The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 169 Marshall's plan, the final reserve team!
A signal flare soared into the sky at extremely high speed, and a bright red light flickered in mid-air, clearly visible within a radius of several miles.

"No, the US military has an ambush..."

Mei Sheng raised his binoculars, saw this scene, and immediately said with a frown.

"Boom--"

In the distance, amidst the swirling curtain of pure white snow, an American heavy tank slowly approached with two personnel carriers.

The thick gun barrel of the tank was turning towards the water gate bridge, and the heavy steel tracks crushed the snowdrift in front, and at the same time they rubbed against each other, making a squeaking metal sound.

The U.S. troops on the two troop carriers in the rear loaded their bullets, fully opened their insurance, and prepared nervously for the next battle.

"Fuck you! These useless bastards can actually keep the Volunteer Army so strong!"

In the cockpit of the personnel carrier, Dell, a US military officer, raised his binoculars and saw the vitality of the artillery platoon. He couldn't help but want to scold his mother.

In the original U.S. encirclement and annihilation plan, the U.S. military's outer defense line at Shuimen Bridge should have used its firepower advantage to wipe out a large number of artillery platoons before pretending to retreat.

Then, after luring the volunteers to go deep, they sent out signal flares, called for reinforcements, attacked from both sides, and wiped out the remaining volunteers in one fell swoop.

However, the U.S. military did not expect that the seventh interspersed company's offensive ability was so fast that it tore apart the defense line outside the Shuimen Bridge.

The original two-sided encirclement and annihilation battle turned into an emergency defense line, and urgently called for reinforcements to keep the Shuimen Bridge.

"Hmph, no matter what, the most important thing is to pay more and delay some time."

"For an hour at most, I will let all these volunteers bleed into rivers!"

Dale slammed the iron frame of the car window, looked at the formation of volunteers in front of him, with a murderous look in his eyes, and said with a low growl.

Shuimen Bridge South
Lei Gong and the others watched the reinforcements from the U.S. army come, and gradually looked dignified, feeling that it was very difficult.

"Instructor, the U.S. military's iron king is too threatening, why don't I take a few people to blow it up first!"

A veteran of the artillery platoon gritted his teeth, looked at the approaching US heavy tanks, and volunteered.

"No, the heavy tanks of the U.S. Army are extremely powerful, not to mention there are two vehicles of elite U.S. escorts."

"We are now being flanked back and forth, and there is no room to move around. The risk is too great."

Mei Sheng shook his head and flatly rejected the proposal.

"Hey... Although we can stay here for a while, our military strength will definitely be worn out slowly."

"If the U.S. military has not yet completed the pincer attack, if we attack the inside line with all our strength, there may be a chance to blow up the Water Gate Bridge..."

Lei Gong clenched his ice-cold rifle, looked in the direction of the Shuimen Bridge, and muttered in a low voice.

Everyone was shocked when they heard Lei Gong's words, and a flash of determination flashed in their eyes.

According to Lei Gong's style of play, it is indeed very possible to blow up the Shuimen Bridge, but that will mean the destruction of the Seventh Interlude Company, and the destruction of the bridge!

In fact, in the history of the Battle of Shuimen Bridge in the Korean War, the volunteers could only, and did use iron and blood to forge such a tragic ending.

But now, the much-changed Seventh Interlude Company has another choice!

"No, tell comrades, pull yourself together, hold your ground, and try to stall for time."

"The company commander and Ping He are still fighting with all their strength. As long as they break through the US military headquarters, we still have a turning point..."

Mei Sheng glanced at the position of the water pump room expectantly, and quickly organized the defense of the position.

Shuimen Bridge North
Yu Congrong, who encountered the same situation, also set up his heavy machine gun and ordered to stand firm with all his strength.

In the middle of the night, the body of the US heavy tank shook violently, and large-caliber shells slammed out.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Immediately, snow particles flew across the place where the shell exploded, and countless flames ran wildly on the position of the seventh interspersed company.

At the same time, the U.S. military personnel carrier slowly stopped, and the U.S. troops on it quickly landed with guns, and then under the cover of tanks, they approached both ends of the Water Gate Bridge.

The U.S. troops on the inner line of the Shuimen Bridge wanted to attack, but they were wiped out on the outer line with a large number of troops, so they had to set up their guns and use long-range shooting to exert pressure.

As a result, the Seventh Interspersed Company fought a tug-of-war with the U.S. troops and gradually fell into a stalemate.

The key bargaining chip to win the balance of victory depends on whether Wu Qianli and others can successfully break through the US military headquarters and complete the beheading operation...

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Upper floor of the pump room (U.S. Army Watergate Bridge Command)

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There was a dull explosion sound, the top of the pump room trembled slightly under the action of the shock wave, and countless smoke, dust and sand rolled down.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

"Fuck you! Can anyone tell me what's going on outside!?"

Marshall, the commander of the U.S. military, coughed repeatedly after being choked, slapped the table a little angrily, and asked loudly.

"Report! The latest telegram has been sent from the front. The Volunteer Army is attacking rapidly, tearing apart our army's outer defense line violently, and annihilating the outer line defenders!"

"Under the current critical situation, the inside line has no choice but to fire signal flares in advance and request reinforcements from the ambush troops to protect the safety of the Shuimen Bridge!"

U.S. military adjutant Bauer wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and said cautiously, feeling extremely shocked.

"what!?"

"How long has it been! Our outer defense line was torn apart by the volunteers?! And the defenders were completely wiped out!?"

Upon hearing this, U.S. commander Marshall slammed his fist on the table in a rage, and yelled at Bauer loudly.

"Sir, this volunteer army is different from the previous Chinese army. They have extremely strong firepower and..."

U.S. military adjutant Bauer took a step back subconsciously, carefully explaining the situation on the front line.

"I don't want to listen to the explanation, tell me, how long will it take them to completely annihilate that group of volunteers?"

Marshall interrupted Bauer's words, looked at him with wide eyes and asked.

"Report sir, if there are no accidents, the battle can be completely ended in two hours at the latest."

U.S. military adjutant Bauer thought for a moment and gave a relatively conservative guess.

"Two hours? Well, I hope there will be no more accidents."

Marshall took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said slowly.

"No! Didn't volunteers come in under the pump room? Why is there no movement at all?"

At the critical moment, Marshall clenched his fists very vigilantly and asked loudly.

"This... Maybe our army wiped out all the Chinese troops. I'll send a power call to inquire."

U.S. military adjutant Bauer didn't dare to say bad things to stimulate Marshall, and hurried to contact the troops below.

Not long after, Ball, who tried to contact him many times but failed, walked back slowly, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"Report sir, the soldiers staying on the ground floor of our pump room seem to have lost contact with us for nearly an hour, maybe..."

As the U.S. military adjutant Bauer said, he couldn't help swallowing, and carefully glanced at Marshall, the meaning was self-evident.

"No! Sir, we seem to have an ammunition depot below. If the Chinese army seizes it, the consequences will be disastrous."

Baoer suddenly remembered something, beads of sweat kept falling, and his eyes were full of panic.

But at this moment, Marshall stopped being flustered, and sat down slowly, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

"Don't panic, Bauer. In fact, think about it carefully. Although the direction of the battle is a bit off, it is still under my control."

Marshall picked up the cold coffee on the table, drank it indifferently, and gradually regained his composure.

"Sir, do you mean that by now, most of the ammunition depots have already been moved?"

Ball looked at Marshall suspiciously, and asked in a low voice.

"The ammunition depot is equipped with explosives and detonators. As long as the Chinese army enters or shoots inside, they will be smashed to pieces!"

"But I didn't expect to use this move..."

"Lieutenant Davis, take a team of soldiers down to check the situation. If there are still remnants of the enemy, wipe them out."

Marshall tried his best to pretend to be calm and said in a low voice.

There is no way, if he continues to be irritable and panicked, all his subordinates will be panicked and their morale will be lost. How can they turn the tables?
"Don't worry, Mr. Marshall, those Chinese troops will pay for their reckless actions!"

Seeing Marshall's strategizing, Davis gradually gained some confidence, and said while patting his chest.

When Davis went down with dozens of American soldiers, Marshall also stood up quickly from his seat.

"Bauer, listen, now you have full command here, and I will go to the second command to command."

As Marshall said, he immediately put on his coat and pistols, and led a few soldiers to a dark house in the distance.

As a veteran of the battlefield, he has a clear view of the battlefield.

Once the Volunteers were given a chance to capture him as a commander, the U.S. military's defense line at the Water Gate Bridge would almost collapse.

Therefore, Marshall simply abandoned the two teams of Davis and Ball to delay the time. The longer the delay, the closer to victory.

"Sir, you can't do this..."

Adjutant Bauer subconsciously wanted to stop him, but Marshall stared back at him.

Seeing the gradually receding figure of Marshall and others, Ball's complexion darkened instantly, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

He picked up the binoculars on the table and observed Marshall's distant direction until he confirmed the location of the house Marshall and others entered, and then put it down.

"Sorry God, he forced me to die first, I just kept the bargaining chip to survive."

The U.S. military adjutant Bauer murmured silently in his heart as he watched the falling snow.

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Bottom of the pump house

The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon didn't know what happened above. They were cleaning the battlefield, replenishing weapons and ammunition, and by the way, making up for the surviving American soldiers.

Wu Wanli was no exception. He just found a living American soldier in the corner, raised his gleaming bayonet, and was about to stab him.

"Don't! Don't kill me! I have important information for you sir!"

An American soldier begged for mercy loudly in slightly blunt Chinese.

Hearing that the U.S. military could speak Chinese suddenly, Ping He was attracted to him and looked at the U.S. military in surprise.

"Fuck, I said how can a foreign devil know Chinese, so he is a traitor?!"

Wu Wanli took a closer look, and found that he had an Asian face, and suddenly became angry, and was about to kill him with a knife.

"Don't worry, maybe he really has something to say, call the company commander to come over and make a decision."

The calm Ping He reached out to stop Wu Wanli, and immediately sent someone to call Wu Qianli.

When Wu Qianli heard that there were some Asian Americans who could speak Chinese, and if there was any important information, Wu Qianli immediately became interested and hurried over.

"Sir, don't kill me, I can exchange information."

Seeing Wu Qianli being surrounded and rushing towards him, the American American hurriedly said.

"Tell me, what information do you have?"

Wu Qianli looked at the American soldier coldly, put the bayonet on his aorta, and asked in a deep voice.

"I said, I said, don't do it!"

The voice of this American soldier trembled with fear, as if he really wanted to live.

But Ping He, who observed carefully, frowned. He didn't seem to be really panicked when he saw the eyes and body movements of the American soldier.

"We have an arsenal at the bottom of the pump room, which contains a large amount of weapons and ammunition, as well as detonators for you to blow up bridges and other items."

After finishing speaking, the American soldier got up slowly, and led Wu Qianli and others to a hidden corner.

I saw that there was a door slightly off in the corner.

It can be seen through the gap in the door that there are indeed exposed heavy machine guns inside, and there are many brass bullets and grenades exposed in the air.

"Brother, this devil didn't lie to us, it really did!"

Seeing this, Wu Wanli showed a trace of excitement, and couldn't help but want to rush forward.

"Wait! There's something wrong here!"

"Why aren't the weapons and ammunition in the arsenal wrapped in tarpaulins?"

"Besides, how could it be such a coincidence that it just happened to be given to us?"

Wu Qianli grabbed Wu Wanli's arm and stared at the American soldier with cold eyes.

"Company commander, look below!"

Ping He walked a few steps to observe, found the situation on the spot, pointed to an inconspicuous lead wire under the door and said.

The people who followed saw it and immediately understood that it was a trap.

Once they break in, the explosives inside will inevitably detonate collectively, and they will all die without a place to bury them.

Thinking of this, the frightened people looked at the American soldier with resentful eyes.

"Shit! Damn, I want you to go to hell with me!"

Seeing that the incident was revealed, the American soldier simply jumped up, trying to snatch the gun from Wu Qianli's hand, and then shot and detonated the explosives.

"Hmph, courting death!"

Wu Qianli looked at the U.S. military that was rushing, sneered, and kicked the U.S. military directly in the chest.

"Crack-"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of bone shattering.
"Wow--"

After the American soldier fell to the ground, he just wanted to open his mouth to scream, but he spit out a mouthful of blood.

It turned out that Wu Qianli's kick just now directly broke his ribs, and even pierced his alveoli when he hit the ground, and blood rushed up the trachea.

"Fuck! Come to the Korean battlefield and want to harm us, go to hell!"

Wu Jin, a member of the reconnaissance platoon, cursed bitterly and stabbed him in the heart with a knife, killing him.

"Brother, since the ammunition depot is useless, there are no valuable targets here."

"Let's kill it quickly, I'm afraid the situation of the battle will change if it's too late."

Wu Wanli touched the captured grenade, looked at Wu Qianli and suggested.

"We have wasted some time. Now we are going up to kill the U.S. troops who are expected to come down just in time, and fight an encounter. That will take more time and cause more losses."

Wu Qianli thought for a moment, then calmly analyzed the situation of the battle.

"Pinghe, you put an explosive package and some grenades down the passageway, and cover it with American corpses, remember to hide."

"Since the American devils want to blow us up quickly, let's deal with them in the same way!"

Wu Qianli's gaze flickered, and he said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Hearing the words, Ping He also revealed a trace of revenge in his eyes, and immediately responded, leading the people to run.

Soon, a blasting trap made of explosives and grenades was ready, covered with the corpses of two American soldiers.

In order to be more realistic, Pinghe also added enough blood and some details. If the U.S. military didn't observe carefully, they would definitely not be able to see it.

At this moment, there were slightly chaotic footsteps above the passageway of the pump room.

"Get ready, the American devils are coming down, this is probably the last reserve team of their headquarters..."

Wu Qianli said in a low voice, and slowly raised the muzzle of the gun, and the murderous aura spread out.

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon responded in a low voice, clenched the body of the gun tightly, and their eyes showed fierceness like tigers and wolves...

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　　The computer is broken, so the manuscript fee for the past two months will have to be covered. This chapter is still coded at an Internet cafe.

　　Eh, it hurts...

　　Don't worry about the eunuchs, I haven't started writing the dungeons of capturing Seoul and landing in Japan, so I'm not willing to cut them.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)