"boom--"
A crisp gunshot like fried beans suddenly resounded through the sky. The US military officer's pupils suddenly dilated, and his eyes were full of shock and fear.
The bullet just scratched his head and hit the head of an American soldier who wanted to take the opportunity to pick up the submachine gun next to him.
I saw a clearly visible blood hole suddenly appeared on the forehead of the American soldier.
And due to the close distance, the penetrating force penetrated his entire head and hit the shoulder of the American soldier behind him without slowing down. The blood of the two dyed a small piece of nearby snow red.
"I originally wanted to give you a chance, but it seems like you are not easy to control."
Wu Qianli looked at the group of American troops in front of him with a sneer. If they surrendered obediently, he would hesitate. But now that there is resistance, he does not have to be merciful anymore.
At this time, the US military officer fell to his knees on the cold snow and begged for mercy in slightly unclear English.
Seeing that their commanders were like this, other American soldiers also knelt down and begged for mercy.
Although this is a shameful thing for their world-famous US military, in the face of life and dignity, I believe that most US military will choose to save their own lives first. This can be seen from the Korean War in history. A spot.
"Tear off all the cotton-padded clothes from the American soldiers and put them on for us. It's so cold in this cold weather. The brothers are all freezing."
Wu Qianli licked his lips, which were turning purple from the cold, and ordered loudly.
The soldiers of the 7th Interleaved Company pulled off the cotton clothes of the corpses of the American soldiers lying on the ground and draped them on themselves.
"In addition to this US military officer, it also includes theirs."
Wu Qianli looked at the American soldiers kneeling on the ground, showing no pity at all.
"Oh, you devils, you can't do this. You are violating human rights and justice. I will take you to the International Court of Justice!"
Several American soldiers who had been robbed of their cotton-padded jackets shouted at the top of their lungs at the protesters. However, after the shot fired just five thousand miles away, no one dared to pick up a gun to resist.
"Brother, will this..."
Wu Wanli looked at the American soldier who was kneeling in front of him, begging for mercy, and suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.
If the American soldier resisted, he would not have any hesitation, but the pitiful sight of him crying and kowtowing now really moved his heart of compassion.
"Fuck your cruelty, Guawazi, please remember that kindness to the enemy on the battlefield is cruelty to our own people. Look at Pinghe, look at the muzzle of the gun on his body, and those dead soldiers. Do the US military pity him?"
Lei Gong kicked the American soldier who was begging for mercy to the ground, took off his cotton uniform, and handed it to Wu Wanli.
Wu Wanli thought for a moment and agreed with what Lei Gong said, gritting his teeth and nodded heavily.
"It's okay, kid. You haven't been on the battlefield for a long time now. Once you see your comrades around you leaving you one after another, and you get used to seeing those bloody scenes, you will become hard-hearted."
Yu Congrong patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder and said, unable to help but sigh.
The American soldiers who were soon stripped of their cotton-padded clothes gathered together, covering their shoulders and shivering. A thin layer of frost had accumulated around their bodies.
If this continues, if they are ignored, they will not survive long in this ice and snow.
"Company Commander, since we have achieved this step, why do we keep this US military officer?"
Yu Congrong scratched his head and asked with some doubts.
"Hahaha, do you think the company commander asked us to wear US military cotton uniforms just to keep warm? Come on, get in the car, these foreign devils will be useful later."
Mei Sheng helped Wu Qianli explain with a smile while helping the injured Pinghe put on the US military's cotton uniform.
The soldiers of the 7th Interleaved Company who quickly finished cleaning the battlefield crowded into the US military personnel carrier.
The person sitting in the cab was the US military officer. Wu Qianli was sitting on the other side, holding the US military officer's own pistol, but using it against his body.
"Drive! Don't play any tricks, or you'll go see your God."
The US military officer opened his mouth with some anger, but the current situation made him swallow the words that came to his mouth. He had no choice but to kick the accelerator bitterly and start the car.
The U.S. soldiers behind, who endured the biting cold wind, saw the vehicle disappear and chased the troop carrier in panic.
However, after only chasing for a while, he fell weakly to the ground, his eyes revealing deep despair.
Obviously, they lost their cotton clothes, weapons and ammunition in such a world of ice and snow. Even if they did not encounter volunteers who beat them to death, they would probably freeze to death here and become bottles of ice sculptures buried in the heavy snow.
There was no trace of intolerance on Wu Qianli's resolute face.
In the historical Peninsula War, the US military also used germ warfare and various inhuman weapons against the volunteers. Why didn't they abide by international conventions at that time?
On the long road, the car was speeding up. At this time, Wu Qianli just hoped that there would be no accidents along the way, so that the 7th Intersecting Company could reach the Dayu Shu command post safely.
Originally, for the sake of safety, we should not take a car and take the main highway. After all, we would be likely to encounter more American troops. However, with the current situation and the wounded, the detour would take too much time, and it was obviously too late.
It seemed that God heard Wu Qianli's prayer. The car drove smoothly for most of the day. Fortunately, it did not encounter any American troops.
At this rate, I'm afraid it won't be long before we can successfully reach the command post.
Just when Wu Qianli let out a long sigh of relief, the accident happened without any warning.
In front of the car, rows of small black dots came into view. As they gradually approached, it turned out to be a group of American soldiers resting there.
Naturally, they also discovered the military vehicle where the seventh interleaved company was located, and they all picked up their weapons and entered combat alert.
"Don't brake, just keep driving forward slowly."
The U.S. military officer knew better than to slow down and was about to stop, but under Wu Qianli's pressure, he reluctantly moved closer to the U.S. military ahead.
"Everyone, keep your guns loaded and stay in fighting condition. If something happens, jump out of the car immediately and fight the American devils."
Wu Qianli swallowed slightly nervously. At this point, he no longer wanted to fight anymore.
Today, the 7th Interleaving Company has many injured soldiers, and if delays continue again and again, they may no longer be able to reach the command post on time.
"Stop the car, which army are you from?"
The US military noncommissioned officer on guard in the front stopped the military vehicle where the 7th interleaving company was located, and asked with some vigilance.
At this moment, behind the sergeant, more than a dozen submachine guns were pointed at Wu Qianli and the US military officer on the cab. As long as he gave an order, even if Wu Qianli had great abilities or system bonuses, he would still be beaten. A puddle of flesh and blood.
"Our unit's designation is...ordered to perform a mission."
That year, the US military officer felt the muzzle of the gun against his body and responded to the US non-commissioned officer's questions very cooperatively. At this time, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
If he was beaten to death by the people of the Seventh Interleaved Company, then at least he would be considered a martyr, but if he died under such circumstances, he would really lose a lot.
"Performing a mission? You..."
The US military noncommissioned officer looked at the bullet holes in the military vehicle and the broken window glass with some suspicion. After looking at it again, he put his US military helmet on his head, lowered his head and pretended to be asleep. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. , obviously noticed something was wrong.
"Brothers in the fire platoon, when the situation arises, we will be the first to jump out of the tank and fight with these American devils."
Yu Congrong whispered to the surrounding soldiers, and the soldiers on the military vehicle, including the wounded, silently picked up their guns.
Wu Wanli's hand holding the gun was even more nervous, trembling slightly, and his palms were covered in sweat.
If they start fighting directly, he is not afraid, but if the US military discovers them and blows them up alive in this sealed military vehicle, it will be very frustrating.
The injured Pinghe cheered up at this time, picked up the gun in his hand, and patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder to comfort him.
Even Lei Gong, who had experienced many battles, had a look of solemnity on his face.
He is not afraid of death, but if he is discovered and beaten like this, I am afraid that the seventh interleaved company, this heroic old unit, will be directly annihilated and the company number will be cancelled.
However, at this critical moment when the smell of gunpowder was strong, a red-faced and slightly drunk US military officer Bauer staggered to the front of the military vehicle.
Just as he was about to ask about the situation, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the US military officer next to Wu Qianli.
"Hello, sir!"
The American soldiers in front of them all gave Ball a standard military salute. In this highly hierarchical US military, no one dared to be disrespectful to their superior officers.
"Oh, who am I talking about? Isn't this John? Come down quickly and have a drink with me before leaving. But when you march, you must be careful of those ghost-like volunteers. Those yellow-skinned monkeys are not easy to deal with."
Officer Ball burped. He was still a little alert and sober. After seeing an old acquaintance, he immediately let down his guard.
So he approached drunkenly and wanted to open the car door and pull the US military officer John out of the car.
Suddenly, a biting cold wind blew, bringing a surge of chill to everyone present, and everyone shivered.
And the drunken US military officer Ball was also dispelled a lot of his drunkenness.
Suddenly, he seemed to wake up. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the US military officer John. He was silent for a few seconds.
"No, John, your troops shouldn't go in the opposite direction when performing their missions, and how come you, a dignified officer, became the driver of this car!"
Under Bauer's questioning, the John opened his mouth, but found that his mind was blank. He didn't know how to explain it, and cold sweat broke out on his nervous back.
The American soldiers behind also raised their submachine guns in unison, pointed them at the military vehicle, and were always ready to shoot.
Seeing this posture, the American soldiers behind them also noticed something was wrong, and they all took a fighting stance and slowly surrounded the military vehicle.
