The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 81
Seeing Wu Qianli's appearance, Wu Wanli immediately understood that his elder brother must have kept his back, so he was slightly relieved, but he still looked at the U.S. military in the distance with a little reluctance, and sighed.

If given the chance, he still wants to kill these American troops himself.

"Strange, why did this group of volunteers suddenly stop pursuing them?"

Although he was already on the way of frantically fleeing for his life, the US military officer William still maintained the vigilance in his heart.

Looking at the gradually blurred figures of the volunteers behind him, he couldn't help slowing down his pace of running forward. At the same time, he was still loudly reminding the American soldiers in front, and trying to gather them under his formation and regroup. .

However, in the end of his efforts, there was still little effect. Only a very small number of US troops heeded his call, and most of the rest were still rushing forward like headless chickens.

The American military officer William saw that he had gathered such a small force, and without a trace of anger welling up in his heart, he vowed that when he returned to the camp, he must punish those deserters in front of him.

But right now, he still followed the large American troops in front. After all, if he brought such a small number of people back, he might be sent to a military court, and he might be shot directly.

Sure enough, the worries of the US military officer William turned into reality. Accompanied by a few rockets with white exhaust, they smashed into the US military formation abruptly, and the explosions of fire clouds frightened many defeated soldiers. , was frightened and fled in all directions.

"His grandma, what's the use of you American devils being cunning? It's all in the hands of our company commander, isn't it?"

Yu Congrong looked at the panic-stricken U.S. military in front of him, with a smug expression on the corner of his mouth, and after cursing a few words, he immediately roared and ordered to open fire.

In an instant, more than 10 Browning machine guns roared instantly, and countless long yellow ammunition chains formed a huge firepower net, like a gang of death scythes harvesting the running American soldiers one after another.

"God, are these people the messengers sent by Satan..."

The American military officer William looked at the soldiers under his command, who fell to the ground as if they had been harvested, and couldn't help bleeding from his heart.

He slowly pulled out his pistol, closed his eyes and pointed it at his forehead, but he hesitated to pull the trigger without making up his mind.

However, after a brief strafing, the firepower team stopped shooting. After all, they were deep behind enemy lines, and they were equipped with such powerful firepower, so the logistical supply became a huge shortcoming.

However, even without the continuous shooting of machine guns, there are no more than [-] US troops on the scene who can still run.

Hearing the roar of the machine gun stopped, Wu Qianli also led the assault platoon to surround him from the prepared position.

"Everyone fights to the east, this is our last chance!"

U.S. officer William finally put down his pistol and roared at the only remaining U.S. troops.

The remaining U.S. troops were at a loss like frightened birds. After hearing William's order, they immediately subconsciously rushed out to the east.

However, they were only concerned with fleeing for their lives, but did not notice the threat from the US military officer. After issuing the order, they rushed out quietly from the west side.

After the U.S. troops fled to the east, most of them fell heavily on the snow after pouring out the last bullets from their guns.

Even if there were a few lucky ones who managed to break free from the siege of the volunteer army, they were sniped at a long distance with one shot at a time, and no one was spared.

However, most of the soldiers of the Seventh Interlude Company were also confused by this phenomenon, thinking that all the rest of the US military had broken through from the east side and had been completely wiped out. A trace of the joy of complete victory appeared on their faces.

The U.S. military officer William took this opportunity to escape to the vast snow on the west side. After running for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was safe now.

"This group of volunteers is definitely not simple. Their target may be the highest command on the Eastern Front. I will run back now to alert the people in the command and make a contribution."

"As for the destruction of this army, oh sorry, let my dear Miller bear it. I was just sent back to report when I encountered the enemy army."

As the American military officer William walked, his purplish lips trembled slightly, murmuring his plan in his heart. At this moment, he had already thought about his retreat after going back in a few seconds.

But just when he thought he could escape, a dark red faint cold light quietly flashed on his face.

Looking at Wu Qianli looming in the wind and snow, he staggered and fell to the ground in shock, his eyes widened and his pupils shrunk slightly. He didn't expect that he would be chased and killed after all his tricks were exhausted.

"This American devil is really cunning. If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid this kid would have escaped."

Wu Qianli looked at the astonished American officer William, and snorted coldly, feeling silently in his heart.

Just now, he almost thought that the battle had ended with the complete annihilation of the U.S. military, but the mission of shining the sword issued by the system has not been broadcast for a long time.

With a hint of doubt, he opened the small dynamic combat map, observed it carefully, and finally saw the inconspicuous little red dot moving towards the periphery, and then he chased after it.

"Sir, you are very strategic and a smart person. Presumably you are smart and you must understand what to do if you want to survive."

Wu Qianli held the bayonet in his hand and pressed it against the chest of the American officer William. Under the cold weather, a lot of blood on the bayonet had condensed and revealed a reddish brown.

However, the bloody smell on it stimulated the nasal cavity of the US military officer William, telling him that he might die under this military thorn at any time.

"Oh, I understand, of course I understand, don't worry, I will do everything I can for you, please don't kill me."

The American military officer William couldn't help being startled when he heard the fluent English, but he reacted instantly, nodded repeatedly, and was eager to reply, and some words popped out of his mouth incoherently.

"Hahahahaha, don't be nervous, remember to help me convince that colleague of yours, otherwise, I will have no choice but to send you two on the road together."

Wu Qianli looked at the American military officer William who agreed instantly, and couldn't help showing contempt in his heart, but the American military officer was willing to cooperate, which he was happy to see, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After reuniting with the large troops of the Seventh Interlude Company, Wu Qianli first silently wrote down the dead soldiers in his notebook with a heavy heart.

Although they won this battle, Wu Qianli couldn't be happy, because the Seventh Interlude Company has fought all the way to the present, and there are only more than 100 comrades left.

Not far away, a pile of snow was forcibly stuffed into the arms of the comatose American officer Miller, and the bone-piercing cold woke him up directly.

Under the glaring bayonet and the persuasion of his old friends, he didn't hold on for long, and he nodded and agreed to cooperate with the volunteer army. After all, he is now a prisoner and has no choice at all.

"Ding——congratulations to the host for successfully completing the task of shining the sword and obtaining a high-level reward from the system, which can be used to contact Zhisi immediately!"

"Oh, of course I understand, don't worry, I will do everything I can for you."

The American military officer William couldn't help being startled when he heard the fluent English, but he reacted instantly, nodded repeatedly, and some words popped out of his mouth incoherently in a hurry to reply.

"Hahahahaha, don't be nervous, remember to help me convince your colleague again."

Wu Qianli looked at the American military officer William who agreed instantly, and couldn't help showing contempt in his heart, but the American military officer was willing to cooperate, which he was happy to see, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After reuniting with the large troops of the Seventh Interlude Company, Wu Qianli first silently wrote down the dead soldiers in his notebook with a heavy heart.

Although they won this battle, Wu Qianli couldn't be happy, because the Seventh Interlude Company has fought all the way to the present, and there are only more than 100 comrades left.

Not far away, a pile of snow was forcibly stuffed into the arms of the comatose American officer Miller, and the bone-piercing cold woke him up directly.

Under the persuasion of his old friend, he did not continue to hold on, and nodded repeatedly to agree to cooperate with the volunteer army. After all, he is now a prisoner and has no choice at all.

"Ding——congratulations to the host for successfully completing the task of shining the sword and obtaining a high-level reward from the system, which can be used to contact Zhisi immediately!"

When the cold system notification sound echoed in Wu Qianli's mind again, Wu Qianli couldn't help showing a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Although he was not given any combat bonuses that could be directly used in battle this time, it is also a good thing to be able to contact the Volunteer Army Command immediately.

After all, they have been fighting for so long, and they know nothing about the front and rear of the large army. I am afraid that the boss does not understand whether the [-]th Interlude Company is still active in the rear of the US military.

"Each platoon counts the casualties, and cleans the battlefield well. After replenishing the ammunition and grenades, there is still a real tough battle to be fought."

As Wu Qianli spoke, he ordered his platoon leaders to clean up the battlefield more carefully.

"Don't worry, company commander, we all came from the hard days of domestic wars, and collecting ammunition and supplies is simply a matter of old profession."

Yu Congrong patted his chest with a smile, promising to take all the last bullets from the US military.

Everyone also nodded in agreement, and at the same time, everyone's faces flashed with excitement. Of course, they understood what that tough battle meant.

Just as everyone dispersed, Wu Qianli found a secluded corner, and said a silent word to the system in his heart to receive the task reward.

Immediately, a small snowdrift swelled up on the snow field next to Wu Qianli's feet. He immediately scraped the snow away with his hands, and picked up the telegraph.

Although the chances were low, if the telegraph malfunctioned due to the snow cover, then he would really cry in pain.

Just when the comrades of the Seventh Interlude Company had almost searched, the platoon leaders of each platoon were also talking and laughing and sharing their achievements. Time for loot.

"Company Commander, in just a short while, our firepower platoon has already arrived..."

Yu Congrong was blushing slightly because of excitement, but when he approached Wuqianli, his mouth would be a little excited and wanted to share his achievements,
However, looking at the thing that Wu Qianli was holding in his hand, he was a little dumbfounded, and everyone turned their eyes over one after another, and they were all slightly taken aback when they saw it.

In fact, it is not uncommon to seize the radio stations of the US military. They also seized some in previous battles, but they did not play much role.

Because the radio stations equipped by the basic units of the US military are basically SCR-536 "portable radio stations", although this battery-powered radio receiver/transmitter weighs 23 kilograms.

But its maximum communication distance is less than 2 kilometers, so when the distance between grassroots units exceeds 2 kilometers, it sometimes depends on the communicator to deliver the message.

And their seventh interspersed company went deep behind the enemy, within 2000 meters, I am afraid that only the US military has no other brother troops, and it is impossible for them to rashly divide their troops to fight under such circumstances.

So basically they have a tasteless attitude towards this kind of radio station, and it's a pity to discard it.

But despite this, everyone present was already a veteran with full combat experience, and immediately saw that this radio station was different.

"No need to research, this radio station can help us contact Shiji!"

Seeing that everyone was staring at the telegraph, Wu Qianli directly stated his utility.

After hearing this, everyone was slightly taken aback and thought that Wu Qianli had said something wrong, but after seeing his determined eyes, they all gasped.

"The next battle should be the battle against the U.S. Army's Eastern Front High Command. Let's inform the boss first. In addition..."

"If you can't come back, it will be the last words left by our Seventh Interlude Company to future generations."

While talking, Mei Sheng hesitated in the middle of speaking, but he finished speaking, and there was a trace of death will to sacrifice at any time in his eyes.

After Wu Qianli heard his words, his heart moved slightly, and he turned his eyes to the other people in the Seventh Interlude Company, and saw a fighting spirit to die and live on the faces of everyone.

In fact, they are very satisfied with being able to fight until now. Instead of being directly pierced by a bullet in the chest on the front battlefield, they can be killed under the highest command of the Eastern Front, which can be regarded as their unique honor for soldiers.

It is because of these cutest people that he has the confidence to punch this punch, that is, this punch completely hurts and frightens the American devils, and only then can he have prosperity and stability in the future.

"Contact the boss, I don't know if this will be the last time to report the situation to the boss."

Wu Qianli wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his cold and stiff sleeves. This group of old comrades who had been through life and death looked at each other with red eyes, and they all grinned their chapped lips and laughed.

On the other side, at the headquarters of the Volunteer Army at this moment, the boss was looking at the battle report in his hand, his brows were furrowed, and he felt a little worried.

He checked the battle report in his hand one by one, and slowly picked up the paint-stained cup, the water in it was still steaming and melted in mid-air.

"Is the first line of defense of the U.S. military made of iron? They wanted artillery support. I told them that there were not enough troops, and I allocated other troops to increase the offensive. There was no progress at all."

The boss looked at it and suddenly couldn't stand it anymore, and threw the battle report in his hand on the table, feeling a little irritable.

But even though he cursed like this, he knew the difficulties of the frontline troops in his heart.

After all, their equipment is backward and their firepower is insufficient. Under the powerful firepower network built by the US military with money, it is a helpless situation that they cannot dig through the defense line.

"Tell the troops on the front line, I know they are difficult to fight, but the troops on the western front have survived in the same way despite their disadvantages."

"But right now, it's too late. No matter how many casualties they use, they have to kill them."

After the boss finished speaking, I sat on the seat a little weakly, and slowly rubbed my temples with my eyes. The unsatisfactory situation of the battle made him a little anxious at this moment.

Seeing the boss's situation, the secretary couldn't help sighing slightly, and after giving the boss's instructions, he walked slowly to the boss's side and replaced the boss with a new cup of hot water.

"Boss, it's not that there is no good news. You can read this battle report. I believe the US troops won't last long."

The secretary got a new battle report when he just gave the order, so he simply took it and handed it to the boss.

When the boss heard the good news from the front line, he opened his eyes instantly, picked up the battle report and glanced at it, then just nodded slightly, said good, and put the battle report back on the table.

It was written in the battle report that the U.S. troops in Position 3 were killed under the strong attack of the Volunteers and suffered heavy casualties, but soon the Volunteers were driven back before they had time to consolidate their positions.

For good news like this, the boss would use a telegram to commend him at first, but after seeing too much, he gradually became numb. What he wants now is real progress.

"I don't know what's going on with that army now, eh..."

When the boss was agitated, he suddenly remembered the unit that brought him countless miracles and glorious achievements. Since they went deep into the US enemy's rear, there has been no news.

Listening to the boss muttering to himself, the secretary also had a gleam of light in his eyes, of course he knew that the unit the boss was talking about was the famous [-]th Interlude Company.

Wu Qianli, the company commander of that army, had saved his life, and he always remembered it in his heart, but after the army left, there was no news, and he could only worry or pray silently in his heart at night.

"Forget it, I believe in that young man, maybe he can really create some miracles."

The boss said such positive words, but in fact, he knew very well that what could be called a miracle was not so easy to achieve.

If it is said that the Seventh Interlude Company has now been wiped out, he will not be surprised, but will feel sorry for that general.

While thinking about it, the boss waved his hand and told Secretary Liu to go down first, while he stared at the battle map with bloodshot eyes and continued to study.

But not long after the secretary stepped down, he ran back to the boss's headquarters with another item in his hand.

"Boss, there is news about the Seventh Interlude Company!"

Before the secretary's voice could be heard, it had already reached the boss's ears. When the boss heard the words interspersed with the region, his body was slightly taken aback, and then a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"The Seventh Interlude Company fought more with less and won the whole battle, almost creating a miracle in military history!"

The secretary seemed to be aware of his state of mind at this moment, but he still couldn't suppress it. His heart was pounding because of excitement, so he just lowered his voice and said to the boss.

Although the boss was a little excited, she still kept a trace of ups and downs. She immediately took the battle report and looked at it carefully. From the first glance, she was a little surprised.

"This kid couldn't hide in disguise, and was discovered by the US military on the first line of defense, so he immediately put them all on the ground, and our first round of artillery fire actually gave him a cover and killed another US military .”

The boss muttered silently in his heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

According to the battle loss ratio of the previous battles, it has reached an astonishing 1:5 with the U.S. military. You must know that the general volunteer army and the U.S. military’s battle damage ratio are basically stolen, and there are many more.

Forget it, after the fight, the Seventh Interlude Company patted their buttocks and left. The first line of defense, known as the iron wall, was like paper in front of Wu Qianli.

When the secretary got the battle report, he didn't have time to read it carefully, so he hurriedly handed it over to the boss.

Now seeing the long-lost smile appear on the boss's face, I feel happy for my old friend Wu Qianli in my heart.

With a slightly excited mood, the boss looked down the battle report, but it was like reading a myth. Although his face was calm, his heart was already overwhelmed.

"Through the two lines of defense of the U.S. military, almost half of the main force of the U.S. Army regiment was wiped out, and the front of the troops went straight to the highest command of the U.S. Army on the Eastern Front."

The boss silently recited the achievements of the seventh interlude company, and slapped the battle report in his hand on the table, with excitement and pride that could not be concealed in his eyes

"Hahahahahaha, it seems that there is also a general like Huo Qubing in our volunteer army."

While talking, the boss paced back and forth twice around the table, but inadvertently glanced at the so-called good news reports and couldn't help snorting coldly.

"Look at the people, and then look at this group of people who are eating dry food. Send a telegram to reprimand them, telling them to speed up the progress, and stop being like a bitch. You can't get in after a long time."

The boss rather hates iron and steel, and only said in the other telegrams that after all, there is no harm without comparison. Before, the boss would understand the difficulties of these troops, but when he saw the comparison of the records of the seventh interspersed company, he instantly It's a judgment call.

It is estimated that the army officers who received the reprimand must have been aggrieved and confused.

At the end of the telegram, the seventh interspersed company also expressed its will to die, and decided to use all its strength to launch a desperate assault on the US military's Eastern Front High Command.

"Gold wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and I will not return it until I break Loulan..."

The boss kept reminiscing about the poem Wu Qianli left at the end of the telegram, and couldn't help sighing slowly.

"This Wu Qianli is a good seedling. I don't want him to die in this battle so soon, but judging by his posture, I think he can't be persuaded."

The boss turned his head and glanced at the direction of Wu Qianli, and slowly gave him a military salute. He is also a pure soldier and has no pretensions of a high-ranking official. A hero like this deserves his admiration.

The secretary also understood that Wu Qianli, the old friend who warned him at the beginning, might not be able to come back in the next battle, so he couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

"Boss, the Seventh Interlude Company is still waiting for your reply."

The secretary held back his sobs and reminded the boss.

"Tell them, I'll give them a guarantee that they will collectively record the second-class merit. After fighting the battle of the Eastern Front Supreme Command, regardless of success or failure, the first-class merit will be reserved for them."

The boss hesitated for a while, then said solemnly, he would never disappoint the hearts of these soldiers. The honor and rewards that should be given must not be less.

"As for Wu Qianli...if he is willing after this battle, I will save him the position of teacher."

The boss's words revealed a certainty and unquestionable, even though he knew that there might be opposing voices and pressure.

But if Wu Qianli really captures Smith, the supreme commander of the US military on the Eastern Front, let alone the division commander, it is not impossible to wait a little longer and go up a liter with the support of his boss.

"Whether he will embark on the road of sealing the wolf and Juxu in the next five thousand miles, or just let the stars fall, it depends on whether he can create that bigger miracle in the future."

With his hands behind his back, the boss spoke with a flash of hope in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)