The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 80
"Don't wait any longer, the whole army rushed over immediately, and assassinated all the yellow-skinned monkeys waiting to be slaughtered on this snowy field!"

While roaring, the US military officer Miller raised his bayonet and took the lead in rushing over, hitting Wu Wanli, who was the closest, head-on.

The current Wu Wanli, and the soldiers of the [-]th Interlude Company disguised as the U.S. Army at the beginning, still have a half-disconnected distance from the assault platoon behind, and they are also the first soldiers to collide with the U.S. military.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the sound of steel colliding, the bayonet in Wu Wanli's hand was almost thrown out. At this moment, his mouth was numb, and the fighting spirit sprouted in his heart when he saw the American officer Miller in front of him became more vigorous.

Miller, an American military officer, looked at the slightly short figure in front of him, and couldn't help snorting coldly. He didn't care about it and fought hard, trying to completely suppress Wu Wanli.

In the U.S. Army, Miller's stabbing skills can be regarded as a little famous. He has always been known for his toughness and great strength.

Wu Wanli, on the other hand, carried a desperate ruthlessness, and forcibly took down the American officer Miller several times. However, his face turned slightly pale, and the hand holding the bayonet was faint. Painful.

"Oh God, who gave them the courage to fight us in broad daylight."

The US military officer Miller sighed in his heart, and at the same time pushed Wu Wanli back again and again like a mouse playing with a cat.

But right now the U.S. military is anxious to break through and fight a bloody path, so U.S. military officer Miller can't help but underestimate the enemy when he sees Wu Wanli's weak body.

Just as Wu Wanli was staggering, Miller, an American officer, seized the opportunity and stabbed him fiercely in the head.

However, Wu Wanli, who saw U.S. military officer Miller's sharp attack, not only did not panic, but a glint of complacency flashed in his eyes.

Although Caucasians do have advantages in terms of physical fitness and strength, Wu Wanli cleverly took advantage of his more flexible characteristics.

He quickly dodged sideways, and a gust of murderous wind blew past his face, leaving a small scar.

After narrowly dodging the fatal stab, Wu Wanli and the US military officer Maitreya were already 10 points closer. He simply dropped the gun in his hand and slammed into the body of the US military officer Miller. .

Miller, an American officer, thought that he would end up trying to penetrate the opponent's head just now, but he didn't expect that the stab would fail, and instead he was knocked down by the sudden impact. A panic flashed in his eyes.

"pat-"

Miller, an American officer who was knocked to the ground, also lost the bayonet in his hand, so he fought Wu Wanli face to face, fist to fist.

The other soldiers nearby were not at a loss, but under the siege of many American soldiers, they either fell down with hatred after replacing a few American soldiers, or kept retreating, struggling to support.

However, when several U.S. troops looked at the volunteer army who was wrestling with their commander, they found themselves in trouble. They aimed left and right with their bayonets, and they had no chance to make a move. That would be a huge loss.

"Don't worry about me, just fight forward and fight your way out. I can take care of this volunteer army, so you don't need to worry about it."

U.S. military officer Miller gritted his teeth and roared at the nearby U.S. troops. Obviously, the volunteer in front of him had completely irritated him.

"His grandma, what are the American devils shouting about? Do you want me to send you there early to meet your gods?"

Wu Wanli, who couldn't understand English, saw the US military officer muttering for a while, and couldn't help being a little irritable. When he was distracted from talking, he simply punched Miller straight on the bridge of the nose.

Accompanied by a slight crisp sound, the US military officer Miller's nose was like an electric shock, and there was a sharp pain, and countless blood instantly stained half of his face red.

If it weren't for the strong willpower to support him, the US military officer Miller would have almost fainted from the pain at this moment, but even though he was gritting his teeth and holding on, he couldn't find his rhythm after all, and could only gradually lose the wind.

Although Wu Wanli has a lonely heart, his mind is very calm at the moment.

At this moment, a large number of U.S. troops ignored them and continued to rush forward. This meant that their small battlefield and the assault platoon of Wu Wanli were divided into two parts, and on this small battlefield, they were in an absolute position disadvantaged position.

Therefore, Wu Wanli simply maintained the posture of suppressing Miller, and at the same time did not beat him to death completely, and continued to wrestle with him to delay time.

The U.S. military officer Miller obviously thought of this at the moment, and was about to speak to remind him, but he stopped in an instant when he reached his mouth.

Even if he told the nearby U.S. military, so what? Could it be that he stabbed a few times regardless, and it was up to whoever killed him.

Thinking of this, the U.S. military officer Miller simply changed his tactics, tried to protect his key parts, and wanted to fight Wu Wanli, and after his physical strength was deployed, he would regain the upper hand.

On the other side, Wu Qianli and the soldiers of the assault platoon also directly collided with the U.S. soldiers. In the process of just colliding with the first wave of stabbing, the soldiers of the [-]th Interlude Company were slightly at a disadvantage.

"Don't panic, form a battle formation and assassinate the U.S. troops separately!"

As Wu Qianli spoke, he pierced the chest of the American soldier in front with the bayonet in his hand.

However, before his bayonet was drawn out, an American soldier on the right saw the opportunity and was about to sneak attack him, but Wu Qianli didn't care about it at all, and only focused on solving the other enemy in front of him.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the muffled sound of steel colliding, the bayonet that was about to be inserted into Wu Qianli's head was instantly bounced off by a soldier on the right.

The soldiers in the combat team seemed to unconditionally hand over their backs to their comrades, while they concentrated on fighting the enemy in front of them.

All the fighters of the assault platoon formed a combat squad with several people, like small steel knives, and fought towards the interior of the US military.

From God's point of view, it looks like an inch-inch gear on a meat grinder, about to forcibly divide the large US military forces.

If it was the U.S. military in the past, I am afraid that under such an offensive, morale would be low and they would retreat. However, this U.S. military has activated its fighting potential with the courage to live to death, and it just went forward and killed the past .

Slightly different from the previous U.S. troops, their army has a relatively large proportion of veterans who have participated in the Pacific War, and they have already experienced the ferocious fighting of the Japanese army.

Although the Japanese army's pig charge on the Pacific battlefield is always ridiculed, the fighting will and skills they showed in the personal assassination are still good, which is one of the reasons why the current US military can adapt to the current intensity of sand fighting.

Flesh and blood were flying all over the battlefield, and countless corpses fell every second, and then new battles came up as substitutes.

In order to survive, American soldiers usually want to kill a soldier, but they refuse to let even one person go. A small meat grinder was formed in this way.

"No way, even if you win the battle with the U.S. military like this, it will only be a miserable victory, and the next fighting force will be too weak."

Wu Qianli glanced at the corpses on the ground and frowned. Although they still maintained a battle loss ratio of around 1:2, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

But at the same time, Wu Qianli seemed to have thought of something again, and continued to lead the soldiers forward step by step.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, go to hell."

At this moment, the U.S. military officer Miller is still in a desperate struggle with Wu Wanli, and he doesn't care about the battle loss ratio Wu Qianli is thinking about.

Now that he saw the right opportunity, his hands were like a pair of huge iron tongs, and he tightly strangled Wu Wanli's neck.

Wu Wanli instantly felt that the trachea in his throat and even the circulation of blood were firmly suppressed by these big hands like iron clamps, and his face turned pale.

He clenched his fists tightly and hit the US military officer Miller's face hard, leaving several bruises and redness on Miller's face in an instant.

At this moment, his left eye had been directly swollen, and he could only narrow his eyes slightly, unable to open his eyes at all, and the blood from his nose was still flowing slowly.

However, Miller, an American military officer, ignored Wu Wanli's neck and stepped up his strength.

He knew that at this moment, he must not be the first to be defeated. Once there was a slight sign of letting go and Wu Wanli had a chance to breathe, he would definitely be beaten to death with a single punch.

Just like that, Wu Wanli gradually felt out of breath, everything in front of him gradually blurred, and even the screaming and fighting sounds around him gradually weakened.

Wu Wanli was even more confused, and immediately opened his mouth wide to breathe. At the same time, the fist in his hand was like a raindrop, which was denser towards Miller in front of him. However, although the speed was much faster, the strength gradually weakened.

Soon, Wu Wanli would gradually faint due to insufficient blood supply to the brain, and the US military officer Miller also increased the strength in his hands, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"what!"

Just when the U.S. military officer Miller was proud, his wailing sounded instantly, and a bayonet with a dark red luster pierced through his arm abruptly, spouting bright red blood on the snow.

The huge muscle tearing pain made him subconsciously let go of the hand that was holding Wu Wanli's neck. When he looked up, he saw Wu Qianli's cold and murderous face.

"elder brother……"

Feeling the sudden release of the restraint on his neck, Wu Wanli opened his mouth wide, sucking in the fresh air, and at the same time gave Wu Qianli a grateful glance.

"Come two people and control him well."

Wu Qianli hesitated for two seconds, but forcibly held back the idea of ​​killing the officer to relieve his younger brother. First, he knocked out the US military officer Miller himself, and then he was controlled by someone.

"Oh, at the beginning, can anyone tell me what kind of medicine these volunteers took? Why are they so vigorous? The Japanese army on the Pacific battlefield was not like this."

The American military officer William saw that his American troops failed to charge out, but instead were pushed back a certain distance, and he couldn't help roaring angrily in his heart.

At the same time, he glanced in the direction of the American officer Miller who was captured alive by the enemy, and his vigilance became more vigorous, and he immediately hid deeper in the American crowd cautiously.

He is not as brave as the American officer Miller, but he is notoriously cautious. However, in the current face-to-face personal stabbing, his cautious attitude does not seem to have much effect.

However, just when he was a little anxious, there seemed to be a glimmer of life in front of him in an instant.

There was a glitch in the forward compressed formation of an assault card, and it was cut open by the U.S. troops who were busy surviving in an instant, and countless U.S. troops rushed out from this opening in an instant.

When the American military officer William saw such a scene, he was overjoyed at first, but he also murmured in his heart. After all, how could the volunteers who had surrounded them like a bucket just now be shot through a gap in an instant.

However, seeing that the volunteers were a little anxious, moving closer to the gap, as if they wanted to gather their vitality, the American officer William didn't care so much, and followed the troops directly to kill them out of the gap. .

It wasn't until William, an American officer, mixed in with the crowd, broke through the opening, and saw that the scene in front of him was no longer the glaring bayonets of the Volunteers, but the white snow field, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, after the U.S. troops rushed out in large numbers, after gaining vitality, they lost the bloody spirit of fighting for their lives just now, and ran forward regardless.

No matter how much the U.S. military officer William shouted, he could not stop most of the people from fleeing in all directions. He could only gather together, and a very small number of people maintained the basic order and evacuated forward.

In this way, it was originally a desperate struggle between the two sides. After the U.S. military killed a bloody path, it turned into a unilateral massacre in a pursuit battle.

Most of the U.S. troops were running forward with their weapons on their shoulders, and the grassroots non-commissioned officers of all ranks were all forgotten.

There are even some people who even dropped their guns in order to run faster, and were interspersed by the bottom line that was chasing after them. Even the soldiers picked them up and aimed at them, and their defenseless backs were shot. In a round of harvest, the casualties of the US military exceeded [-]%.

However, when the soldiers of the assault platoon were desperately chasing the U.S. troops halfway, Wu Qianli suddenly made a fighting gesture, making all his comrades stop.

"Brother, aren't we going to wipe them all out? Isn't it letting them go by stopping now?"

After a short rest, Wu Wanli's face gradually returned to some of its rosiness. He looked at Wu Qianli with a little puzzlement, as if he didn't quite understand why the defeated US soldiers were let go like this.

"Silly boy, what are you in a hurry for? You'll know later, hahaha..."

Wu Qianli glanced at Wu Wanli, and couldn't help smiling, with an unfathomable look in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)