The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 66
"His grandma, I have seen these American devils charging without such a speed before, how can they escape faster than I have practiced for so long."

The reconnaissance platoon fighter who was chasing after him gritted his teeth and cursed secretly in his heart while panting heavily.

This American deserter happened to be a black man with natural physical fitness and first-class running. In addition, the reconnaissance platoon soldiers were carrying guns and ammunition on their backs, so it was normal for them to be slower.

On the other side, Wu Qianli, who didn't know that Pinghe had two scuffles with the American sentry, looked at the watch that was rewarded by the boss at this moment, and looked at the distance, it was all white snow, and his heart was full of worry.

In order to allow the Seventh Interlude Company to experience the next unexpected situation, he asked most of the company to rest in place for a while, while he led Wu Wanli and the soldiers of the assault platoon to guard the periphery.

"Brother, there seems to be movement in the distance. Am I hearing something wrong?"

The agitated Wu Wanli, who had been guarding and observing outside, suddenly pricked up his ears, and asked Wu Qianli uncertainly.

"Could it be that Pinghe and the others have come back? Impossible, they scouted out more than that."

Hearing Wu Wanli's words, Wu Qianli hesitated just now, and there was a gleam of light in his worried eyes instantly.

He quickly opened the small dynamic combat map, observed carefully for a while, and saw two very small dots approaching them.

"Come on, let's go and have a look, don't disturb other people, just keep it as it is."

While speaking, Wu Qianli had already picked up a Garand rifle with a bayonet attached, and took Wu Wanli towards the direction where the small spot was observed.

After all, there should be only one or two people approaching, and it is not ruled out that it is a single American sentinel. Too many people will easily startle the snake and let them run back to report the letter, so Wu Qianli only took Wu Qianli to see the situation.

"Fuck you! Did this volunteer army grow up eating food? Carrying heavy guns, they are still not tired after running for so long."

Jackson looked back at the reconnaissance platoon soldier who had been chasing him, feeling a little desperate.

"His grandma, this American devil belongs to the rabbit. I'm almost exhausted, why does he still have strength?"

The reconnaissance platoon fighters who were chasing after him also cursed speechlessly.

He had just gritted his teeth and persisted in the pursuit, but now he felt that his legs were getting heavier and heavier as if they were filled with lead, and he was gradually becoming disobedient.

If this goes on like this, he will definitely be lost. If so, he will have no face to go back, seeing that Pinghe is still five thousand miles away.

"Brother, it seems to be a sentinel of the US military, but it looks a little strange."

Wu Wanli looked at the panicked American soldier who had lost all his weapons, and scratched the back of his head in a little surprise.

"I'll do it later, you don't need to meddle, this job may be useful."

When Wu Qianli saw this American soldier, he had a vague plan in mind.

Not long after, Jackson seemed to feel the fatigue of the reconnaissance platoon fighters behind him. He immediately clenched his fists, blushed, and rushed forward at a faster speed. After running like this for half a minute, he really drove away the pursuers behind him. .

"Hey, what kind of volunteer army, no matter how strong the combat power is, isn't it the same thing? I still want to catch..."

While talking, Jackson looked back at the gradually blurred figures of the pursuers, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting rid of the danger of his life.

However, before he could finish his words, he felt a hand like iron pliers grasping his ankle very precisely. For a moment, Jackson thought he had encountered a ghost, which immediately made his hair stand on end.

When Jackson's eyes widened and he felt something was wrong, those powerful hands had already pulled him aside severely.

So, before he could fully react while running at high speed just now, he fell into the snow in an instant, and the sound stopped abruptly.

"Troop number, name, what mission they are performing, and why they came here."

Wu Qianli held Jackson's neck firmly with his left hand, and asked Jackson in fluent English, but the cold tone made him feel that if he cheated a little, he would be strangled to death.

"shit!"

Jackson was still panting for his life just now, but now he was suddenly thrown into a mess, and was strangled by the neck. .

"I hope you don't play tricks and tell me the truth, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."

As Wu Qianli spoke, he also realized Jackson's situation, and the hand pinching his neck relaxed slightly, leaving him some room to breathe.

Jackson felt the relaxation of his trachea, and quickly took a deep breath. The icy cold air hit his lungs directly, stimulating him to wake up immediately.

Jackson looked at Wu Qianli's demon-like face at the moment, so he had no choice but to show a smile that was as flattering as possible and uglier than crying, and immediately told everything he knew.

But before he could speak halfway, the soldiers from the reconnaissance platoon in the distance had already rushed over, and when he saw Wu Qianli, he was stunned and understood the general idea of ​​the matter.

But when he felt a little ashamed and wanted to apologize for his negligence, Wu Qianli called him over directly and told him what happened to the reconnaissance platoon as a supplement.

When Pinghe and the others, who followed the blurred footprints, arrived, Wu Qianli roughly understood what happened to the reconnaissance platoon. eyes.

"His grandma is crazy. Pinghe, you boy can be regarded as coming back. Why, what good things from the US military have been seized, and you can enjoy it secretly."

Yu Congrong, who learned of Pinghe's return, also rushed to their location immediately, and joked as soon as they met.

"There is nothing to enjoy, but there are a lot of troubles."

Ping He shook his head slightly, and handed a simple map drawn by his own investigation to Wu Qianli.

Wu Qianli quickly took it, pinching his chin, thinking for a while.

Although he can observe which part of the US military is the weakest based on the small dynamic map, the actual terrain and the situation with other positions have to be investigated by Ping He and others.

However, with the small-scale investigation designated by Wu Qianli, Pinghe is much less troublesome than before, otherwise, the return time may be even later.

While Wu Qianli was bowing his head in thought, Lei Gong and Mei Sheng also gathered together, and the other soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company walked away knowingly, leaving room for them to have a small meeting.

"Company commander, according to what Ping He said, we can't wait any longer."

"It's a good thing to get rid of the US sentinels who spotted us, but if the two teams of sentries are gone, the US military can't be unaware. Before they find out, we have to find an opportunity to pass through."

Lei Gong frowned slightly after listening to Ping He's retelling, and suggested to Wu Qianli while smoking a stuffy cigarette.

"Yes, and the time is urgent. I'm afraid we won't be able to wait until night, but if we act during the day, the danger is very high, and we can easily be discovered by the US military."

Mei Sheng also sighed worriedly, then took the cigarettes that Lei Gong distributed to everyone, and lit them himself.

For fear of being discovered by the U.S. military, they have never lit a fire to heat anything, and the only thing that can be warmed in their mouths is this cigarette.

Wu Qianli obviously understood the dilemma that the Seventh Interlude Company was facing now, but she couldn't decide the safest way for a while, so she frowned and remained silent.

"Ding——The current predicament of the host is detected, the system automatically generates, and the task of bright sword is for the host to choose."

At this moment, the cold system prompt sounded again in Wu Qianli's mind, causing a different kind of light to flash in his worried eyes.

"The bright sword mission is a division of troops. The troops of the seventh interspersed company are divided into several batches. Relying on the advantage of the field of view of the small dynamic map, they can infiltrate through the weak points of the US military's defense line. After completing the mission, they will get a low reward from the system."

"The mission of bright sword is to live from the dead. The host needs to select some death squads from the seventh interspersed company to attack the second line of defense of the US military, attract the attention of the enemy, and take the opportunity to use the weak point of sending reinforcements as a breakthrough point. .”

"Complete Bright Sword Mission [-], you will get a medium reward from the system, but this plan will lose a lot of comrades, the system recommends that the host choose carefully."

"Bright Sword Mission [-] is going forward in disguise. The [-]th Interlude Company will disguise itself as a U.S. military force and infiltrate from the U.S. military positions at the most appropriate time. After completing the mission, you will receive high-level rewards from the system. If the mission fails, the entire company may be wiped out , please choose the host carefully."

　Thank you for letting it go, I am not a young man, a rebellious boy among bookworms, the old man, 73117, the ticket to go to school happily.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)