Just when the seventh interleaving company was all in place to surround this group of American troops, they were still resting in place without knowing anything.
Some people took out chocolates and gnawed them while looking at photos of their families, while others pointed at the group of North Korean women and made vulgar jokes.
"Pinghe, take your recon platoon's sharpshooters to find the commanding heights. Pay attention to the positions of the enemy's machine gunners and officers, and try to snipe them all first."
Wu Qianli patted Pinghe on the shoulder while explaining to him the several firepower points of the US military he had discovered in front of him.
"Don't worry, company commander, I guarantee that all US machine guns will be misfired."
Pinghe nodded first, then smiled confidently at Wu Qianli, and Dangzhi led his men with Garand rifles and ran towards the commanding heights.
"Lei Gong, you and your brothers in the artillery platoon fired the artillery as far to the left as possible. They gathered the group of Korean women on the right, which just made it easier for us to annihilate the enemy."
However, Wu Qianli still told Lei Gong to try not to accidentally hurt the people of North Korea.
"Hey, company commander, don't worry. I've been shooting artillery for most of my life. To put it exaggeratedly, even if you ask me to blow up a fly with a cannonball, I can chip it firmly for you."
After listening to Wu Qianli's words, Lei Gong first used his thumb to roughly estimate the impact point and distance of the cannonball, and then patted his chest to assure him.
"Yu Congrong, take the fire platoon around to the other side and organize the cross-fire point. When you hear the sound of Lei Gong's cannon, fire with all your strength to harvest. Don't worry about the bullets."
"After the machine guns finish harvesting them, don't give them a chance to breathe. Just press on and drive them to me."
Wu Qianli whispered to Yu Conrong, but when he turned around, he found that Yu Conrong had already put the submachine gun in his hand, and looked excited, as if he was rushing to charge.
"Yu Congrong, you must listen to what I say. Don't worry about bullets. Try to harvest with firepower first. Don't just think about rushing."
Seeing Yu Congrong's impatient state, Wu Qianli couldn't help but punch him on the chest and reminded him angrily.
"Don't worry, company commander, I understand."
Yu Congrong held his chest in pain, calmed down a little, and quickly agreed.
After a while, under the cover of darkness, countless figures moved quietly. It took only a few minutes for everyone in the seventh interleaving company to reach the designated combat position.
"Give me a fucking blow!"
Lei Gong first used his thumb to assist in aiming for a while, and checked the aiming of each cannon. Then he nodded secretly and shouted loudly with a hoarse throat.
"boom--"
The soldiers of the artillery platoon directly released the prepared mortar shells and put them into the dark muzzle. There was only a clear sound of the firing pin, and the shells instantly shot up and flew into the sky.
"call out--"
"call out--"
"boom!"
The mortar shells soared into the sky, and after reaching the highest point, they fell violently, penetrating the heavy air, making a sharp and harsh friction sound, and smashed hard into the ground, rising into blooming clouds of fire.
Before many American soldiers could realize what was going on, the hot shrapnel penetrated the flesh and blood of their bodies, splitting the bodies of the American soldiers into pieces, falling scattered everywhere, and their flesh and blood were blurred for a while.
"Fuck!"
"Oh, shit!"
After the first round of bombing, several American soldiers covered their bodies with wounds gushing out blood, wailing in pain.
In some cases, the entire leg was missing, leaving only the blood hole that was constantly flowing with blood, oozing blood and wailing in pain.
"Fight back!"
The US military officer was also stunned by the mortar shell. He covered his arm with a deep shrapnel wound and screamed with bared teeth. However, in order to survive, he still shouted and fought back.
However, the artillery platoon did not give them a chance to counterattack. With the sound of artillery, another round of mortar shells hit the US military.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Accompanied by loud noises, countless shrapnel mixed with the unpleasant smell of gunpowder smoke, like a death sickle sacrificed from hell, kept harvesting the lives of American soldiers.
The sky-high flames generated by the bomb explosion also gave Pinghe and the others the opportunity to observe enemy targets.
Under the cover of explosions, several crisp gunshots were fired unnoticeably, killing some American soldiers who wanted to get close to heavy machine guns and other heavy weapons to counterattack.
"Fight back! Their artillery fire has stopped, fight back quickly!"
As the second round of bombing ended, the American officer who survived by chance loudly urged the American soldiers lying on the ground.
"His grandma's. If the shells he brought were not limited, if he exploded a few more rounds, no one else would have to take action. The shell fragments could send them all directly back to their god."
Lei Gong listened to the roar of mortar shells, accompanied by the painful wails of countless American soldiers, as if hearing a very beautiful song. The beard on the side of his smiling mouth was trembling slightly, but he still felt a little regretful. road.
"Da da da da da da da da..."
A long flaming snake in the U.S. Army spurted out, and countless hot machine gun bullets came out.
It turned out that the US military officer ran directly to a heavy machine gun and controlled the machine gun to pour out rage into the darkness.
At the same time, his pupils were dilated and he kept roaring loudly at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted to eliminate the fear in his heart.
The emotions of other American soldiers seemed to be infected. They finally recovered from the explosion and picked up their guns one after another, preparing to fight back.
"Fire!"
At this time, it was Yu Congrong's fire platoon's turn to open fire, and the heavy machine guns roared like motors.
The heavy and hot bullets hit the bodies of the American soldiers, punching holes in the blood. The gushing blood instantly dyed the pure white snow red.
The American soldiers could only lie down in the craters made by mortar shells, risking their lives from time to time to raise their heads and fight back with the guns in their hands.
However, as soon as many of them showed their heads, their helmets were penetrated by countless submachine gun bullets. Their brains mixed with bright red blood splashed everywhere. Many American soldiers tilted their heads and fell heavily in a pool of blood.
"It's grandma's fault. I have been fighting for half my life and have never been so rich. It turns out that the firepower coverage of the American devils' wars is so good."
Yu Congrong burst out laughing when he saw that the countless bullets seemed to be dragging long yellow tails, like sickles cutting down the American soldiers like crops.
The U.S. soldiers were overwhelmed by the powerful firepower of the fire platoon and could not lift their heads for a while, but in the end, a few risked their lives and climbed to the heavy machine guns without fear of death. They fired up several machine guns and counterattacked in the direction of Yu Congrong. With.
"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, go to hell."
A black soldier in the U.S. Army poured bullets in the direction of Yu Congrong frantically, and other machine guns in the U.S. Army also fired one after another.
For a time, the American soldiers seemed to have regained their rhythm. Under the counter-suppression of their own machine guns, they raised their guns and fired, suppressing the momentum of the fire platoon.
"This is an oversight on my part, haha."
Pinghe, who had been staring at the heavy firepower of the US military, smiled slightly awkwardly. Countless US troops had already been sniped by them before they even climbed to the position of the heavy machine gun.
But the few black soldiers in the US military were too dark. In the dark night where there was no moon tonight, and they were far away, it was really impossible to see their positions clearly.
"Hahahahahahahahaha, come on, yellow-skinned monkey, why are you so wilted?"
The black soldiers who were hiding in the dark and kept firing saw that the fire platoon's momentum had weakened slightly. They couldn't help laughing, revealing a trace of white teeth, which were very conspicuous in the firelight.
"boom--"
Pinghe found the opportunity, immediately raised his hand and fired, and a US heavy machine gun went silent.
Poor the black soldier, he just smiled, and then a hot bullet pierced his teeth and shot directly into his throat. He was so proud just now that he suddenly vomited blood and his body couldn't help it. He struggled willingly, and soon fell heavily into a pool of blood.
"Good marksmanship."
Meisheng was beside Pinghe at the moment, and he was also firing cold guns. Looking at Pinghe's beautiful shot, he couldn't help but praise it sincerely.
No matter what happens at this time, no American soldier is willing to risk his life to touch the heavy machine gun that may kill him.
As a result, the momentum of the American soldiers suddenly weakened again, and each of them could only lie on the ground cowering, firing a few shots from time to time, and there was no aim at all.
"Brothers, follow me up and kill them all. Don't leave them to our company commander."
Yu Congrong himself didn't even need a submachine gun. Instead, he held a Browning machine gun and led the firepower platoon soldiers of the 7th interleaving company in a three-by-three formation to encircle the American troops.
Although Wu Qianli asked him to drive the American soldiers into his ambush circle, Yu Congrong, seeing how smoothly this battle of wealth was fought, he wanted to wipe out all the American soldiers himself.
However, it has to be said that the elite level of the US soldiers is still very high. After two rounds of artillery strikes and harvesting firepower, there is no sign of collapse. They even still maintain a relatively complete organization and formation, calm and calm. Fight and retreat.
"You Yu Congrong, you are so greedy that a snake swallows an elephant. I will teach you a lesson after this battle is over."
Wu Qianli, who has a keen sense of hearing, vaguely heard a few words Yu Conrong said. After guessing the mouth patterns, he understood what Yu Conrong meant, and couldn't help but cursed a few words in an angry and funny way.
"The American devils are going to retreat to us. Get ready. Don't let anyone go. If we miss someone to report the news, we will be in danger."
Wu Qianli whispered to the soldiers of the assault platoon, and the nearby soldiers nodded seriously and passed on the words.
"Wan Li, your air blast ability shouldn't have deteriorated."
After Wu Qianli warned everyone, he smiled and rubbed the head of Wu Wanli next to him and asked.
"Don't worry, brother. Not only have I not regressed, I have also improved a lot. Just wait and see, I will also become that invincible fighting hero."
Wu Wanli raised his head proudly as he spoke, but his hand holding the grenade was still trembling slightly, not because of nervousness, but because of the excitement in his heart.
Soon, under the suppression of the fire platoon, the American soldiers who were fighting and retreating were exposed to Wu Qianli's range, and each one of them left their backs to them.
"Don't be impatient. Move closer and then hit."
Wu Qianli did not immediately give the order to fire, but waited patiently.
800 meters, 700 meters, 600 meters, 500 meters, the US military was getting closer and closer to them, and the palms of everyone holding various weapons gradually became sweaty.
400 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters, and finally, when it reached 100 meters, Wu Qianli slowly raised the rocket launcher in his hand, pointed it at the center of the US military, and pulled the trigger fiercely.
A high-speed rotating rocket emitted white smoke and flew out with a whoosh. The very slight recoil force caused Wu Qianli's left shoulder to shake slowly.
Before several American troops could react, they were blown directly into the air and died on the spot.
The moment Wu Qianli pulled the trigger, he also bit off the tabs of the two grenades, and traces of white smoke kept rising from his hands.
However, he was not in a hurry, silently counting the seconds in his mouth, and waited for a short while before throwing out the two grenades.
As soon as a few small black dots landed in the air of the US military, they exploded with beautiful sparks, harvesting the lives of US soldiers with the largest killing radius.
Other members of the assault platoon also threw grenades at the feet of the American soldiers. Suddenly the sky was filled with flames and smoke, and they also rushed forward.
"Oh, damn, when did these demons appear behind us again?"
The American soldiers who were still fighting and retreating were relying on their last bit of thought to support themselves. At this moment, their will instantly collapsed.
Seeing the volunteer soldiers attacking them from both sides, they simply dropped their weapons and raised their hands in surrender.
Although there was no discussion, but as if there was a tacit understanding of the soul, everyone in the seventh interleaved company quickly fired at the American soldiers one after another before they raised their hands, sending them away from the world.
"In normal times, these surrendered American soldiers would have survived a lot, but how can our current situation allow us to take prisoners."
Wu Qianli couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he looked at the American soldiers who were about to surrender but were directly killed by a hail of bullets.
In this way, the first battle after the seventh interleaved company replenished its troops ended easily. Hundreds of American soldiers were wiped out without leaving a single person alive.
The soldiers in each platoon were still checking the corpses on the ground very carefully to see which ones were not completely dead. Then they took out their military thorns and stabbed them to make sure that no American soldiers could survive.
"Platoons, report casualties."
The U.S. military had been completely wiped out. At this moment, Wu Qianli began to worry about the casualties of the 7th Interpenetrating Company, and quickly asked his men to report it.
"There are no casualties in the artillery platoon. Report completed."
Lei Gong was the fastest to report. He didn't even need to count. After all, who could be hurt by just firing a few shots from behind, so he reported directly.
"There are no casualties in the reconnaissance platoon. Report completed."
Pinghe reported with a happy face. He seemed to have found his touch again. Every sniper shot just now was not missed, and all of them hit the center of the eyebrow and vital parts.
"A few unlucky guys in the fire platoon were hit by stray bullets and died, and two people accidentally sprained their feet when charging. No one else was injured or injured. Report completed."
Yu Congrong's lips were slightly opened, and his voice when reporting the results was much softer than before. In fact, it was an almost full score, but after all, there were still casualties, which was a bit sad.
"The assault platoon also lost a soldier, report completed."
Mei Sheng helped Wu Qianli carefully take stock of the assault platoon's situation and report back.
Wu Qianli listened to the casualty reports one after another, and the joy on his face became brighter after each one. I am afraid that since the entire volunteer army entered the DPRK, they are the only ones who can annihilate an American unit with such small casualties. Bar.
In addition to taking advantage of the unexpected this time, I am afraid there is also a little more luck. After all, it is not easy to annihilate an American army. It is like buying the Argentinian championship from the beginning when buying football.
All the soldiers of the seventh interleaved company also had a proud smile on their faces, and they searched for weapons and ammunition from the US military.
Only Lei Gong felt depressed in his joy. He looked at the weapons and ammunition on the ground and sighed. Without the capture of the artillery shells, the mortars of their artillery platoon would eventually misfire.
"Dip - Congratulations to the host, for completing the mission of bright sword: annihilating the current US military, and obtaining the hand-to-hand combat bonus experience card."
As the last American soldier was hit, the system prompts echoed in Wu Qianli's mind in time.
But just when Wu Qianli showed a satisfied smile again, another big trouble was quietly thrown towards him.
"Company Commander, we have killed the US military, but what about those Korean women?"
Mei Sheng looked at the crying women and asked Wu Qianli cautiously.
"this……"
Just as Wu Qianli was hesitating, the small combat map in his mind gave him a more dangerous message - although the distance was still relatively far, it was obvious that several US military vehicles carrying them were heading towards them. The direction here is slowly approaching.
