"Bright Sword System?"
Wu Qianli stood up straight and felt much more energetic.
"I was still worried about how to fight against the U.S. military because they lacked guns and artillery. Now it's better. Now I can become a rich man in the army and fight openly, right? Hahahaha..."
Wu Qianli immediately grinned his chapped lips and laughed.
"Ding - it has been detected that the host is currently being bombed by US bombers, and a newbie gift package is sent to the host, an M9 60mm rocket launcher plus three rockets."
"Caliber: 60 mm. Total length: 1524 mm. Rocket launcher weight: 5.05 kg. Shell weight: 1.55 kg. Effective range: 300 meters. Maximum range: 680 meters. Muzzle velocity: 91m/s."
Wu Qianli was ecstatic when he heard the system prompts. As a special soldier in his previous life, he was familiar with the operation of various weapons, not to mention this old-fashioned rocket launcher.
"It's like dozing off on a pillow. It's so comfortable now."
Wu Qianli found that the snowdrift next to him suddenly bulged up. After digging for a while, he found a rocket launcher and several rockets lying underneath. Perhaps the M9 rocket launcher was a bit unfamiliar, but when it comes to the famous name of Bazooka, there is no such thing. People don’t know.
This kind of rocket launcher was captured in large numbers during the Liberation War, and several armies of the Volunteer Army that entered North Korea were equipped with it, so Wu Qianli's presence did not seem so out of the ordinary.
"Company commander, how are you?"
At this time, Mei Sheng squatted and trotted over. Watching Wu Qianli muttering to himself and laughing, he couldn't help frowning and feeling a little worried.
"Yes, company commander, you are the backbone of our seventh interleaved company. Nothing will happen to you! If these stupid American devils blow up my company commander, I will skin them and cramp them!"
Yu Congrong didn't know when he came to the side and said viciously.
"Go, go, go to hell, you just blew yourself up. The American devils just set off two firecrackers. What's there to be afraid of? Hey, I have a treasure for them to drink from!"
Wu Qianli first laughed angrily at Yu Conrong's words, and couldn't help but kick Yu Conrong a few times, and at the same time played with the bazooka with great interest.
"Brother! Didn't you bring two bottles of soju and stun the boss of the military commissary department and steal this big treasure? Why didn't you call me? I have a good drinker."
Wu Wanli smiled and licked his lips, as if thinking of the aroma of liquor, and swallowed silently.
Mei Sheng couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wu Qianli seemed fine.
"Company Commander, I know what you are thinking, but this is the US military. If you fail to defeat us and expose your position, our 7th Interpenetrating Company will definitely suffer heavy losses. Even if you defeat them, they can quickly replenish them in a short time. This is Gap in industrial base.”
Mei Sheng said, seeming to think of something, and sighed silently.
"Company Commander, let's fight. When our Seventh Intermediate Company went on the long march to the Anti-Japanese War, and from the Anti-Japanese War to the Liberation War, was there ever a time when we were afraid?"
"If this vote is successful, think about it. If we enter North Korea and kill the US military planes, our 7th Intermediate Company will be a powerful force in North Korea!"
Yu Congrong waved his fists excitedly and stared at the US military plane, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
Most of the people in the 7th interleaved company were like this. Facing the fierce bombing, some people had half of their bodies blown off, and their intestines flowed all over the floor. They took out the military spurs to understand themselves, and they were not even willing to waste a bullet.
The entire company embodies a fierce spirit that dares to fight, fight hard, and howls like a wild wolf. This is the unique military spirit of the 7th Intermediate Company.
"They are both carrying one head on two shoulders. What's different? Isn't it just flying up to the sky? Watch me knock these birdmen down!"
Wu Qianli looked at the plane in the sky with determined eyes, his teeth itching with hatred.
"Then let people move the radio station and translator personnel to a safer location, and make sure they are safe."
Although Mei Sheng would make cautious and subtle suggestions, he would still choose to respect Wu Qianli's opinion after Wu Qianli made a decision.
"Come on, you idiot, fly to your grandpa."
Wu Qianli lay on the cold snow, slowly moving in the best direction from time to time, staring directly at the position where the bomber was flying. Dare to use the sword does not mean that he is a reckless man. He needs a good opportunity. .
In the sky, inside the hovering fighter jets
"Oh, God, look at these exploding carriages. Those yellow-skinned monkeys should be afraid."
A US military pilot raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a proud smile.
"Haha, I don't understand where your fun is. It's such a cold weather for us to perform this boring task, why not let me play cards."
Another US military pilot curled his lips and shook his head helplessly.
"Hey brother, don't be so discouraged. Didn't General MacArthur say that we will quickly get rid of these damn yellow-skinned monkeys and then go home for Christmas, hahaha..."
"That's right, these yellow-skinned monkeys who have no ability to resist at all, just think that we are showing mercy and send them to see God, hahahaha..."
As he said that, the pilot piloted the bomber and dived again, unbiased, exactly in the direction of five thousand miles.
Wu Qianli felt the bomber approaching. He felt that the pores all over his body were dilated and his heartbeat was abnormally accelerated. He could only take a deep breath to keep himself absolutely calm.
"5, 4, 3, 2..."
Five thousand miles counted by the second, but the US bombers were getting closer and closer, and the roar of their engines directly suppressed the whistle of the cold wind.
"Die!"
Just when the US bomber was about to dive to a low point and the bomb was about to be dropped, Wu Qianli stood up suddenly, raised his rocket launcher and pointed it at the bomber, and a rocket shot into the sky with white smoke.
"Oh, damn yellow-skinned monkey."
The pilot screamed in fright, controlling the direction with both hands, and quickly swerved to avoid it.
"call out--"
A rocket passed under the US bomber. The US pilot felt the shaking of the plane and broke into a cold sweat.
Before he could rejoice, a small black dot with white smoke quickly flew towards the cockpit. His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, full of panic. He suddenly regretted that what he had just done was not to pull up. It was impossible to hide this time.
"Boom - boom -"
The rocket hit the bomber and exploded instantly. The fuel tank and the bombs on the plane exploded together. A stack of fire clouds bloomed in the sky, leaving only a small amount of debris falling slowly.
Wu Qianli had no intention of admiring it. He had just fired two rockets and was hit by the recoil directly on the snow. Without any time to waste, Wu Qianli immediately stood up and ran away, leaving even the rocket launchers on the spot.
"Buzz buzz-"
Sure enough, a roar came from behind Wu Qianli. It was another US pilot who was briefly shocked and then immediately dived to bomb Wu Qianli.
"Oh, poor brother, I will help you get revenge. Don't worry about your wife and daughter. I will definitely take care of them for you."
The US military pilot crossed himself in his heart and murmured while flying the plane in a dive.
"Run, run as hard as you can, the faster the better!"
This was the only thought left in Wu Qianli's heart. The biting north wind was whistling in Wu Qianli's ears. Wu Qianli's hands seemed to be almost numb from the cold, and his whole body was on the verge of dizziness.
"Damn it, why should someone else be reborn with a beautiful woman in his arms and command a large army to charge, while I am being chased here like a mouse by a US military plane."
Wu Qianli was still running faster while cursing his mother in his mind.
"thump--"
With a muffled sound, Wu Qianli somersaulted and fell on the snow. It turned out that he had been lying down for too long. In addition, the weather was extremely cold and the blood in his legs was not flowing, so he softened for a while.
"It's his grandma's. If he eats box lunch when he first enters the court, he will probably keep other reborn people nagging him for a year."
Wu Qianli murmured half-jokingly, just to give himself the final psychological relaxation. He is not afraid of death, but he does not want to die like this. There are many more things he wants to do for the national army.
Wu Qianli clenched his fists and listened to the roar of the approaching plane. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, waiting for his fate.
