Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

The ammunition had been exhausted, and Qiao Lin handed over the remaining two clips to a soldier whose legs had been blown off and who had lost the ability to move.

"If the enemy breaks into the position, these bullets can kill as much as they can!"

Qiao Lin carried the soldier to the center of the position and entrusted Dark Blade's last stubbornness to him.

"Others, use the bayonet, we will fight the enemy!"

Everyone threw away the submachine guns in their hands neatly, pulled out the bayonet that was glowing with cold light, and wrapped it tightly around their hands with cloth strips.

"Today, we will follow the example of the dead soldiers in ancient times, and use our lives to guard this position, guard the duty of the dark blade, and guard the dignity of the volunteer army!"

Qiaolin held up his right hand holding the bayonet, and made the last pre-war mobilization.

This battle, maybe the last battle, whoever wins or loses depends on who is standing on this ground.

No one spoke, but the raised right hands of the fighters have proved their determination.

"and many more!"

Just when Qiao Lin was about to give the order to start action, a voice interrupted him.

The translator Li Ming stumbled over and pulled out the bayonet from his waist: "Count me in! If I can survive this time, please let me join the Seventh Company!"

"Okay! Return to the team!"

Qiao Lin agreed without hesitation, and walked eastward first.

After a short rest, the rice army assembled all its forces and launched an attack on the volunteers' positions from the east.

Qiao Lin led the Dark Blade soldiers, bayonets in hand, and stepped forward firmly towards the enemy.

Even though there were thousands of guns aimed at him, none of them hesitated.

In their blood vessels, there is already boiling blood.

They were the ones who said Mount Tai collapsed in front of them without changing their expressions, let alone thousands of enemy troops?

"Volunteer Army, defend the country, drive away the invaders, those who invade our land, kill!"

Qiaolin said loudly as he walked.

"kill!"

They shouted in unison behind them.

"Whoever hurts my people, kill!"

"kill!"

"Anyone who offends our army will be killed!"

"kill!"

"Comrades, life and death is a battle, success or failure is a matter of one action, we kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

With the last kill word exit, the distance between Dark Blade and the Mi Army troops was less than 20 meters.

The sudden appearance of the Dark Blade surprised the soldiers of the Mi Army who were walking in the front, and stopped involuntarily. With such a dazed effort, Qiao Lin was already standing in front of them.

"kill!"

Qiao Lin roared and rushed into the enemy's line first.

"kill!"

At this moment, the 73 dark blade fighters condensed the anger of hundreds of millions of people in the country, and rushed forward with their swords raised.

This momentum is no less than that of the enemy army that is a hundred times larger than himself in front of him.

Fight with swords and guns, fight more with less!

The soldiers of the Mi army were caught off guard by the dark blade. It was late at night, and they couldn't see clearly what the dark blade soldiers were holding in their hands.

Seeing that the other party rushed over with his hands raised regardless, he thought it was a suicide attack.

They were so frightened that they even forgot to shoot, and only cared about avoiding and running for their lives.

It's not that the soldiers of the Mi Army are timid. In fact, after the outbreak of the Peninsula War, among the United Nations Army composed of [-] countries, the Mi Army has always been the strongest in terms of combat effectiveness and courage, and it is also the unit that has fought more with the Volunteer Army.

It's just that the previous few charges were repelled, and the dark blade's strong combat power had already formed a brand in their subconscious mind, so at the beginning of the battle, the Mi army lost a bit in terms of momentum.

By the time they reacted, it was too late to shoot. The soldiers of the Dark Blade went deep into the ranks of the Mi Army, and kept harvesting the lives of the enemy with only a bayonet.

The soldiers of the Kilometer Army were dragged into hand-to-hand combat by more than seventy dark blade fighters, and the submachine guns in their hands were completely useless and useless.

Chapter 110 The Enemy's Defense Line Has Been Breakthrough

At the same time, in the Changjin Lake area, at the first line of defense of the Mi Army, the battle between the enemy and us is drawing to a close.

During these nearly three days, the two sides shelled each other, charged and counter-charged, fighting inseparably.

Except for the traces left by the artillery fire on the ground, the rest are all the corpses of soldiers from both sides.

"Concentrate all the artillery, aim at one place and bomb me!"

Chen Qiang, the commander of the third division under the Ninth Corps, was in a hurry to give orders.

Boss Zhisi sent telegrams one after another, clearly ordering that they must enter Wulaoli before dawn tomorrow, otherwise all commanders and fighters above the regiment level would be dismissed.

Although I don't understand why the boss is so anxious, I can imagine that something must have happened in Wulaoli.

Seeing that the remaining time is less than six hours, and the first line of defense has not been broken, how can he not be in a hurry.

"Yes!"

The signal soldiers rushed to the artillery regiment on horseback.

A few minutes later, hundreds of howitzers, artillery, and mortars all aimed at the defense line of the Mi army, and all kinds of shells were fired out like flowing water.

"Grandma, tell the artillery group that this day is over, shoot all the shells out for me, and you must blow up!"

Chen Qiang gave another order.

The second signalman jumped on his horse and rushed to the artillery regiment.

The rice army soldiers on the first line of defense were very desperate. Since the volunteer army launched a surprise attack that morning, they have been here for nearly three days.

During these three days, the Volunteer Army's offensive has never stopped. No matter how fierce the Mi Army's air fire support is, it has not been able to stop the Volunteer Army's determination to attack.

According to the deployment of troops, the Mi Army in the Changjin Lake area has a total of three divisions with nearly 3 troops. Except for a regiment guarding the Wulaoli headquarters, there is also a division stationed on the second line of defense. The rest of the troops are all guarding the first line. Defense line, more than [-] people.

With a large number of tank armor, rocket launchers, howitzers, and bombers, with the support of many heavy firepower, the Mi army still cannot stop the defeat.

The sand table deduction before the war predicted that the Mi Army could hold off the Volunteers for a month, but in less than three days now, nearly two-thirds of its troops have been consumed.

The ground reinforcements were also blocked by other volunteer troops, and they were unable to arrive for a long time. They were almost unable to survive.

When they first came to the peninsula battlefield, their respected General MacArthur once said that with the advanced weapons and equipment of the Mi Army, it is easy to deal with those volunteers who don't know how to fight at all.

In the face of absolute firepower, any opponent is vulnerable.

They believed MacArthur's nonsense, went to the battlefield with confidence, and then met the volunteers.

Only then did they realize that what the general said about the volunteers not knowing how to fight was just his self-righteousness.

Only after fighting face to face can we understand how terrifying this ragged army with outdated equipment is?

Can you imagine them lying in ambush in the ice and snow for a day and a night in order to stop the enemy?

Can you imagine tens of thousands of volunteer troops appearing in the blink of an eye on the originally empty battlefield?

Can you imagine those soldiers using their bodies to block the muzzle of a gun in order to destroy a firepower point?

Can you imagine the scene where volunteer soldiers rushed forward carrying explosive packs in order to destroy a tank?

It is true that the equipment of the Volunteer Army is a little behind and the supplies are a little lacking, but their will and spirit to fight without fear of life and death perfectly make up for these shortcomings.

It's not that they don't know how to fight, on the contrary, they need to know how to fight better than anyone else.

In the first battle, it took the Volunteers only ten days to drive the United Nations Army from the Yalu River to the Qingchuan River with only one rifle in the face of aircraft and artillery without any heavy firepower.

It is no exaggeration to call them the strongest infantry on the surface.

Mi Jun, who had already seen how terrifying the Volunteer Army was, once again saw how tough this untrained army was.

In less than three days, the first line of defense was riddled with holes, and it was only a thin line away from collapse.

"Master, Commander, the opening has been opened, and the enemy troops to the south have withdrawn!"

The communications soldier got off his horse and ran over to report the battle situation.

"Grandma, it's finally cleared up. It's not a waste of shells. The third regiment is notified to stay and cooperate with other troops to continue the attack. The other troops will rush in with me, targeting Wulaoli."

Chen Qiang snatched the horsewhip from the signal soldier's hand, and shouted as he ran.

Soon, the Volunteer Army opened multiple gaps in the first line of defense, and soldiers from more than a dozen regiments ran towards Wulaoli.

The line of defense has been penetrated, and the remaining Mi army that is still resisting is no longer in trouble, and a complete defeat is a matter of time.

In Wulaoli, the hand-to-hand combat between Dark Blade and Mi Jun entered a fierce state. The bayonet in Qiao Lin's hand stabbed countless enemies.

But this time the cotton encountered not water, but the blood of the enemy.

Blood dripped from the corners of Qiao Lin's clothes and cuffs, and his entire body was soaked in the blood of the enemy.

Although the Mi army has a large number of people and the physical fitness of the Western race is strong, it has not posed a direct threat to the Dark Blade.

Physical fitness and fighting, that is the first lesson of Dark Blade. To put it bluntly, the strongest combat power of Dark Blade fighters is not with guns, but close-to-hand combat.

This is also why Qiao Lin chose to fight the enemy head-to-head.

The Dark Blade warriors rushing into the enemy group are like hungry wolves rushing into the flock of sheep. The bayonets in their hands are like sharp teeth, constantly tearing the enemy apart.

Although the rice army soldiers have also received systematic fighting training, the skills they have learned cannot be compared with the Dark Blade at all.

Mi Jun practiced fighting skills, but Dark Blade used killing skills.

Although every Dark Blade warrior is surrounded by rice army soldiers, they can swim through the crowd like a fish in water, picking, stabbing, and cutting. They only repeat these three simplest actions, but every time they make a move, the ground There will be one more corpse.

On the hillside, the sound of a stream flowing could be heard faintly.

Of course, in this winter when the temperature is dozens of degrees below zero, naturally there will be no streams flowing, it is all the blood flowing from the enemy.

The soldiers of the rice army began to retreat continuously. From the bottom of their hearts, they were afraid of this group of volunteer soldiers who had already killed red eyes. They couldn't imagine how a bayonet could kill 1 people in a row in one minute. .