Chapter 89 The collapse of the US military defense line (please subscribe!)

Author: a bayonet

Chapter 89 The collapse of the US military defense line (please subscribe!)

The thick gunpowder smoke scorched the bunkers of the U.S. defense line black, and behind the walls that were riddled with bullets, the wounded U.S. soldiers were quietly bandaging themselves.

In order to boost morale, U.S. commander Wilson mobilized most of the troops on the defense line and counterattacked them, leaving only some old and weak soldiers left on the defense line.

In the darkness, Pinghe slowly raised the muzzle of his sniper rifle, and the crosshair of the optical sight was pointed at a US military noncommissioned officer stationed at the defense line.

The machine gun firepower points that used to be all-powerful on the US military defense line were basically unprepared for the soldiers of the 7th Interpenetration Company behind them. Pinghe set valuable targets on these grassroots non-commissioned officers of the US military.

"To deal with these old and weak remnants of the US military, there is no need for us to make such a big noise and ask our comrades to put bayonets on them."

Wu Qianli held the muzzle of Pinghe's gun, slowly lowered it, and said with a smile.

Yu Congrong had just attracted the U.S. troops out, and Wilson and his large U.S. troops did not pursue them very far.

If the U.S. military discovers that the rear defense line has been stabbed at this time, it will definitely turn around and counterattack immediately.

How could the twenty-odd reconnaissance platoon soldiers next to Wu Qianli hold such a large position?

Even if Yu Congrong led the fire platoon and assault platoon to counterattack and annihilate the U.S. troops, it would only fray their muscles and bones, and would not achieve the system mission of completely collapsing the U.S. military's defense line.

Under Wu Qianli's order, a glinting bayonet was installed on the Garand rifle they replaced.

"The original mission team was changed to an assassination team. Each team was responsible for two positions. After three minutes, they quickly annihilated the US military and gained dominance over the US military's defense line."

Wu Qianli whispered while wiping the dark red shiny military spurs with his military cotton uniform.

The twenty-odd soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon nodded one after another, divided into eight teams in groups of three, and moved towards various positions to kill silently.

However, the soldiers on the US military position were not aware of it. At most, they arranged their ammunition chains and guns in their hands, and then remained silent.

Many wounded soldiers with missing arms and legs stared blankly at the battlefield littered with corpses. They had obviously lost the fighting spirit of the elite aces of the US military.

"Use the god-level hidden experience card."

Wu Qianli muttered silently in his heart, and the system's reward bonus immediately came into play.

The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon who dispersed felt that the faint sounds of their steps on the snow were being concealed, and everyone's aura seemed to have calmed down a lot.

Although the US military positions were always filled with old and weak soldiers with low morale, Wu Qianli did not dare to slack off at all. Their numbers were inherently disadvantageous and they could not tolerate any mistakes.

"There's still about a minute left..."

Wu Qianli silently looked at the watch in his hand that was obscured by snow and fog, and thought to himself.

At this moment, Wu Qianli had already led two soldiers from the reconnaissance platoon to the back of a US military position.

The distance was so close that Wu Qianli could clearly see a dent made by grenade fragments in the fine lines of the helmets on the heads of the American soldiers.

But he was still wearing a white cloak and was lying on the snow. He was waiting for about three minutes before taking action.

This will allow the originally planned reconnaissance platoon soldiers to cause maximum damage to the US military at the same time.

And if the time is staggered too much, the US military in other positions will definitely notice the abnormality and become alert, and the advantage of the surprise attack will be greatly weakened.

"Now, do it now!"

Wu Qianli turned his fist into a palm and slashed hard into the air in front of him, representing a combat gesture of immediate attack.

Wu Qianli took the lead in targeting the U.S. military veterans who were maintaining vigilance on the position, and quickly rushed forward.

The bayonet in his hand had a slight upward angle and pierced the back chest of the American veteran fiercely.

The U.S. military veteran was carefully observing the situation ahead. The next second, his chest was penetrated by a bayonet with a huge impact. The splashing blood dyed the white snow under his feet red.

"There is an enemy..."

The U.S. military veteran was trying to use his last strength to pick up the gun and pull the trigger on alert.

However, Wu Qianli twisted the military thorn in his hand to the right, and his beating heart lost its vitality after struggling for a few seconds.

Other U.S. troops who reacted wanted to resist, but some were cut to the throat by two soldiers from the other reconnaissance platoon.

Some were directly kicked over by Wu Qianli's sharp kick, and the shining bayonet penetrated the hearts of the American soldiers from the sky, killing them.

In just over twenty seconds, all the American troops on a small position were wiped out.

At the same time, other assassination teams also took away the lives of thirty or forty American soldiers with swords and swords. The splattered blood stained the charred courtyard wall with a bright red.

"Fuck you! Damn volunteer army sneak attack!"

A US military noncommissioned officer who survived by chance looked at these ghosts in white cloaks and then at the dozens of extra US military corpses on the ground, and he became angry.

At this moment, the U.S. military was at a disadvantage in terms of military power on the position, so he didn't care about any accidental injuries. He immediately picked up the submachine gun on the side, pointed it in the direction of Wu Qianli, and was about to pull the trigger.

"boom--"

The sound of a crisp but slightly faint gunshot rang out. The US military noncommissioned officer looked at the bloody hole in his chest and slowly fell down in disbelief.

Wu Qianli slowly put down the Colt M1911 pistol in his hand, the fine white smoke from the muzzle still lingering.

Just now, he pulled out the pistol from his waist in a few tenths of a second, and was able to kill the American soldier instantly.

When fighting in close combat on US military positions, submachine guns and rifles with powerful intelligence are rarely used because of fear of accidentally injuring teammates.

The pistol, which has weak kinetic energy and cannot easily penetrate the soldier's body and continues to fly bullets, has become a weapon in close combat.

"Eliminate all the American devils on the battlefield. Those who are not dead or pretending to be dead will be given a good blow."

Wu Qianli spoke in a deep voice to the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon, and ordered that he also join the ranks.

A few minutes later, more than 70 old, weak and disabled soldiers on the US defense line were cleared away by them.

This US military position that Yu Congrong and others had not captured for a long time was now occupied by more than 20 people from Wu Qianli and others.

"Company Commander, the American soldiers who rushed out will soon sense something is wrong and pull back."

"Reinforcements from the American army may also arrive. We cannot stay here for too long, otherwise we may be attacked from both sides by the US military. We will not be able to escape even if we want to."

After occupying the position, Pinghe didn't have much joy on his face. Instead, he frowned and calmly analyzed the situation on the battlefield at this moment.

"I know the risks, but this is a rare opportunity."

"But if we give up now and try to break through this line of defense later, we don't know how many comrades will be killed or injured."

A trace of solemnity appeared on Wu Qianli's face, which was so frozen by the frost, but he still clenched his fists and decided to take the risk and stay.

"Everyone should put aside the rifles and submachine guns in their hands. Everyone should find a machine gun to block the retreat of the American devils. When they get close, let them have a good drink."

As Wu Qianli spoke, he helped up a US military m1919a6 heavy machine gun that had been thrown aside.

He patted the ice and snow covering the machine gun's air hole with his red and swollen hands, and placed it in the center of the US military's retreat route.

Although it was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of the number of troops, he believed that with these two dozen machine guns alone, it could definitely seal the retreating routes of all American troops.

If he is given enough time, it is not impossible to cooperate with Yu Congrong to annihilate this large US military force.

You must know that in the Battle of Guadalcanal in the Pacific War, American soldier John Basilone annihilated nearly 2,000 Japanese troops with two machine guns.

Wu Qianli led the reconnaissance platoon to seize the US position, and just as he was waiting for the US troops to retreat and hit the guns, the US frontline commander Wilson also noticed something was wrong.

Although the volunteers in front of them seemed to have lost their armor, some soldiers could even show panic on their faces.

However, they seemed to be retreating at such a speed that they had been preparing for it for a long time. No matter what, they could not catch up, and not one of them ran in the wrong direction.

"After the last round of rocket bombardment, return to the position immediately."

Wilson frowned as he looked at this group of rabbit-like volunteers, helplessly shook his head and prepared to retreat.

"call out--"

"call out--"

More than a dozen rockets, with a trace of white exhaust gas, followed a precise trajectory and flew towards the rear of Yu Congrong and others.

"boom!"

The huge explosion set off bursts of flying snow, and some very unlucky fire platoon soldiers were directly blown aside.

When the comrades rushed forward to carry the wounded away, they found that their mouths were constantly vomiting blood, and it was obvious that they were no longer able to survive.

"Grandma, just let you American devils be arrogant for a while, you will suffer a lot later, bah——"

Seeing the comrades around him sacrificed in this way, Yu Congrong couldn't help but itched his teeth with hatred, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the snow beside him.

"retreat!"

When U.S. Army Commander Wilson saw the miserable situation of the volunteers, he couldn't help but have a proud smile on his lips.

However, he did not intend to continue fighting, but directly issued an order for the entire army to retreat.

However, when the U.S. military retreated, the original expectation that the volunteers would pursue and kill them for a while, forcing them to fight and retreat, did not occur.

Instead, Yu Congrong continued to retreat with the soldiers from the fire platoon and assault platoon, and opened a small distance from them.

"Could this group of tenacious volunteers be repelled like this?"

Wilson was not happy at first, but had a lot of doubts in his mind. However, he decided to seize the time to retreat. It was safer to return to the position than it is now.

Looking at the volunteers retreating like a tide, the American soldiers did not have as many thoughts as Wilson. They all showed expressions of relief and surprise, and some even cheered quietly.
To be continued...