The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 22 Ice and Snow Rage (for further reading)

"You said...wouldn't it be a bit condescending for Wu Qianli to be the company commander of an interspersed company?"

After hearing this, Secretary Liu opened his mouth in surprise, but he didn't say anything.

Just when the headquarters was shocked by this record, the [-]th interspersed company continued to move forward on the battlefield.

"It's fucking cold. If the company commander didn't lead us to beat those American devils to the ground and take off their padded clothes, we would have died from the cold..."

Yu Congrong let out a breath from his mouth, and rubbed his hands together, it took a while to turn slightly rosy, but the trace of hot air immediately disappeared with the cold wind.

"It's okay, brothers, if you climb over the mountain there, you will arrive at the place soon. When the time comes, let's have a warm meal and sleep on the hot kang head."

Wu Qianli looked at the somewhat tattered battle map in his hand, made some calculations, nodded slightly, and finally it was almost there.

"Ah, it's finally here. It's good to eat warm. The freshly steamed big white noodle steamed buns are delicious."

Wu Wanli drooled as he thought about the steaming, soft white flour steamed buns.

"Guapaozi, you still think about this when you have meat to eat. The U.S. military has seized a lot of canned food. Hurry up and eat it. I'll make you greedy, hahaha..."

Lei Gong patted Wu Wanli on the head with a smile, and stuffed two cans of American luncheon meat into his hands.

"Everyone is hungry too, so let's all eat something first."

Seeing this situation, Wu Qianli simply asked everyone to sit down and eat something.

Such a continuous and rapid march in this bitingly cold snow field consumes a lot of physical energy and must be replenished quickly.

"Hey, the logistics of this American devil is good. Any soldier will have a meal."

Holding a military thorn, Yu Congrong cut off a piece of meat from a can of American luncheon meat, brought it to his mouth, and sighed while chewing.

"Oh, it's more than that, these little wine and meat are just the most basic things in their eyes."

Lei Gong also sighed, and at the same time grabbed a small snow cube and swallowed it, moistening his throat.

Then he took out a handful of fried noodles and stuffed it into his mouth. As for the luncheon meat, he ate it in small bites.

"It's okay, I'll definitely let everyone eat their fill when we get to the command post."

Mei Sheng also picked up the canned luncheon meat from the U.S. Army, and started to eat it a little bit. After all, whether he can eat it later and how long it will take depends entirely on luck.

"Don't worry, you don't need to hide it, just eat it with big mouthfuls. After eating, the US military will be our logistics team, just like that old Chiang."

Wu Qianli looked at these cutest people with a little emotion, eating food that was a hundred times inferior to that of the US military, but still bursting out with such tenacious will and fighting power, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Brother, are you serious? I trust you, I will eat all of them and leave nothing behind..."

Wu Wanli himself trusted Wu Qianli like a god. Hearing what Wu Qianli said, he opened the cans of luncheon meat in his hand, forked them out, and chewed them in big mouthfuls.

Although the texture of the meat was not very good, and even covered with a thin layer of frost under the freezing, it had become a bit stiff and difficult to chew, but it was still a rare delicacy for him.

"What your brother said is still false. His good brother will really be hungry by then. Your brother will have to pick up a gun and kill dozens of American devils to grab delicious food for you."

Lei Gong laughed and rubbed Wu Wanli's head as a joke.

Suddenly, a howling cold wind blew past, mixed with layers of snowflakes, like a blunt military thorn sliding across their faces, causing pain.

Wu Qianli stood up vigilantly in an instant, seeing the layers of snow waves rushing here, he suddenly felt bad.

"Not good! Find trees and rocks to stabilize your body, and protect the telegraph and translator! Don't be caught by the strong wind... um—"

Wu Qianli scratched his throat, the veins on his neck bulging, reminding him loudly.

However, the gust of wind pouring down directly smashed a handful of snow particles into his mouth, and suppressed the sound of his words just now.

Wu Qianli hastily hugged the trunk of a tree with his hands, but his feet instantly became frivolous, swaying and flying in the yellow wind.

Some soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company who hadn't reacted were quickly lifted up by the strong wind, and their limbs grabbed helplessly around, but they didn't catch anything, and they were instantly submerged in the snowstorm.

Wu Wanli just grabbed a branch of a tree, but in the strong wind that bit me, the branch was about to break.

"elder brother!"

In desperation, Wu Wanli's first reaction was to call for help Wu Qianli loudly.

"Ding - the system has detected that the host is in an extremely dangerous state, do you want to use the first-aid treasure box obtained in the bright sword that ambushed the US military vehicle?"

At this moment, a cold system prompt echoed in Wu Qianli's mind like the gospel.

"use!"

Wu Qianli was hugging the trunk of the tree with great difficulty. He had never seen such a big snowstorm. The sound waves produced by the wind were about to shatter his eardrums.

"The emergency treasure box has been successfully activated. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the God-level power experience card, which has been automatically activated for the host."

In an instant, the blue veins on Wu Qianli's neck due to excessive force gradually disappeared, and the blushing complexion on his face gradually turned relaxed.

"crunch-"

However, at this moment, the branch that Wu Wanli was holding on to snapped.

He looked flustered, his pupils dilated instantly, and he opened his mouth wide to say something, but he couldn't speak because of the wind and snow, and he was about to be submerged in the snow waves.

"Hold me tight!"

Wu Qianli simply let go of the tree trunk, and followed the wind and snow towards Wu Wanli.

Just when he was about to reach Wu Wanli's side, he directly thrust his foot into the snow, and grabbed Wu Wanli's hand tightly with his hands.

"Be careful, company commander!"

Mei Sheng saw a telegraph blown up by the blizzard and was rushing towards Wu Qianli, and his face turned pale with shock.

Wu Qianli immediately plunged his legs deeply into the snow, leaned down, held Wu Wanli with one hand, and grabbed the telegraph flying rapidly in the air with the other hand, and then knocked him down. on the snow.

"This...is this all right?"

Mei Sheng, who was still in a panic just now, saw Wu Qianli's such a feat, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak on the spot.

"At the time when I lost to the company commander in the fighting competition, I thought it was a half-baked level, and I lost because of the company commander's advice. I didn't expect the company commander to let me go."

Yu Congrong was in the snowstorm, so he couldn't see the specific situation of Wuqianli clearly. He only saw a huge black object smashing towards Wu Qianli's head.

But it was immediately torn off by Wu Qianli, just like a martial arts master took a high-speed flying shell, which shocked the audience.

Lei Gong gritted his old teeth and hugged Ping He tightly. The two of them were just stuck behind a rock, which prevented the strong wind from carrying them.

Some fighters were not so lucky. Some were blown into the sky, and then hit some kind of tree trunk or branch. They were hit so badly that they passed out.

Some people who were simply scraped flew down the cliff, hit the gravel below, and died on the spot.

However, after hearing the order, the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company immediately protected the telegraphs and translators around them.

Some even wrapped the straps of their backpacks tightly around their hands, and hugged the translators or telegraphs tightly to protect them from being blown away by the snowstorm.

The blizzard was raging like this, and I don't know how long it has passed.

When Wu Qianli slowly rubbed his eyelids that were covered with a layer of frost, he looked at the snow-capped scene in front of him, but he didn't see a few people.

"Oops, if the troops are blown away, it will be over..."

(End of this chapter)