"The machine gunners provide cover with fire, and the large troops follow me toward the perimeter!"
U.S. military officer Miller gritted his teeth and ordered. At this time, the assault platoon and artillery platoon came from both sides, but there was no gunfire from the other two directions.
Therefore, Miller had decided that after breaking through the forward offensive of this volunteer army, he would encircle them and must annihilate them all.
"Damn it, this American is really stupid. As the company commander said, he will definitely hit the gun of the fire platoon. Hehehe, I won't be polite."
Yu Congrong laughed with his mouth wide open as he looked at the U.S. troops who were charging towards his gun. He spat on his hands with excitement, rubbed them vigorously, set up the Browning machine gun, and waited for the large U.S. troops to approach. , and then shoot wildly to harvest.
But just when the US military was about to be led by Miller into Yu Congrong's fire net, US military officer William noticed something was wrong.
"Oh, Miller, I advise you to calm down and don't take it for granted. Since these volunteers can break through the siege and come here, it means that they must be the most elite sharp swords in the army. How could they deliberately let go of two Let us run away!"
William, a U.S. military officer, shouted at the top of his lungs, shouting so hard that his vocal cords and throat hurt slightly, but Miller could barely hear clearly amid the continuous gunshots and explosions of grenades.
"Only the volunteers can still..."
Miller frowned slightly after hearing William's words. After all, such words spoke too highly of the Volunteer Army, and his impression of the Volunteer Army was completely different.
But after thinking about it, it seemed that William was right. Looking at the corpses of American soldiers falling on the ground, he felt that it was better to be cautious.
"Oh, those two damn lines of defense, with such huge firepower and troops, how did they get this unit in? But William, what choice do we have now?"
Although Officer Miller already somewhat agreed with William's words, the Volunteer Army's offensive was very fierce. Even in the dozen seconds they were talking, countless bullets were inserted into his ears and flew past him. The breath of death seemed so far away from him. Very close.
"What happened to these US troops? They couldn't be fooled so easily, right? Or maybe they had other ideas, and they didn't even hit the guns of the fire platoon."
Wu Qianli held a machine gun with his arm, and while running, the US military fired wildly. In order to lower the muzzle of the gun and prevent it from raising and missing, his palms were already slightly red with force.
Even the heavy recoil of the machine gun made him feel a little uncomfortable while running, as if someone had been hitting his chest with his fist. If he was not careful, he would even stumble to the ground, but he could only grit his teeth and move forward. As he rushed, the machine gun in his hand was still roaring.
Ever since the U.S. military encountered a grenade attack by Wu Wanli and others, even though his head had not yet reacted, his body had already fired a round of shots subconsciously.
This already shows that their fighting qualities are definitely excellent, so they cannot be stunned, they must have sensed something.
Sure enough, the U.S. troops who were violently attacked by the assault platoon and the artillery platoon not only did not run in panic towards Yu Congrong's fire platoon, but instead organized the troop formation on the spot, took up their posture, and prepared to stand firm and prepare to fight back with the assault platoon. If there is an artillery platoon, they will use it.
"The machine gunner no longer needs to find a position. He can directly set up his gun on the spot and immediately launch a counterattack against the volunteers."
"There are still bullets in other people's hands. Don't think about Liu going back for Christmas and pouring them all on this hateful group of volunteers."
William roared at his American soldiers despite the huge gunfire.
Many people heard the order and seemed to have found a backbone. The mentality of being suddenly attacked gradually calmed down. The guns in their hands finally began to fire more accurate bullets at the volunteers.
However, just when a US military machine gunner adjusted his helmet and just raised his machine gun to aim at a direction of five thousand miles and fire wildly, something he did not expect suddenly happened.
"boom!"
Following a crisp gunshot, a flower of blood spattered from his body, causing him to fall to the ground and howl in pain.
But if the machine gun didn't sound, it would be impossible to suppress Wu Qianli's attack. Therefore, the deputy machine gunner on the other side did not hesitate, pushed the injured American directly, and took up the position of the machine gun himself.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two crisp gunshots rang out in succession. On such a battlefield filled with bullets, it seemed inconspicuous, but there was another wailing American soldier next to a US machine gun.
Wu Qianli obviously noticed this situation. He looked at the two injured American soldiers and glanced at Ping He, instantly understanding his thoughts and plans.
With Pinghe's sharpshooter-like shooting skills and the fact that he gave Pinghe the sniper rifle with an optical sight, it would only take a matter of minutes to kill him with one shot.
However, Pinghe did not aim at the eyebrows of the US machine gunners. Instead, he slowly lowered the muzzle of the gun to injure the US troops without causing them to die immediately.
In this way, the wounded members of the US military will add a lot of pressure to them, and coupled with their rolling and struggling there, it can also seriously dampen the morale of the US military, making them restless and difficult to organize an effective counterattack.
"Oh, my God, these devils must have done it on purpose. They definitely did it on purpose. What do they want to do?"
Soon after, when there were more and more wounded on the ground, and the roar of the machine gun did not sound, Miller finally noticed this phenomenon and couldn't help but gnashed his teeth and cursed.
"It's okay, Miller, don't worry. The more you behave like this, the happier those volunteers will be. We have to stay sensible and hold on for a while. If this method doesn't work, we can only find another way to recruit him."
William, a US military officer, patted Miller on the shoulder and comforted him a little. At the same time, he frowned. Looking at the increasing number of wounded in the US military and the low morale, he couldn't help but hesitate.
He was not stupid. This group of volunteers attacked fiercely in two directions, but the other two sides were empty and there was no sound of gunfire. This was obviously wrong, but it could only be said that there was a high probability of an ambush.
However, if this cunning group of volunteers only has this small number of troops and no ambush on either side, then their own suspicions that they have placed this US military force here are actually playing the trick of the volunteers.
"Damn it, after fighting for so long, no other patrol troops have passed by nearby. Could it be that even God doesn't bless us?"
U.S. military officer Miller scratched his head a little irritably. If the fight with the existing volunteers continues like this without reinforcements, I am afraid that even if they win in the end, they will die 80-90% of the time. This is because the U.S. military has a strong will. Without being beaten to the point of collapse.
At this time, a bullet flew past Miller's scalp, blowing some of his hair away, and a hint of coolness penetrated his exposed scalp.
In order to beat the US military to collapse as soon as possible and evacuate five thousand miles, they increased the intensity of the attack. However, the US military who made up their minds and persisted for a while did not loosen up at all. In other words, those who wanted to escape were killed by US military officers. He was firmly suppressed in place, not daring to move against military orders for the time being.
"His grandma is a bitch. How can these American devils be so capable? There are two gaps and they won't leave and stay where they are. They have to fight with me, right?"
Lei Gong cursed secretly and wiped the marks on his face that were blackened by gunpowder smoke with his hands.
It has to be said that the U.S. military is not bad in terms of military quality and vitality. It is just that the firepower and combat capabilities of the low-level interleaved companies are too strong. This is how they can beat the U.S. military like this despite a numerical disadvantage.
But objectively speaking, although the artillery soldiers have strong willpower and are not bad in all aspects, after all, they are mainly more talented in artillery.
Therefore, their offense was barely even with the US military, and there was even a slight tendency of being suppressed.
Although Wu Qianli had some advantages, it was not obvious. Fortunately, Ping He and some sharpshooters suppressed the US machine gun fire, otherwise their advantage would have been lost.
Just when the U.S. military and the assault platoon and artillery platoon were fighting in full swing, not even a fly or mosquito came over in the fire platoon, which made Yu Congrong feel itchy with hatred.
"Damn it, are these American devils that good? They've already been beaten to that point, and they're still unwilling to retreat to both sides."
"If the fight continues like this, our fire platoon that was charging forward will become people watching from both sides."
Yu Congrong pushed hard on the snow as he thought about it. He especially hated the feeling of watching his comrades fighting bloody battles while he had nothing to do.
If he hadn't been worried about ruining Wu Qianli's battle plan, he would have wanted to just grab the gun and rush forward with his comrades in the fire platoon to attack the American troops.
In fact, to be honest, even if Yu Congrong and his men rush forward now, they will definitely be able to completely defeat the already somewhat loose US military in an instant.
But the U.S. military is very simple. If you want to spare no one, it really depends on luck.
After all, even if the U.S. military with superior numbers cannot defeat you, it is not easy to forcefully tear a hole in your encirclement and break out.
Only by completely blocking the retreat route of the US military can the fire platoon ensure complete annihilation. This is why Wu Qianli spent so much time.
"Oh, these damn demons are dying. If William continues to fight like this, the morale of our troops will collapse sooner or later. Moreover, even if we wait for reinforcements to help, our troops will be dead."
U.S. military officer Miller looked at the situation of his troops and was obviously not optimistic and couldn't help but feel a little impatient.
There are more and more wounded people writhing in pain on the ground, but the vitality point seems to be possessed by an evil spirit. It cannot be set up effectively and will be killed by the sharpshooters of the 7th Interpenetrating Company in a short while.
Seeing such a situation, the US military officer Maitreya couldn't help but want to directly lead the troops to the two empty areas.
After all, maybe these are the only volunteers in the volunteer army, and they made this gesture to make them suspicious.
However, the US military officer William was still more cautious. When he understood Miller's idea, he shook his head repeatedly and thought it was absolutely impossible.
"My intuition tells me that the volunteers must have an ambush on both sides, and pushing them there will definitely lead to a narrow escape."
After William rejected Maitreya's proposal, seeing that Maitreya wanted to refute him again, he quickly pressed his left hand down to indicate that he should finish speaking first.
"Don't worry Miller, I don't mean to continue to stay here. Since the risks on both sides are so high, why don't we try?"
"If we break through from the direction of the existing volunteers, at least their firepower and numbers will be on the table for us to see at a glance."
After finishing speaking, US military officer William smiled slightly. Obviously, his method must be the most secure and effective solution to the current predicament.
Miller was stunned for a moment after hearing William's words, and then. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately nodded heavily.
