"Don't worry, my dear sir, even an ant will suffocate to death under such intense firepower!"

Captain Underwood had the unique arrogance and coldness of the Anglo-Saxons. After saying this, he threw the cigarette in his mouth to the ground, then quickly returned to his company and shouted at the summoned American soldiers: "Do it."

Are you ready? My boys, we are going to collect the prey soon!"

"I can't wait any longer!"

“I don’t know how many Chinese butts I can count right now!”

"If you're lucky, you might even be able to find a few roasted rabbits, haha, it's delicious just thinking about it."

"I really feel sorry for the Chinese on Songhu Peak, but fortunately our artillery fire will not cause them so much pain!"

Looking at the soldiers who were either eager to try, cold-blooded, indifferent, or sighing pitifully, Captain Underwood had a proud smile on his face. An army that could see the war so peaceful and relaxed,

That is what is worthy of this world

The world's first-class military, so he stared at the Songhu Peak covered by artillery fire, and immediately waved to his soldiers: "Remember, you only have five minutes. If you want to find a roasted rabbit, hurry up.

If it’s too late, even the hair will be burned off!”

After saying that, Captain Underwood buckled the M1 helmet in his hand on his head, and with the Thompson submachine gun in his hand, he came out of the crowd and rushed up towards the Songhu Peak where the artillery fire was everywhere. Seeing this, the other American soldiers also

They followed closely behind, and after a moment, a thin line of skirmishers was like a rapidly rising flood on Songhu Peak, quickly overflowing!

At this time, on Songhu Peak, the originally lush coniferous bushes were swept away by intensive artillery fire. The bare top of the mountain was completely covered with charred and soft soil, and the surrounding scenery was covered with white snow.

It seemed a little out of place, and the lingering smoke and flames that could be seen everywhere made the place feel as dead as hell.

I don't know when, the soil somewhere in the mountain suddenly moved. Immediately, a big bloody hand struggled out from the mud, and then a face covered in blood appeared. It was the person who had been supervising the construction of the position earlier.

Lao Ge, the fortification worker.

He raised his head slightly, squinted at the sunlight covered by gunpowder smoke, took two deep breaths, shook his head that was shaken by the gunfire, and then patted the mud beside him with his hand the next moment.

On the ground, he shouted in a voice several times louder than usual: "Old Sun, the enemy's artillery has stopped, return to the reverse slope quickly, Old Sun, Old Sun"

After shouting for a few times, Sun Youde, the leader of the group who was hiding with him, didn't even respond at all. Lao Ge suddenly realized something and ran his hand up Sun Youde's broad body. His hands felt smooth for a while, and he lowered his head.

Only then did we realize that Sun Youde's upper body had been blasted into a pile of rotten flesh by artillery fire at some point. Only the part below his chest was lying there alone, in the same concealed posture as when he was attacked.

Seeing this, Lao Ge's tiger eyes suddenly turned red. He immediately turned to the other side and shouted: "Xiao Zhang!", and immediately dug up the soil again, but this time he only dug twice before stopping.

Because Xiao Zhang, the communications soldier who waved the Korean plaster flag and deceived the U.S. Air Force, had half of his body covered in blood and flesh, and only his pale face still maintained his stubborn unwillingness.

Not only Sun Youde and Xiao Zhang, but also the old naughty boy, Zhang Erga, Li Daya, and Xiao Liu

The soldiers who were greeting him alive and joking just a moment ago were separated from him only twenty minutes later. Faced with such a tragic scene, even Lao Ge's heart was as steely as steel, and he couldn't help but be moved by it. Seeing

Looking at the comrades who couldn't even find a complete body, two lines of hot tears burst out from the eye sockets.

At this moment, the attacking U.S. troops had already rushed halfway up the mountain, and large-caliber machine guns had begun to fire support at the top of the mountain. The bullets hit the soil exploded by the artillery fire, making a muffled sound like fried beans. Seeing this, Lao Ge

I couldn't help but smile sadly, from the side

A sacrificed soldier picked up a 35mm revolving grenade launcher in his hand, nodded slightly to the corpses on the ground: "Brothers, you wait first, Lao Ge, I will avenge you right now and wait to kill you."

That’s enough, brother is drinking with the big guys!”

After saying that, he ignored the rain of bullets flying in his face, jumped up, used the bomb crater to cover, rushed to a fire point, put the bodies of several sacrificed machine gunners aside, and then lifted up the overturned American M2 heavy

Machine gun, open the safety, adjust the gun body, aim it at the US military who are slowly retreating, and suddenly pull the trigger, only to hear "click"

There was a burst of gunfire, and dozens of bullets were fired instantly. The US troops who were charging towards Songhu Peak had no idea that there were still people alive under such fierce artillery fire. They all thought that this attack was a charge.

, it might as well be said to be an outdoor mountaineering exercise, just like the ** team's defensive position in the previous attack, rush up with all your strength, count the results of the artillery fire, and everything will be fine.

Therefore, there was no corresponding battle preparation at all, and the skirmishers did not get out of the way. They were crowded together, chatting and laughing, and rushed forward. If they hadn't been wearing helmets and holding rifles, they would really have been considered

They were a group of young people going out for an outing. Because of this, these American soldiers were completely unprepared when Lao Ge shot at them.

At this moment, gunshots rang out from the top of the mountain, and a dense rain of bullets hit them all over. Before the soldiers at the front could figure out what was going on, they were beaten into pieces by this rain of bullets, and the soldiers behind them were beaten into pieces.

Although they reacted, it was too late, because the bullets fired by the continuous gunshots were far faster than their brain waves, so the American troops in front of them were instantly knocked down like weeds swept by a harvester.

A big piece.

The deaths were not bad, but the most painful thing was the American soldiers who were hit in the arms and legs and were seriously injured but not dead. They each pulled their throats and let out miserable screams that were not like human voices. The continuous flow of blood dyed the soil on the ground black and red.

A piece of it, from a distance it looks like purgatory on earth.

Captain Underwood, who was directing the attack, saw this, and a cold light suddenly burst out in his eyes. After locking Lao Ge's position with his binoculars, he couldn't help but smile coldly and murderously: "I don't know whether to live or die!" After that, he looked at the American troops beside him.

Waving his hand: "Kill him!"

Before he finished speaking, two 82mm mortars and an M16 quad-mounted anti-aircraft machine gun all pointed at the machine gun position where Lao Ge was. With a series of dense firing sounds, mortar shells and heavy gun shells were released like a version of Warcraft.
Chapter completed!