The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 152 The Last Three Hours!The seventh interspersed company fights to the death!
"Fire! (Hit!)"

The leading US military officer waved his hand fiercely and ordered loudly.

"Comrades, fire! Fuck it!"

Almost at the same time, Yu Congrong picked up his submachine gun and roared loudly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

With the sound of intensive gunfire, countless fire snakes spewed out from the position, and clusters of orange-red gun flames kept flickering.

Many American soldiers had just taken out their grenades, and before they had time to throw them out, their bodies were hit by countless bullets, and bright red blood mist splashed out.

"Shit! Lie down and hide!"

The US military officer watched the unthrown grenade fall to the ground, and immediately yelled in horror.

These U.S. troops did not expect the firepower of the Seventh Interlude Company to be so fierce and the timing so precise.

A large number of U.S. soldiers were still charging and did not react at all.

"Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by deafening explosions, seven or eight US troops were instantly submerged in the flames.

Under the dust and bullets flying all over the sky, some of the surviving US soldiers also burst into bright red blood, and fell headlong on the biting snow.

"Fire! Suppress them!"

The experienced US military officer was not distracted by this, but shouted immediately.

He understood that if he left his back to the volunteers at this time, it would definitely be a dead end.

Only by suppressing them with raging firepower can they have a chance of survival.

"Go to hell, you hateful volunteers!"

A white soldier stalked his neck, swaying a yellow ammunition belt, and fired wildly.

At the same time, the US machine guns in other places also opened fire, and the dense barrage instantly swept towards the position of the seventh interspersed company.

In the hail of bullets, some American soldiers held M3 submachine guns and continued to press closer with gritted teeth.

Mei Sheng picked up a sniper rifle, aimed his right eye at the long and narrow sniper scope, his eyes froze, and he pulled the trigger fiercely.

"boom!"

When the shot rang out, an American soldier's head exploded and he fell heavily in a pool of blood.

"Good marksmanship!"

Wu Wanli couldn't help sighing as he looked at the dead American corpses in the distance.

In fact, Mei Sheng's fighting ability is not bad, it's just that Wu Qianli's halo is too bright, which makes the people around him eclipse.

"This sharpshooter of the Volunteer Army cannot stay, and must be dealt with first!"

The leading U.S. officer recalled the pain of Wu Qianli's raging, and immediately made a fighting gesture, pointing in Mei Sheng's direction and roaring loudly.

The attacking U.S. troops received the order and immediately separated two squads of U.S. soldiers.

They turned their guns and crazily poured bullets in Mei Sheng's direction, then lowered their bodies and rushed towards Mei Sheng's position with a murderous aura.

There is no way, the U.S. military is really afraid of being killed by snipers, even if you can't be killed, you will be suppressed.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

All of a sudden, dense gunshots exploded, the sharp and piercing sound pierced everyone's eardrums, and tinnitus buzzed in their minds.

"His grandma, these American devils are really rich locals!"

"The bullets are scattered as if they don't need money, I'm afraid there won't be enough wasted!"

Yu Congrong, who was on the side, just wanted to shoot, but was pressed back by the firepower of the US military, and couldn't help yelling.

Not only here, but the soldiers on every position felt the oppression of the US military's firepower.

The bright yellow bullets kept whizzing past, and the blasting sound of tearing the air kept exploding.

The soldiers could feel the scorching heat of the bullets as they flew past their scalps!
"Platoon leader, instructor, the American devils have too much firepower, comrades have no room to shoot at all!"

"If you don't let them vent their anger, the American devils will charge up!"

Fire platoon soldier Tieniu supported his helmet and shouted loudly to Yu Congrong.

Hearing this, Yu Congrong frowned, already hesitating in his heart whether to organize a death squad to charge back for a while.

"Exhaust fire? I'll do it!"

"Fucking American devils, I'll blow you up!"

Hearing what Tieniu said, Wu Wanli bit open the grenade tab and risked standing up.

"Grenade! Concealment!"

A U.S. sergeant didn't expect that the volunteers would dare to show their heads. Seeing the white smoke of the grenade getting closer, he yelled and fell to the ground.

"Boom! Boom!"

After the two loud bangs, the momentum of the US army's charge stopped, and the firepower disappeared in an instant.

"You fucking don't want to die!?"

Yu Congrong looked at Wu Wanli who got up, and quickly pulled him down.

"Da da da da da..."

Sure enough, a barrage of barrages came head-on in the direction of Wu Wanli.

Many hit the soil layer on the trench, splashing wisps of white smoke.

There were also a few bullets flying towards Wu Wanli's khaki-colored military cap while spinning at a very high speed.

"so close……"

Wu Wanli felt that he had brushed shoulders with the god of death, and his back felt cold, he covered his head, and said with a heavy breath.

"Wanli, at any time, remember to protect yourself first, and then think about killing the enemy."

"Don't be like your two elder brothers, you don't care about anything when you start a war..."

Mei Sheng took the opportunity to snipe and kill an American soldier, then immediately lowered his body and said to Wu Wanli with a serious face.

Yu Congrong heard Mei Sheng's words, his lips parted slightly, his eyes turned red, and he felt a little sad.

He thought of Wu Baili spitting blood and spitting out his intestines all over the floor when Wu Baili died beside him.

"His grandma, American devils, I will kill you!"

Yu Congrong gritted his teeth and picked up the Browning heavy machine gun, and kept shooting at the figure not far away.

The muzzle of the machine gun suddenly flashed, and the body of the gun shook violently under the recoil, hitting Yu Congrong's chest hard red.

But he still pulled the trigger regardless, pouring bullets at the American soldiers.

Led by Yu Congrong, the soldiers of the fire platoon stood up one after another, aiming at the American soldiers and pouring firepower.

I have to say that the timing of Yu Congrong's choice is excellent.

A large number of U.S. soldiers have already arrived at the position, and there is no cover, and they can only be sieved like live targets.

Seeing this, the U.S. troops behind were discouraged, and even lost the courage to charge. They just stuck to the ground tightly and didn't dare to move at all.

Listening to the intensive gunfire of the fire platoon, the US military officer felt aggrieved in his heart.

In his opinion, these volunteers really don't care about martial arts!
Have you ever seen the Volunteer Army still use all-American weapons?
That's fine, but their American firepower equipment is actually stronger than that of the US military!
Seeing this situation, the U.S. troops who were halfway through the charge turned their heads to look at the commander, their eyes full of pleading.

"Continue to attack! Don't retreat!"

The U.S. military commander hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and said, and brought the last reserve team to kill.

This U.S. military officer understands that only by killing through the positions of the volunteers can they withdraw from this dead area and gain real safety!

Under the indifferent gaze of the U.S. military officers, the U.S. soldiers could only curse in their hearts and continue to attack with guns.

At this time, Yu Congrong raised his right hand and pressed down slightly, making a fighting gesture to the soldiers.

After receiving the order, the firepower of the soldiers weakened a lot, and they shot at each other with the U.S. military, and fell into a stalemate.

Mei Sheng glanced at Yu Congrong, and nodded approvingly.

As the side defending Kokaolin, their goal is to hold back the U.S. military, not to kill or injure many enemies.

After repelling the demoralized U.S. troops, they will soon be able to replenish new combat troops and launch rounds of more violent offensives.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to shoot at this group of US troops slowly and spend more time.

The U.S. military officer looked at the situation on the battlefield, and his face darkened, obviously understanding the intentions of Yu Congrong and others.

After more than a dozen corpses were left behind, the U.S. military completely lost the courage to continue attacking the mountain, and they all lay motionless behind the bunkers.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company became more and more courageous as they fought, and all of them had high fighting spirit.

If the fight continues like this, I am afraid that Yu Congrong will lead a counterattack, and the entire US army will be wiped out.

"Fuck you! Back off!"

Seeing this, the vanguard commander of the U.S. Army punched the snow unwillingly, but he had no choice but to shout the order to retreat.

After hearing the order, the U.S. military was excited, turned around quickly, and retreated downward like a tide.

However, the U.S. military has only retreated now, which seems to be too late.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two rapid gunshots sounded from the side and rear of the U.S. military, and the high-speed rotating bullets hit the U.S. military formation.

"what!"

The two fleeing American soldiers screamed and fell down.

In the process of rolling down, it also bumped into other American soldiers, causing the American soldiers to fall down.

"what?"

Hearing the location of the gunshots, the U.S. military officers immediately widened their eyes, and a huge panic swept through their hearts like a tsunami.

"Kill them all!"

Not far away, Wu Qianli's eyes froze, and he said indifferently.

At this moment, wisps of white smoke were still emitting from the muzzle of his gun.

Behind him, a large number of reconnaissance platoon soldiers rushed towards the US troops.

It turned out that Wu Qianli led the reconnaissance platoon fighters to repel the U.S. troops who made a surprise attack on the small road very quickly, and rushed to the frontal battlefield without stopping.

"elder brother!"

Wu Wanli on the battlefield saw a familiar figure, and immediately shouted excitedly.

The other soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company also looked excited, their eyes lit up.

In their hearts, Wu Qianli is the soul of the entire company.

As long as he is there, there is always a sense of peace in the hearts of the soldiers.

"Grandma, the company commander is here, let's not rest!"

"Comrades, fight with me and kill these American devils!"

Seeing that the opportunity was rare, Yu Congrong simply picked up the Browning machine gun and killed him immediately.

The other soldiers of the seventh interspersed company also raised their guns one after another, and rushed out of the position.

Facing the US military whose morale has completely collapsed, no special tactics are needed.

The two volunteers were like two sharp knives, stabbing fiercely at the US military formation.

"Da-da-da, da-da-da..."

Many soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company raised their submachine guns and fired in all directions.

They don't even bother to use intensive firepower to shoot, they just want to save bullets and kill the enemy.

A large number of U.S. troops looked at the bullets coming from both sides, and there was no way to avoid them. Before resisting for a few seconds, they fell down on the cold snow with hatred.

Many American soldiers looked at the approaching volunteers, their hands trembling in panic.

They dropped their guns one by one and were about to surrender to the [-]th Penetrating Company.

However, before they fully raised their hands, the heart was pierced by flying bullets.

"Hmm~"

There was a muffled groan of being shot, and fewer and fewer American soldiers survived.

Two minutes later, all the U.S. troops were killed and wounded under the flanking attack, and the bloody corpses were covered with snow.

"Report to the company commander, the battle is over, our army has 93 casualties, and [-] US troops have been annihilated!"

Yu Congrong took a brief count and saluted Wu Qianli.

"Good! Nice job!"

"You boy, you just killed the American devils until your eyes were red, hahaha..."

Wu Qianli punched Yu Congrong's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Wanli, take a platoon to clean up the battlefield, search carefully, our ammunition is consumed very quickly."

"By the way, be careful of the wounded who the American devils pretended to be dead..."

Wu Qianli turned his head to look at the eager Wu Wanli, waved his hands and said:

"Don't worry brother, the American devils will never try to harm us again."

Wu Wanli nodded heavily and immediately led people down to search.

"Ping He, thank you for taking the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon and then dispersing to guard and investigate. If you find the US army attacking, you should immediately fire a warning shot!"

Wu Qianli looked at Pinghe with a tired face, and said with a little distress.

"Yes!"

Hearing the words, Pinghe didn't complain at all, but responded loudly, and led the scouting platoon to go far away.

"Commander, you're back!"

"Instructor, put us back, just don't let us fire."

"The brothers in the artillery platoon are watching the show at the back, and they are almost suffocated."

Seeing Wu Qianli coming back, Lei Gong hurried over and complained while shaking his head with a wry smile.

"Hey! What's this called? The instructor thinks that your artillery platoon is a treasure, and is afraid that the American devils will take it ahead of time!"

Wu Qianli glanced at the cautious Mei Sheng, and quickly coughed dryly to comfort Lei Gong.

"Company commander, don't bring such a treasure..."

"You don't know, even the cooks and health workers in the team came to ask us to borrow guns, and said they wanted to beat the American devils!"

"They said that our gun platoon, guns are baby bumps, people are baby bumps, this gun must be borrowed, right? Pooh!"

As Lei Gong said, he spit thick phlegm on the snow with an angry face, and cursed slightly with his beard trembling.

"hahahahahahahahaha……"

Seeing Lei Gong's rare aggrieved look, Yu Congrong couldn't help but slapped his legs and laughed.

It wasn't until Lei Gong turned to look at him with a dark face that he closed his mouth, but his face turned red.

Looking at these interesting old comrades, Wu Qianli couldn't help but raise his mouth slightly.

"Don't worry, next, the gun platoon will come in handy..."

Wu Qianli patted Lei Gong's arm, looked at the current sky, and said with a smile.

"Mei Sheng, what time is it?"

Wu Qianli touched the watch that was damaged during the battle, and turned to ask Mei Sheng.

"Report to the company commander! It's 47:53:[-] PM!"

Mei Sheng looked at the slowly turning pointer, and said loudly to Wu Qianli rigorously.

"In other words, there are only three hours left before completing the three-day persistence mission."

Wu Qianli spoke slowly, looking towards the direction of the American attacking troops down the mountain, his face was a little dignified.

At the last moment, the U.S. military will inevitably launch the last and most violent attack.

Whether you can win or not depends on the next few hours...

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