North of Watergate Bridge

Just when Wu Qianli was invincible, Yu Congrong and the others here encountered some trouble.

"Platoon commander, no, the firepower of the American devils is too fierce, and the risk of a strong attack is very high!"

Tie Niu, a soldier of the fire platoon, lay on the ground, pressed the steel helmet and shouted loudly.

In the distance, several heavy machine guns in the outlying positions of the US army opened fire alternately, and orange-red gun flames kept gushing.

Not only that, some U.S. troops also installed gun grenades and bombarded the military formations of the fire platoon indiscriminately to block their attack.

"His grandmother's, it's hard to fight, won't this battle be fought?!"

"Even if you smash it with your head, you have to smash the defense line of the American devils!"

Yu Congrong looked at the firepower platoon fighters behind him and shouted loudly, showing his determination to prepare for a strong attack.

As a veteran soldier on the battlefield, Yu Congrong understands the current situation very well, and there is only one way to attack.

If it is suppressed in place, as soon as the sharpness of the firepower platoon is discharged, it can only be slowly annihilated under the firepower of the US army.

As for the retreat?

That is tantamount to betraying Wu Qianli and others and running away by himself, Yu Congrong would rather die in battle than do so.

"Bazooka prepares! Smash the American devil's machine-gun position! ”

Yu Congrong snorted fiercely and roared loudly.

Soon, four or five fighters in the fire platoon ventured to their feet, raised the bazooka, and aimed at the heavy machine guns that the Americans were constantly strafing.

On the defensive position of the Watergate Bridge of the US army, a US military officer Yodel saw this situation and immediately widened his eyes in shock.

“Fuck you！ How can a platoon of the Chinese army have several bazookas! ”

"Sniper! Kill them! ”

Yodel threw down his binoculars and shouted in the direction of the fire platoon Bazooka.

At this time, the snipers hiding in the shadows had already silently raised their guns and aimed at the fighters who fired the rockets.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Several gunshots rang out from the shadows, and the volunteer soldier who had just carried Bazooka was shot in the chest, and the red blood slowly oozing out.

The other U.S. troops on the position also reversed their fire and swept towards these most threatening volunteer fighters.

"American devils, Lao Tzu will pull you on your back when he dies!"

Many of the soldiers who had been shot in the body roared in a low voice, and with the last of their strength they fired the rockets, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Whoa—"

"Whoa—"

Four or five rockets quickly burst out, carrying a trace of white vapor, and smashed fiercely into the heavy firepower of the US troops.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Under the violent explosion, the extremely strong shock wave exploded the sandbags that surrounded the position, and the sand and earth and stones inside flew everywhere.

Two Browning heavy machine guns were blown to scrap metal, and the cracked metal parts tore apart the bodies of American soldiers along with the bomb fragments.

In an instant, the original surging and abnormal firepower of the American army was stopped, and only a dark bunker was still roaring, and sporadic rifle fire was still fired.

Seeing this, Tie Niu, a soldier of the fire platoon, gritted his teeth, jumped deep, and quickly picked up the bazooka in front of him, and quickly loaded the rocket.

"Ahem, ahem...... Quickly counterattack, don't give the Chinese army a chance to bombard again! ”

U.S. officer Yodel coughed and raised his binoculars, saw Tie Niu's actions, and immediately pointed ahead to remind.

At this time, the only remaining bunker of the American army turned the muzzle of the machine gun, ready to completely beat the iron bull into rotten meat.

"His grandmother's, fire cover!"

Seeing this, Yu Congrong picked up a Thomson and shot wildly at the position of the US military bunker.

The other firepower platoon fighters also aimed at the U.S. bunker, desperately pouring bullets away.

In the U.S. bunker, some stray bullets flew inside, causing a lot of trouble to the U.S. machine gunners, and their movements were a little slower.

"Dare to shoot indiscriminately! I'll fuck you! ”

The firepower platoon soldier Tie Niu gritted his teeth, picked up the bazooka, aimed accurately, and fired.

The rocket flew out with a thud, spinning at high speed right in the center of the bunker.

Huge explosion fragments flew out, and were knocked into the bunker by the high pressure of the shock wave, and the American soldiers inside were immediately blurred by the explosion.

"Good opportunity! Don't leave the smoke bombs, blast them out for Lao Tzu! ”

Yu Congrong saw that there was a vacuum in the heavy firepower of the US position, and immediately smashed his fist into the snow excitedly and shouted loudly.

Soon, the fighters of part of the fire platoon installed gun grenade launchers and fired out the previously captured white phosphorus smoke grenades.

"Bang-"

With a slight sound of metal rubbing, five or six white phosphorus smoke grenades were fired, and white smoke soon rose from the US position.

Before the white smoke had spread much, Yu Congrong got up violently, raised his bayonet, and slammed a battle gesture.

The soldiers of the fire platoon instantly understood, changed into sharp bayonets, and slaughtered the American positions in a bright light.

As soon as U.S. officer Jodel saw the chill of the bayonet, the white mist completely enveloped the front.

"Sir, are we going to fight the Chinese army in a white-knuckle battle?"

A U.S. non-commissioned officer looked at the unknown white fog in front of him, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

Even veterans who have participated in the Pacific Theater believe that the white-knuckle combat of the volunteers is definitely a more terrifying existence than the Japanese army.

Because although the Japanese army's stabbing was brutal, it was relatively rigid, especially when charging against heavy machine guns.

And the rush of the volunteers is not only swift, but also always able to play all kinds of tricks.

"Humph! These Chinese troops are too anxious, and they can only become live targets when they lift their bayonets and charge at such a distance! ”

"So that the soldiers don't have to dodge, shoot directly, and the volunteers will definitely not be able to rush!"

U.S. officer Yodel smiled contemptuously, watching the volunteers in the white mist stop shooting, presumably preparing to charge with all their might, just in time to harvest a wave.

In fact, Yodel's tactical judgment was right, Yu Congrong and the others were still too far away, and now they would definitely suffer heavy casualties when they charged closer.

However, if Yodel could see through the situation in the white fog, he would have shouted that the Chinese army was cunning.

It turned out that Yu Congrong's actions were just pretending to be for him, and together with the white fog, he immediately asked the soldiers to scatter to both sides to find cover and lie down, and set up two Browning heavy machine guns.

Unsuspecting U.S. troops raised their guns one after another, wanting to shoot at the vital points of the charging volunteers, but unexpectedly they missed.

Not only that, in order to exert maximum firepower, many US troops exposed most of their bodies and strafed with recoil.

"The place where the fire is most dense in the white fog just now, hit Lao Tzu hard!"

After Yu Congrong spotted the dense area of the US troops, he raised his submachine gun and swept it over.

Two Browning heavy machine guns also roared immediately, sweeping down the American troops who were shooting outcropping.

“Shit！ These cunning Chinese troops, they must die well! ”

U.S. Army Officer Yodel looked at the fallen U.S. soldier, threw the telescope on the ground, and cursed.

The American soldiers were also stunned by the sudden firepower, and they all clung to the bunkers, saying that they did not dare to shoot first.

What about the white-knuckle battle that was said? Why did you suddenly stop talking about martial arts.

The U.S. military also wanted to bully the white-knuckle charge of the volunteers like bullying the Japanese pigs.

As a result, the volunteers taught the US military a lesson, times have changed, this is the Korean battlefield, not the Pacific theater.

"Grandma's, rejoice! Enjoyable! ”

Yu Congrong listened to the screams of the American troops in the distance and said with a laugh.

"The heavy machine gun turns to the left flank, continues to fire, and suppresses the American troops!"

"A squad of stragglers, quickly inserted in the middle, and smashed the grenade at the American devil!"

"The main force of the firepower platoon will kill me from the right flank and have a real white-knuckle battle with the American devils!"

Yu Congrong put Thomson on his back, clenched the bayonet, and gave the order loudly.

The fact that they can play so fancy now is mainly due to the change of equipment in the United States, after all, it was difficult for a good woman to cook without rice before.

However, although the firepower of the all-American weapons is fierce, the ammunition is consumed too quickly, and it is impossible for them to carry enough with them.

Therefore, Yu Congrong can't grind, and he must still use white-knuckle combat to solve these American soldiers.

"Yes!"

The fighters of the fire platoon responded loudly, and each quickly arrived at its own battle sequence and launched an attack on the American position.

Under the suppression of machine-gun fire, the American soldiers hid in their positions, daring to fire only two shots from time to time.

It wasn't until the squad inserted in the middle of the road took out a grenade and threw it into the US position, that many US soldiers did not bother to take their guns and rushed out of the position as if fleeing.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The brilliant flames of the grenade explosion flashed out, and only about 20 US troops were left to escape from their positions before the explosion.

"If you can't fight any more, withdraw immediately...... Yes! ”

Jodel, who had survived, was about to command a retreat when a chill flashed, and his arteries and flesh were torn apart by bayonets.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

Yu Congrong stabbed again, and Yodel covered the wound gushing with blood and fell heavily on the snow.

The other firepower platoon fighters also carried bayonets, like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and stabbed the American soldiers in the chest.

"Poof—"

"Poof—"

The muffled sound of bayonets entering the flesh sounded, and many American soldiers were kicked to the ground and pierced their hearts before they could scream a few times.

It only took a minute for the position to calm down, and even the gasps of the American troops were gone.

"Report to the platoon commander, on the northern periphery of the Watergate Bridge, all the American troops have been wiped out, and our army has won a great victory!"

Tie Niu, who was covered in blood, gave a military salute and said quickly.

At the same time, the soldiers of the firepower platoon who had cleaned up the battlefield stood proudly, looking at Yu Congrong with warlike eyes.

"Good!"

"Comrades, kill Lao Tzu! Tear through the last inner line of defense of the American devils and blow up the Watergate Bridge! ”

Yu Congrong roared loudly and slammed the bolt of Thomson's gun. The bullet casings that popped out smashed to the ground, making a crisp and continuous sound, like a charging music.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The soldiers of the firepower platoon with high morale shouted, followed Yu Congrong, and slaughtered the Watergate bridge in a skirmish battle formation.

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South of Watergate Bridge

Lei Gong and the others beat the mortar barrels red, and countless exploding mushroom clouds spread all over the outer positions south of the Watergate Bridge.

"Platoon commander, you can't keep fighting, it's going to blow up!"

An artillery platoon veteran looked at Lei Gong and persuaded in a low voice.

"It's almost time, Mei Sheng should be ready......"

Lei Gong calculated the time for a while, looked at the US military position south of the Watergate Bridge, and his eyes revealed a trace of fierceness.

"The last round of bombing, give Lao Tzu a momentum!"

"Two tight positions on the left, three rapid shots, plus extended ......"

"Fire!"

With Lei Gong's fierce wave of his hand, the soldiers of the artillery platoon immediately stuffed the prepared mortar shells into the muzzles.

"Bang!"

The cannon burst into the chamber, making a soft sound of metal rubbing, and the white mist suddenly dispersed in all directions.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Another round of intensive bombardment smashed into the feet of the American troops south of the Watergate Bridge, and the already charred ground was once again burned red by the rising fire clouds.

The American soldiers covered their ears with scolding and swore and hid themselves against their positions, waiting for the shelling to pass.

At first, they were still on alert, thinking that the 7th Interspersed Company would charge immediately after the bombing, as the previous volunteers had done, and were unwilling to waste any round of shelling.

But I didn't expect that the artillery platoon, which had captured a large number of shells, would be willing to bomb round after round, and blow them all up.

As a result, the American soldiers habitually hid behind their bunkers, and no longer showed their heads even after the shelling was over.

However, it was their relaxation of vigilance that gave Mei Sheng the opportunity to lead people to sneak attack and attack quickly.

"Step behind the artillery fire and kill it!"

Mei Sheng took some elite soldiers, followed the mortar fire in front, and broke through to the American position.

In the darkness of the night, they actually completed an almost textbook infantry and artillery coordination and killed in front of the American position.

"Grenades!"

Mei Sheng gave an order, and countless soldiers pulled out their grenades and threw them at the US position.

After experiencing rounds of shelling, the US troops suddenly saw the grenade that fell under their feet, and they didn't react to anything for a while.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The flames of the grenade explosion soon enveloped them completely, and many American soldiers were blown into the sky.

"Kill!"

Mei Sheng picked up his rifle, accurately killed the two American soldiers who climbed towards the heavy machine gun, and led the troops into the interior of the American position.

"Dada......"

The elite submachine guns of the Volunteer Army at the forefront harvested the American soldiers on the position with extremely strong firepower.

Immediately followed by a melee veteran with a bayonet and a ferocious charge, he assassinated all the fish that slipped through the net under the fire.

The U.S. troops, which had already been annihilated by artillery shelling and grenades, had already suffered a massive number of living forces, and now they had suffered a blow like a divine soldier, and their morale collapsed in an instant, and most of the U.S. soldiers' strength was scattered.

In the rain of bullets, Mei Sheng and others wantonly slaughtered these American soldiers, and the ground that was originally scorched black by the explosion was instantly stained with blood.

Soon, except for a few fleeing American troops, Mei Sheng led his troops to annihilate all the American troops here.

"Grandma's, it's really clean and neat, it smells like a company commander!"

At this time, Lei Gong rushed to support with people, saw the corpses all over the ground, and said with emotion.

"Don't say much, immediately cooperate with Yu Congrong's department on the other side, pinch the last line of defense inside the Watergate Bridge, and strive to blow up the bridge tonight!"

Mei Sheng clenched his cold rifle, looked at the Watergate bridge in the distance, and said firmly.

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Watergate bridge deck, the last internal defense position

"What!? The armies of our outlying positions have been completely annihilated! ”

An American officer yelled in anger as he listened to the words of the fleeing soldiers.

"Bastard, are the volunteer armies on both sides God's troops? How could it be like this! ”

"Commander Marshall's plan is to let your firepower inflict heavy damage on the volunteers, and then bring them in to fight! It's not for you to bury the army! ”

After the American officer roared loudly, his angry brain was dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

"Sir!"

Seeing this, several of the routed soldiers who had fled back immediately stepped forward and shouted with their arms around the American officer.

"Sir, the volunteers on both sides have pressed over and will attack at any time, what should we do......"

On the other side, another US non-commissioned officer ran over, looked into the distance, and said anxiously.

"Inform Chief Marshall that we have no way to weaken the viable force of the Volunteer Army, so we can only close the net in advance."

"As for our net, whether we can cover the tiger of the Chinese army depends on God's arrangement......"

The American officer sighed dejectedly, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he reluctantly gave the order.

Soon, a signal flare rushed into the sky at great speed, and the red light flashed in mid-air, and it was clearly visible within a radius of several miles.

On both sides of the Watergate Bridge, there is a team mixed with tanks and personnel carriers, which is rapidly pressing towards the Watergate Bridge......

Thanks to Jian Liu, Ge Wei, and the monthly ticket voted in the Xiuyuan Villa District of the Agricultural Bank of China~

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