"Dada......"

Wu Qianli coldly aimed at the swaying figure of the American army in front of him, and swept it directly with two shuttles.

The flying bullet was like a sharp sword, piercing through the boundless drifting snow and piercing the body of the American soldier.

Many American soldiers who had fled halfway to the ground stumbled and fell to the ground in an instant under the impact of the bullets, and then lay in a pool of blood and never got up again.

McLean, who was pretending to be dead on the snow, swallowed a mouthful of saliva very covertly, which seemed a little unnatural.

The rapid sound of submachine guns stimulated his fragile heart, and the distance between him and Wu Qianli was less than ten meters at this time.

What's even more deadly is that the heat wave of the raging flames that kept fluttering down on his face caused a thin layer of fine sweat to break out on his face.

Under the illumination of the flickering fire, the sweat droplets from a "corpse" lying on the ground were so crystal clear and eye-catching.

"Oh, I gotta calm down right now, he won't find me, no. ）”

McClane kept comforting himself in his heart, and at the same time prayed that Jesus and God would bless him safely.

In fact, beside him, a Colt pistol lay there quietly, flickering with a faint black iron streamer.

But McClain only dared to close his eyes tightly at this time, and he didn't dare to have any idea of breaking out and killing Wu Qianli.

After all, he was surrounded by soldiers from the assault platoon, and even if he succeeded in the sneak attack, he would not escape death.

"Collect the regimental flag of the American devils to Lao Tzu, and kill them with all their might, their big fish will definitely not run far!"

Wu Qianli frowned slightly, and instructed the soldiers of the assault platoon.

Although the overall situation of this battle was decided at this moment, he was still a little distressed.

If he can't kill the leader of the Polar Bear Regiment, McLean, his mission will be considered a failure.

And on a night when the stars and the moon are dim, chasing down the chaotic American army, it is not easy to find a person.

Wu Qianli frowned and thought as he walked forward with a Thomson submachine gun.

His thick cowhide boots made a faint noise as they stepped on the bullet casings in the snow, and the sound was getting closer and closer to McLean.

At this moment, McLean's heart is also becoming more and more nervous, his life and death are only decided in these few seconds.

At this moment, listening to the shouts and gunshots of the volunteers, McLean gradually had a bold idea in his mind.

This person should be thecommander of the Volunteer Army. ）”

"If you kill him, you can have an explanation when you go back. ）”

McLean thought about it, and simply made a heart, gritted his teeth, and decided.

After all, if the elite polar bear group is buried here, and he hasn't made any achievements, even if he goes back, he may not be able to live.

What's more, his Texas grandmother is still waiting for him to go back to eat turkey for Christmas and the family reunion.

Thinking of this, McLean opened his eyes slightly, and roughly observed the specific position of the pistol.

Although his hair on the left side of the snow was clinging to the cold snow at this time, it should have been very cold.

But due to excessive tension, his messy yellow-brown hair was still wet, and the frozen yellow hair knotted together and turned into ice strips.

“It's time， may Jesus bless， let me kill this damn volunteer army！ (It's time, may Jesus bless me kill this damned volunteer!) ）”

While McKellen muttered in his heart, Wu Qianli had already arrived, only two steps away from him.

His slightly opened eyes could even observe the cracks on Wu Qianli's leather boots, and the infinite madness suddenly surged in his heart.

"Go to hell! ）”

McLean roared as he quickly grabbed the Colt pistol with his right hand, and the whole person exploded instantly.

But Wu Qianli didn't panic at all, but snorted coldly, looking at McLean as if he was watching a joke.

Just now, he keenly observed the white vapor spewing from McLean's nostrils, and he had already guessed that there was something wrong with him.

When McClain saw Wu Qianli's calm performance, he felt a panic in his heart.

But now that he was ready to fly, he had no other choice, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at Wu Qianli as quickly as possible.

However, at this moment, Wu Qianli's hand like an iron tong instantly grabbed his arm and lifted it up suddenly.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the gun flashed, but the bullet flew into the eternal and boundless darkness, without hurting Wu Qianli's body in the slightest.

McKellen's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that Wu Qianli could have such speed and strength.

Unwillingly, he immediately slammed the elbow of his other hand into Wu Qianli's chest, wanting to take advantage of this to distance himself and continue to shoot.

However, at this moment, Wu Qianli instantly twisted the arm he grabbed in the opposite direction.

"Whoa—"

With a crunch of broken bones, McLean's fingers straightened out in pain, and the pistol fell to the snow.

"Ahh

At this moment, McLean felt a huge pain pounding on the nerves in his brain.

He had to open his mouth wide, sucking in the cold air like a fan, and wailing in pain from time to time.

"Compared to those American devils who ran away, I admire you."

"But I'm sorry, you've already lost, Captain McLean."

Wu Qianli said with a chuckle, and at the same time, he raised the Thomson submachine gun with his other hand, and the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against McClain's head.

However, Wu Qianli's normal smile seemed to McLean like a satanic demonic smile.

At this moment, McLean was very remorseful, he never thought that in his eyes, a group of yellow-faced and thin-skinned Chinese peasants could also arm such an elite army.

"Oh please, sir, leave me alone, I don't want to die. ）”

Feeling the cold muzzle of the gun against his head, McLean begged for mercy to Wu Qianli in an almost pleading tone.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so quickly, you're still useful to me."

Wu Qianli said, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his right hand grabbed McLean's collar, and carried it up to his right shoulder.

The leader of the Polar Bear Regiment was carried on the battlefield by Wu Qianli in such a humiliating way.

It wasn't until Wu Qianli found a jeep not far away that he slammed him on the passenger seat and put the muzzle of the gun against his jaw.

"Brother, this is the flag of the Polar Bear Regiment, and I have already got it."

At this moment, Wu Wanli ran over, said with his right hand, grabbed the half-broken flagpole, and the regimental flag on the flagpole was still fluttering.

As Wu Wanli jumped into the back seat of the jeep with the regimental flag, McLean seemed to realize what they were going to do, and a huge sense of humiliation swept over him.

"Your commander has been captured alive, lay down your weapons, surrender your guns and not kill! ）”

Wu Qianli roared loudly while driving an old-fashioned jeep for the US military.

At the same time, Wu Wanli, who was sitting in the back, held the regimental flag in one hand and strafed the American troops who wanted to turn back and resist with a submachine gun in the other.

The other fighters of the assault platoon also used Wu Qianli as a sharp knife, followed closely behind, except for the American troops who laid down their weapons and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

Seeing this scene, McLean's blood surged up directly, and the whole person fainted.

If it is said that the polar bear regiment that originally retreated was organized by the battalion commanders, it is still possible to gather the remnants of the troops and retain the formation and return to the original US military station.

Now that Wu Qianli is doing this, the entire polar bear regiment is either killed or surrendered directly, except for the rout soldiers scattered into the distance.

After all, even their own commanders have been captured, so what do they have to hold onto.

After the previous rout and this battle, the American soldiers did not even have the courage to flee back and continue to fight with the volunteers.

simply surrendered ahead of schedule and ended his painful journey.

“I surrender， I surrender， don't kill me， I've had enough！ (I surrender, I surrender, don't kill me, I've had enough!) ）”

An American soldier fell to his knees, crying out in tears.

This was the case with many other U.S. troops, with assault platoon fighters jumping straight past them and continuing the pursuit.

However, some veterans just raised their hands and were silent, looking at the front with numb and dull eyes.

In this way, the pursuit and fighting for a long time, until the sky was a little hazy, and the soldiers of the assault platoon were flushed and sweating profusely.

Even if their physical fitness is extremely tenacious, they are exhausted by the high-intensity fighting and almost a night of pursuit.

And at this time, only the sporadic gunfire of the US troops remained, as well as the point fire of the assault platoon soldiers, which was basically coming to an end.

"Stop the pursuit, gather your army and go back!"

Seeing that the sky was gradually brightening, the cautious Wu Qianli simply ordered to retreat.

In the absence of air supremacy, during the day, it was the time when US planes wantonly bombed the ground forces of the Chinese Volunteers.

"Bang-"

However, at this moment, a stray bullet flew and hit McLean's chest, and the slowly flowing blood stained the car's iron sheet.

Wu Qianli turned his head to look at this unlucky bastard, without any change in expression, but felt that he didn't have to do it himself, and he was relieved.

During the night's pursuit, Wu Qianli and the assault platoon fighters killed hundreds of American troops, most of them aimed at the backs of American troops.

In addition to the fleeing American soldiers, they also left behind nearly 200 prisoners.

In this battle, the ratio of battle losses between them and the US army has reached an astonishing one to several ten.

Just when Wu Qianli and others pressed the captives to go back, Yu Congrong and Lei Gong also worked together to make brilliant achievements.

In the US military command post, there was originally a battalion of US troops.

When they were halfway through the search, they suddenly heard the sound of cannonballs whistling in the air, and hurriedly searched for the location of the bomb shelter.

However, when the American troops dodged for a while, they realized that the shells were not aimed at them.

At this time, Battalion Commander Peter climbed the commanding heights to observe and found out about the situation outside, and immediately panicked to lead people to highlight to rescue friendly troops.

However, at this moment of their delay, the main force of the polar bear regiment outside had been broken down by the seventh interspersed company, and they were chased by Wu Qianli and others and fled quickly.

At this time, Lei Gong's artillery platoon also aimed the howitzer at their position, and a violent explosion was staged again in the US command post.

The serial explosion of countless shells blasted all the courtyard walls to the point of collapse, and one house after another collapsed in the flames.

Smoke and firelight mingled, combined with the wails of American soldiers, intertwined into a new human purgatory.

Although Peter rushed out of the courtyard with a small number of American soldiers, it was not a new life that awaited them.

Yu Congrong and the people of the fire platoon had already set up their machine guns and fired at the US military figures that rushed out.

Not at all any American troops were able to survive the fire of dozens of machine guns, and they all fell on the snow one after another, becoming another skeleton.

Under such firepower, no more American troops rushed out of the command post for more than half an hour.

Lei Gong, on the other hand, used up all the shells of the howitzer, and the thick howitzer barrel had become extremely red.

"Damn, it's a pity, I can't even move the heavy artillery of the American devils, otherwise I will definitely protect them as treasures."

After the shelling, Lei Gong stroked the steel running tube of the howitzer and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Although he can't take these howitzers with him, he can be satisfied with a one-time fight.

"Let's go, go to the command post and take a look, Lao Tzu doesn't believe this, just like this, there are still American devils who can survive."

Lei Gong said as he led the soldiers of the artillery platoon towards the ruins of the command post.

By the time they arrived, the fire platoon had already searched for them, but there was no sound of refills.

The thick smell of blood and gunpowder smoke irritated Yu Congrong's nasal cavity, and he couldn't even find a complete building, let alone an American soldier.

"Don't fucking talk about American devils, even if the gods are coming, I'm afraid I won't be able to live."

Yu Congrong looked at the pieces of minced meat on the ground, and only felt disgusted, and the tragedy was so severe that even the old soldier retched twice.

At this time, Wu Qianli and others in the distance also escorted back with the US prisoners.

The black and oppressive figure of the American prisoner really made Yu Congrong and Lei Gong's eyes widen.

"I'm obedient, even if a few hundred pigs are released, I won't be able to catch them all in one night."

Yu Congrong swallowed his saliva, looked at the number of American prisoners, and sighed in his heart.

However, it would have been a good thing if so many American prisoners were on the front line, but now for the 7th Interspersed Company, it has become a hot potato.

"Company commander, what are we going to do with these American devil prisoners."

When Wu Qianli approached, Yu Congrong couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Except for the battalion commander and above, all the other US troops are tied up and thrown into the original command post, and they are left to fend for themselves."

Wu Qianli looked at these glazed-eyed American soldiers without the slightest pity.

After all, in history, the U.S. military used bacteriological warfare tactics in the Korean War, killing countless soldiers of the Volunteer Army.

Yu Congrong looked at the blazing US military command post, and there was a large amount of black smoke in it, and nodded suddenly.

"Ding—Congratulations to the host for completing the Bright Sword mission and capturing the flag!"

"Get the mission reward: God-level rapid march bonus experience card, after using it, you can quickly rush to the vicinity of Xiajieyuli Airport at amazing speed!"

"Congratulations to the host, while defeating the polar bear regiment, the battle loss ratio against the American army exceeded 1 to 30, and the achievement was achieved - unstoppable."

"Get an additional bonus from the system: a 20mm quadruple anti-aircraft gun, and when used by the host himself, the bullets will receive a 50% speed bonus!"

"The 20-mm quadruple anti-aircraft gun has been automatically stored in the system warehouse for the host, and can be withdrawn and used by the host at any time."

When the cold prompt sound of the system sounded in his head, Wu Qianli couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

Whether it is a god-level rapid marching speed bonus or small anti-aircraft artillery fire, it is a treasure that can greatly help the battlefield.

"...... near Xiajieyuli Airport"

Wu Qianli muttered these words, feeling that the system was pointing to the strategic goal for him, and fell into deep thought.

At this time, the sound of aircraft motors humming in the distant sky gradually became clear.

Two U.S. F-51D "Mustang" fighters are rapidly approaching the position of the 7th Interspersed Company.

(End of chapter)