At twelve o'clock at midnight, the US Army Attack Headquarters
The disgraced Alexander walked into the command hall, looked at each other with the injured Nicholas, and both saw the flames of revenge in the other's eyes.
"Ring ring ring..."
Before the two of them could exchange greetings, the phone rang urgently.
Alexander looked a little uneasy, but he still took the call.
"Alexander! Why did the gunfire at Xiaogaoling stop? Did they capture the top of the mountain?"
"Don't tell me that if you have tens of thousands of elites in your hands, you won't be able to take down a mountain!"
As soon as Alexander picked up the phone, Brigadier General Larulak's stern voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Sir, we have already inflicted heavy losses on the volunteers. Now they have suffered heavy losses and are at the end of their war effort!"
A trace of cold sweat broke out from Alexander's back, so he had to pretend to be calm and said.
"It's just a lone volunteer force. The supply of medicine and ammunition is almost completely blocked, and you still can't defeat it!?"
"The group army on the western front of Changjin Lake is already retreating, and the Shuimen Bridge, which we must pass through, has been bombed by the volunteers again. If we delay it any longer, we will not be able to catch up with the aircraft carrier in Xingnan Port!"
"Damn it, I'll give you three more hours. If you can't capture Xiaogaoling, go see God!"
Lalulac, who was on the other end of the phone, heard the implication of Alexander's words, and suddenly burst into an angry tone and yelled sternly.
"Dududu..."
Alexander listened to the sound of the phone hanging up and slowly put down the phone, with a trace of determination on his face.
"Mr. Nicholas, I'm afraid we have to put all our bets on it to win this battle."
Alexander frowned, stared closely at the location of Xiaogaoling on the combat map, and growled.
Nicholas nodded silently, understanding that it was time to retreat.
As orders were issued, countless U.S. soldiers on the U.S. military positions prepared their military formations, and the cannons took off their coats one after another.
The decisive battle is coming.
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At the same time, the seventh interleaving company position
Wu Wanli's body was covered with weapons and ammunition, and he crawled towards the position with the soldiers who had gained a lot.
"Brother, these American devils are really fat!"
"We collected a lot of bullets, more than eighty grenades, seven Browning heavy machine guns, and more than thirty submachine guns of various types!"
Wu Wanli walked over as he spoke, the things on his body still making clanging sounds.
"You bastard, you just hid the wine on purpose, didn't you?"
Yu Congrong seized a square iron can from Wu Wanli and snatched it with a smile.
When he opened it, the mellow smell of whiskey inside spread over the battlefield.
"Yu Congrong, don't be greedy! This alcohol must be reserved for the wounded, and you cannot drink it casually."
Mei Sheng saw Yu Congrong swallowing his saliva, quickly took the whiskey with a smile, and lectured him.
"Harm, don't worry, instructor, I'll just smell it and see if there's any violation of discipline."
Yu Congrong scratched the back of his head and said with a blushing face.
Wu Qianli looked at the bloodstained soldiers on the battlefield, his heart ached, and he quickly waved his hand to distribute the alcohol and medical supplies.
However, these high-spirited soldiers did not compete for scarce medicine. Instead, they lined up to receive bullets and grenades first.
"Don't worry, company commander, our minor injuries are nothing."
"After these American devils are defeated, let's go to the field hospital and take a good rest."
A soldier looked at Wu Qianli's distressed expression and immediately opened his cracked and bleeding lips and said with a smile.
Wu Qianli looked at these cutest people, his heart trembled slightly and his eyes were a little red.
The power of the world and the peace of a hundred years are not achieved by words, but by countless such warriors.
China hopes for peace, but the Chinese never beg for peace!
Dignity is only on the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon!
Deterring the world's great powers and dominating the forest of nations, the bloody battle at Xiaogaoling will begin!
Wu Qianli quickly pulled up the bolt of his sniper rifle and looked down at the bottom of the position with eyes as sharp as an eagle.
Looking at the corpses of American soldiers lying quietly outside, Wu Qianli suddenly frowned, and something was wrong in his heart.
"What's up, company commander, are there new American troops climbing the mountain?"
Yu Congrong looked at Wu Qianli's solemn expression, quickly set up the heavy machine gun, turned around and asked.
"No! It's precisely because the Americans haven't attacked for so long that something is wrong."
Mei Sheng looked at Wu Qianli's appearance, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.
"Let comrades in the field be ready for battle at any time, the American devils are about to launch a general attack!"
After Wu Qianli said that, thinking about Pinghe who had not returned yet, he suddenly grabbed the Springfield sniper rifle and ran towards the outside of the position.
Some of the soldiers had not yet reacted. They stared blankly at Wu Qianli who was rushing towards Xue Mu, slightly stunned.
"call out--"
"call out--"
At this time, the sound of two urgently roaring shells breaking through the air was getting closer and closer.
"boom!"
The flames of the explosion burst out brilliantly, stinging everyone's eyes.
"Damn it, it's really here."
Wu Qianli was knocked back into the trench by the shock wave of the explosion. He gritted his teeth and shook off the dust on his body, and roared in a low voice.
"Brother! Look!"
Wu Wanli pointed at the sky and said nervously.
In the sky, black dots like shooting stars were seen piercing the night sky.
When they reach their highest point, they instantly flash an intense red light.
"Fire! (Fire!)"
On the US artillery position, Nicholas looked at the bright red in the air, suddenly waved his hands and shouted.
"Bang——"
The moment Nicholas waved his hand, dozens of cannons simultaneously erupted with a deafening "roar".
In mid-air, clusters of high-speed rotating artillery shells passed through the clouds, getting closer and closer to the position.
"Shell attack! Take cover quickly!"
Wu Qianli shouted at the top of his lungs at the soldiers of the 7th Interleaving Company behind him.
"Get the fuck down and don't show your head!"
Yu Congrong looked at the dense shells, his heart trembled, and he quickly shouted.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
As soon as Yu Congrong finished speaking, there were rapid and sharp explosions.
Boulders on the snow exploded, and the entire mountain seemed to tremble.
Facing the ultra-decibel noise, Wu Qianli had no choice but to cover his ears and press his body close to the earthen wall of the trench.
"Brother, are our trenches going to collapse!?"
Wu Wanli looked at the cracked trench soil and said with some horror.
"Lean to the corner of the trench! Don't show your head!"
Wu Qianli looked at the falling dust and sparkling stones, gritting his teeth and warning loudly.
When the sound of the cannon gradually weakened, everyone rubbed their ears and took a breath.
Only Yu Congrong seemed to remember something and looked outside the position.
"Company commander, aren't Pinghe and his reconnaissance platoon out on guard? Why haven't you come back yet despite such intense shelling?"
Yu Congrong's body hunched up slightly and he said with some concern.
"The American bombardment was too sudden. Maybe Pinghe and the others..."
When Wu Qianli thought of this, his heart was shocked. He picked up the Springfield sniper rifle and wanted to rush out.
"Company Commander, the Americans are about to attack the mountain. It's too risky to leave the position now!"
Mei Sheng grabbed Wu Qianli's hand with a look of urgency and warned loudly.
"Bang——"
A roaring artillery shell landed not far away. The huge explosion power directly collapsed a mound of soil, and countless dust rolled down.
Mei Sheng also staggered under the impact and almost fell to the ground.
"Don't worry about me. The command will be handed over to Mei Sheng for the time being. Guard your position."
"I will not abandon our comrades from the 7th Intermediate Company for anything!"
Wu Qianli turned around and spoke loudly to Mei Sheng with a serious look on his face.
After hearing Wu Qianli's words, everyone felt moved in their hearts, but they still looked at him with worried faces.
"Don't worry, I will definitely bring back all the comrades from the reconnaissance platoon alive, not one of them will be left behind!"
Wu Qianli said the last word, put on a white cloak, and plunged into the snow curtain mixed with gunpowder smoke.
As soon as he rushed out, clusters of orange-red fire quickly shot into the sky, almost covering the entire battlefield.
In an instant, the sharp high temperature spread instantly, forcing it to press against the snow on the mountain top, and water vapor came out.
And there was a thick cannonball speeding towards him, the roaring and harsh noise almost tearing Wu Qianli's eardrums apart.
"Grandma's..."
Wu Qianli cursed secretly and rolled on the spot, narrowly escaping the raging flames from the explosion.
When the artillery fire subsided slightly, Wu Qianli endured the dizziness in his head and struggled to get up.
"Pinghe! Pinghe! Did you hear that? Don't fucking pretend to be dead!"
"Comrades of the reconnaissance platoon, please respond!"
Wu Qianli shouted loudly on the battlefield with a dry voice.
Not far away, groups of exploding fires were still raging.
The explosion that resounded through the sky was like the roar of a wild animal, forcing Wu Qianli's voice to be suppressed.
Wu Qianli shouted while running with the cold rifle.
The ground beneath his feet was shaking constantly, and the splashing earth and rocks and the exploded corpses complemented each other.
The biting snow and the incoming heat wave merged together, and there was an unpleasant smell of blood and gunpowder smoke in the air.
"boom!"
Another cannonball exploded not far away. This time Wu Qianli was unable to dodge and was slammed into the snow by the powerful shock wave.
"Hiss - it's his grandma's, this cannonball is too hot to touch, you have to hit it desperately."
Wu Qianli breathed in the cold air and inserted his hands into the cold snow. It took him a while to wake up.
Suddenly, he felt a buzzing in his left ear, and when he touched it with his hand, there was a touch of bright red blood!
He frowned, but gritted his teeth and stood up, continuing to move forward into the distance.
After getting up again, Wu Qianli became a lot more cautious.
He half-hunched his body, passing through streaks of orange fire, dodging shock waves, and marching on the battlefield like a ghost.
The cold wind in North Korea was biting, but under the layers of heat waves, there was a slight flush on his cheeks.
Finally, Wu Qianli heard a familiar voice on the snowy ridge on the right.
"Company Commander! Here! We are here!"
Pinghe opened his mouth slightly weakly and shouted loudly to Wu Qianli
Wu Qianli turned around and saw the reconnaissance platoon huddled under a low bunker.
But Pinghe's face was pale, and bright red blood kept pouring out of the wound on his leg.
"Company Commander, you came just in time. Take the reconnaissance platoon away quickly. They are not willing to move."
"I can't run anymore. Leave me a gun with a dozen bullets. I'll have to drag a few American soldiers to my back when I'm ready."
Pinghe's eyes were slightly red, and he said to Wu Qianli with some excitement.
"Shut the hell up! I'll carry you if you can't walk anymore. Don't say such depressing words!"
Wu Qianli cursed and ran towards Pinghe's position.
Just as Wu Qianli had just picked up Pinghe at the corner, a new round of bombings in the sky approached again, and two shells came right towards Pinghe's position.
Wu Qianli gritted his teeth, exerted force on his hind legs, and ran towards safety like a gust of wind.
"Boom! Boom!"
Just a few seconds after Wu Qianli ran out, two explosions exploded violently.
The fragments were deeply embedded in the soil under the huge impact. Even Wu Qianli, who was carrying a person on his back, was knocked half a meter away and fell heavily to the ground.
"Company commander!"
When the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon saw this, they immediately shouted anxiously.
When the billowing smoke dissipated, Wu Qianli stood up despite the pain for the first time, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
However, no one was happy. Everyone looked at the blazing flames all around and fell silent.
Scattered blood clots were seen everywhere, and the blood-stained khaki cotton clothes made crackling sounds under the flames of war.
"Company Commander! How are you?"
At this time, Yu Congrong, with more than twenty soldiers from the fire platoon, rushed over quickly with his body hunched over.
Wu Qianli looked at these comrades rushing towards him and felt moved in his heart.
"You're here just in time. Come and rescue the wounded with me."
"They are all our comrades, no one is missing, save them all!"
Wu Qianli knew that now was not the time to be sentimental, so he immediately dropped a few words and rushed towards the reconnaissance platoon's position.
"yes!"
"His grandma, don't stay still, come with me and save your comrades!"
Yu Congrong looked at the wounded in the distance, his heart tightened, and he rushed over.
Soon, the soldiers of the fire platoon braved artillery fire to move the comrades of the reconnaissance platoon to a safe place.
One by one the wounded were transported back to the position, and Mei Sheng quickly called for medical treatment.
When all the wounded were rescued, the aroma of whiskey used for disinfection filled the position.
Mei Sheng and the hygienist bandaged the soldiers distressedly.
Wu Qianli ignored the pain and exhaustion of his body and wrapped Pinghe's thigh in gauze himself.
"Company Commander, I'm sorry, comrades, I didn't lead the reconnaissance platoon..."
"Nearly half of the comrades in the reconnaissance platoon were killed or injured. I..."
Pinghe, who had been taciturn in the past, couldn't help but his eyes turned red and he choked up when he saw the miserable condition of the soldiers on the battlefield.
"Stop saying these things. This is all the fault of the American devils. Let's get the situation back!"
"This time they want to break through our defense line in one fell swoop, but we have to stop them!"
"Every time these bastards take a step forward, they have to pay the price in blood!"
While Wu Qianli was bandaging Pinghe, he cursed angrily and loudly.
When Wu Qianli had just been bandaged, the lightly wounded soldiers on the battlefield grabbed their guns and pulled the bolts.
"Brother, the American devils are coming!"
Wu Wanli looked down at the position, clenched his submachine gun, and reminded loudly.
Wu Qianli's eyes immediately turned sharp. He looked up and saw American-style steel helmets glowing slightly blue in the moonlight.
The position of this group of American troops was only more than a hundred meters away from the position, and there were so many of them that they spread out over the mountains and fields in a skirmish formation.
It turned out that the US military took advantage of the extension of the artillery fire and rushed up almost on the back end of the impact point of the artillery fire.
In order to win the final offensive, the US military also risked its lives.
"His grandma has a ball! You came just in time, give me a good beating! Kill these idiots!"
Wu Qianli roared, picked up his submachine gun, and fired at the American troops.
The final decisive battle in Xiaogaoling begins!
(End of chapter)
