Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Yu Congrong roared loudly, and at the same time led several soldiers to retreat quickly.

Qiao Lin, who was in front of the convoy, heard the shout and turned his head to look.

I saw that the tarpaulin covering the fourth and fifth truck compartments from the bottom had been lifted, and dozens of machine guns were mounted on the guard boards and were firing.

In just an instant, several soldiers were shot and fell to the ground.

The accident happened so suddenly that no one expected that there would be two troop carriers in the convoy transporting supplies.

Moreover, the enemy was too cunning. When the convoy was intercepted, they did not act, nor did they show up when the soldiers rushed out of the road to clean up the remnants of the enemy.

It wasn't until the soldiers got close to the vehicle that they suddenly opened fire. Fortunately, the convoy was too long and the soldiers were relatively scattered. If they all gathered together, how many people would fall down in this wave of concentrated fire.

"Support! Yu Congrong, hold on!"

With a roar, Qiao Lin jumped down from the top of the mountain more than ten meters high. After landing, he rolled forward, got up and rushed backwards at high speed.

The situation was urgent, and he had no time to think about other things. His whole body suddenly turned into an afterimage, and he rushed to the two personnel carriers within a breath.

Soldiers in other positions also rushed over one after another, shooting while running to suppress the enemy's firepower.

It's a pity that the enemy troops on the two trucks were covered by shields, and the bullets hit them and sparked, but they couldn't hurt them.

Qiao Lin kicked hard, jumped onto the roof of the car, raised his gun and shot.

A shuttle of bullets emptied in an instant, killing more than a dozen rice army soldiers in the carriage.

The enemy found that someone was firing above his head, so he turned his gun and shot at Qiao Lin.

Qiao Lin was lying on top of the front of the car, with his upper body hanging in the air, his left arm was bent back to protect his face, and his right hand quickly changed the magazine.

Within a second, countless bullets hit his body. Even though he was protected by protective clothing, Qiao Lin felt that his body was about to be scattered.

Especially the left arm protecting the head, immediately lost consciousness.

"go to hell!"

Qiao Lin pulled the bolt, held the gun with one hand, and continued to shoot into the car.

The enemy's firepower began to weaken, and the clips were empty again.

He threw the gun aside, put his right hand on the roof of the car, and threw himself into the car.

Qiao Lin, who fell from the sky, directly threw down a Mi Army soldier who was still shooting. After smashing the opponent's head with a punch, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed another Mi Army soldier in the heart with his backhand.

There were still more than a dozen Mi Army soldiers left in the carriage, and the narrow space prevented them from shooting, so they all rushed towards Qiao Lin.

Jolin pulled out his dagger and stood up.

The slaughter begins!

Tens of seconds later, the carriage fell silent. Qiao Lin, who was holding a dagger, stepped on the pedal and jumped directly onto another enemy personnel carrier.

The advantage gained by the sudden attack at the beginning no longer exists.

As the soldiers came for reinforcements, the enemy's firepower had been suppressed, and they could only hide behind the baffle of the carriage and shoot outwards.

However, due to the dense firepower, the Dark Blade fighters were unable to rush forward for a while, and could only shoot at each other on the hillside with an interval of nearly [-] meters to consume the enemy's bullets.

The snipers climbed up the nearby hillside and killed more than a dozen rice soldiers in a row, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.

The appearance of Qiao Lin instantly reversed the situation of the battle.

One person, one knife, fell into the crowded carriage, and the slaughter began again.

How intense and brutal the process was, no one could see it. The soldiers only saw that Qiao Lin was the only one who stood up from the carriage.

"Captain!"

Soldiers rushed forward to help him get out of the car, but he didn't take anyone's hand, jumped out of the car and ran straight to the soldiers who were shot and fell to the ground.

"Hopeless!"

Lei Gong who rushed to rescue him earlier shook his head, and two lines of old tears flowed out.

He had tried his best, but he still couldn't keep them. The injuries were too serious. They were all shot several times, and one soldier's chest was smashed.

Qiao Lin's heart twitched suddenly, and the six soldiers who fell on the ground had already stopped breathing.

He knew their names, their ages, and even their favorite food. Jolin once joked that after the war, he would introduce a beautiful wife to each of them.

In the future, there will be no more chances.

Jolin backed away slowly until his back hit the truck.

He turned around and slammed his fist hard on the car door.

The door, which couldn't bear the heavy impact, deformed directly, broke the hinge, curled up and slammed into the cab, knocking the driver and two killed rice soldiers out of the door on the other side.

The soldiers all looked at the company commander who seemed to be in a rage, not knowing what to do.

"Check each vehicle separately, don't leave any alive, and count the supplies loaded on the vehicle!"

Jolin waved his hand and gave a new order.

Although the sacrifice of his comrade-in-arms made him very sad, he quickly calmed down and knew that now was not the time to be sentimental.

Soon, the results of the inventory came out.

Seventeen trucks, two of which were personnel carriers, and of the remaining fifteen, thirteen were loaded with fodder for the army horses, one was loaded with canned food and biscuits, and one was loaded with bullets and explosives.

Chapter 290 The System Actively Chats

"All the fodder was burned, all the explosives were taken away, and a little food was packed for each person."

Qiao Lin thought for a while and said, the dark blade of forage is not needed, nor can it be left to the enemy, there is no shortage of bullets, and explosives are useful, so take them all away.

Soon, clusters of flames shot into the sky, and the soldiers prepared to retreat with boxes full of explosives on their backs.

"Take the brothers home!"

Qiao Lin saluted the six sacrificed comrades and said in a low voice.

The soldiers lifted the body of their comrades-in-arms, followed Qiao Lin silently, and returned to the cave.

In the past, the cave was full of laughter and laughter, but today it is very solemn.

The remains of six comrades-in-arms lay side by side at the innermost side of the cave, and the soldiers had helped them tidy up and put on clean military uniforms.

The atmosphere was very gloomy, and the soldiers stood with their heads bowed, silent.

This is the case every time. After each battle, if there are no casualties, the soldiers are elated.

But once a comrade in arms dies, even if the battle is won, they will not feel the slightest joy.

Everyone has long been used to death, and they can even welcome death without frowning, but what they can't accept the most is the departure of their comrades-in-arms.

"Company Commander, I am responsible for today's incident. I did not detect the abnormality in advance and led them to rush up. You punish me!"

Yu Congrong knelt in front of the sacrificed comrade-in-arms and said with red eyes.

He was shot in the chest, but the bullet was stuck in the ribs and failed to penetrate. Yang Zhengkai had just taken out the bullet for him, but blood was still oozing from the wrapped bandage.

"It's not your fault, it's me. It's because my plan wasn't thorough enough. I should have anticipated all possible contingencies. I thought the enemy might send reinforcements over, but I didn't prepare well in this regard!"

Qiao Lin squatted on the ground with his head down, smoking one cigarette after another.

The cigarettes were seized by the first battalion of the ambush cavalry before, and several of them were found on more than 200 cavalrymen. Originally, all the soldiers smoked, but Yang Zhengkai said that smoking is not good for exercise, so no one smoked anymore. They all threw them in the cave. Jolin found out again.

He was in a panic and needed some stimulation to numb himself.

But in the cave, there is neither murder and arson, nor alcohol to soothe your worries, so you can only smoke.

"Company commander, look carefully, how can anyone survive in a war? How many times have we experienced this kind of thing, why are you still the same?"

Lei Gong stepped forward and snatched half of the cigarette from Qiao Lin's hand and threw it aside. There were already piles of cigarette butts on the ground. He was really worried that if he continued to smoke, Qiao Lin's body would collapse.

"I understand the truth, but who can really see it?"

Qiao Lin didn't care about Lei Gong's rudeness, and silently picked up a cigarette and lit it again.

Yes, this kind of thing has indeed gone through a lot. Since entering the peninsula, the seventh company has had a bumpy journey. During that time, comrades died almost every day, and the team of more than 100 people was only half left in a few days.

After rushing to the Xinxingli headquarters, he rested overnight, and then received an emergency mission to escort the radio station to Dayu Dongzhi Division.

Along the way, there were constant sacrifices. When we reached Zhisi, a man who was still alive with a full company could barely make up a platoon.

The boss personally ordered to replenish the seventh company's troops, and cheated Liu Tianlong of a batch of equipment.

The Seventh Company turned over all of a sudden, with more than 180 people, it became a strengthened company, and the Dark Blade was formed.

Training, hard training, the sweat of the fighters on the training ground was not in vain, and the combat effectiveness of the dark blade soared.

At that time, Qiao Lin felt that no comrades in arms should die in the future.

But in the battle of Wulaoli, in three days, Dark Blade fought to the end, only 30 people remained.

It was the most tragic battle, and the old company commander Wu Qianli also died.

In front of his dead body, Qiao Lin cried so hard that he lost his breath several times.

Only at that time did he truly understand the meaning of the saying that there is no such thing as an immortal in a war.

Later, when the new Dark Blade was formed, he racked his brains and brains to continuously increase the intensity of training, in order to make the soldiers stronger and stronger.

Because only being stronger can reduce sacrifices.

The new dark blade has carried out several missions, and each time it has been completed beautifully. Today is the first time a soldier has died.

Although Qiao Lin had long been prepared to kill everyone in battle, when the sacrifice really happened, the so-called preparation did not reduce the pain in his heart.

He can destroy a company of the enemy with his bare hands, and he thinks he is already very strong.

But no matter how fast he is, no matter how strong his fighting power is, he can't change the ending.

When the accident happened, he had no time to remedy it, so he could only try his best to reduce the loss.

He knows what happened today, he is not responsible, no one else is responsible, but he can't erase the guilt in his heart.

[Congratulations to the host, successfully completed the task, the reward has been issued]

The system's notification sounded, and then Qiao Lin felt his legs tighten, and the familiar feeling came again.

He knew that it was the pants that were rewarded by the system attached to his legs, but at this moment, he was not in the mood to enjoy the joy brought by this reward.

If possible, he would rather not have this reward than lose the life of his comrades.