A signal flare soared into the sky at extremely high speed, and a bright red light flashed in mid-air, clearly visible within a radius of several miles.
"No, the US military has an ambush..."
Mei Sheng raised his telescope and frowned immediately when he saw this scene.
"Rumble--"
In the distance, amid the swirling pure white snow, a US heavy tank and two personnel carriers slowly approached.
The tank's thick gun barrel was turning towards the Watergate Bridge. The thick steel tracks crushed the snowdrifts in front, making a squeaking metallic sound at the same time.
The U.S. troops on the two personnel carriers at the rear had their bullets loaded and their safety guards fully on, nervously preparing for the coming battle.
"Fuck you! These useless bastards can actually allow the volunteers to retain such sufficient strength!"
In the cockpit of the troop carrier, Dale, a US military officer, raised his binoculars and saw the existing strength of the artillery platoon. He couldn't help but want to curse.
In the original U.S. military encirclement and annihilation plan, the U.S. military's watergate bridge outer defense line should have used its firepower advantage to annihilate a large number of artillery platoons and then pretend to retreat.
Then, after luring the volunteers deeper, they would send out signal flares and call for reinforcements. They would attack from both sides and annihilate the remaining volunteers in one fell swoop.
However, the U.S. military did not expect that the 7th Interpenetrating Company's offensive ability was so rapid that it suddenly tore apart the outer defense line of the Watergate Bridge.
What was originally an encirclement and annihilation battle from two sides turned into a critical situation on the defense line, and an urgent call for reinforcements was made to protect the Watergate Bridge.
"Hmph, that's fine, at most it's just to pay a little more and delay some time."
"In one hour at most, I will make all these volunteers bleed into rivers!"
Dale slammed the iron frame of the car window, looked at the volunteer army formation in front, a murderous look appeared in his eyes, and growled.
Watergate Bridge South
Lei Gong and others looked at the U.S. military reinforcements coming, and their expressions gradually became serious, feeling that it was very difficult.
"Instructor, the US military's Iron Bastard is too threatening. How about I take a few people to blow it up first?"
A veteran of the artillery platoon gritted his teeth, looked at the approaching US heavy tanks, and took the initiative to ask for help.
"No, the heavy tanks of the US military have extremely strong firepower, not to mention the escort of two elite US military vehicles."
"We are now being attacked from both sides and have no room to maneuver. The risk is too great."
Mei Sheng shook his head and rejected the proposal.
"Eh... Although we can survive for a while if we stay behind, our military strength will definitely be slowly worn away."
"If the U.S. military has not yet completed its pincer attack and attacks the inside with all its strength, there may be a chance to blow up the Watergate Bridge..."
Raikou tightened his grip on the cold rifle, looked in the direction of Watergate Bridge, and murmured in a low voice.
Everyone was shocked after hearing what Lei Gong said, and a trace of determination flashed in their eyes.
According to Lei Gong's style of play, it is indeed very possible to blow up the Watergate Bridge, but that would mean the destruction of the 7th Intermediate Company, and the bridge would be destroyed together!
In fact, in the history of the Battle of Watergate Bridge in the Korean War, the Volunteer Army had no choice but to use iron and blood to create such a tragic ending.
But now, the greatly changed 7th Interpenetrating Company has another choice!
"No, tell comrades, cheer up, hold your position, and try your best to delay."
"The company commander, Ping He and the others are still fighting with all their strength. As long as they break through the US military headquarters, we will still have a chance..."
Mei Sheng glanced at the location of the water pump room with expectant eyes and quickly organized the defense of the position.
Watergate Bridge North
Encountering the same situation, Yu Congrong also set up his heavy machine gun and ordered to hold the position with all his strength.
In the middle of the night, the body of the US heavy tank shook violently, and large-caliber artillery shells flew out.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Suddenly, snowflakes flew everywhere where the shell exploded, and countless flames flew wildly on the position of the 7th Interpenetrating Company.
At the same time, the U.S. military personnel carrier slowly stopped, and the U.S. troops on top quickly landed with guns in hand, and then, under the cover of tanks, they approached both ends of the Watergate Bridge.
The U.S. military on the inside of Watergate Bridge originally wanted to attack, but a large number of troops were wiped out on the outside. They could only set up guns and apply pressure with long-range shooting.
As a result, the 7th Interpenetrating Company and the US military troops entered into a tug-of-war and gradually reached a stalemate.
The key to turning the balance of victory depends on whether Wu Qianli and others can successfully break through the US military headquarters and complete the beheading operation...
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Upper level of the pump room (U.S. Army Watergate Bridge Command)
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A dull explosion sounded, the top of the water pump room trembled slightly under the action of the shock wave, and countless smoke, dust and sand rolled down.
"Cough cough cough cough cough..."
"Fuck you! Who can tell me what's going on outside!?"
U.S. Commander Marshall was choked and coughed repeatedly. He slapped the table with some anger and asked loudly.
"Report! The latest telegram has been sent from the front line. The Volunteer Army is attacking quickly and violently, violently tearing apart our army's outer defense line and annihilating all the outer defenders!"
"Under the current critical situation, the inside line has no choice but to launch signal flares in advance and request reinforcements from the ambush troops to protect the safety of Watergate Bridge!"
U.S. Army Adjutant Ball wiped the sweat from his forehead and said cautiously, feeling extremely shocked.
"What!?"
"How long did it take! Our outer defense line was torn apart by the volunteers?! And the defenders were completely wiped out!?"
Upon hearing this, U.S. Commander Marshall punched the table in anger and yelled at Ball.
"Sir, this volunteer army is different from the previous Chinese army. They have extremely strong firepower and..."
U.S. Army Adjutant Ball subconsciously took a step back and carefully explained the situation on the front line.
"I don't want to listen to explanations. Tell me, how long will it take for them to completely annihilate those volunteers?"
Marshall interrupted Ball and looked at him angrily and asked.
"Sir, if nothing else happens, the battle can be completely ended in two hours at the latest."
U.S. Army Adjutant Ball thought for a moment and gave a relatively conservative guess.
"Two hours? Well, I hope nothing happens again."
Marshall took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and spoke slowly.
"No! Didn't the volunteers come in under the water pump house? Why is there no movement at all?"
At the critical moment, Marshall clenched his fists very alertly and asked loudly.
"This...maybe our army has wiped out all those Chinese troops. I will send a message to inquire."
The U.S. Army adjutant Ball did not dare to irritate Marshall by saying bad things, and hurriedly ran to contact the troops below.
Not long after, Bauer, who had tried to contact him many times to no avail, slowly walked back, and the expression on his face became extremely ugly.
"Sir, the soldiers on the ground floor of our water pump house seem to have lost contact with us for nearly an hour. Maybe..."
As U.S. Army Adjutant Ball spoke, he couldn't help swallowing and glanced at Marshall carefully. The meaning was self-evident.
"No! Sir, we seem to have an ammunition depot below. If the Chinese army seizes it, the consequences will be disastrous."
Bauer suddenly remembered something, big beads of sweat kept falling, and his eyes were full of panic.
But at this time, Marshall no longer panicked, but slowly sat down, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
"Don't panic, Bauer. Actually, if you think about it carefully, although the direction of the battle is a little deviated, it is still under my control after all."
Marshall picked up the cold coffee on the table and drank it nonchalantly, his expression gradually regaining his composure.
"Sir, are you saying that by now, most of the ammunition depot has been moved?"
Bauer looked at Marshall suspiciously and asked in a low voice.
"The ammunition depot is equipped with explosives and detonating devices. As long as the Chinese troops enter or shoot inside, they will be shattered to pieces!"
"But I didn't expect to use this move..."
"Lieutenant Davis, take a team of soldiers down to check the situation. If there are any remaining enemies, annihilate them."
Marshall tried his best to look calm and said in a low voice.
There is no other way. If he continues to be irritable and panicked, I am afraid that all his subordinates will be panicked and their morale will be completely lost. How can they make a comeback?
"Don't worry, Chief Marshall, those Chinese troops will pay the price for their reckless behavior!"
Seeing Marshall strategizing, Davis gradually gained some confidence and patted his chest and said.
When Davis went down with dozens of American soldiers, Marshall quickly stood up from his seat.
"Bauer, listen, you have full command here now, and I will go to the No. 2 headquarters to take command."
Marshall said, immediately put on his coat and pistol, and led several soldiers to a dark house in the distance.
As a battlefield veteran, he has a clear understanding of the battlefield situation.
Once the Volunteer Army is given the opportunity to capture this commander, the US military's defense line at Watergate Bridge will almost collapse.
Therefore, Marshall simply abandoned the two teams of Davis and Ball to stall for time. The longer it delayed, the closer to victory.
"Sir Obu, you can't do this..."
Adjutant Ball subconsciously wanted to stop him, but Marshall glared back at him.
Seeing the figures of Marshall and others retreating away, Bauer's face darkened instantly, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.
He picked up the telescope on the table and observed the direction of Marshall in the distance. He did not put it down until he determined the location of the house where Marshall and others entered.
"Sorry God, he forced me to die first. I just kept the bargaining chip for survival."
U.S. Army Adjutant Ball looked at the swirling snow and murmured silently in his heart.
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Bottom of pump room
The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon did not know what was happening above. They were cleaning the battlefield, replenishing weapons and ammunition, and finishing off the surviving American soldiers.
Wu Wanli was no exception. He had just discovered an American soldier who was still alive in the corner. He had raised his shining bayonet and was about to stab him.
"Don't! Don't kill me! I have important information to tell you, sir!"
An American soldier begged loudly for mercy in slightly blunt Chinese.
Suddenly hearing that the US military could speak Chinese, Ping He was also attracted and looked at the US military in surprise.
"Bah, I said how could a foreign devil know Chinese? Turns out he is a traitor?!"
Wu Wanli took a closer look and saw that he had an Asian face. He was furious and was about to kill him with a knife.
"Don't worry, maybe he really has something to say. Let's ask the company commander to come over and make a decision."
The calm Pinghe stretched out his hand to stop Wu Wanli, and immediately sent someone to call Wu Qianli.
When Wu Qianli heard that there were Asian Americans in the US military who could speak Chinese and what important information there was, he immediately became interested and hurried over.
"Sir, don't kill me. I can exchange information for you."
The American American Asian saw Wu Qianli being surrounded and rushed towards him, and he quickly spoke.
"Hurry up and tell me if you have any information."
Wu Qianli looked at the American soldier coldly, put the bayonet against his aorta, and asked in a deep voice.
"I said, I said, don't do it!"
The American soldier's voice was slightly trembling with fear, as if he really wanted to live.
But the observant Pinghe frowned. When he saw the American soldier's eyes and body movements, he didn't seem to be truly panicked.
"We have an arsenal at the bottom of the pump house, which contains a large amount of weapons and ammunition, as well as detonators and other items for you to blow up the bridge."
After saying this, the American soldier slowly stood up and led Wu Qianli and others to a hidden corner.
I saw that there was a door slightly off in that corner.
You can see through the gap in the door that there is indeed an exposed heavy machine gun muzzle inside, as well as many brass bullets and grenades exposed in the air.
"Brother, this devil didn't lie to us, he really did!"
Upon seeing this, Wu Wanli showed a hint of excitement and couldn't help but want to rush forward.
"Wait! There's something fishy here!"
"Why aren't the weapons and ammunition in the arsenal wrapped in tarps?"
"Besides, why is it such a coincidence that it seems to be given to us?"
Wu Qianli grabbed Wu Wanli's arm and stared at the American soldier with cold eyes.
"Company commander, look below!"
Pinghe walked a few steps to observe and discovered the situation on the spot. He pointed to an inconspicuous lead under the door and said.
Everyone who followed took a look and immediately understood that this was a trap.
Once they break in, the explosives inside will inevitably detonate collectively, and they will all die without a burial place.
Thinking of this, everyone was frightened and looked at the American soldier with resentful eyes.
"Shit! Damn it, I want you to go to hell with me!"
Seeing that the incident was exposed, the American soldier simply got angry and wanted to snatch Wu Qianli's gun, then shoot and detonate the explosives.
"Hmph, looking for death!"
Wu Qianli looked at the advancing American troops, sneered, and kicked directly towards the chest of the American troops.
"Click——"
In an instant, there was a crisp sound of broken bones.
"Wow--"
After the American soldier fell to the ground, he just wanted to open his mouth and scream, but he spit out a mouthful of blood.
It turned out that Wu Qianli's kick just now broke his ribs, and even punctured his alveoli when he hit the ground, causing blood to flow up his trachea.
"Bah! You come to the Korean battlefield and want to harm us, go to hell!"
Wu Jin, a soldier from the reconnaissance platoon, cursed and stabbed him in the heart, killing him.
"Brother, since the ammunition depot is unusable, there are no valuable targets here."
"Let's kill them as soon as possible. If it's too late, we might as well change the situation of the battle."
Wu Wanli touched the captured grenade, looked at Wu Qianli and suggested.
"We have wasted some time. Now if we go up to kill them, we will probably bump into the American troops who are coming down. It will be a confrontation. That will take more time and cause greater losses."
Wu Qianli thought for a moment and calmly analyzed the battle situation.
"Pinghe, put an explosive pack and some grenades at the passage down, cover it with US military corpses, and remember to hide."
"Since the American devils want to blow us up quickly, let's use the same method to deal with them!"
Wu Qianli's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice.
"yes!"
Hearing this, Pinghe's eyes showed a trace of the joy of revenge, and he immediately agreed and ran away with the people.
Soon, a blasting trap made of explosive packets and grenades was ready, and it was also covered with the corpses of two American soldiers.
In order to be more realistic, Pinghe also added blood stains and some details. If the US military does not observe carefully, they will never be able to see it.
At this moment, a slightly chaotic sound of footsteps came from above the passage of the water pump room.
"Get ready, the American soldiers are coming down. This is probably the last reserve team of their command..."
Wu Qianli whispered, slowly raising the muzzle of the gun, and murderous intent filled the air.
"yes!"
The reconnaissance platoon soldier responded in a low voice, tightened his grip on the gun, and his eyes were as fierce as a tiger or a wolf...
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The computer is broken, so I guess the two months' royalties will have to be spent on it. For this chapter, I'd better go to an Internet cafe to get the boot code.
Oh, it feels uncomfortable......
Don't worry about the eunuchs. I haven't started writing the dungeons for the capture of Seoul and the landing in Japan yet, so I'm not willing to cut them.
(End of chapter)
