The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 55

Instructor Wang looked at Yu Congrong's figure going away with the firepower platoon, and fell into deep contemplation.

During the days when he was captured by the US military, he had been thinking about himself and what he could do for the country, but now he had some plans in his mind.

"Instructor Wang, what are we going to do now? Comrades are waiting for you to speak."

One had scars on his face, but his expression was simple and honest. He scratched the back of his head and asked Instructor Wang.

He and Instructor Wang happened to have scars on their faces that were originally from the same unit, and they were also wounded in close combat with the US military. She is almost the person who supports Instructor Wang the most.

The rest of the people, like Goudan, all turned their attention to Instructor Wang, as if they were waiting for his order.

"How many of our people are left? How many people can act immediately and are not injured. Let's take a little inventory."

While speaking, Instructor Wang looked at the direction Yu Congrong was rushing to, and the fierce gunshots continued to ring out.

"Instructor, we have about 200 soldiers left, and more than 160 fighters are ready to fight immediately."

Goudan seemed to understand Instructor Wang's thoughts, and very consciously picked up a corpse of an American soldier, and the Garand rifle he was holding was ready to go at any time.

"Tell comrades to clean up the battlefield quickly and bring all available weapons and ammunition. We will go around from the other direction and catch the U.S. army by surprise. We must show our murderous aura and not let the friendly troops look down upon us."

Instructor Wang hesitated for a while, but he gave up his plan to join forces with Yu Congrong and others, and decided to outflank it from the other side.

After all, everyone has a different organization and it is inconvenient to command. Staying in the same place to fight will cause chaos. It is better to split up. Not only is it convenient to fight, but it can also complete the encirclement of the US military, killing two birds with one stone.

"Don't worry, my instructor, our fighters, still maintain the strongest spirit and will never fall behind."

After listening to Instructor Wang's words, Goudan immediately patted his chest and expressed his opinion.

The other soldiers of the Volunteer Army also held their breath in their hearts. They picked up the guns they were good at, and collected and scraped the ammunition on the battlefield.

After these days of humiliating captive life, these volunteer soldiers have had enough, and at this moment they desperately need a battle to vent their anger and unwillingness.

So they were all like wolf cubs, with green and greedy eyes, staring in the direction of the US military.

Instructor Wang looked at the desire to fight in the eyes of these soldiers and couldn't help feeling slightly relieved. What he feared most was that the soldiers around him would lose their fighting spirit, and they would not be able to fight a bloody battle with the US military in the future.

Just when the two groups of volunteers, Yu Congrong and Instructor Wang, split up and encircled Kress and his group of U.S. soldiers, these U.S. soldiers didn't know it and were still fighting tenaciously.

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

Wu Qianli held the Browning machine gun tightly in his hand, still roaring like a beast, suppressing the firepower of the U.S. counterattack, but this also cost Wu Qianli some price.

"hiss--"

Wu Qianli frowned, took a deep breath, and felt a slight pain in his hand, mixed with a little numbness, which went straight from his nerves to his brain.

The continuous recoil of the machine gun made his hands red from the shock, and even cracked some small holes, which made Wu Qianli feel a little painful.

Equally red and terrifying, there is also the machine gun that has been roaring for a long time. Its barrel seems to be about to explode any longer. Fortunately, there is a world of ice and snow, which helps the barrel to cool down. , so that it persists until now.

"Brother, why haven't our reinforcements arrived yet? Did something happen to Brother Yu and the others?"

As Wu Wanli spoke, he opened the ring of a grenade, rounded his arm, and blew it hard at the U.S. military.

At this moment, he couldn't care less about air explosions, and he just wanted to pour out the bombing firepower quickly, so as to suppress the countless flaming submachine guns of the US military.

"boom!"

After an explosion, the grenade did not lift up the corpses of several US soldiers as before, and the flying debris hit the bunker where the US military was hiding. After a while, the continuous submachine gun fire rang out again.

The American soldiers who have survived this battle are all experienced veterans. Most of them have experienced the cruelty of the Pacific War, and they obviously feel that the small battle in front of them is childish.

"Don't worry, Yu Congrong and the others are probably heading towards the rear of the U.S. military. I think this battle will end soon."

The machine gun in Wu Qianli's hand still didn't stop, but he still roared loudly, allowing the sound to reach the ears of the surrounding soldiers.

In fact, he has no idea about the follow-up development of the battle situation. Everyone has similar weapons, or even similar strength.

But even so, he still has to put on a confident look on the surface, not for anything else, just to give confidence to the assault platoon soldiers who are still fighting bloody battles with the US military.

If even he panicked, I'm afraid there will be chaos in the team soon, and when the US military finds an opportunity to launch a fierce attack, they may not be able to hold on.

"Why didn't Mike and the others come? Could it be that there was a mutiny in the middle, damn it, and they must be severely punished with military planes then."

Kress looked anxiously at the watch in his hand that had been blurred by gunpowder smoke, and cursed secretly.

Compared with Wu Qianli, Kress's heart is actually more disturbed. After all, he fell into the enemy's ambush and was attacked suddenly, and he was at a psychological disadvantage. Not only him, but also the American soldiers around him.

If you want to talk about who will collapse first in terms of morale, then they will definitely be the first, so it is Kress who needs reinforcements most to appease the morale of the army.

"Ahh~"

At this time, on the way to support, Mike sneezed suddenly. He rubbed his nose in doubt, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Condition.

"How is it? How is the battle going now? And the terrain near them, as well as the firepower points, have you simply described them?"

When the scout was panting heavily and just approached, Mike asked a series of questions.

Although he is only a grassroots platoon leader, the quality of the US military is still high and scary. He still understands some basic combat literacy and tactical common sense. Obviously, there will be more chances of winning after understanding the situation before acting.

"Reporting to the platoon leader, I have already understood. Now that the battle is at a stalemate, the firepower of the Volunteer Army is about the same as that of Chief Kress."

"However, if we follow the old path taken by Chief Kress, I am afraid that the terrain will be disadvantageous to us. It is better to go around from the west side and catch the volunteers by surprise."

The squad leader of the proving reconnaissance team took out his notebook while talking, and pointed to the very crude map on it, but it made it record efficiently.

Mike frowned, pinched his chin, looked at the barely comprehensible map, nodded after thinking for a moment, and understood that this was the best way now, but Kress had to hold on for a while.

"The whole army speeded up and marched towards the west in a rapid march, hitting the flank of the volunteers."

As Mike ordered, his face flushed with excitement.

He seemed to have seen the picture of himself feeling like a hero who put out a fire when the battle was at an impasse, and then he was appreciated by his superiors, and then he was promoted and made a fortune.

But if he knew that the U.S. troops guarding the captives in the rear had been completely annihilated, and at the same time, two groups of volunteers were encircling the center of the battle.

I'm afraid he will regret why he gave such a stupid order and delayed the time instead of arriving at the battlefield as quickly as possible and breaking through quickly.

Just as the reinforcements from all walks of life were rushing to the battlefield, Wu Qianli, who was in the center of the battle vortex, was frowning at this time, and a bad premonition was slowly coming to his heart.

"It's not right. According to the current style of play, even if there is no external intervention, the assault platoon should have the upper hand. Why do I always have a feeling of panic in my heart?"

Wu Qianli underestimated in a low voice and showed embarrassment. After fighting so many battles, he never missed a single battle instinct. It seems that the assault platoon will face a small difficulty next.

He was a lot more cautious about this, and asked his soldiers to save some ammunition so that they could last longer.

"Ding——The current situation of the host has been detected, and the system has released the task of shining the sword, please choose to receive it yourself."

At this time, the cold system notification sound reverberated in Wu Qianli's mind again, and Wu Qianli thought in his heart that it was indeed the case, so he knew something had happened.

"Bright Sword Mission [-], the soldiers with the Assault card survived the attack from both sides of the U.S. Army, and then cooperated with the volunteer soldiers who came to defeat the U.S. Army. After success, they will receive low rewards."

"Bright Sword Mission [-], before the arrival of the U.S. reinforcements, completely defeat the existing U.S. troops. At the same time, we will fight the incoming U.S. reinforcements with all our strength, and cooperate with the friendly forces to wipe them out. You will receive a medium reward from the system."

When the system prompt sounded to introduce the Bright Sword mission here, Wu Qianli thumped in his heart, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why did the difficulty of such a mission reach the middle reward? Could it be...

"Bright Sword Mission [-], before the arrival of our own reinforcements, defeat the two groups of U.S. troops at the same time, and then take advantage of the retreat of the U.S. troops to complete the encirclement with the friendly forces and annihilate the U.S. troops with the least casualties. You will receive a high system reward!"

Sure enough, when the system mentioned the third task, Wu Qianli was startled secretly, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

According to the previous experience, if you choose a high-difficulty task and covet high-level rewards and fail to complete it, the system will fall into a deep sleep.

Then he will lose the system bonus in the more brutal battles, and I am afraid that the chance of narrowly dying will become ten dead, and Wu Qianli can't help but choose carelessly.

"boom--"

Just when Wu Qianli was hesitating, a gunshot, which had been inconspicuous in the hail of bullets in his life, came from the peaceful muzzle of the gun, and at the same time a wisp of white smoke rose.

"shit!"

Kress clutched his left arm and yelled in pain. It turned out that the bullet fired peacefully just tore the muscles in his arm, causing him to faint from the pain.

If it weren't for being close to the snow and feeling the biting cold, I am afraid that the US military has lost its supreme commander now.

"Oh, my God, sir, are you all right? It's not serious."

When a U.S. sergeant saw Kress's situation, he was shocked, and quickly ran over in a half-squat to check Kress' situation.

At the same time, several American soldiers also gathered in his direction, trying to protect their chief.

"Oh, what are you doing? Go away, let all these people around me disperse, I'm fine!"

Kress looked at the U.S. sergeant with a concerned face, instead of being grateful, he kicked him on the body and told him to roll away.

"???"

The U.S. sergeant held his slightly painful abdomen and looked at Kress with a question mark on his face. He didn't know why his concern would arouse Kress's anger.

It wasn't until the U.S. troops who were fighting turned their heads to look at them that he finally understood that what Kress was worried about was morale.

In fact, most of the wars are fought with a collapse rate. In many battles, it is said that how many US troops were defeated did not really kill them. It is likely that they only lost three or four tenths of their troops. The enemy army collapsed.

The volunteer army who can persist until the entire army is about to be wiped out, and only one person is left to continue to stand firm is obviously a super-elite army like a devil.

But now the U.S. military has persisted for so long, and more than half of the troops killed and injured are still resisting tenaciously, which is not easy.

Right now, any slight disturbance in geomantic omen may become the last straw that breaks the camel's back, causing the U.S. military to be defeated.

"damn it……"

At this time, Kress observed the reaction of the American soldiers in his army in a little panic, and couldn't help cursing secretly.

Many American soldiers saw the blood gushing from Kress's arm, and the fragile nerves in his heart were severely hit by that pale face. They seemed a little demoralized for a while, and even raised their heads and shot. The speed has slowed down a lot.

Seeing this, Kress quickly gritted his teeth and wanted to straighten up a little, and spoke to the soldiers under him to comfort him.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

As a battlefield, the peace of the old soldier was very keenly aware of the changes in the morale of the US military, and he also understood that Kress as the commander was the key to their collapse, so he kept staring at Kress.

When Kress straightened up and was slightly exposed, Ping He fired three shots without hesitation, and the hot bullets escaped and flew towards Kress.

A huge murderous aura came towards Kress. He felt that something was wrong, and quickly turned his body. Two of the bullets were deflected due to the distance and wind speed.

There was also a change that flew directly past his forehead, causing a burst of cold sweat to break out on his back, and even the dizziness just now disappeared.

"fuck you!"

Kress uttered a curse, lying on the back of the bunker, gasping for breath, his eyes were still in shock, and the feeling of passing the god of death was obviously uncomfortable.

Seeing Kress like this, many American soldiers were even more shaken in their fighting spirit. Some of them were already thinking about whether to find a way to get away and let the persistent fools block the volunteers.

"Good chance! Grenades!"

When Wu Qianli saw the state of the U.S. military, his eyes lit up immediately, and his joy was beyond words.

Immediately, the soldiers of the assault platoon threw grenades at the U.S. soldiers one after another, and countless small black spots fell on the feet of the U.S. soldiers, causing countless explosions.

"Guapies, keep up with the second round and blow up these American devils!"

Lei Gong understood that the U.S. military was hanging by one breath, and quickly ordered the artillery platoon to follow.

Two rounds of intensive bombing immediately silenced most of the U.S. military's firepower, and only one of the U.S. machine guns that were still roaring was still functioning for a while.

For these small black spots that were thrown almost everywhere, even veterans of the U.S. military who are naturally rich have nothing to do but can only be torn apart by countless flying shrapnel, and fall unwillingly in a pool of blood.

"Don't worry, just keep going, our reinforcements will arrive soon, and we will definitely wipe out all the volunteers!"

Kress yelled loudly while clutching the bleeding wound.

At this moment, he was also disheveled under the bombardment of the grenade, and suddenly looked a little embarrassed, but he still tried his best to restore the low morale of the US military.

It's a pity that he has used such rhetoric countless times. At the beginning, the American soldiers were quite useful, and they gritted their teeth and persisted. However, the expected reinforcements never arrived, and everyone gradually lost confidence.

"Choose Bright Sword Mission Three!"

Wu Qianli knew that now was the best opportunity, so he decided to give it a go, maybe it would happen.

"Comrades, rush over with me and completely defeat these American devils!"

After pouring out the bullets in the machine gun in his hand, Wu Qianli picked up the submachine gun and rushed down with the soldiers of the assault platoon, and Lei Gong of the artillery platoon quickly led his men to follow.

At the same time, Mike's U.S. reinforcements are about to arrive on the battlefield. If this charge cannot crush the U.S. troops in front of them, I am afraid that the Seventh Interlude Company will face the heaviest casualties since entering North Korea.

(End of this chapter)