my battlefield my company

Chapter 305 Demons Block and Kill Demons, Ghosts Block and Kill Ghosts, People Block and Kill

Wu Zhonghua shouted: "Xu Zheyou, Zhou Youcai."

"Sir!"

Xu Zheyou and Zhou Youcai came out.

Now that Yan Zhi is not here, Wu Zhonghua, as the deputy company commander of the Chinese Independent Company, is the highest officer of the Independent Company.

"The two of you stay here, you don't have to go up. This battle is fierce. Our independent company must show our national prestige. Everyone must fight to the end and go all out to write the legend of Chinese soldiers with our blood. If we All died on the battlefield, Xu Zheyou and Zhou Youcai, you must take good care of the injured brothers, and don't lose the prestige of our Chinese Independent Company."

"Sir!" Xu Zheyou, a strong man with wet eyes, said, "We will live and die together..."

Wu Zhonghua yelled angrily: "Xu Zheyou, listen to labor and management!"

Xu Zheyou: "Yes, sir!"

Zhou Youcai wept.He knew how dangerous the brothers who went up were in the face of the enemy's dead soldiers.

"The two of you stay here. Once our brothers who went up cannot come back, you two will lead the rest of the brothers to act like an independent company. Even if there is only one person left in the end, you will not be able to dishonor the reputation of the Eastern Lion. .”

Wu Zhonghua shouted sharply: "Did you hear that!"

Xu Zheyou and Zhou Youcai: "Yes, sir!"

Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz's guard company commander was also mobilized before the battle, ready to go.

Wu Zhonghua pulled out his pistol: "All brothers who go up, check the ammunition and weapons. Although the pistol is not a big threat to the dead soldiers, it can save lives at critical times!"

Soldiers check pistol ammunition again.

Wu Zhonghua went on to say: "The lives and glory of all of us are bestowed by Officer Yan. Since we followed him, we have begun to look like humans, from rotten people to warriors. We follow Yan The chief is invincible, demons block and kill demons, people block and kill, ghosts block and kill ghosts.

We show our power to the world, and revitalize our country and military.

Since the Normandy landing, although almost half of the soldiers of our independent company were injured, none of them died. This is the military miracle created by Chief Yan leading us.

We have demonstrated national prestige and military prestige, so that the soldiers of the world dare not underestimate the passionate men of our Chinese nation.

We defeated the 116th Infantry Company of the Japanese American Army, and let the Japanese lose face;

We did not lose the wind during the arm-wrestling process with the E company of the world's strongest paratrooper company, which made them look at us with admiration;

We were invincible in the Normandy landing, which made the Germans frightened and the Allies cheered for us. "

Wu Zhonghua is a rough man. Although he has no culture, he is strong and upright. The blood of the soldiers mobilized before the war was full of blood.

Wu Zhonghua lightly hit the steel pipe in his hand with a Nepalese machete: "China's independent company!"

The soldiers drew out their Nepalese scimitars one by one, lightly touched the steel pipes or wooden sticks, and said in unison: "Chinese Brotherhood!"

Although the independent company that is about to go to the battlefield has less than 50 people, it is far more imposing than the full-staffed guard company of the 3rd Airborne Brigade.

"Brothers, let's go, let those who underestimate us see how powerful we are!" Wu Zhonghua shouted loudly, striding forward, "If I die, Fang You will take over my command. If Fang You dies, Ma Ben picks up, Ma Ben dies, Fan Xiaosi picks up, Jiao Dalei, Li Dazui, Dai Laifu pick up in order, even if there is only one person left in the battle, we have to show the morale of our independent company."

"Yes, sir!"

The 46 soldiers of the independent company agreed in unison, followed Wu Zhonghua and walked towards the battlefield.

Whether it was intentional or not, Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz's guard company and independent company marched side by side. They were all tall and strong, and the soldiers of the independent company were almost a head shorter than them. Both are two sets smaller.

Captain Martin Weghorn, the company commander, was like a giant. He was at least two meters tall, his arms were almost thicker than Fan Xiaosi's waist, and he was holding a steel cup thicker than a meter long teacup in one big hand. Stick, full of hormones, like a giant beast, walking in front of the team, Wu Zhonghua, who was walking side by side with him, could feel the slight vibration of the ground every time he took a step.

Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz looked smug at seeing his guard company marching side by side with the small independent company. Anyone who saw it would believe the guard led by Captain Martin Weghorn The company crushed the Chinese independent company.

What he said just now has already firmly stated that the commander of the German 702nd Infantry Division, Major General Jaron Richardson, was killed by his 3rd Airborne Brigade. This credit already belongs to him, and no one can take it away.

Standing on the battlefield with white blades, after the initial fear and anxiety, the Allied soldiers have no way to retreat, they can only stand up and fight, but the weapons in their hands are only rifles and bayonets that cannot cause damage to the enemy. Facing dead soldiers, they Falling into a natural disadvantage from the very beginning.

There are corpses everywhere on the ground, there are various ways to die, there are stumps and arms everywhere, weapons are everywhere, and blood plasma has almost covered the entire land.

The ice that had formed at night melted under the warmth of the sun and the flames of war, turning into a blood-colored mud, with bullet casings mixed in the blood and bubbling.

Fortunately, Lieutenant Colonel Robert Cole was brave and good at fighting. He led a platoon of soldiers to temporarily block the momentum of the dead soldiers.

The dead soldiers waved their long knives together like a group of demons dancing wildly, causing a bloody storm in the densely populated place of the Allied soldiers. There were stumps and broken arms everywhere on the ground. Wherever their long knives passed, they were all severed limbs or weapons. .

About to rush into the group of dead soldiers, Wu Zhonghua shouted loudly: "Brothers, when facing the enemy, don't compare brute force with the enemy. We must give full play to our flexible advantages. The moves that the chief taught us in China can now be used. Waiting for an opportunity to get close to these dead soldiers, so that their long knives are useless, you can hit them on the head with an iron rod, or directly chop off their heads with a Nepalese machete and kick them as a ball!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Zhonghua rushed forward to avoid the long knife that was swept across the waist by a dead soldier, and slammed the iron rod in his hand on the ankle of the dead soldier. With the sound of "click", Wu Zhonghua stood up He stood up, turned his body 180 degrees, drew a semi-circular arc with the Nepalese scimitar in his hand, chopped off the dead soldier's head, and kicked it into the air, shaking out the soft and disgusting ghost like a slug, and the dead soldier fell down. Next, the long knife in his hand was inserted into a dead body on the ground, blood splashed.

Seeing Wu Zhonghua kill a dead soldier as soon as he came up, the morale of the brothers in the independent company was greatly boosted, and they all learned Wu Zhonghua's style of play, first avoiding the sharp edge of the dead soldier, and then waiting for the opportunity to get close to them.

Captain Martin Weghorn of the 3rd Airborne Brigade hardened a dead soldier's long knife with an iron rod. Sparks flew everywhere, and a huge gap appeared in the long knife.

The dead soldier seemed to be fine, and the long knife in his hand slashed forward again. Captain Martin Weghorn raised the iron rod to meet him, but the long knife broke, and Captain Martin Weghorn followed and smashed the stick on the dead body. On the soldier's head, black-brown meat paste mixed with white skulls splashed around. The soft and disgusting thing was shaken out of the head, and it shrank and died quickly after seeing the sun. The dead soldier fell to the ground after his head was smashed flat.

In the temporary command post, Major General William C. Leigh and Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz, as well as all personnel of the Operations Department, watched every move on the battlefield with binoculars.

Wu Zhonghua's style of play is tantamount to targeting the weakness of the dead soldiers, waiting for an opportunity to kill them with a single blow.

And Captain Martin Weghorn's style of play is like using violence to control violence, which requires a strong and super-strong physique.

Major General William C. Lee felt that Wu Zhonghua's fighting style was simple and effective, and could save the soldiers' physical strength. The dead soldiers fought recklessly, waiting for an opportunity to get close to them, so that their long knives would lose their power, and then took the opportunity to smash their heads.

(End of this chapter)