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

After speaking, he changed into Smith's voice again, and continued: "I am Major General Smith."

"Sir, we"

But before the other end of the communication area finished speaking, Lin Zhan directly interrupted angrily: "I have already contacted General MacArthur. The general does not allow us to retreat. To retreat is treason!"

"God... who knows what he's thinking?"

"We have no choice but to fight with our backs!"

The other end of the communicator fell silent, and responded after a long time: "Yes! Sir!"

After hanging up the communication, Lin Zhan heaved a long sigh of relief, and Wu Qianli and Yu Congrong next to him looked at each other and gave him a thumbs up.

"Let's go!" Lin Zhan said with a smile.

As soon as the three of them stepped down from the tower, they found that the surrounding area was empty, and there were no soldiers from the Seventh Company at all.

"Where are people?" Lin Zhan was slightly taken aback.

Wu Qianli chuckled and said, "At night, everyone, look around the airport to see if you can find any U.S. military planes that haven't been blown up!"

Yu Congrong was also looking forward to it: "Linzi, if we can find a US bomber, the task of blowing up the Shuimen Bridge will be within reach?"

Hearing what the two said, Lin Zhan rolled his eyes angrily, shook his head and said, "The commanders of the US military are not fools. The same method may not work the second time..."

The success of the last Linzhan air strike was entirely due to the use of the inertia of the US military's thinking.

But with the lessons learned from the past, how could the U.S. military fall twice in the same place?

Even if there were actually undamaged U.S. bombers in Xiajieyu, the U.S. commander would notice something was wrong as soon as Lin Zhan's bomber approached the Water Gate Bridge, and he would directly launch a wave of ground-to-air strikes!

You must know that, apart from reconnaissance aircraft, there are almost no aircraft that operate alone in the US military.

Even reconnaissance planes are mostly in groups of two.

What's more, how can there be a reconnaissance plane patrolling above the head of their own position?

The last time, the U.S. military never thought that their combat opportunities would fall into the hands of the enemy.

With this in mind, Lin Zhan hastily said, "Don't waste your efforts, even if there are intact American fighter jets, they can't take off successfully without an airstrip..."

"Let the soldiers rest for a while, let's get ready to go!"

Hearing what he said, Wu Qianli just shrugged, not too disappointed.

In the final analysis, he just wanted to use air strikes to effectively complete the mission while minimizing his own casualties.

Since this method doesn't work, let Qilian's knife go directly into the enemy's heart as usual!

Yu Congrong suddenly pointed to the helicopter that was blown up by Lin Zhan on the tarmac next to the tower, and said with emotion: "This thing is their new equipment, it can go straight up and down, when can we drive our own? Must be stronger than them!"

Yu Congrong's words directly silenced the three of them at the same time.

After a while, Lin Zhan patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't worry! It will happen sooner or later! Don't say it's a plane that goes straight up and down, even if it's an aircraft carrier, we can build something better and stronger than them!"

Hearing Lin Zhan's words, Wu Qianli and Yu Congrong showed anticipation on their faces at the same time.

While talking, the three of them walked to a tent. Two soldiers of the Seventh Company walked into the tent carrying an American soldier lying on a stretcher whose chest was bloody and bloody from bomb fragments.

The three of them entered in a file, and Wu Qianli ordered: "Go and gather all of our people, organize the equipment, and prepare to go!"

"Yes!"

The two soldiers took the order to leave, and Yu Congrong suddenly added: "By the way, ask the people from the health team to help him treat the wound."

"Yes!"

After the two soldiers left, Yu Congrong walked to the corner of the tent, patted Wu Wanli who was wrapped in a quilt and chewing gum, and asked with a smile, "How many are there? Almost twenty?"

Lin Zhan took the cigarette from Wu Qianli.

The two lit the same match, took a breath, and looked at Wu Wanli with a smile.

Wu Wanli just glanced at Yu Congrong, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter anymore, I want you all to go home alive!"

Wu Wanli's words silenced several people.

For a moment, the only sound left in the tent was the American soldier moaning in pain.

"Will do!"

Yu Congrong patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder, then turned and left.

Lin Zhan stared at Wu Wanli, took a puff of his cigarette, and then left the tent, "Each platoon reports the number of casualties."

In a large military tent, the backbone of the Seventh Company gathered together, Mei Sheng spoke in a hoarse voice.

Lin Zhan squinted his eyes, this was also his concern.

"A platoon of thirteen people..."

Yu Congrong took out a small stack of cloth strips, each of which recorded the name, age, family situation, and location of a soldier of the Seventh Company.

Wu Qianli, who was holding a water cup found in a US military tent and sucking hot water, froze.

Putting down the water glass, he took the cloth strip silently.

"Eleven people in the second platoon..."

Feng Xiaodao also handed over a stack of cloth strips, Lin Zhan's eyes were fixed.

Since he took over the second platoon, except for the Battle of Changjin Lake and this time the Battle of Xiajieyuli, there has been almost no attrition.

But war is war, and sacrifice is the norm.

"Three platoons reduce staff to eight people"

"Fourth platoon downsizing by [-] people..."

When Lei Suisheng handed over the last stack of cloth strips, everyone was slightly taken aback.

Because everyone didn't expect... the artillery platoon suffered the most casualties!

It stands to reason that the artillery platoon is responsible for setting up artillery positions in the rear for long-range fire strikes.

In previous battles, the artillery platoon was often the team with the least casualties.

The first platoon, which is the firepower platoon, suffered the most serious losses.

But this time, it was quite different from usual.

Because of Lin Zhan, the combat effectiveness and firepower of the second row are no less than those of the first row. With the second row sharing the pressure at the front, the losses of the first row will be reduced a lot. : "Fucking American devils, we are being watched by a heavy fire platoon of the US military. They have been hiding in the dark until the large forces rush to the front, and then suddenly attack!"

"Fortunately, Battalion Commander Zhang is close, otherwise our artillery platoon would have fallen this time!"

Lin Zhan narrowed his eyes.

It seems that among the American soldiers, not all of them are reckless with a brain full of muscles.

Listening to each platoon's report on the situation of the casualties, the backbones of the Seventh Company fell silent, with serious expressions on their faces.

A total of forty-seven people... This is equivalent to reducing the number of people in a platoon!

But Lin Zhan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Because he knew very well that without his presence, this number would only be even greater!

In the original plot, after the end of the battle in Xiajieyu, Qilian lost a total of [-] people!

You know, there are only one hundred and fifty-seven people in the entire Seventh Company!

All along, Lin Zhan's tense nerves relaxed a little bit.

Although it was impossible for the Seventh Company to return home intact, with his influence, the losses of the entire Seventh Company have been greatly reduced.

"Captain!"

When Mei Sheng wanted to say something, Lin Zhan spoke first.

Wu Qianli wrapped it in a cloth and put it away, raised his head slightly, and everyone focused their eyes on Lin Zhan.

Lin Zhan took a deep breath, and said slowly with a serious expression, "I apply to command the Battle of Shuimen Bridge!"

There was a look of surprise on everyone's face!

Because unconsciously, everyone would consult Lin Zhan for every action plan of the Seventh Company.

I can hear what he means...

It seems to want the absolute command of the entire Seventh Company?

Wu Qianli stared at Lin Zhan without opening his mouth.

Everyone knows that Lin Zhan has many ghost ideas and is extremely capable in combat.

But the command of the Seventh Company is, after all, related to the lives of a hundred soldiers, and they need a reason.

Lin Zhan stood up slowly and said with firm eyes, "I want to take you all home alive!"

The faces of several people were all together, and Wu Qianli showed an (ahfe) smile, nodded heavily and said: "Okay!"

Ten minutes later, the Seventh Company set off as a whole. Before setting off, when Lin Zhan and the others passed by a tent, Wu Wanli suddenly stopped, staring at a wall of the tent, dazed in a daze.

Yu Congrong asked him to push aside angrily, and said with a smile: "Look at your talent!"

After finishing speaking, I saw that he also set his eyes on the wall.

Wu Qianli and Lin Zhan walked into the tent side by side, Wu Qianli kicked Yu Congrong's ass, and the two also looked at the wall.

I saw an oil painting pasted there, in which was a western beauty in scantily dressed clothes, who happened to be smiling sweetly, with a captivating smile on her face.

Lin Zhan shook his head and smiled, "Commander, when the battle is over, you have to find a beautiful wife for Wan Li!"

Wu Qianli curled his lips, and then said with a smile: "Don't say it's him! When we go back alive, I will assign a wife to each of the soldiers of the Seventh Company!"

"You blow it!"

Lei Suisheng walked over from behind, and said angrily, "If you had that ability, you would have left a successor for your old Wu's family long ago!"

Wu Qianli sneered, patted Lin Zhan on the shoulder and said, "Our Lin Zi is a handsome guy and an intellectual, if he is a matchmaker, why worry that we won't be able to get a wife?"

Lin Zhan touched his nose, coughed lightly and said, "Let's go!"

Qilian and his party set off in a mighty way. Wherever they passed, they saw their volunteer soldiers, and they all stopped to salute.

Everyone is very clear that they are fighting against the forest!

But even so, the faces of every soldier of the Seventh Company were filled with smiles and pride.