"Turn the muzzle to the ten o'clock direction, and extend the bombardment with three rapid fire rounds..."
Lei Gong spoke in a slightly hoarse voice and directed the soldiers in the artillery platoon to adjust the new angle.
"put!"
"Bang——"
As Lei Gong's left hand transformed into a knife, he waved forward fiercely, and a row of howitzers instantly launched the shells in their chambers, and the muffled sound of the steel firing pins sounded neatly.
"call out--"
The heavy shells flew through the air, tore through the wind and snow, and hit hard near the American soldiers.
"Boom! Boom!"
A rapid artillery shell fell quickly and just hit a US military personnel carrier.
The moment the shell exploded, it also detonated the car's fuel tank.
The iron sheet that was shiny just now was instantly shriveled and scorched black by the blast, and the car's motor was blown aside.
Before the soldiers above could jump out of the vehicle, they were lifted into the air along with the steel wreckage.
When the mutilated steel wreckage of the car fell helplessly with flames on it, it happened to hit other American troops.
"Ah, it hurts, help me! (Ah, it hurts me so much, please help me!)"
Some U.S. soldiers who were crushed under the car wreckage were lucky enough to survive and were wailing in pain for help.
The rusty iron sheet had pierced his thigh, and his bloody lower body directly exposed the dense white bones.
But it was obvious that the other American troops had too much time to take care of themselves and had no time to escape, so they had no time to pay attention to him.
The desperate American soldiers could only feel their consciousness gradually disappearing, and everything in front of them became blurred.
After a while, the blazing fire completely devoured his whole body, turning his body into a charred corpse.
The tank, which originally had thick armor and powerful firepower, could still turn around and fight Wu Qianli.
However, under the attack of such a huge-caliber howitzer, the US tanks could only silently pray that they would not be bombed and hurriedly fled backwards.
"Maintain the formation and retreat in an orderly manner! (Maintain the formation and retreat in an orderly manner!)"
"Their artillery fire will end soon! (Their artillery fire will end soon!)"
McClain, the leader of the Polar Bear Regiment, couldn't help shouting anxiously when he saw the US soldiers in a mess.
But the sound of the shells exploding directly drowned out his voice.
The US soldiers who were dispersed almost lost the command of grassroots non-commissioned officers, and their morale and combat effectiveness were greatly weakened.
"boom!"
A howitzer shell whizzed past, hitting McClain's jeep just in front and to the left.
The huge fire cloud caused by the explosion rose up, and layers of heat waves rushed to McClain's side, making him feel the breath of death.
The huge shock wave caused the jeep that was traveling at high speed to be overturned. Fortunately, McClain reacted quickly and jumped out of the car, thus escaping death.
"Fuck you!"
After the thick smoke gradually dissipated, McClain slowly got up from the snow.
The jeep rolled over and stood on the snow. The rear wheels of the car were still spinning rapidly, but the door on the side flew to nowhere.
Fortunately, the shelling had just ended at this time. Upon seeing this, two nearby American soldiers stepped forward and helped the jeep to its correct position with great effort.
McClain endured the pain in his body and climbed back into the car, and the American soldiers who helped right the jeep also came up for a ride.
The US military noncommissioned officer sitting in the driver's seat turned on the engine several times before the jeep started again.
It's just that the car motor has been making abnormal noises, and the speed has also slowed down a lot.
"When I recover, I will definitely kill all these volunteers without leaving any prisoners! (When I recover, I will definitely kill all these volunteers without leaving any prisoners!)"
McClain spoke harshly angrily, and even the slightly burnt beard around his mouth began to tremble.
"Da da da da da da da da da..."
At this time, a round of bullets hit the jeep directly, knocking away some of the iron behind the car. Fortunately, it did not hit the tires.
"Damn it, this American is so arrogant. He didn't forget to hold the regiment flag on the car when he ran away."
"What an elite polar bear group, bah! I'm fighting the elite!"
Wu Qianli looked at the very conspicuous polar bear flag flying high in the firelight of the wreckage, and a murderous look suddenly appeared in his eyes.
While he was shooting at the American troops on the road, he led the soldiers of the assault platoon directly towards the key point to break through.
"Ding - the host's current battlefield situation has been detected, and a new sword-showing mission has been triggered - kill the general and capture the flag!"
"Mission requirements: Shoot McClain, the leader of the U.S. Polar Bear Regiment! Capture the flag of the U.S. Polar Bear Regiment! Defeat the main force of the U.S. Polar Bear Regiment!"
"After the mission is successful, you can get a god-level emergency march experience card. After using it, the group speed will be greatly increased, and you can rush to Xiajieyuli Airport in one day!"
When the cold system prompt echoed in Wu Qianli's mind again, Wu Qianli's eyes suddenly lit up and his steps became much faster.
This means that after he destroys the elite main group of the US military, he can still rush to cut off the US military's air retreat. If done correctly, the outcome can be decided in one battle!
Thinking of this, Wu Qianli led the assault platoon soldiers to speed up and kill in the direction of the polar bear regiment flag.
In the dark night, the assault platoon held a Thompson submachine gun and fired wildly. The flickering gun flames were particularly conspicuous.
Countless flying bullets hit the backs of the American soldiers, splashing clouds of blood mist and making a dull sound as bullets penetrated flesh.
Some American soldiers hid in the personnel carriers and fired their guns backwards, trying to hinder Wu Qianli's charge.
However, the bullets they fired turned out to be like bright lights in the darkness, exposing the location of the densely populated U.S. military.
Many soldiers from the assault platoon immediately opened the grenade tabs and smashed them hard at the U.S. troop carrier.
Some of the grenades were deflected, bounced off the iron guardrail of the personnel carrier, rolled to the ground, and exploded near the tires.
Some grenades were thrown directly into the personnel carrier, making a sizzling and smoking sound.
"boom!"
With the sound of an explosion, the American soldiers in the densely packed vehicle cabin had no way to hide. They were instantly blown to pieces and were left dying.
"The tank turned around to stop them, and the other infantry relied on the tank to shoot! (The tank turned around to stop these volunteers! The infantry relied on the tank to shoot!)"
Seeing the gunshots and shouts of kill getting closer and closer, a somewhat panicked McClain quickly issued military orders and organized a counterattack.
At this time, as Wu Qianli and the assault platoon soldiers approached, it was not easy for the artillery platoon's howitzers to use their punches, otherwise it would be easy to accidentally injure friendly forces.
Perhaps feeling that the threat of artillery shells had dissipated, the retreating US tanks turned around and intercepted Wu Qianli's assault.
"Da da da da da da da da da..."
"Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang..."
When U.S. tanks blocked the assault platoon in front of the soldiers, the situation on the battlefield seemed to have quietly changed.
The assault platoon soldiers kept firing submachine gun bullets, hitting the tank's heavy armor and sending sparks flying.
However, other than leaving some grooves, there was no real damage.
"Look how arrogant these volunteers are! Shoot me and kill them! (Look how arrogant these volunteers are! Shoot me and kill them!)"
When the U.S. Sherman tank blocked the rear, McClain breathed a sigh of relief and screamed through gritted teeth.
When he thought that not long ago, his Polar Bear Regiment had more than twenty majestic tanks, but now only four or five tanks were left behind, McClain felt a surge of anger rising in his stomach.
And after chasing McClain along the way, he clearly realized that although this group of volunteers had fierce firepower, they were not many in number.
As long as you rely on one round of counterattack behind the tank, you can annihilate them all.
"boom--"
Accompanied by the muffled sound of a shell being ejected from the chamber, the powerful recoil caused the entire tank to shake backwards, and a shell was fired straight at the assault platoon.
"Lie down!"
Wu Qianli shouted as he pounced on the snow on the right, and the soldiers in the assault platoon also responded quickly.
"boom!"
The moment the shell exploded, the two assault platoon soldiers were thrown directly into the sky. Countless snowflakes were violently blown up and then fell slowly.
"Hmph, are these American devils great just because they have the Iron Bastard?"
Looking at the sacrificed comrades, Wu Wanli felt heartbroken. He immediately threw two anti-tank grenades from his waist, bit open the tabs, and threw them towards the tank in front.
Perhaps because the anti-tank grenade was too heavy, Wu Wanli accidentally threw it crookedly when he threw the first one, and it hit the front armor of the US Sherman tank, only leaving some charred and damaged parts.
However, the second anti-tank grenade hit the track of the US tank. With a bang, the US tank lost its ability to move.
The soldiers of the assault platoon took out anti-tank grenades and threw them at several US tanks in front of them.
The anti-tank grenade, which looked silly, big, black and thick, was playing a huge role at this moment. The tracks that were crushing forward were instantly broken, and the US Sherman tanks had no choice but to lie there helplessly.
"Against the position of the Volunteer Army, overlay shelling! (Against the position of the Volunteer Army, overlay shelling!)"
"Machine gun fire and keep up at the same time! (There is also machine gun fire, keep up!)"
McClain looked at the lying Sherman tanks, but he did not panic at all. Instead, he continued to issue military orders to encircle and suppress them.
After all, he had already taken advantage of the weakness of Wu Qianli and others and the small number of troops. As long as the active strength of the volunteers was slowly consumed, they would not be able to make any waves.
Under McClain's military order, US tanks slowly turned their turrets, their thick black barrels aimed at the position of the assault platoon.
"All comrades in the assault platoon, as a squad unit, fight against the polar bears of the U.S. Army!"
Wu Qianli quickly issued an order broken into parts, and his soldiers immediately executed it, using the cover of night to wrap up in the direction of McClain.
"Boom! Boom!"
The U.S. tanks faced forward, and the covering bombardment kicked up bursts of flying snow, creating blackened gun craters.
But unfortunately, in the darkness of the night, they could only unconsciously fire their guns towards the approximate position of the assault platoon.
The assault platoon soldiers divided into several combat teams were interspersed and outflanked in the direction of the US military flag. Unless there was resistance from the US military in front, they would fire a round of rapid bullets.
By the time the machine guns and artillery shells of US tanks arrived, they were no longer where they were.
McClain looked at the posture of the volunteers and couldn't help snorting. Even the military flag next to the military vehicle was not hidden.
The battle now is nothing more than morale and fighting will. As long as the regimental flag does not fall, and the US Sherman tank blocks the front as a bunker and half a position.
Their numerically superior U.S. troops can drag the battle into a stalemate. When a large number of fleeing U.S. troops gather back in time, it will be time for the Polar Bear Regiment to counterattack.
"Da da da da da da da da da..."
Accompanied by a rapid burst of submachine gun fire, some of the bullets hit the iron sheet of the military vehicle next to McClain, causing McClain to break out in a cold sweat.
He had long planned to take the risk, but he did not expect that the elite level of this group of volunteers was so high, and they would soon be near him.
"Sir, shall we retreat for a while? This position is no longer safe. (Sir, shall we retreat for a while? This position is no longer safe.)"
A US military non-commissioned officer held the bleeding part of his arm where he was shot and gasped for air while carefully suggesting.
"No, you must not withdraw. If you withdraw at this time, it will definitely be a rout! (No, you must not withdraw at this time, if you withdraw at this time, it will definitely be a rout!)"
McClain gritted his teeth and rejected the idea of retreat.
Looking at the gradually gathering U.S. troops retreating, with a little hesitation on their faces, they hid behind the tanks and fired at the volunteers.
It is not difficult to imagine that if they found out that their commander had escaped first, they would definitely not stay and persist.
To be able to climb to the position of leader of the polar bear group, McClain is by no means a coward, and he still has the courage to fight to the death.
In order to boost morale and not expose his position so easily, he simply jumped out of the jeep and rushed to the side of the American soldiers in the front.
When McClain picked up a Garand rifle and fired at the assault platoon soldiers, the morale of the American soldiers finally began to recover a little.
Many assault platoon soldiers who had just arrived nearby were discovered by US soldiers. Countless crossfires pinned them to the spot and could not move.
At this time, some tanks slowly turned the turret and were about to target the assault platoon soldiers who were locked in place.
"Use the enhanced version of the hundred-hit bonus experience card and the enhanced version of the armor-piercing bullet bonus experience card."
Wu Qianli thought silently in his heart, and the bonus immediately acted on him.
Wu Qianli picked up a Thompson submachine gun next to him, added the one in his own hand, put the butts of the two guns against his chest, pointed at the US tank, and pulled the trigger hard.
"Da da da da da da da da da..."
The bullets sprayed out wildly hit the armor of the US tank, but they did not bounce off again, but penetrated quickly.
Before the U.S. tank soldiers inside realized what was happening, several blood holes instantly appeared on their bodies, and blood was pouring out.
"boom!"
A Sherman tank was hit in the fuel tank and exploded together with the shells stored inside. The American troops attached to the tank were instantly devoured by flames and turned into charred corpses.
"What!?"
McClain stared blankly at the exploding tank, his eyes widened in shock. The steel helmet on his head was blown aside by the shock wave, revealing messy yellow hair.
The other American soldiers also froze on the spot, and a huge sense of fear arose.
"kill!"
Wu Qianli roared while turning the muzzle of his gun, spraying bullets wildly. In order to lower the muzzle of the muzzle that was moving upwards, the blue veins of his arms were exposed under the force of his arms.
(End of chapter)
