"Company commander, be careful!"

Yu Congrong's eyes widened and he shouted anxiously to remind him.

Wu Qianli's heart tightened, and the fighting instinct in his heart made him feel a huge sense of crisis coming.

"boom!"

With a crisp gunshot, everyone in the seventh interleaved company looked at Wu Qianli nervously.

"ah--"

But the strange thing is that it was the American soldier who was hit in the body and screamed.

"Those who dare to do evil will die!"

Yu Congrong angrily rushed over and hit the American soldier on the head with the butt of his rifle. The man's brain was mixed with blood and exploded, killing him on the spot.

"Wu Wanli, who asked you to follow me here!"

Wu Qianli looked in the direction of the gunfire and saw that Wu Wanli was secretly following him.

"Brother, I beg you, I also want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. Look, I just saved you."

Wu Wanli pleaded with a somewhat guilty conscience. In fact, he had just aimed at the head of the American soldier. Unfortunately, his shooting skills were poor, but he was lucky, and he accidentally hit the American soldier's body.

"Everyone listen to the order and move quickly to join the friendly forces. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Wu Qianli first issued the order quickly, and then looked at Wu Wanli with a headache, wondering why he had forgotten this guy again, but forget it, it seems useful to follow him.

"Follow me quickly. What are you doing?"

Wu Qianli said, rubbing Wu Wanli's head and sighing.

"good!"

Wu Wanli followed him happily, fearing that Wu Qianli would rush him to escort the telegraph machine again.

"Company Commander! There are American troops coming over to make our dumplings. I will lead firepower to cover you. You rush over!"

Yu Congrong said loudly, raised the machine gun in his hand and fired at the US military. The gravel shot by the bullets injured several US soldiers, making the US military temporarily unable to raise their heads.

"Brothers, rush over!"

Wu Qianli knew that now was not the time to be pretentious. The fighter plane was fleeting. Taking advantage of this gap, he led his men to fight all the way to the friendly positions.

A middle-aged officer with a beard and a haggard face showed a happy face when he saw the arrival of Wu Qianli and others.

"Brother, which army are you from?"

As the middle-aged officer spoke, he also saluted Wu Qianli with a standard military salute to express his gratitude.

"We are a unit of the 7th Interpenetrating Company of the 80th Division of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army. We were originally performing a mission. When we saw that our brother troops seemed to have encountered some difficulties, we immediately divided our troops to support them."

Wu Qianli immediately responded with a standard military salute and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"The Seventh Interleaved Company? That sharp-knife force that stretches across the battlefield? Just come here! We are the Sixth Company of the 177th Regiment of the 59th Division of the 20th Army of the Chinese People's Liberation Army. We are being ordered to blow up the enemy's communication tower and cut off the enemy's communication."

"But you have also seen that the enemy's firepower was too fierce. Our people couldn't rush forward several times, but... many brothers were sacrificed..."

As he spoke, the man's eyes were a little red, and the dark circles under his eyes, which he had not slept for an unknown amount of time, were even more conspicuous.

"Brothers, you go to the other side and feign an attack. You must attract a lot of firepower from the US military. Leave the rest to us."

Wu Qianli patted the middle-aged officer on the shoulder and sighed.

"Okay, please. The explosives are in the bullpen next to the US Army's No. 3 position. After you get them, blow up the lighthouse. The mission will be completed."

The middle-aged officer once again paid a standard military salute to Wu Qianli. In addition to gratitude, there was also a trace of guilt in his eyes. Obviously this should have been completed by his own company, but unfortunately the casualties were too great, so he had to leave some for his own troops.

seed.

Wu Qianli looked at him and nodded heavily. At this time, Yu Congrong also caught up with the position, breathing heavily. Under the simple bandaging of his teammates, a blush gradually returned to his face.

However, this surprised him who didn't understand the bonus of ancient martial arts. After all, he felt that his healing speed had really become much faster.

"The entire company will rest for one minute and attack in one minute!"

Wu Qianli licked his chapped lips and even tasted a trace of blood. His hair was messy and smelled of gunpowder smoke. He was obviously a little embarrassed, but this did not affect the burning fighting spirit in his eyes.

A minute passed quickly. First, more than a dozen mortar shells pierced the sky, blooming into brilliant clouds of fire on the U.S. military position. The huge sound stirred up a cloud of dust and several U.S. military corpses.

The middle-aged officer took the lead and killed them, and the troops behind them also launched a feint attack. Sure enough, the U.S. Army poured in machine gun and submachine gun fire, and the shocking artillery fire shattered the bodies of many volunteers.

"Brothers, when we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win! Show us our sharp swords and let the American devils see the military might of my seventh intersecting company!"

Wu Qianli roared loudly, veins bursting out on his neck, and was the first to rush out of the position.

"kill!"

Yu Congrong yelled "kill" in a concise and concise manner, dragged his injured arm, and rushed out of the position without thinking about his own life. In a short while, he was over five thousand miles away.

A U.S. machine gun that was the first to react immediately turned its muzzle and fired at the 7th Insertion Company to block it. For a while, the momentum of the 7th Insertion Company's attack stalled.

"Um……"

A flying U.S. machine gun stray bullet hit Mei Sheng's shoulder. The huge impact was like a devil's hand, which violently grabbed Mei Sheng and threw him back. Mei Sheng groaned and fell down in pain.

He was lying on the ground, covering his left shoulder.

"boom--"

During the rapid movement, Wu Qianli raised his hand and fired another shot, but this time he was not so lucky. The shot missed and rubbed the machine gunner's shoulder. After all, no one can always hit the target with perfect accuracy.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

Three consecutive shots were fired, and the machine gunner was finally hit by one of the bullets and fell to the ground.

"The company commander is still good at marksmanship, hahahaha!"

Yu Congrong, who had just been crushed by a machine gun, fell to the ground in disgrace. Now he continued to charge as if he was liberated, and immediately smiled and complimented him.

Mei Sheng, who was lying on the ground, struggled to raise his head and glanced at Wu Qianli in surprise. Could it be that this kid went to practice marksmanship secretly?

However, before he had time to think about it, he was taken by two soldiers from the 7th Crossing Company and sent to the rear. When leaving, Mei Sheng still had a self-deprecating wry smile.

"Quick! Fire to stop them!"

The US military commander put down his telescope and cursed angrily.

"Sir, the enemy just used a cunning feint to deceive a salvo. We need some time to launch another artillery strike."

The soldier under his command sighed and said.

However, the seventh interleaved company had the speed boosted by ancient martial arts, which gave the US military no time to react. They rushed to the US military position and started hand-to-hand combat. The US military's so-called cannons were also declared ineffective.

"kill!"

Yu Congrong fired fiercely and stood in front of Wu Qianli, waving his bayonet and harvesting. Wherever the cold light of the blade touched, American heads were splashing with blood.

The friendly troops coming from the other direction also broke into the position, and the two groups of volunteers merged into one and charged towards the explosive pack in the cowshed.

"boom--"

After a while, the door of the bullpen was kicked open, and a middle-aged officer led by the friendly army's sixth company led two people to rush in first. Unexpectedly, several American soldiers with sharp blades had been waiting for a long time...


Chapter completed!