Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Jolin also stopped, observing the surrounding terrain vigilantly.

The peninsula is a mountainous landform with few plains.

Qiao Lin looked around, and as far as he could see, there were rolling hills.

The enemy's footsteps were getting closer, but they still couldn't be seen.

He was a little surprised, where did the dozen soldiers who set off first go?

"Goo... Goo"

The birds chirped, no different from the sparrows that came out to look for food in winter.

At this moment, Qiao Lin suddenly saw a big tree ten meters in front of him on the left and stretched out a hand.

Then, a familiar face also poked out.

It was the sharpshooter of the Seventh Company, Ping He.

Ping He rushed Wu Qianli and nodded, confirming that there were indeed enemies coming.

"Goo...coo..."

Wu Qianli also learned the song of birds, vividly.

After that, sparrows rang out one after another in a radius of tens of meters.

Judging by the sound, these were all issued by the volunteer soldiers who were ambushing here.

This wave of operations almost made Qiao Lin drop his body.

He originally thought that the army in the early days of liberation was very backward, both in terms of equipment and combat literacy.

But now, seeing the dozen or so soldiers of the Seventh Company, without saying a word, they completed the tactical coordination with gestures and birdsong.

This is no different from modern special forces.

He had to admit that the older generation of soldiers still had a lot of real things.

The volunteer soldiers who ambushed here earlier have formed a double encirclement and cooperated with each other.

As long as the enemy does not break through with heavy fire, there is almost no problem in eliminating them.

It stands to reason that such an arrangement is simply perfect.

But at this moment, Qiao Lin felt something strange again.

He hurriedly leaned on the ground to distinguish carefully.

There was a slight vibration and the sound of the tracks pressing against the road.

This means that there is a large enemy force nearby, as well as tanks and armored vehicles.

The distance should be several kilometers away, the number of people is about several thousand, and there are at least dozens of motor vehicles.

This is the judgment Jolin made.

"Company commander, there are enemy troops nearby."

Qiao Lin quickly grabbed Wu Qianli who wanted to take him into the ambush site.

"Are there many people?"

Wu Qianli frowned, the battle layout had been arranged, and he could shoot and ambush just waiting for the enemy to show his face.

What should I do if this happens again at this time?

"A lot of people, and possibly armored vehicles."

Qiao Lin didn't dare to say too much, he was afraid that the company commander would think he was crazy.

Wu Qianli's expression became more and more solemn, and he had already realized the key point.

Even if this wave of enemies is not coming in the direction of the Seventh Company, once they shoot later, they will definitely be attracted.

It is impossible for the more than 100 people in Qilian to be the enemy's opponent.

How to do?

Wu Qianli was very anxious, and Qiao Lin was even more anxious.

Unexpectedly, there were a large number of enemy troops nearby, and the advantage in numbers was gone in an instant.

Only then did he understand what it means to change the situation of the war rapidly.

It turns out that the battlefield is not just a one-on-one duel, there are many sudden unknown factors.

The theoretical knowledge learned in military school textbooks is useless at this moment.

Wu Qianli now faces two choices.

One is to retreat quickly before the exchange of fire with the enemy, and lead the Seventh Company to find a more hidden location to avoid meeting the enemy.

The second is to be tough head-on, first destroy the enemy's tactical team, and wait for the opponent's reinforcements to arrive, and then fight to the death.

But the ending is obvious.

Wu Qianli was thinking hard about how to break the situation.

"Googoo...googoo."

Wu Qianli learned the song of birds again.

Qiao Lin was confused and didn't understand what the company commander was talking about.

By the way, I just came to Lianli not long ago, can you tell me something I can understand?

Strangely, when Wu Qianli sent out the signal, he did not receive any response.

Is it a signal to retreat?

Just as Qiao Lin was guessing, there were a few slight "clicks" all around.

The sound of a bayonet.

Is this for hand-to-hand combat, hand-to-hand combat?

Before Qiao Lin could react from the shock, he was dragged into a bomb crater on the side by Wu Qianli.

Qiao Lin watched as Wu Qianli pulled out the bayonet from his waist and skillfully put it on the muzzle of the gun.

The blade showed a terrifying dark red color, and the blade was exceptionally sharp, emitting a cold light.

Obviously, this knife drank the blood of many people.

"Little brat, have you ever killed anyone?"

Wu Qianli wrapped the gun belt tightly around his arm, looked at Qiao Lin and asked.

Jolin shook his head subconsciously.

He has thought about killing people, but he has never done it.

However, does being killed count?

"If you are afraid, hide in the pit and don't come out."

Wu Qianli gave an instruction, and had no time to take care of him anymore, standing on tiptoe and looking out along the wall of the pit.

Who do you look down on?

Qiao Lin pouted, and then drew out the bayonet pinned to his waist.

Chapter 5 The will of a soldier, life for life

Ever since he was inexplicably brought into the movie by the system, he became a volunteer soldier.

After witnessing the current situation of the battlefield with my own eyes.

Jolin was already mentally prepared.

As a soldier, fighting for the country is a matter of course.

What is murder?

In my eyes, there is no difference between an enemy and a beast.

Although he did not carry a rifle, a bayonet would suffice.

Qiao Lin held the bayonet in his backhand and stood on tiptoe to look out.

The enemy's footsteps were getting closer and closer, less than 100 meters away, and the sound of breathing could even be heard clearly.

The dagger was gripped tighter and tighter, and Qiao Lin's palms began to sweat.

When he thought that he would soon be able to fight the enemy face to face, he couldn't help being excited.

Soldiers in peacetime rarely encounter such opportunities except for simulated exercises.

After a while, I cut my throat with a backhand?Or straight to the heart?

Qiao Lin carefully recalled the key points of the dagger attack class in the military academy, and began to plan tactics.

The speed of the enemy's advancement is not fast, even a little slow, and it can be felt that their guard is also very strict.

Through the gaps in the dry grass on the edge of the crater, Jolin could clearly see the enemy's black leather boots.

The tactical team of 17 people is arranged in an irregular shape, and there are people in charge of vigilance at the front, back, left, and right.

A complete combat system has been formed with each other. As long as there is an abnormality, everyone's guns can be aimed at the target at the same time.

"Hiss! It's really hard to do it!"

From a professional point of view, Qiao Lin believed that this group of rice army soldiers must have received formal training, otherwise their cooperation would not be so tacit.

To win, they have to disrupt their formations and destroy the connection points where they can take care of each other.

how should I do it?

Jolin searched in his mind for tutorials on close combat in the university.

However, before he could figure out why, the enemy had already entered the ambush circle.

Opportunity is precious, fleeting, and if you don't do it, you will have no chance.

At this critical moment, Ping He, who was lying in ambush on the commanding heights and acting as a sniper, suddenly jumped down, and the bayonet at the muzzle of the gun directly penetrated a rice soldier in the center, nailing him to the ground.