"One minute, take out the American soldiers on the bottom floor of the water pump house, kill them, go straight to the US military headquarters and the Watergate Bridge, behead them and blow up the bridge!"
Wu Qianli pulled the gun bolt fiercely and shouted sharply.
"yes!"
Most of the soldiers from the reconnaissance platoon rushed in and immediately responded loudly.
In the diffuse white fog, the murderous intent of the people was like a sharp sword, which stabbed the remaining American troops and became nervous.
"Shoot now! Cover them with ferocious firepower!"
"Don't be nervous! As long as we hold on for a while, reinforcements will arrive soon!"
The US military officer Child loudly encouraged morale, but the palm of his hand holding the pistol was sweating nervously.
"ah!"
"嘘嘚嘚嘚嘚嘚嘚嘚嘚..."
Upon hearing this, many American troops immediately shouted, picked up submachine guns and machine guns, and fired wildly at the smoke.
Regardless of whether they can hit or not, at least this will give them a sense of security.
At this time, just when Wu Qianli was about to show his head and take aim, a hail of bullets flew over, hitting his bunker with a burst of sparks.
"These American devils are so used to being rich, they don't know that bullets are expensive!"
Wu Qianli clenched his fists, listening to the banging sound of metal bullets, and sighed helplessly.
Even if he had a perfect hit rate, it would be in vain if he couldn't shoot.
"Company commander, comrades can't fire. If this drags on, it will be more and more detrimental to us."
Pinghe clung to an iron plate and shouted to Wu Qianli.
"Wanli, is it possible to invest blindly?!"
Wu Qianli pulled out the grenade from his chest, handed it to Wu Wanli who was not far away, and asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry, brother, I will definitely blow a hole in the American devil's firepower network!"
Wu Wanli estimated the distance and immediately patted his chest to assure himself.
"One on the upper left, two at one o'clock below..."
Wu Qianli nodded slightly, listened to the sound of gunfire, and reported all the heavy firepower points of the US military to Wu Wanli.
At this moment, Wu Qianli's time slow experience card still has more than fifty seconds.
In front of him, the slow sound of gunfire was like a ticker, clearly revealing the location.
"good!"
A glimmer of light flashed in Wu Wanli's eyes, he bit open the tab of the grenade and threw it towards the location mentioned by Wu Qianli.
Second floor, on the platform
"Oh, it's impossible for those Chinese troops to kill us under such a firepower network. We can feel a little relieved."
An American machine gunner just breathed a long sigh of relief and sighed in a low voice.
But when he looked up, his eyes widened in shock and his whole body was shaken.
I saw a grenade emitting white smoke flying towards him at high speed, accurately approaching his face.
"Fuck you!"
He immediately dropped the machine gun and tried to run back while rolling and crawling.
The grenade seemed to be weak, and when it was about to land on the platform, it was already falling.
The U.S. military near the grenade shouted for God's blessing, but the volunteers still didn't throw the grenade forcefully enough.
However, they were no longer happy the next second.
"boom!"
While the grenade was still in the air, it suddenly exploded, and a huge fire flashed violently.
Countless shrapnel killed four or five nearby US troops on the spot with the maximum damage radius.
Under the huge shock wave, the body of an American soldier was blown away, and immediately fell down and was smashed to pieces.
"You kid, blind drop and air blast! Good job, keep going!"
Wu Qianli observed the movement above in surprise, and immediately gave all the grenades on his body to Wu Wanli and said loudly.
"Humph, brother, just watch it!"
Wu Wanli picked up the grenade, bit open the pull tab, and shot three times in a row.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
After the continuous explosions, more than half of the U.S. heavy machine gun firepower suddenly went silent.
Seeing this situation, not only the machine gunners, but also other US troops did not dare to shoot randomly. Instead, they hid behind bunkers and fired cautiously.
"Bazooka, boom!"
Upon seeing this, Wu Qianli quickly raised the bazooka rocket launcher, aimed it at the US military, and roared.
"Comrades, blow up the second floor!"
Pinghe quickly completed the firepower analysis, raised the bazooka and shouted.
In an instant, four or five reconnaissance platoon soldiers appeared, and the dark muzzle of the rocket launcher was pointed at the position where the gunfire was spraying on the second floor.
At this moment, the white mist of the smoke bombs has gradually dissipated, and the rocket offensive of Wu Qianli and others is clearly revealed.
"You idiots! Get your guns and stop them!"
Child, a US military officer, shouted in panic and quickly fell to the ground.
When some American soldiers heard this, their eyes were full of panic, and they subconsciously raised their guns.
However, their speed was still too slow.
"call out--"
"call out--"
Several rockets flew out with traces of white smoke and hit the dense concentration of American troops.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The explosion sounded like thunder, and orange fire clouds rose from the first and second floors at the same time, stopping all the firepower of the US military.
"What a great opportunity! Pinghe, you lead your comrades to attack the platform on the second floor, and I will go alone to take down the American troops on the opposite side of the first floor!"
Wu Qianli picked up the Springfield sniper rifle, said a domineering word, and immediately rushed out of the bunker.
"What? Alone?!"
Pinghe looked at Wu Qianli's figure and was startled, almost thinking that he had heard wrongly.
But the war situation was so fierce that he could not think too much and could only quickly execute the combat orders.
"Reconnaissance Squadron 1, covering fire!"
"Wu Wanli, blow up the hole on the second floor platform!"
"Others, charge towards me!"
After Pinghe reacted quickly, he picked up his sniper rifle and led his men out of the bunker.
At the same time, the American troops on the first floor had just recovered from the explosion and slowly grabbed their guns.
When they saw that the main attack direction of the Chinese army was the second floor, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little.
They didn't notice that Wu Qianli had already reached a few dozen meters away from them and was looking at them eagerly.
"There are still a dozen enemies on the first floor. Thirty seconds should be enough."
Wu Qianli observed the situation of the US military, murmured silently, and raised the muzzle of the Springfield sniper rifle.
At this time, the time slow experience card still has thirty-one seconds, which is enough for him to do a lot of things.
The dark muzzle of the gun in Wu Qianli's hand slowly turned, and the crosshair of the scope was pointed at the chest of a US military noncommissioned officer.
"boom!"
There was a clear gunshot, and the bullets flying out at high speed were warm and struck hard at the grenade on the chest of the US military noncommissioned officer.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the fragments of the explosion directly tore the body of the US military noncommissioned officer apart, and the splashing blood mist mixed with the broken bones and flew in all directions.
Many U.S. troops who had just recovered were knocked down by the shock wave again. They looked at the broken corpses at the center of the explosion in shock, with eyes full of disbelief.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
"Oh, damn, this must be a ploy by the Chinese army to attack the east and attack the west! Shoot quickly!"
A US military non-commissioned officer was the first to react and immediately shouted loudly.
He thought of the strategy used by the vanguard of the Volunteer Army to blow up the Shuimen Bridge, and immediately guessed this situation, and couldn't help but worry about his life.
However, when Wu Qianli heard these two sentences in English, he grinned and almost laughed on the spot.
Good guy, did he alone create the atmosphere of a general offensive, or are these US troops too timid?
The U.S. military didn't know what he was thinking. They just put all their panic into pulling the trigger and fired wildly at the position where Wu Qianli had just drawn his gun.
"嘘嘚嘚嘚嘚嘚嘚嘚嘚..."
Under the intensive gunfire, the muzzle of the U.S. Army's Browning heavy machine gun was hot and red, and bullets were flying indiscriminately.
The exposed steel pipes made a banging sound as they were struck, and rows of bullet holes were densely packed like a hornet's nest.
"Bang!"
In an instant, even the thick pipe in the center was penetrated, and an explosion occurred due to unbalanced gas pressure.
"呲呲——"
Waves of white water vapor emerged, spreading faster than the smoke bomb just now, and the concealment effect was better.
"Just what I wanted!"
Wu Qianli looked at these natural covers, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, put on his Thompson submachine gun, and charged towards the US military formation.
In the white mist, Wu Qianli shot out from time to time, penetrating the chests of American soldiers like sharp swords.
By the time the panicked U.S. troops came and fired, Wu Qianli had probably moved his position and started firing again.
Even if it was too late to move and most of the space was blocked by the US military's firepower network, Wu Qianli would not panic.
Thanks to the slow speed of time, he easily dodged and moved away from the poisonous fire snake, and continued to approach the US military.
By the time Wu Qianli reached a position less than ten meters away from the US military, only three US troops were still able to fight.
When they saw Wu Qianli's looming figure emerging from the white mist, a short gun flame lit up at the same time.
"Da da da……"
A flurry of bullets flew out, and the three American soldiers weakly released their guns, tilted their heads and fell into a pool of blood.
On the red ground, the seriously wounded American soldiers looked up in a daze, only to see Wu Qianli's figure, and couldn't help but open their mouths.
"Shit...you...only one person?"
The wounded American soldier asked in disbelief, a trace of despair flashing in his eyes.
He did not expect that the person who finally defeated a group of American soldiers was actually a Chinese soldier carrying a submachine gun.
"It doesn't matter anymore, sir, close your eyes and repent before God..."
Wu Qianli looked at the dying American soldier, slowly lowered his gun, knelt down and closed his eyes for him.
On the battlefield, they all have their own masters, and death and injury in the hail of bullets are inevitable.
But Wu Qianli will not torture and kill the US troops who have lost the ability to resist. He does not lack that kind of record.
"Maybe...God doesn't approve of the United States launching this Korean War..."
The American soldier who closed his eyes had one last thought in his mind, and then completely lost his will.
Wu Qianli did not show mercy, but quickly searched for useful weapons and ammunition, and then rushed to the battlefield on the second floor.
Platform on the second floor of the water pump room
Child, a U.S. military officer, heard the gunshots below stop and couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart and yelled, "It's not good."
"Oh damn, sir, I'm afraid the soldiers on the first floor have been wiped out. If reinforcements don't come, we may not be able to hold on for long."
A US military deputy platoon commander also noticed this and immediately reminded Child.
"Fuck you! That bastard Marshall can only sit at the command post. Where are his reinforcements? Where are the reinforcements?"
Child roared loudly in his heart, but he did not dare to show it and disturb the morale of the army. After all, it would kill him faster.
"Tell our soldiers that reinforcements will arrive soon, and by then all volunteers will be killed by the guns of freedom fighters!"
Child pretended to be calm, but in fact he slowly leaned toward the top of the pump room, as if he was ready to escape at any time.
"yes, sir..."
The deputy platoon commander of the US Army, Mu Han, responded with disappointment and passed on the order, knowing in his heart that they were in danger.
However, after all, they have extremely strong firepower. Even if they are weakened by nearly half, they can still effectively slow down the attack speed of Pinghe and others.
Pinghe led his men to attack along the bunkers everywhere, but it seemed a little difficult under the increasingly approaching fire net.
Of course, they can choose to attack and capture them by force. With the combat power of the 7th Penetrating Company, it won't take long to quickly eat up these American troops.
However, this will definitely cause a large number of casualties. The subsequent beheading attack and the blowing up of the Water Gate Bridge will definitely be insufficient, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
"Brother Pinghe, we are almost running out of grenades, and these American devils are all rogue, so it's hard to blow them up!"
Wu Wanli touched the grenade but found nothing, and said somewhat helplessly.
It is easy to blow up an attack hole, but many US troops have long been hiding behind bunkers, and even surrounded them with the corpses of their companions to weaken the shock wave and resist debris.
If you can't kill them, it will be difficult to cause large-scale damage to the US military.
"Don't be impatient. The American devils just want to see us get into trouble. Trust us, company commander!"
Pinghe looked at the somewhat impatient and depressed soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon, and immediately offered words of comfort.
When everyone heard the company commander, their eyes lit up immediately, they took a deep breath to regain their composure, and they aimed and shot accurately.
The reconnaissance platoon's shooting accuracy was terrifying, and the crisp sniper gunshots put great pressure on the US military.
The US military had to work hard and deal with the reconnaissance platoon's firepower with 100% concentration, and then managed to maintain the deadlock.
However, when the US military focused its attention on Pinghe and others, it gave Wu Qianli a chance.
I saw Wu Qianli biting his spurs and carrying a Thompson submachine gun on his back, slowly crawling from the water pipe on the bottom to the platform on the second floor.
It wasn't until he established his footing in a remote part of the platform that a US soldier who was reloading his ammunition opened his eyes wide and saw him.
Seeing the American soldier opening his mouth to shout, Wu Qianli immediately grabbed the bayonet, aimed at the heart of the American soldier, and flew towards the American soldier.
Within five meters, the bayonet flew out with great force, piercing the American soldier's aorta and penetrating his neck.
"Ho ho..."
The stabbed American soldier's vocal cords were torn, and he only had time to make a weak sound before a mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat.
"Ahem...at least the result is good."
Wu Qianli looked at the military thorn that was about to fly towards his heart, his old face turned red, and he silently comforted himself in his heart.
After all, he is not a martial arts master. Even if he is only five meters away, he may not be able to hit wherever he points.
"puff--"
Wu Qianli rushed forward and pulled out his bayonet. A stream of blood spurted out, dyeing the silver blade red.
The water pipes after the explosion were still releasing white steam, and the fog gradually floated up, covering the second-floor platform.
Wu Qianli held a bayonet and wandered around the second floor, assassinating countless American soldiers like a ghost.
Gradually, the firepower of the US military, which lost most of its casualties, became thinner and could no longer suppress Pinghe and others.
Pinghe immediately understood that Wu Qianli was doing it, his eyes lit up, and a touch of excitement appeared in his heart.
"Comrades, all bayonets are fixed, charge with me, and support the company commander!"
Pinghe fiercely fixed the bayonet on the card slot, shouted and rushed out of the bunker, leading the reconnaissance platoon to charge towards the second floor.
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