The Milan officer looked at Qianli's eyes, as if he had seen the enemy who killed his father, and even his eyebrows were a little distorted, but he knew that now was not the time to be angry, and he had to call for reinforcements as soon as possible.

As long as their American reinforcements arrive, if they can still hold on and don't die, they will come to the inside and outside to fight and encircle and annihilate them, and even this little force will not be enough to plug their teeth.

Obviously, Wu Qianli also understood this truth, he saw the telegraph in the hands of the Milan officer, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good.

So Wu Qianli hurriedly ordered the Seventh Interspersed Company to hurry up the attack, and it was necessary to completely defeat this group of American troops within one minute.

Yu Congrong also saw Wu Qianli's battle gestures, and did not continue to suppress the firepower, but the soldiers with the firepower platoon rushed over from both sides directly with their guns.

In an instant, the U.S. military faced a three-sided attack, and the pressure reached its peak.

"Hold on, everyone, our reinforcements, soon to come, the players' telegram has been sent and received a response from the superiors, their group of volunteers will not live long."

When the Milan officer saw that the American soldiers around him seemed to be about to collapse and surrender, he hurriedly shouted to save morale.

However, this trick seems to be really useful, relying on the guise of reinforcements, he barely stabilized the American army that was about to collapse.

"Use the God-level Battlefield Lady Luck Experience Card."

Wu Qianli saw that the battle situation was scorched, and he couldn't help but secretly hurriedly recite this sentence in his heart, and used the bonus of the system.

"Comrades, we must quickly surround them and rape them, otherwise when the reinforcements of the American army arrive, we will be in trouble, follow me and kill them."

Although Wu Qianli used the experience card of the system, he did not dare to take it lightly, but continued to increase the offensive against the US army, hoping to quickly and completely disintegrate them and transfer them immediately.

After all, luck is too mysterious, and it's good to expect this thing to create some opportunities, but if you expect him to win the battle, Wu Qianli really doesn't dare to do it.

"Oh God, please, let me get this right."

The Milanese officer looked at the telegraph in his hand, and felt anxious in his heart, where there was anything that had already asked for reinforcements, this was just his panic to boost morale.

Now the telegraph machine is actually out of order at a critical time, and he is in a hurry to break out in a cold sweat in the cold air.

"Dada......"

With a rush of machine gun sounds, 5,000 miles rushed, and the Browning machine guns of the soldiers next to him fired at the direction of the Milanese officers.

Many bullets were crooked out of the sky, but there were still a small number of bullets that hit the conjoined body of the Milanese officer, and a burst of sparks sparked.

“shit！”

The Milanese officer had to keep his body down to avoid the grenade attack, and he did not dare to take it lightly, and he might accidentally turn into a boxed lunch, but this also made it more difficult for him to fiddle with the telegraph.

Wu Qianli obviously guessed that the Milan officer did not call for reinforcements, and vaguely understood the role of the telegraph in his hand.

So the machine gun fire in Wu Qianli's hand was not expected to kill him, but only to create some pressure on the other party, so that the US reinforcements could get the news later.

"His grandmother's, why are these American devils suddenly like they have been beaten with chicken blood, and they are about to collapse."

Yu calmly scolded and looked at the morale of the U.S. troops who suddenly came back from the dead, and couldn't help but feel angry.

Just when the Milan officer lied to the US army that reinforcements were coming, the morale of the US army was greatly shaken, and the sudden counterattack almost killed Yu Congrong on the way to the charge.

Yu Congrong was slightly angry and touched a large piece of scalp on his head that was wiped off by a bullet, and there was a big swollen bag on that scalp, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Bang-"

There was another crisp burst of gunfire, and then the American machine gunners, who had just mustered up their morale to fight back, fell down again in an instant.

It turned out that Pinghe was at the sniper point, and he once again exerted his might, suppressing the heavy firepower of the American army.

is different from Yu Congrong's impatience to charge over quickly and pick the results of the battle.

As a sniper, Pinghe still maintains the calmness and calmness of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him without changing his face, as if he wants to use one shot after another to snipe out the victory of the Seventh Interspersed Company.

"Comrades, follow me and rush over!"

Mei Sheng felt the rain of bullets whizzing through his head, as if he was also feeling the Grim Reaper and his countless passing by.

In such a highly tense battlefield atmosphere, he couldn't think of many inspiring words for the time being.

So Mei Sheng could only block his body in the front and took over the heavy responsibility of Wu Qianli to take the lead in the charge, quite with the momentum of the Soviet political commissar taking the lead in the charge.

It is said that in World War II, because the Soviet commissar was too fond of leading the charge at the beginning, the mortality rate was too high, so the army confiscated the pistol of the Soviet commissar.

However, the Soviet commissar who did not have a pistol had to take the lead in charging forward, even if he was holding a bench, which often boosted the morale of the army.

The soldiers of the 7th Interspersed Company, when they saw the instructor rushing to the front, couldn't help but feel guilty in their hearts and stood up one after another, holding submachine guns and pressing towards the American troops.

"Die!"

Wu Wanli also found the right opportunity at this time, and bit off a guard's pull ring fiercely.

For a while, the grenade that was steaming white was thrown into the air by him, and just as the grenade was about to land, it exploded just right.

"Boom!"

With the roar of a huge grenade, in the firelight, the head of a US heavy machine gunner was directly blown open, and the heavy machine gun in his hand was seriously damaged and could not continue to be used normally.

"This kid does have a knack for playing with grenades."

Pinghe, the heavy machine gunner who had just taken aim, couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw that his target had been blown up, glanced at Wu Wanli, praised it twice, and then turned the muzzle of the gun elsewhere.

"His grandmother's, if it weren't for the cannonballs that hurt Lao Tzu, you would still be rampant until now?"

At this time, Lei Gong pressed a submachine gun and strafed at the position of the US army, and under the action of countless hot bullets, the flying sword hit the US army in pain.

However, when Lei Gong's submachine gun had just been dumbfounded, they poked their heads out and aimed in the direction of Lei Gong, wanting to shoot immediately.

"Dada......"

Suddenly, their heads were blown up like watermelons, building bright red blood, and Lei Gong was laughing from ear to ear, laughing and scolding the US military for being too stupid.

It turned out that just when the U.S. troops wanted to quickly counterattack the direction where Lei Gong had just shot, they unexpectedly Lei Gong deliberately left half of the bullets, pretending to be dumb and tricking them into poking their heads out.

In fact, in order to complete this step of killing, many American soldiers only reacted when they died, this is a conspiracy, I have to say, Jiang is still old and spicy.

"Oh my God, this telegraph is more annoying than the footcloth of the old woman sitting in the street."

The Milanese officer fiddled with it for a long time, only to find that the telegraph was still in a malfunctioning state.

Of course, he didn't understand that Wu Qianli used the battlefield Lady Luck experience card to turn into his bad luck, he could only complain about God and the sky, and his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

However, when he was eagerly fiddling with the telegraph, he didn't notice that half of his head was sticking out, naked and exposed to Wu Qianli's range.

"Good chance!"

Wu Qianli saw the exposed half of his head and instantly remembered that this was the direction of the person holding the telegraph.

So Wu Qianli immediately raised the machine gun, and aimed slightly for two seconds before pulling the trigger.

"Dada......"

A burst of fire erupted from the muzzle of the gun in Wu Qianli's hand, and countless leaping bullets rushed towards the skull of the Milan officer.

However, due to the recoil of the machine gun, the muzzle of the 5,000-mile gun was slightly tilted upward, and countless leaping bullets passed over the heads of the Milanese officers.

“shit！”

The Milan officer suddenly felt a chill run over his head, and a deathly aura of danger swirled through his head.

"Not good!"

Wu Qianli understood that his not too accurate shot just now had already startled the snake, so he hurriedly adjusted the muzzle of the gun and fired a few bullets in a burst of time.

"Poof—"

Suddenly, there was a sound of a broken brain, and a slight sound came out, and the joy on the face of the Milan officer, who had just repaired the telegraph, had just appeared, and was pierced through the head by a bullet.

He struggled desperately, but found that his strength seemed to be drained little by little, even the scene in front of him gradually blurred, and his senses and touches were gradually disappearing.

"I always thought that this lucky experience card was fooling me, and it seems that it does have some effect."

Wu Qianli looked at the extremely unstable machine gun in his hand, and then looked at the distance between himself and the officer, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

At this time, the soldiers of the American army had not noticed anything wrong, and they were still stubbornly resisting them, and the reinforcements that they had been thinking about in their hearts did not seem to appear again.

However, just as an American soldier was desperately pouring bullets out with a Garand rifle, he turned his head to see the Milanese officer who had already fallen in a pool of blood.

For a moment, the figure of reinforcements that had just appeared in his mind faded instantly, with a slightly stunned expression on his face, and even the muzzle of the gun in his hand drooped.

Soon, more and more U.S. troops also found out that their top commander had been shot, and the weapons in their hands had become a little dumb.

The shadow of low morale seemed to be constantly hanging over them, and their combat power was greatly weakened.

"Bang-"

Seeing that something was wrong with the U.S. troops at this time, Pinghe hurriedly shot another shot and knocked out one of the U.S. troops' heavy guns.

And this time he did not transfer immediately, but fired two more shots in succession, killing two American non-commissioned officers who wanted to reorganize the American soldiers to fight back.

"Comrades, if the U.S. military is going to fail, press them up and wipe them out completely."

Seeing this situation, Yu calmly shouted in his heart that there was a good opportunity, and hurriedly led the people of the firepower platoon to sweep over the position while charging a few shuttles of bullets, so that the already demoralized American troops could not raise their heads at all.

"Comrades, try to fight to the vital point, do not accept surrender, do not take prisoners, remember that we do not take prisoners."

After Wu Qianli had just killed the enemy officer, he also joined the charge, and threw out a few shuttle bullets from time to time.

At a distance getting closer and closer, Wu Qianli's machine gun hit as accurately as a rifle, and even the bullet deviation caused by the shaking was covered by the huge firepower.

This made up for Pinghe's shortcomings as a sharpshooter in some sniper corners, and caused many American troops who mustered up the courage to take the lead to die on the spot.

"American devils, give me death!"

Wu Wanli still bit the ring of the water grenade fiercely, and desperately poured the grenade on the US position.

At this moment, he didn't care about any air explosions or air explosions, and when he threw grenades, he was slightly sour from overwork.

Finally, after he had invested more than a dozen grenades in a row, he touched it into his arms again, but it was empty, and it turned out that the stone belt he was carrying had been used up.

He couldn't help but move his hands and feet, picked up his submachine gun, and joined the assault.

“shit！”

Under such a fierce attack by the Seventh Interspersed Company, many American troops saw that their commander had been killed on the spot, and the belief in fighting in their hearts in order to survive was slightly shaken.

"Didn't General MacArthur say that the volunteers were all dressed in tatters and had a few rotten guns? How do you feel that this firepower and combat quality are not worse than ours at all. ”

An American recruit leaned behind a large bunker and asked the veteran next to him.

"Haha, General MacArthur also said that you will go home for the New Year after Christmas, is it possible for us to go back now?"

The veteran had not been through this battle, and he had fought the most tragic war, which was the Pacific War.

But this group of volunteers is obviously different from the Japanese army that can only charge suddenly, they seem to be more cunning, more aware of the use of strategy, and the courage is not half inferior to the Japanese army.

For a time, no one on the American position spoke, but remained relatively silent.

But apparently, in everyone's eye contact, it seemed clear that many people had already started to think about surrendering and becoming prisoners.

"Dada......da

Suddenly, there was a loud burst of gunfire on the American position, and for a while, the men of the 7th Interspersed Company who were charging stumbled and fell into the snow one after another, but they were actually looking for cover, and they were temporarily pressed and could not raise their heads.

But after a while, Wu Qianli was the first to notice that something was wrong.

Although the gunfire was very fierce, it didn't seem to be aimed at killing them, but not at all. The outward pouring of the past life.

I really don't understand what the U.S. military is thinking, but it does put some obstacles in their charge.

However, the U.S. troops on the battlefield always wanted to shoot the last bullet in their guns, and then surrender when the time came, which was also in line with the rules of the U.S. army, and they would be considered heroic soldiers at that time, not cowardly deserters.

However, if they knew a few words in Chinese, they would definitely not do such a stupid thing, after all, they did not understand that the Seventh Interspersed Company at this moment would not accept prisoners at all, but would kill them directly.

So this surging firepower did not last long, and it gradually became dumb, and even some American troops who still wanted to continue to complete the resistance saw the eyes of their companions, and the fighting spirit in their hearts was also severely shaken.

If half of your comrades on the battlefield were already thinking about surrendering, would you still fight to the death for that illusory hope?

"Brother, what's the matter with these US troops, they have only been strong for a while, why are they wilting now, it shouldn't be a fraud."

Wu Wanli patted his academic qualifications and asked Wu Qianli suspiciously.

"Even if there is fraud, we have to rush over, and now we don't have much time left."

Wu Qianli didn't understand the strange thoughts in the hearts of the American soldiers, but continued to assault forward with a slightly tired body with a gun.

After a small amount of resistance, 5,000 miles with assault cards took the lead in rushing to the positions of the American troops.

Unlike what he imagined would be another brutal white-knuckle battle, the group of American soldiers seemed to look at him blankly, and some even wanted to raise their hands.

On the other side, Yu calmly carried the firepower card, and he also felt the position of the US army, and he pulled out the military spur on the spot, preparing to fight to the death with the US army.

However, soon the hideousness on his face turned into the same confusion as Wu Qianli, and he panicked when he looked at the US troops who were about to drop their weapons all over the ground.

If the U.S. troops really surrendered, they would have to be difficult again, and they would definitely not be able to accept so many prisoners.

"They moved! Don't let them snatch back their guns, shoot them all and shoot them all! ”

Wu Qianli pretended to be very anxious and shouted, and pulled the trigger of the machine gun in his hand.

“NO！ NO！ ”

Many American soldiers were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly raised their hands, and like a wave drum, they shook their heads desperately, as if they wanted to explain something, but the next second they never had this opportunity again.

"Dada......da

Countless flying bullets pierced their flesh and blood, and when many U.S. troops reacted and wanted to grab guns and fight again, it was too late.

With the dream of countless corpses falling to the ground, the American soldiers just widened their eyes and watched the low sucking interspersed, and the people seemed to have lost their lives in silent doubt and panic.

"I'm sorry Americans, but if we meet somewhere else, we might be able to use your lives as bargaining chips at our negotiating table."

Wu Qianli looked at the corpses lying in a pool of blood and sighed slowly.

And the rest of the Seventh Interspersed Company were already not surprised, but they all walked up very consciously and mended their knives to the American soldiers who were not yet dead.

"His grandmother is a ball, these American devils almost killed Lao Tzu."

Yu Congrong first stabbed a US soldier who was pretending to be dead on the ground, and touched a large piece of his scalp that was rubbed off by the bullet, and then scolded and scolded.

"The grenades on these U.S. soldiers are really fat."

Although Wu Wanli's hands were already a little sore at the moment, he was still happy to scavenge the US soldiers one by one, and the grenades were pinned to his body.

The other soldiers of the 7th Interspersed Company, after a big battle, did not have enough ammunition reserves on their bodies, and they were very careful to collect them on the battlefield.

"Leave these people alone, just loot some weapons and ammunition, we need to leave quickly."

Suddenly, Wu Qianli reminded the soldiers of the Seventh Interspersed Company in shock.

The small dynamic combat map in his mind showed that countless red dots were rapidly approaching them, and it would be a problem if the exhausted 7th Interspersed Company was entangled again at this time.