As time passed, Kress led the US military pursuers and gradually moved towards the ambush circle set by Wu Qianli and others.
"Everyone be careful, spread out, don't get ambushed by the volunteers."
U.S. commander Kress was always alert to the changes in the battlefield situation. He looked at the dark night nearby and suddenly felt that there was a trace of danger, which seemed to be lurking in the dark, and he quickly ordered.
With the vigilance of the American soldiers and their slow-moving attitude, Wu Qianli suddenly felt a headache.
If this is the case, the ambush can continue, but I am afraid that the damage to oneself will be taken to a higher level.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the sound of an explosion immediately aroused the alert of the American soldiers. They fired into the darkness everywhere, but they discovered that it was just a grenade thrown by a soldier of the reconnaissance platoon.
"Don't be nervous. These volunteers still only have a small number of troops and are unlikely to pose much of a threat to us."
Kress hesitated for a while, and in order to boost morale, he said quickly. At the same time, he secretly cursed the volunteers in his heart. If they run away, they will run away. Why are they doing these battles?
But when these American troops relaxed their vigilance, held up their helmets on their armrests, and continued to advance with submachine guns and Garand rifles, at first the night seemed to return to its original tranquility, appearing so silent.
"boom!"
I don’t know when a small black object emitting white smoke was dropped at the feet of the US military again.
Before they could scream, the grenade flew into the air, the explosion produced a brilliant cloud of fire, and the shrapnel instantly tore apart the nearby U.S. troops.
"Sir, should we continue moving forward? It might be dangerous if we continue like this."
The adjutant next to Kress came to him in a slightly frightened way. The grenade was very close to him just now, and even the flying blood clots hit his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little reluctant to retreat.
After all, he usually does not rush to the front line, but mostly carries out his duties as a civilian.
"It's just some small explosions. It scares you. I think they are at the end of their game and want to be mysterious. If we are really scared, these volunteers will probably laugh at us for a year."
Kress clenched his fists and his face was ashen. He was almost frightened just now, but when he came back to his senses, he realized that it was just a little trick played by the enemy.
If it is a constant hail of bullets, or indiscriminate bombing on a battlefield, the US military is used to it. After all, under normal circumstances, they are always the beneficiaries of fire suppression.
But after a period of quietness, when you relax your body and mind, you suddenly don't know that a life is being taken away from you or even yourself. This feeling is even more uncomfortable than charging into battle.
"Pass this on and ask the soldiers to change their formation and advance quickly forward in a charging posture. We must catch these rats and beat them to death."
Kress was obviously a little angry and ordered in a low voice.
If the low-level suction was interspersed, and Lian maintained this calm posture and let them come over, then Kress would be suspicious in his heart based on his vigilance.
But now that it was like this, Kress thought that the enemy army could no longer fight, so he wanted to scare them away with grenades and other methods, so that they would be all soldiers.
Therefore, this strengthened Kress's determination to speed up the attack. The US soldiers also obeyed his military orders and moved quickly. The speed was accelerated, but the safety was greatly reduced, which played into Wu Qianli's plan.
"That's right, hurry up, hurry up, what if we run away later? Chase after us."
Wu Qianli looked at the hurried U.S. troops and couldn't help but have a bad smile in his heart, and he was secretly cheering for the U.S. troops.
However, they don’t know whether it was God’s fault that the seventh interleaved company went too smoothly or something else, but the rest did not go as smoothly as they expected.
When a soldier on the reconnaissance board saw the US military, he had just changed his formation under Kress's order and sped up the assault speed, so he had not completely changed his position for a while.
He wanted to take advantage of the slight confusion of the US military to throw a grenade out again to confuse the US military, but he did not expect that an accident would happen the next second.
"boom!"
The grenade was successfully thrown by the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon and still exploded in the US military formation, taking away the lives of three US soldiers.
But this time, the US military, which had been prepared for it, immediately turned the muzzle of its submachine gun and fired in his direction. For a time, countless murderous tongues of flames formed a huge fire net around him, making it impossible for him to escape. .
"ah!"
Along with a wailing cry, the soldier from the reconnaissance platoon covered his legs and kept screaming.
A trickle of blood was flowing on the snow, dyeing the surrounding area bright red, and he was also in danger as the US military surrounded him.
At this time, two people who were relatively close were struggling. When the platoon soldiers saw their comrades falling, they couldn't help but want to turn around and save them. However, the speed of the US military seemed to be even faster.
"Come back quickly and leave him alone. Do you also want to sacrifice with him?"
Pinghe didn't even bother to expose his position and shouted loudly. In fact, he didn't want to take every soldier under his command alive, but in the current situation, it was obvious that there was no need to make too many unnecessary sacrifices. .
"Da da da da da da da..."
As dense gunshots rang out, countless hot bullets flew in the direction of Pinghe. In order to have an extra chance of eliminating danger, the US military would never be stingy with these bullets.
Fortunately, Pinghe opened his legs at the same time while shouting, and quickly evacuated his original position. Fortunately, Pinghe was fast enough, otherwise he would have been almost killed in the hands of death.
"Hmph, you see, what threat can these volunteers pose to us? Hurry up and let them be completely annihilated."
Seeing this situation, Kress, who had been a little worried just now, was completely relieved. Instead, he joked with the adjutant beside him with some pride, as if the incomparable bravery he had just shown was combined with the adjutant's cowardice. A sharp contrast.
The U.S. military quickly surrounded the injured volunteer soldier.
Kress originally wanted to stay alive, but when several American troops approached, they saw what was in his arms. Their legs immediately became weak and they wanted to escape.
It turned out that he opened his clothes and found a grenade that had been fired for a few seconds and was emitting white smoke. However, he was afraid of being discovered by the US military, so he took a gamble and covered it up.
"boom!"
With an explosion, the volunteer soldiers retained their dignity, and several American soldiers were buried with them. This made Kress, who had been a little proud just now, instantly freeze on his face.
"Surround them and use bullets to break them open. Don't keep any of the heads of these yellow-skinned rats as prisoners."
Seeing that he had lost several more soldiers, Kress couldn't help but become a little angry. Only then did he realize that none of the prisoners they captured had surrendered under normal circumstances.
He gave up this idea and just wanted to quickly kill these annoying demons in front of him.
"What a great opportunity, it's his grandma's fault. These US troops have finally got the idea. Comrades, fire!"
Lei Gong saw that the US military had completely penetrated into their originally preset shelling range and quickly ordered.
"call out--"
"call out--"
"boom!"
Immediately, countless mortar shells cut through the night. With the sound of friction with the air, the sharp and harsh bombardment hit the feet of the US military. Clouds of fire rose up, completely covering the flesh and blood of the US military.
At the same time, Wu Qianli also aimed at a place where the US military was densely packed and pulled the trigger of the rocket launcher, and a rapidly rotating rocket flew out directly.
There were also several other rockets from the assault platoon, which blew up some of the heavy firepower of the US military with precise bombardment. Although some of them exploded crookedly, they achieved considerable results.
"Shit!"
The US commander Kress was stunned for half a second. In an instant, he realized that he had been ambushed. He couldn't help but cursed. Then he reacted very quickly and rolled on the spot behind a bunker to avoid the frontal firepower of the volunteers. pouring.
The adjutant next to him was instantly scratched on the head by flying shrapnel. His brains and blood splashed into the air, and he immediately lost his life.
"All fire!"
Under Wu Qianli's roar, the soldiers of the assault platoon raised the muzzles of the black guns in their hands and poured the bullets they had prepared on the bodies of the American soldiers crazily. For a time, countless American soldiers who did not react were hit one after another. Bounced to the ground.
After experiencing a brief panic, Kress quickly reacted in a short time.
He felt that although the assault platoon commanded by Wu Qianli had strong firepower, its actual combat effectiveness was not much stronger than theirs. It just caught him off guard and gave him the upper hand.
"The enemy's troops are no more than two platoons at most. Don't panic. You idiots, quickly pick up the guns in your hands and fight back. It's not sure who will win."
Kress instantly plucked up the courage and used a slightly lowered English to encourage the morale of his soldiers, hoping to organize an effective counterattack.
"Damn it, this American devil really knows how to praise me, hahahahaha."
Wu Qianli, who was hiding in the position and manning a Browning machine gun and shooting wildly, burst into laughter instantly after hearing Kress's words.
The assault platoon held up the sky, which was just a reinforced platoon. Now the firepower was so fierce that the enemy mistakenly thought there were two more platoons, which obviously made Wu Qianli laugh so hard.
However, when Wu Qianli thought about how difficult it was for the seventh interleaved company to fight due to firepower issues when they first entered the country, his expression suddenly froze again. When he returned, he faced the US military with a cold face and was frantically harvesting.
Unlike ordinary machine gunners, Wu Qianli's hand holding the machine gun was very steady thanks to the bonus of the previous system.
Countless hot bullets came out of the gun, and the machine gun in Wu Qianli's hand was trembling slightly, but under the control of Wu Qianli's hands as powerful as iron pliers, there was no movement at all.
Although his hands were already red from the reaction force of the machine gun, Wu Qianli still gritted his teeth and persisted. Instead, he held the machine gun tighter and controlled it more tightly.
So the machine gun bullets that should have relied on intensive firepower to make up for accuracy were now firing with extremely high accuracy in the direction of the dense U.S. military.
Many bullets even directly penetrated their vital points. Many American soldiers were aiming their guns well one second, but fell to the ground helplessly the next second, twitched a few times, tilted their heads and died.
"Retreat quickly. Don't confront them head-on. These hateful yellow-skinned rats don't even follow the martial ethics advocated by the Chinese and are just playing sneak attacks."
While shouting, Kress raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand, gritted his teeth, squinted his eyes like a roaring machine gun, and fired a shot.
It has to be said that although Kress underestimated the enemy and rushed in, his marksmanship was obviously very good. The heavy machine gun suddenly went silent under Kress's shooting.
The US military also seemed to have regained some morale, or it could be said that a strong desire for survival was driving them. Many US military non-commissioned officers quickly stood up, organized their grassroots soldiers, and wanted to retreat in an orderly manner.
"Damn it, you guys can't hold it in anymore, can you? Let me go."
When Lei Gong saw the American troops getting up and wanting to retreat, he immediately rubbed his hands that were red from the cold in excitement, and gave some excited orders to the comrades around him.
It turned out that just after the first round of shelling, the artillery platoon's guns misfired. It was not that they had rebelled or slacked off, but that they had been waiting for an opportunity. Since there were not many shells, they could not bomb without restraint.
At the moment, the U.S. military seems to have ignored the existence of the fort in the fierce gun battle. They stand up one by one and want to retreat toward the rear. The U.S. soldiers who have lost their bunkers are like targets waiting to be exploded. The eyes of the comrades in the artillery platoon shone.
"boom--"
"call out--"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Accompanied by the imperceptible crisp sound of the mortar firing pin, the shells rose into the sky again and hit the vicinity of the US military. Countless shrapnel mixed with the snow curtain, appearing to be somewhat hidden, harvesting the lives of the US soldiers. life.
This made the U.S. troops who had just mustered up the courage to leave the human body and planned to retreat instantly shrink back. Fortunately, some U.S. troops were completely devoured by the overwhelming artillery fire before they had time to return to the bunker.
The corpses of many American soldiers were blown into pieces of blood and scattered around, and it was impossible to find which piece matched which piece.
At this time, Kress slowly took off the military cap on his head, wiped his face that was stained by gunpowder smoke and Shirley, and his expression instantly became extremely solemn. Looking at the battlefield situation in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh.
He really didn't expect that a pursuit battle to gain military exploits would turn into an ambush battle involving the enemy. He didn't know whether he would be responsible for this on the battlefield this time, but it was obvious that he wanted to continue. Resist for a while.
"Since I can't leave, I won't leave. I want to see how strong you volunteers can be."
Determined, Kress simply threw away the small pistol in his hand, picked up a Garand rifle that was hit by the shock wave, and fired continuously at the soldiers of the Volunteer Assault Platoon.
The semi-automatic Garand rifle can fire eight shots continuously without pulling the bolt. It is often nicknamed the Eight Big Pills by volunteers in the Volunteer Army.
Kress's eight consecutive shots just now took only seven seconds to be fired instantly. Many of the assault card soldiers who had the upper hand got carried away and exposed their bodies too much, resulting in their death on the spot.
Kress's great power also inspired many US soldiers. They picked up their submachine guns and set up firepower points one after another, and counterattacked with cross-covering firepower towards the assault platoon. For a time, the momentum of the assault card was somewhat suppressed. Go down.
"Comrades, please lower your heads, don't underestimate the combat quality of the US military, and try to reduce casualties as much as possible."
Wu Qianli looked at the many assault platoon soldiers who fell in this wave, and couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and quickly ordered them to pay attention.
However, although the US military recovered, they had lost nearly half of their troops in the early ambush and two rounds of artillery fire.
Coupled with the 7th Interpenetrating Company, the almost abnormal firepower they are now equipped with has given them a huge combat power. Therefore, although the US military has recovered some of its decline, it is still firmly pressed in place, suppressed and unable to move.
However, after all, the US military's combat literacy and individual firepower equipment were there, and their morale had also improved a lot, so Wu Qianli was unable to quickly annihilate them, and the battle once fell into a state of anxiety.
"Everyone pick up your guns and bullets and fight the American devils. Don't stand idly by. Our comrades in the artillery platoon are not just good at firing artillery."
As Lei Gong said this, he picked up a rifle, and the brothers with the artillery platoon also joined the battle.
In fact, Wu Qianli didn't allow him to do this at first. After all, as a technical branch of artillery, one person died and one person died, which was very distressing.
But as soon as Lei Gong's violent temper came up, he could see the assault platoon and the US military fighting together, but he just watched blankly, and then joined the battle.
The position in the back row was just to the side of the US military. Once they joined the US military, they felt that bullets were almost everywhere.
Many people were pierced by several bullets at the same time just as they stood up. Their helmets made a crisp steel impact sound, and they fell to the ground.
Many US troops are on the verge of collapse under such continuous attacks, and some are already thinking about whether to surrender in exchange for the safety of their lives.
Because the encirclement and annihilation of the 7th Interspersed Company was too fast, and not a single survivor was released, the news that they were not taking prisoners had not yet spread to the US military, which gave these US soldiers some illusions.
"Shit! Hold on, don't think about surrendering. We haven't lost yet. Reinforcements will arrive soon. They will be annihilated by then."
U.S. commander Kress clearly sensed that something was wrong with his soldiers, and quickly spoke to dissuade and comfort him, hoping to boost morale again.
The American soldiers below seemed to have thought that there were friendly forces on the other side, and they rekindled hope. However, if this continues and reinforcements are not available, they may not be able to hold on for long and they will collapse.
"At this point, the outcome depends on Yu Congrong and the others."
At this time, Wu Qianli and Kress were looking in exactly the same direction, which was where the US military had left behind prisoners.
What Grace wants is for the US troops to give up the useless prisoners as soon as possible, leaving three or two people to garrison, and all the others to support them to help him win the battle.
Wu Qianli was worried about whether Yu Congrong could successfully follow the battle plan to kill the incoming US troops, rescue the prisoners at the same time, and then completely press against the assault platoon to complete the encirclement and annihilation.
In this way, both sides of the anxious battle were waiting anxiously to see whose reinforcements arrived first, thus deciding the final outcome.
