"Attack! (Attack!)"
Accompanied by the roar of British officer Edward, a Cromwell tank opened at full speed and rushed straight towards the direction of Wu Qianli.
"Bang——"
In an instant, the muzzle flash of the British tank suddenly appeared, and powerful shells were rapidly fired five thousand miles ahead.
"Be careful!"
When Wu Qianli saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted loudly and rushed to the other side.
"boom--"
The shock wave of the shell explosion knocked Wu Qianli to the ground. The snowflakes from the explosion were flying in the sky, carrying shrapnel that could tear flesh and blood at any time and scattered in all directions.
Wu Qianli covered his dizzy head, and there was a sharp tinnitus in his ears. At this moment, the British tanks were getting closer and closer to him.
He endured the nausea and vomiting in his stomach, picked up a Super Bazooka, and ran desperately toward the northeast, reaching the side and front of the tank.
"Oh, this cunning volunteer, stop him quickly, he wants to blow up the tank!"
A British non-commissioned officer following the tank pointed at the location of Wu Qianli and shouted loudly.
Several British soldiers immediately raised their Lee Enfield rifles nervously and aimed at Wu Qianli's position.
"Our company commander is in danger, cover with fire!"
Yu Congrong roared anxiously, raised the Browning heavy machine gun in his hand, and fired at the British soldiers behind the tank.
"Da da da da da da da da da..."
A dozen fire platoon soldiers who were worried about Wu Qianli's safety gritted their teeth and fired bullets at the soldiers behind the British tanks.
"Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang..."
A large number of bullets hit the armor of the Cromwell tank, causing countless sparks, but leaving only a few bullet marks.
However, the bodies of these tanks are relatively short and cannot block all the firepower.
Many bullets still cleverly hit the bodies of the British soldiers, and balls of bright red blood spattered behind the tank body.
Noticing this situation, the Cromwell tank immediately fired its onboard machine gun at the fire platoon soldiers, and the intensive firepower suppressed them from raising their heads.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Qianli had already raised the bazooka, aimed at the British tank, and gritted his teeth to pull the trigger.
"call out--"
The rockets with white exhaust gas penetrated the wind and snow and quickly flew towards the flank armor of the British tank.
"Shit!"
The British tank soldier in the cockpit immediately pulled the joystick, trying to complete the fatal turn, but it was too late.
"boom!"
The Cromwell tank, which was still turning, exploded instantly, and the blazing fire swallowed up several British soldiers behind the tank.
The other British tanks were still charged at high speed. They originally wanted to cut the 7th Intermediate Company into small pieces and disrupt the organization.
But the 7th Interleaving Company had already been divided into several combat teams under Wu Qianli's order, hiding in the darkness.
Moreover, each combat team was equipped with bazookas, anti-tank grenades and other weapons. The British tanks that came through were instead surrounded.
"Catch the flank armor of the British tanks and blast them into pieces of scrap metal!"
Yu Congrong shouted orders while aiming at a Cromwell tank and launching the rocket.
"Boom!"
Violent explosions resounded through the sky. The tracks of a Cromwell tank that was speeding at high speed were abruptly broken, and it could only lie on the spot.
The incapacitated Cromwell tank angrily turned its muzzle and aimed it at Yu Congrong's position.
However, before he had time to fire, two rockets fired from the darkness directly hit the body of the British tank.
"boom!"
Under the violent explosion, the barrel pointed at Yu Congrong was blown into the air, and another steel wreckage burning with blazing fire appeared on the snow.
These are just one or two microcosms on the battlefield. Similar situations are constantly happening on the dark battlefield.
Wu Qianli smiled as he listened to the crisp sound of tanks exploding in his ears.
"These British guys are not as powerful as the Polar Bear Regiment. The skin of the Cromwell tank is so brittle, and they dare to rush into the darkness. They are really looking for death."
Wu Qianli lurked in the darkness to find the opportunity, fired a rocket, and broke the tracks of a tank, and sighed silently in his heart.
In fact, in addition to the British army's thin armor and being trapped in night battles, another reason is that their tanks are too few to form a real torrent of steel.
If two British tank battalions carried out a double-team charge against them, the soldiers of the 7th Interleaved Company could only fall on the snow with hatred.
"Oh my god! Are these volunteers the ghosts of Satan?"
The British officer looked at the exploding tanks one after another, and his heart felt as painful as bleeding.
"Put down flares immediately to reveal all these ghosts!"
"In addition, let the Churchill-type heavy tanks line up in a row and kill them in frontal formation. The Cromwell-type light tanks will go behind them and then counter-encircle them!"
Seeing that his side was at a disadvantage, British officer Edward's blue eyes revealed a hint of worry, and he quickly adjusted his battle strategy.
Round after round of illumination bombs were quickly projected onto the battlefield, and the blazing white light illuminated the entire snowfield as bright as day.
"Kill! Slaughter all these rats hiding in the darkness!"
A British non-commissioned officer followed the Churchill heavy tanks that rushed out of the position, shouting loudly.
The British soldiers hiding behind the Churchill heavy tank also raised their Brown light machine guns and fired at the exposed soldiers of the 7th Interpenetrating Company.
At the same time, the Cromwell tanks, which paid a heavy price, finally passed through the formation of the 7th Interpenetration Company, went around their rear, and turned to plan a counterattack.
"Company Commander, it seems like we are about to be made dumplings by the British!"
Mei Sheng had just fired a shot and looked at the soldiers of the 7th Intersection Company who were all exposed, with a trace of solemnity on his face.
"Don't panic. Don't worry about the British tanks behind you. They are all hidden and use all your strength to deal with the heavy tanks in front."
Wu Qianli tightened his grip on the cold Thompson submachine gun in his hand and gave the order with firm eyes.
"You don't need to worry about the British tanks in the back?"
When Wu Wanli heard this order, he was slightly stunned for half a second, but out of his absolute trust in Wu Qianli, he decided to execute it.
The soldiers of the 7th Interleaved Company obeyed the order and changed the direction of the main attack one by one, which angered the British tank soldiers in the rear.
What does this mean? You don’t regard a light tank as a tank, do you? It was annoying after being hit by a round of rockets, and now it is provoked.
The angry British tank thought so and couldn't help but speed up, killing the seventh man from behind.
"Comrades, give me a hard blow! Don't betray the company commander's trust in us."
Lei Gong gave a thumbs up and adjusted it himself. A heavy mortar fired at Zhu Yuan and shouted loudly.
"put!"
Following the order, the soldiers of the artillery platoon stuffed armor-piercing bullets into the muzzles one after another, and aimed their shots at the tank behind the seventh penetration company.
"Bang——"
As a burst of white smoke dispersed, the mortar firing pin made a crisp sound.
The soldiers of the artillery platoon did not observe the impact point of the artillery shells, but slightly adjusted the muzzle and continued to stuff the mortar shells into it.
The light of the illumination bombs exposed the position of the seventh penetration company and also facilitated the bombing of the artillery platoon.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Countless mortar armor-piercing shells fell beside the Cromwell tank.
The driver inside the armored package just felt a shaking around him and the temperature rose rapidly.
"Shit!"
A tank driver felt the out-of-control tank, with a little panic in his eyes.
"Bang!"
An armor-piercing shell fired by a mortar fell and hit the top cover of the tank.
In an instant, a cloud of fire rose up, and the British soldiers inside were blown away along with some tank parts.
After one round of bombing, before the British tank soldiers who had the chance to escape could breathe a sigh of relief, another round of mortar shells followed.
Unlike the previous Pershing tanks of the Polar Bear Regiment, the Cromwell tanks had thinner armor and were more easily destroyed by armor-piercing rounds.
Under the successive bombings, all the originally murderous Cromwell tanks were blown up and turned into flaming steel wreckage.
"Fuck you!"
The British officer Edward slowly put down his telescope and cursed through gritted teeth, even his body was shaking slightly due to excessive anger.
But he still suppressed his anger calmly. After all, all the troops in his hands had been dispatched, and he could only hope that the Churchill-style heavy tanks could block the front of the seventh intersecting company.
"His grandma's, isn't it just that the skin is a little thicker? What's so great about it? Let me fry it!"
Yu Congrong picked up the bazooka and shot it towards the nearest British tank.
At the same time, several fire platoon soldiers also focused on the nearest British tank and pulled the trigger of the bazooka.
"call out--"
"call out--"
Several white-smoking rockets flew out and hit the front armor of the British tank.
"Pong——"
However, the fired rockets could not penetrate the armor of the Churchill tank and had to be forcibly ejected to the side.
Feeling that they were being targeted, the British tank was a little angry. It quickly turned its thick muzzle and fired a shot at the fire platoon soldiers in the dense area.
"Bang!"
The powerful recoil caused the Churchill heavy tank to shake backwards, and a heavy shell flew out of the barrel and flew towards the fire platoon soldiers.
"boom!"
The violent explosion suddenly resounded through the sky, and Wu Qianli who was nearby felt the ground shaking.
The location where the shell hit left a large, charred crater, and the remains of the fire platoon soldiers who were originally there were completely wiped out.
"If you have a Garand rifle, load it up with a grenade launcher and shoot out the smoke grenades!"
"As soon as the smoke dissipates, immediately penetrate from both sides and attack their flanks!"
Wu Qianli looked at the sacrificed soldiers with heart-wrenching heart, knowing that he could not confront them head-on, and immediately issued corresponding orders.
"yes!"
Everyone in the seventh interleaved company responded one after another. The reconnaissance platoon, which had the most Garand rifles, took the lead in launching the smoke grenades.
"boom--"
After the smoke bomb was fired, Pinghe took advantage of the last second before the smoke spread and shot a bullet into the head of a British non-commissioned officer, causing a cloud of blood.
Clouds of smoke spread across the battlefield, and the flares that illuminated the snow as bright as day also lost their effectiveness.
The British heavy tanks and machine guns paused blankly for a few seconds, and then they could only pour firepower on the smoke-filled front.
But such a blind attack would not cause much damage after all. The soldiers of the 7th Interleaving Company circled around the two wings of the British army at extremely fast speeds.
Bazooka rockets and a large number of heavy machine gun bullets were fired from both sides, posing a great threat to the British army.
The British machine gunners aimed all their Brown light machine guns at the smoke on both sides, and the tanks also turned their muzzles, hoping to suppress the counterattack of the 7th Interpenetrating Company.
However, at this time, Wu Qianli took the opportunity to lead Yu Congrong and a dozen soldiers directly through the smoke from the front.
"His grandma, company commander, fighting with you is really exciting. If I were a British guy, I would never have imagined that someone would quietly come and kill from the front."
Yu Congrong looked at the British troops who were completely attracted by the two wings, and admired Wu Qianli's decisiveness and courage in his heart.
"If there is a choice, I don't want to be so excited. When we have our own tank cluster, we won't have to work so hard."
Wu Qianli whispered, feeling sad in his heart.
But back then, the martyrs relied on their flesh and blood to drive the arrogant U.S. troops into the sea. There was nothing he couldn't do.
Thinking of this, Wu Qianli accelerated his charge and quickly reached the British tank.
"What?"
The British soldiers at the observation window of the tank were so frightened that they froze when they saw the silhouette of the volunteers suddenly emerging from the smoke.
"die!"
Wu Qianli didn't give the British army a chance to react, and sent the tank soldier to see God with a single shot.
Other soldiers of the 7th Intersection Company also fired bullets at the observation windows of other tanks, and pulled out grenades and threw them towards the back of the British tanks.
Several British soldiers were holding Lee Enfield rifles and were concentrating on shooting at the soldiers of the 7th Interpenetrating Company on both sides.
It wasn't until these small black dots emitting white smoke landed at their feet that they widened their eyes, suddenly woke up and wanted to escape, but it was already too late.
"Boom! Boom!"
The grenades that were thrown exploded one after another. The scorching heat generated by the explosion melted some snow instantly, and white smoke rose from the battlefield.
The unsuspecting British soldiers were killed by fragments of anti-tank grenades, and pools of blood mixed with broken limbs flew around.
Taking advantage of this moment, Wu Qianli gritted his teeth and climbed directly onto the body of the British tank.
"It's not easy to encounter the British troops. It doesn't make sense not to give them some gifts."
Wu Qianli said, forcefully opening the hood above the tank, throwing two pineapple-style grenades in, and then tightly covering the hood.
"Fuck you!"
The gunner who was adjusting the muzzle saw the white smoke grenade being thrown in and quickly wanted to escape, but he couldn't lift the hood.
"Bang——"
With a dull explosion, the firelight suddenly appeared from the tank's observation window, and the British tank soldiers inside were directly cut into blood clots by the fragments.
At the same time, Yu Congrong and other soldiers followed suit, and several British heavy tanks lost their combat effectiveness.
Mei Sheng and Wu Wanli on both sides also led some people to go behind the British tanks, blew up the remaining Churchill tanks, and cooperated with Wu Qianli and others to annihilate all the British troops.
Looking at the corpses of British soldiers on the ground, Wu Qianli gasped for air and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his frozen hard sleeves.
"Brother, our seventh interleaved company seems to have another honor."
Wu Wanli picked up the British flag on the battlefield and said to Wu Qianli with a little excitement.
"Company commander, take this opportunity to rush in quickly, otherwise the American devils will definitely send reinforcements to block us."
Mei Sheng glanced at the British flag in Wu Wanli's hand, and he was a little happy, but at the same time Wu Qianli, who was a little worried, suggested.
"You're right, we must work together to kill them with lightning and thunder, creating the greatest chaos for them!"
Wu Qianli nodded slightly, looking at the looming airport runway and US military planes in the distance, the fire of fighting was burning in his heart again.
"The entire army obeyed the order and rushed to the inside of the US military airport, blowing up all their planes!"
(End of chapter)
