Just when the 7th Interspersed Company was all in position and surrounded this group of American troops, they were still resting in place without knowing it.

Some took out chocolates and nibbled on them while looking at pictures of their families, while others pointed at the group of North Korean women and made a joke of debity.

"Pinghe, you take the sharpshooters of your reconnaissance platoon to find the commanding heights, pay attention to the positions of the enemy's machine gunners and officers, and try to snipe them all first."

Wu Qianli patted Pinghe on the shoulder, while explaining to him several firepower points of the US army that he had found in front of him.

"Don't worry, company commander, I promise that all the machine guns of the American army will be dumbfired."

Pinghe nodded first, then smiled confidently at Wu Qianli, and then led someone with a Garand rifle and ran to the commanding heights.

"Lei Gong, you and the brothers of the artillery platoon will shoot the artillery to the left as far as possible, and they will gather those Korean women on the right, which is just convenient for our enemy annihilation operation."

However, Wu Qianli still explained to Lei Gong and tried not to hurt the people of North Korea by mistake.

"Harm, company commander, don't worry, I've been fighting artillery for most of my life, exaggeration, even if you let me blow up a fly with a cannonball, I can cut it for you."

Lei Gong listened to Wu Qianli's words, first used his thumb to roughly estimate the landing point and distance of the shell, and then patted his chest and reassured.

"Yu Congrong, you take the people of the fire platoon to go around to the other side, organize the cross-fire points, and when you hear the cannon sound of Lei Gong later, fire and harvest with all your might, don't care about bullets."

"When the machine guns have finished harvesting them, don't give them a chance to breathe, just press them down and drive them to me."

Wu Qianli whispered to Yu Congrong, but when he turned his head, he found that Yu Congrong had already put the submachine gun in his hand, and he looked excited, as if he was in a hurry to charge.

"Yu Congrong, you must listen to my words, don't care about bullets, try to harvest with firepower first, don't blindly think about rushing."

Wu Qianli looked at Yu Congrong's impatient state, couldn't help but punch him in the chest, and reminded angrily.

"Don't worry, company commander, I know."

Yu Congrong clutched his chest in a little pain, calmed down a little, and hurriedly agreed.

After a while, under the cover of the night, countless figures moved silently, and it took only a few minutes for all the people of the 7th Interspersed Company to reach the designated combat position.

"Fuck me!"

Lei Gong first used his thumb to assist aiming for a while, and checked the aiming of each gun, then nodded secretly and shouted loudly with a hoarse throat.

"Bang-"

The soldiers of the artillery platoon let go of the mortar shells they had prepared in advance and put them directly into the swarthy muzzles, only to hear a crisp sound of firing pins, and the shells instantly ejected and flew into the sky.

"Whoa—"

"Whoa—"

"Boom!"

The mortar shells shot up into the sky, and when they reached their highest point, they fell violently, piercing through the heavy air, making a violent piercing grinding sound, and slammed into the ground, raising clouds of blooming fire.

Before many U.S. soldiers could react to what was going on, the hot shrenchel moved through the flesh and blood on their bodies, splitting the bodies of the U.S. soldiers into pieces and falling scattered everywhere, blurring the flesh and blood for a while.

“fuck！”

“oh，shit！”

After the first round of bombing, several American soldiers clutched their wounds on their bodies gushing blood, wailing in pain.

Some of them lost their entire legs, leaving only the bloody hole that kept flowing blood oozing blood red, wailing in pain.

"Fight back!"

The officer of the US army was also stunned by the mortar shell, covering the wound on his arm that was deeply pierced by shrapnel, and grinning miserably, but in order to survive, he still screamed and fought back.

However, the artillery platoon did not give them a chance to counterattack, and with the sound of artillery, another round of mortar shells smashed straight into the American troops.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, countless shrapnel mixed with the unpleasant smell of gunsmoke, like a death scythe from hell, constantly harvesting the lives of American soldiers.

The skyrocketing flames from the explosion of the bomb also gave Pinghe a chance to observe enemy targets.

Under the cover of explosions, several crisp gunshots rang out imperceptibly, killing some American soldiers who wanted to get close to heavy machine guns and other heavy weapons to fight back.

"Fight back for me! Their artillery fire has stopped, fight back! ”

As the second round of bombing ended, the U.S. officer, who had survived, shouted at the U.S. soldier who was lying on the ground.

"His grandmother's, if it weren't for the limited number of shells she brought, if she blew up a few more rounds, no one else would have to shoot, and the shell fragments would have sent them all back to their god."

Lei Gong listened to the roar of mortar shells, accompanied by the painful wails of countless American soldiers, as if he had heard a very beautiful song, and the beard on the side of his laughing mouth was trembling slightly, but he still sighed with some regret.

"Dada......da

A long fiery snake erupted from the U.S. Army, and countless hot machine-gun bullets came out of their disembowel.

It turned out that the American officer ran directly to a heavy machine gun, and manipulated the machine gun to pour out his anger into the darkness.

At the same time, his pupils dilated, and he kept roaring loudly at the top of his throat, as if trying to dispel the fear in his heart.

The other American soldiers also seemed to be emotionally infected, and finally recovered from the explosion, picked up their guns one after another, and prepared to fight back.

"Fire!"

At this time, it was Yu Congrong's turn to fire, and a heavy machine gun was like a motor, constantly roaring.

The heavy and hot bullets hit the bodies of the American soldiers, piercing through the bloody holes, and the blood gushing out instantly stained the pure white snow.

The American soldiers could only lie down in the craters of mortar shells, and from time to time they raised their heads at the risk of their lives and fought back with the guns in their hands.

However, as soon as many of them showed up, they were pierced through their steel helmets by countless submachine gun bullets, and their brains were mixed with bright red blood splashed everywhere, and many American soldiers tilted their heads and fell heavily in pools of blood.

"His grandmother's, Lao Tzu has been fighting for half his life, and he has never been so rich, so it turns out that the firepower coverage of American devils fighting wars is so cool."

Yu Congrong looked at the countless bullets as if they were dragging a long yellow tail, like a sickle cutting down the American soldiers like crops, and immediately laughed.

The American soldiers were overwhelmed by the powerful fire of the fire platoon for a while, but after all, there were still a few people who were not afraid of death who risked their lives and climbed to the side of the heavy machine guns, started several machine guns, and counterattacked in the direction of Yu Congrong.

"To hell with the damn yellow-skinned monkey."

A black soldier in the U.S. Army frantically poured bullets from the direction of Rong, and other machine guns in the U.S. Army rang out one after another.

For a while, the American soldiers seemed to have regained their rhythm, and under the counter-suppression of their machine guns, they raised their guns one after another to shoot, suppressing the momentum of the fire platoon a lot.

"I was negligent, hehe."

Pinghe, who had been staring at the heavy firepower of the US army, smiled a little embarrassedly, and countless US troops had already been sniped by them before they had even climbed to the position of the heavy machine gun.

But the black soldiers in the American army were so dark that they couldn't see their position clearly in the dark night when there was not even a moon tonight, and they were a little far away.

"Hahahahahaha

The black soldiers, who had been hiding in the dark night and constantly firing, couldn't help but laugh when they saw that the momentum of the fire platoon had weakened slightly, revealing a trace of white teeth, which were very conspicuous in the firelight.

"Bang-"

Pinghe seized the opportunity and immediately raised his hand to shoot a gun, and a heavy machine gun of the American army was dumbfounded.

Poor black soldier, just laughed, and was directly pierced through the teeth by a hot bullet, directly into his throat, just now he was still proud, he suddenly vomited blood, his body struggled unwillingly, and after a while, he fell heavily in a pool of blood.

"Good marksmanship."

Mei Sheng is also by Pinghe's side at the moment, and he is also putting a cold gun, looking at Pinghe's beautiful shot, I can't help but praise from the bottom of my heart.

No matter what, no American soldier was willing to risk his life to touch the heavy machine gun that could kill him.

As a result, the momentum of the American soldiers weakened again, and they could only cringe and lie on the spot one by one, and from time to time a few shots came, and there was no crosshairs at all.

"Brothers, follow me and press them all, kill them all, don't leave it to our company commander."

Yu Congrong didn't even want a submachine gun himself, so he simply held a Browning machine gun and led the firepower platoon soldiers of the 7th Interspersed Company to surround the US troops in a three-three formation.

Although Wu Qianli said that he wanted to drive the American soldiers into the ambush circle in his area, Yu Congrong, you saw that this rich battle was fought so smoothly, and you wanted to wipe out the American troops yourself.

However, it has to be said that the elite level of the US soldiers is still very high, and under the two rounds of artillery fire and firepower harvesting, there is still no sign of collapse, and even still maintains a relatively complete establishment and formation, calmly fighting and retreating.

"Okay, you Yu Congrong, you are really greedy and not enough to swallow elephants, and I have to teach you a good lesson after this battle."

Wu Qianli, who had a keen sense of hearing, vaguely heard the words Yu Congrong said, and then guessed the lip shape, and then understood what Yu Congrong meant, and couldn't help but scold angrily and funny.

"The American devils are going to retreat to us, we are all ready, don't let anyone go, if we leak someone out to report the news, we will be in danger."

Wu Qianli whispered to the soldiers of the assault platoon, and the soldiers nearby also nodded with serious faces and passed on the words.

"Wanli, your ability to explode in the air should not have regressed."

After telling everyone Wu Qianli, he smiled and rubbed Wu Wanli's head next to him and asked.

"Don't worry, brother, not only has I not regressed, but I have also improved a lot, and look at it, I also want to become the unbeatable combat hero."

Wu Wanli said, raising his head proudly, but his hand holding the grenade was still trembling slightly, not nervous, but due to the excitement in his heart.

Soon, under the suppression of the fire platoon, the American soldiers who fought and retreated were exposed to Wu Qianli's range, and they left their backs to them one by one.

"Don't rush, get closer and fight."

Wu Qianli did not immediately give the order to fire, but waited very patiently.

800 meters, 700 meters, 600 meters, 500 meters, the US troops are getting closer and closer to them, and the palms of everyone holding all kinds of weapons are gradually bursting with sweat.

400 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters, and finally, when it reached 100 meters, Wu Qianli slowly raised the bazooka in his hand, aimed at the central area of the US army, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

A rocket spinning at high speed emitted white tail smoke and flew out with a bang, and Wu Qianli's left shoulder, which was pressed by the very slight recoil, slowly shook a little.

Before a few U.S. troops could react, they were directly blown into the air and killed on the spot.

Wu Wanli also bit off the pull rings of the two grenades at the moment when Wu Qianli just pulled the trigger, and the wisps of white smoke kept rising in his hands.

However, he was not in a hurry, and silently read the seconds in his mouth, and waited for a short time before throwing the two grenades.

As soon as a few small black dots came to the mid-air of the US troops, they exploded violently, blooming beautiful sparks, harvesting the lives of US soldiers with the maximum killing radius.

The rest of the assault platoon also threw grenades under the feet of the American soldiers, and suddenly the flames and smoke filled the sky, and they also rushed forward.

"Oh damn it, when did these demons come back to us."

The American soldiers, who were still relying on the last trace of thought to support and retreat, instantly collapsed their will.

Seeing the volunteer soldiers coming towards them from both sides, they simply dropped their weapons and raised their hands in surrender.

Although they had not discussed, as if they had a tacit understanding in their hearts, all the people of the 7th Interspersed Company hurriedly took advantage of the fact that the American soldiers had not raised their hands, and directly strafed them one after another, sending them out of the world.

"If this were put in normal times, these surrendered American soldiers would have survived a lot, but how can we be allowed to take prisoners in our current state."

Wu Qianli looked at the American soldiers who wanted to surrender, but were directly killed by a shuttle bullet, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In this way, the first battle after the replenishment of the 7th Interspersed Company ended easily, and hundreds of American soldiers were completely annihilated, and not even a single person was left alive.

The soldiers of each platoon were still very carefully examining the corpses on the ground, and to see which ones were not yet dead, they took out their military thorns and made up for them to make sure that no American soldiers would survive.

"Platoons, report casualties."

The U.S. troops had been completely annihilated, and at this moment, Wu Qianli began to worry about the casualties of the Seventh Interspersed Company again, and hurriedly asked his subordinates to report.

"There were no casualties in the artillery platoon, and the report was completed."

Lei Gong was the fastest to report, he didn't even need to count, after all, who could be injured by a few shots in the back, so he reported directly.

"There were no casualties in the reconnaissance platoon, and the report was completed"

Pinghe reported with a happy face, he seemed to have regained his touch, and every sniper shot just now missed a single shot, and all of them hit the center of the eyebrows and vital parts.

"There were a few unlucky people in the fire platoon who were killed by stray bullets, and two people accidentally hit their feet when they charged, and there were no casualties, and the report was completed."

Yu Congrong's lips opened slightly, and his voice was much quieter than before, in fact, it was also an almost perfect record, but after all, there were still casualties, which made people a little sad.

"The assault platoon also sacrificed a soldier, and the report is complete."

Mei Sheng helped Wu Qianli carefully count the situation of the assault platoon and reported.

Wu Qianli listened to the casualty reports, and every time he listened to them, there was more joy on his face, I am afraid that since the entire volunteer army entered the DPRK, only they could annihilate a US army with such a small casualty.

In addition to taking advantage of the surprise this time, I am afraid that there is also some luck, after all, it is not easy to annihilate a US army, which is like buying a football and winning the Argentine championship at the beginning.

All the soldiers of the 7th Interspersed Company also had a proud smile on their faces, and they all scavenged the weapons and ammunition of the US army.

Only Lei Gong was more depressed in his joy, looking at the weapons and ammunition all over the ground, and sighed, if there was no capture of the shells, the mortars of their artillery platoon would eventually be dumb.

"Drop - Congratulations to the host, complete the Bright Sword mission: annihilate the current U.S. troops, and get the white-knuckle combat bonus experience card."

As the last American soldier was mended, the system prompt sound echoed in Wu Qianli's mind in time.

But just as Wu Qianli showed a satisfied smile again, another big trouble was quietly thrown at him.

"Company commander, we have killed the US military, but what about those North Korean women?"

Mei Sheng looked at the crying women and asked Wu Qianli cautiously.

"This ......"

Just as Wu Qianli hesitated, the small combat map in his mind at this moment conveyed him an even more dangerous message - although the distance was still relatively far, it was obvious that the American troops carrying several military vehicles were slowly approaching in the direction of them.