound like the growl of wild animals, and the shells flew into the sky like rockets.

"Hurry up and try to bury all the American devils in the snow!"

Under Lei Gong's yell, the soldiers of the artillery platoon endured the scattered white smoke and quickly stuffed the shells into the muzzle.

"call out--"

"call out--"

The rounds of shells almost never stopped, smashing into the sniper position where the US military was located.

Before a large number of U.S. troops could react, they were cut into pieces by the exploding shrapnel.

Even the U.S. military, who managed to find a dead spot and survived, coughed repeatedly in the thick gunpowder.

On the battlefield, apart from sporadic gunshots, the U.S. military could not organize a decent resistance at all.

And because of the terrain of Xiaokaolin, they didn't have any decent heavy firepower to counter them, so they could only watch Yu Congrong and others approach.

"kill!"

Accompanied by the volunteer army's unique charge horn, Yu Congrong took the lead and killed at the forefront with a submachine gun.

Due to the tempering of the war, the infantry coordination of the firepower platoon and the artillery platoon has reached the point of perfection.

When the artillery fire extending in front was almost exhausted, the soldiers of the fire platoon rushed forward stepping on the back end of the sea of ​​flames, without giving the American soldiers any time to react.

"Counterattack! Beat them down!"

U.S. company commander Arthur looked at the volunteers emerging from the smoke in front of him, and yelled in a panic.

As a grassroots military officer who has experienced many battles, he understands that retreating now is a dead end.

We can only hope that these volunteers will be beaten down, and they will have that slim chance of survival.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Arthur had just finished speaking when the hasty submachine gun shot interrupted him.

Many American soldiers who had just appeared did not react and were swept to death on the spot.

"Good chance, grenade!"

Mei Sheng, who was in the army formation, caught this rare opportunity and hurriedly reminded him loudly.

"die!"

Wu Wanli pulled out two grenades in a row, pulled out the ring in one breath, and threw them after a slight pause.

"Boom! Boom!"

There were two loud bangs instantly on the US military's position, and the air blast opened a huge gap in the US military's formation.

"Good boy, your arm strength should be stronger than Yu Congrong's!?"

Seeing that the fire cloud that exploded was obviously more intense, Mei Sheng couldn't help widening his eyes and exclaimed.

Wu Wanli actually exploded two airbursts of anti-tank grenades in one breath!

You must know that the weight of an anti-tank grenade is completely different from that of an ordinary grenade, and the power of the explosion is also several times stronger.

So Wu Wanli's bombing just now was no less than two shells hitting the US military's position.

"Ah? Damn it, I made a mistake..."

Wu Wanli felt the severe numbness in his arm before he realized it. At the same time, he was pleasantly surprised at the improvement in his arm strength.

The American soldiers looked at this group of volunteers who were like wolves and tigers, and they seemed to be stunned for a while, and their reactions were much slower.

"Oh my god! Everyone is awake! The volunteer army is about to rush up!"

U.S. company commander Arthur was also a little flustered at the moment, but he seemed to have no other options other than boosting morale.

When the remaining American soldiers heard Arthur's roar, they immediately raised their guns.

However, before they had time to shoot, they found countless small black spots emitting white smoke falling towards them.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The violent continuous explosions directly blew up the morale of the US military, and countless corpses were thrown into the sky.

"Hmm~"

Arthur's arm was hit by a shrapnel, and he couldn't help but grunt in severe pain.

He gritted his teeth, picked up an M3 submachine gun on the ground, and was about to make a final fight.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed towards him.

"die!"

Yu Congrong kicked Arthur to the ground with a sharp kick, aimed at the vitals of Arthur's body, gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Accompanied by two bursts of submachine gun fire, the US company commander Arthur's eyes went dark, and his head fell to the side weakly.

At this time, other fire platoon fighters also rushed to the position, fighting with the American soldiers with red eyes.

In an instant, the U.S. troops on the ground seemed to be pierced severely by a sharp knife, and the entire army formation was directly cut off at the waist.

As more and more soldiers rushed up, the U.S. military completely lost the will to resist, dropped their guns and ran back.

"shooting!"

Yu Congrong watched these American troops run away in a panic, and gave orders ruthlessly.

"Battle baa baa baa baa..."

The soldiers of the fire platoon directly picked up the guns dropped by the US troops and aimed at their backs to shoot.

In just one minute, except for a few lucky ones who escaped, almost a company of US troops was reimbursed here.

"How about the casualties of the troops?"

Yu Congrong wiped the blood splattered by the American army on his face, and asked with concern.

"Brother Yu, our casualties were only a dozen people, while the American casualties reached nearly two hundred, and the battle damage ratio reached one to ten!"

Wu Wanli quickly went down to investigate, and said excitedly.

"These American devils are too inexperienced. If they keep attacking, maybe they can fight better."

Wu Wanli looked at the corpses of American soldiers strewn all over the ground, and said with emotion.

"The reason why we fought so easily must be because the company commander's assault was so fast that the U.S. military had to return for help."

"Whether we can fight more easily in the future depends on whether our company commander can destroy the heavy firepower of the American devils..."

Mei Sheng said, sighed slightly, and began to worry about the safety of Wu Qianli and Pinghe.

………………

At the foot of the mountain, where the US military is stationed
The sound of guns and guns rang out intensively, and the blazing flames covered almost every part of the US military camp.

"Shit! Put out the fire! Hurry up and put out the fire!"

A U.S. military officer shouted in panic as he saw more and more fires burning and gradually approaching the ammunition depot.

"boom--"

Wu Qianli, who was hiding in the dark, raised his hand and shot the American officer on the spot.

Ping He, who was beside him, looked at the chaos of the US military in the camp, and couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly, admiring Wu Qianli even more.

It turned out that when Alexander led the army up the mountain, Wu Qianli also brought the reconnaissance platoon soldiers closer to the US military's position.

Instead of concentrating his forces and launching an attack as usual, he divided the reconnaissance platoon into several teams.

Some teams got a lot of white phosphorous incendiary bombs and used rifle grenades to shoot around and cause fires.

There are also some teams that killed the U.S. sentinels, put on U.S. military uniforms, tied yellow cloth strips, sneaked in, and fired everywhere to create chaos.

There is also Wu Qianli's team, who also changed into the uniform of the US military, tied yellow cloth strips, and rushed all the way to the location where the US howitzers and tanks were concentrated.

"Company commander, there are still a few hundred meters left, and the artillery camp of the American devils is ahead."

Ping He said excitedly as he watched the American artillerymen continuously running out to support the firefighting.

"Okay! Prioritize blowing up the howitzers, and don't leave any long-range strike firepower for the American devils!"

As Wu Qianli said, his eyes froze, and he waved to the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon behind, signaling everyone to speed up.

"Yes!"

Ping He responded in a low voice, and touched the tracer bullets that had been prepared in his pocket with his hand.

The real dynamite pack is different from the one in the movie, it can be detonated casually.

The explosive package made of TNT is very stable, and only tracer bullets can be easily ignited.

As for the random detonation of pistol bullets in the middle and late stages of the Changjin Lake movie, the real reason is also silent.

That's because the Volunteer Army's logistical supplies are not enough, and the explosives made by TNT are insufficient, so they can only be replaced with black powder with extremely poor stability.

Soon, Wu Qianli rushed to the howitzer with the reconnaissance platoon.

"what?"

When the only remaining American soldiers saw Wu Qianli and the others rushing over, they all showed expressions of doubt and vigilance.

"Shoot them all!"

Wu Qianli raised his Thomson submachine gun and fired mercilessly.

Soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon also rushed to the four places of the artillery battalion station, aiming at the panicked U.S. troops and shooting together.

"Baa baa baa baa..."

After the rapid gunfire, the blood splashed redly stained the steel tracks of the tank, and all the American soldiers who stayed behind were shot to death.

"Install the explosive pack immediately without delay!"

As Wu Qianli said, he also took out an explosive bag and quickly fixed it to a howitzer.

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon nodded their heads and installed the explosive packages as quickly as possible.

"Pinghe, keep that US tank, and just blow up the others."

Wu Qianli caressed the heavy armor of a Pershing tank, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

Soon, the fighters of the reconnaissance platoon installed explosive kits on all valuable targets.

In order to prevent the power of the explosive package from being insufficient, they also piled some shells in front of the tanks, and even the gasoline of some American tanks was directly released on the ground.

"Someone who can drive a tank, let's just rush out!"

As Wu Qianli said, his heart pounded faster, he climbed into the fortress-like US tank, and found the gunner's position.

"Boom--"

After a while, the tracks of this steel behemoth rolled up, and the black muzzle pointed at the US troops outside.

At this time, Ping He also loaded the tracer, and slammed the bolt, aiming at the explosive package on a howitzer.

(End of this chapter)