"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Nearly ten thousand American elites roared loudly and climbed up the mountain with murderous intent.
The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the bright steel helmets, and the countless reflected golden lights swayed and flickered, demonstrating the huge strength advantage of the US military.
Commander Nicholas, who was in charge of the southern attack command, smiled confidently, as if he had seen the glorious moment when the US military climbed to the top of the mountain.
"Sir, with the strength of our troops, we can completely capture the volunteers' southern position in one fell swoop."
"Then why did Chief Alexander agree to let us feign an attack? Wouldn't that slow down the attack?"
An adjutant who was deeply trusted by Nicholas hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously.
"Hahaha, Ruel, you are a pure soldier. Unfortunately, most pure soldiers will die on the battlefield."
"The essence of war is never to fight for the sake of fighting. Politicians like to say that it is a continuation of politics, but in fact, it is a choice of interests."
Captain Nicholas looked at the adjutant, smiled slightly, and said cryptically.
Although there was no objection at the meeting, Alexander had already distributed the benefits in private.
In order to cover up the scandal, Alexander chose this offensive method.
Essentially, the reinforcements have to pay minimal casualties, but then they can get the credit for being reported as the main attack.
And his Alexander's surprise attack, reflected in the battle report, only disrupted the morale of the volunteers and created chaos.
"This...I understand, sir."
Ruhl, the US military adjutant, thought for a while and nodded with some enlightenment.
"Let the soldiers search everywhere and make sure there are no volunteers below the mountainside!"
Nicholas regained his serious expression and gave the order rather sternly.
After all, according to their understanding, only the seventh interleaved company could achieve such a record.
Facing such a fierce enemy, the first thing they have to ensure is their own safety. After all, the killed Major General Barr is a precedent.
"yes!"
U.S. Army Adjutant Ruhr responded loudly and quickly ran out to convey the order through the radio.
After the order was issued, the U.S. soldiers were divided into small teams and searched for any hiding place.
Under the previous indiscriminate bombing, most of Xiaogaoling had turned into black scorched earth.
Facing snowy caves or dead trees and boulders where they might be hiding, the U.S. military directly fired several rockets to remove obstacles in the safest way.
Within a few hours, the entire area below the mountainside was cleared by the US military, and nearly 10,000 elite US troops gathered in a snow-covered valley.
"Sir, the task of suppressing the enemy has been completed. The soldiers are ready to attack. Do you want to launch an attack immediately?"
Ruhl, the US military adjutant, looked at the position on the top of the mountain and asked firmly.
"Give the order, build defense lines and artillery positions on the spot, and quickly repair simple trenches and secret passages."
"In three hours, we launch the attack!"
Nicholas rolled his blue eyes very calmly and said cautiously.
"This is!"
When the US military adjutant Ruhr heard this, he was slightly stunned at first. After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly understood and responded, full of admiration in his heart.
Nicholas' seemingly procrastinating actions actually maximized the U.S. military's strength and firepower advantages.
After clearing out the volunteers below, a defense line was built halfway up the mountain, which was like a sharply tightened iron cage, greatly squeezing the activity space of the 7th Interpenetrating Company.
Moreover, with these trenches and secret passages, even if the leading troops of the US military collapse, they can still maintain their defensive line in the middle of the mountain and will not be driven down the mountain by the volunteers.
As for the artillery positions, that was all thanks to the risky assault five thousand miles ago.
Since the long-range large-caliber howitzers were destroyed, the US military reinforcements only brought medium and short-range mortars and infantry artillery.
Therefore, when the range was insufficient, Nicholas adopted this method to make up for the lack of artillery support.
Not far away at this moment, Yu Congrong, who was investigating, slowly put down his telescope, with an unprecedented solemn look on his face.
As a veteran soldier who has been on the battlefield for a long time, he guessed all Nicholas' intentions, but there was no way to break the situation.
"His grandma's fault, the American devils are not simple this time..."
"This damn thing is not only going to capture Xiaogaoling, it's also going to kill our seventh interleaved company."
Yu Congrong clenched the telescope tightly with his right hand and murmured rather irritably.
"Brother Yu, aren't the Americans delaying time like this? Anyway, we only have more than one day left."
Wu Wanli scratched his head and asked with some confusion.
"This is a poison shot. Originally, we only had to repel the American enemy's attack once, and they had to go down the mountain to adjust for a while before they could counterattack."
"But now that their front lines are so close, we may have to face countless fierce and continuous attacks on the mountain."
Yu Congrong rubbed his temples and said slowly.
When Wu Wanli heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he became slightly worried.
"Let's go. The American artillery positions have been clearly identified. Go back and tell Lei Gong. Maybe you can find an opportunity later."
Yu Congrong used the broken half of the pencil to sketch on a sketch for a while, then turned around and led the reconnaissance soldiers back to the position.
on the battlefield
When Yu Congrong told Mei Sheng and Lei Gong all this, they all had bad looks on their faces.
"Their artillery positions are too far away and in our blind spot."
"If you want to destroy it with artillery fire, you need to get close and fire when the US military is not prepared, but the risk is too high."
Lei Gong looked at the crude sketch drawn by Yu Congrong, shook his head and sighed.
"We can't sit still and wait for death. At least... we can delay the time for them to repair this 'iron chain'"
Mei Sheng, who has always been cautious, decided to take a risk after a complicated psychological struggle.
After all, it is better to attack and break the chain than to watch being "strangled".
"Instructor, the US military has a lot of firepower. If we rush into it rashly, we may run the risk of not being able to come back."
Wu Wanli said with some concern after hearing Mei Sheng's words.
"Guawazi, slow down their progress. There is no need to really attack. Harassment is Yu Congrong's specialty."
Lei Gong smiled and lit a dry pipe and turned his attention to Yu Congrong.
"Okay! The instructor is right, I, Lao Yu, will take the people to have a try with the American Japanese."
"Lei Gong, give me those two mortars, and I guarantee that the American devils will not live in peace."
Yu Congrong said, with a rough plan already in mind.
"You kid, be careful. These American devils are no more cunning than before."
Lei Gong glanced at Yu Congrong seriously and advised.
"Don't worry, we have never gone through mountains of swords and seas of fire. These American devils can't take me in."
Yu Congrong picked up a cold Thompson submachine gun, pulled the bolt suddenly, and said.
"Who said I'm worried about you? I feel sorry for my precious Mortar!"
Lei Gong grinned, punched Yu Congrong on the shoulder, and joked with a smile.
"Let's go!"
Yu Congrong led a small group of soldiers out of the position, waved his hands with his back to the crowd, and disappeared into the snow curtain in the distance.
……………………
At this time, on the U.S. military position
Countless American soldiers were talking and laughing while building fortifications, with relaxed expressions on their faces.
Nearly ten thousand elite U.S. troops attacked a hilltop. No one thought that something unexpected would happen, and no one thought that the volunteers would dare to take the initiative.
"Oh my hod! The soil here is blacker than coal. I believe not many volunteers can survive this kind of bombing."
An American soldier held an engineer shovel, looked at the soil in the trench under his feet, shook his head and sighed.
"Hhh, these volunteers probably froze to death in the terrible weather. How could they survive for so long?"
An American soldier wiped the snow particles from his face and said with a smile.
"Oh, now I just want to shoot the damn businessman who makes canned luncheon meat. It makes me want to vomit."
An American soldier has already begun to complain about the food, which shows how wary he is of the volunteers.
"Hello, sir!"
Following the sound coming from not far away, these American soldiers immediately put on force and worked hard to build fortifications.
Nicholas walked across the snow with his cowhide boots, his face showing little reproach.
After all, he himself wanted to take a hot bath in the camper van's bathhouse at the rear, let alone the soldiers underneath.
(Historical fact: The U.S. military’s logistics is so strong that it can provide uninterrupted hot water to senior officers in the rear.)
"Speed up the construction period and break through Xiaogaoling as soon as possible, otherwise we will always have the killing sword of the volunteers hanging over our heads."
Nicholas glanced at the position, played with his white gloves, and said a word without saltiness.
Just when Nicholas thought he was as elegant as a gentleman, he didn't realize that he had been spotted by Yu Congrong and others who came over.
On the snow not far from the position, Yu Congrong, who was wearing a white robe, saw the military rank on Nicholas' shoulders, and his eyes shone.
"His grandma's, he used to be the company commander who killed the American soldiers. Now it's finally my turn to eat a big fish by myself."
Yu Congrong slowly put down the telescope, his heart beating rapidly.
"Brother Yu, the big fish seems to be running away."
Wu Wanli said anxiously as he looked at the figures shaking on the battlefield.
"Wang Zhuzhu! I heard that your boy is the direct disciple of Lord Thunder. Can you kill the devil official with one shot?"
Upon seeing this, Yu Congrong quickly turned his attention to an artilleryman borrowed from the artillery platoon.
"Platoon commander, the distance is far away, and our mortar's range is not enough to reach it."
"Let me hit it from over a hundred meters away, and I'm sure to hit!"
Wang Zhuzhu stretched out his thumb, gestured for two seconds, and said confidently.
"Brother Yu, if we get closer than a hundred meters, we may alert the American devils in advance."
"Let alone killing the big fish by then, I'm afraid I won't even be able to complete the harassment mission, and my life will be in danger."
Wu Wanli thought for a while and whispered urgently.
"It's okay. You and Tieniu will lead two teams and rush towards the positions on the left and right of the American soldiers to attract their attention."
"Waiting for you to open fire, we will take this opportunity to rush over and fire two shots. When the gunfire is over, no matter the result, we will all retreat!"
Yu Congrong weighed the pros and cons and still felt that the risk was worth taking, so he made a decision immediately.
"yes!"
Wu Wanli and Tieniu nodded heavily and agreed in a low voice.
"Wang Zhuzhu, if you do this, I'll give you all the Camel cigarettes I've hidden, and the chocolates too!"
Taking advantage of the gap when Wu Wanli and others moved, Yu Congrong grinned, patted Wang Zhuzhu on the shoulder and said.
"Platoon leader, comrades are all tired of the American devils' stuff."
"I remember that you always brought the dried sweet potatoes given by your mother when you entered the court, but you were never willing to eat them. You see..."
Wang Zhuzi's face turned into a chrysanthemum, and he said.
"Hey! Good boy, I'm still thinking about you!"
"Sure! If you do this, I'll give you all those two kilograms of sweet potatoes!"
Yu Congrong gritted his teeth, spent all his money, and whispered with a smile.
It was snowing heavily, and countless snowflakes covered the cloaks of the soldiers, but no one moved a little, just waiting for the moment the gun fired.
"Boom!"
A mortar followed a beautiful short arc and slammed into the nearby position.
"Enemy attack!"
The nearby position suddenly became chaotic, and countless warning sounds sounded.
What rang out immediately was the rapid sound of submachine guns fired by the assault team.
Not only here, violent gunfire rang out from both sides of Nicholas' position.
Moreover, Wu Wanli and others deliberately blew several charge horns, as if it was the main attack.
"what happened?!"
Nicholas, who was about to leave, was slightly panicked and asked quickly.
"Sir, it seems that the position near us has been violently attacked by the volunteers."
"Now that we and the enemy are unknown, sir, it's better to stay here and take shelter."
The US military adjutant Ruhr was not clear about the situation at the moment, so he could only advise cautiously.
"Humph, it's a command on the spot, not an escape!"
Nicholas said something harsh and quickly walked into the half-built trench.
"What a great opportunity. The big American fish has entered. Touch it quickly!"
Yu Congrong's eyes shone, and he quickly waved his hand to ask the comrades behind him to follow.
Taking advantage of the cover of gunfire from both sides, they quickly approached more than a hundred meters, and the US military trenches also entered the range.
"Platoon leader, just watch it, I'll eat your sweet potato roast!"
Wang Zhuzi said confidently, and carefully adjusted the muzzle.
"Bang!"
With the crisp sound of the firing pin at the bottom of the mortar, a shell rose into the sky and hit the US military trench.
"call out--"
When the sharp sound of breaking the air approached, Nicholas noticed something was wrong, but it was too late to run, so he had to huddle on the ground.
"boom!"
The explosion sounded, and several American soldiers were thrown out, but Nicholas was not injured at all.
"Pillar! You fucking knocked it crooked!"
Yu Congrong saw this situation with a telescope and patted his thigh with some regret.
"That's all, if you missed it, you missed it. Comrades, move quickly and don't get caught by the American devils!"
Yu Congrong, a veteran on the battlefield, quickly calmed down and decided to evacuate with the soldiers.
However, Wang Zhuzhu, who was holding his breath, did not respond at all. Instead, he frowned resolutely and quickly adjusted the muzzle.
He gritted his teeth and fired a mortar shell into the muzzle.
"Bang!"
The crisp sound of the mortar firing pin sounded again, and the white smoke seemed to be the spread of Wang Zhuzhu's suppressed murderous aura.
"call out--"
The sound of breaking wind howled, so scared that Nicholas held his head and shouted.
"Sir!"
Several US military guards rushed over to save Nicholas.
"boom!"
The mortar shell exploded accurately in the center of the trench, and orange fire suddenly appeared.
"I hit it!"
When Wang Zhuzhu saw this, he shouted excitedly with his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but jump up.
However, at this time, several American soldiers on the position discovered Wang Zhuzi's location.
They all pulled the bolts of their guns fiercely, raised their muzzles and aimed at Wang Zhuzi's body...
Sudden whim, dream linkage, hahaha...
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