The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 51 Rescue Allies
"Company Commander, it just so happens that the brothers in our firepower platoon are almost ready and ready to go at any time."

Yu Congrong was stuffed with bullets and grenades left by the US military, and said while patting his chest.

After spending some time, the other soldiers also equipped themselves with bullets. If it weren't for the wave that the US military just wasted, they could have been faster.

"The reconnaissance platoon fighters have all been replenished and are ready to go at any time."

Ping He threw away the old gun in his hand and replaced it with another Garand rifle that was brand new and less worn out.

"The comrades in the artillery platoon also took care of everything, so they picked up some bullets. We want these shells, but the US military doesn't have them either."

As Lei Gong spoke, he sighed sadly.

"Brother, the comrades in the assault platoon have also replenished their ammunition and are ready to go at any time."

As Wu Wanli said, he bent down again, picked up the last grenade that could fit, and hung it on his body.

Now he has nothing on his body, except for the most grenades, and even the storage space for the bullets has been squeezed a lot by him to put the grenades.

"Get some gasoline and pour it on the corpses of these American soldiers, and burn them clean with a barrel of their weapons and ammunition."

Wu Qianli thought about it, but decided not to leave any bullets to the US military later. Looking at the distance between those red dots and himself, it was considered safe.

As he said that, Wu Qianli led a few soldiers to remove the unexploded oil barrels from the troop carrier that the US military was originally riding on.

Then the gasoline was poured on the bodies of the American soldiers, and they were gathered a little in a very short time.

"Wu Wanli, I will leave the rest to you, and let them all burn."

Wu Qianli kept the soldiers of the seventh interspersed company away, and then set his sights on Wu Wanli.

"Don't worry, bro, you'll be fine."

Wu Wanli raised the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a smile, and then took out a grenade.

Immediately afterwards, he bit down on the pull ring with his teeth, and he instantly threw a small black dot emitting white smoke into the middle of the pile of petrol-sprayed corpses.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a violent explosion, the corpses soaked in gasoline were instantly ignited in the flames of the explosives.

The raging fire was getting bigger and bigger, and even some grenades that had not been taken away exploded one after another under the high temperature.

The intense high temperature distorted the air nearby, and it was obviously impossible to have weapons and ammunition for others to use.

"Good boy, well done, comrades, let's get out of here immediately."

Wu Qianli saw that Wu Wanli completed the picture he imagined in an understatement, so he couldn't help giving him a thumbs up, and then left quickly with everyone from the Seventh Interlude Company.

On the other side, the U.S. pursuers who hadn't realized that the leading U.S. troops had been completely wiped out were still rushing towards the battle site at this moment.

"Hurry up, we must hurry over there, before our allies are completely wiped out, encircle them, and we will definitely wipe them out completely."

The supreme commander of the US army chasing troops, Delevingne roared loudly, not because he was so devoted to his job, but because he wanted to use the life and blood of the volunteers to pave his way to the top.

As an old American military officer, he hasn't been promoted for too long, and he didn't know whether it was his luck or bad luck.

Every time he encounters all kinds of weird things, he misses his combat achievements and even misses the opportunity to fight. This makes him keep his military rank and level at the same time while saving his life.

"This time we are fighting within our front lines. I still don't believe that the volunteer army can solve a battalion of elite US troops so quickly."

The US military officer Delevingne thought so in his heart, but at the same time he showed a look of panic.

If the group of volunteers were annihilated by the vanguard of the US military, then he ran over and watched the battle like a clown, without getting anything.

"Order the driver of the military vehicle to speed up quickly, our friendly forces are in great danger right now."

Draven thought of his military exploits, and it was very likely that he would disappear, so he immediately increased his urging voice.

But how would he feel if he knew that his so-called allies had become a burning pile of rubbish?

"Sir, I have reached the fastest speed so far, but what makes me wonder is how the gunshots seem to have gradually stopped, could it be..."

On the other side, they heard the gunshots gradually subsiding. Officer Bilff shook his head cautiously and looked at his officer with a hint of persuasion.

"What do you mean... Impossible, absolutely impossible, let alone our elite US battalion, even if it is replaced by hundreds of pigs and let the volunteers catch him, it is impossible to catch him so quickly."

The U.S. commander Delevingne thought for a moment, and immediately denied the thought in his mind.

He believed that the battle situation at this moment must still be in a state of anxiety, and he just waited for his troops to surround the volunteers from behind and catch the turtle in the urn, so that the battle could be resolved quickly.

"boom--"

Then, while the U.S. military commander Delevingne was still immersed in beautiful fantasies, there was a violent steel impact sound, and the military vehicle he was in turned over directly from the side.

Draven felt that the scenery in front of him was turned around in an instant, and he couldn't help but panic.

"What happened? Could it be an attack by the volunteers? Xia Ling, hurry up and prepare for battle."

Delevingne's reaction was rather quick. He dragged his somewhat dizzy body, kicked away from the car door and escaped, and then ordered his subordinates to be on guard.

At the beginning, the U.S. military was also facing a big enemy, but it was later discovered that the driver of the military vehicle accidentally drove too fast and hit a dark rock covered with snow, which caused the rollover.

"shit!"

At this time, the U.S. military commander Delevingne couldn't help yelling angrily. Such a delay may make them a little further away from the desired result.

"Sir, are you not injured? Do you want to..."

The adjutant also shook his slightly dizzy mind, then looked at the blood stains on Draven's forehead, and couldn't help but stepped forward to ask worriedly, but was pushed away by the irritable Draven.

"Go away, isn't it just a small injury? We have already lost enough time, let the people below get back to normal, and continue on our way."

However, just as Delevingne was still annoyed by this little episode, all the soldiers under him suddenly stopped their work and looked up at the sky blankly.

"What are you all doing? Why do you stop? Hurry up, there is no..."

The U.S. military commander Delevingne was still roaring violently at first, but when he spoke and turned his eyes to the sky, he was also dumbfounded.

"call out--"

"call out--"

I saw countless shells piercing through the resistance of the air in the night sky, making a friction sound like a beast, and smashing directly in their direction.

"boom!"

"boom!"

For a moment, countless explosions sounded violently, mixed with layers of shock waves, which knocked all the U.S. troops present to the ground.

It wasn't until the US troops finally reacted and wanted to find a bunker to hide, but found that the target of these shells was not only them, but the entire front-line position.

There was nowhere to hide, and they were left exposed, under attack from shell splinters.

It was life that came first, and it was the recruits who ran around panicked under the fierce artillery fire. They wailed and buried their fresh lives in the hands of the death of the artillery shells.

Other more experienced US military veterans found the shell crater closer to them, jumped in directly, and stuck to the ground tightly to avoid the bombardment of the shells.

However, their extremely experienced approach did play some role. In the first round of artillery fire, many veterans of each group survived, including Officer Draven.

"This group of volunteers, have they already..."

Just as Delevingne was slapped in disgrace, but the snow covering his military cap raised his head and looked in the direction ahead of the first line of defense, countless shells hit them again.

"call out--"

"call out--"

"boom!"

Countless bombs, like black elves in the dark night, rushed to their places with great precision and exploded instantly.

The flying shrapnel cut off their flesh and blood, turning countless American soldiers into corpses, lying in a pool of blood.

In the sound of this round of bombing, the U.S. military commander Draven could only be completely engulfed by the flames in despair, and lost his life.

And the other U.S. troops were also bombarded to pieces, and even those who survived by chance fell in the snow without arms and legs. I am afraid that without rescue, their lives would not be long.

After the turbulent artillery fire, the very discerning charge horn of the Volunteers sounded immediately, and countless volunteers rushed towards the first line of defense of the US military in a skirmish formation.

The U.S. military, which was unprepared just now, suffered heavy casualties in the artillery fire for a while, and many firepower points were temporarily muted.

However, their extremely strong fighting qualities, coupled with the urging of the U.S. military officers, also allowed them to quickly organize a defensive counterattack in a short period of time, and the raging firepower rang out in succession.

Just as the fighting on the first line of defense was in full swing, the seventh interspersed company, led by Wu Qianli, was already running towards the second line of defense.

"Company commander, it seems that our people have already started to attack, and we have to speed up."

Mei Sheng looked at the soaring flames that reddened half of the night, and immediately understood that this was the volunteer army attacking the first line of defense, and was engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the U.S. Army.

"Yes, it's a good thing we evacuated quickly enough, otherwise, the two rounds of artillery fire just now would have hit us on the head."

Wu Qianli thought about the artillery bombardment just now, and suddenly felt a wave of fear in his heart.

After all, it's okay to fight to the death on the battlefield with the U.S. military, but if you die under the fire of your own people, it would be really unjust.

However, what Wu Qianli didn't know was that he used the god-level battlefield Goddess of Luck experience card, which caused them to evacuate the coverage area of ​​the artillery fire when this round of artillery fire came.

And their pursuit was just right, and they suffered heavy casualties under the artillery fire, and even the US commander among them was killed by bombs.

"Hey, company commander, instructor, why do you two look sad?"

"Didn't we easily kill the first line of defense of the US military? In my opinion, we have nothing to worry about."

Yu Congrong grinned and comforted him with a big smile. He is also a veteran, so of course he understands the dangers of passing through the enemy's rear.

But seeing that the morale is a bit low now, these words he said are actually for those soldiers who are a little confused.

"That's right, Brother Yu is right. These beauties just look bluffing, but in fact, that's all."

After Wu Wanli heard this, he believed it and nodded. Obviously, after these few successful battles, he really did not take the US military seriously.

"The U.S. military is not scary. They all carry a head on their shoulders. Who is better than the other, but we can't take it lightly. In any case, they are definitely one of the most powerful forces in the world."

Wu Qianli looked around and saw the worried and impetuous expressions on the faces of the soldiers of the regional interspersed company, so he made a final decision and stabilized everyone's hearts.

Although Wu Qianli didn't have any inciting remarks, but in front of a real fighting hero like him, as long as he spoke, everyone would always feel a trace of indescribable peace of mind.

For the next half an hour, everyone was silent and walked forward quietly. Some people summed up the experience and lessons from the previous battle, and some people missed their hometown far away.

"Wait, everyone stop."

At this moment, Wu Qianli frowned and stretched out his arms, signaling the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company to stop.

"Brother, what happened, the sky is about to light up now, we have to hurry up and pass the second line of defense first."

Wu Wanli looked at Wu Qianli with some doubts, but Wu Qianli's expression was very solemn.

"Company commander, did we meet the US military again? We just pack them in and kill them."

Yu Congrong has unreserved trust in Wu Qianli at this moment.

At the same time, according to his own combat experience, when the first line of defense is already in full swing, it is impossible for the second line of defense to have any large troops still hanging around here. They are nothing more than things that can be easily solved. That's all.

"Let our people's congress troops rest in place and try not to make any noise. My investigation platoon from Pinghe will go up first to check the situation."

Wu Qianli stared at the dynamic small combat map in his mind, and couldn't help being a little puzzled when he saw some green dots surrounded by red dots, but his sixth sense on the battlefield told him that there must be something going on.

After clicking on a dozen or so experts in the reconnaissance platoon, Wu Qianli probed in the direction indicated by the dynamic map in his mind, and indeed found a gathering of US troops in one place.

"His grandma, this gang of U.S. troops will not die well."

Just when Wu Qianli approached them, lying on the snow and carefully observing the surroundings, he suddenly found a different place, which made him scold.

It turned out that not far from Wuqianli, some volunteer soldiers were tied up there by the US military.

All of them have one obvious feature, that is, they have wounds on their bodies, some are on the hands, some are on the legs, and the bloody wounds all show that they have experienced painful battles.

However, with the character of the Volunteer Army, it is impossible for anyone to surrender voluntarily. Presumably, these small number of prisoners were bombed or stabbed by the US military. Unfortunately, they passed out and were completely controlled when they woke up. Even the chance of suicide No.

"Oh, look quickly, are these poor yellow-skinned monkeys staring at us angrily? Hahaha."

Looking at the wounded volunteers, a U.S. soldier couldn't help stepping forward and kicking them, and then burst out laughing wantonly.

"Oh, God, I advise you to be careful, otherwise, maybe they can break free from the rope and take your gun and shoot you, hahaha..."

Another American soldier also said with a mocking tone, and also participated in the ranks of teasing and bullying these prisoners with his companions.

But I have to say that most American soldiers still feel that their behavior is too boring, and they are doing their own things with blank eyes.

The most active bullying volunteer prisoners turned out to be some soldiers of the Korean army. They could not beat the volunteer army on the battlefield, and at the same time they were humiliated and bullied by American soldiers in the barracks.

So they transferred the opportunity to vent their anger to this group of wounded volunteer prisoners, relying on them being controlled now, without a gun in their hands, they are like toothless tigers, wantonly bullying and bullying.

Pinghe clenched his fists angrily when he saw his friendly army being treated like this, but Wu Qianli patted his shoulder lightly to calm him down.

Wu Qianli saw such a scene, and there was an uncontrollable nameless anger burning in his heart, as if in the next second, he wanted to rush forward with a gun in his hand, wipe out all these American troops, and save his companions. down.

After all, these people represent the dignity of Chinese soldiers. They give the US prisoners the best treatment, but their companions have to suffer such trampling. How can this be tolerated.

"Don't worry, we have too few people now. It's not too late to go back and tell the comrades about the situation before we start. After we have made a battle plan, it will not be too late to deal with them."

Wu Qianli took a couple of deep breaths, but forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, turned his head and comforted Pinghe in a low voice.

"Don't worry, company commander, I understand, I won't be impulsive, but these American and Korean troops don't want to live until tomorrow."

Looking at this group of American troops, Ping He felt hatred surge in his heart instantly. He said every word angrily, and then disappeared into the night with the pace of Wu Qianli.

(End of this chapter)