Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 39 Wu Wanli: Air superiority? Useless!
"Fuck you!"

"Guys, this Chinese sniper is no less of a threat than an ordinary company!"

"Radio, report the coordinates of that hilltop and call for air strikes. I don't want to say it a second time!"

The U.S. Army captain looked at the shocked soldiers and angrily cursed.

"Yes, sir!"

A U.S. Army communications soldier immediately adjusted the coordinates and reported the location of the hilltop.

Upon receiving the order, the US Air Force base immediately dispatched its fastest and closest bomber to carry out the mission.

On the top of the mountain

"Strange."

"Are those American devils just hiding behind their bunkers and not rescuing anyone, just watching their comrades wail and howl?"

Looking at the American troops below, Wu Wanli couldn't help but ask in confusion.

He certainly never imagined that he, a temporary sniper, could actually provoke the US military to deploy bombers.

"Something's wrong!"

Why is my heart beating so fast?

"Similar to last time, the threat comes from... the sky!"

"Oh no! Those American devils have no sportsmanship!"

"If it's just one person, bomb them with bombers!"

After the battlefield threat sensor activated again, Wu Wanli instantly understood what was going on.

He immediately grabbed his gun and ran as fast as he could down the hillside.

Just as he was about to run down the mountain, a faint silver streak broke through the azure tranquility of the sky.

The American bomber glided silently through the high sky like a giant silver eagle.

The sunlight refracted through the metal surface of the fuselage, creating glints of cold light, as if Death were flaunting his sharp scythe.

Suddenly, the bombers in the sky changed their attitude and swooped down.

The enormous engine roared like a raging sea, deafeningly loud.

Inside the fuselage, bombs fell from the sky like kites with broken strings.

The bombs traced arcs, accurately aiming at the target on the hilltop.

With a series of loud explosions, the hilltop was engulfed.

In an instant, smoke and debris flew everywhere, flames shot into the sky, and thick smoke billowed, leaving only a charred black landscape.

"so close!"

"Fortunately, there is a battlefield threat sensor."

"The American devils' air superiority is of little use to me."

Looking back at the devastation on the mountain, Wu Wanli couldn't help but sigh.

However, he quickly seized the opportunity and aimed at the direction of the US military.

A cheer erupted from the American troops.

"Guys, the Chinese army might have sharpshooters."

"But this is not terrible!"

"Under America's absolute air superiority, no Chinese can defeat us!"

The U.S. Army captain smiled slightly, smugly boosting morale.

Upon hearing this, the American soldiers joined in the cheers.

"Yes! You hit it!"

The American soldiers who had just called for reinforcements were extremely excited, standing up, waving their submachine guns, and cheering loudly.

"boom!"

A crisp gunshot rang out.

A wisp of white smoke rose from the muzzle of Wu Wanli's gun.

A blood-red hole appeared between the eyebrows of the U.S. Army communications soldier, like a red flower blooming silently.

His body stiffened for a moment, then he collapsed to the ground, powerless.

"It's also because these American devils didn't have a chance to watch 'Bright Sword,' otherwise they wouldn't have stood up."

"Wang Chengzhu, what a pity..."

Wu Wanli sighed, and while lamenting, he quickly changed to another cover.

This time, without even needing an order from the US captain, the US forces only hesitated for two seconds before unleashing a barrage of firepower.

Countless bullets, rifle grenades, and bazooka rockets were fired at the bunker Wu Wanli had just been in.

Before long, the tree trunks were riddled with bullet holes, like the dense wrinkles on the face of a weathered old man.

The soil was blasted apart by grenades and rockets, and gravel flew everywhere like a rainstorm.

Some still retained their scorching heat and carried the distinctive sulfurous smell of the battlefield.

However, Wu Wanli possessed god-like marksmanship, agility, and a stroke of luck. He fired one shot and moved to another location at lightning speed, and before long, he had killed three more American soldiers.

"Shit! Take cover!"

The U.S. Army captain was so angry he almost ground his teeth to powder, and roared.

The American soldiers were already terrified and quickly retreated to their bunkers.

"That's about it. The American commander must be furious."

"We can lure him away now!"

Wu Wanli smiled slightly, raised his Springfield rifle, and fired a few shots quickly.

The bullets pierced the hearts of the wounded American soldiers, killing them instantly.

After all, leaving a few burdens behind means that if the US military leaves some troops to guard the area and others to pursue them, they won't be able to wipe them out completely.

After the battle, Wu Wanli took advantage of the lull in the fighting and ran towards the ambush position of the Seventh Company in the rear.

At that moment, the U.S. Army captain was slowly emerging from his cover, using a tree branch to prop up a steel helmet.

He wanted to probe Wu Wanli's location, but the gunshots did not ring out for a long time.

"What?"

"Look, where are the Chinese snipers!"

The U.S. Army captain stroked his chin in confusion and spoke to a soldier.

The soldier swallowed hard, trembling, and poked half his head out, just in time to see Wu Wanli's figure in the distance.

"Sir! The Chinese Caesar sniper has escaped!"

The American soldier was overjoyed and said happily.

"Shit!"

"More than eighty fully armed soldiers, plus bomber support!"

"Several people died like that, and the Chinese sniper still got away?"

"Catch up with him!"

The U.S. Army captain could not accept this outcome and angrily gave the order.

"Yes, sir!"

The American soldiers paused for a second, then responded loudly.

In the snow, the American troops relentlessly pursued Wu Wanli.

Wu Wanli's feet sank into the cold snow, each step feeling like sinking into a deep ice cave, the biting cold penetrating to his very bones.

His heart pounded like a drumstick, his blood surging through his veins as if he wanted to escape this cold, desperate place.

The snowflakes were stirred up by his hurried footsteps, swirling around like a white storm.

Wu Wanli swiftly moved between various bunkers, dodging stray bullets that occasionally came from behind him.

They fought and retreated, killing two more American soldiers along the way, which thoroughly ignited the anger of the American troops.

Before long, the US troops finally entered the valley where the Seventh Company had ambushed them.

"Those American devils, do they really think that speed is this good with an agility bonus?"

"Finally, I don't have to slow down to fish them out anymore."

Upon realizing he had achieved his goal, Wu Wanli ran off at top speed into the distance.

On the top of the mountain

"Beautiful, Wanli!"

"Company Commander, if we don't fight, we'll be letting down Wu Wanli's desperate lure!"

Yu Congrong looked at the American troops below the valley and said with a smile.

"Not only that, look, even the American devils' formation is messed up."

"I guess they shot a lot of American devils, which angered them!"

Lei Gong laughed heartily and praised him.

"Excellent! Wanli has truly lived up to expectations!"

"Lei Gong, once the American devils get a little closer, blast them with the artillery!"

"Focus our bombing on the American devils' central region and cut them in two!"

"Then we'll unleash a barrage of firepower to wipe out the enemy, and then launch the charge!"

"Pinghe, Meisheng, you two lead the reconnaissance platoon to attack the right flank later."

"Yu Congrong and I will focus our attack on the left flank, while also providing support for Wanli."

A look of joy appeared in Wu Qianli's eyes, and he immediately gave the order.

"Yes!"

After the soldiers of the Seventh Company accepted the order, they all prepared for battle, their eyes fixed on the American troops below the mountain.

(End of this chapter)