The vulture regiment to which the US 9th Army belongs is a unit with little combat effectiveness, and as soon as it comes into contact with this unit, Wei San feels wrong, these American soldiers are attacking in no order, and they are all straight, and they rush up the hill in a daze, making it clear that they are here to die, how can the 1st Cavalry Division be so weak?

In addition, judging from the weapons, these American soldiers who are 100 meters away from the trenches do not look like the first-class cavalry division, and now they finally understand that after fighting for a long time, it turns out that the vulture regiment is being cannon fodder!

Originally, the Americans are a country that advocates individual heroism, and there are always people who are bewitched by the movie, and want to be a hero, a person with a gun, rush to the position, and then after a period of brave fighting, he can reap the applause of his comrades, but what about the reality?

Chong rushed up, but left nearly a hundred corpses of heroes, and now he has become honest, and he will no longer rush forward when he retreats there, no matter who the commander of the first cavalry division is, this is using the vulture regiment as cannon fodder, Wei San admires this commander very much, and the dead friends are not dead and poor!

If you think about it carefully, the first cavalry division is expensive, and the death of one is the loss of the first cavalry division, how can you let the ace of the first cavalry division be the pioneer, of course, you have to send some stupid soldiers like outside the trenches.

The battle had been going on for more than ten minutes, and nearly 100 American GIs had been killed, but with just a wave of charge, these GIs did not dare to rush forward, throwing grenades from afar. It's good to be a hero, but it's not good to be a dead hero........

Jiang Yonghui loaded the Browning machine in his hand and said fiercely: "T mother, it turned out to be a bird with no feathers on its neck after beating for a long time, listen to Lao Tzu, now give Lao Tzu a backlash, and pluck the feathers on this bird's body!" Chop off its claws for me, too! ”

The regiment commander Zhang Weimin heard it clearly this time, picked up the crooked handle, changed the magazine, and yelled at everyone in the 358th regiment: "Say! The harvest season is coming, and the cones are rushing! ”

As soon as the charge sounded, the soldiers who were originally nesting in the trenches turned out of the trenches like tigers opening the gates, and Zhang Weimin's crooked handle suddenly swept a row of bullets and shouted: "Don't forget to keep the good things on your forehead!" ”

Okay~ A positional defense battle turned into a tough battle, the heroic behavior of the soldiers made the American GIs dumbfounded, and the GIs who were still filling the grenadiers were even more frightened, how did the form reverse? It was fine just now, why is it so tacit, isn't it good for you to wait for us to run out of bullets and withdraw by ourselves?

The American GIs fired a few shots, symbolically blocked, originally they were below, the bullets fired from the raised muzzle were not much accurate in a hurry, this row of bullets all flew to the sky, and when the bullets were finished, and then look at the volunteer soldiers, they were hit by two or three people, there was no time to get bullets, and there would be no time to get bullets at all, some clever ones had already fled down the hillside, it was too cost-effective to lose their lives for that little salary, not all of the soldiers were stupid hats, Three or four hundred fled in an instant, and the remaining four or five hundred still wanted to struggle, but there was no time.

The difference between the two sides is less than 100 meters, such a close distance, plus the volunteer soldiers are rushing down the slope, the speed is even faster, less than a minute, the two sides are fighting into a group, I didn't expect those soldiers to resist at all, the weapons and bullets ran out and threw them on the ground and surrendered with their heads.

There is no military integrity at all!

This is the difference between American soldiers and volunteers, American soldiers fight for money, and soldiers don't care how much you have a bullet, how many are as many as you want, and they run out? Then come back when the supplies are finished, and it will cost the US government money anyway.

It's a pity that this time the situation was too sudden, and they were captured by the volunteer soldiers without giving them a chance to replenish.

When Wei San rushed out of the position, he didn't chase those soldiers, he just went to put away the grenade, the grenade hidden here earlier was originally intended to fight a hard battle, but he didn't expect to meet such a bunch of waste, and made a big oolong, so Ma Youde acted as a mule and horse, and returned to the trench with the grenade.

"If I'm not mistaken, the first division should have appeared!" Wei San squatted down and put a box of American cigarettes in Ma Youde's jacket pocket and said.

Ma Youde took out the cigarette and looked at it, and refused: "Squad leader, I don't want ..... I'm not used to smoking American ....."

Wei San: "It's so hypocritical, take it, I promised you, you listen to me, it's not such a waste that will come, you unscrew the cover of the grenade, and the bullets are all filled for me, if you fight, don't be as cowardly as before, do you hear?" ”

Ma Youde nodded and said solemnly: "I know the squad leader!" ”

Wei San took out two cigarettes from another box of cigarettes, lit them on fire, took one from his mouth and put it in Ma Youde's mouth and said, "Try it!" ”

Gao Baoguo and Li Shun just saw the harvest scene when they came back from escorting the captives, the two of them glanced at each other, what is the situation, what about the grenade that was coaxing just now, how did they win a big victory in the blink of an eye, hey, look at them when they come back, they are happy like Maitreya Buddha, picking up treasures?

Wang Liansheng carried three Thomson submachine guns on his left shoulder, and two ammunition belts on his right shoulder, as if he had eaten sweet dates, jumped into the trench and said to Wei San: "Squad leader, give, American gun!" ”

Wei San took a handful of Thomson, pulled off the magazine and looked at it, pulled down the bolt after loading it, tried it and handed it to Ma Youde and said, "Take it, hand it to me when I want to use it!" ”

During the battle just now, although Ma Youde didn't see the performance of Wei San with his own eyes, but the corpses of the soldiers who were blown out of their brains one by one, Ma Youde saw it with his own eyes, and now he was pressing the bullet for the gun, while thinking: "One bullet kills a soldier, I press one and I die, and when I kill all those soldiers, I can go back to China, and I can see my mother and Xiaocui....."

Ma Youde was fantasizing when Wei San suddenly stood up.

"Shelling! Get down! Wei San heard a whistle from far and near, threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth, stood up from the trench and shouted. (Does a tank fire whistle?) I haven't been blown up anyway, so let's just assume it is! ）

The GIs here have all been captured by the volunteer soldiers, and the commander of the vulture regiment who fled to the bottom of the hillside may have given up his plan to rescue them, and the barrel of the tank turned, and a shell hit with a "bang".

Those soldiers who did not hide in the trenches in time and the volunteer soldiers, several were injured at that time, and the circle was even more down, there was a soldier who was the worst, the whole body was torn apart by the air wave of the explosion, a shell injured at least 20 people, the closer ones were directly killed on the spot, and the farther ones were hit by the jumping stones, this result was too sudden, and I couldn't complain about the suddenness, they stood too densely.

"Hygienist! Hygienist! Hurry up and save people! Wei San shouted at the top of his voice, he dragged a young soldier who was blown off one leg, the whole person was going crazy, this is his comrade-in-arms!

Blood foamed from the young warrior's mouth, grabbed Weisan's clothes, and said with the last of his strength, "For. . . I.... .....Before he finished speaking, he let go of Weizo's clothes and hung to the ground.