"Oh, damn, hold on to me, hold them all, they escaped from the bunker, just in time for our bullets, don't panic, this is our opportunity!"
Kress looked at the volunteer soldiers who were rushing toward his own army like tigers and wolves, and couldn't help but sweat in his heart, forcing his soldiers not to retreat.
In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to retreat, but that once he gives the order to retreat at this time, I am afraid that this battle will turn into a complete rout and end for the US military. This is definitely not what he wants to see.
And if they can withstand the pressure of the volunteers and repulse the charge during this assault, it will be Wu Qianli's side who will be greatly damaged in morale, and they can also take the opportunity to cause huge damage to the enemy. , no matter how you think about it, it is a sure-fire thing.
"Da da da da da da da da da da..."
Kress rushed to a heavy machine gun as if crazy, pulled the trigger hard, and fired wildly in the direction of the volunteers.
However, the injury he suffered just now has obviously not healed yet. Under the strong recoil, the wound seems to be even more torn open, and the bright red blood slowly flows down, draining the strength from his body bit by bit.
Perhaps it was Kress's rare bravery that temporarily eased the morale of the American soldiers.
Many U.S. troops gritted their teeth and stayed on the spot facing the volunteers, suppressing their firepower. For a while, the offensive of the assault platoon led by Wu Qianli slowed down slightly.
"Damn it, why are these American devils so capricious? No, we have to let them collapse quickly."
As Wu Qianli spoke, he was suppressed in place by the sudden firepower of the US military. Many assault platoon soldiers were also killed by flying bullets if they were not careful.
Wu Qianli still understands the principle of going strong and then fading, and the three will be exhausted. If this continues, this assault charge may be met with a beautiful counterattack by the US military.
Thinking of this, Wu Qianli frowned and stared at Kress, who was pale and still gritting his teeth. He understood that the key to this battle lay in this injured US military officer.
"Wu Wanli, have you seen the man with the heavy machine gun? Can you find an opportunity to blow it up?"
Wu Qianli waved his hand, called Wu Wanli, pointed in the direction of Kress, and said to him very seriously.
"No problem, brother, just watch it."
Wu Wanli agreed wholeheartedly and unloaded three grenades from his body at the same time. He kept mumbling softly and his eyes were round, as if he was thinking about the whereabouts of the grenades and how to throw them.
After a while, he held two grenades, bit open the tabs and threw them in the direction of Kress at the same time. Only two small black dots were seen flying towards both sides of Kress with the support of his huge arm strength.
"boom!"
"boom!"
The two explosions killed three nearby American troops alive, but they were always slightly deviated from Kress's position. After all, it was impossible for humans to throw different mortars with such accuracy.
"Fuck you! It seems that my position has been exposed, but even if I know that I am being targeted, what can I do?"
While Kress was cursing, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking a little helpless.
Now all the US troops are staring at his figure. Once he shows the slightest intention to evacuate or even move, it will greatly shake the morale of the military.
All US troops will also wonder if the commander is about to run away, so he can only continue to stay where he is and pray for the so-called God's blessing.
At this time, the grenade was thrown 50,000 miles away, but there was no trace of discouragement on his face. Instead, he stared at the direction of the explosion on both sides with confidence.
He roughly understood the reason for the deviation, so he opened the ring of the last prepared grenade, waited for a few seconds, and then quickly threw it out.
"not good!"
Kress also suddenly noticed the grenade that was about to reach him, and the battlefield intuition in his heart made him feel a huge murderous aura.
At this point, Kress no longer cared about morale. He suddenly felt that his own life was still important. He quickly dropped the heavy machine gun and wanted to escape from this position before the grenade fell completely.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a huge explosion penetrated Kress's eardrums. His eyes widened in disbelief, and then his body was severely penetrated by shrapnel from the grenade.
"Wow~"
When Kress stretched out his hand and touched the bruised flesh and blood on his body, he opened his mouth wide, thinking about asking for help, but a mouthful of blood surged into his throat, and he fell into a pool of blood after a while.
"Good job, your throwing is getting more and more accurate."
Wu Qianli couldn't help but feel happy when he saw that the target had been killed. He rubbed Wu Wanli's head and praised loudly.
"boom--"
"boom--"
At the same time, the clear and ghostly sound of gunfire never stopped. Wu Qianli understood that this was the sharpshooters of the reconnaissance platoon showing off their power, especially Pinghe, who seemed to have achieved considerable results.
"The third……"
"the fifth……"
Pinghe scanned the battlefield with sharp eyes, looking for valuable targets. At the same time, he whispered something to his mouth every time he killed a person. Until now, he had shot 5 people in a row.
It wasn't that Pinghe's marksmanship level had declined, but that he didn't know how to shoot easily, and when he fired, he shot and killed the US noncommissioned officer who was organizing the tenacious resistance of his soldiers.
The other soldiers in the platoon had their own division of labor, knocking out the firepower points on the US military position, severely suppressing the remaining morale of the US military.
Just as the heavy firepower of the US military misfired one after another, and the non-commissioned officers died one by one, the US military, which lost fire support and the command of the non-commissioned officers, was in chaos for a while, with chaotic gunfire.
"help me!"
"Ah! My legs!"
At the same time, many American soldiers were missing arms and legs or were seriously injured in various parts of their bodies. They fell to the ground and rolled around, wailing in pain, which made the scalps of the American soldiers who were still fighting feel numb.
These wounded soldiers scattered all over the US military positions were also Wu Qianli's deliberate arrangement.
To kill one US soldier, it is better to find opportunities to injure more US soldiers and create a large number of wounded for them. This will speed up the collapse of the US military. If killed directly, it may cause the death of rabbits and the grief of foxes, which is counterproductive.
"Comrades, it's time, come with me and rush over again to completely annihilate them!"
Wu Qianli could see that the U.S. military was on the verge of complete collapse at this moment. He understood that the opportunity could not be missed and would never be lost, so he once again led the assault platoon with his submachine gun and pressed against the U.S. military in a three-by-three formation. .
"It's his grandma's, we have to hurry up, lest we not be able to eat meat or even make soup."
The artillery platoon carried by Lei Gong did not continue to carry the cannon, but charged downwards with guns in hand. However, due to their position, they were always slower than the assault platoon. This made Lei Gong anxiously order to let his men The soldiers sped up.
"Oh, God, damn it. Kress has called for reinforcements for so long, but in the end, no one was seen. Instead, he was killed by the volunteers."
Facing another wave of charges from the volunteers, the remaining non-commissioned officers inevitably had some not-so-good ideas in their minds, and the will to resist seemed to have left them.
"Sir, why don't we surrender? I heard that their volunteers treated prisoners preferentially, so they probably won't do anything to us."
An American soldier whispered to his noncommissioned officer in a very low voice. In the past, such words and deeds could be shot directly.
But at this time, everyone was staring at each other in silence, looking at their strange eyes. The US military non-commissioned officer understood that his subordinates obviously had similar thoughts.
"Hmph, I think you are all stupid and confused, and you actually want to surrender. In the end, you can go on your own, and I won't stop you."
To the surprise of everyone below, the US military noncommissioned officer picked up his submachine gun and fired another shot at the oncoming volunteer soldiers. His very firm expression told everyone that he would never surrender.
"Whoever has grenades should use them to blow them up. We can't let these volunteers charge too fast, otherwise we will not be able to escape."
The US military noncommissioned officer loudly ordered his subordinates not to surrender, but he expressed his desire to escape without concealment.
All the American soldiers were stunned after hearing this. Compared with surrendering, escaping was obviously a better choice. After all, when the top commander was dead, they ran away in an organized manner, which can be said to be a retreat. .
But looking at the wolves and tigers of the volunteer soldiers, they always felt that the chance of being killed during the escape was probably greater, so they all had doubts and thought about whether to take this risk.
"Are you stupid? Don't you know how you treated those volunteer prisoners? Do you want to hand over your fate to a group of enemies?"
"If we surrender, who knows what kind of retaliation we will face. It's better to give it a try. Maybe we can successfully retreat by then, and our life will definitely be better than being a prisoner."
Seeing that his men were still hesitating like stupid pigs for a long time, the US military sergeant made it clear to them and roared at them to get ready quickly, otherwise it would be too late.
After hearing what the US military noncommissioned officer said, these soldiers immediately took out the grenades from their waists and threw them at the volunteers in front, as if they had just woken up from a dream.
"boom!"
"boom!"
More than ten or twenty grenades exploded in front of the US military position in succession. Because the volunteers were too fast, they were very close to the US military position, which instead caused a large number of casualties.
Of course, there are many similar smart people in the US military, and they all took out grenades to complete the last blow before escaping. For a while, the offensive of the assault platoon and the artillery platoon slowed down again.
"Bah—damn it, these American devils have to give us a tough blow before they leave."
Wu Wanli, who was forced to the ground by the US military's grenade and ate a pile of snow, cursed angrily.
However, after this round of explosions, there was not even a trace of gunshots heard on the US military position.
There were only some who couldn't run away, and the wounded American soldiers were still in various positions, wailing in pain and looking at these volunteer soldiers with pitiful eyes, hoping that they could get preferential treatment as prisoners.
A large number of other American soldiers ran like mice, faster than the volunteer soldiers who were charging just now.
After the smoke dissipated, the soldiers of the assault platoon couldn't help but be stunned when the American troops were a short distance away from them. When did the American troops have such strong speed and explosive power?
Of course, there were still a few unlucky American soldiers who only suffered minor injuries, but had no chance to escape. Instead, they were caught, with their hands raised, waiting eagerly for execution.
"Lei Gong, Wu Wanli, the two of you with the artillery platoon and the assault platoon will continue to pursue them. We must annihilate them all."
Wu Qianli pointed at the defeated American soldiers and said quickly that he was not worried that these American soldiers would eventually escape.
Judging from the small dynamic combat map in his mind, other volunteer soldiers under his command have already reported over, blocking the retreat of these US troops. They only need to complete the encirclement, so there is no need to worry.
However, he also noticed a bunch of small red dots rushing towards here in the dynamic map. Obviously, if he had not successfully charged just now, he would have been surrounded by counterattacks, and the whole army might have been annihilated. Thinking of this, Wu Qianli couldn't help but feel. I felt a cold sweat in my heart.
"It's a little clever. You probably want to outflank me, but thank you for delaying your time and giving me a chance."
Wu Qianli said secretly in his heart. At the same time, an excellent battle plan had emerged in his mind.
Looking at the surrendering American soldiers, Pinghe originally wanted to follow the old rules and shoot them all without leaving any alive, but this time he was stopped by Wu Qianli.
"These wounded soldiers can all be replenished and left alone, but the ones who can still move around are left here. I can be of use to them."
Wu Qianli looked at these American prisoners with a slight smile on his lips.
After all the wounded soldiers were killed, the remaining American soldiers who could still move stood tremblingly, and some even peed their pants in fear.
"Tie grenades on their bodies and rush in front of us. All the soldiers in the reconnaissance platoon will follow and follow my instructions."
At Wu Qianli's order, these American prisoners were all tied with grenades. Many of them were so frightened that they begged for mercy, but they were still forcibly driven to the front of the team.
In this way, a US military war that had just lost the battle was decorated vividly. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that it is a fake by the volunteers.
Under the guidance of Wu Qianli looking at the small dynamic map, this team "escaped" toward Mike's group of US military reinforcements.
On the other side, the US military reinforcements led by Mike also found many deserters. At first, he shot them directly to avoid affecting the morale of the army, but later he had to accept these people. After all, there were too many. It would be a bit uncomfortable to shoot them all. Like words.
"What did you say? All the troops led by Chief Kress were ambushed and are now in a state of rout?"
Mike, the commander of the US military reinforcements, obviously couldn't believe this fact, but as more and more deserters were accepted and he heard widespread rumors, he could only accept this reality.
"Oh, God, this stupid pig, I said he can't command well. No, you might as well let me do it."
Mike couldn't help but yell angrily. He originally wanted to cooperate with Kress's American troops to attack the volunteers, but he heard that Kress had already died in the battle and the army was in disarray. So what was the point of him going there now?
Other American soldiers obviously spread the news. Although they did not receive the order, they all slowed down their progress in a tacit understanding. For a while, it made Mike embarrassed.
"Oh my gosh, this situation is so bad. Do I want to continue to pursue it?"
U.S. commander Mike was thinking while hesitating whether he should continue to pursue them and fight to the death before the volunteers could react in time, or he should retreat temporarily and cover the escape of the prisoners to the second line of defense before making preparations.
Obviously, Mike still doesn't know that Jerry, who was guarding the volunteers, has also been completely annihilated by the vitality platoon led by Yu Congrong.
If he had known that he was the only American soldier left on this battlefield, he would have greased his shoes and fled.
However, as he walked all the way, his men gathered more and more deserters. In a short time, they also gathered considerable strength, but this also aggravated Mike's hesitation.
"Reporting to the commander, there is a group of broken troops in front, and it seems that they want to join our military formation again."
Mike was frowning, thinking very hesitantly about a report from his subordinates, which temporarily disrupted his thoughts.
He looked up and saw that Wu Qianli covered half of his head with a steel helmet and lowered his head at the same time, unable to see clearly in the dark night.
The other American troops in front were all Caucasian, and they still had panic expressions on their faces, just like the defeated troops who had just been defeated.
"Just break the troops and bring them in. This is nothing new. You can just help me solve it in the future. You don't have to ask me."
Mike, who had already accepted several groups of defeated troops, did not feel anything was wrong, but waved his hand to tell his men not to bother him.
"That's...ok."
The U.S. military noncommissioned officer who was reporting seemed a little strange about the number of people who broke out. How could there be so many people, so he originally wanted to remind Mike.
But after looking at Mike's impatient expression, he didn't want to get into trouble again. Maybe he really thought too much, so he obeyed the military order and brought a few people to take in these defeated soldiers.
At this time, Wu Qianli and the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon were getting closer and closer to the US military. They all carefully distanced themselves from the US prisoners in front and pointed their guns firmly at them.
Once they dare to move, they will be greeted by countless bullets, and then detonate the grenades on their bodies, blowing up into a pile of rotten meat on the spot. This is also the reason why the several American prisoners in front were crying.
However, other American soldiers who saw it mistakenly thought it was just a broken soldier, and it should be a normal expression, so everyone thought it was normal.
"Company Commander, we are getting very close. Do you want to take action now?"
Although Pinghe was already a veteran soldier, he was after all close to an enemy army that was more numerous than him, so he couldn't help his heart pounding and asked Wu Qianli in a low voice.
"Don't worry, it seems we haven't been exposed yet. When we get close, throw a wave of grenades first, then sweep out all the bullets, and massacre these American troops as soon as possible."
Wu Qianli also warned in a low voice, but after a while he stopped talking, so as not to arouse the vigilance of these American troops.
Pinghe just whispered Wu Qianli's words, and all the soldiers in the reconnaissance platoon were ready to fight.
However, at this critical juncture, an American soldier in front secretly glanced back, then looked at the friendly troops in front who were extremely close to him, and suddenly ran forward without warning, trying to get away from Wu Qianli. Control of others.
