On the snow, several U.S. Sherman tanks were enveloping the front of the Longshui Cave artillery position as quickly as possible.
The radio carried on the tank was sending out urging messages again and again, indicating that the battle situation on the front line was on the verge of collapse.
"It's his grandma's fault. These American devils are already in a hurry. It seems that Battalion Commander Yang is putting a lot of pressure from the front."
Not far from the road where the US tanks must pass, Lei Gong, who was lying in ambush, smiled slightly and slowly put down the telescope in his hand.
In the distance, the gun barrel of the American Sherman tank was vaguely visible. Lei Gong quickly waved his hand to signal the artillerymen below to prepare for bombing.
"Give me the aiming point, and try to destroy all the American tanks in two rounds of bombardment."
Lei Gong gently touched the cold barrel of the heavy cannon, looked at the US tanks in the distance, and said fiercely.
"yes!"
The artillerymen below responded quickly, pried open the wooden box where the shells were stored, gritted their teeth, and stuffed the heavy shells into the barrel.
On the other side, the US tanks galloping at full speed on the snow did not notice the danger at all, and each one of them pulled the joystick with bitterness and hatred.
"Shit! Isn't our frontal defense line called a saturation strike? How come those half-fortress positions can no longer hold up so quickly?"
The commander of the US tank company listened to the urging on the radio and became more and more anxious, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
Originally they could have taken a safer road, but now in order to quickly reinforce, they could only take the nearest road.
"Hmph, what a semi-fortress, I think they are just paper positions."
"But it doesn't matter, these volunteers will soon die under our thick gun barrels and the steel tracks of the tanks."
A US tank soldier cleared his throat and said slightly angrily.
Even if the friendly forces are pulling their backs, they can only complain a few words in private, and the more intense anger can only be poured out by blowing the volunteers into pieces.
"Don't underestimate the enemy. Wasn't the tank power of the Polar Bear Regiment severely torn apart by the volunteers before?"
The tank company commander sighed secretly as he spoke.
Although everything was calm in front of him, he always had a bad feeling in his heart.
While the American troops were chatting on the radio, their tanks also entered the range of the artillery.
Despite this, Lei Gong, who was holding the telescope, was extremely calm and didn't say a word.
The current US military tanks have not yet fully entered the range of artillery fire. If they are impatient, they are likely to let a few tanks go.
Don't underestimate the few tanks released. It is very likely that the artillery battalion facing the pressure will be wiped out, so Lei Gong has to be careful.
"Turn three densities to the left of No. 1 gun position and aim at the 11 o'clock direction."
"Turn the No. 2 gun position two densities to the right and extend the bombing area."
"The No. 3 gun position remains largely unchanged and can be fine-tuned..."
As the US tanks got closer and closer, Lei Gong also carefully adjusted the aiming range of the cannon, hoping to achieve maximum bombing.
At this moment, the artillery platoon is like a white wolf lurking in the snow, ready to lay down at any time and kill its prey with one blow.
Time flew by quickly, and Lei Gong was able to vaguely see the five-pointed star under the barrel of the US tank through the drifting snow. It was obvious that the time had come.
"fire!"
Lei Gong's eyes widened instantly, his right hand made a knife shape, and he slashed hard, roaring at the top of his lungs.
"Bang——"
Accompanied by the muffled sound of artillery shells shooting out of the steel barrel, the artillery on the position fired together, and large and small artillery shells quickly fired at the US tanks on the snow.
"call out--"
"call out--"
Countless shells tore through the wind and snow, hitting the armor of the US tank with a rapid sound of breaking through the air.
"Fuck you! We are ambushed, move quickly!"
The commander of the US tank company could hear the movement in the sky through the thick armor. He couldn't help but roar nervously, and pulled the joystick to break out toward the flank.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Before the US tanks could move, brilliant explosion sparks bloomed on the snow.
Several Sherman tanks were directly hit, and the entire tank exploded together with the shells inside.
The huge explosion resounded through the sky, and even the soldiers running in the distance felt a ringing in their ears.
This was not over yet. After the first round of bombardment, the skilled platoon soldiers quickly stuffed the heavy shells into the barrel and launched the second round of bombing.
Amid the explosive salvo of artillery shells, only three American tanks survived.
"Shit!"
The shock wave of the explosion just now shook the surviving Sherman tanks. As a result, the commander of the US tank company suffered a head collision and bleeding, and cursed loudly.
"Those who are still alive should immediately change direction and rush towards the hateful Volunteer Army artillery position, otherwise we will have no chance of survival!"
The commander of the U.S. tank company shouted loudly into the radio while driving the tank crazily towards Thunder God's artillery position.
As an experienced U.S. military veteran company commander, he could tell what caliber cannons were in Lei Gong's artillery position.
According to the effective range of these artillery pieces, if they turned around now, they would be blown to pieces by the extended firepower.
As a result, the crazy US tanks launched a desperate charge towards Lei Gong's artillery position.
They understood that they were gambling with their lives. If they lost the bet, they would be turned into scrap metal and burned in fire. If they won the bet, all the artillery licenses would be destroyed and the artillery would be destroyed. Their American troops would turn defeat into victory.
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect there to be such a courageous person among the American devils. I respect him."
"But there is no other way. I can only fulfill his heroic dream on the battlefield."
As Lei Gong spoke, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and waved his right hand fiercely.
On the artillery position, small-caliber mortars quickly sent shells into the air and crashed them down quickly.
Most of the shells bounced off the armor of the American Sherman tanks, but one or two still hit the side of the American tanks and shattered their tracks.
In an instant, two fast-moving US tanks lay on the ground, one of them emitting thick black smoke.
However, the Sherman tank driven by the commander of the US tank company had rushed not far from the artillery position and was firing wildly with the machine gun it carried.
"Bang!"
The large-caliber artillery that completed the adjustment instantly fired the shells in the pond flatly, hitting the speeding Sherman tank.
"boom!"
Accompanied by the crisp sound of armor exploding, the majestic US tank had now turned into a flaming steel wreckage.
Due to the close distance, the shock wave of the shell explosion knocked several soldiers in the front row to the ground.
Following another round of saturated artillery bombardment, the only two remaining US tanks turned into a pile of flaming scrap metal.
With the complete annihilation of the US armored force, the balance of victory seemed to slowly tip to Wu Qianli's side.
However, Lei Gong did not get carried away at all. Instead, he urged the artillery platoon soldiers to move the artillery positions and cooperate with the artillery battalion's strenuous frontal attack.
At the same time, Wu Qianli, leading the 7th Interpenetrating Company, was also attacking the US flank positions.
Although the U.S. military was weak, Wu Qianli did not attack directly, but chose to infiltrate quietly.
"Isn't it just a barbed wire fence? Form a human ladder and climb over it quickly. Don't alert the American devils."
When Wu Qianli led his men to the outer barbed wire fence, he immediately made a gesture to signal everyone to speed up their action.
The soldiers of the 7th interleaved company nodded and formed a human ladder with a tacit understanding. They climbed in one by one, and the bells on the barbed wire were not touched at all.
The small number of U.S. troops stationed inside were currently leaning half against the machine gun positions made of sandbags.
They were enjoying the heat while guessing when the battle would end.
In fact, this is not the first time that these American troops have been attacked by volunteers, but every battle ends with them winning.
In the eyes of these US troops, as long as the armored forces they are proud of are dispatched, all these volunteers will soon be annihilated. At most, it is just a matter of time.
Just when the US military was relaxing, Wu Qianli immediately made several combat gestures to his soldiers from the 7th Interleaved Company.
The soldiers of the 7th Interleaving Company each formed into several teams and fought towards their targets.
Wu Qianli touched the front of a US military position, but he did not take action immediately. Instead, he looked at the slightly broken watch in his hand and counted down secretly.
In order to cause huge damage to the unprepared US military at the first opportunity, they planned to attack simultaneously one minute later.
Time passed by minute by second until the soldiers of the seventh interleaved company arrived at their predetermined positions.
Only then did Wu Qianli pull the tab of a grenade and smash it towards the US military position.
"boom--"
The grenade was very dramatic. It hit a U.S. military helmet, bounced upward, and jumped in front of the American soldiers who were sitting and chatting.
"what?"
The American soldiers looked at the white smoke grenades, their eyes widened, and their hearts were filled with fear.
"boom!"
Before they could react, the grenade exploded immediately.
The shrapnel kicked up directly blew their heads apart. The instant death of the US military was a relief.
American soldiers in other positions suffered a similar fate.
When some of them saw the bomb thrown in, they were stunned for a second and immediately picked it up and wanted to throw it out, but the grenade exploded in their hands.
Some U.S. soldiers immediately tried to climb out of their positions, but were cut into their necks by soldiers from the area intervening company who had already ambushed them. They then died with hatred while holding their bleeding arteries.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
With the serial explosion of anti-infantry grenades, a large number of US troops were killed on the position inexplicably.
A small number of surviving American soldiers wanted to grab their guns and stand up to fight back, but they were directly shot to death by the muzzles of the machine guns that came in.
"Da da da da da da da da da..."
Wu Qianli carried a Thompson submachine gun very wildly and poured out firepower crazily.
He had just suddenly killed an American soldier in a position, and then immediately turned his gun and shot several times at the American soldier who was lucky enough to crawl out.
The American soldier not far away immediately fell to the snow, clutching the bloody hole in his chest.
The U.S. soldiers who were in a relatively retreating position heard the movement and picked up their machine guns, hoping to suppress the attack of the 7th Interpenetrating Company with firepower.
But they soon discovered in despair that these volunteer soldiers did not directly suppress the charge according to the routine.
All the soldiers mixed with the US military, and they fought in a melee in the dark night.
Sometimes the U.S. military has just built a rear line of defense and wants to snipe with confidence, but suddenly finds that several volunteers behind it are shooting a rocket at you.
Sometimes U.S. soldiers rushed forward and fought hand-to-hand with the volunteers, thinking that there was going to be a showdown between real men.
At this time, Wu Qianli and others did not have martial ethics, so they pulled out their Colt pistols and fired several shots at the U.S. soldiers in close combat, killing the U.S. soldiers on the spot.
There were also American soldiers hiding in a remote part of the position, trying to sneak back to the headquarters to escape. I was already halfway there, when suddenly two grenades were thrown into their mid-air and exploded instantly.
Wu Wanli's hand grenade air blast technology is becoming more and more sophisticated, and it is almost comparable to the bombing power of mortars.
All the soldiers of the 7th Interleaved Company were like cold killing machines, killing the American soldiers they saw.
For the US military, they were chatting when suddenly their companions were blown into two pieces.
These demon-like soldiers of the 7th Interspersed Company did not even think about clearing out all the American dramas, so they headed towards the front.
Some American soldiers had just come to their senses and wanted to fight back, only to find that they were surrounded by volunteer soldiers in front and behind them.
In fact, the clues to this scene can be seen in the blitzkrieg on the European battlefield. The steel torrent of German tanks drove unstoppably into the core area of the enemy country.
But for the US military, they have always been responsible for crushing the opponent. They have never been attacked by such a surprise attack.
As a result, in the melee, a large number of American soldiers were tired of resisting, and they really felt as if they could no longer fight. The originally orderly battle became extremely chaotic.
But in fact, the so-called chaos is only felt by the US military.
Several combat teams of the 7th interleaving company clearly went in the corresponding direction without any confusion.
This kind of rapid interspersed annihilation battle in the dark places very strong demands on the discipline and execution of the combat troops.
If the seventh interleaving company were replaced by another unit, maybe everyone would be in chaos during the fight, and friendly troops might even be injured.
"Da da da da da da da da da..."
With the last bursts of machine gun roar, the remaining US soldiers were completely wiped out, and the US flank positions were declared to have fallen.
"Company Commander, it didn't take three minutes, it only took more than two minutes. We killed these American devils."
Yu Congrong wiped the blood on his face with his frozen sleeves and said proudly.
"Very good. Each combat team returns to its overall formation. The whole army twists into an iron fist and immediately attacks the innermost part of the US military!"
"You must move quickly! We must not let the American devils blow up all those cannons!"
Wu Qianli didn't even take a glance at the position full of American corpses, and quickly led his people to kill the innermost.
I got A-level, brothers, I can’t code anymore.
(End of chapter)
