The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 151: The U.S. Army Climbs a Frontal Attack!The roar of the soldiers!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Without hesitation, Wu Qianli fired three more shots while the American soldiers were in a daze.

Hot bullets came out of the chamber one after another, flying towards the American soldiers with a loud sound of piercing through the air.

The bullet swirled at high speed in the air, and under the action of huge inertia, it slammed into the heads of several American soldiers!
"Oh—my brother!"

"Damn volunteers! I'll blow you up!"

An American soldier watched his brother's brains splatter with his own eyes, and shouted angrily.

He suddenly took out two grenades, bit off the tab, and while Wu Qianli was not paying attention, he slammed them at him.

"Captain!"

Ping He suddenly found the American soldier, reminded him loudly, and turned his gun.

However, this American veteran obviously has rich experience. The moment he quickly smashed out the grenade, he immediately retracted his body.

"Oh!"

The bullet fired by Ping He grazed the upper end of the American military helmet, making a crisp sound of metal collision.

"呲呲-"

The grenade emitting white smoke circled and flew towards the sky, and the landing point just locked on the two ends of the Wuqianli bunker.

Once it lands and explodes, the flying shrapnel will definitely split Wu Qianli, and this tricky angle is unavoidable.

"Good opportunity, rush to the past and wipe out all these volunteers!"

"After annihilating these volunteers, I will give you all great credit!"

Alexander caught the fighter plane very accurately and shouted quickly.

"kill!"

The U.S. soldiers, who had been suppressed for a long time, let out a roar like thunder, rushed out of the bunker, and planned to charge in the direction of Wuqianli.

"Damn you!"

Wu Qianli raised the corners of his mouth easily, quickly raised the muzzle of the dark gun, and aimed it at midair.

"boom!"

The muzzle of the sniper rifle flashed, and the bullets that flew out were unbiased, hitting the grenade in the air.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Accompanied by a huge explosion, a cloud of mushroom-shaped smoke burst out from the fiery red flames in the sky.

In an instant, the sharp shrapnel carrying the shock wave flew in all directions.

"what!"

Under the screams of the US military, there were seven or eight more bloody corpses on the snow.

The momentum of the US soldiers' assault was contained by Wu Qianli from the very beginning, and the original intensive firepower of the US military was stopped.

"Change the submachine gun and kill!"

Ping He obviously didn't want to give up such a good opportunity, and hurriedly shouted to lead his army to kill him.

"Kill these American devils!"

The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon shouted, raised their M3 submachine guns, and charged towards the US military formation with strafing fire.

"It's him! The killer of the volunteer army!"

Alexander watched Wu Qianli blow up the grenade in the air with one shot, and suddenly exclaimed out of composure.

"Sir..."

Several American soldiers nearby stuck behind the bunker and turned to look at Alexander.

Obviously, it can be seen from their eyes that they are eager for Alexander's retreat order.

"Radio! Quick!"

Alexander looked at the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon charging closer and closer, and shouted in panic.

"Sir, here..."

An American soldier risked his head down and rushed over, handing over the radio to Alexander.

Soon, Alexander dialed the number of Nicholas Command with slightly trembling hands.

"Oh—what's the matter, Alexander, have you made great progress so quickly?"

Nicholas on the other end of the phone endured the pain and asked with a smile.

"Shit! The main force of the Volunteer Army is in ambush here, we are under attack!"

"The situation is critical now, we request artillery support!"

"Repeat, we need artillery support!"

Alexander spoke hurriedly to the other end of the phone, and reported the coordinates of the shelling.

"Oh—okay, I'll send the artillery position right away, good luck my friend!"

Nicholas heard Alexander's embarrassment, and said with a wry smile.

At this time, Wu Qianli also noticed the transfer of the radio just now, and determined the location of the radio.

"This must be the commander position of the American devils!"

Wu Qianli frowned slightly, and stared fixedly at the bunker there.

"Company commander, that American devil's bunker is in such a good position, it's impossible to hit him..."

At this moment, Ping He rushed to the side of Wu Qianli and said with a sigh.

It turned out that Ping He had set his sights on this position a long time ago, but after holding up his gun for a long time, he could only put it down dejectedly.

"Who said you have to be right in the middle to kill?"

The corner of Wu Qianli's mouth raised slightly, his eyes locked on a stone next to the bunker, and his brain began to calculate quickly.

In just two seconds, he finished his calculation, aimed his gun at the stone next to Alexander's bunker, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three bullets with burning metal casings flew out at high speed, and all hit the stone.

"Oh!"

Under the impact of several bullets, the stone exploded directly.

In mid-air, a burst of dust flew up, and the gravel splashed at high speed flew towards Alexander's position.

"what!"

Unprepared, Alexander was hit by gravel and wailed loudly.

A long bloodstain was directly wiped off his arm, dripping blood oozing out.

Not only that, but even the radio next to him was not spared.

"呲呲-"

Accompanied by bursts of electric current, the metal casing of the radio splashes sparks from time to time.

"Sir! Run, if you don't withdraw, it will be too late!"

An American soldier struggled to shoot a shuttle, and said to Alexander.

"withdraw!"

The pained Alexander growled the last word, and ran back without looking back.

The seven or eight American soldiers who survived in the surrounding area breathed a sigh of relief, and escaped faster than rabbits.

"Company commander, the American devils have escaped, should we chase them?"

Ping He knocked down a rout soldier with one shot, looked at the sparse American army formation, and asked a little emotionally.

"Don't chase, follow me immediately!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Qianli ordered directly and decisively.

In his heart, he always felt a sense of danger approaching, and this sense of unease made him give up chasing.

And according to the small dynamic map in his mind, other small groups of US troops are also climbing the mountain, and they have no time to waste.

"retreat!"

Ping He shouted, and blew the whistle of the Osprey he was carrying.

After hearing the whistle, even the soldiers who had raised their guns to aim turned their heads without hesitation, and withdrew towards the rear.

It took only a dozen seconds for the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon who were ordered to withdraw from the battlefield.

Just at this moment, the U.S. artillery position, which had locked the coordinates, raised its muzzle and fired violently at the position they were just now.

"Hush-hush-"

In an instant, several thick artillery shells smashed towards the top of the mountain with murderous aura, and the sharp sound of piercing the air that was getting closer and closer stimulated the eardrums of the soldiers.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Continuous explosions immediately covered the battlefield just now, and the soaring flames instantly turned half of the sky red.

Even some wounded American soldiers who were too late to run away were engulfed in flames.

The violent bombardment lasted only half a minute, and the white snow was scorched black just now, and the densely packed craters replaced the raised stones.

"so close!"

Looking at the tragic situation in the distance, Ping He said with lingering fear.

The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon also felt the oppressive feeling of brushing shoulders with death, and looked at Wu Qianli with admiration.

In their view, Wu Qianli's orders almost never make mistakes, and he is as sensitive as a real military god.

"The 35-degree hillside on the northeast side, march forward quickly!"

Wu Qianli looked at the position of the little red dot on the dynamic map, waved his hand immediately, and led the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon to kill.

Just as Wu Qianli was leading the reconnaissance platoon to eat away at the small US assault troops, Yu Congrong's frontal battle was about to begin!
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The main position of the seventh interspersed company

All soldiers loaded their bullets and waited quietly for the attack of the US military.

"Instructor, it's almost a war, what are the American devils still babbling about?"

Wu Wanli remembered the music played by the US military when he touched it before, and couldn't help humming.

"Jingle Bells, the song of the American Devils celebrating Christmas."

"Their general fantasized about annihilating us in advance, and went back for the holiday."

When Mei Sheng heard the familiar melody, he immediately replied with a smile.

"Whatever it is, if you set foot on this land and want to go back alive, ask my old Yu's gun if he agrees!"

When Yu Congrong heard the arrogant thoughts of the US military, he immediately clenched the heavy machine gun in his hand and said through gritted teeth.

"Hmph, these American devils really dare to think, and they are still singing now."

Lei Gong wiped a cannonball brightly, and said with a cold snort.

"Actually, before the war, it is more beneficial for the soldiers to relax."

Mei Sheng looked at the nervous crowd and said thoughtfully.

"The instructor is right. My brother taught me how to cross the Yalu River. I always hum, but I'm tired of hearing it."

Wu Wanli nodded in agreement.

"How about I teach everyone to sing a new song, so that the soldiers can wake up."

Mei Sheng looked at the soldiers holding on in the snow, and said immediately.

You must know that if you fall asleep at such a temperature, you will never wake up.

In history, a large number of volunteer soldiers did not die on the way to charge, but froze to death on the icy snow.

The most famous, and also the most emotional, is the ice sculpture company that ambushed the U.S. military for a long time.

"Come on, sing it, sing it!"

Wu Wanli licked his chapped lips and urged excitedly.

The soldiers also turned their heads to look at Mei Sheng. For them, any new song is a luxury.

"Just as the pear blossoms are blooming all over the world, the gentle veil is floating on the river..."

"The girl is singing a beautiful song, she is singing about the eagle in the grassland..."

Mei Sheng shook his chapped lips and sang the Katyusha that he had learned in Su before.

The melodious singing soon infected everyone, and it didn't take long for everyone to sing along.

Different from the cheerfulness of the American Christmas song, Katyusha is more of a tragic atmosphere on the battlefield, which seems to herald the difficult battle that will be interspersed in the seventh.

"call out--"

"call out--"

Soon, two shells fired in a hurry interrupted the singing of the crowd, and the sound of the piercing wind brought a sense of oppression in the battle.

"Bombardment! Cover!"

Mei Sheng looked at the shells that were getting closer, and quickly yelled and fell down in the trench.

The soldiers of the seventh interspersed company who had been prepared for a long time did not panic at all, but just silently pressed against the earth wall of the trench.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The deafening cannons rang out, and countless raised dust covered the soldiers' khaki military uniforms.

After one round, the fierce artillery fire did not stop, but became even more intense.

The rapid artillery fire covered the front and back of their positions, and the mines originally buried by the seventh interspersed company were directly blasted out.

Around the position, dozens of fire clouds rose up, releasing dazzling red light like the sun, and the piercing soldiers couldn't open their eyes at all.

The scorching high temperature melted the snow in front of the position and volatilized it into water vapor, making a squeaky sound.

The shelling finally stopped when billowing black smoke enveloped the entire position and everyone felt a little lack of oxygen.

It's not that the U.S. military doesn't want to continue bombing, but that the hot and red infantry gun barrels have reached the edge of the blast chamber, and if they bombard them again, they will lose their own people.

"According to the predetermined plan, attack!"

"There is no need for prisoners in this battle, kill all these damn volunteers!"

Nicholas felt the pain in the wound, as if he was holding his breath, he roared and gave the order to attack.

"Yes, sir!"

Feeling the oppression of the war, the U.S. military messengers rushed down and sent telegrams to the troops.

Soon, the first wave of U.S. troops raised their submachine guns and pressed down on the billowing black smoke.

"Brother Yu, the American Devils are here!"

Wu Wanli's palms were slightly sweaty, he took a deep breath, and reminded Yu Congrong who was beside him.

On the steep hillside covered with scorched black craters and shell fragments, American soldiers bent over and carefully pressed up to their position in a scattered manner.

However, they were still some distance away from their positions high up on the hillside.

"Don't worry, let the soldiers hold back and wait until they get close to the position before shooting!"

When Yu Congrong spoke, the white steam from his mouth scattered and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Now the seventh interspersed company has intensive firepower, but the corresponding ammunition will be depleted quickly.

Without any logistical supplies, they had no choice but to wait for the US military to approach before firing.

"These American devils are not simple, they are definitely the elite troops in the US military"

Mei Sheng raised the binoculars and looked down, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

I saw that about a few hundred meters away from the position, the US military's loose and orderly formation had almost no flaws.

"His grandma's, don't care about his mother's elite, if you get close, give him all the chugs!"

Yu Congrong looked at the bright and reflective US military helmets below, and his murderous intent became more and more serious.

300 meter

200 meter

100 m.

80 meters...

The U.S. soldiers were getting closer and closer. Under the huge pressure, the soldiers even panted a lot less, and their hearts were beating faster.

At this time, I saw the leading US military officer making a fighting gesture and raising his hand slightly upwards—this was an order to throw a grenade.

The U.S. troops around received the order, nodded one after another, and then pulled out a "pineapple"-style grenade from their chests, about to bite off the tab.

The US machine gunner also drove the heavy machine gun, adjusting the position of the muzzle with slightly sweaty palms.

At the same time, the soldiers of the fire platoon also poked their heads out, pointing their black muzzles at the bodies of the American soldiers.

The war is on the verge of...

(End of this chapter)