The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 155: The Last Madness on Xiaokaolin!

"Soldiers, this is our last stand!"

"Kill all the volunteers and retreat to Xingnan Port!"

Alexander frowned and roared loudly, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

"Attack! (Kill!)"

The U.S. troops attacking the mountain were all red-eyed, clenched the cold barrels of their guns, and climbed vigorously.

Behind him, apart from the machine guns that suppressed the volunteers, there were two more empty ones.

Next to the Browning heavy machine gun in the sky, there is a US military supervisor with a cold face.

Their muzzles shook slightly, aiming at any American army who dared to retreat.

Even Alexander himself drew his pistol and groped towards the hill.

"Lei Gong! Shoot out all the fucking cannonballs! Don't keep them!"

Wu Qianli looked at the densely packed American commandos, raised his eyebrows, and roared loudly.

"Grandma, I have been waiting for this sentence for a long time!"

"Guapers of Pao Pai, dinner is ready!"

Lei Gong gritted his teeth and opened the cannonball box with a bayonet, exposing the shiny cannonballs.

The soldiers of the artillery platoon put up the mortars one after another, and adjusted the angle of the muzzle at a very fast speed.

"Extend the artillery fire, turn right ten secret positions, blow down the middle of the American devils' army formation!"

Lei Gong waved his hand violently, and with his rough voice, he shouted at the breaking point at the top of his lungs.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The metal friction sound of the cannon ejected from the chamber sounded like a sharp sword being unsheathed.

Rows of mortar guns burst into flames, and white smoke rose everywhere.

Dozens of black high-explosive shells soared into the sky at high speed, and smashed towards the center of the US military formation.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Dozens of mushroom clouds suddenly erupted in the middle of the hillside, instantly blasting the bodies of more than [-] American soldiers into pieces.

"Shit! Didn't it mean that the volunteers' shells have been fired?"

Feeling the heat of a sea of ​​flames, Alexander couldn't help shouting angrily.

During the previous rounds of U.S. offensives, the artillery fire of the Seventh Interspersed Company was silent.

Now it erupted suddenly, and the U.S. troops who attacked the mountain were caught off guard.

And because the artillery platoon bombarded the middle section of the U.S. military formation indiscriminately, it caused a direct fault between them.

The U.S. troops behind looked at the sea of ​​flames that exploded in front of them, and stopped.

The U.S. troops who rushed halfway in the front row looked at the ferocious volunteers, and suddenly panicked and overwhelmed.

"Grandma, give me a hard hit!"

Yu Congrong looked at the chaotic U.S. troops, directly pressed his body against the rear end of the Browning heavy machine gun, and fired continuously at the U.S. troops.

The soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company stood up one after another, with brilliant orange-red flames gushing out from the muzzles of their guns.

The bullets were as violent as a storm, hitting the American troops in front of the position.

Losing the support from the rear, the U.S. troops in front fell to the ground one after another under the firepower of the [-]th interspersed company, and were quickly wiped out by most of them.

"Hidden behind the bunker, set up machine guns to suppress the volunteers, and our reinforcements will rush up soon!"

An American military officer was extremely calm and shouted loudly at the soldiers.

He understood that the artillery fire of the Volunteers was limited, so they had to stabilize first, and when the main attacking force arrived, they would have a chance to counterattack.

Although his idea was correct, it was a pity that he met Wu Qianli and the Seventh Interlude Company.

"Mei Sheng, when I kill the American devil commander, you immediately command the fire platoon to charge out!"

"Remember, solve the battle in one minute, and come back immediately if you can't solve it."

Wu Qianli listened to the English of the vanguard officer of the U.S. Army, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he locked his eyes behind a boulder.

"The commander of the American Devils? Can this...can be hit?"

Mei Sheng followed Wu Qianli's gaze and frowned instantly.

The US military officer was behind a boulder more than 140 meters away, not even a hair was exposed, and it was impossible to kill him no matter what he looked at.

However, just when Mei Sheng was suspicious, Wu Qianli took a deep breath and grabbed the Springfield sniper rifle.

He raised his black muzzle, his eyes, muzzle, and target merged into a line, locking on to an American machine gunner beside the boulder.

"Baa baa baa baa..."

The American white machine gunner was blushing and was frantically suppressing the [-]th Penetrating Company while swinging the yellow ammunition belt.

"boom!"

The clear gunshot sounded like a thunder.

The bullets shuttled through the snow like a sharp sword, spinning at high speed, and flew towards the grenade hanging on the chest of the US machine gunner!

"boom!"

The moment the bullet penetrated the grenade, a burst of fireball surrounded the machine gunner, cutting him into countless pieces on the spot.

Before the U.S. military commander who was next to the U.S. machine gunner could react, the main artery was cut by the flying shrapnel, and he fell into a pool of blood on the spot.

Mei Sheng looked at the rubble and blood mist splashed by the explosion, and realized that Wu Qianli had succeeded, and was stunned in shock on the spot.

"Comrades of the fire platoon, follow me and kill these American devils!"

Mei Sheng was only stunned for half a second, and immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to fight, and immediately rushed out with a gun while shouting.

"kill!"

The soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company, which was prohibited by the order, immediately rushed out of the position and killed the American soldiers behind the bunker.

"Da da da da da..."

Raging gunshots rang out, and dense bullets penetrated the bodies of American soldiers.

Yu Congrong also wanted to rush out with excitement on his face, but he was grabbed back by Wu Qianli.

"It is enough to have an instructor directing the battle, don't meddle in it, you kid."

Wu Qianli looked at Yu Congrong who was pulled back, smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said.

"Company commander, why don't you give me the job of charging into battle! I'm good at it!"

Looking at the hail of bullets not far away, Yu Congrong felt itchy in his heart, and immediately wrinkled his bitter face, complaining towards Wu Qianli.

"No! This time there are very high requirements for the speed of withdrawal, I'm afraid you won't be willing to retreat if you have a good time."

Looking at the one-sided battle situation, Wu Qianli didn't have much joy, but frowned worriedly.

Now, at the bottom of the hill

Alexander put down the binoculars with a serious face, he knew that the vanguard battalion might suffer heavy losses again.

"Sir, our soldiers are fighting bloody battles, do we have to support them immediately!"

The adjutant of the U.S. military looked at the tragic situation in the distance, and said a little bit unbearably.

"Idiot! The artillery platoon of the Volunteer Army only needs one artillery extension to cover our newly reinforced soldiers!"

Alexander looked at a section of the mountain attack distance that was blown up, grabbed his hair and said a little angrily.

The adjutant of the U.S. military opened his mouth when he heard the words, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

"Signal to Nicholas for a second round of heavy shelling!"

Alexander suddenly thought of something, raised his binoculars to confirm it, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Now a large number of soldiers from the Seventh Interlude Company rushed out of the position, and the khaki military uniforms and American helmets complemented each other.

"Sir! We still have a battalion of soldiers there. Once the shelling..."

The adjutant of the U.S. military thumped in his heart, and quickly wanted to remind him.

"Shut up! You blind man, our battalion has died!"

Alexander slapped the US military adjutant fiercely, and roared in a low voice.

"Yes...yes, sir!"

The adjutant of the U.S. military covered half of his burning face, and lowered his head in response.

"call out--"

Soon, a small black dot pierced the sky and lifted into the air with a sharp noise tearing the air.

top of the hill
The U.S. military, who was fighting bloody battles with the Volunteers, looked up, and his expression changed instantly.

I saw the little black dot rushed to the highest point, and immediately burst into brilliant red light, which was particularly conspicuous in the mid-air at midnight.

"Fuck you! This bastard Alexander wants to bury us completely!"

Some U.S. troops looked at the red light angrily, and cursed with ferocious faces.

"Woooooh, grandma, I can't spend Christmas with you, and I can't eat your turkey..."

Some American soldiers threw their guns away and fell to the ground crying bitterly.

Just when these American troops were desperate, Mei Sheng had already led the soldiers of the [-]th Interlude Company out of the quagmire and rushed towards the position.

It turned out that Mei Sheng had already blew the osprey whistle for retreat as early as the moment the signal flare soared into the sky.

After hearing the sharp whistle, the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company immediately turned their heads and ran back without any hesitation.

This is proficiency in battle after battle, and it can also be said to be an action command engraved into the subconscious.

"call out--"

"call out--"

The moment the soldiers jumped back to the trench, countless howling shells flew towards them at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, almost instantly swallowing the U.S. troops on the battlefield.

The huge shock wave made the entire snow ridge tremble, and even Wu Qianli and others in the trench were forced to cling to the trench wall.

A U.S. military man had a strong desire to survive. When the signal flare flashed, he dug himself a snow pit next to the boulder.

But now, under the fierce shelling, the boulder was directly exploded, and countless powders and black smoke were raised together.

The impact of the splashed gravel was so great that it directly penetrated his head, and the white brain and dust mixed and flowed all over the ground.

Under such fierce continuous bombing, Yu Congrong finally understood why Wu Qianli let the cautious Mei Sheng lead the attack instead of himself.

It turned out that Wu Qianli never thought of relying on soldiers to wipe out the U.S. troops in this battalion, and the loss would be too great.

He just grasped the mentality of the U.S. military eager to kill them and break through the positions, and borrowed the knife of the U.S. artillery fire to kill their own vital forces.

If Alexander knew that such bombardment only killed the U.S. army, but not a single volunteer, he would probably faint on the spot in a panic.

However, at this time Alexander felt very good about himself.

He looked at the clusters of orange-red flower buds rising in the distance through the binoculars, and the corner of his mouth slightly hooked.

"No matter how brave your volunteer army is, in the face of absolute artillery strength, you can only turn into corpses."

Alexander said, slowly put down the binoculars, and waved his hands behind him.

Groups of US commandos, all armed with submachine guns, are ready to attack at any time.

In his heart, attacking the mountain has been successful.

But he didn't want to let go of these volunteers who made him suffer, and wanted to wipe them all out!
This bombardment also lasted for a long time. The violent bombardment completely blackened the snow ridge, and the billowing black smoke rose more than [-] meters high.

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U.S. artillery field

"Oh!"

The muzzle of an infantry cannon on the far side was red for a long time, and finally burst at this moment.

"what!"

Several U.S. artillerymen were wounded by the fragments of the barrel, and immediately fell to the ground and rolled and wailed.

"Stop the shelling!"

Nicholas yelled immediately, and looked at the exploding cannon, with cold sweat dripping down his back.

Fortunately, this artillery is on the edge.

If it is in the center, the chain explosion can blow up the entire artillery battalion and the entire artillery position into ruins.

"My god... tell Alexander that the artillery battalion has lost its ability to support for a short time!"

"Let him die, and he has to knock down the position, otherwise we will wait to be sent to a military court and shot!"

Nicholas looked at the artillerymen writhing in pain on the ground, and roared in a bad tone.

At the moment of life and death, this gentleman can't care about etiquette.

"Yes, sir!"

A U.S. military sergeant responded loudly, with a hint of urgency and anxiety on his face.

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lower hillside
Alexander looked at the sudden stop of the artillery fire, and seemed to realize something, his eyes froze.

"This battle! It is about the survival of the entire army! It is about whether the glory of American freedom can shine in East Asia!"

"All officers, join the death squad for attacking the mountain, fight to the death with the whole army, and kill the volunteers!"

As Alexander said, he slammed the Colt pistol on the ground, picked up a Reising submachine gun, and pressed towards the volunteers' position.

Encouraged by Alexander's personal participation in the attack, the American soldiers gritted their teeth and mustered up the courage to follow.

This time, there was no reserve team, no U.S. troops left behind, and all the U.S. troops directly under Alexander joined the battle!
On the entire black snowy ridge riddled with holes, the dark American troops marched towards the position on the top of the mountain in various tactical formations.

The seventh interspersed company is on the ground
Wu Qianli shook his head vigorously, and the tinnitus in his ears finally disappeared a little.

After he stabilized his consciousness, he grabbed the Browning machine gun in front of him and fired down the mountain.

"Da da da da da da da da da..."

Sure enough, a shuttle bullet went down, and clusters of blood spattered out of the thick black smoke.

"The American devils are coming up, open fire immediately!"

Yu Congrong looked at Yin Hong in the distance, and immediately reacted, shooting with a submachine gun and shouting.

However, the bombing this time was too violent, and many soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company have not recovered.

Under the black smoke, many soldiers were half-buried in the mud, struggling to get out.

Mei Sheng looked around, and his surroundings were like a scene of purgatory on earth.

On the battlefield, there are countless red-hot earth, stone and wood blocks.

Even the gravel ignited sparks.

Even under Wu Qianli's non-stop gunfire, everyone could only see half of his face clearly.

Despite this, most of the soldiers still found the backbone, resisted the dizziness of their minds, picked up their guns, and fired at the US troops.

At a critical moment, the U.S. military was about to climb to the high ground in one fell swoop, but was "cut" and fell to the ground by the sudden surge of firepower.

Many U.S. troops who climbed the mountain were dumbfounded, and they were a little dumbfounded seeing the unabated firepower.

They thought that under the bombing just now, there should be no more than one volunteer army.

Now looking at countless fire snakes gushing out, it's like a fucking dream.

"Soldiers, this will be our last attack and the eve of our victory!"

"Go up, take down the positions of the volunteers, and break the bloody way to retreat!"

Alexander raised the muzzle of his gun and pulled the trigger, roaring loudly to encourage morale.

Countless bullets whistling past made him frightened, and even made him retreat a bit.

But when he thought that he had no way out, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and instead took the risk of charging towards the mountain.

Seeing this thousand-year-old fried dough stick rushing away, the U.S. military understood that the battle was at a critical moment, so they all followed with red eyes.

The house leak happened to be raining all night, just as Wu Qianli lit up a round of fire and moved towards the side, his face was startled.

The ammunition belt next to him has been fired by him, and the other heavy machine guns on the position have also misfired.

"Company commander, the comrades in the fire platoon have run out of ammunition!"

Yu Congrong shouted solemnly.

"Company Commander, all the shells in the artillery platoon have been blasted, and the bazookas are also used up!"

Lei Gong looked at the empty shell box and said with a dejected expression.

"Brother, the grenades are almost used up!"

Wu Wanli touched his chest and said with a sigh.

"Company commander, the sniper rifle of the reconnaissance platoon is about to fail!"

Ping He endured the pain in his thigh, and shouted loudly towards Wu Qianli.

"Company commander, in two minutes, comrades may only have fire sticks left..."

"If the company is given enough ammunition, how can the American devils have a chance to kill them!"

Looking down the mountain, Mei Sheng could not help saying with tears in his eyes as a pair of slightly reflective US military helmets approached quickly.

Wu Qianli looked at the blood-stained comrades, and at the heavily armed U.S. troops, a relieved smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Ammunition and food are exhausted, the camp is full of wounded, supplies are cut off, and trenches are collapsing...

Before, under the leadership of Wu Qianli, the seventh interlude company had performed countless miracles.

But this time, even the number Seventh Interspersed seems to be buried in this highland of North Korea...

"Wan Li, do you still remember why you wanted to be a soldier?"

Wu Qianli dropped the empty heavy machine gun and turned to look at Wu Wanli.

"I...in order to make my brother think highly of me!"

Wu Wanli puffed out his chest with a determined face, apparently feeling that he had achieved it.

"What is that, the real skill is to make the enemy think highly of you!"

Wu Qianli punched the younger brother and said with a smile.

While they were talking, the bullets on the field completely misfired.

"Quanlian listens to the order and salutes the motherland!"

Wu Qianli looked solemnly, roaring and looking in the direction of the motherland.

"Long live New China!"

"Long live New China!"

"Long live New China..."

With tears in their eyes, everyone saluted a standard military salute in the direction of the motherland.

After the salute, the vanguard commando of the US military also approached the position a few meters in front of the position.

Looking at sections of trenches that were blown down, pieces of debris deeply embedded in the soil, their blue eyes were full of mischief.

At the same time, under Wu Qianli's fighting gesture, all the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company silently fixed their bayonets, waiting for the last moment.

When the footsteps of the American soldiers approached within three meters of the front of the position, Wu Qianli's eyes froze, and he tightly clenched the dark red bayonet.

"kill!"

In an instant, Wu Qianli gritted his teeth, held the bayonet, and jumped up from the ditch
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

All the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company jumped up one after another, clenched their blood-red bayonets tightly, and stabbed fiercely at the U.S. troops in front of the formation.

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