"Company Commander, if this continues, this friendly army will be in danger. Will we save it?"

Yu Congrong looked at the fire that soared into the sky, countless brothers charged in fearlessly, but immediately fell down one by one under the Death Scythe, and couldn't help but feel sympathy and asked Wu Qianli.

"Save! How can we not save it? Our seventh interlude cannot help our friendly troops!"

Wu Qianli made a resolute decision, but instead rushed forward recklessly, he raised his telescope and carefully observed the situation on the battlefield.

"The enemy's firepower is very strong, and bullets are like they don't need money to be spent. Our volunteer army is also desperate. It seems that both sides are ruthless."

Wu Qianli observed the enemy's firepower equipment, and at the same time raised the telescope and turned his sight to the communication tower in the distance. He understood that this was the key to this battle.

"Instructor Mei, the organization's tasks are important, so I can't do it when I watch the volunteer brothers bleed and sacrifice without paying attention."

"In this way, you will take the big army first. I will take Yu Congrong and Lei Gong and others to support friendly troops. Pinghe, you will protect the instructors well! Leave a row of people and follow me!"

Wu Qianli explained that he was about to take people up, but unexpectedly, Mei Sheng grabbed him.

"Company Commander, what are you saying? I attach importance to the organization's tasks, but this does not mean that I will leave you behind and be a deserter by myself!"

Instructor Mei held Wu Qianli's hand tightly and looked at Wu Qianli with a firm look on his face, his eyes full of determination.

"Hey! I said Instructor Mei, it's not now..."

"If you talk about it, you just won't treat me as a brother."

"Pinghe, you will take Wu Wanli and the large army to escort the radio station first. I will support friendly forces with your company commander."

Mei Sheng interrupted Wu Qianli and decided to stay. Seeing this, Wu Qianli thought about it and had to agree. At worst, he could let Mei Sheng release the cold gun and not charge.

"Brother!, but I want to fight too, look..."

Wu Wanli said in a low voice a little aggrievedly, thinking that he didn't want to leave Wu Qianli without him.

"Execute the command!"

Wu Qianli waved his hand to Pinghe coldly, asking him to take Wu Wanli and the radio station away immediately. The military situation was like fire. If one more second delay, a new volunteer soldier would fall.

"Yes! Company Commander!"

Pinghe saluted a military salute, but he still reluctantly took the large army and left first.

"Company Commander, although the US firepower network is fierce, it is not flawless. We can rush in from the opening on the west side, pull out some of the enemy's firepower points, and then turn to the direction of nine o'clock to meet with friendly forces."

Mei Sheng didn't say anything nonsense, and immediately observed and pointed out the best offensive path.

"Okay! Lei Gong, you immediately let someone drive the mortar and bombard the machine guns on the west side of me. There is also a house stronghold towards friendly forces. Don't be stingy with ammunition. After the shells, you and Pinghe and the others will go, and the others will directly rush with me with guns!"

Wu Qianli clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed it hard towards the ground, as if he was about to eat all the enemy.

"His grandma, I've been bombed for so long before, and finally I've blown up those American devils!"

As Lei Gong said, he immediately set up a mortar with his men. As an experienced old artillery soldier, he gestured with his thumb and roughly determined the location.

"Company Commander, the mortar is ready!"

As Lei Gong said, the mortars lined up one after another, and the black muzzles pointed at the US military positions.

"fire!"

Wu Qianli stared at the US military positions fiercely and shouted.

"Swish-boom!"

First, a calibration ejection was fired, landed next to a fire point of the US military, and a snow curtain exploded.

"Will the little boy fight? This is all right. Adjust the muzzle quickly."

Thunder Gong cursed with a blushing face.

Fortunately, the gunners in the Seventh Interlude Company were all experienced veterans. They had adjusted their guns themselves before Thunder Gong ordered, and aimed at the enemy in a volley.

In the US position on the west side, a US soldier looked at the shells landing beside him and smiled absent-mindedly.

"oh—God, look, this is the pitiful defense method of those yellow pigs. Why don't you surrender? Can't you kneel down under the goddess of liberty and escape from that brutal government?"

"Hey! Brother, please stay focused. These Chinese troops don't seem easy to mess with."

An American veteran looked at the volunteer soldiers who were charging forward fearlessly, picked up a cigarette with some concern, slowly exhaled a mouthful of clouds and mist, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Oh, I think you're too nervous. I've now figured out how to have a happy turkey with my family when I go home on Christmas, hahaha."

The new US military shrugged indifferently and laughed, obviously not taking the veteran's words seriously.

"Swish—swish—swish—swish”

Countless black dots, with the sound of tearing the air through the air, hit hard on the heads of the US soldiers, as if Satan and the demons had descended to the earth.

Many American soldiers thought it was their own artillery fire at first, and they were chatting on their own positions very relaxedly.

"Lying down! Lying down! Enemy's artillery fire!"

The veteran yelled at the top of his voice. Many new recruits were stunned when they heard the artillery fire of the volunteers. When they looked up at the sky, they were shocked.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The next second, the veteran's voice came to an abrupt end. Under such precise and dense artillery fire, almost no one was spared.

"Hahahaha, American devils, let you see how powerful your grandfather's artillery fire is!"

Lei Gong proudly looked at the fire clouds blooming on the US military's positions, as if he was watching a beautiful drama.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless shells shot through beautiful parabolas and hit the US military's positions. The blood mist and snow curtain exploded in mixed feelings, and many seriously injured US military personnel rolled on the ground with their wounds covered their wounds and howled.

"Brothers, come and fight me!"

Just as the shells were shot, Wu Qianli took up the submachine gun, and with a rifle on his back, rushed towards the gap that exploded at the US position. Perhaps it was the bonus of ancient martial arts. Wu Qianli felt as light as a swallow, cut through the gust of wind walls, and rushed towards the enemy position.

The veteran who was still firing the cannon just now also skillfully picked up the gun and charged forward with a momentum like a tiger going down the mountain.

"Sir, look!"

A US military on the position was stunned and pointed at the volunteers who were charging into battle, with a very panic on his face.

I saw black shadows headed by Wu Qianli rushing towards me quickly, like dark demons in the darkness, making people feel scared.

"oh-God, where did these people come out, and, how could they travel so fast? Are they humans?"

A noble officer Edward slowly lowered the telescope and said in surprise.

What he didn't know was that with the bonus of ancient martial arts, the current Seventh Interlude Corps not only improved the strength of hand-to-hand combat, but also increased the agility of charge and the subtle control of the battlefield.

“Haosh sing--”

Although the US military was surprised, its powerful firepower was not vegetarian. It would be impossible for countless fire snakes to spew out. Combined with the crisp sound of the Garland rifle, they tried desperately to stop the attack of the Seventh Interspers.

Unfortunately, it was dark after all. The seventh interlude was another three-person group scattered and charged, but the large number of bullets were left with only a few corpses.

"Um--"

Yu Congrong groaned while groaning while covering his left hand, and a ball of blood fog bloomed on his left arm. The huge potential energy of the bullet almost made Masayoshi Sun stagger and fall to the ground.

"Ah! American devils, I want you to pay your blood debts and blood! "

Yu Congrong's face was already dark with smoke from the gunpowder, but at this moment he was roaring forward with red eyes and continued to charge, just like a god of killing from hell.

"Bang--"

Wu Qianli slowly raised the black muzzle, a wisp of undetectable rolling eyes appeared, and another machine gunner fell down.

"Uh, when did the company commander become so powerful? He has learned two tricks from Pinghe."

When Yu Congrong led the team to charge, he was always suppressed by the machine gun fire snake from time to time, so he couldn't raise his head. Wu Qianli was showing his might, which made Yu Congrong feel relieved and shocked.

"It seems that this sword-drawing system is quite reliable."

Wu Qianli raised his hand and hit a US machine gunner again. Although he was crooked and did not shoot to death, he also lost his power of action. This was the primary sharpshooter bonus obtained by drawing the sword in the last field battle.

There was not a long distance in total, and with the speed bonus of ancient martial arts, the Seventh Interlude quickly rushed to the US military's position. After the chaotic gunshots and fighting, the position was temporarily cleared.

Just when Wu Qianli was about to order the transfer and reunion of friendly forces immediately, in an inconspicuous dark place, a US veteran with his legs broken by his hair struggled to take the Garland rifle beside him. While grinning, he slowly raised the dark muzzle and pointed it at Wu Qianli's back.


Chapter completed!