"Whoa—"

As the plane continued to dive, a bomb smashed on the top of the military vehicle, exploding in an instant, and the sky-high flames reflected the faces of the soldiers of the seventh interspersed company all around, and a huge heat wave was set off.

The layers of snow particles almost half-buried the nearby soldiers, and in an instant, the military vehicle just now was directly blown into the sky, and finally only the burning iron wreckage fell.

"His grandmother is a bear!"

Just as Yu Congrong was scolding angrily, and was about to raise the bazooka and swoop at the plane that had swooped to the lowest point, the US plane was very clever and quickly stretched, and disappeared into the sky in a puff of smoke, and finally only a small black dot remained, which gradually disappeared.

"Phew, if you want to fight, just drop a bomb and leave, damn it, we are probably targeted by the US military."

Lei Gong watched the bomber with a very mission and purpose fly away, and his expression became a little solemn.

"Brother, no, this American devil has run away!"

At this time, the sharp-eyed Wu Wanli noticed the US military officer who was fleeing quickly, and immediately shouted and reminded.

At this time, Pinghe, who had already been wounded, picked up the fallen rifle beside him a little sluggishly and slowly raised the muzzle.

"Bang-"

After a rapid gunshot, a bullet grazed the American officer's scalp, staggering him to the ground in fright, but nothing serious.

"Fuck you, you demons!"

The American officer swallowed a mouthful of saliva in shock, immediately got up from the cold snow, and continued to run forward.

Pinghe looked at the gun he was holding tightly in his hand, and then at the US officer who was still running, and his eyes inevitably revealed a touch of disappointment and self-blame.

If it weren't for the fact that he was injured, as the seventh interspersed sharpshooter, he would never have missed it.

"Bang-"

After another gunshot, the American soldier instantly felt that the muscles of his thighs were penetrated and torn apart, and the whole figure instantly leaned forward, and a dog gnawed mud and fell the snow.

"Ahh

The U.S. officer clutched the bloody wound on his thigh, rolling on the ground in pain, struggling and wailing.

"It's okay brother, you're just injured, and some of you didn't play well, you can come back with this shot."

Wu Qianli smiled and slowly raised the muzzle of the gun with a wisp of white smoke, but did not replenish the gun, but walked to Pinghe and patted him on the shoulder, and said to him.

Pinghe looked at Wu Qianli, nodded heavily with a little gratitude, and then raised his rifle, held his breath, aimed and shot, all in one go.

Suddenly, a cloud of blood mist bloomed in the mind of the American officer, and he only had time to convulse a few times before he died with hatred.

The loss and doubt in Pinghe's eyes just now also disappeared, and Wu Qianli was also much relieved and patted him on the shoulder.

If it goes on like Pinghe's mood just now, I'm afraid that he will have a little more hesitation and a little less decisiveness when he shoots in the future, which is not a good sign.

"Brother, the car was blown up, let's ......"

Wu Wanli was a little distressed, looked at the wreckage of the military vehicle, and turned his head to look at Wu Qianli.

"Gua Wazi, look at what I'm used to, when we were on the Long March, didn't we climb snowy mountains and cross grasslands like this, and at that time, there were no fewer pursuers and planes bombing than now."

Lei Gong knocked on Wu Wanli's head, laughed and comforted.

"Rest for five minutes, and then all the camps continue to hurry, there should still be time in time."

Wu Qianli also looked at the military vehicle with a little puzzlement, thinking that he was really lucky, but after calculating the road and time, he should still be able to catch up, so he was not too discouraged.

Mei Sheng walked up to the translator and seemed to be saying something.

In fact, the 7th Interspersed Company did not forget to contact the command in these several battles, and all their intelligence and actions, the command post was roughly understood.

At the end of the break, just when Wu Qianli continued to stretch out one shallow foot and rush forward in the cold wind and snow with the seventh interspersed company, the command headquarters had a different scene because of them.

In the big elm command post, Mr. Peng looked at the big combat map and frowned.

In the face of the U.S. military, although he has a resolute determination to fight, he also understands how powerful the other party is, so he does not dare to take it lightly, and the dark circles and bags under his eyes indicate that he has been suffering from sleep deprivation for a long time.

"Our army is entering North Korea in batches, and the U.S. military seems to be aware of it, so it seems that we have to speed up our pace......

Mr. Peng put his hands behind his back and muttered to himself in a low voice.

After these days of trial friction and indiscriminate bombing by the US military, Mr. Peng understood that these enemies were completely different from the usual old Jiang Meimei mechanics.

In the past few days, all we have received is that there is a fierce exchange of fire between the army and the US army, and where the logistics line has problems under the bombing of the US army.

Although the order had been given to march at night and lurk during the day, the dispatch of reconnaissance planes and bombers by the US troops as if they did not want money still caused them a lot of trouble.

"Well, isn't there some good news?"

Mr. Peng sat on the chair a little tiredly, picked up the water glass beside him, and took a shallow sip of water.

"Mr. Peng, there is a good news report from the Ninth Legion, but it's just ......"

Secretary Liu heard Mr. Peng's muttering, and picked up the outrageous battle report with a little hesitation.

But he still couldn't believe it, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a normal army can do it.

Mr. Peng was drinking water, and when he heard the good news, he hurriedly took the battle report from Secretary Liu's hand and read it, but the next second he was shocked by the content on it.

"Poof—"

Mr. Peng was drinking half of the water, and he instantly squirted out the whole person and coughed a little.

"Song Shilun, this kid, now dare to hand over false information, it doesn't matter if the fight doesn't go well, there is no need to put gold on the face of his Ninth Legion like this."

Mr. Peng was shocked, but at the same time a little angry, and some didn't dare to believe the information in front of him.

When the train was bombed during the entry into Korea, the commander of the 7th Interspersed Company stepped forward, carried a bazooka to kill the enemy plane, and almost retreated.

With the help of the 7th Interspersed Company, several US tanks were killed, plus more than a battalion of troops, and the signal tower was blown up to cut off the connection between Changjin Lake and the US command post.

What else is the 7th Interspersed Company, dissatisfied with the speed of the march, ambushed the American personnel carriers, and wiped out the American and Korean troops there.

Forget it, it was actually said later that they were under the strength of a battalion of the US army, and they drove directly through with swagger.

Even this, Mr. Peng saw that they might have used some means of concealment and camouflage, so he pinched his nose and recognized it.

But what is behind this, the commander of the seventh interspersed company, Wu Qianli, saved the Korean village by himself, and killed dozens of US-South Korean coalition troops by himself.

"Smack-"

Mr. Peng slammed the battle report in his hand on the table, looked at Secretary Liu, and was silent for a long time.

"Have these results been verified? Whether it's true or not. ”

After being silent for a long time, Mr. Peng's heart instantly warmed up again, in case ...... If it's true, then it's ......

"Report to Mr. Peng, there is no way out of the results in this war report, and they have sent people to verify it, but in the end, Wu Qianli alone killed dozens of US-South Korean coalition troops, which we have no way to investigate, but it is not impossible."

Secretary Liu didn't believe it at first, because he was afraid that it was false information, but after many verifications, he found out that the truth may be more terrifying than what was praised in the war report.

"Okay, what a seventh interspersed company, if that's the case, this Wu Qianli is really a tiger general!"

Mr. Peng stood up a little excitedly, but on the surface, he was really moody, he just put his hands behind his back and slowly turned around the table twice, then squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and said slowly.

"You say...... Let this Wu Qianli only be a company commander of an interspersed company, will it be a little condescending? ”