Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

James tore off his hat and threw it on the ground, stomping and cursing.

He was very angry that the Volunteer Army was so cunning that they would not give him a chance to fight back if they fired a shot and changed places.

If it continues to drag on, it is very likely that the entire convoy will be attacked by volunteers.

In desperation, James had no choice but to withdraw the order to search up the mountain, and ordered the vehicles that could move to tow away the paralyzed tanks and howitzers on the road, clear the road, and let the convoy behind continue to move forward.

At the same time, he also used the walkie-talkie to call the commander of the rear convoy, reminding them to be vigilant and prevent being attacked by volunteers on the mountain.

Changing ambush locations one after another, the artillery platoon fighters on the west side have destroyed more than forty heavy firepower equipment of the enemy.

Due to continuous surprise attacks by the Volunteers, the Mi Army's convoy has fallen into a state of complete paralysis, and it is impossible to move forward when it is blocked on the road.

The commanders of the various ministries that were attacked were doing the same thing as James, mobilizing vehicles that could move to drag the bombed tanks and howitzers away to clear the road.

At this time, Lei Gong had led the soldiers to the fourth ambush point two kilometers away from the first ambush point.

Lei Gong loaded the last rocket into it, licked his dry lips and said, "After firing this round, we will withdraw!"

When he carried the bazooka on his shoulder and aimed at the enemy's target, the premonition of danger that he had cultivated over the years in the battlefield instantly hit his whole body.

"No, hurry up!"

It was too late to fire, Lei Gong shouted, got up and ran to the side, but it was still a step too late.

The rice army troops that had received James' warning in advance had already been ready for battle, and the barrels of more than a dozen tanks and howitzers were all aimed at the mountain.

Just when Lei Gong sensed the danger, the enemy had already opened fire.

More than a dozen shells roared in and landed on the hillside.

Although he didn't aim deliberately, the power generated by the explosion of the cannonball still knocked several soldiers who were a step slower to the ground.

The intensive artillery strikes formed an encirclement circle, and the soldiers couldn't rush out at all.

A wave of air hit from his back, Lei Gong felt as if he had been hit by a car, his body plunged uncontrollably into the snowdrift a few meters away, and he temporarily lost consciousness.

When he woke up, another shell fell not far away, and the air wave lifted him out of the snowdrift and fell hard to the ground.

After the enemy's indiscriminate artillery strikes stopped, Lei Gong, who was lucky enough to escape, struggled to get up from the ground. The place where he had ambushed before had been blown into a big pit, and the soldiers fell in pieces in the pit.

After he crawled over to check, he found that some soldiers were not breathing, and some were still alive, but their bodies were covered with cuts and bruises.

Due to the subject of first aid on the battlefield during training, Lei Gong hurriedly tore off the white cloth used for camouflage behind his back, and tore it into strips to bandage the wounds of the soldiers.

"Platoon leader, we probably won't be able to go back like this, so we might as well fight, and it's worth killing a few more foreign devils."

A soldier whose right leg was blown off fumbled for a grenade from his arms, and said decisively.

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Their rocket launchers were basically destroyed in the artillery fire just now, and the only ones that could be used as weapons were these hand grenades.

Lei Gong hesitated. Counting himself, there were 16 artillery platoon soldiers who came to the west to carry out the mission this time, and eight of them had already been sacrificed, and the rest were all wounded.

If you rush down the mountain desperately, you may be able to kill a few enemies, but these people don't want to go back alive.

He is not afraid of death, he has been in the army for 20 years, and he has lost his life countless times on the battlefield.

But he is not reconciled, he has not seen the real rise of the Dark Blade, the growth of Qiao Lin, and the victory of the battle.

He suddenly realized that he still had a lot of things that he couldn't let go of.

"Preserve yourself first, kill the enemy later!"

Lei Gong remembered what Qiao Lin had told everyone more than once.

The number of Dark Blades is too small, everyone is extremely precious, don't easily trade your life with the enemy, they are not worthy.

"No, those who can move give each other hands, let's withdraw!"

Lei Gong endured the pain from the wound, picked up the soldier whose leg had been blown off, and walked towards the forest.

As long as you are alive, there is hope for everything. As long as you are still alive, Dark Blade is there, Qilian is there!

The sneak attack by the artillery platoon caused great trouble to the Mi Army, and the convoy several kilometers long was blocked on the road and could not move.

It took more than two hours for the road to be completely cleared, and the Mi Army convoy, which was severely damaged before it even made a move, was able to move on.

These more than two hours were very long. After the artillery platoon soldiers who went to the east to attack the enemy came back, they couldn't wait for Lei Gong's news.

Qiao Lin is not a god, he can't know all the situations well, as time passed, his originally calm heart became tense again.

"Could something be wrong?"

Wu Qianli bit his lip and kept walking back and forth.

On the battlefield, anything that happens is not an accident, and death is a normal thing. Even Qiao Lin, he can't guarantee that he will survive.

"Send someone to take a look!"

It's not appropriate to send troops to conduct repeated investigations temporarily, but Qiao Lin still couldn't let Lei Gong and the others go after struggling again and again, so he decided to send someone to the west to check.

"If we can get out alive this time, I would like to make a suggestion to the boss to expand the strength of our Dark Blade. If there are fewer people, it will be difficult to do things."

Qiao Lin said to Wu Qianli, he didn't know whether he was making a wish or trying to ease his mood.

"It's back, it's back!"

Half an hour later, eight artillery platoon soldiers covered in blood appeared in front of Qiao Lin with the support of others.

"Report to the instructor, the task is completed!"

Lei Gong raised his right hand as a military salute, and after finishing his sentence with difficulty, he fell to the ground with a crash.

"Hurry up and carry them into the cave!"

Qiao Lin picked up Lei Gong and shouted loudly.

In the process of treating these wounded soldiers, Qiao Lin's hand that was wrapping bandages stopped immediately when he learned that eight more comrades had died.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sigh of sorrow.

Perhaps for the Dark Blade fighters, dying on the battlefield is also considered a right to their status as soldiers, and they have fulfilled the mission of defending their home and country.

But for Qiao Lin, who has lived in another world, he knows the meaning of life better than anyone else.

It is precisely because he died once that he came here.

"It would be great if we could see the day of victory together!"

Qiao Lin turned his head and sniffed, trying not to let the tears flow down.

Those who fell were all brothers who had been through life and death together, and he didn't want to see them leave like this.

"Instructor, the enemy troops on the east and west sides have approached within 500 meters, and all the heavy firepower is in front!"

Some soldiers hurried into the cave to report.

Heavy firepower first?

Qiao Lin was stunned, and immediately realized: "Go and inform the comrades in the reconnaissance platoon, firepower platoon, and reserve platoon, and let them return to the camp quickly, and no one is allowed to stay!"

"Aren't we going to continue the investigation?"

Wu Qianli asked a little puzzled.

He can still understand the withdrawal of the fire platoon and the reserve platoon, but on the battlefield, the role of scouts is undoubted. All the deployment of troops and firepower related to the enemy needs to be delivered by these scouts.

If you suddenly withdraw the scouts, isn't that the same as blindfolding your own eyes and ears, and knowing nothing?

"The enemy was rushed by the sneak attack of the artillery platoon, and it is time to start revenge!"

Qiao Lin didn't have time to explain too much, so he ran out of the cave and came to the front to observe the situation down the mountain.

The tanks drove over one after another, one after another parked side by side at the foot of the mountain, there were seventy or eighty of them.

In the back row of the tanks, those howitzers also began to line up, and all the muzzles were aimed at the mountain.

All the soldiers who were sent out to carry out combat missions also returned to the camp.

"You all know the situation. Now there are tens of thousands of enemy troops staring at us at the foot of the mountain, and they will launch an attack soon. There is only one thing for you to do. All of you hide in the cave, and you are not allowed to come out without orders!"

Qiao Lin raised his finger to the holes dug on the mountain wall, and the soldiers immediately went in separately without any hesitation.

"Instructor, what about these prisoners?"

Liu Chuang, the squad leader of the guard, pointed to the prisoners who were still soundly asleep and asked.

Qiao Lin hesitated for a moment. He originally wanted to let these prisoners stay outside, but thinking of what was about to happen next, his heart softened a bit.

"Wake them up and take them into the cave."

The soldiers in the guard squad beat and kicked, and it took a lot of effort to wake up the group of prisoners who were sleeping like dead people, and drove them into the cave like sheep.

The caves are connected, and the originally empty cave is now overcrowded, with human heads everywhere.

"Turn out the lights!"

With Qiao Lin's order, the cave instantly became pitch black, and soon there was a burst of snoring again. The prisoners couldn't resist their exhaustion, and fell asleep again.

Ten minutes later, all the heavy firepower of the Mi Army had been deployed.

The heads of the six regiments got together and then ordered a fire strike on the entire mountain.

All of a sudden, countless shells flew out and landed on the mountain one after another.

The Dark Blade warriors hiding in the cave clearly felt the waves of tremors, and the soil on the roof of the cave kept falling.

"Gather all the shells and aim at these three mountains and bombard me. I don't believe those volunteers can stop the shells!"

Several commanders of the rice army shouted frantically, ordering tanks and howitzers not to cease fire.

The previous sneak attack by the Volunteer Army caused them to suffer serious losses, and now is the time for revenge.

Although it is not sure where the volunteers are hiding, but with [-] or [-] tanks and howitzers, hundreds of shells can be fired in a salvo. They don't believe how long the volunteers can last under such indiscriminate strikes.

The mountains trembled, the ground trembled, and in the end, only the sound of cannons remained between the sky and the earth.

The Dark Blade fighters hiding in the cave seemed to have gotten used to this tremor. Everyone maintained the same posture, crouching on the ground with their guns in their arms.

As for the soil sprinkled from the top of the cave, a thick layer had already accumulated on them.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of artillery fire began to gradually weaken.