The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 65 Are you sure this is a bombardier, not a grenadier?

The U.S. military headquarters is located on a small high ground on the right side of the 1200 highland, with its back against the mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The U.S. military set up a condescending strafing fire from above, and it is difficult to break through unless Lei Gong's cannon is brought over, but the general offensive begins At that time, Lei Gong fired all the few guns in the Seventh Company, and all the mortars basically misfired.

What's more, the support of the US military has also arrived, and continuing to fight will be extremely detrimental to the attacking volunteer soldiers.

This is the territory of the US military.

A firepower point was pulled out, and Mei Sheng jumped out of the bunker holding a light machine gun. Now is not the time to praise Xia Yuan. The firepower point being pulled out is an opportunity. The other soldiers of the Seventh Company began to charge in groups of three and three to support Wu Qianli. Take out the tank, or back up Mason to take out a firepower point.

However, just as they rushed to the front, the machine guns that had been turned off suddenly shot out flames. The two soldiers were caught off guard. The bullets pierced through their bodies, leaving blood holes. When they fell, one of the soldiers fought hard. The grenade that had time to be fired was thrown over, but the grenade was not pulled and did not explode.

Mei Sheng's eyes were red, holding a machine gun and firing at the enemy's half-blind firepower, he shouted at Xia Yuan: "Go! Kill all the enemies who are not dead!"

Xia Yuan pointed his gun straight at the enemy's firepower point. The American soldiers in the firepower point were already dead. A seriously injured American soldier was lying in the bunker. The shrapnel from the grenade pierced his cheek. You can clearly see the blood flowing out. With pale bones, he looked at Xia Yuan dying, holding a blood-stained photo tightly in his blood-stained hands, and speaking in unclear English.

He understood a word.

home, home.

Xia Yuan didn't speak, and shot him in the head with a blank expression, and quickly rushed to the enemy's headquarters. A commander in a coat rushed out from the headquarters. Seeing Xia Yuan, he froze for a moment and turned around. Run towards the headquarters.

Xia Yuan reacted very quickly. He raised his gun and pulled the trigger. After hearing a scream, Xia Yuan chased after him, looking at the injured enemy, "McLean, the commander of the polar bear regiment."

McLean did not speak, panting heavily, his chest was pierced by a bullet, and blood flowed out.

"If you have a home, don't we have a home? If you have a home, don't the North Korean people have a home? When you set foot on North Korean land, you must have the consciousness to die here! This shot is not just for the North Korean people , and even more for the 19 volunteers left on this land!"

With cold eyes, Xia Yuan said softly, raised the gun to McClain's forehead, and pulled the trigger.

On the battlefield, Wu Qianli and Yu Congrong saw the volunteers rushing down from the high ground again. Yu Congrong was very pleasantly surprised: "It's about the battalion commander!"

Wu Qianli sat down on the snow, panting with dark cheeks: "It's finally here, if we come a little later, we won't be able to stand it anymore."

The talk came in a timely manner, and the U.S. military’s support had just arrived. The appearance of the third battalion made the U.S. military realize that this side had been occupied by the volunteers, and began to retreat to the rear. There were still some remnants of the U.S. military on the field, but basically They didn't pose too much threat. Tan Ziwei's three battalions divided and surrounded them, and wiped out these remaining enemies bit by bit.

"The instructor and Xia Yuan just went to the headquarters of the US military, let's go and have a look!" Wu Qianli stood up, and the two rushed to the enemy's headquarters quickly.

The headquarters was in chaos, with several officers of the American Devils lying on the ground. Xia Yuan and Mei Sheng were looking at a blanket. how's it going?"

Wu Qianli replied: "Tan Ziwei's third battalion has arrived, and only the remnants of the enemy are left. The US support troops probably gave up here."

He asked again, "What are you looking at?"

Mei Sheng pointed to the blanket on the wall and said, "Xia Yuan said this is the military flag of the polar bear regiment."

"Polar Bear Group, what is that?" Yu Congrong asked naively with a dark face.

Wu Qianli said: "It should be an ace regiment of the U.S. military. No matter what he is, he fights the elite. This time we directly took his old nest to see if he is still arrogant."

Mei Sheng nodded: "Xia Yuan has contributed a lot. If it weren't for the defense plan Xia Yuan gave, our battle tonight would be even more difficult."

Xia Yuan's defense map clearly outlines the deployment of the U.S. military at 1200 Heights and 1100 Heights, as well as the location of the headquarters. Lei Gong's artillery successfully destroyed the enemy's important firepower output points. The battle ended very quickly. The interspersed company effortlessly passed through the weak points shown in the defense map, interspersed into the headquarters of the US military, and successfully captured the enemy's headquarters at 1100 heights underground.

Xia Yuan put away the regiment flag and handed it to Wu Qianli, "Company Commander, this is a good thing. Hand it over to the division headquarters. The most proud flag of the Polar Bear Regiment has been captured by us, and their number will be lost in name only."

Wu Qianli laughed and handed it to Yu Congrong: "Take it, and when the battle is over, let the correspondent send the battle situation here to the division headquarters."

"Yes!" Yu Congrong nodded.

Wu Qianli looked at the three of them, his eyes lingering on Xia Yuan: "Good job."

Xia Yuan showed a smile on his face, and said with a naive smile: "Company commander, you fought very well, and blew up the enemy's tanks."

Yu Congrong hooked Xia Yuan's neck, "We can't compare to you. This time you are a great hero. The defense map you drew made us lose all the firepower of the US military when we attacked. If it wasn't for you, we would I am afraid that more people will be sacrificed, especially the US troops hidden in those houses, these things are really dark."

Xia Yuan smiled.

There were intermittent gunshots outside, and Wu Qianli raised his gun, "The battle is not over yet, end the battle first, and then clean up the battlefield."

"Yes!"

Mei Sheng stopped Wu Qianli and came to the body of the head of the Polar Bear Corps, McClain, "This was shot by Xia Yuan. A regiment leader, can you count as the highest commander of the US military killed since we entered the Korean War?"

Wu Qianli nodded heavily: "Forget it! Remember all these, and after the war is over, send all the achievements of this kid to the division headquarters!"

Mei Sheng nodded: "Maybe this kid will become our company's second battle hero."

Wu Qianli said: "I am looking forward to it. Although he joined the army relatively late, he has grown up very quickly. After these two battles, he has become a qualified volunteer soldier. Wu Wanli and he joined the team together. It’s still far from it.”

Mei Sheng said with a smile: "Your old Wu's family has a solid foundation, and it will be a matter of time before Wanli grows up."

Wu Qianli sighed: "I don't want him to grow into what he is, I just hope he can go home safely."

With a gun in hand, Xia Yuan rushed out from the headquarters of the Polar Bear Regiment. Snowflakes were falling in the sky, and fire was flickering everywhere. Minutes into the night and it hasn't stopped.

"The real battle has just begun."

Xia Yuan exhaled a mouthful of white mist, took out a chocolate candy from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth to replenish his strength, and followed Yu Congrong into the snow curtain.

The firepower composed of the remnants of the U.S. Army is still resisting tenaciously. The heavy machine guns sprayed flames and swept across the battlefield, sparking a series of sparks. trigger.

Wu Qianli approached Tan Ziwei, "How is the situation?"

Tan Ziwei grinned and pointed at the muzzle of the machine gun in the distance: "Damn, there's a firepower point there that hasn't been destroyed, and a small pit composed of a dozen or so people is resisting tenaciously. The location of the bunker is a bit good. The soldiers are unable to attack for the time being, and it will probably take some time if they want to fight down."

"Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan." Wu Qianli shouted.

"Captain."

Xia Yuan came over with a gun in his hand.

Wu Qianli pointed to the firepower point that was spraying flames in the distance, "Go and destroy that firepower point for me."

Xia Yuan took a look and had a general idea in his mind, "I need to move forward."

Tan Ziwei asked, "Are you sure you can win?"

Xia Yuan observed for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

The enemy's firepower fortifications are well laid out. If you use a gun, you won't be able to solve it for a while. After all, if you kill a machine gunner, there will be a second machine gunner. The third one is not as good as a mine. Throw it away, solve it all, save time and effort.

"Eighth Company Commander, cover him!" Tan Ziwei said.

"unnecessary!!"

Raised the gun to aim, pulled the trigger, the bullet penetrated the head of the enemy machine gunner, and the moment the fire was misfired, Xia Yuan jumped out of the bunker, with the help of the slope, shoveled to the bottom, and rolled into a bullet crater on the ground without much hesitation , quickly got out of the crater, and quickly touched a scrapped tank in front of him. When he was close to the tank, the enemy's heavy machine gun rang out, and the bullets shot into the soil behind him. After a few shots, Xia Yuan had already fired the grenade, drawing an arc in the sky, and with a bang, the grenade exploded and blasted the snow curtain in front of him, also blinding the enemy's firepower.

The whole movement is coherent and done in one go, without the slightest sloppiness. It looks like the mouth is wide open, stunned.

Wu Qianli smiled and said, "How is it? Our company's new sharpshooter and bombardier."

Tan Ziwei turned around, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Are you sure this is a bomber, not a grenadier?"

(End of this chapter)