On the highway, the US military personnel carrier was still rumbling and roaring, and the US soldiers in the cockpit were also carefully observing the situation of the vehicle.

Compared with consuming more fuel, the US military, which has deep pockets, is more afraid of the embarrassing situation of not being able to fight because the temperature is too low after the fire is turned off.

Some U.S. soldiers shoveled the snow in front, while a handful of U.S. officers gathered in the carriages, smoking cigarettes and telling lewd jokes.

"The company commander is almost over, let's kill it directly, and when the American devils return after clearing the snow, it will be easy for us to shoot and smash the car body."

Yu Congrong, who was ambushed on the side of the road, whispered to Wu Qianli to persuade him, and the clouds of white gas that came out of him were faintly visible when he spoke.

"Don't rush to fight yet, I'll take two people around the back of the carriage and touch it in, and kill all the American officers inside."

"As soon as you hear the noise, immediately kill the main forces in front of the American devils, and don't let them approach the vehicle quickly."

Wu Qianli said as he grabbed the muzzle of the submachine gun that Yu Congrong was anxious to raise, slowly pressed down, and admonished.

"Don't worry, company commander, as soon as your guns go out, I will immediately take the people of the fire platoon to break through all the turtle suns, and ensure that they will not hurt the troop carriers."

Yu Congrong said confidently, took out two pineapple grenades, put them in front of him, and stared at the American soldiers who were shoveling snow.

Under the cover of night, Wu Qianli carried a cold submachine gun and slowly entered the cabin with two soldiers from the fire platoon.

The cold wind was still howling like a whistle, and the slight movement of Wu Qianli did not attract any attention from the US military at all.

In the cabin, several US military officers pinched their flickering cigarettes and laughed and chatted with their comrades-in-arms beside them.

Under the smoke, they felt that the cabin seemed warmer, but at the same time, it further obscured their vision.

"Oh, Mario, I heard that your son is about to have a birthday, so I don't plan to give you the latest train toy, the kids don't like it."

An American officer took a deep puff of his cigarette and said with a smile.

"If I can go back, why don't I send him two little trains? Now in this battle, I really don't know if I can retreat safely. ”

Mario sighed slowly as he spoke, feeling a little helpless.

The dream of going home for Christmas has long been shattered, and the haze of defeat has hung over their heads and cannot be eliminated.

If he had known that the war would be like this, he would certainly not be willing to participate in the Korean Peninsula War.

"Let's not talk about it, I'll go and see if those boys are lazy, why haven't they reported it for so long."

Talking about this, Mario felt that the topic was a little disappointing, so he simply stretched, stood up and walked out of the cabin.

However, at this time, Wu Qianli had already put on a snow-white cloak and touched the back of the cabin.

When he arrived, he slowly got up and patted the snow off his shoulders, just in time to hear the sound of Mario's leather shoes on the iron plate in the cabin.

Wu Qianli asked the other two fighters to prepare, while he took advantage of his blind spot, half-crouching under the car window, waiting for Mario to appear.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......"

Mario choked on the snow outside the window, and when he regained his strength and was about to jump out of the car, a large hand like iron tongs grabbed his foot and neck.

“what……”

Before Mario's exclamation was finished, he was pulled down by Wu Qianli.

The cold, hard black iron butt smashed into his skull with great speed, and the huge impact and pain made him faint on the spot.

"Poof—"

After the muffled sound of the bayonet entering the flesh, Mario's heart immediately opened a bloody hole, and countless bright red blood gushed out along the major arteries.

"Oh guys, this is not right, just ......"

A U.S. military officer watched Mario's figure quickly pull down the window of the car, and immediately dropped the cigarette butt in horror, intending to get up.

At this moment, the soldiers of the fire platoon, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately climbed into the cabin, and the black muzzles of their guns were aimed at the US officers in the cabin with a chilling murderous aura.

"Dada......da

The soldiers pulled the trigger fiercely, and the Thomson submachine gun in their hands kept spraying gun flames.

The cramped cabin did not give the US officer any room to escape, and the flying bullets quickly made bloody holes in the US officer's body.

"Hmm~"

As soon as these American officers pulled out their pistols, they snorted, their whole bodies went limp, and their hearts stopped beating.

“what？”

The soldier in the cab of the US personnel carrier stared at him in horror, listening to the movement behind him, he subconsciously stepped on the accelerator, trying to escape.

"Bang-"

With the crisp sound of a Garand rifle, a bullet instantly pierced the front windshield.

The broken glass ballasts immediately bloomed like fairy flowers, and there was a bloody hole in the eyebrows of the American soldiers in the cab.

The sudden sound of gunfire made the American soldiers shoveling snow in front of them stop moving, and they all froze in place, looking behind in surprise.

But after all, the U.S. military was well-trained, but they only hesitated for half a second, and then immediately dropped the sapper shovel, grabbed the gun in their hand, and wanted to quickly counterattack.

"Hit!"

Yu Congrong coaxed loudly while biting off the metal tab of the grenade and threw it at the American army.

“shit！”

Countless U.S. troops saw the small black dots of white smoke in the air smashing to their feet, and they immediately panicked and wanted to lie down quickly.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The flames of the grenade explosion immediately engulfed the American troops, and iron shrapnel of various sizes pierced the flesh and blood of a large number of American soldiers.

"Ahh

A U.S. soldier with his legs blown off crawled and wailed for help.

However, the other American soldiers all took a few steps back with frowns and shook their heads helplessly.

The American troops who were bombed like this have no possibility of being rescued in such a cold and snowy place outside.

"Firepower platoons are in various squads, interspersed with charges along the planned route, don't let these American devils escape!"

Yu Congrong rushed to the front first, the machine gun in his hand swept towards the dense area of the American soldiers, and shouted loudly.

The US soldiers, who were stunned by the sudden explosion, were killed or wounded in the face of the coverage of the firepower net, and some US recruits saw that the situation was not good, and they had the idea of slipping away.

But some of the veterans had already fallen to the ground as a reflex, and raised their guns to fight back.

"You fools, do you want to leave your back to the enemy?"

"Kill the past, grab the personnel carrier and then retreat, otherwise we can't outrun the bullets."

An American non-commissioned officer shouted anxiously, raised the muzzle of a submachine gun, and aimed at Yu Congrong, who was at the front, with a shuttle of bullets.

Countless bullets were lucky enough to whizz past Yu Congrong's ears, but they also shocked him into a cold sweat.

After listening to the non-commissioned officer's words, many American soldiers suddenly felt reasonable, and simply gritted their teeth and decided to stay and fight back.

Someone had already picked up the bazooka and fired a rocket at the front of the fire platoon.

"Lie down!"

Yu Congrong immediately shouted loudly and quickly threw himself on the snow.

"Whoa—"

"Boom!"

Countless snowflakes were built at the location of the rocket explosion, but it did not kill or injure many firepower platoon soldiers, but it also temporarily suppressed the momentum of their attack.

"Good opportunity, don't wait any longer, just kill it now."

The US non-commissioned officer with a beard on his face was obviously experienced in combat, and when he saw that the fighter plane was rare, he immediately ordered loudly.

But soon, he was slightly embarrassed to find that only a few of his orders followed, his own American recruits.

The US military officer who could command everyone had already been shot dead by Wu Qianli and others.

And the rest of the American troops, although they knew that there was no problem with his command, were unwilling to follow the orders of a non-commissioned officer and be the first to be cannon fodder.

For the sake of a chance to survive, the US non-commissioned officer simply gritted his teeth and rushed out with a few people under his command.

Seeing this, some U.S. troops followed and killed in the direction of the personnel carrier.

"Oh God, look at this reckless fellow, let them rush, we'll leave them with fire cover."

Another U.S. non-commissioned officer shook his head helplessly at his comrades who rushed towards the personnel carrier, fixed a Browning heavy machine gun and fired in the direction of the fire platoon.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

At this moment, accompanied by two imperceptible gunshots, the two US non-commissioned officers who gave the order were shot one after another, and both vomited blood from their mouths and lay on the ground convulsing.

When some of the US soldiers saw this, their hearts immediately chuckled, and they sank to the bottom, and their fighting spirit to resist was also slowed down by half.

Pinghe didn't observe much, and before the white smoke at the muzzle of the gun dissipated, he immediately turned his head and aimed at the American machine gunner who was firing.

"Bang-"

A rapidly spinning bullet knocked the steel helmet of the American machine gunner into the air, but missed the head.

“Fuck you！”

The U.S. heavy machine gunner clutched his dizzy head and cursed, the impact of the steel helmet nearly breaking his neck.

But soon he was on the battlefield, so he had to shake his head vigorously, then set up the machine gun and continued to strafe, and the strong recoil made the bullet chains on the side tremble slightly.

"What did this kid do in his last life, how can he still be so lucky."

Pinghe sighed in his heart as he raised the sniper rifle in his hand again.

"Da Da Da ......"

However, at this time, with the sound of machine gun firing, the American machine gunner had already fallen, and several bullets were irregularly fired into various parts of his body.

Pinghe put down the sniper rifle in his hand in a little surprise and turned his head to look.

At this time, Wu Qianli had already climbed onto the mounted machine gun of the US personnel carrier, and the accurate point fire just now was his masterpiece.

"His grandmother's, even Chang Heping River is powerful, our firepower platoon can't drop the chain."

"The first and second squads charged to the left, and the third and fourth squads followed me to the right and killed them with a pincer attack!"

Yu Congrong shouted as he got up and led the soldiers of the fire platoon to kill.

At the same time, the soldiers of Pinghe and the reconnaissance platoon have sniped all the non-commissioned officers in the US army.

The current U.S. soldiers are leaderless one by one, and they can only shoot helplessly while retreating quickly backwards.

"It's time for us to play, boys, hit hard, after this battle, it's time for us to change the artillery."

Lei Gong watched the distance between the American army and the soldiers of the 7th Interspersed Company narrow, and immediately ordered an artillery bombardment.

When the sound of mortar shells approaching, the American soldiers' eyes widened, and they did not expect that there would be artillery bombardment.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The mortar shells cut through graceful arcs and smashed under the feet of the American soldiers, directly overturning a large number of American troops who were caught off guard.

At the same time, Wu Wanli once again staged the air explosion that he was good at, and the explosion of anti-infantry grenades was just right, which also took the lives of many American soldiers.

"Kill it, our company commander said it, there is no need to stay alive!"

Yu Congrong swept around the explosion and flames while leading the team to kill the American troops.

Many U.S. troops were lucky enough to stay away from the center of the explosion, but they still had to face strafing by the fire platoon.

Even the US veterans who rushed out of the bombing area in time and lay on the ground could not escape Wu Qianli's accurate point shots, and could only cover their wounds and die with hatred.

When the smoke gradually cleared, Yu Congrong and the others had already killed the American soldiers.

The soldiers of the fire platoon faced the remaining few American soldiers, and they didn't even bother to waste bullets, so they took out the bayonets on their waists and rushed to the front of the American soldiers in a few steps.

A few cold flashes flashed, and the remaining American troops all clutched the blood gushing from their necks and struggled a few times before losing consciousness.

"Clean up the battlefield, get in the car immediately, we have more important things to do."

Wu Qianli looked coldly at the corpse of the American soldier on the ground, and said in a habit that he had long been accustomed to.

The fighters of the 7th Interspersed Company were also very skillful in scavenging the ammunition and mortars of the Perfect Army, and quickly squeezed into the cabin.

"Company commander, the headquarters of the Ninth Army Corps sent us a telegram asking if we could assist the artillery battalion in ending the artillery position of the American army in Longshuidong."

Mei Sheng, who had just guarded Smith and was not involved in the battle, happened to receive the content of the telegram and immediately asked Wu Qianli.

"If you kill the artillery position in Longshuidong......"

Wu Qianli heard this, pinched his chin and frowned and hesitated.

Originally, he wanted to kill the small high ridge next to the Xiajieyuli airport with lightning speed, and end this stronghold, so that he could choke the throat of the US troops who could not escape.

"Company commander, the location of the Longshuidong artillery position is not far away, it is near the airport in Xiajieyuli, we will be able to arrive soon."

Mei Sheng spread out a crumpled combat map, and pointed to the location of the Longshuidong artillery position above with his frozen red fingers.

"Ding - the system has detected the current situation of the host and has automatically generated a bright sword task, which can be selected by the host independently."

At this time, the cold system prompt sound sounded just right, and Wu Qianli couldn't help but have a flash of joy in his eyes, and hurriedly urged the system to hurry up in his heart.

After all, he couldn't make up his mind in his heart, and he could just make a choice according to the system's task rewards.

"Bright Sword Mission 1, joint artillery battalion, seize the U.S. Longshuidong artillery position, and if successful, you will be able to get six Springfield-style sniper rifles and 800 rounds of ammunition."

"The Springfield-style sniper rifle issued by the system will be equipped with the highest level of optical sight of the era, which can greatly enhance the accuracy shooting strength of the reconnaissance platoon."

"Bright Sword Mission 2, rush to Xiaogaoling, seize the commanding heights, seize the opportunity to block the retreat of the American army, and after success, you can get six Mosin Nagant sniper rifles and 800 rounds of ammunition."

"The Mosinagan sniper rifle issued by the system will receive the highest level of sniper silencer of its time, which will greatly enhance the covert firing capability of the reconnaissance platoon."

When the system's prompt sound was broadcast, Wu Qianli couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, these two were considered first-class rewards.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Wu Qianli still decisively chose the first task of the bright sword.

Although it is said that the sniper silencer can enhance the function of concealment, so that the killing is invisible.

But relatively speaking, a significant increase in the accuracy of shooting is of greater significance to the 7th Interspersed Company.

This era is different from later generations, which can feed countless sharpshooters with a large number of bullets, and the ammunition depots of the volunteer army simply cannot guarantee such ammunition consumption.

The so-called sharpshooters in the reconnaissance platoon are only relatively speaking.

Only with the blessing of optical sights can they exert the powerful combat effectiveness of precision sniping.

"Let's go, kill the artillery position in Longshuidong!"

Wu Qianli, who had made a decision, immediately gave the order, and the soldiers of the seventh interspersed company quickly approached the destination in the bumps of the personnel carrier.

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(End of chapter)