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Chapter 141 The Warrior Bathed in Blood on the Eastern Mountain Peak Part [-]

Song Weiguo: "Come up!"

Xu Qing saw it.On the steep hillside covered in scattered ice and snow, black and white, these soldiers were bent over, they were very careful, and they were launching an offensive in a scattered manner.

There is still some distance to the top of the snow peak.

Xu Qing held his breath: "Wait a little longer, come closer, come closer."

Familiar formation, familiar formation.

He knew that the one who launched the attack on the opposite side should be Lieutenant Nicholas under the battalion commander Miles of the counter-offensive task force in Xiajieyu.

The several hills in this area are the main vein of Dongshan, occupying the position of the main peak in the geographical sense, and after the U.S. military has successively reinforced them in the past two days, they have captured several hills near Dongshan.Here they are the next key point that must be contended for.

100 m.

80 m.

50 meters...

"get ready……"

Xu Qingmao can see with a pair of eyes, at this distance, it is already within the grenade throwing range that the Marine Corps is used to.

The first platoon, Lieutenant Nicholas, took the lead.It was not the first time that the lieutenant had dealt with Xu Qing, the more he went up, the more he could feel the quietness of the nearby positions.

The adjutant beside him said at the right time: "The trenches are gone, and those fortifications are gone. Will the Chinese be killed?"

Lieutenant Nicholas did not speak, but stretched out his hand.

The soldiers behind stopped one after another, then hid on the slope of the hillside and squatted down, their guns continued to point at the hill.From their point of view - there is nothing there, as if there is only a piece of black soil.

But only the soldiers who survived the attack in the past few days understand that this is all an illusion of the Chinese.

They are not stupid, let alone idiots.

Understand that these Chinese soldiers who sniped them are by no means the kind of people who have nothing to eat—they always have a tenacious and amazing fighting will, and they will always emerge from every corner they think there will be no one.

Nicholas made a gesture, holding it upward.

brush!
Then a cavalry commander waved the flag instantly, and the soldiers behind received the order one by one, and then took out the grenade from their chests, preparing to pull the ring, and the heavy machine gun was also placed at a moderate angle, and the machine gunner began to prepare with sweaty palms. middle……

They are also very nervous.Such battles with the mountains happened every day, and although more of the vassal troops died, the Marine Corps also suffered casualties.

Nicholas looked at the silent high ground and waved his hand: "Fire!"

At the same time, Xu Qing also saw their movements, waiting for the moment when they touched the grenade with their hands, the team froze for a few tenths of a second and there was a short gap.

He also blew the Osprey whistle in an instant:

"Fire--"

The two sides coincidentally carried out the first round of firefight today at the distance of 50 meters up and down!
The U.S. Marine Corps moved a little slower, and the soldiers of the Seventh Company fired all kinds of weapons in their hands. The sound of machine guns, rifles, and Lei Gong's cannons first sounded from the mountain, and soon became one.

The South Korean puppet army that Nicholas threw at the head immediately fell down a large piece, and each body burst into bright red blood in the black sand and barrage all over the sky, and fell down on the hillside.

They fell, and the U.S. troops behind them also fired, and the violent gunfire rang out on the hillside.

The two sides knew it well, no one exclaimed, they just exhausted all their strengths and exchanged fire towards the place where there were people with fire.

"Bang" sound.

Xu Qing was shooting, but his accuracy and shooting technique were already well-known by the US military.

Not long after he fired, Lieutenant Nicholas called out again: "There's the sniper! Attack there..."

So another row of Mao Mao's soldiers behind the sandbags on the mountainside rushed out, and more than 30 people attacked Xu Qing's direction.

Pop, pop, pop!
The gunshot rang out loudly, shaking Xu Qing's ears. Dozens of hundreds of bullets flew towards him instead of going to other places. During the process of howling and tearing in the air, he could even Feeling the steaming and bitter heat, it flew past his scalp!

Many of the small mounds hit in front of him, some of them had even pierced through the soil layer and approached his body.He was also slightly frightened into a cold sweat, quickly got down on the ground, and quickly rolled to the side in the small trench.

Then he blew the whistle and called Song Weiguo: "Don't stay with me, keep your distance!"

The surrounding soldiers of the Seventh Company didn't see the situation on his side, but they could see a platoon of American troops over there concentrating fiercely in one direction, and they all understood.

Yu Congrong: "Cover over there! Cover!"

At this time, in fact, there is not a lot of bullets for real fire suppression and cover, and everyone can only shoot as much as possible.

Taking this opportunity, Xu Qing had already escaped from the hiding place just now, while the soldiers over there were still shooting in a large area like a battered dirt bag.

"These people remember eating but not beating."

He was also annoyed.

If it wasn't for the lack of bullets, if it wasn't for the lack of aircraft and cannons, how could these people target him!

After Xu Qing found a good position, he took off the two sniper rifles on his back, and threw them to Song Weiguo after shooting one: "Reload!"

Then he picked up another gun and fired again.

"boom!!!"

A series of loud noises, the gunshots were especially discernible in the hail of bullets, and they shot at the soldiers who were bending over and squatting at the foot of the hill, behind the rocks on the hill.

Now they also know that the U.S. military may not necessarily retreat when they beat those South Koreans, but if many Americans are killed, their commander-in-chief may hesitate and retreat.

So there was such a strange scene on the battlefield: the South Korean soldiers in the front row often worked crazily but were not thankful, and the number of fallen was not as many as at the beginning, while the American soldiers in the rear were frantically shrinking their heads and squeezing back , because every now and then a bullet hit their helmets through a gap that came out of nowhere.

"Crack!" After a sound.

From time to time, blood burst in the helmets of soldiers one by one. Thanks to the inertia of the bullets, the owners of these heads swayed back, their bodies seemed to be soft, and they fell heavily on the ground. On the slopes!

It wasn't the first time the soldiers saw it these days, and they were even used to it, but they still couldn't hide the fear in their eyes - as long as they saw someone's head tilted back slightly, they knew... this colleague was hopeless.

"Soldiers, keep shooting! No backing off..."

There is a slight restlessness in the battle team sequence, but they are still calm and indifferent under the command of the commander, which is the instinct of survival.Only by killing these Chinese enemies can they leave Xiajieyuli alive and return to the United States alive.

When Xu Qing kept firing bullets, he could also feel the fear and shrinking in the eyes of those soldiers, but he didn't retreat.

These marines have their own shooting indicators, and they must empty out all the bullets they carry up the mountain, otherwise they will die when they go back.

Less than half an hour into the battle, the firepower of the Volunteer Army has weakened significantly, because everyone's bullets are running out, so they can only use sparingly.

He could see that the two machine gun squads led by Guang Fusheng on the hill to the west had put away their machine guns.Because the bullet has bottomed out, the only way to hit him is to get close to the bayonet, and this is not what Xu Qing wants to see.

He hastily blew his whistle: "No impact! No impact! All keep the formation..."

(End of this chapter)