A beam of bright light pierced the darkness in front of the military vehicle. Several military vehicles pursuing US troops were flying forward at extremely fast speeds.
For some reason, Milan, the commander of the US pursuing troops, always felt that he had a bad premonition in his heart. This was an intuition he had developed through many years of fighting, and generally speaking, it was extremely accurate.
"It seems that this pursuit will not go so smoothly."
Milan looked at the boundless darkness, like a terrifying giant beast that wanted to devour them. It would be nice if the volunteers could be seen, but the enemies hiding in the dark were always the most frightening.
This was also before getting on the military vehicle. He got on the last vehicle by accident. It was also the strange intuition in his heart that was at work.
"Sir, why are you looking so gloomy? Even if there are volunteers who can loom under our noses, I'm afraid it will only be the infiltration of a small force, and there cannot be any large force."
"It's not even a false alarm. Shouldn't we relax with such powerful firepower?"
Adjutant Power, who was beside Milan, rubbed his sleepy eyes and comforted in a low voice. He actually showed a kind of blind optimism about this pursuit.
"Ever since I started working with Asian armies in the Pacific War, I have never underestimated these yellow-skinned warriors. They can always burst out with huge combat effectiveness."
Officer Milan scratched his head and remembered the tragic situation of his troops during the Battle of Iwo Jima. He looked at the unprepared Lieutenant Bauer and couldn't help but shake his head.
"Ask the driver of the military vehicle to drive faster and try to pass this section of the road without staying too long."
When the vehicle was about to enter the ambush circle of the seventh intersecting company, Officer Milan always felt a chill all over his body, slightly forcing him as if he was a prey about to fall into a trap, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Soon, the US military driver pressed the accelerator slightly, and the speed of the US military vehicle gradually increased, but they still did not dare to go at full speed.
After all, in such a dark night, and with so much snow covering the road conditions, it is very likely that a military vehicle traveling at full speed will overturn accidentally, or even cause irreparable damage, so this increase Point speed can only be said to be better than nothing.
"Brother, the American troop carrier seems to have accelerated. Has it discovered us?"
Wu Wanli looked at the speeding US military vehicle and couldn't help feeling a little anxious. He quickly looked at Wu Qianli next to him.
"Discovered us? How is this possible? If I had discovered that I was about to enter the enemy's ambush circle, I would have ordered the vehicle to stop and have everyone come down to form an infantry battle formation."
"Instead of sitting in a dangerous military vehicle waiting to be shot, unless the US military officer is a fool."
As Wu Qianli spoke, he sighed regretfully.
If they weren't in a hurry and the things they carried were limited, buying some landmines in the middle of the road would have done twice the result with half the effort.
On the other side, a leading US military vehicle had already entered the machine gun coverage of Yu Conrong's fire platoon, but Yu Conrong was very patient and did not fire.
"It's his grandma's, so hurry up and get in. My hands are itching just looking at you."
Yu Congrong looked at the car full of American soldiers, as if he saw his own prey.
He first licked his chapped lips with his tongue, holding a Browning machine gun in his hand as if he couldn't wait to spray hot bullets.
Ping He, who was at the sniper point, also aimed his rifle at the head of the driver of the second US military vehicle.
He knew very well that the first military vehicle would be blown up on the spot under the firepower of the assault platoon led by Wu Qianli, and he only needed to kill the driver of the second military vehicle.
In addition, other sharpshooters in the reconnaissance platoon will also aim their sniper rifles at the heads of the drivers of the following military vehicles.
The cockpit of each military vehicle is locked by three or four snipers. After all, it is not easy to hit a head in the cockpit of a high-speed military vehicle.
Only the second military vehicle Pinghe aimed at was locked by him. This was due to his absolute confidence in his marksmanship.
"Brother, it seems that all the American devils are within shooting range. Let's fight."
Wu Wanli's hand holding the grenade trembled a little, and he slowly looked at Wu Qianli, obviously unable to bear it anymore. After all, waiting before the storm comes is more torturous than fighting in the storm.
"You brat, you have fought so many battles with me, why are you still in such a hurry? Count down in your mind for about 20 seconds. It should be almost done after 20 seconds."
Wu Qianli smiled and bumped Wu Wanli with his body. Looking at his anxious look, he couldn't help but shake his head.
It seems that Wu Wanli is at the level of a veteran in terms of combat literacy, but his character and composure still need to be honed.
Wu Wanli also realized his gaffe at this moment, his face turned slightly red, and he stopped talking, but stared at a position in front of the road.
He had been looking at it for a long time. He had calculated the impact points and the maximum range of damage caused by the grenade explosion countless times in his mind, and was waiting for the US military vehicles to arrive at the predetermined location.
At this time, in the military vehicle, officer Milan was fighting in his heart, and the intuitive danger omen seemed to have reached its peak.
He looked out through the car window and tried his best to find something, but there was only vast darkness and nothing could be seen, which further exacerbated his inner panic.
Suddenly, for some unknown reason, the formation of US military vehicles suddenly stopped, first the first vehicle, and then several vehicles behind.
Due to the faster driving speed, the cars could not be stopped for a while. The braking distance of the vehicles became longer due to the skidding in the snow, causing some cars to hit the butt of the car in front of them hard.
"What's going on? Why did it stop suddenly? What happened in the front."
Officer Milan's heart, which was already tense, was suddenly pounding with nervousness when this was done. He even pulled out his pistol, took off the safety, and looked forward with great vigilance.
After a while, the person in front of me reported it, and I realized that it was a sudden snow barrier that blocked the first car.
But because it was dark and it was difficult to see clearly, I braked suddenly when I reached the mirror, and then there was this series of traffic accidents.
"Oh, how could I be so unlucky? God, didn't I just do some small bad things like enhancing subordinates' cigarettes during my lifetime? It's quite harmless."
Officer Milan prayed in his heart, hoping that nothing else would happen. However, things never went according to his wishes. What happened in the next few seconds made him feel endless regret.
Looking at the sudden stop of the US military convoy, the soldiers of the assault platoon all turned their attention to Wu Qianli, and Wu Qianli only thought for a short time before he nodded firmly and said decisively.
"It's too late to wait. Since God has created this opportunity for us, let's hit it hard."
Speaking of which, Wu Qianli picked up the rocket launcher in his hand, aimed at the upward position of the front of the first military vehicle, and pulled the trigger hard.
In an instant, a high-speed rotating rocket penetrated the heavy air resistance and hit the front of the US military vehicle ahead.
In addition, after receiving the assault card of the Five Thousand Miles command, other people also rushed forward with the things in their hands. There were several rockets with white smoke, and countless small black dots with white smoke, just like this. Hit the first military vehicle.
There were even some rockets, which luckily missed the first military vehicle and rushed towards the body of the second military vehicle.
"call out--"
"call out--"
"boom!"
In an instant, the first military vehicle was turned into a pile of burning steel ruins amidst the sky-high flames and deafening explosions.
The American soldiers carried on it were directly hit by the explosion and were torn into pieces of flesh and blood by the flames and debris before they even had time to scream.
Some people's limbs were blasted into the air. At this time, they seemed to see the bridge to hell.
"Comrades, it's time for our work to begin."
When Yu Congrong saw the firepower poured out by the assault platoon, he understood that although they had not yet reached the predetermined place, the sound of gunfire told them to start fighting in advance.
Yu Congrong quickly picked up the machine gun in his hand and continued to pour ammunition on the side and rear of the convoy.
The machine guns and submachine guns hidden in the darkness on both sides instantly opened their terrifying fangs like roaring giant beasts, constantly devouring the lives of American soldiers.
It has to be said that the densely packed U.S. soldiers photographed on military vehicles are like a series of living targets that even mentally retarded people can hit.
Tongues of fire composed of yellow bullet chains continued to hit their location. Countless American soldiers just swarmed to get out of the car, and then they were beaten to a pulp.
In fact, they should have had some time to react. After all, the original plan was to blow out the tires of the military vehicles first. But now that there was a natural snow barrier in front of them to help them, all the bullets were poured on the American soldiers. on the body.
"boom--"
"boom--"
In the roaring firepower net, there are also some crisp rifle sounds like fried beans, which is a card to calm their struggle, and the sharpshooters are showing off their prowess.
Drivers with driving abilities were shot to pieces one by one, and their heads were instantly filled with brain fog and blood mist, which was sprinkled on the transparent window glass.
This ensures that even if they are confident enough to fight back, and they are lucky enough to counterattack successfully, they will not have enough drivers to drive military vehicles to catch up with them, and they will never be able to keep up with the speed.
But now it seems that there is no such distress. Amidst the sky-wide wailing and the interweaving firepower network, the US soldiers lost nearly half of their troops in the first few minutes of the attack.
But at this time, the Milan officer, who had always sensed something was wrong, actually survived under countless firepower nets and sniper shots. He hid beside a very hidden stone.
At this moment, he only regretted why he didn't apply to bring a few tanks over. Otherwise, they would have been able to fight back.
But it's too late to say anything now. I'm afraid that even if he is lucky to survive after this battle, he will have to take off his military skin and send it to a military court to accept military law.
"Counterattack quickly, set up our machine guns, aim at the enemy's fire points and fire at them, and send grenades to both sides of them."
Officer Milan didn't care whether his position was exposed or not. He immediately lost his bottom and shouted, which made many American soldiers regain their senses.
The individual firepower of the US soldiers and their own combat qualities are not bad, they were just stunned by the assault.
Now that they heard Officer Mickey's command, they all came to their senses, pointed their guns and weapons at the other side, and launched fire counter-suppression when they encountered the fish calmly.
However, Yu Congrong and others became ruthless and let you pour bullets at them. Anyway, I stayed calm and continued to fire. If the machine gunner fell, I would switch to the secondary machine gunner. Anyway, this firepower point must not be misfired.
"Shit!"
The Milan officer couldn't help but secretly cursed when he saw the volunteer firepower firing more aggressively under the counterattack.
He originally wanted to organize a counterattack to knock down the momentum of the volunteers and make them have more worries and not dare to shoot at will, and then leave a small number of people behind so that he could retreat with the large force.
But now I set up this desperate play, obviously I want to seal off their escape route and let them stay completely on this snow. How can they run like this? If I run back at this time, I won't be able to escape. Is the back left to be harvested by machine guns?
For a moment, Officer Milan couldn't think of any good ideas. He punched the snow in anger, but the only response was a cold stinging sensation.
"Put me under deputy detention and reinstate me. Go and see if our radio station has been destroyed. Now organize people to send a telegram immediately."
Officer Milan suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up and he shouted to the side, but there was no response.
It turned out that the optimistic adjutant who felt good about himself was killed in the first wave of attacks and died on the spot on the military vehicle. Naturally, he could not respond to the current Milan officer.
Just when the situation on the battlefield was looking good, Wu Qianli frowned tightly as he watched the evolution of the battle situation, his heart full of worry.
"No, the U.S. military is more tenacious than we thought. Let's fight for another round. Then we will rush forward with our men and annihilate them all at close range. The longer it takes, the worse it will be for us."
Wu Qianli gritted his teeth soberly, and fired another rocket, flying quickly towards the US military formation, setting off a shower of snow and wood, as well as several corpses.
"Brother, if we fight like this, it will probably take another ten or twenty minutes for all these American troops to be wiped out, and our casualties can be minimized."
Wu Wanli looked at Wu Qianli with some confusion and said, but soon he realized a problem himself and his heart skipped a beat.
"I hope the US military will give us ten or twenty minutes, but they are definitely not willing."
Wu Qianli shook his head with a wry smile, not knowing what he was thinking, and said slowly.
Seeing that more and more American soldiers were reacting, they all relied on the ambush firepower of the regional companies under various bunkers to fight back.
For a moment, he was like an invincible Xiaoqiang. There were helmets and sparks everywhere, gun muzzles oozing out from everywhere, and gunshots coming in an endless stream.
"We can't continue fighting like this. Comrades are pulling out grenades."
As Wu Qianli spoke, he bit open the pull tab of the grenade with his teeth. Suddenly, the grenade, which was spitting out white smoke, was thrown out with his largest investment weapon.
Then, Wu Qianli pulled out the next grenade without stopping, and threw three grenades in a row.
Other soldiers from the assault brand also followed suit and threw the grenades out. For a time, countless small black dots fell all over the US military formation. When they saw it, they found that they were almost everywhere, and they could not avoid it for a while. .
"boom!"
As the sound of explosions came from everywhere, many American soldiers seemed to have their eardrums penetrated, with traces of blood pouring out, and they felt a ringing in their ears, stinging their brains.
They were lucky, as countless U.S. troops rose directly into the sky-high flames, which also temporarily silenced the U.S. military's counterattack firepower.
"Everyone uses a three-by-three formation to find their own valuable targets, press against the US military, and be sure to annihilate them all."
After saying that, Wu Qianli took the lead and rushed out of the position with a submachine gun.
The soldiers of other assault platoons also followed closely behind, but they were all different from the densely packed charging postures in the movies. They were just pictures taken to show the fighting momentum.
The soldiers of the assault platoon formed a very clever skirmish formation, and the positioning of the assault platoon was also quite flexible, trying their best to reduce the maximum damage caused by the U.S. military's firepower.
Seeing the soldiers of the assault platoon rushing over, many US troops immediately turned their guns and pressed towards them, completely ignoring the firepower of the platoon.
Because they knew that once the assault platoon soldiers came forward, they would be destroyed in a short time.
"Give me a hard beating, and be sure to cover the company commander and the others as they rush over."
When Yu Congrong saw that these American devils began to ignore him and focus their firepower on the assault card, he felt a little annoyed. He picked up a heavy machine gun and fired at the heads of the American soldiers.
The heavy machine gunners in the US military were killed one by one by Ping He and others with very precise point shots. Even some non-commissioned officers could not escape their fate.
The machine guns of many fire platoons were overloaded with fire, and the barrels were red and steaming. It looked as if they were about to explode in the next second, which was very scary.
However, they did not dare to slack off at all. At most, they asked the deputy machine gunner to sprinkle some snow on it to cool down the barrel of the machine gun a little, and they did not even dare to sprinkle too much snow on it.
Under such various suppressions, the US military has never been able to produce the firepower that can threaten the assault card charge. Many US troops have even wanted to give up the idea of surrender. They have obviously reached the edge of collapse.
At this time, no matter how red the Milan officer was, it seemed to be of no use. He could only watch the assault platoon getting closer and closer to them.
However, God still favored the corrupt officer. When he was extremely anxious, he fumbled and found a telegraph machine. As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he was ready to report the situation to the superiors and call for support at the same time.
"Even if we can't hold on any longer, as long as we call for reinforcements, we will hold off these volunteers until the last moment and let them bury us with us!"
The Milan officer held the telegraph machine and glared at the charging assault platoon soldiers. He happened to be eye-to-eye with Wu Qianli. His angry eyes seemed to eat Wu Qianli.
