"The squadron will attack the Watergate Bridge Headquarters!"

Suddenly, Wu Qianli led the army to rush in and pointed his gun at the American troops present.

「Shit！ Shoot back and shoot these Chinese ...... Ahh

Seeing Wu Qianli and others rushing in, Bauer pulled out his pistol in panic and shouted, but the sound suddenly stopped.

It turned out that Wu Qianli had just seen Bauer's action of touching the gun, and he directly kicked him violently.

"Click—"

The pistol slammed to the ground with a crisp sound.

Quiet, the scene instantly became deathly silent.

Some of the U.S. troops looked at Bauer's painful expression as he clutched his hands and fell to the ground, and all the hints of resistance they had just had vanished.

"Lay down your arms and surrender or kill!"

Wu Qianli raised the muzzle of his gun and shouted loudly in clear English.

However, at this time, a U.S. soldier slowly pointed his gun at Wu Qianli, and was about to pull the trigger.

"Dada......"

A shuttle of bullets quickly swept over the American soldier, sending several pools of blood mist flying.

Wu Qianli looked at these American soldiers with murderous eyes, and the white smoke from the muzzle of the gun had not yet dissipated.

"I surrender! We all surrender!"

Bauer, who fell to the ground, was almost hit by a ricochet on the ground, and cried out with a slight wail.

At the same time, Pinghe and the others also entered the top of the pump room and surrounded all the American soldiers present.

"Huh...... As you wish, sir, I hope you will keep our lives safe."

Davis saw that the situation was gone, so he had to sigh and drop the gun in his hand.

Seeing that the two commanders surrendered one after another, the other American soldiers also threw their guns and raised their hands.

"Which of you is the commander of the Watergate Bridge, stand up."

Wu Qianli's gaze swept back and forth between the group of American soldiers, and he asked sharply.

When the U.S. troops in the pump room heard this, they looked at each other, and finally could only look at Bauer.

"Is that you?"

Wu Qianli frowned and pointed a gun at Bauer, revealing a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Obviously, temperamentally, Bauer did not look like a commander at all.

「Oh，nonono！ Don't get me wrong, sir, I'm just a substitute for the dead."

"Damn Marshall, he had anticipated the current situation and ran away with his own people, leaving me here ......

Adjutant Bauer waved his hand repeatedly, still complaining in fragments.

"Shut up!"

"From now on, as long as you answer what I asked you, everything else will be held back!"

Wu Qianli put the cold muzzle of the gun on Bauer's forehead and shouted.

"Yes sir, what would you like to ask?"

A cold sweat appeared behind Bauer's back and asked cautiously.

"What's your battle plan?"

"What orders did your commander give?"

"How many troops do you have now?"

Wu Qianli immediately grasped a few of the most critical points and asked quickly.

"The battle plan is probably to lure you into attacking, and then let the troops lying in ambush outside the Watergate Bridge surround you and annihilate them all."

"Chief Marshall's final order is for us to stay here and hold you back with all our might, the longer we delay, the better."

"As for the remaining troops, the front line of the Watergate Bridge defense has just sent a signal flare, requesting that the siege be closed in advance."

"I estimate that I have suffered heavy losses, and in order to keep the defensive line, I have to call for reinforcements in advance."

In the face of the cold muzzle, Bauer was very honest and told everything he knew.

"Brother, listen to what these American devils are talking about, just collapse them all!"

Wu Wanli frowned, his eyes were fixed on Bauer's head, and his hand was already clenched on the butt of the gun.

「oh！ Nonono！ Don't kill me!"

"I swear to God that I tell the truth!"

Bauer begged for mercy as he clenched the muzzle of the gun against his head with a trembling hand.

He wanted to break to the side but couldn't move, so he could only look at Wu Qianli with pleading eyes.

"If you can prove to be useful, I might consider keeping you."

Wu Qianli looked at the pale Bauer, hesitated for a few seconds, and said with a cold face.

"I know where Commander Marshall is!"

"As long as you keep me safe, I can take you there!"

Bauer immediately understood, and hurriedly said loudly.

Wu Qianli heard the words and understood that the goal had been achieved, so he raised the muzzle.

"Brother, do you want to keep these American devils?"

"Now the battlefield situation is critical, and I am afraid that I will ...... with them."

Seeing this, Wu Wanli's heart tightened, and he hurriedly reminded Wu Qianli.

"No, I just need to take him with me."

Wu Qianli said, glanced at Pinghe, and motioned for Pinghe to do it.

Pinghe nodded slightly, and easily tied a circle of grenades to Bauer's body.

Seeing this, Bauer's eyes widened instantly, and the last trace of the idea of taking the opportunity to escape in his heart was also extinguished.

"Company commander, what should we do with the rest of these people?"

Pinghe looked at the remaining American troops, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes.

Obviously, he hoped that Wu Qianli would order these US troops to be completely eliminated.

"Surrender the weapons, then tie up the explosives grenades with them and make the detonating device."

Wu Qianli said after thinking for a while.

"Yes!"

Pinghe's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly beckoned the soldiers to get busy.

The U.S. military is very cooperative, and it is not a shame to surrender under these circumstances, and it is important to save their lives for the time being.

A few minutes later, Wu Qianli held Bauer with a bayonet and led the soldiers towards several buildings on the Watergate Bridge.

Along the way, from time to time, a few stray bullets shuttled by, and the strong smell of gunpowder and blood pierced the nose.

"No, you have to act quickly, otherwise the old bottom of the seventh interspersed company will be wiped out......

Wu Qianli thought to himself, and secretly sped up.

Seeing them getting closer and closer to the complex, an accident suddenly happened.

An American army of more than 20 people came towards them, and when they saw Wu Qianli and others, they immediately raised their guns.

The US non-commissioned officer at the head was obviously a little confused, but did not give the order to shoot.

"Stop! You're not fighting on the front lines, why are you here?"

The U.S. non-commissioned officer mistook Wu Qianli and others for front-line deserters, and hurriedly questioned.

Pinghe and the others couldn't understand English, and when they saw the U.S. troops in front of them raising their guns, they subconsciously wanted to shoot, but they were suppressed by Wu Qianli's gestures.

"Deal with them, or you won't want to live."

Wu Qianli lowered his head and reminded Bauer in a deep voice.

Bauer, who was already weak-hearted, was scared out of a cold sweat, but when he felt the cold bayonet behind his back, he immediately forcibly calmed down.

「Fuckyou！ A squadron has broken through the defense line of the pump room and may attack Chief Marshall's position at any time!"

"We've come to protect the command center, and you're going to stop us!"

Power feigned anger and yelled at the American troops in front of him.

"Adjutant Bauer?"

The U.S. non-commissioned officer at the head recognized Ball and believed his words eighty percent in his heart.

Just now, the front line was in an emergency, and Marshall ordered their remaining troops to go for reinforcements, and happened to meet Wu Qianli and others.

If what Bauer said to him was true, then the command center, which had just finished the transfer of troops, would be in danger.

"Boom! Boom!"

At this time, the violent roar of explosions came from the front line of the Watergate Bridge, and it was obvious that the defense line was already shaky.

"Sorry, Mr. Ball

We don't know about it."

"We still have a mission to carry out, and the safety of Chief Marshall is up to you."

The U.S. non-commissioned officer thought for a moment and finally decided to rush to the front.

Although he also had a trace of doubt in his heart, he was not willing to fight with the superior forces on the other side for the sake of this doubt.

"Whew—"

Watching the U.S. troops in the distance walk away, Bauer breathed a sigh of relief.

If the fight had just started, he would have been the first to be blown into a pulp with a circle of grenades.

"This Marshall is too confident that he dares to send escort troops to the front line, but it also happens to facilitate our operation."

Wu Qianli looked at the direction of the US military, and immediately guessed the intention of the US military, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"This gentleman, here is Marshall's location in front of you."

"I've already brought you here, so why don't you let me go."

Bauer's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of longing.

"Hahaha, don't worry, I have to ask you to help us again."

Wu Qianli smiled as kindly as he could, and said to Bauer in English.

But in Bauer's eyes, it was a demonic smile.

"Pinghe, bring a few reconnaissance platoon leaders and clear all the outlying posts."

"Yes!"

Pinghe's eyes lit up, and he immediately took a few sharp soldiers to touch from the shadows.

And Wu Qianli continued to control Bauer and slowly leaned over.

Before a few U.S. military sentries in the open place saw Wu Qianli, they were cleanly dealt with by Pinghe's people.

A deeply hidden U.S. military outpost, which was originally alert, was about to shoot.

But as soon as he raised his gun, he saw that it was the familiar Bauer "leader", or he was approaching unhurriedly.

「hat？ Chief Marshall didn't say that Ball would come to support, could it be that Ball fled with the army?"

He held Garland up, frowning in confusion.

After thinking for a while, he didn't dare to shoot Wu Qianli and the others directly, but aimed his rifle at the sky, ready to fire a warning shot.

However, just as he was about to pull the trigger, a pincer-like hand strangled his neck.

"Poof—"

The muffled sound of a bayonet entering flesh rang out, and a glittering bayonet pierced his heart.

"Click—"

The U.S. sentry fell to the ground with his rifle, red blood staining the ground red.

Pinghe washed the red blood blade with ice and snow, and raised his left hand to make an "OK" gesture.

At the same time, several other outposts were also killed by the spearheads of the reconnaissance company.

Originally, these secret sentinels would have been shot the moment their location was revealed.

When Marshall heard the gunshots, he would have fled again.

However, Bauer led their group of "American troops" to slowly approach, which made the US military hesitate and gave Pinghe a chance.

"Company commander, it's all settled."

Pinghe returned with fresh blood stains and reported to Wu Qianli.

"Okay, well done."

"Tell the comrades that those who will be caught alive will be collected later, and don't shoot."

Wu Qianli looked at the headquarters with the lights on and said in a low voice.

"Brother, if the American devils react quickly, we may suffer a lot of casualties."

Wu Wanli looked at the houses in front of him and said with a frown.

In the cramped headquarters, if you want to capture Marshall alive, you can't shoot at will, otherwise you are likely to be completely knocked down.

But if they don't shoot, the U.S. troops will shoot at the door for a few seconds and they may run away from the dark tunnel.

"Wanli, do you see that window?"

"Would you be sure if you were to throw the grenade in it accurately?"

Wu Qianli observed for a moment, and immediately asked.

"What's so hard about that, I'm sure

It's not biased at all, but we're not trying to catch it alive......

Wu Wanli responded confidently, and asked with a little doubt.

"Whoever said they were going to blow them up if they threw it in, just scare these American devils."

Wu Qianli smiled slightly, and deduced the battle plan in his heart.

"This ...... I see!"

Wu Wanli scratched the back of his head and thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"We'll ...... this later."

Wu Qianli used the most concise words to arrange the battle plan for killing. ………………

At the same time, within the command

Marshall didn't realize that the danger was approaching, and his face became more and more ugly as he listened to the bad news from the front one after another.

「Shit！ Asking for help, asking for help, asking for help, only asking me for help, where did I get so many troops to move."

"Tell the rice buckets on the front line and let them hold out for another half an hour, and the squadron will definitely be exhausted in the pinch!"

Marshall slapped the table and roared angrily.

The coffee cups on the table were slightly shaken, and the white coffee spilled on the table.

It's no wonder that he was so angry, he obviously expected to lure and annihilate the enemy army, but now he has suffered heavy losses, and he almost collapsed.

"God willing, as long as nothing happens, the Battle of Watergate Bridge will end in victory for the United States."

"Hmph, no matter how crazy that army of Chinese peasants is, in the end it will become just a skeleton buried in the ice and snow."

Marshall clenched his fists and roared through gritted teeth.

But he seems to have forgotten that the East is not under God's control.

"Pong—"

Suddenly, there was the crisp sound of glass windows being smashed.

A swarthy grenade mixed with glass ballast fell in the center of the command center.

"Sir, be careful!"

A U.S. staff officer who was the first to react screamed and knocked Marshall down.

「oh，shit！」

"It's a grenade! Lie down!"

After the U.S. military reacted, they fell to the ground in a panic.

However, instead of exploding, the grenade was violently kicked open.

Marshall immediately looked up at the grenade, but saw that there was no smoke coming from it, and even the pull ring was still there.

"Fuckyou!

"We've been tricked, this grenade won't explode, hurry up and fight back!"

Marshall, who reacted, yelled and quickly reached for the holster at his waist.

However, as soon as he drew his pistol, he kicked him in the right hand with a sharp flying kick.

"Ahh

Marshall screamed, and in pain, his pistol fell to the ground.

He gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain, and tried to pick up the pistol.

However, before he could touch the barrel of the gun, a cold muzzle hit his head.

"Mr. Marshall, I think the outcome of the Battle of Watergate Bridge...... Maybe it will have to be rewritten."

Wu Qianli looked at Marshall, who fell to the ground, and said with a smile.