"The Bright Sword mission involves dividing the troops into several groups. They rely on the field of view advantage of the small dynamic map to penetrate the weak points of the US military's defense line. After completing the mission, you will receive low-level rewards from the system."
"The mission of Bright Sword is to die in the second direction. The host needs to select some suicide squads from the seventh interspersed company to attack the second line of defense of the US military, attract the enemy's attention and take the opportunity to penetrate through the weak point where reinforcements are sent as a breakthrough point. .”
"Complete Bright Sword Mission 2, and you will receive a medium reward from the system. However, this plan will result in the loss of a large number of comrades. The system recommends that the host choose carefully."
"Bright Sword Mission Three will proceed in disguise. The seventh interleaving company will disguise itself as a US military unit and infiltrate from the US military positions at the most appropriate time. After completing the mission, you will receive high-level rewards from the system. However, if the mission fails, the entire company may be annihilated. , please host choose carefully."
When the cold system prompts announced the completion of several sword-showing tasks in Wu Qianli's mind, Wu Qianli's face became uncertain for a while. He pinched his chin, seeming to be trapped in painful choices and contemplation.
It's not that these tasks given by the system are not good or feasible, but that each of them has a partial probability of success, but there is a corresponding price to pay.
If we follow the Bright Sword mission and slowly infiltrate it in separate actions, the advantage is that it will be easier to execute, and there shouldn't be any particularly difficult tactical actions.
But the disadvantages are also obvious, after all, it will waste a lot of precious time.
In addition, Pinghe had already eliminated two groups of U.S. military sentries before. After the U.S. troops were alerted, if their infiltration had not been completed, the 7th Interpenetrating Company might be cut into two parts, posing a dilemma.
As for the Bright Sword Mission 2, using the lives of a small number of death squads to attract the firepower and attention of the US military, so that large units can penetrate and infiltrate. The success rate of this method is very high. The large units basically have a 90% probability of successfully crossing the border, but...
Wu Qianli frowned and looked at the comrades of the 7th Intermediate Company under his command. They all had expressions on their faces that showed they were not afraid of death.
And the special luster and clarity in their eyes seemed to tell Wu Qianli that each of them could devote their lives to the army and the country as long as necessary.
"No, how can I use the lives of my company comrades to attract the US military? I must not abandon anyone."
Wu Qianli originally had some thoughts, but after looking at his soldiers, he really couldn't bear it. He immediately shook his head vigorously and murmured softly.
"Company Commander, I think this plan is feasible. Why don't you let me, Lao Yu, try it? Don't worry, I, Lao Yu, will definitely kill you, fight a bloody road, and reunite with you alive."
Yu Congrong, who was the closest, heard what Wu Qianli said softly. He was stunned for a moment, then clenched his fists and made up his mind. Instead, he laughed with a relaxed smile on his face.
"Brother, how can the death squad be so easy? If you really want to kill them, just let me... um..."
Wu Wanli felt the tragic atmosphere that instantly overflowed in the company, and quickly volunteered to take on such a heavy job. He would not be afraid of anything that his eldest brother Wu Baili could do.
But before he could finish his words, Lei Gong on the side calmly stuffed another piece of chocolate into his mouth, and his voice stopped abruptly.
Everyone in the company looked at Wu Wanli with a look of disapproval. Regardless of Wu Wanli's lack of combat experience, it was said that one of the three brothers in their family had died, and the rest had all gone to the battlefield.
If their brothers still compete for this kind of death squad job, it is possible that their family will be wiped out before long.
"Company Commander, let me do it. Our reconnaissance platoon has a small number of people, and all of them are elites. They can move flexibly and conveniently. We can definitely attract the attention of the US military and protect ourselves at the same time."
Pinghe never interrupts when gossiping, but when the opportunity comes to step forward, he never misses it. He grits his teeth and looks determined, but at the same time there is a trace of indifference on his face.
As a veteran of the 7th interleaving company, he had experienced this kind of life and death so many times. He had let other brothers take over before, and now it was his turn.
"What did Heping and your kid say? You are all elites in the normal queue. Our firepower cards are not bad, and all of them have machine guns and submachine guns. Wouldn't it attract the attention of American devils more than you?"
Yu Congrong's face was already red from the cold wind and cold temperature. Now after hearing Ping He's words, he straightened his back and became even redder as he worked harder.
Seeing that the old comrades of the 7th Intermediate Company were still rushing to take this job, Wu Qianli was moved and dumbfounded. However, just when he was about to stop this farce, Mei Sheng spoke first.
"Although it may not be a good idea to pour cold water on it at this time, we can't achieve success by relying solely on enthusiasm. This plan has fatal flaws and cannot be implemented."
As soon as Mei Sheng finished speaking, the people who had just been clamoring for looting suddenly fell silent and fell into silence. Everyone turned their eyes to the company instructor.
"First of all, the US military's second line of defense is so long and there are so many ice sheets. Even if we find the weak link, we will send death squads."
"The death squads attracted which part of the US military sent reinforcements, and when did those reinforcements arrive at the designated location, and when did we break out with large forces from which direction."
"If any of these are wrong, the whole army will be mired in quagmire and the whole army will be wiped out. Therefore, this plan is extremely risky and should not be implemented."
After Mei Sheng finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although his combat capabilities are still on the battlefield, and his execution ability is not as good as Wu Qianli and others, in terms of cautious judgment and calm thinking, he said that he is second in the seventh interleaved company, and no one dares to rank. First.
Sure enough, after everyone listened to Mei Sheng's words, they all closed their mouths and fell into deep thought.
They understand that what Mei Sheng said makes sense, but if there is no other good way at the moment, they must take this risk.
After all, their seventh interleaved company has taken few risks from Chen Jun to the present. Aren't they all glorious achievements piled up with blood and flesh?
However, this kind of problem is actually out of the scope of Wu Qianli's consideration. After all, he has a small dynamic combat map that can observe the enemy's movements, so those concerns do not exist at all.
But since Mei Sheng used these questions to calm down everyone in the company, Wu Qianli didn't criticize them at all. Instead, he silently lit a cigarette, looked at Mei Sheng's slightly cold and worried face, and nodded slightly.
Lei Gong also took a long drag on the cigarette, filling his cerebral cortex with nicotine, and a hot energy surged from his throat to his nasal cavity.
He still liked the slightly damp local hand-rolled cigarettes. Although they were not as dense and standardized as American cigarettes, he was used to the strong feeling and found it difficult to accept other cigarettes.
"Company Commander, a little more time has passed. We can't delay it, and we can't delay it any longer."
When Lei Gong slowly spit out a puff of white mist from his mouth, his slightly cloudy eyes were wandering around Wu Qianli's figure.
Just now, when everyone was robbing the death squads alive, he, as the most senior soldier of the seventh interleaved company, did not participate.
This is not because he has a cold nature, nor is it because he is greedy for life and afraid of death. After all, he has been fighting for half his life and has no relatives in his hometown of Yimeng Mountain. What else can he miss?
He did it out of intuition and trust. After all, based on his understanding, Wu Qianli's character would never allow him to execute this plan of abandoning his comrades in exchange for the success of the mission.
"All comrades of the 7th Interleaving Company, check for blood stains on your body, as well as scars and scars from the fight, and cover them up as much as possible. The wounded who cannot be covered up are often on the inside of the unit. In five minutes, move towards the two o'clock direction."
Sure enough, after Wu Qianli thought for a while, he made up his mind. He put out his cigarette, ordered to his comrades, and followed the system prompts in his mind to choose mission 3 to lurk forward.
In fact, after the last battle, the system released information on the second line of defense of the US military, which happened to be a unit that was going to pass through the US military position almost today.
And due to the raging wind and snow, it was probably impossible to cross the position on time, which could be exploited by their seventh penetration.
However, the reason why 5,000 Li hesitated even though he had such a good opportunity was because according to the information provided by the intelligence, the number of this unit should only be more than 100 people, but now they have several times the strength and can be easily discovered. Something is wrong.
But they can't care about so much right now. They can only take one step at a time. Even if they are discovered ten thousand steps back, as long as they quickly break through in a short time, the US troops on the second line of defense will also be able to break through. Nothing to do with them.
After all, such a vast battlefield, coupled with the raging wind and snow, made the visibility so low. It would be no less difficult for the second line of defense to catch such a team of several hundred people than to find a grain of sand in the sea. .
If the U.S. military really spends a lot of troops to encircle and suppress them, and mess up its own defense line, it will be able to play its role in allowing them to penetrate and penetrate.
"Company commander, our fire platoon is ready and ready to go at any time."
At this time, Yu Congrong's loud voice pulled Wu Qianli out of the tangle.
"Report to the company commander that the reconnaissance platoon is ready and the army is ready to go at any time."
As Pinghe spoke, he wiped the blood on his military cotton collar with a small piece of snow. He probably understood how Wu Qianli wanted to get over it.
"The artillery platoon is ready and the army is ready to go at any time."
"..."
"Set off!"
Wu Qianli said categorically while looking back at the comrades of the 7th Interleaved Company for the last time. He didn't know how many people would fall this time.
At the same time, at the US military's first line of defense headquarters, the US military commander was looking at the casualty report in his hand, grinning in disbelief.
"Shit! Don't these volunteers fight with their lives? With such casualties, let alone two or three months, I'm afraid if they can withstand a month, it will be considered a blessing from God."
The US military commander took a look at the battle map and poured strong coffee into his mouth to cheer himself up. He had not slept all night.
"Sir, please take a rest. Don't worry too much. If they can only fight and charge like this with a large army, what is the essential difference between them and those Japanese troops who charged in the Pacific battlefield."
"It's nothing more than more sophisticated tactics. Basically, it's just a corpse that was defeated by our firepower, don't you think so."
The adjutant next to the US military commander took a small piece of sugar cube and added it to the coffee in the commander's hand, and flattered him with a smile.
"That's right. If the volunteers can only use this kind of suicide charge in large groups, then that's okay."
Originally, the US military commander was still internally refuting the volunteers' offensive and tactics, but they were several steps higher than those reckless Japanese troops.
But everyone in the headquarters was there, so he had to think about his own morale, so he acted more confident.
However, just as the U.S. military commander squinted his eyes and enjoyed the coffee comfortably, he seemed to suddenly remember something and suddenly opened his eyes. Even when he put the coffee cup on the table, his hands were slightly agitated. Trembling slightly.
"This large volunteer army is really ready to fight. How could I forget that cunning little unit? Damn it, get me to the second line of defense headquarters quickly. I have something important to tell them."
It proves that the US military commander frowned and showed a little worry, while constantly comforting himself in his heart. It is just a force supporting the military academy, how big a storm can it cause.
"Yes, sir!"
The US military adjutant couldn't see his inner monologue. Seeing that the commander was so anxious, he hurriedly dialed the phone and handed the microphone to the US military commander.
At this moment, everyone in the Seventh Interleaving Company, who was experiencing a near-death experience, didn't know that their risky actions had been cast a thick shadow and became more dangerous.
