The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 53 The battle situation is anxious (Happy New Year!)

As time passed, Kress led the US military's pursuers and gradually moved towards the ambush circle set up by Wu Qianli and the others.

"Everyone be careful, spread out, and don't be ambushed by the volunteers."

Kress, the US military commander, was always vigilant about the changes in the battlefield situation. He looked at the dark night nearby, and suddenly felt a little danger, as if lurking in the dark, and quickly ordered.

With the vigilance of the American soldiers and the slow-moving posture they showed, Wu Qianli suddenly felt a little headache.

If this is the case, the ambush can continue, but I am afraid that my own damage will go up to a higher level.

"boom!"

The sound of an explosion suddenly aroused the vigilance of the American soldiers, and they fired into the darkness everywhere, but found that it was just a grenade thrown by a soldier of the reconnaissance platoon.

"Don't be nervous, these volunteers still have only a small number of soldiers and horses, and it is impossible to pose much threat to us."

Kress hesitated for a while. In order to boost morale, he said quickly. At the same time, he secretly scolded the volunteers in his heart. If you run away, you will run away. Why are you making these battles?

However, when these American soldiers relaxed their vigilance, lifted the helmets on their heads, and continued to advance with their submachine guns and Garand rifles, at first the night seemed to return to its original tranquility, so silent.

"boom!"

I don't know when a small black object with white smoke was thrown at the feet of the US military again.

Before they could scream, the grenade burst into flames, and the explosion produced a gorgeous cloud of fire, and the shrapnel instantly tore apart the nearby US troops.

"Sir, should we continue to move forward? Maybe it will be dangerous to continue like this."

The adjutant next to Kress came to his side in a little fright. The grenade was so close to him just now that even the splashed blood clots hit his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit withdrawn.

After all, he usually does not rush to the front line, but mostly revolves around his job as a clerical job.

"It's just some small explosions. Look, I scared you. Seeing that they are at the end of their strength, they want to play tricks. If we are really scared away, these volunteers may laugh at us for a year."

Kress clenched his fists and his face was ashen. He was almost frightened just now, but when he came back to his senses, he realized that it was just a little trick played by the enemy.

If it is the constant hail of bullets, or the indiscriminate bombing on a large battlefield, the US military is used to it. After all, under normal circumstances, they will always be the beneficiaries of firepower suppression.

But after being quiet for a period of time, when you relax your body and mind, suddenly you don’t know that the life around you or even yourself has been taken away. This feeling is more uncomfortable than rushing into battle.

"Pass it on, let the soldiers change their formation and advance quickly in a charging posture. These mice must be caught and beaten to death."

Kress was obviously a little angry, and ordered in a low voice.

If he breathed low and interspersed, and even kept this peaceful posture, and let them come over, then with Kress' vigilance, he would instead become suspicious in his heart.

But now that it's done like this, Kress thinks that the enemy army can't fight anymore, so he wants to use grenades and other methods to scare them away and make them become soldiers.

So this instead strengthened Kress's determination to speed up the attack, and the American soldiers obeyed his military orders and moved quickly. The speed was accelerated, but the safety was greatly reduced, which also played into Wu Qianli's arms.

"That's right, hurry up, what if we run away later? Hurry up and catch up."

Looking at the U.S. troops in a hurry, Wu Qianli couldn't help but have a smirk in his heart, and he was secretly cheering for the U.S. military.

But I don't know, whether God saw that the seventh interspersed company went too smoothly or something, and the next step didn't go as smoothly as they expected.

A soldier with a reconnaissance card saw that the U.S. military had just changed its formation under Kress's order and accelerated its assault speed, so it hadn't completely converted for a while.

He wanted to take advantage of the little confusion of the US military and throw out another grenade to disturb the US military, but he didn't expect that an accident would happen in the next second.

"boom!"

The grenade proved to be successfully thrown by the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon, and it still exploded in the US military formation, taking the lives of three US soldiers.

But this time, the U.S. military, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately turned their submachine guns and fired in his direction. For a while, countless murderous flames formed a huge firepower net around him, making him inevitable. .

"what!"

Accompanied by a howl, the soldier of the reconnaissance platoon kept screaming while covering his legs.

A trickle of blood was flowing on the snow, dyeing a small area around him bright red, and he was also in danger under the outflank of the US military.

At this moment, there were two struggling soldiers who were relatively close. When the platoon soldiers saw their comrades fell, they couldn't help but want to turn around to rescue them. However, the speed of the US military seemed to be even faster.

"Come back and leave him alone, do you want to sacrifice with him too?"

Ping He didn't even bother to expose his position, and shouted loudly, in fact, why didn't he want to take away every soldier under his command alive, but in the current situation, it is obvious that there is no need to make too many unnecessary sacrifices up.

"Da da da da da da..."

With the sound of dense gunshots, countless hot bullets also flew in the direction of Pinghe. In order to increase the possibility of eliminating danger, the US military will never be stingy with these bullets.

But fortunately, Ping He stepped forward with both legs while shouting, and quickly retreated from his original position. Fortunately, Ping He's speed was fast enough, otherwise he would almost be buried in the hands of death.

"Hmph, see, what threat can this group of volunteers pose to us? Hurry up and let them be completely wiped out."

Seeing such a situation, Kress felt a little worried just now, and completely let go. Instead, he joked to the adjutant beside him with some pride, as if the incomparable bravery he showed just now was formed by the cowardice of the adjutant. A stark contrast.

The U.S. military quickly surrounded the wounded volunteer soldier.

Kress originally wanted to keep his life alive, but when several American soldiers approached, he saw something in his arms, and immediately his legs went limp, and he wanted to run away.

It turned out that he opened his clothes, and there was a grenade that had been fired for a few seconds, smoking white smoke, but just now he was afraid of being discovered by the US military, so he took a gamble and covered it.

"boom!"

With a bang, the Volunteer soldiers retained, and their dignity dragged down several American soldiers to be buried with them. This made Kress, who was still a little proud just now, froze in an instant.

"Follow up and break open with bullets. Don't keep a single prisoner of the heads of these yellow-skinned rats."

Seeing that he had lost a few more soldiers, Kress couldn't help becoming a little annoyed. Only then did he realize that none of the captives they captured had surrendered under normal circumstances.

He also gave up on this idea, and just wanted to quickly kill these annoying demons in front of him.

"Great opportunity, his grandma's, this group of US troops finally stepped on the idea, comrades, fire!"

Lei Gong saw that the U.S. military had completely plunged into their originally preset shelling range, so he quickly ordered.

"call out--"

"call out--"

"boom!"

Immediately, countless mortar shells pierced the prelude to the night, and with the sound of layers of friction with the air, they bombarded the feet of the US troops sharply and piercingly, and clouds of fire rose up, completely covering the US military's flesh and blood.

At the same time, Wu Qianli also aimed at a relatively densely populated area of ​​the US military and pulled the trigger of the rocket launcher, and a rapidly spinning rocket shot out directly.

There were also several other rockets from the assault platoon, which sent some of the heavy firepower of the US military into the air with precise bombing. Although some of them were blown crookedly, they also achieved considerable results.

"shit!"

The US military commander Kress was stunned for half a second, and in an instant he realized that he was still in an ambush. He couldn't help but cursed, and then he reacted very quickly and rolled on the spot behind a bunker, avoiding the frontal firepower of the volunteers. pouring.

As for the adjutant beside him, his head was instantly cut by the flying shrapnel, and his brain and blood splashed into the air, and he lost his life immediately.

"Fire all!"

Under the roar of Wu Qianli, the soldiers of the assault platoon raised their black muzzles one after another, and crazily poured the bullets they had prepared on the bodies of the American soldiers. Bounce down.

And after experiencing a brief period of panic, Kress also quickly reacted in a short time.

He felt that although the firepower of the assault platoon commanded by Wu Qianli was fierce, the actual combat power was not much stronger than theirs, but it caught him off guard and took the lead.

"The enemy's army is no more than two or more rows of troops. Don't panic, you idiots, take up the guns in your hands and fight back. It's not certain who will win."

Kress summoned up his courage in an instant, encouraged the morale of his soldiers with a slightly low English, and wanted to organize an effective counterattack.

"His grandma, this American devil will really flatter me, hahahahaha."

And Wu Qianli, who was hiding on the ground and was wielding a Browning machine gun, shooting wildly outwards, burst out laughing instantly after hearing what Kress said.

The assault platoon was the top of the sky, and it was a reinforced platoon. Now the firepower was too strong, making the enemy mistakenly think that there were two more platoons, which obviously made Wu Qianli laugh enough.

However, when Wu Qianli thought about how difficult it was to fight because of the firepower problem when the Seventh Interlude Company had just entered the DPRK, his face froze in an instant, and when he returned, he was frantically harvesting the U.S. military with a cold face.

Unlike ordinary machine gunners, Wu Qianli, with the bonus of the previous system, held the machine gun very steadily.

Countless hot bullets came out of the chamber, and the machine gun in Wu Qianli's hand was trembling slightly, but under the control of Wu Qianli's powerful hands like iron tongs, there was no slight movement.

Although his hands were already red from the reaction force of the machine gun, Wu Qianli still gritted his teeth and insisted on holding the machine gun even tighter, controlling it even more tightly.

Therefore, the machine gun bullets that should rely on intensive firepower to make up for their accuracy are now shooting towards the densely packed direction of the US military with incomparable precision.

Many bullets even directly penetrated their vital points. Many American soldiers were aiming their guns well one second, but fell to the ground powerlessly the next second, twitched a few times, and then died with their heads tilted.

"Retreat, retreat quickly, don't confront them head-on, this gang of hateful yellow-skinned mice actually don't talk about the martial arts advocated by their own Chinese, and play sneak attacks."

While screaming, Kress raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand, gritted his teeth, squinted his eyes like a roaring machine gun, and fired a shot.

It has to be said that even though Kress underestimated the enemy and rushed forward, his marksmanship obviously had two brushes, and the heavy machine gun suddenly misfired under Kress's shooting.

The U.S. military also seemed to have regained some morale, or it could be said that they were driven by a strong desire to survive. Many U.S. non-commissioned officers quickly got up, organized their grassroots soldiers, and wanted to retreat in an orderly manner.

"His grandma, you bastards can't hold it anymore, can you? Let me let it go."

When Lei Gong saw that the American troops got up and wanted to retreat, he immediately rubbed his hands that were red from the cold excitedly, and gave orders to the comrades around him with some excitement.

It turned out that just after the first round of shelling, the guns of the artillery platoon misfired. It was not that they rebelled or slacked off, but they had been waiting for an opportunity. Because there were not many shells, they could not bomb without restraint.

At present, the U.S. military seems to have ignored the existence of the fort in the fierce gun battle. One by one, they stood up and wanted to retreat to the rear. The U.S. soldiers who lost their bunkers were like living targets waiting to be bombed. The eyes of the comrades in the artillery platoon shone.

"boom--"

"call out--"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of mortar firing pins that were imperceptible, shells shot up into the sky again, and hit the vicinity of the US army fiercely. Countless shrapnel mixed with the snow curtain seemed to be harvesting the US soldiers in a somewhat concealed manner. life.

This made the U.S. troops who had just mustered up the courage to leave the body and planned to retreat back in an instant. It was lucky that some U.S. troops were completely swallowed by overwhelming artillery fire before they could return to the bunker.

The corpses of many American soldiers were blown into scattered blood clots, scattered all around, and it was impossible to find which piece matched which piece.

At this time, Kress slowly took off the military cap on his head, wiped his face stained by gunpowder smoke and Shirley, his expression suddenly became extremely dignified, and he couldn't help sighing as he looked at the situation on the battlefield in front of him.

He really didn't expect that what was originally expected, a pursuit battle to gain military exploits, would turn into an ambush that was deeply involved in the enemy's actions. He didn't know if he would explain it to the battlefield this time, but obviously he still wanted to continue. Resist for a while.

"Since you can't leave, then don't leave. I want to see how strong your group of volunteers can be."

Kress, who made up his mind, threw away the small pistol in his hand, picked up a Garand rifle that had been hit by the shock wave, and fired continuously at the soldiers of the Volunteer Army Assault Platoon.

The semi-automatic Garand rifle can fire eight shots in a row without pulling the bolt. It is often nicknamed the Eight Big Grains by soldiers of the Volunteer Army.

And Kress's eight consecutive shots just now took only seven seconds to fire in an instant. Many assault card fighters who had the upper hand were a little carried away and exposed their bodies too much, resulting in their death on the spot.

And Kress's great power also inspired many American soldiers. They took up their submachine guns and re-set up firepower points one after another, and counterattacked with cross-covering firepower towards the assault platoon. go down.

"Let comrades lower their heads, don't underestimate the combat quality of the US military, and try to minimize casualties."

Wu Qianli saw quite a few soldiers of the assault platoon who had fallen in this wave, and couldn't help feeling like a knife was piercing his heart, and quickly ordered them to pay attention.

However, although the U.S. military was relieved, they had lost nearly half of their troops in the initial ambush and two rounds of shelling.

Coupled with the seventh interspersed company, the almost abnormal firepower they are now equipped with has given them a huge combat boost. Therefore, although the US military has recovered some of its decline, it is still firmly held in place, unable to move.

However, after all, the combat literacy and individual firepower of the U.S. military are there, and their morale has also risen a lot, so there is no way for Wu Qianli to annihilate them quickly, and the battle once fell into a state of anxiety.

"Take up the bullets and fight with the American devils. Don't stand by and watch. The comrades in our artillery platoon are not only good at firing cannons."

While talking, Lei Gong picked up a rifle, and the brothers with the artillery platoon also joined the battle.

In fact, Wu Qianli didn't allow him to do this at the beginning. After all, artillery, as a technical arm, died one by one, which made people feel distressed.

But as soon as Lei Gong's violent temper came up, he couldn't see the assault platoon fighting with the US military, but he just watched in a daze, and joined the battle.

The position in the back row is exactly on the side of the U.S. military. With them joining the U.S. military, it feels almost full of bullets in all directions.

Many talents were pierced by several bullets at the same time just as they took their heads. Their helmets made a crisp sound of steel hitting, and they fell to the ground.

Many U.S. troops are on the verge of collapse under such continuous blows, and some people are already thinking about whether to surrender here in exchange for their own lives.

Because the siege and annihilation of the seventh interspersed company in front was too fast, and no one was released, the news that they did not keep any prisoners had not spread to all parts of the US military, which made these US soldiers harbor some illusions.

"Shit! Hold on, don't think about surrendering, we haven't lost yet, reinforcements will arrive soon, and they will be wiped out by then."

Kress, the U.S. commander, obviously sensed that something was wrong with his soldiers, and quickly spoke to dissuade and comfort him, trying to boost morale again.

The U.S. soldiers below seemed to think that there was their own friendly army on the other side, so they rekindled hope, but if this continued, if the reinforcements were not available, they might not last long, and they would collapse.

"At this point, the next victory or defeat depends on Yu Congrong and the others."

At this time, Wu Qianli and Kress were looking in exactly the same direction, both where the remaining captives were left by the U.S. military.

What Kress wanted was to let the U.S. troops ignore those useless captives as soon as possible, and leave at most three or two people stationed there, and all the others came to support him to help him win the battle.

And Wu Qianli was worried about whether Yu Congrong could successfully follow the battle plan, destroy the U.S. troops who came to aid, rescue the prisoners at the same time, and then completely press in front of the assault platoon to complete the encirclement and annihilation.

In this way, both sides in the anxious battle were waiting anxiously, and it depended on whose reinforcements arrived first, so as to make a final decision and decide the final outcome.

　Thank you Mengyouyang, Yulong 135 voted for the monthly ticket, on the first day of the new year, I wish everyone good health and good luck
　　
　
(End of this chapter)