"not good!"
Seeing the muzzle of a gun slowly emerging from the pile of corpses, pointing directly at Wu Wanli's head, Wu Qianli couldn't help but gleam in his eyes and feel a pinch in his heart.
At this moment, he had two choices. He could either quickly draw his gun and shoot the American soldier. This would save Wu Wanli's life, but his gunshot would also expose their position and expose the entire army. The 7th Intermediate Company fell into a dangerous situation.
Or, he can only rely on the military thorn in his hand. But if it succeeds, it is easy to say. If it fails, not only Wu Wanli will die, but they will still be exposed, which is a huge risk.
"Merry Christmas!"
Wu Qianli suddenly had an idea and loudly shouted the phrase "Merry Christmas" in English. The American soldier holding the rifle was stunned for a moment, and the action of pulling the trigger stopped for two seconds.
Taking advantage of the stunned moment of the US military, Wu Qianli instantly clenched the military spur in his hand and threw it at the head of the American soldier with all his strength. Under the great force, the military spur flew in the direction of the American soldier with huge potential energy. go.
However, although Wu Qianli's shooting speed and strength have reached a very high level, he is not a martial arts master after all. How can he have such a high accuracy with the flying knife? So it is no surprise that this time it went sideways and did not hit the American soldier. on the head.
"puff--"
"Shit!"
However, with the muffled sound of an army stabbing into flesh, the American soldier wailed in pain, with a look of pain on his face, and the hand holding the gun subconsciously softened.
On his left buttock, an extremely sharp military thorn was inserted directly into it, and bright red blood kept flowing outward.
"His grandma's American devils can't learn anything well and insist on making cold shots."
Yu Congrong, who was closer, also discovered this insidious American soldier at this time, and cursed in his mouth.
At the same time, he did not stop. He rushed over in three or two steps, raised the handle of the gun in his hand, and hit the American soldier's spine hard.
"Hey——"
Accompanied by a crisp sound of broken bones, the American soldier felt a huge pain, which was like an electric current blasting directly into his cerebral cortex, making him almost faint.
He struggled on the spot for a few times, but found that his body no longer obeyed his orders, and his limbs continued to twitch, and he lost the ability to move on the spot.
All this happened in just a few seconds between the sparks of calcium carbide. Wu Wanli, who was in the center of this danger, came back to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat behind his back.
If something unexpected happened, I'm afraid he would be the one lying on the snow now.
"Rise up, invincible fighting hero."
Wu Qianli also breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to Wu Wanli, stretched out his hand, pulled Wu Wanli up, and patted his back to calm his frightened mood.
"Brother, I will definitely be more careful in the future."
Wu Wanli once again realized the cruelty of the battlefield. This time he had achieved an overwhelming victory, but there was still a fatal danger.
"It's okay, Guawazi. When your brother first entered the battlefield, I'm afraid he wasn't as good as you."
Lei Gong saw a hint of frustration in Wu Wanli's eyes, and quickly punched his chest and comforted him with a smile.
"That's right, but that's nothing. Company commander, where did you get the ability to fly the knife? Mother Edi, how can you fly so accurately?"
Yu Congrong pulled out the military thorn that was inserted diagonally, returned it to Wu Qianli's hand, and praised with a smile.
"Well..."
Upon hearing this, Wu Qianli's face instantly twitched, and he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, his old face turning red.
It can't be said that he originally wanted to hit the American soldier's head and kill him with one blow, but he just missed it and hit his butt by chance. That would be too embarrassing.
"Company Commander, we also found a living person, what should we do with him?"
At this time, Mei Sheng's very appropriate words helped Wu Qianli change this embarrassing topic.
"Alive?"
Wu Qianli followed Mei Sheng's gaze and saw a rather embarrassed American soldier huddled inside the military vehicle, his body still shaking because of fear.
"Come out grandpa!"
As Lei Gong said that, he pulled out the timid American soldier George like an eagle catching a chicken.
"Crack-"
George, who had been raped and slipped in front of Wu Qianli, was so frightened that his legs weakened and he knelt down, constantly begging for mercy.
"Shut your mouth first. There is no need to talk nonsense. Name, unit number, your mission and whereabouts, and... tell me everything you know."
Wu Qianli squatted down and used George's collar to gently wipe away the blood stained by the military thorns in his hands. Many of them had condensed into dark red, and a smell of blood floated in the air.
"I said, I said..."
Smelling the bloody smell of death, George agreed incoherently.
What followed was like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, telling him everything he knew. If Wu Qianli hadn't interrupted him later with a smile, he might have even shaken off the incident of peeking at his neighbor's bath when he was a child.
"The American devils are really spineless, they are all cowards."
Although Wu Wanli who was watching could not understand English, he could tell that the weak-minded George was selling out information.
"Hahaha, isn't this a good thing, but it doesn't mean that there are no strong bones, not all on the ground."
When Mei Sheng heard Wu Wanli's muttering, he smiled and pointed to the corpses of American soldiers spread on the ground.
"Okay, I probably understand."
Wu Qianli compared what George said with what the American soldier who was held hostage said before, and found that there was no big difference, which proved that he was not deceived.
"Can you drive?"
Wu Qianli looked at the military vehicles and the information he had obtained. He already had a plan in mind, so he continued to ask in English.
"Yes, yes, I can drive very well."
George hesitated for a second, then nodded quickly and replied, as if he wanted to prove that he was still useful.
"Company Commander, do we still want to disguise ourselves as US troops and sneak in?"
Yu Congrong recalled how he was terrified that he would be killed at any time while sitting in a US military vehicle, and he couldn't help but feel lingering fear.
"Otherwise, how about we pick up the guy and hit him? No one wants to feel like his life is being pinched by others, but there is nothing we can do."
Wu Qianli first closed his eyes and looked at the densely packed red dots on the first line of defense. There was no gap for them to sneak in, so he could only sigh.
"Let's bury our brother first."
Wu Qianli patted Yu Congrong's shoulder and said, and everyone in the seventh interleaved company also took action.
First, they took off the U.S. military uniforms on the fallen martyrs, revealing the volunteer uniforms underneath, and then simply buried them. After almost all the people were buried, everyone in the seventh interleaved company saluted with a military salute and got into the military vehicle.
The roar of military vehicles rang out, and there was an unpleasant smell of burning oil in the air. Wu Qianli drew circles on the name in the small book one after another with a sense of loss.
As the commander of the first company, Wu Qianli carries a notebook with him, which contains the names of everyone in the seventh interleaved company.
Most of these people have already died. Whenever someone new died, he would take out a small book and frame their names in red lines.
However, he did not feel sentimental for long before he slowly put away the notebook. He understood that only by winning this battle can he be worthy of those comrades who sacrificed their lives.
"Stop!"
Wu Qianli whispered to George, and the military thorn in his hand touched his heart very accurately.
With a slight sound of rubber friction, the entire convoy came to a halt.
"What happened ahead? Why did it stop suddenly?"
Mei Sheng was originally squinting, but at this moment, a brake almost caused him to hit the iron frame of the military vehicle, so he asked in a daze.
"Wait before leaving."
Wu Qianli observed the small combat map in his mind. If he walked this way, he would definitely encounter an American army again. In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, he simply adjusted his march.
"Congratulations to the host. He annihilated the U.S. military in a bloody battle, snatched military vehicles, and received a bright sword reward: a god-level battlefield goddess of luck experience card. His personal English level has reached the top level of fluency."
At this time, the system prompt echoed in Wu Qianli's mind again. Although it didn't come in time, it wasn't too late.
After receiving the reward, Wu Qianli followed the instructions on the dynamic small-scale combat map, walking and stopping without running into the enemy, and finally arrived at the first line of defense of the US military.
"Don't panic later, just follow what I teach you."
Wu Qianli tightened his grip on the sharp military thorn in his hand and warned George.
"I...I will."
George swallowed nervously and nodded submissively.
When the convoy of the 7th interleaved company arrived at a certain position on the first line of defense, most of the American soldiers here just glanced at it in confusion, and then looked back boredly.
"parking!"
Still, more than a dozen American soldiers on duty stopped the military vehicle. Wu Qianli, who was in the military vehicle, lowered his head and covered half of his face with a helmet, pretending to be asleep.
George, with a slight sweat on his forehead, slowly stepped on the brakes and stopped the car.
"Unit number, why do you have to go through here?"
The leading US military noncommissioned officer asked George in a routine manner. Fortunately, Wu Qianli asked George to make a draft a long time ago, so he reported the original number. Anyway, they had been completely wiped out, so it was impossible to cheat. The reason was that it was an urgent mission.
But after George finished speaking, the noncommissioned officer was obviously stunned for a while. The number matched that of a patrol unit, but he had never heard of the urgent mission.
"Brother, we are also following orders and don't dare to ask too many questions from above."
When George saw that the noncommissioned officer was silent, he was obviously a little panicked. He quickly handed over a pack of cigarettes and said with a smile.
"Let go!"
The US military non-commissioned officer hesitated for two seconds, then put away the cigarette and decided to let them go. Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have thought that there would be volunteers who would be so bold and arrogantly open their positions on military vehicles.
Wu Qianli on the side also let out a long sigh of relief, and it seemed that he could get through it.
Although the position selected using the dynamic combat map is relatively remote, has only over a hundred troops, and is not well connected with other positions, if something happens, it will only take a few minutes for the US military to arrive to support the encirclement.
But just when everyone in the seventh interleaving company thought everything was fine, an accident happened.
"etc!"
"Get them all out of the car and get checked!"
In the US military position, a thin officer stood up slowly and stared at these military vehicles with squinted eyes. His intuition told him that something was wrong with these people.
