The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 45 Penetrating the Line of Defense (for further reading)
At this moment, in front of Wu Qianli, there are two options, either quickly draw the gun and shoot the American soldier to death, which can save Wu Wanli's life, but his gunshots will also expose their positions and make the whole army The No. [-] Interlude Company was in a dangerous situation.

Or, he can only rely on the military thorn in his hand, but it's okay to say that if it succeeds, if it fails, not only Wu Wanli will die, but they will still be exposed, and the risk is extremely high.

"Merry Christmas!"

Wu Qianli suddenly had an idea, and shouted out the English phrase "Merry Christmas". For a moment, the American soldier holding the rifle was stunned, and the action of pulling the trigger stopped for two seconds.

Taking advantage of the moment when the U.S. military was in a daze, Wu Qianli immediately clenched the military thorn in his hand, and threw it at the head of the American soldier with all his strength. The military thorn flew in the direction of the U.S. soldier with great potential energy go.

However, even though Wu Qianli's shooting speed and strength have reached a very high level, he is not a martial arts master after all. How can he have such a high accuracy of throwing knives? Then this shot was not unexpected and did not hit the American soldiers. on the head.

"puff--"

"shit!"

However, accompanied by the muffled sound of a soldier piercing into the flesh, the American soldier wailed in pain, his face showing pain, and the hand holding the gun subconsciously softened.

On his left buttock, an extremely sharp military thorn was half-inserted, and the bright red blood flowed out continuously.

"His grandma's American devil, what is wrong with learning, he insists on sniping."

Yu Congrong, who was closer, also spotted this sinister American soldier at this time, and cursed in his mouth.

At the same time, his actions did not stop, and he rushed over in two or three steps, swung the handle of the gun in his hand, and slammed it hard on the spine of the American soldier.

"Ah-"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bone shattering, the American soldier only felt a huge pain, which was directly blasted to his cerebral cortex like an electric current, making him almost faint.

He struggled on the spot a few times, only to find that his body was no longer in control, his limbs twitched continuously, and he lost the ability to move on the spot.

All this happened within a few seconds between the sparks of calcium carbide. Wu Wanli, who was in the middle of this danger, came to his senses, and a cold sweat broke out on his back at this moment.

If there was an accident, I am afraid that the person who fell on the snow now would be him.

"Get up, unbeatable battle hero."

Wu Qianli also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, walked up to Wu Wanli, stretched out his hand, pulled Wu Wanli up, and patted his back at the same time to calm his undecided emotions.

"Brother, I will definitely be more careful in the future."

Wu Wanli once again realized the cruelty of the battlefield. This time he had won an overwhelming victory, but there was still a fatal danger.

"It's okay, Gua Wazi, when your brother first entered the battlefield, he might not be as good as you."

Lei Gong saw a hint of frustration in Wu Wanli's eyes, so he punched him in the chest quickly, and comforted him with a smile.

"That's right, but it's nothing. Where did you get your flying knife skills, company commander? Erdi Niang, how can you fly so accurately."

Yu Congrong pulled out the military thorn that was inserted obliquely, and returned it to Wu Qianli's hand, and praised with a smile.

"This is..."

Hearing this, Wu Qianli's face twitched instantly, and he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, blushing.

It can't be said that he originally wanted to stab the American soldier in the head and killed him with one blow, but he flew sideways and happened to hit his ass, that would be too shameful.

"Company commander, I found another one alive, what should I do with it?"

At this time, Mei Sheng's very appropriate words helped Wu Qianli change this embarrassing topic.

"Alive?"

Wu Qianli followed Mei Sheng's gaze, and saw a rather embarrassed American soldier huddled inside the military vehicle, his body was still shaking from fear.

"Come out for grandpa!"

While talking, Lei Gong picked out the timid American soldier George like an eagle catching a chicken.

"pat-"

The George who had been taken away before Wu Qianli's legs went limp in fear, and he knelt down, begging for mercy.

"Shut your mouth first, there is no need to talk nonsense, name, unit number, your mission and whereabouts, and... tell me everything you know."

Wu Qianli squatted down, and gently wiped off the blood stained on the military thorns in his hands with George's collar. Many of them had condensed into dark red, and a bloody smell wafted in the air.

"I said, I said..."

Smelling the bloody smell of death, George agreed somewhat incoherently.

The next thing he said was like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, telling what he knew. If Wu Qianli hadn't interrupted him with a smile later, I'm afraid even the thing about peeking at the neighbor's bath when he was a child would have been shaken off.

"The American devils are really spineless, they are all cowards."

Although Wu Wanli, who was on the sidelines, could not understand English, he could tell that the soft-boned George was betraying information.

"Hahaha, isn't this a good thing, but it's not that there are no hard bones, not everything on the ground."

Hearing Wu Wanli's muttering, Mei Sheng pointed to the corpses of American soldiers on the ground with a smile and said.

"Okay, I probably understand."

Wu Qianli compared what George said with the words of the American soldier who was held hostage before, and found that there was no big difference, which proved that he was not deceived.

"Can you drive?"

Wu Qianli looked at the military vehicles and the information he had obtained, and he already had a plan in mind, so he continued to ask questions in English.

"Yes, yes, I did very well."

George hesitated for a second, then quickly nodded and replied, as if he wanted to prove that he was still useful.

"Company commander, do we still have to pretend to be American troops and sneak in?"

Yu Congrong thought back to the fear that he would be killed at any time while sitting on a US military vehicle, and he couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

"Otherwise, shall we pick up the guy and fight it? No one wants to feel that his life is being pinched by others, but there is no way."

Wu Qianli closed his eyes first, and looked at the densely packed little red dots on the first line of defense. There was no gap for them to sneak in, so he could only sigh and say.

"Bury our brother first."

Wu Qianli patted Yu Congrong on the shoulder and said, everyone in the Seventh Interlude Company also took action.

First, they took off the American military uniforms on the sacrificed martyrs, revealing the volunteer military uniforms inside, and then buried them briefly, until almost everyone was buried, and everyone from the Seventh Interlude Company gave a military salute and boarded the military vehicle.

The roar of military vehicles sounded, and there was an unpleasant smell of burning oil and gas in the air. Wu Qianli drew one circle after another for the name on the small book with a little sense of loss.

As the leader of the company, Wu Qianli has a notebook that he carries with him, and the name of everyone in the seventh interspersed company is recorded in the notebook.

Most of these people have already died, and every time a new person dies, he will take out a small book and frame their names with red lines.

But he didn't feel sad for a long time, and he slowly put away the notebook. He understood that only by winning this battle can he be worthy of those comrades who died.

"Stop!"

Wu Qianli whispered to George, the military stab in his hand pressed against his heart very precisely.

Accompanied by a slight sound of rubber rubbing, the entire convoy stopped.

"Is there anything going on ahead? Why did it stop suddenly?"

Mei Sheng was squinting at first, but at this moment, a brake made him almost hit the iron frame of the military vehicle, and he asked in a little daze.

"Wait before we go."

Wu Qianli observed the small battle map in his mind. If he followed this way, he would definitely encounter another US army. In order to reduce unnecessary troubles, he simply adjusted his march.

"D--Congratulations to the host, the US military was wiped out in a bloody battle with bloody blades, the military vehicle was snatched, and the sword reward was obtained: God-level Battlefield Lady Luck Experience Card, and my personal English level has reached the top fluent level."

At this time, the system notification sound echoed in Wu Qianli's mind again. Although it was not so timely, it was not too late.

After Wu Qianli received the reward, he followed the instructions of the dynamic small combat map, stopped and walked all the way, did not bump into the enemy, and finally reached the first line of defense of the US military.

"Don't panic, just follow what I taught you."

Wu Qianli clenched the sharp military thorn in his hand, and warned George.

"I...I will."

George swallowed nervously, and nodded submissively.

When the convoy of the Seventh Interlude Company arrived in front of a certain position on the first line of defense, most of the American soldiers here just looked at it suspiciously, and then looked away bored.

"parking!"

There were still more than a dozen American soldiers on duty who stopped the general's vehicle, and Wu Qianli on the military vehicle lowered his head and covered half of his face with a helmet, pretending to be asleep.

George was sweating a little on his forehead, and slowly stepped on the brakes to stop the car.

"Troop number, why do you want to pass here?"

The first U.S. sergeant asked George as if it was a routine. Fortunately, Wu Qianli asked George to make a draft, so he reported the original number. Anyway, he had been wiped out, and it was impossible to pass through. The reason was that it was an urgent mission.

But when George finished speaking, the non-commissioned officer was obviously stunned for a while. The designation was correct with a troop on patrol, but he had never heard of the urgent mission.

"Brother, we are also following orders, and we dare not ask too many questions from above."

Seeing that the non-commissioned officer was silent, George was obviously flustered, and quickly handed over a pack of cigarettes, and said with a smile.

"Let go!"

The U.S. sergeant hesitated for two seconds, put the cigarette away, and decided to let it go. He would never have imagined that there would be volunteers who would have the courage to drive military vehicles to their positions.

Wu Qianli on the side also let out a long sigh of relief, it seems that he can pass by.

Although the location of the position selected by the dynamic combat map is relatively biased, the strength is only more than 100, and it is not well connected with other positions, but if something happens, it will only take a few minutes for the US military to come to support the encirclement.

But just when everyone in the Seventh Interlude Company thought everything was going well, an accident still happened.

"and many more!"

"Let them all get out of the car for inspection!"

In the U.S. military position, a thin officer slowly got up, squinted his eyes and stared at these military vehicles, and his intuition told him that something was wrong with these people.

(End of this chapter)