A Dream of Jinling Chapter 312 Solving the Cow (Twenty-Five)

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"Why should I take a dozen fighters to do some trick of hitting stones with eggs?" Wei Jianjun's mind without any emotion is purely rational in his judgment. Even if there was a reason in his head to choose to stop with only one step away, Wei Jianjun did not stop. The surface of the lake is pitch-black, the shore is miserable, only the military uniform in gray tones remains, the face is bloodless, and the world under the flare presents a strange color of black and white. In such a world, Wei Jianjun led a small force of more than a dozen people along a rather cautious route straight behind the flank of the U.S. federal army.

The gray U.S. Federal troops, though startled by the flares, seemed to have recovered from their panic quickly. Moreover, the commander of the US ** team did not retreat, and even tried to use these lights to continue the continuous attack on the third battalion. Wei Jianjun made such a judgment in his mind.

If these dozen people just waited and watched, in case the three battalions were annihilated and the Yankees turned back to besiege Wei Jianjun's troops, this squad would probably be a dead end. No matter how heroic they were, a dozen people were besieged by hundreds of people in the dark night, and there was really no reason to be spared.

The road is not far, and Wei Jianjun leads the way at the front of the team. No matter what kind of attack order was almost forced in his mind, Wei Jianjun did not have the slightest force in his execution. When it's time for the cat's waist to go, he will take the lead in the cat's waist, and when it's time to crawl forward, he will also take the lead in crawling forward. At first, the soldiers almost instinctively followed the company commander to complete the tactical movements, and then everyone soon found that the company commander's tactical movements were quite accurate. The march of the troops did not attract the slightest attention from the Yankees. At this time, the soldiers' admiration for the company commander Wei Jianjun arose spontaneously. Even faith has increased greatly.

The so-called sharpening knives do not mistake woodcutters, Wei Jianjun found that he had chosen the most secure route. However, there was no enemy obstruction on this route, so in a short time this small force was close to the flank of the American federal army.

Looking down from the slope, there are a group of American federal troops crouching on the white ground. As soon as he saw the shooting posture, Wei Jianjun's body gave birth to a feeling that bordered on ridicule. But this feeling is blocked out of the brain by the membrane that separates all emotions before it enters the brain.

Looking at the stragglers who were participating in the fierce counterattack of the Guangfu Army forty or fifty meters away, Wei Jianjun shouted: "Drop the bomb!" After giving the order, he took the lead in pulling out the shell, stood up, and threw it out against the Yankees' infantry line.

More than a dozen hand-held bullets exploded at close range on the Yankees' front, and then the Yankees were attacked by bullets. The fighters completely imitated Wei Jianjun's tactical movements, and after throwing a round of grenades, the troops climbed on the favorable terrain and fired at the Yankees according to the arrangement.

It can be seen that these Yankees never expected that they would suddenly be attacked from behind, and their panicked reactions did not surprise Wei Jianjun, and it is strange that the Yankees were not flustered. The troops were echeloned into a defensive position according to the pattern of a three-man combat group.

"Whether the Grim Reaper will harvest the Yankees first, or whether it will harvest our Liberation Army first...... this bet is worth seeing." A sentence of pure Spanish floated through Wei Jianjun's heart. In this state of no fear, Wei Jianjun even had the strength to calmly consider the results of the battle, including his own life.

But perhaps it was such a calm that he couldn't maintain it anymore, Wei Jianjun suddenly remembered something, this kind of miserable world reminded him of his mother's eyes. That was the first time he saw that feeling in his mother's eyes when Wei Jianjun wore a military school uniform when he was first admitted to the military academy and went home. It's not that his mother's eyes have changed color, but the feelings in those eyes have impressed Wei Jianjun deeply. All the family affection disappeared without a trace in that moment, and his mother just looked at Wei Jianjun in military uniform with a cold gaze. Wei Jianjun was impressed by that gaze, but he couldn't understand what kind of feelings his mother was in his heart at that time.

After the thought of this memory was fleeting, Wei Jianjun came up with a new thought, "If I die in battle here, I don't know what my mother's expression will be." ”

Just when he was almost self-deprecating when he was ignoring life and death, Wei Jianjun heard the sound of the charge suddenly remembering on the position of the Guangfu Army. The moment the trumpet sounded, all the machine guns intensified. The U.S. Federal Army, which had been disrupted by Wei Jianjun's squad, was swept up by bullets on the favorable terrain on which it depended.

At the moment when the Yankees' troops were overwhelmed by the torrential rain of bullets, the machine-gun fire stopped instantly. The infantry of the Liberation Army jumped out of position, their bayonets on their rifles flashing a cold cold light, and they pounced on the enemy.

"Follow me!" Wei Jianjun jumped up from the position and shouted at his throat. Without seeing how the fighters behind reacted, Wei Jianjun did not hesitate to launch a bayonet charge against the Americans like a large army that launched a bayonet battle.

It only took ten seconds for the galloping warriors to cross a distance of tens of meters, and when Wei Jianjun rushed to the chaotic formation of the U.S. federal army, all he saw was a group of panicked enemies. Wei Jianjun did not hesitate to pull the trigger on the enemy in front of him, and after the bullet in the chamber of the gun was fired, he clenched his rifle as he did in normal bayonet combat training, and stabbed the enemy on the left in the chest with a bayonet.

The American soldier to Wei Jianjun's right saw that his two comrades had been killed in an instant, and he let out a scream and turned his head and ran. A rifle fired a shot less than two meters from the back of the fleeing guy, and the bullet entered from behind the right chest, penetrated the guy's body, and then hit another U.S. federal soldier. The one who fired this shot was the second squad leader who rushed to Wei Jianjun's side, and like Wei Jianjun, he didn't care so much at all, and directly stabbed his gun into the lower abdomen of another Yankee. The Yankee was pained and grabbed the bayonet with his hand.

The leader of the second squad drew back the bayonet according to the training and shook it vigorously, and saw several severed fingers flying in the air. After regaining control of the bayonet, the second squad leader took out another enemy who was at a loss with another bayonet.

Being stabbed with a bayonet at such a close distance, the rest of the US Federal Army seems to have been stimulated a lot. I don't know who made a terrible scream first, turned around and ran. Other beauties also turned around and fled. A battle line of several hundred men collapsed in a very short time.

For a while, the gunfire resumed. The Liberation Army, which was in a superior position, fired at the Yankees in the back at close range as if they were executing. The Yankees who tried to escape death were slashed to the ground piece by piece by the scythe of death. It didn't take long for the battlefield to become empty, except for a few Yankees who fled first.