When the blood mist flew across the seventh interspersed killing streak and the shouts of killing shook the sky, the leaders were formulating new plans for the next step in the battle of Changjin Lake.
"Report to the boss, the front line will report!"
"The U.S. military's firepower in Hajieyuli has been reduced, artillery strikes and aerial bombings have been reduced, and even recent assaults have been reduced."
"Frontline troops speculate that the US military may be facing a shortage of ammunition!"
Secretary Liu handed a battle report to the boss and said with a little joy on his face.
"Okay, let me just say that the American devils are always prodigal. One day they will no longer be able to sustain it. Now they will reap the rewards."
When Song Shilun heard this, he immediately relaxed his brows slightly and said with some relief in his heart.
"The U.S. military is low on ammunition? There may be something fishy about this matter..."
Chief of Staff Xie thought for a moment, but his brows furrowed tightly, feeling that something was wrong.
"Something's wrong..."
The boss knocked on the table and thought for a while, then immediately rejected it.
"Boss, the American devils have been fighting for so long and the land supply line has been completely cut off. Maybe it is really unsustainable..."
Song Shilun looked at the boss's determined look and couldn't help but retort.
"According to the forced intelligence from Smith, the former commander-in-chief of the American devils, he has already made arrangements in Xiajieyuli."
"Not to mention weapons and ammunition, even aviation gasoline is enough to fly around North Korea several times!"
Chief of Staff Xie brought out the latest intelligence and dispelled Song Shilun's thoughts.
"No! Is there any news from Xiaogaoling!?"
The boss seemed to suddenly remember something, turned his head sharply to look at Secretary Liu, and asked with a frown.
Secretary Liu seemed to understand something and felt panicked, but still shook his head.
"Report to the boss, the seventh interspersed burst is coming!"
At this time, a hurried voice came, and a volunteer officer rushed in carelessly.
"Death?"
Secretary Liu seemed to be struck by lightning, his whole body shook violently, and he was stunned on the spot.
The boss took a deep breath and took the telegram with slightly trembling hands. The resolute lines on it came into view.
"On November 29, 1950, nearly 10,000 elite U.S. troops attacked the Xiaogaoling Highlands."
"The seventh interspersed company has run out of ammunition and food, and can only show its cold light and fight to the end!"
"How can it be said that there is no monument? Mountains and rivers are monuments; why leave a name? People's hearts are names!"
"I would like to spread my blood on the snowy mountains so that the prosperous age of China can come as scheduled!"
"Long live New China..."
The boss glanced around and saw all the key words, like sharp swords, piercing his heart.
It turned out that Wu Qianli knew that he might be killed in Xiaogaoling long before the last fierce attack by the US military, so he sent out a blackout in advance and faced the US military with a death wish.
"Well, Wu Qianli, I want you to take good care of yourself. Can you give me an electric shock?!"
"Do you think you are a hero? This is disobedience and disobedience! You..."
The boss's eyes were red and he cursed loudly. He choked up and couldn't say the rest of the words.
Song Shilun also stared at the mark of Xiaogaoling on the combat map, his eyes full of disbelief, and he fell silent.
"Boss, we're right..."
"The U.S. troops in Xiajieyuli are not short of ammunition. They are deploying their main forces, increasing artillery fire, and concentrating bombing. They want to defeat Xiaogaoling!"
After Chief of Staff Xie figured it out, his pupils shrank, his heart suddenly shook, and he said loudly.
Shiji originally thought that the American troops attacking Xiaogaoling would not exceed one regiment, so he was relieved and ordered the 7th Interpenetrating Company to defend for three days.
But now, Wu Qianli and others were faced with an attack by nearly 10,000 elite U.S. troops. Everyone was twitching and worried.
"Which army is closest to Xiaogaoling?"
The boss suppressed his emotions, clenched his fists and looked at the battle map, and asked hurriedly.
"Report to the boss, it's the 172nd Regiment of the 58th Division!"
Song Shilun seemed to understand the boss's thoughts, and quickly pointed to a mark on the map and said quickly.
"Okay, send an urgent message to the 172nd Regiment and tell them to rush to Xiaogaoling at all costs and cover the retreat of the 7th Interleaving Company!"
"The seventh interleaved company must not be destroyed, and Wu Qianli must not die here!"
The boss slammed his fist on the table and gave the order loudly.
"yes!"
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At this time, on Xiaogaoling
"kill!"
Wu Qianli rushed to the front, kicked an American noncommissioned officer over violently, and stabbed the dark red bayonet hard.
"puff--"
There was a muffled sound of the bayonet penetrating into the flesh, and a splash of bright red blood splashed on the snow.
The American soldier felt his center of gravity shift. A cold light flashed through him, and he tilted his head weakly, and his vision went dark.
Not only him, but the soldiers of the 7th Intersection Company also jumped up from the trenches and fiercely thrust their long bayonets towards the approaching American troops.
"Shit! These volunteers are a bunch of lunatics!"
Countless U.S. troops yelled and backed away, staggeringly raising their guns and pointing them at the soldiers of the 7th Interleaving Company, trying to pull the trigger.
"puff--"
"puff--"
Along with the flashes of cold light, the muffled sound of bayonets piercing flesh was heard, and the snow in front of the position was immediately dyed red by the splashing blood mist.
The cold wind whistled and kicked up bursts of flying snow. The shiny steel helmets of countless American soldiers were covered with a layer of snow-white, which complemented the black scorched earth on the ground, like the main color of commemorating death.
"His grandma's American devil, even if I, Lao Yu, die, I will still support you!"
Yu Congrong looked at the densely packed U.S. troops, gritted his teeth, raised his bayonet with a ferocious expression, and went to the deepest place to kill.
He gripped the blood-red bayonet tightly and penetrated the chests of countless American soldiers like tofu, causing blood mist to fly everywhere.
At this time, Wu Qianli had just killed several American soldiers. He was covered in blood and stared at Alexander in the deepest place.
"Quick, kill him!"
Alexander was frightened by Wu Qianli's bloodthirsty eyes and quickly pointed at his position and shouted.
"Yes, sir!"
Seven or eight elite US troops clenched their bayonets with purpose and moved in the direction of Wu Qianli.
Wu Qianli had just pulled out the bayonet from the corpse of an American soldier, and soon ran into these American troops who were about to besiege him.
A US military non-commissioned officer very insidiously went around to his side and behind him, then sharply raised the edge of the knife and stabbed Wu Qianli at high speed.
"call--"
Wu Qianli felt the slight whistling sound of the bayonet approaching quickly, and quickly turned his head, narrowly avoiding the crucial stab.
"Fuck you!"
Seeing that the blow missed the target, the US military noncommissioned officer was obviously a little angry. He wanted to draw the knife again, but found that he could not pull out the gun body.
He looked closely and saw that it was Wu Qianli who had tightened his grip on the gun body and pulled it sharply to the side and back.
"ah!"
The US military noncommissioned officer exclaimed and fell to the ground, and the bayonet in his hand was taken away by Wu Qianli.
"die!"
Wu Qianli exerted force with his right leg, carrying half of his body weight, and stepped hard on the chest of the US military non-commissioned officer.
"Click——"
With a crisp sound of broken bones, the cracked ribs of the US military noncommissioned officer directly pierced the lungs and penetrated the flesh, exposing a white part to the air.
"Wow--"
The US military noncommissioned officer instantly spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood and fell helplessly on the cold snow.
"Ohmygod! He is simply the messenger of Satan on earth!"
"Come together! Pierce his heart!"
The US military officer who led the siege roared and led his men towards Wu Qianli.
In an instant, three long bayonets with cold gleams stabbed at Wu Qianli, leaving almost no room to dodge.
"break!"
Wu Qianli held the knife in both hands, and his speed was as fast as lightning. The military thorns made the slightest sound of breaking the wind, and he rushed forward quickly!
"puff--"
The two American soldiers at the front were stabbed in the chest first, and the bayonets they held fell weakly.
"It's so fast!"
Seeing that he was the only one left in the blink of an eye, the besieging US military officers immediately increased their strength in a panic and continued to stab Wu Qianli's body.
Wu Qianli saw the flash of cold light with his peripheral vision and wanted to avoid it, but it seemed that he was too late.
"Company commander, be careful!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Congrong quickly rushed towards him with his knife, aimed at the track where the US military officer stabbed him, and swung it fiercely.
"Pong——"
Accompanied by the sound of metal collision, a spark flashed out at the moment when the bayonet collided.
"ah!"
The U.S. military officer's mouth split open instantly when he stabbed him. The hands holding the knife were stained red with blood, and the bayonet flew to the side feebly.
The surrounding U.S. troops who wanted to support were dumbfounded. They did not expect that the Chinese peasant army, which was described as sallow and skinny in the propaganda, could be so powerful.
"Oh, I surrender! Surrender!"
The shocked US military officer immediately knelt down, raised his hands and shouted in broken Chinese.
"No! Fuck you!"
Yu Congrong roared, rounded the butt of his gun, and slammed it on the head of the American officer.
The kneeling U.S. military officer was like a criminal being executed. His brains were splashed by the butt of a rifle, and half of his head exploded.
This US military officer was also frightened out of his mind. At this life-and-death moment, how could the Seventh Interpenetrating Company have the conditions to accept prisoners.
The other soldiers of the seventh interleaved company also became fierce and fought with all their might.
The ferocious Lei Gong picked up the engineer shovel and swung it towards the American soldiers like cutting wheat.
The engineer's shovel hit the helmets of the American soldiers, making a banging sound. Seven or eight corpses with bleeding heads were immediately left on the ground.
Wu Wanli, who was not as strong as he was, rolled on the spot from time to time to avoid the stabbing attacks. He grabbed a stone and hit the American soldier's crotch accurately, using the egg-breaking technique.
When a U.S. soldier with no descendants covered his crotch, he rolled over like a carp and killed the U.S. soldier with one knife.
Mei Sheng, the most educated man, sometimes grabbed American soldiers by their hair and pulled them to the ground, pulled out a pistol and fired at them.
Pinghe, who was injured in his leg, endured the severe pain, limped and struggled with the US troops, and almost fainted at one point.
Without all the cool special effects and moves in the movie, this is the Korean battlefield, a close combat with the world's most powerful army!
Either kill the enemy in front of you, or die on the battlefield with hatred!
Under the almost suicidal attack by the soldiers of the 7th Interleaving Company, the morale of the US military attack was slightly loosened, and even began to cause chaos and panic.
They have never seen such a warrior, his body covered with gauze, each one turned into a bloody man, and he actually dared to charge at an enemy dozens of times his own size!
"Shit! No retreat! Go ahead, we have a lot of troops, victory belongs to us!"
Alexander shouted anxiously as he watched the US military gradually retreat.
But seeing the volunteers' shouts of killing getting closer and closer to him, he took a few steps back honestly, his heart pounding nervously.
"Company Commander! My name is Zhao Jianguo! Help me tell my wife that my son's name is Goudan and he will be easy to support!"
A soldier with a broken arm yelled, bit open a grenade ring, and rushed towards the densely populated US military formation with a scream.
"Don't!"
Wu Qianli looked at Zhao Jianguo who rushed into the enemy's formation, his eyes widened immediately, and he shouted hysterically.
"boom!"
The deafening explosion covered up Wu Qianli's shouts, and a brilliant fire enveloped Zhao Jianguo and seven or eight American soldiers.
"It fucking hurts..."
Zhao Jianguo sighed for half a second at the last moment when he was killed, and then his consciousness disappeared.
Not only him, but several soldiers yelled a few times before holding grenades and dying together with the US military.
They are not whitewashed heroes, but ordinary people who died generously to defend the high ground and the dignity of the motherland.
At the last moment before they died, they actually still cared about their daughter-in-law, their fat son, and their two acres of land at home.
But for the sake of future generations who don’t have to fight, and for the prosperous age when they can eat white steamed buns and even braised pork every day, they are willing to sacrifice their lives!
"Damn it, I'll kill you bastards!"
Wu Qianli's eyes turned red instantly, he dropped his bayonet, pulled out two grenades, and threw them at the American military formation in front.
"Boom! Boom!"
After two explosions, the U.S. military formation was instantly blown open.
"Grandma, even if the side effect of the system bonus is death, I will still have to drag these American devils with me!"
Wu Qianli picked up the two Thomsons on the ground, fired them with guns in both hands, and headed towards the depths of the US military formation.
The muzzle of his gun flashed with fire, and the venomous fire snake seemed to have eyes, accurately harvesting the American troops within 150 meters.
Looking at his comrades who were sleeping here forever, Wu Qianli's blood surged, and his mind was filled with crazy killings.
kill! kill! kill!
Wu Qianli was holding two submachine guns, his eyes red with blood. After he plunged into the US military formation, he pulled the trigger as hard as possible.
With the bonus of perfect accuracy and the strong firepower of two submachine guns, Wu Qianli was like a murderous god possessing him, killing these enemies crazily!
After running out of bullets, he picked up Thomson on the ground and continued shooting!
My head was dizzy, so I bit my arm directly to force myself to wake up!
Even if any U.S. troops wanted to shoot Wu Qianli, they were shot dead by the soldiers of the 7th Interpenetrating Company behind them.
Within a few minutes, Wu Qianli fired countless bullets, and the soil that was originally burnt black was now covered in the crimson color of blood.
"Shit! The volunteers are demons! They are the messengers of hell! They are invincible!"
Many American soldiers looked at the hell on earth in front of them, shouted loudly, dropped their guns and fled back.
On the contrary, the seventh interleaved company gritted its teeth, picked up its bayonet, and charged towards the US military formation as dense as locusts.
This is the bloody nature of Chinese soldiers! It is the iron-blooded glory of New China!
