The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 42 Easy Solution (for follow-up reading)

Just when the seventh interspersed company was all in place and surrounded the group of American troops, they were still resting on the spot without knowing it.

Some took out chocolates, gnawed on them, and looked at pictures of family members, while others pointed at the group of North Korean women and made dirty jokes.

"Pinghe, take your scout platoon's sharpshooters to find the commanding heights, pay attention to the positions of the enemy's machine gunners and officers, and try to kill them all first."

Wu Qianli patted Pinghe on the shoulder, while explaining to him the several firepower points of the US military that he found in front of him.

"Don't worry, company commander, I guarantee that all the machine guns of the US military will be misfired."

Ping He nodded first, then smiled confidently at Wu Qianli, and Dang Shi led his men with Garand rifles, and ran towards the commanding heights.

"Lei Gong, you and the brothers in the artillery platoon fired as far as possible to the left, and they gathered the group of Korean women to the right, which just facilitated our annihilating operations."

However, Wu Qianli still explained to Lei Gong, trying not to accidentally hurt the people of North Korea.

"Hell, company commander, don't worry, I've been shooting cannons for most of my life. It's an exaggeration to say that even if you ask me to use a cannonball to blow up a fly, I can still cut it for you."

Listening to Wu Qianli's words, Lei Gong first used his thumb to roughly estimate the landing point and distance of the shell, and then patted his chest to assure him.

"Yu Congrong, you take the fire platoon to the other side, organize the cross-fire point, and when you hear Lei Gong's cannon, fire and harvest with all your strength, don't worry about the bullets."

"After the machine guns have finished harvesting them, don't give them a chance to breathe, press directly on them, and drive them to me."

Wu Qianli whispered to Yu Congrong, but when he turned his head, he found that Yu Congrong had already put the submachine gun in his hand, and he looked excited, as if he was rushing to charge.

"Yu Congrong, you must listen to my words, don't care about the bullets, first try to harvest with firepower, don't just think about rushing."

Seeing Yu Congrong's impatient state, Wu Qianli couldn't help punching him on the chest, reminding him angrily.

"Don't worry, Captain, I understand."

Yu Congrong held his chest in pain, calmed down a little, and quickly agreed.

After a while, under the cover of the night, countless figures moved silently, and it took only a few minutes for everyone from the [-]th Interlude Company to arrive at the designated battle position.

"Give me a f***ing fuck!"

Lei Gong first used his thumb to assist aiming for a while, and checked the aiming of each cannon, then nodded secretly, and shouted loudly with a hoarse throat.

"boom--"

The soldiers of the artillery platoon let go of the mortar shells prepared in advance and put them directly into the dark muzzle, only to hear a crisp sound of the firing pin, and the shells were instantly ejected and flew straight into the sky.

"call out--"

"call out--"

"boom!"

The mortar shells soared into the sky, and after reaching the highest point, they fell violently, pierced through the heavy air, made a sharp and ear-piercing friction sound, and slammed into the ground fiercely, rising into blooming clouds of fire.

Before many American soldiers realized what was going on, the scorching shrapnel pierced through the flesh and blood of their bodies, dividing the American soldiers' bodies into pieces, which fell scattered everywhere, and their flesh was mutilated for a while.

"Fuck!"

"Oh, shit!"

After the first round of bombing, several U.S. troops clutched the wounds on their bodies where blood gushed out, wailing in pain.

In some cases, the entire leg was missing, leaving only the bloody hole that was bleeding out, wailing in pain.

"Counterattack!"

The officer of the US military was also stunned by the mortar shells. He covered the wound on his arm that was deeply pierced by the shrapnel, and screamed, but in order to survive, he still screamed and fought back.

However, the artillery platoon did not give them a chance to fight back. With the sound of cannons, another round of mortar shells smashed straight into the US army.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Accompanied by loud noises, countless shrapnel mixed with the unpleasant smell of gunpowder smoke, like a death scythe sacrificed from hell, continuously harvesting the lives of American soldiers.

The soaring flames from the bomb explosion also gave Pinghe and the others a chance to observe the enemy's target.

Under the cover of explosions, several crisp gunshots were emitted imperceptibly, killing some American soldiers who wanted to get close to heavy weapons such as heavy machine guns to fight back.

"All give me a counterattack! Their artillery fire has stopped, quickly counterattack!"

With the end of the second round of bombing, the American officer who survived by chance urged the American soldiers lying on the ground loudly.

"His grandma's, if it wasn't for the limited number of shells he brought, he wouldn't need other people to take action if he bombed for a few more rounds. The shell fragments could send them all back to their God."

Lei Gong listened to the roar of mortar shells, accompanied by the painful wailing of countless American soldiers, as if hearing a very beautiful song, the beard around his mouth was shaking slightly when he smiled, but he still felt a little regretful road.

"Da da da da da da da da..."

A long fire snake in the U.S. military spewed out, and countless hot machine gun bullets came out.

It turned out that the US military officer ran directly in front of a heavy machine gun, manipulating the machine gun and pouring fury into the darkness crazily.

At the same time, his pupils were dilated, and he kept roaring loudly, as if trying to dispel his inner fear.

The emotions of other U.S. soldiers seemed to be infected, and they finally recovered from the explosion, and they picked up their guns one after another, preparing to fight back.

"Fire!"

At this time, it was the turn of Yu Congrong's firepower platoon to fire. A heavy machine gun was roaring like a motor.

The heavy and hot bullets hit the American soldiers' bodies, piercing blood holes, and the gushing blood instantly stained the pure white snow red.

The American soldiers could only lie down in the craters caused by mortar shells, raising their heads from time to time, risking their lives, and fighting back with the guns in their hands.

However, as soon as many of them showed their heads, their helmets were pierced by countless submachine gun bullets, and bright red blood splashed everywhere on their brains. Many American soldiers just tilted their heads like this, and fell heavily in a pool of blood.

"His grandma's, I have fought for half my life, and I have never been so rich. It turns out that the firepower covered by the American devils is so cool."

Yu Congrong looked at the countless bullets that seemed to be dragging long yellow tails, like a scythe cutting down the American soldiers like cutting crops, and suddenly burst out laughing.

The U.S. soldiers were momentarily overwhelmed by the powerful firepower of the firepower platoon, but after all, a few brave men risked their lives to climb to the side of the heavy machine guns, activated several machine guns, and counterattacked in the direction of Yu Congrong. with.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, go to hell."

A black soldier in the U.S. military poured bullets in the direction of crazy Yu Congrong, and other machine guns in the U.S. military also rang out one after another.

For a while, the American soldiers seemed to have regained their rhythm. Under the counter-suppression of their own machine guns, they raised their guns and fired one after another, suppressing the momentum of the fire platoon by a lot.

"It's my negligence, ha ha."

Ping He, who had been staring at the heavy firepower of the U.S. military, gave a slightly embarrassed smile. Originally, countless U.S. troops had been sniped and killed by them before they even climbed to the position of the heavy machine guns.

But those few black soldiers in the US army were really too dark. In the dark night without even a moon tonight, coupled with the distance, it was really impossible to see their positions clearly.

"Hahahahahahahaha, come on, yellow-skinned monkey, it's all wilting."

The black soldier who had been hiding in the dark and kept firing, saw that the momentum of the fire platoon had weakened a little, and couldn't help laughing, revealing a trace of white teeth, which was very conspicuously reflected in the firelight.

"boom--"

Seeing the right opportunity, Ping He immediately raised his hand and fired a shot. A US heavy machine gun just misfired.

The poor black soldier, just smiled, was directly pierced by a hot bullet through his teeth, and shot directly into his throat. He was still proud just now, and suddenly vomited blood, his body was not good. Willingly struggled for a while, and soon fell heavily in a pool of blood.

"Good marksmanship."

Mei Sheng is also beside Ping He at the moment, and he is also firing a cold gun. Looking at Ping He's beautiful shot, he couldn't help but praise him sincerely.

At this time, no matter what, no American soldier is willing to risk his life to touch the heavy machine gun that may kill him.

As a result, the aura of the American soldiers suddenly weakened again, and each of them could only shrink back and lie on the spot, firing a few shots from time to time, and they had no aim at all.

"Brothers, press up with me and kill them all, don't leave them for our company commander."

Yu Congrong himself didn't even want a submachine gun. He simply took a Browning machine gun and led the firepower platoon soldiers from the seventh interspersed company to surround the U.S. troops in a three-three formation.

Although what Wu Qianli said was to let him drive the American soldiers into his ambush circle, but Yu Congrong, seeing how the Fuyu battle was fought so happily, he wanted to wipe out the American soldiers himself.

However, I have to say that the elite level of American soldiers is still very high. Under the two rounds of artillery strikes and fire harvesting, there is no sign of collapse, and they even maintain a relatively complete organization and formation, calm and calm. Fight and retreat.

"Well, Yu Congrong, you are really not greedy enough to swallow an elephant, and I will teach you a lesson after this battle is over."

Wu Qianli, who has a keen sense of hearing, could vaguely recognize the words Yu Congrong said, and after a second guess, he understood Yu Congrong's meaning, and couldn't help cursing a few words angrily and amusingly.

"The American devils are going to retreat to us. Get ready. Don't let anyone go. If someone goes out to report, we will be in danger."

Wu Qianli exhorted the soldiers of the assault platoon in a low voice, and the nearby soldiers also nodded solemnly, and passed on the words.

"Wanli, your ability to explode in the air should not have regressed."

After instructing everyone Wu Qianli, he smiled and rubbed Wu Wanli's head next to him and asked.

"Don't worry bro, not only have you not regressed, but you have improved a lot. Just watch, I want to become that unbeatable fighting hero."

As Wu Wanli spoke, he raised his head proudly, but his hand holding the grenade was still trembling slightly, not because of nervousness, but because of the excitement in his heart.

Soon, under the suppression of the fire platoon, the American soldiers who had fought and retreated were exposed to five thousand miles of their range, and each of them left their backs to them.

"Don't worry, get closer and hit again."

Wu Qianli did not give the order to fire immediately, but waited patiently.

800 meters, 700 meters, 600 meters, 500 meters, the US military is getting closer and closer to them, and the palms of everyone holding various weapons are gradually sweating.

400 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters, and finally, at 100 meters, Wu Qianli slowly raised the bazooka in his hand, pointed it at the center of the US military, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

A high-speed rotating rocket flew out with a whiff of white smoke, and Wu Qianli's left shoulder, which was pressed by a very slight recoil, slowly shook.

Before a few U.S. troops could react, they were blown into the air and died on the spot.

The moment Wu Wanli pulled the trigger at Wu Qianli, he also bit off the tabs of the two grenades, and white smoke kept bubbling from his hands.

However, he was not in a hurry, silently counting the seconds in his mouth, and waited for a while before throwing the two grenades.

As soon as a few small black spots came to the midair of the US military, they exploded, bursting into beautiful sparks, harvesting the lives of US soldiers with the largest killing radius.

Others in the assault platoon also threw grenades under the feet of the US troops. Suddenly, the flames burst into the sky, and the smoke filled the sky, and they also rushed up.

"Oh, damn it, when did these demons appear behind us again."

The U.S. soldiers who were fighting and retreating while relying on the last sliver of their minds suddenly collapsed at this moment.

Seeing the volunteer soldiers coming towards them from both sides, they simply dropped their weapons and raised their hands in surrender.

Although there was no discussion, it seemed that there was a tacit understanding in the heart. Before the American soldiers raised their hands, everyone in the [-]th Interlude Company quickly shot them one after another, sending them away from the world.

"In normal times, many of these American soldiers who surrendered would have survived, but how can our current state allow us to take prisoners?"

Wu Qianli looked at the American soldiers who wanted to surrender but were directly killed by a shuttle of bullets, and couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart.

In this way, the first battle after the Seventh Interlude Company replenished its troops was easily ended. Hundreds of American soldiers were wiped out, not even a single one was left alive.

The soldiers in each platoon were still inspecting the corpses on the ground very carefully, and to see which ones were still alive, they took out their military stabs and stabbed them to make sure that no American troops could survive.

"Platoons, report casualties."

The U.S. troops had been completely annihilated, and Wu Qianli at this moment began to worry about the casualties of the [-]th Interlude Company, and hurriedly asked his subordinates to report.

"There were no casualties in the artillery platoon, and the report is over."

Lei Gong was the fastest to report, he didn't even need to count, after all, who could be hurt after firing a few shots from behind, so he reported directly.

"The investigation platoon has no casualties, and the report is complete."

Ping He reported with a happy face that he seemed to have regained his sense of touch, and every sniper shot just now was without a single shot, and all of them hit the center of the eyebrows and vital parts.

"A few unlucky members of the firepower platoon were shot by stray bullets and died, and two of them accidentally sprained their feet when charging. No one else was injured or injured. The report is over."

Yu Congrong's lips parted slightly, and the voice of reporting the results was much quieter than before. In fact, it was an almost perfect record, but after all, there were still casualties, which made people feel a little sad.

"The assault platoon also sacrificed a soldier, the report is over."

Mei Sheng helped Wu Qianli carefully count the situation of the assault platoon and reported it.

Wu Qianli listened to the casualty reports one after another, and each time he finished listening to one, his face became more happy. I am afraid that since the entire volunteer army entered the DPRK, they are the only ones who can wipe out an American army with such small casualties Bar.

In addition to taking advantage of surprise this time, I am afraid that there is a little more luck. After all, it is not easy to wipe out an American army. This is like buying the Argentine champion when buying football at the beginning.

All the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company also had a proud smile on their faces, and they searched for the weapons and ammunition of the US military one after another.

Only Lei Gong was more depressed in his joy, looking at the weapons and ammunition all over the floor, and sighed, if the shells were not captured, the mortars of their artillery platoon would eventually misfire.

"Drip——Congratulations to the host, complete the task of bright sword: annihilate the current US military, and get the hand-to-hand combat bonus experience card."

As the last American soldier was shot, the system notification sound echoed in Wu Qianli's mind in time.

But just as Wu Qianli showed a satisfied smile again, another big trouble was quietly thrown at him.

"Company commander, we have killed the US troops, but what about those North Korean women?"

Mei Sheng looked at the crying North Korean women, and asked Wu Qianli cautiously.

"This……"

Just as Wu Qianli was hesitating, the small combat map in his mind at this moment sent him a more dangerous message—although the distance was still relatively far, it was obvious that the US troops carried by several military vehicles were heading towards them. The direction here is slowly approaching.

(End of this chapter)