Instructor Wang fell into deep contemplation as he watched Yu Congrong walking away with the fire platoon.
During the days when he was captured by the US military, he had been thinking about what else he could do for the country, but now he already had some plans in his mind.
"Instructor Wang, what should we do now? Comrades are waiting for you to speak."
A man with scars on his face but a simple and honest expression scratched the back of his head and asked Instructor Wang.
He and Instructor Wang happened to have scars on their faces from the same unit, and they were also injured in close combat with the US military. She was almost the person who supported Instructor Wang the most.
The rest of the people, like Goudan, all turned their attention to Instructor Wang, seeming to be waiting for his order.
"How many of our people are left? How many of them can act immediately and are not injured? Let's do a little inventory."
As instructor Wang said that, he looked at the direction where Yu Congrong was rushing. Fierce gunfire continued to sound.
"Instructor, we have about 200 people left, and there are more than 160 soldiers who can fight immediately."
Goudan seemed to understand what instructor Wang was thinking, and he consciously picked up a US military corpse, holding the Garand rifle ready to go at any time.
"Tell comrades to clean up the battlefield quickly and bring all usable weapons and ammunition. We will go around from the other direction and catch the US military by surprise. We must show our murderous intent and not let the friendly forces look down on us."
Instructor Wang hesitated for a while, then gave up his plan to join forces with Yu Congrong and others, and decided to outflank them from the other side.
After all, everyone has different establishments and inconvenient command. Staying in the same place to fight will only create chaos. It is better to act separately. Not only is it more convenient to fight, but it can also complete the encirclement of the US military, killing two birds with one stone.
"Don't worry, my instructor, our soldiers still maintain the strongest vigor and will never fall behind others."
After Goudan heard what instructor Wang said, he immediately patted his chest and expressed his stance.
The other soldiers of the volunteer army also held their breath in their hearts. They picked up the guns they were good at and collected the ammunition on the battlefield. After a while, they were sorted, loaded and ready to go.
After these days of humiliating prisoner life, these volunteer soldiers have had enough. At this moment, they desperately need a battle to vent their anger and unwillingness.
Therefore, each of them looked like wolf cubs, staring in the direction of the US military with a green and greedy light in their eyes.
Instructor Wang couldn't help but feel slightly relieved when he saw the desire to fight in the eyes of these soldiers. What he feared most was that the soldiers around him had lost their fighting spirit, and they would not be able to fight bloody battles with the US military in the future.
Just when two groups of volunteers, Yu Congrong and Instructor Wang, acted separately and surrounded Kress and his group of American troops, these American soldiers were completely unaware and were still resisting tenaciously.
"Da da da da da da da da da da..."
Wu Qianli held the Browning machine gun tightly in his hand, still roaring like a wild beast, suppressing the U.S. counterattack firepower, but this also cost Wu Qianli some money.
"hiss--"
Wu Qianli frowned and took a breath of cold air. A slight pain in his hand, mixed with a little numbness, spread directly from his nerves to his brain.
The continuous recoil of the machine gun made his hand turn red from the shock, and even cracked some small holes, making Wu Qianli feel a little painful.
The same terrifying red color is the machine gun that has been roaring for a long time. Its barrel seems to be unable to hold on for much longer and is about to explode. Fortunately, the cold air of the ice and snow has helped the barrel to do some cooling. , so that it can persist until now.
"Brother, why haven't our reinforcements arrived yet? Did something happen to Brother Yu and the others?"
As Wu Wanli spoke, he pulled the tab of a grenade, rounded his arm, and blasted it toward the US military.
At this moment, he no longer cared about air blasts. He just wanted to pour out the bombing firepower quickly so that he could suppress the countless flaming submachine gun muzzles of the US military.
"boom!"
After the explosion, the grenade did not lift up the corpses of several American soldiers as before. The flying fragments hit the bunker where the American soldiers were hiding. After a while, the continuous submachine gun fire started again.
Until now, the American soldiers who have survived are all experienced veterans. Most of them have experienced the cruelty of the Pacific War, and they obviously regard the small battle in front of them as childish.
"Don't worry, Yu Congrong and the others are probably coming towards the back of the US military. I think this battle will be over soon."
The machine gun in Wu Qianli's hand still did not stop, but he still shouted at the top of his lungs, letting the sound reach the ears of the surrounding soldiers.
In fact, he had no idea about the subsequent development of the war situation. Everyone had similar weapons and even similar troop strength. Whether they could decide the outcome in one battle sometimes really depended on luck.
But despite this, he still had to look confident on the surface, if for no other reason than to give confidence to the assault platoon soldiers who were still fighting bloody battles with the US military.
If even he panics, I'm afraid there will soon be chaos in the team. When the US military finds an opportunity and launches a fierce attack, they may not be able to hold on.
"Why aren't Mike and the others coming? Could it be that there was a mutiny on the way? Damn it, we must use military planes to punish them severely."
Kress looked anxiously at the watch in his hand that had been blurred by the smoke, and cursed secretly.
Compared to Wu Qianli, Kress was actually more uneasy. After all, he was trapped in an enemy ambush and was suddenly attacked. He was at a psychological disadvantage. Not only him, but also the American soldiers around him.
If you want to talk about who's morale collapsed first, then they are definitely the first, so it is Kress's side that needs reinforcements the most to appease the morale of the army.
"Ah sneeze~"
At this time, while hurriedly rushing on the way to support, Mike suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose in confusion, but did not pay much attention to it. Instead, he stared at the scouts running in the distance, very eager to understand. Condition.
"How's it going? What's the current situation of the battle? And the terrain near them, as well as the firepower points, have you briefly described them?"
When the scout was breathing heavily and just approached, Mike asked a series of questions.
Although he is only a grassroots platoon leader, the quality of the US military is still very high and scary. He still understands some basic combat literacy and tactical common sense. If he understands the situation clearly and then acts, he will obviously have a better chance of winning.
"Reporting to the platoon leader, I have understood it. The battle is now at a stalemate. The firepower of the Volunteer Army is probably comparable to that of Chief Kress."
"However, if we follow the old path taken by Chief Kress, the terrain may be disadvantageous to us. It is better to go around from the west side and catch the volunteers by surprise."
As the squad leader of the proof investigation squad spoke, he took out his notebook and pointed at the map on it which was very crude, but made it extremely efficient to record.
Mike frowned, pinched his chin, looked at the map that was barely understandable, thought for a moment and then nodded, understanding that this was the best way now, but he just had to let Kress hold on a little longer. a while.
"The entire army accelerated and advanced toward the west in a rapid march to hit the flanks of the volunteers."
Mike ordered, his face flushed with excitement.
He seemed to have seen the scene where he felt like a hero in putting out the fire when the battle reached a stalemate, and then he was appreciated by his superiors, and he was promoted and made rich.
But what if he knew that the American troops guarding the prisoners in the rear had been completely annihilated, and at the same time, two groups of volunteers were approaching to surround the center of the battle.
I'm afraid he will regret why he gave such a stupid order and delayed time, instead of arriving at the battlefield as quickly as possible and breaking through quickly.
Just as reinforcements from all walks of life were rushing to the battlefield, Wu Qianli, who was in the center of the battle whirlpool, frowned, and a bad feeling was slowly coming into his heart.
"Something's wrong. According to the current style of play, even without any external intervention, the assault platoon should have the advantage. Why do I always feel panicked in my heart."
Wu Qianli whispered, underestimating the embarrassment on his face. After fighting so many battles, his combat intuition never missed a beat. It seemed that the assault platoon was going to face a small difficulty next.
He was a lot more cautious about this and asked his soldiers to save some ammunition in order to last longer.
"Ding - the current situation of the host has been detected, and the system has issued a task of brightening the sword. Please choose to receive it yourself."
At this time, the cold system prompts echoed in Wu Qianli's mind again. After hearing this, Wu Qianli secretly said in his heart that it was indeed the case, and he knew something had happened.
"Bright Sword Mission 1. Soldiers with assault cards can withstand the two-sided attack of the US military, and then cooperate with the volunteer soldiers who arrived to defeat the US military. After success, they will receive low-level rewards."
"Bright Sword Mission Two, before the US military reinforcements arrive, completely defeat the existing US military forces, and at the same time, fight the incoming US military reinforcements with all your strength, cooperate with friendly forces to annihilate them, and you will receive a medium reward from the system."
When the system prompts the announcement of the mission of Bright Sword, Wu Qianli's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong. How come the difficulty of such a mission reached the medium reward level? Could it be...
"Bright Sword Mission Three. Defeat two groups of U.S. troops at the same time before your own reinforcements arrive. Then, while the U.S. troops are retreating, complete the encirclement with friendly forces and annihilate the U.S. troops with minimal casualties. You will receive high system rewards!"
Sure enough, when the system announced the third task, Wu Qianli was secretly shocked and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
According to last experience, if you choose a difficult task and fail to complete it due to greed for high rewards, the system will fall into a deep sleep.
Then, without the system's bonus in his subsequent more brutal battle, I am afraid that the chance of surviving a narrow escape will become a ten-death chance. Wu Qianli has no choice but to make careless choices.
"boom--"
Just when Wu Qianli was hesitating, the sound of a gunshot, which was inconspicuous in the hail of bullets, came from the peaceful muzzle, and at the same time, a wisp of white smoke rose.
"Shit!"
Kress covered his left arm and screamed in great pain. It turned out that the bullet he had just fired had torn the muscles of his arm, causing him to almost faint from the pain.
If it weren't for clinging to the snow and feeling the biting cold, I'm afraid the U.S. military would have lost its top commander now.
"Oh, God, sir, are you okay? Are you serious?"
A US military non-commissioned officer was shocked when he saw Kress's condition. He hurriedly trotted over in a half-crouched position to check on Kress's condition.
At the same time, several American soldiers also gathered in his direction, wanting to protect their commander.
"Oh, what are you doing? Go away and let all the people around me disperse. I'm fine!"
Kress looked at the concerned US military noncommissioned officer. Instead of being grateful, he kicked him in the body and quickly told him to get out of the way.
"???"
The US military noncommissioned officer held his slightly painful abdomen and looked at Kress with a question mark on his face. He didn't know why his concern aroused Kress's anger.
It wasn't until the American troops in the battle turned their heads to look at them that he finally understood that Kress was worried about morale.
In fact, most of the time, the battle is fought with a collapse rate. In many battles, the number of American troops that were defeated does not really mean that they suffered heavy casualties. It is likely that they only lost three-tenths or four-tenths of their troops. The enemy army collapsed.
The volunteers who can persist until the whole army is almost annihilated and only one person continues to hold the position are obviously the devil's super elite troops.
But now the US military has persisted for so long, and it is already very difficult for the US military to resist tenaciously with more than half of its troops dead and injured.
At present, any slight change in Feng Shui may become the straw that breaks the camel's back and cause the US military to be defeated.
"damn it……"
At this time, Kress was observing the reaction of the American soldiers in his army with some panic, and couldn't help but cursed secretly.
Many American soldiers saw the blood pouring out of Kress's arm and the fragile nerves in their hearts were severely hit again by the pale face. For a moment, they seemed a little low in morale. Even those who raised their heads to shoot The speed has slowed down a lot.
Seeing this, Kress quickly gritted his teeth and tried to straighten up a little, and gave some comforting words to his soldiers.
"boom--"
"boom--"
"boom--"
As a battlefield, the veteran soldier Ping He was very keenly aware of the changes in the morale of the US military. He also understood that as the commander, Kress was the key to their collapse, so he kept staring at Kress.
When Kress just straightened up and was slightly exposed, Pinghe fired three shots without hesitation, and the hot bullets came out of the gun and flew in the direction of Kress.
A huge murderous aura came towards Kress. He felt something was wrong and quickly turned his body. Two of the bullets were deflected due to distance and wind speed.
Another one flew directly past his forehead, shocking him into a cold sweat on his back, and even the dizziness he felt just now disappeared.
"Fuck you!"
Kress let out a curse and lay down behind the bunker, gasping for air. His eyes were filled with shock. The feeling of brushing against death was obviously unpleasant.
When many American soldiers saw Kress like this, their fighting spirit became even more shaken. Some of them were already thinking about finding a way to escape and let the stubborn idiots block the volunteers.
"Good opportunity! Grenade!"
When Wu Qianli saw the state of the US military, his eyes suddenly lit up and his joy was beyond words.
Suddenly, the soldiers of the assault platoon threw grenades at the American soldiers. Countless black dots fell at the feet of the American soldiers, setting off countless explosions.
"Guards, follow up with the second round and blow up these American devils!"
Lei Gong understood that the U.S. military was now hanging on by one breath, and quickly ordered the artillery platoon to follow.
Two rounds of intensive bombings immediately silenced most of the U.S. military's firepower. Only one of the U.S. machine guns that had been roaring just now was still functioning.
For these little black dots that were thrown almost everywhere, even the naturally abundant veterans of the US military had nothing to offer but their bodies were torn apart by countless flying shrapnel, and they fell unwillingly in a pool of blood.
"Don't worry, keep holding on, our reinforcements will be arriving soon, and we will definitely annihilate all these volunteers by then!"
Kress shouted loudly while covering the wound that was gushing blood.
At this moment, he was disgraced under the bombardment of grenades, and suddenly looked a little embarrassed, but he still tried hard to restore the low morale of the US military.
It's a pity that he has used such rhetoric countless times. At first, the American soldiers were quite satisfied with it and gritted their teeth and persisted. However, the expected reinforcements never arrived, and everyone gradually lost confidence.
"Choose Bright Sword Mission Three!"
Wu Qianli knew that now was the best opportunity, so he decided to give it a try, maybe it would happen.
"Comrades, rush over with me and completely defeat these American devils!"
After dumping the bullets in the machine gun in his hand, Wu Qianli picked up the submachine gun and rushed down with the soldiers of the assault platoon. Lei Gong from the artillery platoon also quickly followed with others.
At the same time, Mike's US military reinforcements are about to arrive on the battlefield. If this charge cannot defeat the US military in front of them, I am afraid that the 7th Interpenetrating Company will face the heaviest casualties since entering North Korea.
