The noose of death had been put around the neck of every Coalition soldier in the encirclement, and the Coalition forces knew from top to bottom that if they could not break through the blockage, then what awaited them would be losses that the entire coalition army could not bear. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first to attack was the coalition artillery, and this time the artillery received only one order, to use up all the shells!

The three companies in the defensive position could only choose to temporarily retreat behind the ridge in the face of American artillery fire. The volunteer soldiers, who could not even supply rifle bullets openly, once again saw what a big dog is.

Under the tons of artillery shells of the American army, the topography of Songgu Peak completely changed. The few pine trees that were there were were gone, the bare rocks were gone, and the potholed ground was left with only loose floating soil.

After the shelling, the attentive volunteer fighters noticed that the enemy troops on the offensive were different from before. In the past, when the coalition forces attacked the positions of the volunteers, they would often test the firepower of the South Korean soldiers first. And this time, it's all real coalition forces.

In the past, the offensive formation of the coalition forces was a modern skirmisher formation, and the crowd tactics had long been abandoned by them. But this time, the numerical superiority of the coalition forces once again picked up the tactic that became famous before the First World War.

The dense offensive formation of the coalition forces did not intimidate the volunteers, and the group charge was not something that everyone could play. Compared with the desperate, the volunteer soldiers have not been afraid of anyone!

"Da Da Da"

Machine gun bullets set off a huge wave of blood in the dense crowd, and the fallen corpses soon formed small "mounds" one after another.

In the past, such scenes have always appeared in the coalition forces blocking the attack of the volunteer soldiers, but this time the roles of the two sides are completely reversed.

This kind of killing is the harshest test of the soldiers, and the coalition soldiers are obviously not qualified.

They deliberately dodged the machine-gun rays as they charged, which led to confusion in the attacking formation, and the coalition forces unconsciously converged into dense battle groups.

The grenades of the volunteers began to exert their power, and the experienced grenade pitchers specially threw them into the dense crowd, and even the domestic grenades, which were jokingly called "wooden handle shock bombs" by the US military, still caused huge casualties to the coalition forces.

As the battle continued, the indifferent expressions of the soldiers of the third company at the front began to change, and the coalition soldiers with huge casualties did not retreat, and their fierce and tenacious appearance was not lost to the volunteers at all!

"Hurry up and report to the battalion commander, we need reinforcements!" Zhao Zhi, the commander of the third company, said to the correspondent with a solemn face.

After receiving the request for help, the commander of the first battalion immediately sent a company of soldiers to Songgu Peak, and the fierceness of the battle exceeded the original expectations of the 335th Regiment.

Despite the best efforts of the volunteer soldiers, the coalition soldiers paid heavy casualties and pushed the front to a dangerous distance.

The semi-automatic and automatic fire of the coalition forces began to wield, and the soldiers of the Volunteer Army who were hit gradually rose.

In the face of the fierce fire of the enemy troops, I had to bow my head. I put a magazine back on and slowly leaned out.

The sight was full of the airtight body of the American army, and there was no need to aim, so I shot all the bullets in one go.

The screeching of the machine guns rang out almost from the beginning of the battle to the present, and there was no time to change the barrels, so the fighters had to open the kettle and pour it onto the reddish barrels, and clouds of white smoke rose from the position.

"Bang"

A machine gun exploded, and the barrel cracked like a blooming chrysanthemum.

The heat and coldness of the barrel of the machine gun caused the barrel to deform, causing the bullet to explode in the barrel.

Every machine gun is precious, and the loss of any one of them will cause a drop in fire in a local area. Seeing the opportunity, the coalition soldiers intensified their onslaught, and no matter how brave the volunteers were, they could not repel them.

Several coalition machine gunners approached the line of defense, using the corpses of their comrades to construct several small firing points to further suppress the gradually weakening volunteer firepower.

"Ding"

The magazine was empty again, and I felt the last row of bullets. Look at the comrades around them, they have already loaded their rifles with bayonets, put the grenades in front of them one by one, and unscrewed the lids.

When I ran out of bullets, there were only sporadic gunfire on the position.

"Throw a grenade!"

With Company Commander Zhao's order, a piece of black pressure grenade flew out.

"Boom!"

The grenades created large open spaces in the coalition forces, making the enemy's offensive formation much thinner.

"Get on the bayonet!"

"Rush!"

As soon as I kicked my foot in the crater, my body sprang out, and I stabbed the bayonet into the body of a coalition soldier with the momentum of the descent.

The blonde boy with freckles on his face looked at his chest in disbelief, pushing his rifle as if trying to push the bayonet out of his body.

I subconsciously pulled the bayonet back, and the blonde boy fell to his knees, blood dripping silently from the corners of his mouth.

"Jack!"

With a cry of grief, a bayonet plunged into my lower abdomen, waking me up from a distraction, and I quickly grasped the bayonet to prevent it from ruffling my intestines.

Attacking me was another soldier with curly blond hair, who pressed forward as he squeezed forward, turning his head to look at Jack, who was gradually ceasing to struggle.

Distraction in the fight cost me dearly, and the soldier who attacked me clearly didn't learn his lesson. I kicked myself in the body and broke free from the bayonet.

I looked down and saw that the cut belly revealed yellow fat, but fortunately there was a thin film in the abdominal cavity, which prevented me from being disemboweled.

"Boom!"

The sudden sound of the grenade made my body stiffen, and there were already volunteer soldiers who couldn't hold on to the grenade and pulled the grenade.

A fierce gaze was staring at me, and it was the boy I had kicked away.

"Yikes!"

The boy raised his bayonet again, and I gave way to it, then clamped the barrel tightly and slashed at the boy's neck with one palm.

I don't know why, but I finally collected a few more strengths, but I just knocked him out.

After dealing with the boy, I was alone in the midst of the layers of surrounding, and there was not a familiar shout of killing around me.

Has the position been breached?

"Ahh

The coalition soldiers surrounding me swooped down and swept the rifle I grabbed in a circle, forcing back the folded enemy, then suddenly changed direction, picked out the blocking rifle, and stabbed an enemy to death.

"Ding"

The slender bayonet broke, and I gripped the muzzle of the gun, picked up the rifle like a baseball, and struck an enemy in the face who couldn't dodge.

"Click"

The hapless enemy's skull shattered, and the rifle disintegrated under the shock, leaving only the short barrel to grip.

The back of the head was suddenly slammed, and I fell to the ground in front of the darkness, and when I turned to look at the approaching bayonet, I pulled out the grenade stuck in my waist and pulled the fuse!

The blood on my face made it difficult for me to see the faces of my enemies, only to see that the surroundings suddenly became empty. There seemed to be a dense burst of gunfire in the direction of the ridge, and it seemed that our reinforcements had come up, but that didn't matter much to me anymore.

It is said that the life of a person before death will be reproduced in front of his eyes, but I only have a brain ache and nausea and want to vomit, and the legend is really a lie.

Just as I closed my eyes and waited for death, a hand suddenly appeared and snatched the grenade I was holding in my hand!