Watergate Bridge North
Just when Wu Qianli was invincible, Yu Congrong and others here encountered some troubles.
"Platoon commander, no, the firepower of the American soldiers is too strong, and the risk of a strong attack is very high!"
Fire platoon soldier Tieniu lay down on the ground, pressed his helmet, and shouted loudly.
In the distance, several heavy machine guns on the outer positions of the US military fired alternately, and orange-red gun flames kept gushing out.
Not only that, some US troops also installed rifle grenades and bombarded the fire platoon's formation indiscriminately, blocking their attack.
"His grandma is so difficult to fight, why don't we just fight this battle?!"
"Even if you hit it with your head, you still have to break the American devils' defense line!"
Yu Congrong looked at the fire platoon soldiers behind him and shouted loudly, expressing his determination to prepare for a storm.
As a veteran on the battlefield, Yu Congrong understood the current situation very well and the only way to go was to attack.
If they are suppressed in place and the firepower platoon loses its energy, it can only be slowly annihilated under the firepower of the US military.
As for retreat?
That would be tantamount to betraying Wu Qianli and others and running away on his own. Yu Congrong would rather die in battle than do that.
"Bazooka, prepare! Hit the American machine gun position!"
Yu Congrong spat hard and shouted loudly.
Soon, four or five soldiers in the fire platoon took the risk to stand up, raised the bazooka, and aimed at the heavy machine guns that the US military kept firing.
On the defensive position of the US military's Watergate Bridge, Yoder, a US military officer, saw this situation and his eyes widened in shock.
"Fuck you! How come there are several bazookas in a platoon of the Chinese army!"
"Sniper! Kill them!"
Yoder threw down the telescope and pointed in the direction of the fire platoon bazooka and shouted.
At this time, the sniper hiding in the dark had already silently raised his gun and aimed at the soldier who fired the rocket.
"Bang! Bang!"
Several gunshots rang out from the darkness. The volunteer soldier who had just carried Bazooka was shot in the chest, and red blood slowly oozed out.
Other US troops on the position also turned their firepower and swept towards these most threatening volunteer soldiers.
"American devils, I will hold you back until I die!"
Many soldiers who were shot in the body roared lowly, used their last strength to shoot out the rockets, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"call out--"
"call out--"
Four or five rockets sprang out quickly, carrying a trace of white vapor, and hit the heavy firepower point of the US military.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Under the violent explosion, the extremely strong shock wave exploded the sandbags surrounding the position, and the sand, soil and rocks inside flew everywhere.
Two Browning heavy machine guns were blown into scrap metal, and the broken metal parts, along with the bomb fragments, tore apart the bodies of American soldiers.
In an instant, the originally surging firepower of the US military stopped, leaving only a bunker still roaring and sporadic rifle fire.
Firepower platoon soldier Tieniu saw this, gritted his teeth, jumped deep, quickly picked up the bazooka in front, and quickly loaded the rocket.
"Ahem, cough, cough... Fight back quickly, don't give the Chinese army a chance to bombard you a second time!"
U.S. military officer Yodel coughed and raised his binoculars. When he saw Tieniu's actions, he immediately pointed ahead and reminded.
At this time, the only remaining bunker of the US military turned its machine guns, preparing to beat Tieniu into pieces.
"His grandma's, cover fire!"
Upon seeing this, Yu Congrong picked up a Thomson and fired wildly at the location of the US military bunker.
Other fire platoon soldiers also aimed at the US bunker and poured bullets away desperately.
In the US military bunker, some stray bullets ricocheted into the interior, causing a lot of trouble to the US machine gunners, and their movements were also slightly slower.
"How dare you shoot indiscriminately! Fuck you!"
Fire platoon soldier Tieniu gritted his teeth, picked up the bazooka, aimed accurately, and fired.
The rocket flew out with a whoosh, spinning at high speed and hitting the center of the bunker.
Huge explosion fragments flew away and were smashed into the bunker by the high pressure of the shock wave. The American soldiers inside were immediately blown to pieces.
"What a great opportunity! Don't leave any smoke bombs, let me blast them out!"
When Yu Congrong saw a vacuum in the heavy firepower of the US military position, he immediately punched the snow with excitement and shouted loudly.
Soon, some soldiers from the fire platoon installed grenade launchers and fired the previously captured white phosphorus smoke grenades.
"Bang——"
Accompanied by a subtle sound of metal friction, five or six white phosphorus smoke grenades were fired, and white smoke soon rose from the US military position.
Before the white smoke spread much, Yu Congrong stood up fiercely, raised his bayonet, and made a fierce fighting gesture.
The soldiers of the fire platoon understood instantly, put on sharp bayonets, and headed towards the US military position in a clear manner.
As soon as the U.S. military officer Yoder saw the cold light of the bayonet, the diffuse white fog completely enveloped the front.
"Sir, are we going to fight hand-to-hand with the Chinese army?"
A US military noncommissioned officer looked at the unknown white fog ahead, with a timid look in his eyes.
Even veterans who have participated in the Pacific battlefield believe that the hand-to-hand combat of the volunteers is definitely more terrifying than the Japanese army.
Because although the Japanese army's stabbing was brutal, it was relatively rigid, especially when charging against the heavy machine gun Banzai.
The volunteers' attacks were not only swift and fierce, but also capable of playing various tricks.
"Hmph! These Chinese troops are too anxious. If they charge with bayonets at such a distance, they will only become living targets!"
"If the soldiers don't have to dodge and just show their heads to shoot, the volunteers will definitely not be able to rush over!"
U.S. Army officer Yoder smiled contemptuously and watched the volunteers in the white mist stop shooting. They must be preparing to charge with all their strength, just in time to harvest a wave.
In fact, Yoder's tactical judgment was correct. The distance between Yu Congrong and others was still too far, and if they charged closer now, they would surely suffer heavy casualties.
However, if Yoder could see through the situation in the white fog, he would definitely shout that the Chinese army is cunning.
It turned out that Yu Congrong's actions were just for him to watch. When the white fog came out, the soldiers immediately dispersed to both sides to find bunkers and lay down, and set up two Browning heavy machine guns.
The unknowing U.S. troops raised their guns one after another, trying to shoot at the vital points of the charging volunteers, but unexpectedly they missed the target.
Not only that, in order to maximize their firepower, many US troops exposed most of their bodies and fired against the recoil.
"The place where the fire was the densest in the white mist just now, give me a hard beating!"
After Yu Congrong touched the densely populated area of the American troops, he raised his submachine gun and swept over it.
Two Browning heavy machine guns also roared immediately, mowing down the American troops who showed up to shoot.
"Shit! These cunning Chinese troops will die badly!"
U.S. military officer Yodel looked at the fallen U.S. troops, threw the telescope to the ground, and cursed.
The American soldiers were also stunned by the sudden firepower. They clung to the bunker and did not dare to shoot first.
What about the promised hand-to-hand combat? Why do you suddenly stop practicing martial ethics?
The U.S. military also wants to bully the volunteers with their hand-to-hand charge just like the Japanese army's pig charge.
As a result, the Volunteer Army taught the US military a lesson. Times have changed. This is the Korean battlefield, not the Pacific battlefield.
"Grandma's, so happy! So enjoyable!"
Yu Congrong said with a laugh as he listened to the screams of the American troops in the distance.
"The heavy machine gun turned to the left and continued shooting to suppress the US military!"
"A small group of skirmishers quickly inserted themselves in the middle and threw grenades hard at the American soldiers!"
"The main force of the fire platoon will fight with me from the right wing and have a real hand-to-hand battle with the American devils!"
Yu Congrong put Thomson on his back, held the bayonet tightly, and issued the order loudly.
The fact that they are able to play so fancy now is mainly due to the change of equipment and equipment. After all, it was difficult for a woman to make a meal without straw before.
However, although the All-American weapons are powerful, their ammunition consumes too quickly, and they cannot carry enough with them.
Therefore, Yu Congrong had no choice but to deal with these American soldiers in hand-to-hand combat.
"yes!"
The soldiers of the fire platoon responded loudly, each quickly reached their own battle order, and launched an attack on the US military position.
Under the suppression of machine gun fire, the American soldiers hid in their positions and only dared to fire two shots from time to time.
When the first squadron inserted in the middle took out grenades and threw them into the US position, many US soldiers rushed out of the position without even bothering to grab their guns.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The brilliant flames of the grenade explosion suddenly appeared. Only a dozen or so US troops managed to escape from their position before the explosion.
"We can't continue the fight, retreat immediately...ah!"
Yodel, who was lucky enough to survive, was about to command a retreat when a flash of cold light flashed, and his aorta and flesh were torn open by a bayonet.
"Die to me!"
After Yu Congrong stabbed him again, Yoder fell heavily on the snow while holding the wound that was gushing blood.
The other fire platoon soldiers also held bayonets and stabbed the American soldiers in the chest like tigers entering a flock of sheep.
"puff--"
"puff--"
There was a muffled sound of bayonets penetrating flesh. Before many American soldiers could even wailed, they were kicked to the ground and a knife penetrated their hearts.
It only took a minute for the position to return to calm, and even the breathing of the American troops ceased to exist.
"Report to the platoon leader, all US troops on the outer positions north of Shuimen Bridge have been eliminated. Our army has won a great victory!"
Tieniu, who was covered in blood, gave a military salute and said quickly.
At the same time, the firepower platoon soldiers who had finished cleaning the battlefield stood proudly and looked at Yu Congrong with fighting intent.
"good!"
"Comrades, follow me and fight! Tear apart the last internal defense line of the American devils and blow up the Watergate Bridge!"
Yu Congrong roared loudly and pulled the bolt of Thomson's gun fiercely. The bullet shells that popped up hit the ground, making a crisp and continuous sound, like the sound of charge music.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The firepower platoon soldiers with high morale shouted, followed Yu Congrong, and charged towards the Watergate Bridge in a skirmishing battle formation.
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Watergate Bridge South
Lei Gong and others fired the mortar tube until it was red and hot, and countless explosive mushroom clouds spread all over the outer positions south of the Watergate Bridge.
"Platoon commander, we can't keep fighting anymore, it will explode!"
A veteran of the artillery platoon looked at Lei Gong and advised him in a low voice.
"It's almost time, Mei Sheng should be ready..."
Lei Gong calculated the time and looked at the US military position south of Watergate Bridge with a stern look in his eyes.
"The last round of bombing will give me momentum!"
"Turn two secret positions to the left, shoot three times quickly, plus an extended shot..."
"fire!"
With a fierce wave of Lei Gong's hand, the soldiers of the artillery platoon immediately stuffed the prepared mortar shells into the muzzles.
"Bang!"
The cannon ejected from the chamber, making a soft sound of metal friction, and white mist suddenly dispersed.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Another round of intensive bombing hit the feet of the American troops south of Shuimen Bridge, and the originally charred ground was once again burned red by the rising fire cloud.
The American soldiers cursed and covered their ears and hid close to their positions, waiting for the shelling to pass.
At first, they were still on alert, thinking that the 7th Interpenetrating Company would charge immediately after the bombing, like the volunteers in the past, and were unwilling to waste any round of shelling.
But they didn't expect that the artillery platoon that had captured a large number of artillery shells would be willing to bomb round after round, which stunned them all.
Therefore, US soldiers habitually hide behind bunkers and never show their faces again even after the shelling ends.
However, it was their relaxation of vigilance that gave Meisheng the opportunity to lead a sneak attack on the fast break.
"Step behind the artillery fire and kill!"
Mei Sheng led some elite soldiers and followed the mortar fire from the front and broke into the US position.
In the dark night, they actually completed an almost textbook coordination of infantry and artillery and reached the US military position.
"Grenade!"
Mei Sheng gave an order, and countless soldiers pulled out grenades and threw them towards the US military position.
After experiencing rounds of shelling, the US military suddenly saw the grenade dropped at their feet, and for a while they did not realize what was going on.
"Boom! Boom!"
The flames of the grenade explosion quickly enveloped them completely, and many American soldiers were blown into the sky.
"kill!"
Mei Sheng picked up his rifle, accurately killed two American soldiers who crawled toward the heavy machine gun, and led his troops into the American position.
"Da da da da da da..."
The elite volunteers at the front were all equipped with submachine guns, using extremely strong firepower to harvest the American soldiers on the position.
Followed closely by melee veterans with bayonets, they charged fiercely, stabbing all the fish that slipped through the net under the fire.
The U.S. military had already been annihilated by artillery shelling and grenades in large numbers. Now it was hit by a divine attack from heaven. Its morale collapsed instantly, and most of the U.S. soldiers were dispersed.
Amidst the hail of bullets, Mei Sheng and others slaughtered these American soldiers wantonly. The ground that was originally blackened by the explosion was instantly stained with blood.
Soon, except for a few American troops who escaped, Mei Sheng led his troops to annihilate all the American troops here.
"Grandma, it was so clean and neat, like a company commander!"
At this time, Lei Gong and his people rushed to support. Seeing the corpses on the ground, he said with emotion.
"Without further ado, immediately cooperate with Yu Congrong on the other side to attack the last line of defense inside the Shuimen Bridge and strive to succeed in blowing up the bridge tonight!"
Mei Sheng tightened his grip on the cold rifle, looked at the Watergate Bridge in the distance, and said firmly.
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Watergate bridge deck, on the last internal defense position
"What!? All the troops in our outer positions have been wiped out!"
A US military officer heard the words of the retreating troops and roared angrily.
"Asshole, are the volunteers on both sides God's troops? How could the fight be like this!"
"Commander Marshall's plan is for you to severely damage the volunteers with firepower, and then lure them in to fight! It's not for you to bury the army!"
After the US military officer roared loudly, his head became dizzy with anger and he almost fell to the ground.
"Sir!"
When several defeated soldiers who fled back saw this situation, they immediately stepped forward, helped the US military officer and shouted.
"Sir, the volunteers from both sides are pressing over and will launch an attack at any time. What should we do..."
On the other side, another US military noncommissioned officer ran over, looked into the distance, and said anxiously.
"Inform Chief Marshall that we can no longer weaken the effective strength of the volunteers and can only close the net in advance."
"As for whether our net can cover the fierce tiger of the Chinese army, it depends on God's arrangement..."
The US military officer sighed dejectedly, with a trace of worry flashing in his eyes, and gave the order helplessly.
Soon, a signal flare rushed into the sky at high speed, and a red light flashed in mid-air, clearly visible within a radius of several miles.
On both sides of the Watergate Bridge, there is a team of tanks and personnel carriers, which are quickly pressing towards the Watergate Bridge...
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