At dawn, the U.S. military camp

"Report sir, all howitzers are ready, and the Air Force bombing will arrive late!"

A U.S. military officer reported loudly.

"Good!"

"Give me the order, assemble the whole army, and attack immediately!"

Colonel Corom Bates looked at his watch and nodded slightly.

「yes，sir！」

The U.S. officer responded and quickly conveyed the order.

It didn't take long for the thick howitzer barrels to slowly raise and aim at the high ground where the Gang Seventh Regiment was located.

「Fire！ (Fire!) ）」

With the roar of the commander of the US artillery battalion, the muzzles of countless howitzers lit up with red light, and the guns shook violently backwards.

"Whoa—"

"Whoa—"

"Boom! Rumble! Boom!"

Countless shells whizzed into the high ground, and the violent explosion turned the snow-capped hills red, and finally turned into carbon black craters.

331 on the heights

The soldiers of the Seventh Regiment were lying dead in the rear air-raid shelter, billowing black smoke shrouded the entrance of the cave, and the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the room.

Until the sound of the cannon gradually stopped, and the explosion point gradually extended away.

"Brother, the artillery fire of the American devils has finally moved away, fortunately, we have built the fortifications in advance, otherwise the losses will be great."

Wu Wanli looked at the embers of the outer positions and sighed.

"The American devils are afraid that we will have an ambush behind us, so they use artillery fire to extend and cut off reinforcements, just like we fought the French battalion yesterday."

"Prepare your comrades for battle, the American devils are going to attack!"

Wu Qianli clenched his fists and said quickly.

"Regiment commander, the soldiers of the firepower battalion are all screaming, just waiting to overthrow these American devils, let's do the most important position on the front line."

Yu Congrong picked up the Thomson submachine gun and took the initiative to ask.

"Be careful of their heavy firepower, don't fight hard, this American army is even better equipped with firepower than before, and it is their real trump card."

Wu Qianli nodded in agreement and commanded.

"Don't worry, Captain, we haven't played any trump cards!"

Yu Congrong grinned, a trace of pride ignited in his eyes, and he turned around and rushed out.

"Comrades of the fire battalion, come with me, *** these bastards!"

Yu Congrong pulled the bolt of the gun fiercely and shouted loudly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The soldiers of the fire battalion had already been blown out of the fire, and one by one they rushed to the front line position with a loud roar.

Wu Qianli carried a gun in his left hand and a telescope in his right hand, and also walked towards the front line.

"Regiment commander, the artillery fire of the US army is very fierce, you are now the commander of the first regiment, the core of the entire Seventh Regiment, there is no need to take risks, why don't you let me go."

Mei Sheng stopped Wu Qianli and proposed worriedly.

Every time he saw Wu Qianli go to the line of fire in person, he sat in the rear again and again, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Mei Sheng, you are the political commissar, and you can listen to the affairs of the regiment in normal times."

"But as soon as the cannon sounds, the whole regiment has to obey my command!"

"You stay, I'll go!"

Wu Qianli did not hesitate at all, simply gave the order directly, and rushed out with Wu Wanli and the others.

The military situation is like fire, the fighter plane is fleeting, and he doesn't want to do something he doesn't want to do because of too much talk. ……………………………………………

On the position of the 5th Regiment of the 2nd Marine Division of the US Army.

"Take advantage of the artillery fire just after the attack, immediately attack, don't give the squadron a chance to breathe!"

Captain Korom Bates excitedly lowered his binoculars and yelled.

「yessir!」

An American officer hurriedly responded and hurriedly conveyed the order.

It didn't take long for several American Pershing heavy tanks to slowly drive forward, and under the thick barrel, a white five-pointed star grid

Outside dazzling.

Behind the body of the tank, a large number of American soldiers bent down to follow, and watched very cautiously ahead.

"Squeak, squeak—"

The heavy tank tracks of the tank slowly moved forward, constantly crushing the branches and other roadblocks in front of it, making a strange sound.

The positions of the 7th Regiment did not open fire, but quietly waited for their approach.

As the elite of a hundred battles, they know that shooting now will not damage the tank's armor at all, but will expose their own firepower.

A few minutes later, the U.S. tank was pressed to a high ground and stopped not far from the ground.

「Shit！」

"Whoever told them to stop, keep marching!"

Colonel Krombets put down his binoculars and cursed loudly.

"Sir, there's a radio communication from the troops ahead."

"The slope of the higher ground further down is too steep, and the tank has tried several times, but it can't go up at all."

A U.S. military officer sighed and said helplessly.

"Then let the tanks provide fire cover in place, and the infantry will attack upward, and we must take the 331 heights!"

Colonel Corom Bates was ruthless in his heart and ordered in a cold tone.

「Yes，sir……」

The U.S. officer responded with some sympathy, and quickly radioed the order.

After receiving the order, the tank raised its barrel on the spot, aimed at the position on the high ground, and prepared to attack.

Several heavy machine guns were set up by the U.S. forces in nearby bunkers, and matching mortars were cowered behind the tank's armor.

After preparing this, some American troops dared to rush out of the cover of the tank and kill on the high ground.

Obviously, the U.S. military was not sure of the firepower of the Seventh Regiment and planned to make a tentative attack first.

Colonel Corom Bates picked up the telescope again and carefully observed the situation on Heights 331.

At this time, thick smoke billowed from the high ground, and there were huge artillery craters and burning dead branches everywhere, but the location of the soldiers could not be seen clearly.

"No wonder they say that the squadron is a ghost unit, and it's so well hidden."

"Hmph, then let the elite of America send you down, and let you be real ghosts."

Krombetz smiled contemptuously and muttered to himself.

On the high ground

The soldiers of the Seventh Regiment opened the safety one after another, pulled the bolts, and obviously had been waiting for a long time.

At this time, the fire battalion occupied the main position in order to maximize the firepower advantage.

The positions on both sides are the assault battalion and the reconnaissance battalion, which can snipe and reinforce the main position at any time.

Finally, there were several temporary positions of the artillery battalion, which were convenient for moving at any time so as not to be destroyed by American artillery fire.

There are connections between several positions, and they all lead to the position of the temporary command of the front line, which is also the location of Wu Qianli and others.

"When Brother Yu grabbed the main position, everyone in the firepower battalion thought they could do a big job."

"Who knew that this American devil was so stingy, hahaha, who ate such a little miscellaneous fish."

Wu Wanli looked at the sparse attacking formation of the US army and couldn't help laughing.

In his opinion, even a single assault company of his assault would be enough.

"Silly boy, what's fun, this is a tentative attack by the American devils, and the best is yet to come."

Yu Congrong rubbed Wu Wanli's head and said with a smile.

"Eh, I wanted to heat up the cannon chamber, but these people are too wasteful to fire two shots."

Lei Gong pursed his lips and said with some disgust.

"Yu Congrong, put the U.S. troops closer and swept them down directly with submachine guns, there is no need to expose the firepower for this person."

"Lei Gong, as soon as you open fire later, you don't have to worry about these infantry, give priority to blowing up the heavy machine gun and mortar positions of the American devils below!"

"Others, stay put."

Wu Qianli slowly put it down and ordered murderously.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, and hurriedly went down to get ready.

At this point, the historical Hwacheon sniper battle, under the butterfly effect of Wu Qianli, kicked off in advance!