A troop carrier loaded with soldiers from the 7th Interpenetration Company was driving quickly on the road.
A few hours later, they were not far from the Longshui Cave artillery position.
"Stop! The whole company listens to the order and immediately changes into our own military uniforms. We are going to fight a big battle with our friendly forces."
Wu Qianli said loudly while taking off the American M3 helmet on his head.
After hearing the order, Mei Sheng in the personnel carrier stepped on the brakes like a reflex, crushing several small snowdrifts in front of him.
Along with the bumps and shakes of the vehicle, the tires of the personnel carrier rubbed against the road, making a "squeaking" sound, and the vehicle stopped quickly.
"His grandma's, we can finally put on our own military uniforms. Wearing the skins of American soldiers always feels a bit awkward."
As Yu Congrong spoke, he happily threw away the helmet, took off his US military uniform, and carefully took out the folded khaki military uniform.
There was a military cap placed on the square military uniform, and the five-pointed star on it flashed a little red in the weak sunlight.
Wu Qianli couldn't help but smile when he saw the excitement of the soldiers from the 7th Interleaving Company around him.
When he was sorting out the wrinkles on the volunteers' uniforms, the other soldiers of the 7th Crossing Company were already dressed and waiting for orders.
"Company Commander, the area ahead is where a large number of US military patrol teams appear. If we continue to ride in the troop carrier, we may run into a lot of trouble."
"Why don't we abandon the car and move forward? The distance is not too far anyway. There is enough time for us to ensure the safety and concealment of our march."
Mei Sheng held up the brim of his military cap under the five-pointed star and advised Wu Qianli seriously.
Hearing this, Wu Qianli nodded in agreement. He had already had this idea.
Now the seventh interleaving company is asked to change into volunteer uniforms to facilitate the identification of ourselves and the enemy. Otherwise, it will be embarrassing for friendly forces to misunderstand and fire.
"Come on, Guawazi, take all these shells down."
"After we conquer Longshui Cave, we can seize a large number of American artillery pieces and artillery shells. Our artillery platoon will not have too many."
While Lei Gong directed Wu Wanli to step forward, he also shouldered half a box of mortar shells.
"Thunder Lord, the American tiger is still on the mountain, and you are just thinking about how to divide the tiger's butt, hahahaha..."
Yu Congrong was carrying a Browning heavy machine gun and joked with a smile.
After everyone listened, they smiled and looked at Wu Qianli with a little gratitude.
If it were in the past, most of the items captured by the 7th Interleaving Company would have to be handed over to the 9th Corps for unified deployment, and at most they would only be able to drink some soup.
It wasn't until Wu Qianli applied to Shisi to obtain sufficient supplies for the seventh interleaved company that they received special approval from their boss and gained the privilege of handling weapons and ammunition by themselves.
Otherwise, the seventh interleaved company would not be able to win battles every day and have meat every meal.
"Why are you all staring at me? I didn't have any trouble on my face. I immediately picked up my weapon and moved to the snow to the side to do my concealment work."
Wu Qianli, who was being stared at, smiled back, but soon his face became serious again. He looked into the distance with a serious face and gave orders slightly anxiously.
He saw a force approaching them on the small combat map, and it had at least one battalion.
If they had fought before, they would have fought, but now that they are on a mission, the completion of strategic goals is obviously more important than greed for this little military success.
"Didn't you hear what our company commander said? Hurry up and don't wait like a bitch."
Yu Congrong listened to Wu Qianli's order and immediately got busy.
Although he cursed quickly, his hands and feet did not stop, helping his comrades to move together, and even did more.
Before leaving, Lei Gong threw a few artillery shells into the cabin of the personnel carrier. The fuses connected the shells to the cabin guardrail. If he was not careful, it would cause an explosion.
Soon, the 7th Intermediate Company completed its concealment. Everyone wore white cloaks and lurked in the snow beside the road.
"Rumble..."
Soon after, the roar of car motors came from the distance, and it sounded like there were more than one or two.
However, when the 7th Interleaving Company stared at the distance of the road with great vigilance, it discovered that friendly troops were passing by.
"Company Commander, this group of friendly forces seems to be cooperating with us to attack the artillery battalion of the Longshui Cave artillery position."
Mei Sheng looked at the cannons being towed by cars in the distance and whispered to Wu Qianli.
"Everyone clears cover and welcomes our friendly forces."
Wu Qianli observed for a while, and after confirming that it was a friendly army, he breathed a sigh of relief, patted the snow particles on his shoulders, and led the soldiers to meet them.
Battalion Commander Yang, who was smoking a cigarette while standing on the personnel carrier, was frightened when he saw a troop suddenly emerging from the snow.
The art of concealment and ambush by this unit can be regarded as extremely proficient. If it were an ambush by the US military, the artillery battalion would have suffered heavy losses.
The artillery battalion soldiers on the personnel carrier also raised their guns vigilantly. They didn't put down their guns until they saw the familiar khaki military uniforms and uniformly yellow skin.
"Captain Yang, he has so many cannons, he is very majestic."
Wu Qianli looked at Battalion Commander Yang's slightly familiar face and greeted him with a smile.
The seventh interleaving company was directly under Shiji, and it was a brother unit of the same offensive regiment as this artillery battalion, but the previous artillery battalion was much shabbier than now.
"Aren't they all sent by the American devils? Are you sincerely trying to push me? Your reputation of five thousand miles is almost like a storyteller in our Ninth Corps."
"Who among the Volunteer Army today doesn't know how to run thousands of miles to attack the command post, kill generals and seize the flag of polar bears?"
After Battalion Commander Yang said this, he squeezed Wu Qianli's hand and punched Wu Qianli's shoulder, laughing loudly with admiration in his eyes.
"What's so great is that I'm just lucky."
"The American commander is also stupid. He was actually caught by them like this."
At this time, Li Gou Sheng, who was standing not far behind Battalion Commander Yang, muttered softly, and his voice happened to be heard by Yu Congrong.
"What are you talking about there? If you have the guts, stand up and say it."
Yu Congrong also had a bad temper. Seeing that the seventh interleaved company's hard-fought record was being questioned, he couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and yelled with a hint of anger.
Upon seeing this, Mei Sheng was afraid that Yu Conrong would be impulsive, so he quickly stepped forward and took Yu Conrong's arm, but did not say a lesson.
After all, he was also a member of the 7th Interspersed Company, and he must have been unhappy with others insulting their record, but he was just more restrained.
"Gou Sheng, restrain your little thoughts and don't get chased back by others and then do some small work and then start wagging your tail again."
When Camp Commander Yang saw this, he hurriedly scolded him. Only then did Li Gou Sheng give up. He turned his head away unconvinced and stopped talking.
Ever since he was kicked out of the unit by Wu Qianli when he was a thorn in the side of the 7th Interpenetrating Company when it first expanded, he has always remembered this humiliation and held a grudge.
Later, when the U.S. Army retreated, he led his soldiers to kill many of the U.S. Army's retreating troops, and then he was transferred to the artillery battalion as the company commander. Naturally, he was unhappy with Wu Qianli and others now.
Seeing this, Wu Qianli smiled inwardly. He didn't take such a clown seriously at all. Instead, he chatted with Battalion Commander Yang in a lively manner.
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
At this time, the roar of an airplane came, and Wu Qianli stood up instantly, grabbed the gun, and looked into the distant sky.
"The American plane is approaching, everyone takes cover immediately."
Wu Qianli shouted loudly as he threw himself on the snow next to the anti-aircraft cannon, his eyes fixed on the small black dot approaching quickly in the sky.
"It's the American Saber fighter. It's different from the previous propeller-powered Mustang fighters. It's extremely fast, so comrades should be careful."
When Wu Qianli roughly saw the general appearance of the US military aircraft, he immediately frowned.
The Saber fighter, also known as the "F-8 fighter", is a swept-wing single-seat fighter and the first-generation jet fighter of the US military.
It adopts an all-metal fuselage, swept wings, and retractable landing gear.
The nose is also equipped with 6 12.7 mm caliber machine guns, and 16 127 mm rockets can be hung under the wings or 2 aerial bombs can be carried.
"These American devils are so damn annoying. If they can't defeat them on the ground, why don't they just mobilize a large number of fighter planes to bully us because we don't have many fighter planes of our own?"
Battalion Commander Yang also gritted his teeth and cursed, and slowly crawled towards another anti-aircraft cannon.
Obviously, the US military's air force operations have been much more frequent in the past few days than in the past. Basically, it is a state of refueling after landing and taking off immediately.
The soldiers of the artillery battalion lay on the snow, watching the US military fighter planes circled for a few times before diving downwards, and couldn't help but feel a little thump in their hearts.
"Man, we seem to have discovered the Volunteer Army's artillery camp. The specific situation is unknown. Let's just scan a few shuttles first and then talk about it."
Thomas, a US military pilot, looked at the exposed cannon barrel below and said with a smile over the radio.
"Oh, I saw it. Damn it, these cannons don't belong to us."
"What do those army soldiers do for food? It's just delivered to these volunteers."
Another US military pilot, Rafael, said angrily, turned the fuselage downwards, and dived away quickly.
"Da da da da da da da da da..."
"Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang..."
The heavy machine gun mounted on the nose sprayed countless bullets, but they hit the iron sheet of the personnel carrier or cannon, leaving only a few bullet marks.
The soldiers of the 7th Intersection Company and the Artillery Battalion had long been hiding under the bunkers, and no one was killed or injured.
At this time, Wu Qianli and Battalion Commander Yang quietly climbed up to the anti-aircraft cannon position without saying a word.
They looked at the fighter jets in the sky, with murderous intent in their eyes.
"All these scared rats are hiding, huh."
After the US military pilot Thomas finished sweeping a bunch of bullets, he pulled the control stick and flew up, and said sarcastically.
"It doesn't matter, Thomas, we just use bombs to turn them into ashes along with these cannons."
After Raphael pulled up, he turned the nose of the aircraft and dived down again.
The Saber fighter jet is very fast and dives very boldly towards the lowest point.
The US military pilots have long been accustomed to the volunteers being passively beaten, so they want to massacre them unscrupulously.
"Oh my God, the explosion of the shells later must be the most beautiful melody in the world."
Raphael smiled and looked at the cannon below, ready to drop the mounted bomb.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."
However, at this time, the roar of anti-aircraft guns suddenly sounded, and countless shells exploded like fireworks near the US fighter jets.
"Fuck you!"
Raphael cursed loudly and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
He gritted his teeth and pulled the joystick to the limit, and quickly made several difficult maneuvers. Then he barely escaped the bombardment and rushed out towards the only gap surrounded by bombs.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Wu Qianli, who had been observing for a long time, took action decisively. The shells from the anti-aircraft gun exploded just in front of him, blocking his only way to survive.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The anti-aircraft shells fired by Wu Qianli were so accurate that they just exploded the fuel tanks of the US military aircraft.
The entire fighter plane immediately exploded in a series of explosions, and Raphael, who was still arrogant just now, was suddenly swallowed up by a sea of fire.
"boom--"
A flaming airplane part fell from the sky and hit right next to Li Gou Sheng.
Hot sparks splashed on his hands, causing him to cover his hands in pain and curse Wu Qianli Gong for revenge.
However, Wu Qianli had no time at all. He paid attention to other things. After blowing up a fighter plane, he immediately turned his anti-aircraft guns and planned to target another US fighter plane.
"Company commander, altitude 3200, distance 4000, turn left 5 mi!"
At this moment, Lei Gong saw the anti-aircraft guns unleashing their power, so he left the bunker, ran to a place with a clear view, and loudly announced his position to Wu Qianli.
"good!"
Wu Qianli naturally trusted the comrades in his company, and immediately turned the muzzle of the gun and fired at the location mentioned by Lei Gong.
"Shit! Didn't you say that the volunteers are just rats who can only hide and be slaughtered by others?"
U.S. military pilot Thomas pulled the super-heavy lever, piloted the fighter jet several turns, and performed difficult evasive maneuvers, and then barely managed to avoid being hit.
However, he didn't feel proud at all, and he didn't even dare to wipe away the layers of sweat that appeared on his forehead.
Thomas, who had shot down several Zero fighters, relied on his superb flying skills to barely escape the crossfire of two anti-aircraft cannons.
And when surrounded by a machine gun bomb explosion, he gritted his teeth and took a gamble, diagonally passing through the right front position at top speed.
A cannon shell blew out some fragments of the wing on his right side, and a fragment with impact was deeply embedded in the nose of the aircraft.
"This American devil is so bold. He is an old ace pilot."
Wu Qianli couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he saw that the strangulation that was supposed to be perfect just now was actually penetrated by a US military fighter plane.
Soon, the Saber fighter jet with black smoke coming out of the nose quickly rose to an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the anti-aircraft gun could no longer reach it.
Thomas clung to the control feeling, and when he saw the plane's fuselage shook a few times and stabilized, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had walked away from the gate of hell.
"Call the leader, call the leader, we have discovered the artillery unit of the Volunteer Army!"
"They had at least two anti-aircraft guns, and the gunners were very accurate. Unfortunately, Rafael died."
While Thomas was reporting the situation on the radio, he was still frightened when he recalled just now.
"What? Report the location coordinates of the volunteers immediately, and we will send the bomber squadron to bomb."
"Received, the coordinates of the Volunteer Army are (253, 167). In addition, I request to return immediately."
Thomas wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and whispered.
"Received, request approved, you can land on your own on runway three of the base."
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