Chapter 43: Infiltrating the Line of Defense (Seeking Follow-up)
"Not good!"
Looking at the muzzle of a gun slowly exposed in the pile of corpses, aimed at Wu Wanli's head, Wu Qianli couldn't help but look at his eyes and pinch his heart.
At this moment, there were two options in front of him, either quickly draw the gun and shoot the American soldier, which would save Wu Wanli's life, but his gunfire would also reveal their location and put the entire Seventh Interspersed Company in danger.
Or, he can only rely on the military thorn in his hand, but if he succeeds, it is better to say, if he fails, not only will Wu Wanli die, but they will still be exposed, and the risk is extremely high.
“Merry Christmas!”
Wu Qianli suddenly had an idea, and shouted the phrase Merry Christmas in English, which made the American soldier carrying the rifle stunned for a while, and the action of pulling the trigger was stagnant for two seconds.
Taking advantage of the moment when the US soldiers were stunned, Wu Qianli instantly clenched the military thorn in his hand, and threw it out to the head of the American soldier with all his strength, and the military thorn flew towards the direction of the American soldier with huge potential energy under the action of great force.
However, although Wu Qianli's shooting speed and strength have reached a very high level, he is not a martial arts master after all, how can he have such a high flying knife accuracy, then this time it was unexpectedly crooked, and it did not pierce the head of the American soldier.
"Poof—"
“shit!”
However, with the muffled sound of a soldier stabbing into the flesh, the American soldier wailed in pain, his face showed pain, and the hand holding the gun subconsciously softened.
I saw that on his left buttocks, an extremely sharp military thorn was half-inserted straight into it, and bright red blood kept flowing outward.
"His grandmother's American devil, it's not good to learn anything, so you have to put a cold gun."
Yu Congrong, who was closer, also discovered this sinister American soldier at this time, and scolded and scolded.
At the same time, his actions did not stop, and he rushed over in three or two steps, shook the handle of the gun in his hand, and smashed it the spine of the American soldier.
"Whoa—"
With the crunch of shattering bones, the American soldier felt a huge pain that exploded directly into his cerebral cortex like an electric current, making him almost faint.
He struggled in place a few times, but found that his body did not obey the call at all, and his limbs continued to twitch, and he lost his ability to move on the spot.
All this was just a few seconds of what happened between the calcium carbide sparks, and Wu Wanli, who was in the middle of this danger, came back to his senses, and at this moment there was a cold sweat behind his back.
If there is a slight accident, I am afraid that he will be the one who has fallen on the snow now.
"Get up, unbeatable battle hero."
Wu Qianli also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, walked up to Wu Wanli, stretched out his hand, pulled Wu Wanli up, and patted his back at the same time to soothe his frightened emotions.
"Brother, I will definitely be more careful in the future."
Wu Wanli once again realized the cruelty of the battlefield, this time it was already an overwhelming victory, and there was still a mortal danger.
"It's okay Gua Wazi, when your brother first went to the battlefield, I'm afraid he was not as good as you."
Lei Gong saw that Wu Wanli's eyes also revealed a trace of frustration, and hurriedly punched him in the chest, and comforted him with a smile.
"That's right, but it's nothing, where did you practice your flying knife skills, company commander, how can you fly so accurately."
Yu Congrong pulled out the shorn that was inserted obliquely, returned it to Wu Qianli's hand, and praised with a smile.
"Well...... this"
Hearing this, Wu Qianli's face twitched instantly, and he scratched the back of his head with a little embarrassment, and his old face turned red.
It can't be said that he originally wanted to stab the American soldier in the head and kill him with one blow, but he flew crookedly, and it happened to be pierced in the ass, which is too embarrassing.
"Company commander, I also found a live mouth, how to deal with it."
At this time, Mei Sheng's very appropriate sentence helped Wu Qianli divert this embarrassing topic.
"Alive?"
Wu Qianli followed Mei Sheng's gaze, and saw that in the military vehicle, a rather embarrassed American soldier was shrinking inside, and his body was still trembling with fear.
"Come out to grandpa!"
As he spoke, Lei Gong pulled out the timid American soldier George like an eagle catching a chicken.
"Click-"
George, who had slipped in front of Wu Qianli, was frightened and his legs weakened, and he knelt down directly, begging for mercy in his mouth.
"Shut your mouth first, there's no need to talk nonsense, the name, the number of the unit, your mission and whereabouts, and ...... Tell me everything you know. ”
Wu Qianli half-squatted down and gently wiped the blood stained with the military thorn in his hand with George's collar, many of which had condensed into a dark red, and a smell of blood wafted in the air.
"I said, I said ......"
Smelling the bloody smell of death, George agreed incoherently.
The next thing is like pouring beans on a bamboo tube, telling everything he knows, if it weren't for Wu Qianli interrupting him with a smile later, I'm afraid that even the matter of peeking at the neighbor's bath when he was a child would have been shaken clean.
"American devils are really spineless, and they are all cowards."
Although Wu Wanli, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't understand English, he could see that the soft-boned George was betraying information.
"Hahaha, it's not a good thing, but it's not without hard bones, not all on the ground."
Mei Sheng heard Wu Wanli's muttering, smiled and pointed to the corpses of American soldiers on the ground.
"Okay, I guess I understand."
Wu Qianli compared what George said with the words of the American soldier who was held hostage before, and found that there was no big difference, proving that he should not have deceived him.
"Do you know how to drive?"
Wu Qianli looked at the military vehicles and the information obtained, and already had a plan in his heart, so he continued to ask in English.
"Yes, yes, I'm doing a very good job."
George hesitated for a second, then nodded back, as if he wanted to prove that he was still useful.
"Company commander, do we still want to disguise ourselves as U.S. troops and sneak in?"
Yu Congrong recalled that he was worried that he would be killed at any time when he sat in a US military vehicle, and he couldn't help but feel palpitations.
"Otherwise, shall we pick up the guy and call him? No one wants to feel like their lives being pinched by others, but they can't help it. ”
Wu Qianli first closed his eyes and looked at the small red dots that were dense in the first line of defense, there was no gap for them to slip into, so he could only sigh and say.
"Let's bury our brother first."
Wu Qianli patted Yu Congrong's shoulder and said, and everyone in the Seventh Interspersed Company also took action.
First, the U.S. military uniforms on the sacrificed martyrs were taken off, revealing the volunteer uniforms inside, and then they were simply buried, and the people of the seventh interspersed company gave a military salute and got into the military vehicle.
The roar of the military vehicle sounded, and the air was mixed with an unpleasant smell of oil and gas burning, and Wu Qianli drew circles one after another on the name in the small notebook with a little surprise.
As the commander of the first company, Wu Qianli had a notebook that he carried with him, and the name of everyone in the seventh interspersed company was recorded in the notebook.
Most of these people have already died, and every time a new person dies, he will take out a small notebook and frame their names in red lines.
But he didn't feel sad for long, he slowly put the book away, he understood that only by winning this battle can he be worthy of those sacrificed comrades.
"Stop!"
Wu Qianli whispered to George, the military thorn in his hand was very precise against his heart.
With a slight rubbing sound, the entire convoy stopped.
"Is there anything going on ahead, why did it suddenly stop?"
Mei Sheng was originally squinting, but at this moment, a brake made him almost hit the iron frame of the military vehicle, and asked in a little dazed.
"Wait and go."
Wu Qianli observed the small combat map in his mind, and if he went like this, he would definitely encounter an American army again, so in order to reduce unnecessary trouble, he simply adjusted his march.
"Drop - congratulations to the host, the white-knuckle bloody battle annihilated the U.S. army, snatched the military vehicle, and obtained the bright sword reward: god-level battlefield goddess luck experience card, and the personal English level has reached the top fluency level."
At this time, the system prompt sound echoed in Wu Qianli's mind again, although it was not so timely, but it was not too late.
After Wu Qianli accepted the reward, he followed the instructions of the dynamic small combat map, stopped and stopped all the way, did not bump into the enemy, and finally arrived at the first line of defense of the US army.
"Don't panic later, just do what I taught you."
Wu Qianli clenched the sharp military thorn in his hand and admonished George.
"I ...... I will. ”
George swallowed nervously and nodded resignedly.
When the convoy of the 7th Interspersed Company arrived at a certain position in the first line of defense, most of the American soldiers here only glanced at it suspiciously, and then retracted their gaze in a bored manner.
"Stop!"
There were still more than a dozen US soldiers on duty who stopped the military car, and Wu Qianli lowered his head and covered half of his face with a steel helmet on the military vehicle, pretending to be asleep.
George, with a slight sweat on his forehead, slowly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car.
"The number of the troops, why do you want to pass here."
The first US non-commissioned officer asked George as if he was doing business, fortunately, Wu Qianli asked George to make a draft a long time ago, and the number was reported to the original, anyway, it has been completely wiped out, and it is impossible to wear it, and the reason is that it is an urgent task.
However, when George finished speaking, the non-commissioned officer was obviously stunned for a while, the number and a unit on the outside patrol were right, but he hadn't heard of the urgent mission.
"Brother, we are also acting on orders, and we don't dare to ask too much."
Seeing that the non-commissioned officer was silent, George was obviously a little panicked, and hurriedly handed over a pack of cigarettes and said with a smile.
"Release!"
The US non-commissioned officer hesitated for two seconds, but still put away the cigarette and decided to let it go, he would never have thought that there would be volunteers who would have such courage to swagger on their positions in military vehicles.
Wu Qianli on the side also breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he could get by.
Although the position selected by the dynamic combat map is relatively remote, with only more than 100 troops, and the connection with other positions is not very good, if something happens, it will only take a few minutes for US troops to rush to support and encircle.
But just when everyone in the seventh interspersed company thought that everything was fine, the accident still happened.
"Wait!"
"Get them all out of the car and get checked!"
In the U.S. military position, a thin officer slowly got up, squinting at the military vehicles, and his intuition told him that something was wrong with these people.