Chapter 299: The Battle of the Highlands (3)
Chapter 299 The Battle of the Highlands (3)
When the first Yankee appeared in front of me, I threw all five of my remaining grenades on the trench in front of me, and one of them landed right at the feet of the fastest American soldier.
βShift!β The American soldier scolded with a sad face.
I looked at the horror that flashed in the soldier's eyes, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart - no way, who let you run the fastest? Don't run so fast on Huangquan Road.
The grenade has a delay of about four seconds, don't look at this short time, for the fleeing American troops, these four seconds are enough for twenty or thirty people to jump into the trench in panic, and before they can react, an explosion sounded in the trench, and suddenly a bloody storm broke out in the trench.
The grenade exploded in the trench, and the shock wave spread very far, and the American soldiers who jumped into the trench were either killed on the spot or were blown away by the shock wave and fell to the ground.
The second group of American troops quickly jumped down, and I picked up the submachine gun and fired, but what I didn't expect was that although the submachine gun fired a lot of bullets, it had no penetrating power at all, and all the bullets in one magazine were blocked by the two nearest American soldiers, and it could not hit other enemies at all.
After a pause, several M1s were pointed at me, and I dared to shrink my head. "Bang bang bang bang......" A series of gunshots rang out, and clusters of small flowers kept bursting on the ground in front of the bomb shelter!
It was terrible, and I knew that those American troops must be shooting at me at the same time, and when they came in front of me, it would be the end of my life. At this moment, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in front of the air-raid shelter, and an American soldier panicked when he fled, and jumped right in front of my air-raid shelter.
Because he was afraid of hurting his own people, the gunshots outside the cave were silent. I would not have missed such a good opportunity, pulled out the box cannon and slammed forward, knocking the American soldier at the entrance of the hole into the trench. Before those U.S. troops could react, they raised the box cannon and fired a few shots, and the three U.S. soldiers fell in response. At this time, I suddenly found myself in the middle of a pile of American soldiers, and there were steel helmets of American GIs wearing helmets everywhere, and the dirty and torn cotton hat on my head looked particularly dazzling in the sun.
What a mistake, knowing how to pick up a gun and knowing how to pick up a grenade, how could you forget to pick up a steel helmet......
β*!β The American soldier who I hit in the trench quickly came to his senses and suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed my neck. Yankee's strength is so great that I just felt like I was suffocating my breath and my eyes were black and I almost fainted.
βHeiyou!β Another U.S. soldier spotted me wearing a different uniform and stabbed me with a bayonet......
Is that the end of the game? I sighed in my heart, it's really tiring to live in this world, and now it can finally be over. Seeing the bayonet in front of me reflecting the dazzling sunlight approaching me, I didn't know why I didn't know why I was completely scared, but I felt a sense of relief all over my body!
"Yikes!" I didn't believe it was my own name, and I didn't know where I got the strength, I threw away the box cannon with my right hand and stretched it back to buckle the head of the American soldier behind me, and then threw him to the front with a back fall.
"Flutter!" With a thud, the bayonet stabbed him in the back, revealing half of the bloody tip on his chest, and at the moment before he died, his blue eyes were wide with disbelief and terror, and the twitching corners of his mouth and clenched fists seemed to indicate his painful struggle.
Realizing that he had stabbed his own man, the American soldier with the bayonet couldn't help but be stunned, but before he could quickly draw the bayonet, I rushed forward and hugged him, and with a creak, he broke his neck. I felt the soft sound and vibration of my neck as it broke, and my throat itched; Feeling the huge body in my arms slowly lose its vitality and slowly fall, my heart beat wildly involuntarily.
But I didn't have time to think about the battlefield, so I picked up the rifle with a bayonet on the ground and took advantage of the situation, set up another rifle that was stabbing at me in front of me, and then with a slash of both hands, the bayonet flashed a cold light and cut the neck of the American soldier in front of me in an arc.
The steel helmet strap split in half, swaying loosely at his chin. Blood rushed out, he desperately covered his neck with both hands, his eyes looked at me fiercely with green light, he opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out, only let out a cooing sound and spit out mouthfuls of bubbling blood, and then fell to his knees in pain......
I didn't dare to look at his face anymore, and with a swing of my bayonet, I pinned an American soldier with an M3 submachine gun to the ground behind me. I threw my rifle because I couldn't guarantee that there were bullets in the gun, and if I didn't, I would have to die if I faced a submachine gun at such a short distance.
Then I rolled in the trench twice in succession, picked up the submachine gun and fired a fan at the surrounding American troops, and the fleeing American soldiers around me were shot one after another and fell, and the blood stained the snow around me red.
Suddenly, a bayonet blocked my spinning submachine gun, and there was a sonorous sound of bullets in my hand, and I didn't care about 3721 picking up the empty gun and smashing it......
"It's me! Toilet...... The Yankees have been repelled by us! β
A familiar voice made my hands stop in mid-air, and then I realized that I was back in the ranks of the volunteers, and then I realized that the ragged cotton jackets and hats of the volunteers were so cute, and their dirty faces......
"Platoon Leader Cui ......" At this time, Jin Qiulian ran to me with a dusty face and said, "You, you...... You're not dead yet, are you? β
"What are you talking about? Curse me again? It took me a long time to come to my senses, and I glared at her dissatisfied, but what made me wonder how she felt that her eyes were a little red.
"Where's you?" After returning to the trenches, Huzi said dissatisfiedly: "We all thought you had sacrificed, but who knew that you suddenly came out again and knocked down a large number of American devils." β
"No, no!" I snorted my sore nose in embarrassment, and if I told my comrades that I fell asleep in the bomb shelter, it wouldn't make them laugh off their big teeth.
"Platoon Commander Cui!" Company Commander Zhang had bandages on his head, and walked over a little tiredly and said, "If you hadn't given them behind those Yankees this time, maybe we would have lost this position." But if you make such a mess, the Yankees will still steal chickens and rice. β
"But the American devils will not be willing to fail!" Company Commander Zhang continued: "We must hold the position, the people are in the position, we must not let the Yankees pass, even if we want to pass, we must step on our corpses!" β
"Yes!" The comrades-in-arms resolutely responded, and they all made up their minds to die.