Longshuidong artillery position

On the periphery of the artillery position in Longshuidong, Wu Qianli was holding a telescope and observing the situation inside.

Across a shallow river, the U.S. military was chatting with each other, and there was no tension on their faces.

"Everyone, I heard that the volunteer army at the front fought fiercely, should we stage another big rout before?"

A U.S. soldier grinned slightly, rather embarrassed to break the atmosphere of their chat.

He recalled that when he was in the first line of defense of Changjin Lake, under the overwhelming charge of the volunteers, he desperately squeezed into a troop carrier, and even the steel helmet was blown away.

"Oh man, what are you worried about?"

"Do you think we really want to fight a decisive battle with the volunteers when we gather our troops near the airport in Xiajieyuli?"

A slightly sloppy U.S. veteran stuffed the cigarette in his mouth into the recruit's mouth and said with a laugh.

"Don't worry, we'll be safe soon."

An American non-commissioned officer smiled and handed the recruit a chocolate.

While the U.S. soldiers were chatting happily, Wu Qianli and Pinghe also completed their general reconnaissance.

"Company commander, these American devils seem to be a little lax in their defense."

Pinghe held a very simple pencil and marked the strength and firing points of the American troops on a slightly worn piece of paper.

"Hahaha, the intention of the US commander to retreat is too obvious for a fool to see, let alone these battle-hardened US veterans."

"How much combat vigilance can you expect from the U.S. military who is ready to slap their butts and run away?"

Wu Qianli smiled slightly and put down the cold telescope in his hand.

Because the movement of the artillery battalion and the 7th Interspersed Company on a collective march was somewhat large, it was easy to alarm the US troops in advance.

Wu Qianli and Hepinghe, with several reconnaissance platoon soldiers, took the lead in touching the artillery position of Longshuidong to observe the situation.

"Company commander, although the American devils have a relatively lax mentality, they have six major firepower points on the front."

"And these firing points just blocked all the passages we could, and there was even a state of fire saturation strike."

Pinghe's sharp eyes swept over the defensive positions of the US troops on the frontal position, and he couldn't help but sink his heart slightly.

It seems that the US military's lax defense is not only because of the imminent escape, but also because of the trust in its own firepower.

"Damn, these American devils are really cunning, and they just put the positions of some important fire points in places where cannonballs can't hit them."

Wu Qianli raised his left thumb, gestured slightly, stared at the sandbags piled up into a semicircular heavy machine gun position, and frowned slightly.

"They all quietly went to the side of the American devil with me to take a look, maybe there are still flaws."

Wu Qianli said as he got up slightly, and the snow on the white cloak was slowly shaken to the ground.

Under the cover of night, Wu Qianli and the others quickly slid across the frozen river, and then quickly fell on the snow.

On the high watchtower of the U.S. military, a high-powered searchlight illuminates the darkness below.

With this thick pillar of light, Wu Qianli could even see the ice slag hanging on the barbed wire in front of him, and there were some bells where the transparent ice slag intersected.

"Before the official start of the war, we must blow up all these barbed wire fences with shells."

Wu Qianli said silently, and slid towards the flank of the deeper US artillery position.

Many scolding US soldiers yawned and patrolled, not noticing the slightest trace of Wu Qianli and others.

It wasn't until they reached the flank of the U.S. military position that they instantly found that there was not a single U.S. military patrolling here.

"Company commander, the troops deployed by the American devils here are probably only about two platoons."

Pinghe observed for a while with the optical scope of the sniper rifle in his hand before coming to a general conclusion.

"These American devils, do you really think that you can sit back and relax with a few tanks?"

Wu Qianli was lying on the snow, observing the situation in the distance with a telescope, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

I saw seven or eight Sherman tanks parked in place, with their gun barrels facing forward, seemingly ready to kill at any moment.

Wu Qianli understands that this is not only the good intentions of the US commanders, but also a kind of helplessness due to the lack of troops.

Sending heavy troops, coupled with saturated firepower, to hold the frontal position to the death, can shoot and wound a large number of volunteer troops on the river beach.

At the same time, the U.S. tanks on the flanks can not only serve as an important defensive force, but also make a detour in an emergency to counter-encircle the frontal attacking volunteers.

And the artillery position of Longshuidong was completely bare all around.

Even a few dead tree trunks were uprooted by the U.S. military, just to avoid leaving any cover for the Volunteer Army to attack.

"If this battle is to be fought, it must be a blitzkrieg, and it must not be dragged down by the firepower of the American devils."

Wu Qianli took the simple firepower distribution map drawn by Pinghe and looked at it, and secretly made up his mind.

"Company commander, there is a situation."

Pinghe heard a slight sound not far away, and immediately pricked up his ears in vigilance and whispered in vigilance.

"The whole army is hidden, let them go without special circumstances, and don't alarm the US troops."

When Wu Qianli heard this, he immediately clenched the bayonet with a dark red luster, and clung to the cold and biting snow, staring at the approaching American troops in the distance.

“shit！ Am I forsaken by God? Why is it that every time it is my worst luck, I have been on duty for three nights in a row! ”

An American non-commissioned officer blushed and scolded his soldiers drunkenly.

Several soldiers below looked at each other, and they all sighed slowly, and no one dared to touch his moldy head at this time.

As time passed, the slight sound of the heavy leather boots of the US military stepping on the snow became closer and closer to Wu Qianli and others.

Wu Qianli and the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon all maintained restraint, and even the frequency of their hearts did not increase much.

They were all the calmest fighters in the 7th Interspersed Company, and they had long been accustomed to such thrilling moments.

But even though they had been well hidden, there was an accident next.

"Sir, be careful, the ghost weather in the Far East is too cold, and it won't be comfortable if you plant it on the snow."

A U.S. soldier looked at the staggering U.S. non-commissioned officer who was walking in the front, and kindly wanted to help.

"Let go of me, I can go on my own."

The U.S. non-commissioned officer frowned and pushed the U.S. soldier who arrived hard.

The soldier immediately stumbled and fell to the side, and the position where he fell was not offset, which happened to be where Wu Qianli was hiding.

“what？”

The American soldier wanted to pat the snow particles and get up, but he instantly saw a human head, staring at him, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Be careful, there's ...... here"

When the U.S. soldiers saw the military uniform on Wu Qianli's body, they immediately understood everything, and they were about to struggle to get up and warn.

"Poof—"

At this moment, Wu Qianli covered his mouth with his big hand and stabbed the American soldier in the chest with a bayonet.

Before the American soldier could finish his words, his vocal cords were severed along with the major arteries, and the sound of warning stopped abruptly.

The other two American soldiers also noticed that something was wrong, and when they looked back, their eyes instantly widened in horror and froze in place.

However, their reaction was not slow, and after only a second of hesitation, they immediately raised their guns, just to fire a warning shot into the sky.

However, as early as Wu Qianli's move, several other reconnaissance platoon soldiers also quietly touched the back of several American soldiers.

"Die!"

Wu Jin, a soldier of the reconnaissance platoon, plunged his bayonet into the back chest of the American soldier.

The shock of being stabbed and the beating of the fresh heart made the hilt of the stabbing tremble slightly at first, but it stopped moving for a few seconds.

When several U.S. military sentries were cleanly dealt with by the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon, the drunken U.S. non-commissioned officer finally noticed the movement behind him.

"You ......"

Looking at the American soldier who was convulsing on the snow, the American non-commissioned officer's wine instantly woke up more than half, and he immediately wanted to take out the pistol on his waist in a hurry.

However, he had just touched the butt of the pistol when Pinghe immediately kicked him in the stomach.

“Fuck you！”

When the American non-commissioned officer was clutching his stomach and rolling in the snow in pain, a cold bayonet was already pressed against his chest.

"Tell me your patrol time, code, and your specific troop allocation."

Wu Qianli held a bayonet and asked the US non-commissioned officer in fluent English, his eyes full of murder.

"If I did, would you let me go?"

The U.S. non-commissioned officer raised his hands and asked with some pleading.

The blood of the American soldiers stained with the cold bayonet had not yet dried up, and it remained on his uniform drop by drop, and the thick smell of blood made him feel the threat of death.

Faced with his question, Wu Qianli still had a cold face and did not answer a word, but the general stabbed a little deeper.

"I say! I say it all! ”

The U.S. non-commissioned officer, who felt the pain, held Wu Qianli's thorn tightly with both hands, and hurriedly agreed.

He understands very well that he is at an absolute disadvantage and has lost his basic right to negotiate conditions.

When he finished saying everything he could, Wu Qianli even threw him the simple map of Pinghe and asked him to draw a rough picture of the situation inside.

Under the threat of bayonets, this US non-commissioned officer had to write down obediently, not daring to deceive and conceal it in the slightest.

However, in the information provided by this US non-commissioned officer, there was a point that made Wu Qianli feel a little surprised.

The U.S. military actually deliberately sent two division-level sharpshooters to help defend, but they didn't know what the strength was in the showdown on the battlefield.

"Company commander, we have basically figured out the situation of the artillery position in Longshuidong, so let's go back quickly."

Pinghe looked at the combat map in his hand and suggested in a low voice.

Obviously, they have just eliminated the US patrol, and they must not drag it out any longer, otherwise the US military will be alert.

"Okay, let's deal with it briefly, and we'll go back to camp immediately."

Wu Qianli waved his hand, and several soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon immediately buried the corpses of the American soldiers on the ground.

Even the blood stains that remained on the ground were simply treated by the warriors before leaving.

When Wu Qianli and the others returned to the volunteer garrison on the periphery, the rudimentary map was spread out, and all the backbones gathered together, quickly listening to the situation of the US army's Longshuidong artillery position.

"Company commander, in this case, it may be better for us to divide our troops to fight."

Mei Sheng looked at the distribution of firepower and military forces on the map, pinched his chin and thought for a moment, and then came to a conclusion.

"Division? Brother, didn't you say that you have to concentrate superior forces to annihilate the U.S. military? ”

Wu Wanli scratched his head suspiciously, and asked with some puzzlement.

"Silly boy, Mei Sheng is right, we do have to divide our troops."

Wu Qianli smiled slightly, pointed to the map, and motioned for everyone's eyes to focus on.

"We need to use a force to attack their frontal positions, beat them to the point of collapse, and put enough pressure on them."

"At this time, the tanks on the flanks of the US army will definitely come out in a roundabout way, and then our troops in ambush on the flanks can take advantage of the weakness to enter and attack them, and the battle will be decided."

Wu Qianli said, clenched his fist with his right hand, and smashed it on the position of the US artillery position in the center of the map.

"Okay, Company Commander Wu is worthy of rich combat experience, so he fights like this!"

After hearing this, Camp Commander Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at the map and nodded slightly.

In fact, the battle plan is very simple, but the simpler the battle plan on the real battlefield and the fewer links, the better the final result will be.

After all, the battlefield is not just a battle, and a gorgeous and bloated plan will be difficult to implement, and it is easier to make mistakes in a certain link.

"Company commander, leave the position of the main attack to me Lao Yu, I promise to call for help after three minutes of beating the American devils."

Yu Congrong patted his chest, habitually wanting to take over the main task.

"Company Commander Wu, this is the main attack task, please be sure to hand it over to our artillery battalion, we can still charge into battle, no worse than you."

Battalion Commander Yang was just about to speak, but in view of the fact that he calmly spoke first, he couldn't help but say a little eagerly.

He understands very well that if he wants to make the US military with such saturated firepower feel oppressive when he is the main attacker in the front, it means that there must be a lot of sacrifices.

After their artillery battalion is fought, this battle basically only needs to carry out bombing missions, but the ground air interspersed company, which is a secret weapon, must not suffer heavy casualties here.

"Battalion Commander Yang, this is what I said first, you are not authentic."

Yu Congrong stood up and was about to continue arguing a few words, but was stopped by Mei Sheng on the side.

"Company commander, in fact, what Battalion Commander Yang said is right, from an objective point of view, the running artillery battalion is indeed more suitable for the main attack."

"Only by interspersing the charge from the flanks can our 7th Interspersed Company give full play to its advantages."

Mei Sheng analyzed the battle situation very calmly and objectively, and looked at Wu Qianli.

"The whole army obeys the order!"

Wu Qianlixian nodded slightly, then stood up, and said solemnly, and everyone immediately straightened their waists and waited for their combat mission.

"Battalion Commander Yang, you led the first and second companies of the artillery battalion to attack the U.S. army, and give me momentum head-on!"

Wu Qianli watched Battalion Commander Yang give military orders loudly, and cast a look of please.

"Yes!"

Battalion Commander Yang was commanded by Wu Qianli, and he did not have the slightest displeasure, but responded loudly.

"Pinghe, Mei Sheng, you and the reconnaissance platoon assisted Battalion Commander Yang in knocking out the frontal US military firepower point, and we must not let their eight machine guns go off in unison."

"Yes!"

"Lei Gong, you take over the third company of the artillery battalion and the heavy artillery, hide at the junction of the front and the side and wait for the opportunity, as soon as the US tank is dispatched, it will be bombed fiercely!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

When Lei Gong heard that he could temporarily take over the heavy artillery, he immediately rubbed his hands excitedly and responded loudly.

"The rest of the people are lying in ambush with me on the flank of the U.S. artillery position in Longshuidong, and as soon as their tanks are bombed, we will attack immediately!"

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