Chapter 60 Hard Choice

Author: a bayonet

Chapter 60 Hard Choice

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Accompanied by the muffled sound of a bayonet piercing flesh, Wu Qianli didn't know how many times he had dealt with the U.S. Army's rout in this way.

"Now the fighting at the first line of defense of the US military has gradually stopped. Without the cover of gunfire, we try not to make gunfire to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Wu Qianli wiped the blood spattered on his hands with his clothes, looked at Pinghe, and said slowly.

"Don't worry, company commander, comrades are very cautious, but the US troops should have been defeated and almost killed. Shouldn't we join up with Yu Congrong and the others?"

Pinghe looked at the corpses of several American soldiers lying on the ground and said with a little worry.

"It is indeed time to join forces and move forward to avoid long nights and dreams."

Wu Qianli frowned, looked at the sky that was about to turn into daytime, and couldn't help but sigh secretly. In fact, although this battle was fought beautifully, it did waste too much time.

When Wu Qianli mobilized the small combat map in his mind to find the location of Yu Congrong and the others, he found that the dynamic map showed that the two armies were quickly approaching, and they were not very far away from their positions.

"Reporting to the company commander, our scouts have found the location of the friendly forces, which is just 10 minutes away to the northeast of us. However, there is an unknown force near them, which is approaching quickly.

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At this time, a soldier from the reconnaissance platoon hurried over and said while breathing heavily, obviously reporting the news as quickly as possible.

"Continue to send two people to keep an eye on this troop, but be careful not to find anything particularly serious. Don't act rashly to avoid alerting the enemy."

Wu Qianli made a quick decision and decided to send people to keep an eye on them first. At the same time, he also asked the soldiers from other reconnaissance platoons to set off and approach at a rapid march in that direction.

As Pinghe walked, he touched the bullet he had just seized in his arms. Although he still didn't understand what happened, he understood Wu Qianli's intention.

It's nothing more than preparing for the worst. If this is a group of American troops, then it would be a good choice for them to pass by from behind. In this dark night, it would be a good choice to attack them from both sides and create chaos for them.

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But even though Wu Qianli had indeed made such a plan, he still frowned and looked at the sky worriedly. If he had a choice, he still didn't want to fight at this juncture.

This fight will produce a huge sound of gunfire, so let’s ignore it for the moment. However, according to the current time, once they are delayed and beaten until daytime, the US military reconnaissance plane will immediately discover them. By then, they will have great abilities.

, and could not escape the indiscriminate bombing by planes.

In addition, this is the hinterland between the two lines of defense of the US military. How could they tolerate the instability of such a unit? I am afraid that it will not be long before countless troops are sent to jointly strangle, surround and annihilate them.

"Why do I always feel that something is wrong with this matter? Even if there are still remaining broken troops from the US military gathered together, there is no way there will be such a number of people."

"And if the new US troops came to ambush, why would they show up now? The battle is almost over."

Just when Wu Qianli was thinking hard, the reconnaissance platoon, through a rapid march, had already reached the front of this suspicious force.

However, what Wu Qianli did not expect was that this army, which was composed of captured volunteer soldiers, captured U.S. military weapons and equipment, and helmets and uniforms, would actually show such combat effectiveness.

In addition, the night was long, and the scouts did not dare to get close to observe such a sudden force, so as to alert the enemy. This led to everyone's misunderstanding and thought it was other American troops.

On the other side, the soldiers in the volunteer prisoner camp were also thinking about their current situation with puzzled faces. Obviously, they did not have the God's perspective of a small dynamic map like Wu Qianli. They were in the dark night and they had just gained freedom.

, now obviously confused.

"Instructor Wang, aren't we going to support the comrades of the Volunteer Army? Why do we seem to be surrounded now?"

Hu Dajun, who temporarily served as the platoon leader of the volunteer prisoner camp's reconnaissance platoon, pinched his chin and asked with some confusion.

"Oh? We are surrounded. How many enemy troops are there and where they are? What is their firepower and equipment? Are there any traces of our friendly troops?"

Although Instructor Wang was detained by the US military for a long time, he still kept a clear head when he returned to the battlefield and asked a series of key questions.

"Our people didn't dare to get too close, and it was too dark to see clearly."

"The main reason is that the defeated American troops have been almost wiped out and the gunfire has stopped, but suddenly a group of troops rushed behind us. I really don't understand why."

Hu Dajun rubbed his dark, frozen face, which was covered with quilt, and blinked his eyes the size of mung beans. He couldn't figure it out, so he simply cast his gaze on Instructor Wang.

"Now that we are still unclear about the enemy, we must remain vigilant no matter what, and let all comrades keep their bullets loaded and prepare for the worst."

Instructor Wang asked his volunteer soldiers to stay vigilant and also told them not to shoot unless absolutely necessary.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise in the distance and some chaos. When Instructor Wang saw it, he immediately frowned and walked quickly over to check the situation.

When Instructor Wang came closer, his eyes widened instantly. He saw a familiar figure, but he was not sure whether he recognized his mistake or not.

"There is a misunderstanding. Put down your guns. The guns in our hands are used to fight American devils. There is no point in pointing them at our own comrades."

I saw it was Yu Congrong's Tieniu, shouting at the top of his lungs. He was afraid that the black muzzles pointed at him would accidentally cause the gun to go off and die in the hands of his own people. That would be really frustrating.

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It turned out that everyone in the 7th Intermediate Company had decided to fight to the death and was unwilling to abandon the 5,000-mile journey and advance.

But at this moment, Yu Congrong suddenly remembered the volunteer prisoner camp he rescued. Maybe it happened to be the armed force composed of the weapons they captured.

However, Yu Congrong did not dare to guarantee that those people were the ones, so he simply asked Tieniu, who had already dealt with and met the volunteer prisoner camps, to lead several soldiers from the fire platoon to rush in for investigation.

When the volunteers here saw them sneaking over, they thought the enemy was about to shoot. If they hadn't seen Tienniu's yellow skin and his fluent Chinese, they would have been hesitant and not pulled the trigger.

At the same time, some people in the army recognized Tieniu and hurriedly helped to explain. It became a bit confusing. Then instructor Wang came over to check, and that's when the scene just happened.

"According to that, the troops in front are members of your seventh interleaving company, so are the troops in the back the enemy troops?"

Instructor Wang was very vigilant at first and asked his soldiers to turn their defensive focus backwards. At the same time, he imitated Tieniu and sent people to observe closely. Finally, he found out that it was Wu Qianli and Pinghe from the 7th Interleaving Company.

After understanding the situation, the three troops all breathed a long sigh of relief, lowered their guard, merged into one, rested on the spot, and enjoyed this rare peaceful time.

"Brother, it's good that you're okay. We had just killed that tough nut. We all went to chase the defeated soldiers. Unexpectedly, you led the reconnaissance platoon to fight with the US military again, and then suddenly disappeared. I thought you were out of touch.

What happened?"

Seeing his brother returning safely, Wu Wanli couldn't help but rush up to him, hugged Wu Qianli hard, and at the same time hit his back with his fist, laughing and saying how many enemies he had defeated.

"Company Commander, according to our battle plan, I first rescued our friendly prisoners, came out, and rushed to the battlefield to support you. It would be better for you to secretly kill all the American Japanese behind my back."

Yu Congrong raised his hands and said half-jokingly. Of course he was happy after winning the battle, but it made his fire platoon soldiers feel a little unsatisfied and resentful like little daughters-in-law.

"The fighter planes on the battlefield are so wonderful. You can't find a latrine. The blame for the shit is on our company commander. It's obviously because you are too slow, hahaha."

While laughing and joking, Mei Sheng handed out the American cigarettes one by one to the people nearby. Everyone picked them up as usual and lit the cigarettes with the matches stolen by the American soldiers.

For a moment, the snow was filled with smoke, and several old smokers gathered together, smoking cigarettes and talking about the battle with cheerful smiles.

Only Instructor Wang took it slightly awkwardly, listening to the people from the seventh interleaved company talking about him vividly.

The hand he was holding the match was a little unsteady, and he accidentally broke the match. Fortunately, the sharp-eyed Wu Qianli noticed his state, and quickly helped him light it, and patted his shoulder with a smile.

But now Instructor Wang is like a poor student in the class. In front of a group of top students, he faces the answers to this exam with them. The top students all smile and say that the final question is so simple, but he can only be embarrassed.

Laughing with you.

"It's so bullying. Why did they defeat the American soldiers just like they attacked the Chinese army, but I was unlucky and accidentally became a prisoner of the American army? Alas."

Instructor Wang thought in his mind and sighed secretly. He was already a little shocked when he heard that Wu Qianli, with more than two platoons of troops, had given a chance to the American army that was almost twice his own size.

When he heard that Wu Qianli, with dozens of people, dared to pretend to be the US military and get close to the US military reinforcements that were three times his own, he stared blankly at the sky, even put the cigarette aside, and gently massaged it with his fingers.

My own walnuts, I wonder what is happening to this world.

Finally, when he heard that Wu Qianli, with such a small number of soldiers from the reconnaissance platoon, was surrounded by the US military, he counterattacked and defeated the US military, and finally ate all the American soldiers. He was already a little numb, so he simply laughed to cover up his feelings.

The embarrassment in my heart.

"Instructor Wang, let's try this cigarette. After all, it's all American ghosts who know that if you don't smoke, it's useless. Although they are not very good at fighting, they are still good at making these cigarette and alcohol gadgets."

Wu Qianli also understood at this time that the constant chatter of the crowd put some pressure on the friendly commander. He simply changed the topic slightly and invited Instructor Wang to continue tasting American cigarettes.

"Hey, I'm smoking, I'm smoking, you keep talking, I'm listening."

Instructor Wang smiled and nodded to 5000 Miles, then hurriedly picked up the cigarette that had just been put aside, opened his mouth and continued to smoke.

"Hiss~"

When Instructor Wang put the cigarette to his lips, he suddenly felt so hot that he dropped the cigarette to the ground, and then took a breath of cold air. It turned out that he accidentally took the cigarette upside down, and the hot cigarette butt was just right.

It burned his lips.

Everyone in the 7th Intersection Company saw the embarrassing state of the prince's party members, and they did not continue to talk about the battle process. Instead, they asked them about their situation in the US military with some sympathy.

"Come on, Instructor Wang, and Brother Hu Dajun, try some of Meijun's canned luncheon meat. Don't think about the bad things that happened before. In the future, just beat up more American devils to vent your anger."

Yu Congrong very proudly took out two cans of luncheon meat that he had collected in his arms and distributed them to them. At the same time, Wu Qianli also called to his soldiers and shared some of the captured food with them.

"Okay, then thank you, comrade. I'm greedy, so you're welcome."

Hu Dajun took the can, pried it open with a bayonet, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

Instructor Wang looked at the slightly embarrassed wolves under his men, but he did not feel ashamed. Instead, he looked at them distressedly, and at the same time thanked Wu Qianli and others repeatedly.

"These American devils have really gone too far, but it's okay, you are free now and don't have to suffer from that anger anymore."

As Wu Qianli spoke, he looked at the friendly volunteer soldiers who were all injured, and some of them had swollen and purple bruises on their faces and were frantically eating the food in their hands.

"Actually, to be fair, the US military was not very good to us at the beginning, but the basic treatment of prisoners was not any worse than ours."

Instructor Wang thought for a moment, and instead of saying that the U.S. military was brutal in all aspects just because they were the enemy, he talked about the situation very calmly.
To be continued...