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Chapter 11 Heavy Artillery

"Hit!" In this situation, Xu Feng had no choice but to give the order to start a battle, and in an instant, rifles and machine guns opened fire together, and the long-lost gunfire sounded on the battlefield, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was immediately filled with all around.

The first to bear the brunt of the observers, perhaps only cadres in the volunteer army wear binoculars, the soldiers think that those in the US military who hold binoculars to look east and west must also be officials, so they all regard them as targets. It's just a pity for the observers, except for one tank who nimbly hid in the turret and closed the roof and escaped with one life, the rest were all killed by several bullets.

The fighters were all happy, but I was the only one waiting, holding the rifle in my hand motionlessly, staring closely at the car tires magnified several times through the scope, watching the car reverse and retreat, then turn and turn around, just then I pulled the trigger, and with a gunshot the whole car lost its center of gravity and rolled on the ground.

Several U.S. soldiers were thrown away on the spot, falling to the ground and unable to move, and those who were not thrown off were also crushed under the car and screamed. At the same time, the overturned car also crossed the middle of the road, blocking the path of one car and two tanks behind.

At this time, to the surprise of the soldiers, these American troops could have easily pushed the car away with tanks to clear the way forward, if it was a puppet army, they would definitely do it, but these American troops in front of them did not.

The U.S. troops in the car quickly jumped down, some lying under the car and setting up machine guns to strafe fire, while others braved the hail of bullets and ran to the overturned car to rescue the wounded. The two tanks stopped at the same time, turned their turrets and fired at the positions of the volunteers, and the machine guns on the tanks also fired bullets at our positions. Even the four cars that had managed to escape saw the situation and drove back to join the battle.

The U.S. military has embodied their humane side, although their overall combat effectiveness is not high, but they attach great importance to life, and at the same time, they also advocate individual heroism, so they can often exert extraordinary combat effectiveness at the moment of life and death.

Although there is one battalion of the Volunteer Army, all three companies are missing, and the whole battalion is less than 200 people. And the U.S. army also has about 100 people, so we don't have much advantage in terms of strength, plus the U.S. military has all automatic and semi-automatic equipment in its hands, so the soldiers can't even raise their heads for a while.

But in the modern battlefield, it is not individual heroism that can make or break a war, so I squinted and aimed my crosshair at the Heavy hiding under the car, but after a slight pause, I shifted the crosshair up to the car's fuel tank.

"Bang!" hit the nail on the head, but to my surprise, it didn't explode! It was just a small hole in the fuel tank, and the gasoline leaked out, pouring it on the machine gunner hiding next to him.

This also alerted the two machine gunners to grab their machine guns and climb out. But it was too late, I had the M1C in my hand, and I fired two more shots into the tank without pulling the leash.

"Boom!" A ball of orange-yellow fireball finally exploded, and several ignited American soldiers screamed and rolled wildly on the snow, and the American soldiers next to them also held snow blocks to help extinguish the fire, but all this seemed to be to no avail.

Finally, after I burst the fuel tank of another car, the Americans began to retreat under the cover of two tanks. Xu Feng was going to order the pursuit, but was stopped by me, how to say that I am also a deputy battalion commander now, and I also have the right to speak.

The tank may not be a big deal at night, but in the daytime when there is infantry cover, especially for volunteers who do not have anti-tank weapons, it is very difficult to rush up and blow it up. Not to mention the fact that our positions were detected by enemy scouts, so ...... next

As soon as I had the idea, a cannonball exploded not far away with a piercing whistling sound, and the dirt kicked up like a wave towards me. The fighters soon became aware of the enemy's shelling and plunged into their dugouts.

The sound of the cannon "boom ......" came one after another, and the ground under my ass shook like an earthquake, and the crumbling earth fell on my head, and I suspected that if a shell hit me directly above me, I would be buried alive by the crumbling earth.

This Yankee's cannon is really powerful, the sound alone is unbearable, even if I cover my ears tightly with both hands, I still clearly feel a burst of muffled sound constantly hitting the eardrums, and the cannon sound finally stopped for a long time, but my ears are still buzzing, and my head is dizzy. There seemed to be a few drops of sweat left on his face, and when he touched it with his hand, it was red blood, and after careful examination, he realized that it was flowing from his ears.

Pushing away the debris piled up under his feet, he finally stumbled out of the bombed bomb shelter, and when he saw that there was a feeling of getting lost, the original trees and grass were all blown up, the trench was blown into a small ditch, and the high and low places all changed to a different look, as if he had performed a great shift to another world.

I estimated the position of the soldiers next to me and dug up, and after a while I dug out two people, one was hit in the head by shrapnel and died, and the other was wounded and fainted. Look at the rest of the places are all the same, either crawling out or being dug up, and they all stagger and can't stand on their feet after getting up. The fortifications that had been painstakingly built in the middle of the night were thrown into disarray after only a few dozen minutes of shelling.

At this time, I remembered that the last time I intercepted the American troops, the shelling I was subjected to was not so bad, but when I thought about it, I quickly understood that the American troops were intercepted in North Korea, where most of the mountains could not be deployed in a large area, but near this Seoul there was a large open field, and hundreds of heavy artillery guns fired thousands of shells at the same time, and the destructive power caused by it was incomparable.

Looking at the dilapidated fortifications and dozens of soldiers who died under the heavy artillery, I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration in my heart, no wonder the casualties of the American troops in the battle to aid Korea would be much lower than the casualties of the volunteers. In fact, the U.S. military doesn't need to fight us at all, all they have to do is find our position and then bombard our positions indiscriminately......