Chapter 102: Blowing Up the Bridge

Wu Guoqiang divided the old woman's bread, and let the older veterans and the young soldiers who complained eat it first, and a piece of the thumb in one person's hand was the size of a finger, and he couldn't pray for any reaction in the stomach, just have a fragrance on the tongue. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Guoqiang's doubts are not about when the material support will arrive? The soldiers went to the people's homes to grab food to eat, and now the remaining hundreds of people in the independent regiment are not very popular, but there are still negative emotions, if the materials supported from above are delayed, they will definitely become a pot of porridge, and the most dangerous thing is that the devils in the north find that there is an abnormal attack.

At that time, it will all be blocked on the Wujiang Bridge, with such morale, it will not be able to stop it at all, and the long pain is better than the short pain, Wu Guoqiang made up his mind to blow up the bridge, so that the devil has no chance to take advantage of it.

Wu Guoqiang put his hands on his waist and walked back and forth twice in front of the soldiers, his face calm.

"Decided you want to do it?" Hu Xiujiang saw Wu Guoqiang's thoughts and asked.

"There's no other way!"

Hu Xiujiang nodded firmly in response to Wu Guoqiang, you must know that this head of the regiment has endured too much, and he is eager to get the support of someone who understands him.

Wu Guoqiang came directly to the Wujiang Bridge without hesitation, looking at the haggard appearance of the soldiers who stuck to the bridge day and night, he couldn't bear it, and comforted, "After another battle, you can rest for a few days."

The soldier just smiled at Wu Guoqiang, not knowing what to do?

"Bring the explosives bag!" Wu Guoqiang commanded to the soldiers beside him.

The soldier walked a few steps and turned around and asked, "Commander, how many explosives bags do you need?" ”

Wu Guoqiang took a look at the structure of the 800-meter bridge and replied, "Six!" ”

The soldier sweated profusely and carried six explosives bags, Zhang Ersil tried his hand, he and Liao Changsheng used this thing to blow up the devil's ammunition depot, and they were ready to rush out with two "brothers cover me"

Before the front foot started, he was pulled by Wu Guoqiang, and Zhang Ersil was puzzled, "What are you doing?" Commander, I'm not afraid of death, let me go! After saying that, I tried to run, but I still couldn't break free.

"Comrade Ersil, if you start from the bridge deck, I'm afraid you will need a ton of explosives!"

Hu Xiujiang's words surprised Zhang Ersil very much, he was busy for a long time, and the bridge couldn't be blown up, it was really disappointing, Zhang Ersil put down the explosives bag with a little emotion, and had nothing to say.

"Come on a comrade, send these explosives packets down, and we will blow up the bridge piers," Wu Guoqiang said to the soldiers as he shrank the rope in his hand.

Although the height from the bridge to the river is not scary, the main reason is that when the body is tied, the devil on the opposite side will shoot a black gun, and it will be over, and you can't hide, which is lower than the chance of surviving on the battlefield in the artillery fire.

The soldiers hesitated for a moment, and a slender soldier walked up and said, "I'm coming!" ”。

The voice was full of Changhong, and he knew in his heart that there was basically no way to survive doing this, but for the sake of everyone, he resolutely chose to sacrifice himself, tied the rope around his waist and slowly slipped down with six explosives bags.

As soon as he stretched his feet out of the fence, the devil's 38 big cover bullet beckoned, knocking on the side of the bridge with a "da-da-da", and the soldier's heart beat faster, forcing himself to pretend to be calm and slowly slide down.

The long bag of explosives hanging from his waist swayed in mid-air, and Muto didn't count that the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, and Wu Guoqiang was about to blow up the bridge just half a day later.

"Stop them!"

Muto gave an order, and the devil's shells roared towards the independent regiment again, the devil's bullets were crazy and unsightly, and the independent regiment had to cover the soldiers who put the explosive bags on the one hand, and on the other hand, they had to dodge the shells and fight with the devils.

Zhang Ersilly was as calm as usual, and took the lead in killing the devil's machine gunner, and the two sides fell into the exchange of bullets, and the 800-meter bridge became the distance for soldiers to practice marksmanship.

The soldier who descended put the explosive bag on the arch of the bridge, leaned over and pulled the rope, asking the brothers to pull themselves up, and the two brothers who stood up slowly pulled the rope, and the soldier slowly rose up.

Suddenly, two bullets drilled into the chest of the soldier who pulled the rope, his body was shocked, his hands were released and he fell weakly, and the remaining soldier was dragged out by gravity for a few meters, and the soldier who was hanging in the air fell several meters at once, almost falling into the water.

The soldier gritted his teeth and continued to pull it hard, and another bloodthirsty bullet flew over, the soldier fell to the ground with an indifferent expression, and Wu Guoqiang grabbed the rope that fell quickly with a flutter. Lie on the ground and pull back little by little.

The soldiers fighting beside Wu Guoqiang were pressed by the devil's bullets, and his breathing became short, and he pulled the soldiers up with a full breath.

As soon as the soldier returned to the bridge, he was greeted by several bullets, several red holes in his chest, and blood gushed out like a faucet, he had no regrets, he had already thought of such a result before choosing to carry out the mission.

Wu Guoqiang was very weak when he saw this bloody scene, got up from the corpse, joined the battle and shot the devil with his brothers, but unfortunately the range of his pistol was indeed a little shorter.

Wu Guoqiang walked to the cannon on the side, put in the cannonball, pulled the bolt in one go, and with a "bang" sound, the green mouth spit out the cannonball and fell into the blockade area of the devil in the north, and the devil was lifted into the air and fell into the Wujiang River together with the fortified sack, and was instantly swallowed by the river.

Breathing a sigh of relief from the fire of Jiaozuo, Wu Guoqiang ordered a retreat, all the soldiers withdrew from the bridgehead nearly a hundred meters away, Wu Guoqiang took out a grenade, pulled out the lead and threw it towards the arch of the bridge where the explosives were placed, the grenade turned around twice and fell into the arch of the bridge and fell into the Wujiang River, with a big bubble in a muffled sound.

"It's a pity, it's just a little bit," Zhang Er sighed.

At a distance of nearly 100 meters, Wu Guoqiang's strength was already quite amazing, and a big sweater behind him stepped forward with heavy steps, and said in a rough voice, "Let me come!" ”

The Great Khan threw a grenade, and the eyes of the brothers were fixed on the swirling grenade that fell on the arch of the bridge and was still smoking.

"Run" looked like it was about to explode, Wu Guoqiang roared wildly.

The soldiers didn't care to see the scene of the bridge being blown up, and ran up with a roll.

The explosion of the "boom, boom" grenade was accompanied by the explosion of six explosive packets, which shook the mountains in an instant, like an earthquake, and the fire was dazzling in the daytime, and the stones were splashed all over the sky, and the entire arch of the bridge collapsed, and the bombed marl and gravel particles were like a white fog, covering the turquoise river.

The whole bridge fell down in layers, the big boulders fell and bounced up a huge wave more than two meters high, the bridge deck fell down the Wujiang River was cut off instantly, the water flow was turbulent, the waves were surging, the huge flow slowly flooded the blown up bridge again, and the sparks and white dust in the air have not yet dissipated.

The powerful wave of qi pushed the brothers several meters away, and they couldn't open their eyes, and the clothes on their bodies were torn and tattered.