Film and Television: From the Seventh Interlude Company to Forge Glory

"When did Platoon Leader Lin agree to be your godson?"

He Changgui muttered in a low voice, his voice was negligible on this battlefield full of artillery fire.

But Lei Suisheng, who was deaf in one ear, seemed to have a strong experience in the other ear, so he glanced back at him and said, "Isn't that a matter of time?"

He Changgui shrank his neck and said nothing.

Instead, he retreated to the rear and conducted another round of shelling with the artillery platoon soldiers.

"One more round!"

Wu Qianli and Battalion Commander Yang, who were hiding behind the bunker, had just finished a round of submachine gun fire.

After changing the magazine, they looked at each other, got up again, and fired wildly at the rushing US troops!

On the other side, Lin Zhan kicked Yu Congrong over, and he also rushed to the nearby bunker, cursing: "Are you looking for death?!"

Cold sweat appeared on Lin Zhan's forehead. He never expected that... Yu Congrong would almost die at this juncture!

It seems that because of his appearance, the fate trajectory of everyone in the original plot has changed!

Just now, if Lin Zhan hadn't kicked Yu Congrong away at the critical moment with his dynamic vision, I'm afraid this guy would have been beaten to pieces by the heavy machine guns of the US military!

Yu Congrong supported the helmet on his head, smiled at Lin Zhanshan, then pulled his neck and shouted behind him: "Pinghe!"

On their side of the battlefield, there are two heavy machine gun bunkers, shooting frantically, killing the lives of the soldiers of the Reaper Volunteer Army.

Behind a slope in the distance, Ping He stood against the hail of bullets. After observing the situation on the battlefield with his head, he shouted behind him: "Bazooka!"

Then a fighter got up directly from behind another hill and threw a bazooka over.

Ping He caught it steadily, and the whole person fell into absolute calmness and concentration. He got up and only aimed for a moment, and then fired directly!

"Bang...Boom!"

The shell came out and hit one of the bunkers with precision, directly blowing up the devils inside, the heavy machine gun, and the American flag planted on it to the sky!

Seeing this scene, Yu Congrong grinned, and continued to attack with the probe.

Lin Zhan took a deep breath, took out a fully assembled grenade gun from the storage space while no one was paying attention to him, raised his hand, and shot towards another bunker, "Woo...Boom!"

The bunker was blown to pieces, and without the firepower of heavy machine guns, the soldiers of the Seventh Company drove straight in like a broken bamboo!

At the same time, Wu Wanli, who was hiding behind a bunker, observed for a while...

After taking out a few grenades, he raised his hand and threw one out.

"boom!"

The grenade landed precisely behind an American heavy artillery, blowing several artillerymen out.

Wu Wanli kept moving his hands, threw another grenade, and after blowing up another cannon point, he flew towards the side.

His movements are extremely fast, and every time he changes a position, he will throw a throw. In just a moment, all the heavy artillery in the US military position are all dumb!

"Da da da……"

Intensive gunfire sounded after itself!

Wu Qianli and Battalion Commander Yang were startled, subconsciously retreated behind the bunker, and turned the guns behind them.

After discovering that it was not the enemy army but Lin Zhan, they breathed a sigh of relief. When they saw the side view, a few American corpses had just fallen, and they all cast grateful glances at Lin Zhan.

Since the First Marine Division had just arrived at Xiajieyuli Airport, it had not yet had time to send troops to reinforce the outer positions.

So there are not many US troops here.

After solving the heavy firepower, the remaining US troops were directly defeated by volunteers surging from all directions.

The battle didn't last long. In less than [-] minutes, the Volunteers had already captured the outer positions of the US military.

The Seventh Company and the Artillery Battalion also managed to completely control the US artillery positions.

As the battle draws to a close...

Seeing Battalion Commander Yang single-handedly rushing into the US military's position headquarters, and heard several gunshots from inside.

Wu Qianli's pupils shrank, and he shouted worriedly: "Old Yang!"

As he spoke, he was about to rush over, but was stopped by Lin Zhan next to him.

The gunfire in the camp has completely subsided, and everything has settled down, and they have won a big victory.

Lin Zhan had a cigarette in his mouth, lit it on the burning wood next to him, took a puff and said with a smile: "Battling Commander Yang is also a veteran after all, I have some confidence in him!"

Wu Qianli frowned, and was about to say something when he saw Battalion Commander Yang walking out of the headquarters with a smile, holding the Browning M1911 that was given to him before the battle. He thumped Wu Qianli's shoulder and said, "Thanks to the fact that we have known each other for so long, you still don't understand me better than Brother Lin Zhan!"

Wu Qianli breathed a sigh of relief. He was also concerned just now, but he was in a mess. Seeing that Battalion Commander Yang was fine, he began to command the soldiers of the Seventh Company to help the artillery battalion clean up the battlefield and sort out the captured supplies.

"Turn the cannon! Aim in the direction of Xiajieyu-ri Airport!"

Battalion Commander Yang raised his arms and shouted, and all the soldiers of the artillery battalion took action one after another.

After helping the artillery battalion gather all the heavy artillery together and turn all the guns to Xiajieyuli Airport, Wu Qianli patted Battalion Commander Yang on the shoulder and shouted loudly: "Seventh Company!"

"Have!"

All the soldiers of the Seventh Company responded in unison.

Wu Qianli waved his hand, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, "Xiajieyuli direction, continue to attack!"

"Yes!"

Battalion Commander Yang looked at Wu Qianli, then at Lin Zhan, pulled out the Browning M1911 from his waist, handed it to Lin Zhan, and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

Lin Zhan took the gun and exchanged a glance with Wu Qianli.

The two waved their hands, and then chased after the Seventh Company without looking back.

When Yu Congrong ran past Battalion Commander Yang, he grinned at him and said, "Battalion Commander Yang, please!"

Battalion Commander Yang nodded and didn't speak. Watching the Seventh Company drift away, he suddenly shouted: "Lin Zhan!"

Lin Zhan in the distance turned his head suddenly, and saw Battalion Commander Yang slowly raised his hand and gave a thumbs up.

Lin Zhan smiled knowingly and returned a thumbs up.

The loud charge horn sounded, and along with the shouts of the soldiers, the soldiers of the Volunteer Army began their fearless charge.

"Stay in formation!"

Wu Qianli raised his head and shouted while running, and the team of the seventh company was arranged in an orderly manner.

The first row and the second row are the first to bear the brunt, and the third row is divided into two teams, on the left and right wings of the formation.

The artillery platoons are all behind, observing the surroundings at all times, looking for favorable artillery positions.

"One row and two rows! All follow Lao Yu! Go down!"

"Wanli! You follow Lei Gong!"

With the help of several soldiers, Lin Zhan ran with the Vulcan Cannon while giving orders.

The Vulcan Cannon itself weighs only more than [-] catties. Logically speaking, Lin Zhan can walk like flying with it.

But the problem is...

Not only the Vulcan cannon, but also the heavy magazine below!

There were nearly [-] bullets left in it!

Large-caliber armor-piercing projectiles are not light, combined with the weight of the Vulcan Cannon itself, it weighs nearly six hundred catties!

Even with Lin Zhan's physique, he couldn't move quickly while carrying it.

"Yes!"

The soldiers responded without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Zhan was not trying to grab the command of Wuqianli, but to point out the direction for the soldiers in the second row.

After all, after the seventh company cuts into the battlefield, he will conduct individual combat and has no time to command the second platoon.

"Keep a safe distance! Follow the bullet point of the artillery battalion!"

Wu Qianli ordered again, and Qilian had evolved into a dual-core team before it knew it.

Just let Wu Qianli's command pressure on the battlefield drop sharply, and the mobility of the rectification team has also been greatly improved.

As the instructor, Mei Sheng rushed to the front of the team and shouted: "Soldiers! Go!!!"

Artillery positions on the outskirts of the US military.

Battalion Commander Yang slowly put down the binoculars. After confirming the position of the friendly army, he took a deep breath and said loudly: "The attack direction of the seventh company! Keep a distance of [-] meters! Xu Jin barrage! Add five to the height! Seventeen to the left secret bit!"

Immediately, the soldiers of the artillery battalion conveyed his words, and all the artillerymen began to act one after another, calibrating the heavy artillery.

After each shell was loaded, Battalion Commander Yang waved his hand and shouted: "Let it go!

"Bang bang bang..."

I saw shells coming out one after another, drawing a beautiful parabola in the air, and bombarding the US military airport!

Inside the control tower in front of Xiajieyuli Airport.

US Major General Smith looked around and asked in a deep voice, "How is the situation now?

"We have been surrounded, the enemy is approaching very fast!" A voice of report came from the communicator in the tower.

Smith took a deep breath, turned around and ordered to several American soldiers in the tower, "Mobilize all forces to defend the airstrip!"

"I want to talk to Tokyo!"

"Yes!"

Several American soldiers responded.

Someone started to use the communicator to convey orders, and someone started to help him get in touch with Tokyo.

In Tokyo, a crowd is gathering at the parliament building to celebrate the so-called fifth year of peace.

The host just below shouted: "We have one person to thank for his 170-degree foresight to achieve this feat, and that is... General Douglas MacArthur!"

The phone rang suddenly.

Just about to go downstairs, MacArthur, who was on stage to give a speech, was stopped.

"General! Urgent news from the front!"