The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 69 Dangerous Moment
"Ding ding ding ding—"

At the headquarters of the second line of defense of the U.S. military, there was a rapid and clear ringing of the phone. Adjutant Thomas, who was sitting not far away, squinting his eyes and resting in a chair, was shocked instantly and woke up.

Although the first line of defense of the U.S. military is already in full swing, the second line of defense is quiet here, as if on vacation, so it's no wonder that Thomas feels bored and rests.

"Oh, damn it, why is it taking so long, is Haydn there?"

As soon as Thomas picked up the phone, he heard the voice of the commander of the US military's first line of defense on the other end. He didn't dare to neglect, and even his body froze.

"Sir, I'm Adjutant Thomas. General Haydn is busy with work, and it's not convenient to answer the phone. I can pass it on for you. What instructions do you have?"

Adjutant Thomas hesitated for a few seconds, then apologized in the gentlest tone possible, for fear of getting angry on the other end of the phone.

After all, according to Adjutant Thomas' understanding, at this time, General Haydn is probably still comforting North Korean women somewhere, understanding the sentiments of the people. Although this kind of thing is very normal for the US military, it is always a bit embarrassing to say it directly. .

"Call him over right now. I have an urgent military situation to convey to him. If it's delayed, can you afford it as an adjutant?"

Alex, the commander of the US military's first line of defense, is holding the phone tightly in his left hand, and the flesh in his palm is slightly white from excessive force, showing his current dissatisfaction.

It wasn't because Commander Alex was really worried about the threat of the Seventh Interlude Company. In fact, he didn't pay much attention to Wu Qianli and the others at all.

After all, the peninsula war had just been fought not long ago, and they still retained a lot of subconscious contempt for the Volunteer Army, and they didn't think that such a small force could cause much trouble.

However, as a commander with a higher rank, when he was fighting life and death in the front, the commander of the second line of defense in the rear was busy enjoying himself, and a normal person would feel uncomfortable inside.

"Yes, sir!"

When Adjutant Thomas listened to the call, the tone on the other end was not quite right. He agreed very tactfully, not daring to use more reasons to justify, but rushed to the place where US commander Haydn "office" alone.

When he arrived at the door of the leaking room, Adjutant Thomas did pause a little hesitantly. Hearing the panting and some other sounds inside, he stopped a little, but finally gritted his teeth and knocked on the door.

The voice inside became much quieter in an instant, but there was still no response. Adjutant Thomas resolutely stepped up his efforts, but he never thought that the door would be opened by him all of a sudden.

"You bastard, haven't I told you already? You are not allowed to come in without any special circumstances."

When Commander Haydn came out angrily, he yelled at Thomas in a low and angry voice, and stretched out his palm to slap Thomas on the face.

It was no wonder that Commander Haydn was so angry. As a general, if he was accidentally rendered powerless by his subordinates, he might even have the intention of killing Thomas.

When the continuous slapping sound stopped, Adjutant Thomas' face was already swollen like a pig's head, and Commander Haydn's hands were numb from the reaction force of the slap on the face.

"Tell me, what is the urgent matter to find me, so anxious."

Commander Haydn, who was tired from the beating, simply supported his knees with both hands, and asked slightly panting.

"I didn't report to you, sir, but Commander Alex, who is the first line of defense, said that there is an urgent military situation and must be conveyed to you in person. I am innocent."

Adjutant Thomas rubbed his red and swollen face, and whispered a little aggrieved.

However, Commander Haydn just glanced at him and snorted coldly, walked quickly to the headquarters, and picked up the phone.

"I'm Haydn, commander of the second line of defense. I've just been busy with official duties. I'm very sorry. Please tell me if there is any urgent military situation. I will make a note of it."

Haydn picked up the phone, and said polite words, but his tone was obviously a little bit uncomfortable. After all, his comfortable life and good things were suddenly broken by this bastard.

"We have received information that a volunteer army has infiltrated your second line of defense. Please be careful not to be pierced by them."

Commander Alex waited for a long time and had to accept Haydn's bad tone. Although he was not angry, he could only take a deep breath to calm down and then warned Haydn.

"Don't worry, Alex, I'll take good care of it, so be it."

Haydn paused for two seconds, then hung up the phone, with a rather disdainful expression on his face.

"Just relying on those volunteers wearing tattered clothes and holding fire sticks, even if they infiltrate, how much trouble can they cause."

Commander Haydn smiled disapprovingly, and said.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people in the headquarters, he would have wanted to say that with so many firepower and troops on the first line of defense, how could the volunteers infiltrate them, it was simply incompetent.

"Pass down the order to keep the troops in each position on alert, always pay attention to whether there are any movements of the volunteers, and be sure to strictly block it."

Commander Haydn thought about it for a while and decided to buy his face. Anyway, he is not needed for the actual implementation. It is nothing more than a question of one sentence.

"Yes, sir!"

The corresponding personnel in the headquarters immediately agreed, and soon after, various positions received such an order.

However, most of the officers in the positions still ignored him, just smiled disdainfully, and continued their comfortable life.

This is the case with the US battalion commander at position 13. I don’t know how many times today, he brought a few officers to a simple place in the position and drank red wine.

However, there are only some canned luncheon meat and canned soybeans that go with the wine, and even because of the extremely cold weather, the food in these cans has been frozen into a hard piece.

"Oh, damn it, the weather is getting colder and colder, and there is a lot of snow. I haven't seen a volunteer army."

Locke, the US battalion commander, looked at the lumps of canned food and suddenly lost interest. Thinking of the military order issued just now, he was even more depressed. He simply smoked the cigarette in his hand and complained slowly.

"That's right. If volunteers really come, we can have some fun by firing. But judging by the situation of the first line of defense, it is estimated that not even a mosquito can fly over."

Cameron, the deputy battalion commander of the US military, nodded in agreement. The flickering cigarette butt in his hand was the only comfort in his mind.

It’s not that they are so arrogant. After the end of World War II, the comprehensive strength of their U.S. military clearly sat on the throne of the world’s number one army. How could they value the military strength of an agricultural country? However, such a marriage also made them pay a heavy price later.

"I must have read it wrong. There seems to be an army approaching us in the distance."

Cameron, the deputy battalion commander of the U.S. military, took a sharp puff of his cigarette, glanced at the distance surrounded by smoke and heavy snow, and seemed to see the figure of the army.

"Oh, don't panic, there is indeed a troop passing by us."

Battalion Commander Locke didn't even put out the cigarette butt, and walked directly to the checkpoint. He had already received the information that the troops would pass through, so he didn't have much vigilance at all.

On the other side, the [-]th Interlude Company, which was slowly approaching the U.S. positions, had their hearts in their throats. Their military thorns were hidden in their sleeves, and they could be taken out if there was any movement.

Wu Qianli heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the US positions getting closer and closer. On the way, he even explained how to break through the blockade of the US positions with maximum firepower and speed if he was exposed and gunshots rang out.

"Oh, God, I must have been a serial killer in my previous life, otherwise how could I have fallen into this situation."

Jackson, who was captured by the Seventh Interlude Company, was so nervous that his legs were weak at the moment, but he still had to walk forward slowly. In fact, he should be the only one who was most nervous and afraid.

After all, Wu Qianli and the others only need to worry about whether they can pass through smoothly, but he still has to pray that after passing through smoothly, the Seventh Interlude Company can let him go.

"Stop, stop advancing immediately, troop number, and password!"

American Battalion Commander Locke threw the cigarette he was about to finish on the snow, yawned, and asked indifferently.

In his mind, he just went through these simple procedures, and then went back to rest after he was released.

However, Battalion Commander Locke saw that the troops in front were not only a little slow to react, but also kept silent for a long time. Suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he narrowed his eyes, looking at this army.

It turned out that it was because the seventh interlude company couldn't understand English at all, so they stopped only under the guidance of Wu Qianli's gestures, and seemed a little unresponsive.

As for the designation and password, Wu Qianli frowned, searched the information on the second line of defense of the US military rewarded by the system, and soon found the relevant information. Just a second before Captain Locke planned to order the search, Wu Qianli successfully captured the He said what he asked.

"Oh, what happened to the Battalion Commander, is there something wrong with them?"

Cameron, the deputy battalion commander of the U.S. Army, was also bored. At some point, he walked to the side of Battalion Commander Locke and asked him softly.

"The number and password are both correct, and there seems to be no problem, but I always feel that there is something unusual."

Perhaps because he suddenly remembered the vigilant military order issued by the previous headquarters, Battalion Commander Locke was a little suspicious and did not let him go immediately.

In an interspersed company in the area, Jackson in the front saw Locke, the commander of the US battalion, suddenly quiet down, thinking that he had been discovered.

The extreme nervousness made him almost fall to the ground with his legs weak. If it weren't for the five thousand miles of bayonet behind his back to refresh him, he might become a weakness exposed by the seventh interlude company.

"Now that the wind and snow are raging and it's extremely cold, it stands to reason that you should postpone your arrival. Why is it earlier than the scheduled time?"

"And what specific tasks are you performing? Did you encounter any volunteers on the way?"

Battalion Commander Locke was partly vigilant and partly bored, so he directly asked the Seventh Interlude Company a few questions.

Wu Qianli glanced at Jackson, whose face had turned pale from fright, and couldn't help sighing, it seemed that he had to come by himself.

However, these things are really not easy to make up. It is really tricky to face the vigilant US military officers.

"Use the god-level persuasion experience card."

Wu Qianli first recited a silent word in his heart, and then received a response that the system experience card had taken effect. Immediately, Wu Qianli felt that his brain became clearer, and the vocal cords in his throat became a little lubricated.

When he spoke the reason in fluent English with an authentic accent, that magnetic voice seemed to have a hint of imperceptible charm, which made people nod in agreement.

However, when they answered the specific tasks they actually performed, Wu Qianli's words pulled Battalion Commander Locke out of the charm of this new persuasion.

"The mission we are going to perform is secret, and you have no right to know. If you really need it, you can report it to the Eastern Front High Command."

Wu Qianli's rather cold and stern words at the moment made Battalion Commander Locke a little uncomfortable, but after he pondered for a moment, he nodded slightly.

Where did someone pass by a position and tell what task he was going to perform? If this was the case, the officer would definitely have to be sent to a military court for military justice.

So it's good that Wu Qianli didn't make up a random mission to tell him, otherwise he would become more vigilant and directly let his subordinates surround this suspicious army.

While Commander Locke was contemplating, Yu Congrong looked at Lei Gong, obviously hesitating whether to make some preparations for the battle in advance.

After all, he couldn't understand Wu Qianli and Commander Locke's chattering English, but he could still feel the sudden change in the atmosphere.

Covered by the snow curtain flying all over the sky, some people quietly raised their submachine guns, and it might not be easy to be discovered. Only when they really fight can they take some advantage.

However, after Lei Gong understood Yu Congrong's meaning, he shook his head slightly. He didn't want to add risks to the seventh interlude company in terms of details at this time. Based on his trust in Wu Qianli, it should be successful.

"Let go!"

Sure enough, after some weighing, Battalion Commander Locke waved his hand and ordered the troops to be let through.

In this way, the Seventh Interlude Company, under the leadership of Wu Qianli, successfully pretended to pass through the opening opened by the US military, and the stone in the hearts of Wu Qianli, Mei Sheng and others finally fell.

Although they are not afraid to fight a breakout battle and then disappear in the heavy snow, it is obviously the best ending to be able to pass through without bloodshed and sacrifice.

After the release, the soldiers of the [-]th interspersed company had just passed through a part. Locke, the US battalion commander who had planned to go back to the place where he drank red wine, looked back at the troops again.

Frost and snow particles hang on their faces, and they can't see clearly from a distance. There seems to be nothing wrong with the American military uniforms and standard guns on their bodies, but Battalion Commander Locke always feels that something is wrong.

In fact, it was because of the racial differences between the Seventh Interspersed Company and the U.S. military, which led to the difference in height, which made them look a little short. In addition, the number of people was much larger than the information received by the U.S. military. At first glance, it seemed a little Something is wrong.

Fortunately, Battalion Commander Locke didn't think about it, his brows relaxed within two seconds, and he smiled at himself, thinking how he had become so timid all of a sudden, so he walked back to the original place.

"Cameron, tell the soldiers under your command not to be too lazy. You still have to cheer up and send out more sentries."

"Oh, by the way, the sentinels sent this morning asked them to come over and tell me what's going on, just to show off General Haydn's face."

In order to dispel the slightly worried feeling in his heart, Battalion Commander Locke still told his subordinates these few words.

Anyway, it's the people below who really implement it. For their officers, it's just a matter of one sentence.

"Okay sir, I'm going to call the pair of sentries now, so that our battalion commander can put down his worries."

A U.S. military officer of the lowest rank at the scene stood up tactfully, made a half-joking joke, and left in a hurry.

However, when Cameron and the others and Captain Locke returned to their previous lazy state, the officer who went out ran back quite seriously after a while. Everyone felt that the atmosphere was not right, and they all looked at him .

"Sir, something is wrong. The sentinel team was led by Sergeant James under me. He was never late for returning to the team position. However, this absence has not returned until now, maybe..."

The US military officer didn't continue speaking in the middle of his speech. Instead, he sighed, and everyone understood what he meant, and all turned their attention to Battalion Commander Locke.

Battalion Commander Locke was stunned for two seconds. The sentries sent from each position have their own range, and if the sentries sent by their own positions are killed by the volunteers, it means that the distance between the volunteers and their positions will never be too far.

Thinking of Battalion Commander Locke here, he immediately thought of the suspicious army just now, and he immediately stood up suddenly after he figured out their number and their height.

"Oh, my Battalion Commander, maybe you don't need to be too excited. Maybe Sergeant James got lost in the snowstorm accidentally this time, so he came back a little later."

Deputy Battalion Commander Cameron saw that something was wrong with Commander Locke's face, and quickly patted him on the back, comforting him.

"No, I'm definitely not making a fuss over a molehill. How much did the team just let go?"

"If you don't want to take the risk of being court-martialed, immediately send someone to stop them and never let them escape!"

As Battalion Commander Locke spoke, he simply ran towards the original checkpoint, and the officers just now looked at each other and started to act.

"No, it seems that the American devils are already alert."

Wu Qianli looked at the Seventh Interlude Company that hadn't completely passed through, and the momentarily chaotic US military positions, with a hint of sternness in his eyes.

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