The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 49 Call Support
A beam of bright light pierced the darkness in front of the military vehicle, and several military vehicles chasing US soldiers were galloping forward at an extremely fast speed.

For some reason, Milan, the commander of the U.S. military chasing troops, always felt a bad premonition in his heart. This was an intuition he had cultivated through years of fighting, and generally speaking, it was extremely accurate.

"It seems that this time the pursuit will not be so smooth."

Milan looked at the boundless darkness, like a horrifying monster, trying to devour them. It would be good if he could see the volunteers, but the enemy hiding in the dark is always the most frightening.

This was also before he got into the military vehicle, he got into the last vehicle by a strange coincidence, and it was also because of his strange intuition in his heart.

"Sir, why are you frowning? Even if there are volunteers who can protrude under our noses, I'm afraid they will only be infiltrated by small groups of troops, and it is impossible to have any large troops."

"It may not even be a false alarm. Shouldn't we relax with such powerful firepower?"

Adjutant Bauer beside Milan rubbed his sleepy eyes and comforted him in a low voice. He showed a kind of blind optimism about this pursuit.

"I have never underestimated these yellow-skinned soldiers ever since I fought with the Asian army in the Pacific War. They can always explode with great combat effectiveness."

Officer Milan scratched his head and remembered the tragic situation of his troops during the Battle of Iwo Jima. He looked at the unprepared Adjutant Bauer and shook his head.

"Let the driver of the military vehicle drive faster, try to rush through this section of the road, and don't stay too long."

When the vehicle was about to enter the ambush circle of the [-]th Interlude Company, Officer Milan always felt a chill all over his body, forcing him slightly as if he was a prey about to fall into a trap, which generally made him feel uncomfortable.

Soon, the driver of the U.S. military slightly pressed the accelerator, and the speed of the U.S. military vehicle gradually increased, but they still did not dare to go full speed.

After all, in such a dark night, and with so much snow covering the road conditions, it is very likely that a military vehicle traveling at full speed will accidentally overturn, or even cause irreparable damage, so the added A little speed can only be said to be better than nothing.

"Brother, the American devil's personnel carrier seems to be speeding up, did it spot us?"

Wu Wanli looked at the galloping US military vehicles, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious, so he quickly looked at Wu Qianli next to him.

"Find us? How is this possible? If I found out that I was about to enter the enemy's ambush circle, I would definitely order the car to stop and let everyone come down to form an infantry battle formation."

"Instead of sitting in a dangerous military vehicle waiting to be shot, unless the US officer is a fool."

Wu Qianli sighed regretfully while speaking.

If it weren't for the rush of time and the limited things they carried, buying some landmines in the middle of the road would be more effective with less effort.

On the other side, a leading military vehicle of the U.S. military has driven into the coverage area of ​​Yu Congrong's fire platoon's machine guns, but Yu Congrong was also very patient and did not shoot.

"It's his grandma's, hurry up and go in! My hands are itchy when I look at you."

Yu Congrong looked at the car full of American soldiers, as if he saw his own prey.

He first licked his chapped lips with his tongue, holding a Browning machine gun in his hand, as if he couldn't wait to spray hot bullets.

And Ping He at the sniper point also aimed the rifle in his hand at the driver's head of the second US military vehicle.

He knew very well that under the firepower of the assault platoon led by Wu Qianli, the first military vehicle would definitely be blown up on the spot, and he only needed to get the driver of the second military vehicle out.

In addition, the other sharpshooters in the reconnaissance platoon will also aim their sniper rifles at the heads of the drivers of the military vehicles behind.

The cockpit of each military vehicle is locked by three or four snipers. After all, it is not easy to hit a head in the cockpit of a military vehicle traveling at high speed.

Only Ping He aimed at the second military vehicle, and only he locked it himself. This is his absolute confidence in his marksmanship.

"Brother, the American devils seem to be all within range, let's fight."

Wu Wanli's hand holding the grenade trembled a little, and he slowly looked at Wu Qianli, apparently unable to bear it any longer. After all, waiting before the storm was more tormenting than fighting in the storm.

"Stinky boy, how many battles have you fought with me, why are you still in such a hurry, you count down in your heart for about 20 seconds, and it should be almost there after 20 seconds."

Wu Qianli smiled and bumped Wu Wanli with his body, seeing his anxious look a little funny, he couldn't help shaking his head.

It seems that Wu Wanli has the level of a veteran in terms of combat literacy, but his temperament and composure still need to be honed.

Wu Wanli also realized his gaffe at this moment, and couldn't help but blushed slightly, and stopped talking, but stared at a position in front of the road.

That was what he had watched for a long time, and he had already calculated the landing points of various places and the maximum range of damage caused by the explosion of the grenade countless times in his mind, and he was just waiting for the US military vehicles to arrive at the predetermined position.

At this time, the milan officer was fighting in the heart of the military vehicle, and the intuitive omen of danger seemed to have reached its peak.

He looked out through the car window trying to find something, but there was only the vast darkness, and he couldn't see anything, which aggravated his inner panic.

Suddenly, without knowing what was going on, the U.S. military vehicles lined up suddenly stopped, first the first vehicle, and then several vehicles behind.

Due to the fast driving, the cars could not be braked for a while, and the braking distance became longer due to the skidding of the snow, which caused some cars to hit the rear of the car in front hard.

"What's going on? Why did it stop suddenly? What happened in front of me?"

Officer Milan's heart was already tense, but when he was touched like this, he jumped nervously instantly. He even pulled out his pistol, removed the insurance, and looked forward very vigilantly.

After a while, the person in front reported that it turned out that a snow barrier had suddenly fallen and stopped the first car.

But because it was too dark to see clearly, he braked suddenly when he was in front of the mirror, and then there was a series of traffic accidents.

"Oh, how could it be so unlucky, God, didn't I just do some little bad things like enhancing subordinates' cigarettes in my lifetime, but it's harmless."

Officer Milan prayed in his heart for a while, hoping that nothing else would happen, but things always did not go according to his wishes, and what happened in the next few seconds made him feel endless regret.

Seeing the U.S. convoy that stopped suddenly, the soldiers of the assault platoon turned their eyes to Wu Qianli, and Wu Qianli only thought for a while before nodding his head and saying firmly.

"It's too late. Since God has created this opportunity for us, let's hit it hard."

With that said, Wu Qianli picked up the bazooka in his hand, aimed at the position where the front of the first military vehicle was facing up, and pulled the trigger hard.

In an instant, a high-speed rotating rocket pierced through the heavy air resistance, and headed straight for the US military ahead, hitting the front of the military vehicle.

In addition, after receiving the command card from Wuqianli, other people also greeted the things in their hands, several rockets emitting white smoke, and countless small black spots that were smoking white smoke, just like this Throw it at the first military vehicle.

There were even some rockets, which were very lucky to skip the first military vehicle and rushed towards the body of the second military vehicle.

"call out--"

"call out--"

"boom!"

In an instant, the first military vehicle turned into a pile of burning steel ruins amidst the soaring flames and deafening explosions.

The U.S. soldiers on board were torn into pieces of flesh and blood by flames and debris before they could even scream amid the sound of the explosion.

Some people's limbs were blasted into the air abruptly. At this time, they seemed to see a bridge to hell.

"Comrades, it's time for our work to begin."

When Yu Congrong saw the firepower pouring out of the assault platoon, he knew that although he hadn't reached the scheduled place, hearing the sound of the guns made them start fighting ahead of time.

Yu Congrong hurriedly picked up the machine gun in his hand and continuously poured ammunition into the side and rear of the convoy.

The machine guns and submachine guns hidden in the darkness on both sides instantly opened their terrifying fangs like roaring monsters, devouring the lives of American soldiers continuously.

I have to say that the densely packed American soldiers photographed on the military vehicles are like live targets that can be hit by a string of mentally retarded people.

Tongues of flame made up of strips of yellow ammunition chains kept hitting their positions. Countless American soldiers flocked to get out of the car just now, but they were beaten into a pile of rotten meat.

In fact, they should have some time to react. After all, the original plan was to blow up the tires of the military vehicles first, but now that there is a natural snow barrier ahead to help them, all the bullets will be poured on the American soldiers. on the body.

"boom--"

"boom--"

In the roaring firepower network, there are also some crisp rifle sounds like fried beans, which is the struggle card for peace, and the sharpshooter is showing off his might.

The drivers who had the ability to drive were shot to death one by one, and the brains and blood mist in the head instantly splashed on the transparent window glass.

This ensures that, even if they have the confidence to intersperse and they are lucky to counterattack successfully, they will not have enough drivers to drive military vehicles to chase them, and they will still be unable to catch up with the speed.

But now it seems that there is no such distress. Amidst the wailing and the interweaving of the firepower network, the US soldiers lost nearly half of their troops in the first few minutes of the first round of attack.

But at this time, the Milan officer, who had always been aware of something wrong, survived the countless firepower nets and the bursts of snipers. He hid beside a very concealed stone.

At this moment, he only regrets why he didn't apply to bring a few tanks over, otherwise, they still have the ability to fight back.

But it's too late to say anything now. I'm afraid that even if he survives the battle, he will have to take off his military skin and send it to a court-martial, where he will be dealt with by military law.

"Counterattack, quickly counterattack, set up our machine guns, aim at the enemy's firepower and fire, and greet them with grenades on both sides."

The Milan officer also didn't care about his own position, whether he would be exposed and shouted in his heart, which brought many American soldiers back to their senses.

The individual firepower and combat literacy of the American soldiers themselves are not bad, but they are just stunned under the assault.

Now that they heard Officer Mickey's command, they also came back to their senses one after another, pointed their guns and weapons at the other side, and counter-suppressed with firepower when they encountered Yu calmly.

However, Yu Congrong and the others were ruthless, and let you pour bullets over. Anyway, I just stayed still and continued to fire. If the machine gunner fell down, I would replace it with the sub-machine gunner. Anyway, this firepower must not be misfired.

"shit!"

Officer Milan couldn't help cursing secretly when he saw the firepower of the Volunteer Army who was fighting back even more aggressively.

He originally wanted to organize a wave of counterattacks to knock down the aura of the volunteers, and to make them more apprehensive, not daring to shoot at will, and then leave a small group of people behind, so that he can retreat with a large force.

But now I am setting up this desperate style of play, obviously I want to seal their back road and let them stay on this snowy ground completely. How can I run like this? Is the back left for the machine gun to savagely harvest?
For a while, the Milan officer couldn't think of any good way, and he punched the snow very angrily, but the only response to him was a cold tingling.

"Turn me off and turn me off again, go see if our radio station has been destroyed, and organize people to send telegrams now."

Officer Milan suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up and he quickly shouted to his side, but there was no response at all.

It turned out that the optimistic adjutant who felt good about himself was found in the first wave of attacks, so he killed Huang Quan on the spot and died directly on the military vehicle. Naturally, it was impossible to respond to the current Milan officer.

When the situation on the battlefield was excellent, Wu Qianli frowned tightly as he watched the evolution of the battle situation, his heart was filled with worry.

"No, the U.S. military is more tenacious than we imagined. Let's fight another round. We will charge up with people later and wipe them all out at close range. The longer the delay, the worse it will be for us."

Wu Qianli gritted his teeth soberly, another rocket flew towards the US military formation, setting off a burst of snow and several corpses.

"Brother, if we fight like this, I'm afraid it will take another ten, twenty or ten minutes for this group of American troops to be completely wiped out, and our casualties can also be minimized."

Wu Wanli looked at Wu Qianli with some puzzlement and said, but soon he realized a problem himself, and his heart skipped a beat.

"I hope that the U.S. military will give us a dozen or 10 minutes, but they definitely don't want to."

Wu Qianli shook his head with a wry smile, not knowing what he was thinking, and said slowly.

Seeing that more and more American soldiers reacted, they all relied on the ambush firepower interspersed with companies under various bunkers to fight back.

For a while, it was like Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed, with steel helmets and sparks everywhere, gun muzzles seeping everywhere, and the sound of gunfire continued.

"We can't fight like this anymore, comrades are all pulling out grenades."

As Wuqianli spoke, he bit open the tab of the grenade fiercely with his teeth, and immediately threw the grenade emitting white smoke with his biggest investment weapon.

Then, Wu Qianli opened the next grenade without stopping, throwing three grenades in a row.

The other soldiers of the assault card followed suit and threw the grenade out. For a while, countless small black spots fell on the US military formation. When they saw it, they found that there were almost all around them, and it was inevitable for a while. .

"boom!"

With the sound of explosions coming from various places, the eardrums of many American soldiers seemed to be pierced, with traces of blood gushing out, feeling a burst of tinnitus, stinging their brains.

Fortunately for them, countless U.S. troops rose directly into the soaring flames everywhere, which also made the U.S. military's counterattack firepower dumb for a while.

"Everyone is in a three-three formation, looking for their own value targets, pressing on the US military, and be sure to wipe them out."

After finishing speaking, Wu Qianli took the lead, holding a submachine gun, and was the first to rush out of the position.

The soldiers of the other assault platoons followed closely behind, but they were all different from the densely packed charging postures in the movie. They were all just pictures taken to show the fighting momentum.

The soldiers of the assault platoon formed a very ingenious formation of skirmishers, and the movement of the charge and assault was also quite flexible, trying to reduce the maximum damage of the US firepower.

Seeing the soldiers of the assault platoon rushing over, many U.S. troops immediately turned their guns and went towards them to suppress them, completely ignoring the firepower platoon.

Because they know that once the soldiers of the assault platoon are pressed up, they will be destroyed in a short time and suffer a tragic end.

"Give me a hard hit, and we must cover the company commander and the others to rush over."

When Yu Congrong saw that these American devils began to ignore him and focus their firepower on the assault card, he was instantly annoyed. He picked up a heavy machine gun and shot towards the heads of the American soldiers.

The heavy machine gunners in the U.S. Army were shot and killed by Ping He and them one by one with very precise point, and even some non-commissioned officers could not escape bad luck.

Many of the firepower platoon's machine guns had already fired at overload, the barrels of which were flushed red and steaming, as if their chambers were about to explode in the next second, which was very terrifying.

However, they didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. At most, they asked the sub-machine gunner to sprinkle some snow on it to cool down the barrel of the machine gun a little, and they didn't even dare to sprinkle more.

Under such various suppressions, the U.S. military has never been able to use the firepower that can threaten the assault card charge. Many U.S. troops have even given up the idea of ​​​​giving up on surrender, and they have obviously reached the brink of collapse.

At this time, no matter how red the Milan officer was, it seemed useless. He could only watch helplessly as the assault platoon got closer and closer to them.

However, the heavens still favored the corrupt officer. When he was extremely anxious, he fumbled to find a telegraph. As if he had caught a life-saving straw, he was going to report the situation to his superiors and call for support at the same time.

"Even if we can't hold on any longer, as long as we call for reinforcements, we must delay this group of volunteers until the last moment, and let them be buried with us!"

The Milan officer held the telegraph in his hand and gave the assault platoon soldiers who were charging a hard look. He happened to meet Wu Qianli's eyes, and his resentful eyes seemed to eat Wu Qianli.

(End of this chapter)