Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Six shells flew towards the ranks of the Mi Army.

Followed by another six...

Soon, the gun barrel began to turn red, and the snow on the ground began to melt.

Qiao Lin, who rushed to the front, nimbly dodged bullets.

The combat value played a role at this time, making him have a strong sense of danger.

After finally rushing into the range of 100 meters, he threw a grenade with his hands.

Two of his own, plus two of Wu Qianli's, made a total of four grenades.

Qiao Lin threw them all in 20 seconds.

It's a pity that the domestic grenade is not very powerful.

The four grenades barely killed a dozen American soldiers, and did not completely open the gap.

Qiao Lin regretted not bringing a few more.

This almost suicidal counterattack by the soldiers of the Seventh Company directly stopped the progress of the Mi Army's advancement of the front line.

Volunteers may not be afraid of death, but they are.

Under the double blow of the firepower platoon and the artillery platoon, the right side of the Mi army's offensive team was once opened.

Just as Qiao Lin was about to call for the soldiers to break out from here, the artillery suddenly stopped.

The artillery platoon has been completely fired, and two mortars have been completely scrapped.

"Attach the bayonet and rush forward with me!"

With a wave of Lei Gong's hand, only a dozen soldiers left in the artillery platoon rushed out with bayonet-tipped rifles.

"Comrades, go!"

Yu Congrong's fire platoon also rushed up.

There were only three people left in the first wave of charge team led by Wu Qianli, and they were the closest to Qiao Lin.

Then came the artillery platoon and the firepower platoon.

Under the situation of being passively beaten, the soldiers of the Seventh Company insisted on pushing the front line forward by 100 meters with their lives.

In order to avoid bullets, everyone can only crawl forward.

"Alive? That's good!"

Seeing that Qiao Lin was still alive, Wu Qianli finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"you..."

Qiao Lin opened his mouth to say a curse word, but he swallowed it back.

The reason why he decided to attack the enemy's defense line alone was to avoid sacrifice to the greatest extent.

But the comrades rushed out without hesitation.

"Give me all the grenades!"

Jolin yelled at them.

Soon grenades were thrown at Jolin's feet.

He squatted on the ground, grabbed one, pulled the lead wire and threw it out.

Followed by another one.

Dozens of grenades were thrown out by him in one breath, and they exploded in the ranks of the Mi Army one after another.

Jolin's shoulder was about to be dislocated.

Although the power is not enough, it can't hold up to a lot.

The rice army team, which had been advancing in two waves, was blown up to only a few dozen loose people.

Such a number of people can no longer launch an effective charge.

The soldiers of the rice army began to retreat, preparing to retreat within the line of defense.

There are still heavy weapons that can be used there, as long as the reinforcements arrive, it will be easy to destroy these volunteers.

At this time, the soldiers of the Seventh Company who came to support Qiao Lin also climbed to his side one after another.

Seeing that Qiao Lin was able to throw the grenade 100 meters away, everyone was shocked.

You must know that the domestic grenade weighs about three kilograms, and it is already very good for ordinary soldiers to throw it 30 meters.

He can throw 100 meters, what a great arm strength!

"Are you OK?"

Wu Qianli began to care about Qiao Lin when he came up.

"fine."

Seeing that the Mi army began to retreat, Qiao Lin set up his rifle and started shooting.

Warriors with rifles know that well.

Although the effective range of the rifle can reach 800 meters.

But the distance of accurate shooting is only about 50 meters.

From 100 meters away, it is almost impossible to aim.

Most of the soldiers who died on the battlefield were hit by stray bullets, rather than being deliberately aimed and shot.

Although Ping He said that Qiao Lin's marksmanship was good, but most of the soldiers did not see it with their own eyes.

At this moment, they saw it.

The rice army soldiers have retreated to 100 meters away. At this distance, the deviation of the bullet can reach several centimeters.

But Jolin still shot one by one, pulling the bolt, aiming, and shooting.

The action was done in one go, without hesitation.

Everyone who watched was stunned.

Shooting and killing moving targets at such a long distance is simply not something that can be done with good marksmanship.

It is also necessary to calculate the wind speed and impact point, and the most important thing is to be able to predict the target's foothold.

This is a very complicated job.

The fighters present asked themselves that no one could do this.

But Jolin did it.

He emptied the bullets in the gun in one breath, and left the bodies of several rice soldiers on the opposite side.

"Why don't you fight?"

A soldier handed over his rifle.

"Exceeding the distance, it is difficult to hit."

Qiao Lin shook his head. The enemy had already retreated 200 meters. When he fired the last shot, he already felt a little strenuous.

He has the skills of a sharpshooter, but he is not a gunslinger.

If the distance is too far, it is impossible to aim, and shooting rashly may cause the enemy to concentrate their firepower, which is too risky.

Unless there is a big spy with an optical sight.

Qiao Lin was sure to kill them one by one before they all retreated.

But I can only think about it.

"The enemy has retreated, shall we charge forward?"

Yu Congrong suggested.

At the beginning of the battle, the soldiers were ready to die.

But now, they saw the hope of life again.

Wu Qianli looked at Qiao Lin with questioning eyes, wanting to hear his opinion.

He approved of Yu Congrong's idea.

Now that the enemy's numbers are at a disadvantage, as long as they charge, it is possible to overwhelm them and break through the blockade.

"You can charge, but not now."

After visually measuring the distance between the two sides, Qiao Lin thought it would be unwise to charge at this time.

The rice army soldiers just retreated, not escaped.

They walked backwards, but their guns were always pointed in this direction, in order to prevent them from being chased.

Start charging now, this distance is enough for the enemy to shoot back.

When he rushed to them, he didn't know how many soldiers' lives would be lost.

This method is too expensive.

Qiao Lin didn't want any more soldiers from the Seventh Company to die.

"But if we don't rush now, we will have no chance after they retreat."

Yu Congrong still thinks that the opportunity must not be missed.

Chapter 31 Charge alone, get out of the tiger's mouth and encounter an air attack

"In this way, I will charge first, and you will charge again after I give the signal. You must listen to me this time, and don't come out without authorization."

After Qiaolin finished speaking, he crawled forward.

"you..."

Wu Qianli subconsciously wanted to pull him, but he missed again. There was no way, Qiao Lin crawled faster than the loach.

"Captain?"