Just when Wu Qianli and the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon pretended to be a U.S. military retreat and were about to approach the U.S. reinforcements led by Mike, something unexpected happened.
In order to disguise himself more closely, Wu Qianli deliberately placed a few real American soldiers in front to decorate the front, so that they would not be easily discovered.
But at this moment, a US military prisoner did not continue to dress cooperatively. Instead, he suddenly ran towards the friendly forces ahead, trying to escape the control of Wu Qianli and others.
"There are volunteers behind...be careful!"
In order to survive, this American prisoner shouted loudly while running. Because he was running too fast, he was gasping for air and opened his mouth with great difficulty, spitting out some keywords.
There were bundles of grenades tied to his body, so he had to run to the friendly forces ahead as quickly as possible. Only when he was sheltered could he escape the danger of his life.
However, he did get a chance to survive by running away, but the other US military prisoners who did not react were immediately dumbfounded. They all stared at him with wide eyes.
"Oh, God, even if this bastard wanted to run away, he had colluded with us in advance so that he could say that he ran away. What should we do?"
Another American prisoner looked ahead and saw the figure running with all his strength. He was in a dilemma for a moment. He didn't know whether he should run along with him or continue pretending to be obedient.
If he ran with him, there would already be someone escaping in front of him. If he just started to start at this time, he would probably be shot by the volunteers from behind, and his body would explode and turn into a pile of flesh and blood.
But if you don't run away, the bastard in front of you has already traveled so far, and he is still passing on news.
If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before these volunteers will be discovered, and then there will inevitably be a melee, and in the midst of a hail of bullets, they will not be able to escape the fate of being hit by bullets and blown into a puddle of rotten flesh.
Just when he was hesitating, several US military prisoners beside him gritted their teeth and ran forward in unison. Since someone took the initiative, they could only risk their fate. After all, the pursuit was still in vain. It's better than sitting still and waiting for death.
So after a while, the American soldiers in front were all running forward, but they were not interested in talking and delivering news. They were all exhausted, and they could hardly catch their breath, so there was no time left. say.
"No, we can't pull away from them. We have to catch up quickly. If they are exposed now, our plan will not proceed smoothly."
A look of surprise flashed across Wu Qianli's eyes, and then he gestured to the reconnaissance platoon soldiers behind him, and immediately ran with the reconnaissance platoon.
"There are still pursuers in the rear... Xiaoxin and the others will probably catch up soon."
Wu Qianli shouted loudly. Due to the reward bonus from the previous system, he now spoke fluent and authentic American English.
For a time, the American prisoners in front were all stunned. If they hadn't experienced the previous battle and the painful experience of being caught, they might have almost killed Wu Qianli, thinking that Wu Qianli was just a soldier being chased by the volunteers. It's a pity that the US military collapsed.
Ping He, who was running with Wu Qianli, even though he couldn't understand English, guessed what Wu Qianli was doing and instantly gave Wu Qianli a thumbs up in his mind.
The volunteer soldiers in the reconnaissance platoon were all human beings. After understanding Wu Qianli's intention, they all put down the muzzles of their guns that were slowly raised in their hands.
Originally, they thought that since they were exposed, they might as well shoot and catch the US military off guard, but now it seems that there is a better option.
"Volunteer Army?"
Mike, who was still thinking just now, heard similar words, and a cold sweat broke out on his nervous back. His hand immediately reached for the pistol.
But after hearing Wu Qianli's words, he snorted coldly, thinking that there were volunteers chasing them behind this group of distinguished guests, so he relaxed a lot from his nervous posture.
However, out of caution, he still took a telescope and looked behind these so-called VIPs in Wuqianli. He found that there was no one there, and he was filled with contempt for the behavior of these defeated troops.
"Aren't they just volunteers? Why did they scare the courage out of these bastards? No, it seems that they have to be used carefully in the next battle, otherwise they will collapse again if they are not careful."
As U.S. commander Mike spoke, he shook his head in disappointment. He was unaware of the danger and was slowly approaching him.
When the American prisoners escaping from the front saw that the supporting troops behind them did not shoot at them, they immediately shut their mouths in a tacit understanding.
No matter what, even if you help these volunteers, no matter how disguised they are, you can first escape to the friendly forces. As for holding them accountable afterwards, that will happen later. It is the right thing to not die now.
The American soldiers under Mike also went through the same psychological process as their commanders, from being nervous at the beginning to gradually relaxing their vigilance, and finally to contempt for this group of defeated soldiers.
"What a good opportunity. It seems that these US troops still haven't discovered us. Haha, I'm not welcome."
The submachine gun in Wu Qianli's hand was already loaded with bullets. As soon as the safety was turned on, countless bullets would swarm out as soon as he pulled the trigger.
The same was true for the other soldiers in the reconnaissance platoon. Since their numbers were at a disadvantage, these sharpshooters decisively gave up their original rifles.
Most of them picked up submachine guns and machine guns, and even had eight or nine grenades on their waists, making them look fully armed.
After following the American prisoners in front and quickly approaching the US military team, many US military non-commissioned officers also noticed something was wrong.
Except for a few panicked American soldiers in the front, why did those behind them pull down their helmets slightly, lower their heads at the same time, and run forward as if they were afraid of being seen with their faces.
Moreover, it was said that the troops were defeated, but why did it feel like this group of people seemed to be well-organized, and at the same time, there was no trace of mess on their bodies. Instead, they were neatly dressed, and their firepower was fierce. No matter how you looked at it, something felt wrong.
At this time, the sharp-eyed Mike also thought of this after seeing it, and immediately ordered someone to stop this group of people, but it was already too late.
Wu Qianli and the soldiers from the reconnaissance platoon have arrived, only a few dozen meters away from these US troops, and the US prisoners in front have also successfully arrived at the US military formation.
Just when these prisoners thought they were out of danger, they were about to open their mouths and point at the volunteers in the rear to say something, but they were suddenly covered up by the violent roar of gunfire.
"Da da da da da da da da..."
Wu Qianli, who was in the front, took the lead in raising the submachine gun in his hand and fired in the direction of the American prisoners. The bullets that escaped quickly hit the bodies of these American prisoners in an instant, binding their waists. Grenade set them all on fire.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Accompanied by several violent explosions in succession, many U.S. troops who had just been unsuspecting were near them and were suddenly swept in by the soaring fire.
When the horrific explosion ended, there were more than twenty corpses of American soldiers on the ground, all of them covered in blood and flesh.
The sudden explosion stunned most of the U.S. troops. Before they could realize what was going on, the reconnaissance platoon's firepower had already been unleashed, and submachine guns and machine guns were pouring bullets as if they were free.
Due to their arm strength and control over guns, which they have developed as sharpshooters over the years, they pressed the guns very steadily. No one deflected the bullets, and they flew to high places. They all hit the American soldiers firmly. of flesh and blood.
Just like this, countless yellow fire snakes poured out, like a sickle of death, cutting down the U.S. military in pieces like wheat. In just ten seconds, the U.S. military lost one soldier. Less than half the force.
"Shit! This is not our VIP guest from the US military. They are clearly volunteers in disguise. What a bunch of cunning foxes, bah!"
As the US military commander spoke, he rubbed his face that was blackened by gunpowder smoke. The shock wave of the explosion just now affected him.
So he seemed to be pushed down to the ground by a huge force. Even the military cap on his head flew away without knowing where, leaving only the hair on his head floating in the wind, looking miserable.
After suffering heavy casualties, the remaining American troops came to their senses and looked for their father's bunker, hoping to rely on it to resist.
However, the terrain here is a vast expanse of snow, and there is not even a snowdrift. There is no decent bunker. The American soldiers who were forced to disperse had no choice but to spread out, lying on the ground and shooting at each other with the volunteers. .
"It's okay. Their numbers are not large. Our current number is more than double theirs. If we continue to fight against them, we will definitely win."
U.S. military commander Mike found his service cap from a nearby small snowdrift with great difficulty, and at the same time loudly reassured the morale of his soldiers.
When he said that the number of troops was more than double that of the opponent, he couldn't help but hate it. Originally, there were twice as many troops, but the sudden attack just now caused them to lose troops that would not be lost in ordinary battles, and it was still So fast.
"Quickly take out the grenades and suppress their counterattack."
Wu Qianli also knew very well that his side was at a numerical disadvantage and could never be held back by the US military and turned into a war of attrition.
Moreover, in order to take advantage of the U.S. military's inattention to maximize the destruction of effective forces, they poured out all their firepower at the first opportunity. Now it seems a little embarrassing when changing ammunition.
However, half of the reconnaissance platoon heard Wu Qianli's order and quickly pulled out grenades and threw them at the US military.
For a moment, the covering bombing fire suppressed the momentum of the US military's counterattack. At the same time, half of the shrewd veterans took advantage of this time to quickly change their magazines. After the grenades exploded, an overwhelming amount of bullets poured towards the US military. And go.
Under Wu Qianli's tactical guidance, a huge firepower net was spread out, and the cross-fire points beat the US military so hard that they could hardly even lift their heads.
"Oh, God, these volunteers are really damned. Will they only attack suddenly?"
The US military commander Mike just drew his pistol and fired two shots in the direction of Wu Qianli, and was instantly taken care of by countless bullets.
If he hadn't hid quickly enough, he would have turned into a corpse, and the snow particles flying around when the bullet hit him would have almost half-buried his body.
"Shit!"
While Mike was cursing, he clenched his hands into fists in anger and hit the snow beside him hard. He had never experienced such a humiliating moment since joining the US military.
"We can't all huddle here and be beaten by them. While we have more people than him, we have to find a way to send people around to surround them, so as to spread our firepower and give full play to our numerical advantage."
Thinking of this, Mike immediately asked his non-commissioned officers to divide their troops into two groups, each leading dozens of people to move toward both sides of Wu Qianli and the others, while the remaining people only stayed in place under difficult fire cover to create opportunities for friendly forces.
Although he is now at a disadvantage, Mike is not panicked at all. Judging the battle situation based on the stereotypes in his mind, he believes that after the fierce and bloody battle with the US troops led by Kress, the volunteers are the only ones left in front of them. , now they have not only the numerical advantage, but also the US military who are guarding the prisoners, and they hope to come to support them.
As long as they hold on, annihilate the volunteers in front of them, and then gather up the scattered deserters, then this battle will end with their victory.
And he, Mike, will rely on this military exploit to be directly promoted from his current platoon commander to company commander, and from then on he will embark on the glorious road of promotion and wealth that he imagined.
But if Mike knew that the reinforcements he expected had long since turned into dead souls, I'm afraid the proud look on his face would turn into horror.
"Company Commander, it seems that the US military is making new moves to outflank us on both sides. Should we block these people?"
Pinghe saw that the US military seemed to have weaved a huge net to completely surround them, so he couldn't help but ask Wu Qianli.
"Hahahahaha, I almost suspected that the US military commander opposite was a spy planted by the company in our area. He actually dared to split his troops at this time."
When Wu Qianli saw the American troops dividing up and surrounding him, instead of panicking, he actually laughed and looked a little surprised.
"If you don't understand now, it doesn't matter. When you see the US military fleeing later, I'm afraid you will laugh happier than me."
Seeing Ping He's slightly confused look, Wu Qianli didn't have time to explain in detail, but patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.
