The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 97 Annihilation of the U.S. Tank Company

"Attack! (Attack!)"

Under Tommy's order, the steel tracks of the four heavy-duty Pershing tanks moved quickly, and with the sound of collision and friction between the steel and the axles, they kept approaching Yu Congrong and others.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Wu Qianli raised the black muzzle of the gun and fired three shots in a row. The bullets that came out of the chamber swirled quickly and flew towards the rear armor of the tank.

The moment the high-speed spinning bullet collided with the heavy armor on the rear of the tank, a trace of imperceptible sparks splashed, and then tenaciously penetrated into it.

"what!"

At this moment, the drivers in several US tanks all wailed loudly or softly. They clutched the blood gushing out of their chests in disbelief, and tilted their heads before falling down.

These fatal bullets made the tank that was driving towards Yu Congrong and the others in a murderous manner just now lie on the spot, unable to move.

The other U.S. troops in the tank were also stunned, staring at their killed companions in a daze, without recovering for a few seconds.

They really couldn't imagine what method these volunteers used to let the tank driver in the heavy armor be easily killed in this way, and it still hit the vital point with one shot.

"What are you doing? Are your gun barrels all decorations? (What are you doing? Are your gun barrels all decorations?)"

Tommy, the deputy commander of the U.S. tank company, was stunned for a second, then forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, manipulated the turret of the tank, and aimed at Yu Congrong and others who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.

The gunners in the other tanks also reacted, roaring to fill the shells, and turning the murderous muzzles. They wanted to use violent bombing to calm the panic in their hearts.

"Bam—"

"boom!"

Accompanied by the muffled sound of shells being fired, the US tanks were shaken back violently under the action of the recoil, and brilliant clouds of fire rose from the snow in front of them.

"Bah--his grandma's cannon has a large caliber, so he has the confidence. If I can get a few tanks, I will dare to go straight to Japan!"

Yu Congrong ruthlessly shook off the accumulated snow particles blown away by the shells, and said rather displeasedly.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the firepower platoon had been divided into combat groups, and their positions were relatively scattered, so there were not too many casualties under the shelling of the US heavy tanks.

But at this time, someone in the US tank gritted his teeth and took over the driver's position, and continued to approach Yu Congrong and others.

Accompanied by the rumbling sound of tank motors, the thick steel tracks crushed the snowdrifts and corpses in front of them, and the thick black bubble tube turned and aimed again.

"Platoon leader, the tanks of these American devils seem a little strange, how are we going to fight them next?"

Tieniu, a member of the firepower platoon, saw that there were two US tanks, which had been standing still, and the other four tanks were also stopping and going, so he couldn't help asking with some doubts.

"What the hell is going on, anyway, it's a good thing that the American devils don't want to shrink together."

"Let the combat team touch their buttocks while they are moving, and give them a few hard shots."

Yu Congrong has no interest in delving into the changes of the US military at all. As long as these iron lumps are beaten into flaming scrap iron, everything will be solved.

Under Yu Congrong's order, the respective combat teams of the firepower platoon walked around the tank at high speed, looking for opportunities from time to time so that they could go to the rear of the tank to destroy it.

"Da da da da da da..."

The muzzle of the tank's machine gun roared again, and as they continued to adjust their body and speed, soldiers from the firepower platoon fell to the muzzle and were even crushed into flesh from time to time.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Ding--"

After Wu Qianli fired a few more shots in quick succession, the steel clip was ejected again with a crisp sound, and its bonus time was also used up.

In the distance, there were only two remaining of the four US tanks that were still in combat.

The other tanks were filled with corpses of American soldiers, all of whom had fatal gunshot wounds on their foreheads or chests.

"This……"

Ping He looked in amazement at the American tank stopped by Wu Qianli's guns, and his eyes widened suddenly, feeling unbelievable.

In an instant, Ping He even began to doubt whether his company commander was some military general or the reincarnation of an ancestor to have such a bizarre operation.

After all, in that era, superstition still dominated the mainstream, especially for those old men who had never read any books and only heard all kinds of outrageous stories told by Mr. Shu.

"There are two US tanks left, within 2 minutes, blind their eyes!"

Just when Ping He was in a daze, Wu Qianli, who was changing the best shooting position, happened to pass by him and said to him in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Ping He subconsciously accepted the order, and shook his head vigorously to shake off those weird thoughts. After all, it is most important to resolve the battle first.

"Kill them and wipe them out! (Kill them, wipe them out!)"

Tommy, the deputy commander of the US tank company, once again blasted two volunteers with a shell, and roared loudly.

However, he does not seem to know the American tank that can hear his voice through the radio, and there is only one surviving one.

"Da da da da da..."

Taking advantage of the fact that the U.S. tank had just blasted a shell and was about to reload, Yu Congrong immediately fired a submachine gun at the iron skin of the tank, desperately trying to attract the attention of the U.S. military.

"American devil, your grandfather and I are here, come and beat me if you have the ability."

After Yu Congrong fired a shuttle of bullets, he also understood that this place is not suitable to stay for a long time, so he immediately ran to the other side.

At this moment, the angry U.S. tank was really fooled. It turned around and blocked Yu Congrong's retreat with a shell.

After the smoke from the shell explosion dissipated, the machine gun loaded on the tank poured bullets desperately, pinning Yu Congrong in place.

At this time, the fire platoon fighter Tieniu, who had been prepared for a long time, carried the bazooka and fired the armor-piercing projectile at the rear of the US tank.

"call out--"

"Pong!"

However, just as Tieniu fired the rocket, the U.S. tank turned the angle of the body just to allow the rear armor to avoid it.

The rocket that flew straight out only hit the side armor of the US tank, leaving a small groove, and was ruthlessly bounced aside.

"No, the platoon leader is in danger!"

The firepower platoon made a mistake with Tieniu, and immediately installed new armor-piercing shells, wanting to continue to find American tanks.

However, another tank suddenly turned around and pinned him to the ground with a machine gun that spewed bullets frantically.

"Tie Niu, I hate you, uncle, you can shoot crookedly, bah!"

When Yu Congrong saw Tieniu's operation, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. It felt like playing support to control several people in a row, but his teammates gave you a big blow.

"Damn volunteer army, why not jump now? (Damn volunteer army, why not jump now?)"

Seeing Yu Congrong's situation, a smug smile finally appeared on Tommy's face.

While the tank machine guns blocked Yu Congrong's retreat, the steel tracks that kept crushing everything were also approaching Yu Congrong's flesh and blood.

Yu Congrong tried his best to observe the direction of retreat, but at this moment he could only lie on the spot tightly, and the flying bullets made him dare not move at will.

Compared with the steel tracks approaching from a short distance away, the dark muzzle is obviously more threatening. At this moment, the tank barrel is slowly moving, intending to aim at Yu Congrong's direction.

"boom!"

"Pong-"

Accompanied by a crisp gunshot, a bullet hit the small observation window of the US tank with a slanted trajectory, and broken glass splattered everywhere in an instant.

Wu Qianli, who was hit by a single shot, did not stop for a moment, and directly changed the angle and position, aiming at another tank.

"Fuck you! Why are all these sharpshooters of the Volunteer Army haunted? (How are these sharpshooters of the Volunteer Army haunted?)"

After losing his observation field of vision, Tommy, who was slowly moving the fort to aim at Yu Congrong, couldn't continue, so he could only curse loudly.

At this time, the U.S. tank machine gun was just in time for reloading. Yu Congrong seized the opportunity and immediately got up and ran.

"Bam—"

"boom!"

Another tank also focused on Yu Congrong, and the shells fired at high speed directly hit Yu Congrong not far in front of him, knocking him down on the snow.

"His grandma's, I'm not a sweet potato, why are they all coming towards me?"

Yu Congrong rubbed his dizzy head in pain, looked at the US tanks that continued to approach him, and cursed in a low voice.

"boom!"

Wu Qianli found the right position, and without hesitation, fired another shot at the US tank.

"Pong-"

The flying bullets instantly splashed sparks on the armor of the US tank, but only left a small dent before being bounced away weakly.

Wu Qianli, who missed a single shot, was not at all discouraged. After all, it was a difficult operation to hit the small observation window, and it was normal to miss it.

However, as the tank gradually moved, Wu Qianli only hit the armor of the tank with three shots.

Just as Wu Qianli was looking for a location and was about to continue shooting, Ping He accurately captured the faint reflection of the US army's observation glass for a moment, and immediately raised his hand to shoot.

"Pong-"

The small glass window was shattered into countless pieces by bullets in an instant, and the only two remaining US tanks were blinded.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The U.S. tanks, which had lost their field of vision, were still shooting at the front indiscriminately, and the roar of the machine guns never stopped, but the aim was very moving.

"Don't waste your ammunition, stick your head out to observe, and fight them to the end!

Tommy, the deputy commander of the U.S. tank company, felt that the demon-like armor-piercing projectile was gone, and then he felt a little more at ease, and he summoned up the courage to continue fighting.

After a while, a small iron cover on the upper part of the US tank was lifted, and half of Tommy's body stuck out inside.

And he is also equipped with binoculars to observe all around, providing new vision for the US gunners and drivers.

"No, the volunteers touched the back and immediately turned 45 degrees to the left! (No, the volunteers touched the back and immediately turned 45 degrees to the left!)"

Not long after Tommy poked his head out, he saw several volunteer soldiers holding a bazooka touch their backs, and immediately patted the body armor and shouted loudly.

"boom--"

After a gunshot, Tommy, who was still shouting a reminder just now, suddenly had a blood hole between his eyebrows.

He stared wide-eyed, biting the armor of the tank with his hands a little unwillingly, but his body still fell down slowly.

"I don't know what's wrong."

Wu Qianli looked at Tommy who had become a dead body, snorted coldly, and said in a low voice.

Wu Qianli, who can even break the observation glass of a tank, hits a human head that pops out, just like a living target.

Just when Wu Qianli turned his gun and wanted to shoot down another American tank with its head sticking out, Ping He fired first, and a precise bullet sent the American soldier to the west.

Under these successive changes, the remaining surviving US troops were obviously panicked.

They never thought that the situation where several of their heavy tanks were chasing the volunteers would turn into a comprehensive disadvantage now.

In a panic, the remaining two tanks turned around and rushed towards the volunteers in front of them. Both their machine guns and shells were aimed at the volunteers blocking them, as if they had the idea of ​​retreating.

"His grandma, I have been bombarded by you for so long, you can leave if you want, there is no way!"

While cursing, Yu Congrong picked up the bazooka and fired it at the rear armor of the moving US tank.

"call out--"

"boom!"

The U.S. tank, which was in a panic, was hit by a single shot and exploded together with the fuel tank and shells inside the tank, and the entire tank turned into a burning steel wreck.

The other tank was more fortunate, and the two rockets it fired hit its front and side armor without causing substantial damage, but its retreat path happened to hit the direction it came from.

"Since they all came here, I'm not going to be polite."

Wu Qianli murmured while lying on the original snow. When the American tank approached only a few steps away, he immediately jumped up and quickly climbed onto the American tank.

However, at this moment, the small observation glass window of the U.S. tank was broken, and no one dared to stick their heads out, so the U.S. military did not find Wu Qianli, but continued to run forward like a headless fly.

Wu Qianli, who climbed onto the top of the US tank, immediately pulled off their top cover with his hands, bit open the tab of a grenade, quickly threw it in, and immediately closed the cover.

"No, it's a grenade, crawl out! (No, it's a grenade, crawl out!)"

The U.S. soldiers inside saw the water stream bullets emitting white smoke being thrown in, and they broke out in a cold sweat and exclaimed loudly.

However, when they tried to climb out in a panic, the top cover was firmly held down by Wuqianli.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, Wu Qianli's body was also shaken by the internal explosion, and the American soldiers inside were instantly torn into blood clots by the shrapnel exploded by the grenade.

"His grandma, finally cleaned up all these iron lumps."

Yu Congrong looked at Wu Qianli's figure, cast admiring glances, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other side, the U.S. troops who went to the assault gun platoon were also beaten by Mei Sheng and others who were ambushed, and the U.S. troops who resisted hastily were wiped out.

"Ding——congratulations to the host for completing the task of shining the sword, in order to obtain the enhanced version of the bonus experience card of one shot and one hit, and the enhanced version of the bonus experience card of armor-piercing bullets."

"After the enhancement, the time of the experience card is extended to 5 minutes, and an additional effect is added-the shooting distance is doubled!"

At this time, the cold system notification sound echoed in Wu Qianli's mind again. Hearing the magical effect introduced to him by the system, he suddenly burst into ecstasy.

The original effect is already so strong, and now that it has been strengthened, he dares to lead a US tank battalion of the seventh interspersed company of hard steel!

"Well, I just don't know if there is any new progress for the main force of our volunteer army on the front line."

Wu Qianli looked at the direction of the main force of the Ninth Corps, and said with a little emotion.

However, at this moment, the Ninth Corps of the Volunteer Army is launching an extremely violent breakthrough, which is about to tear apart the crumbling defense line of the US military...

(End of this chapter)