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Chapter 125 The American plane is right above our heads!

Xu Qing looked at the back of Qianli Blowing Whistle.

He is a soldier first and foremost.

The commander of the Seventh Company.

Then it was my own brother who was the 'Wu Wanli'.

When the battle came, he quickly changed from a sleepy state that was still exhausted just now to a warrior with sharp eyes.

This is Wu Qianli.A brave and fearless people's soldier who survives all battles is his battlefield no matter where he is.

beep beep beep...

The whistle rang continuously, and the correspondent over there heard the sound outside the forest and ran in immediately.

When he saw the ranks of Qilian's side, he didn't shout or greet him.Instead, he ran over directly, with an anxious face:
"Quick! The military situation is urgent, which army are you, how much combat power do you have, can you fight..."

"no problem."

Wu Qianli put down his whistle, and turned to reveal the Seventh Company behind.

The correspondent immediately saw more than 100 soldiers wearing mixed Chinese and American military uniforms lying in the woods, standing up and gathering, and each of them was armed with guns and a large number of bullets!

He was overjoyed immediately: "Okay! Come with me!"

He took Qianli's hand and ran to the edge of the forest.

"there--"

He pointed in the direction of the east:
"We need to support several positions in Dongshan. The U.S. military planes launched a surprise attack and bombed them unstoppably. We have already joined several companies, but one batch can be defeated. The Americans took the opportunity to attack on a large scale. The highlands on the mountain are about to explode. I can't stand it any longer..."

Xu Qing also got up from the snow.

He came over and asked, "Comrade, can our guns hit them?"

He could see that the high ground the correspondent was pointing to was the direction Yang Gensi and his company were heading.

And in this direction, you can see the sky full of planes spreading in the sky like locusts, extremely arrogant!
"Can fight!"

The engineer correspondent didn't care what his identity was, and quickly answered:
"But they can't hit them, they have too many planes! As soon as our cannons are fired, the position is exposed, and dozens of planes are crazily focused..."

He paused for a moment, with distressed expression on his face: "In the past two hours, we have been blown up with more than a dozen artillery pieces, and the division directly issued an order not to let them hit casually."

Xu Qing immediately understood.

Their land-to-air power is still too weak, and it was almost zero before the American guns were handed over.

One side is made of flesh and blood, and the other is a master of steel. The gap between them is a world of difference.

Without absolute artillery support and sufficient logistical supplies, they can only be the side that gets bombed.

Wu Qianli did not reply to this topic.

He said directly:

"For this mission, we have connected through the seventh thread."

The correspondent was overjoyed: "Great!"

Then he quickly handed over the map and specific defense information to him.

Wu Qianli went through it quickly, kept the details in mind, and then threw it to Xu Qing.

While walking, Xu Qing looked at the high ground marked on the map, and said, "Do you still remember that Company Commander Yang we met when we came here, he also accepted this mission..."

Qianli: "Has he been here?"

Xu Qing: "Here we come. You are not here, he came here specially to thank you."

Qianli nodded.

He looked at the flying planes on Dongshan Mountain in the distance, with a serious face: "I hope they will hold on."

Xu Qing understood what he meant.

This position is very important, but the American aircraft, artillery and tanks, these forces visible to the naked eye are in front of them, whether people can live is another matter.Hold on and not lose... that is the greatest blessing.

The so-called Dongshan does not refer to a specific place, but a general term for the large area of ​​highlands to the east of Xiajieyuli.

You can call it Dongqiu, Dongling, whatever.

The only thing that is certain is that it is the highest viewing point in the Xiagaru-ri area, surrounded by hills with gentle slopes, you can easily observe a radius of several kilometers, reach every location, and even observe the general appearance of the airport.

Even though the U.S. military is already preparing to retreat, it still has not given up its dominant control over the highland.

Originally they used a battalion of soldiers to defend, but under the impact of volunteer soldiers last night, a large number of soldiers were forced to withdraw.

Now they launched a counterattack, just want to regain this highland again.

Because if the volunteers continue to occupy there, they will be able to carry out a powerful attack and firepower deployment on the airport, then all the American fortifications will be unobstructed, and the way to retreat will become very critical.

It is equivalent to exposing the lifeline of the American transport troops to the eyes of the Chinese army!

This is unacceptable to Americans.

It is precisely because of this that this place has become the key to the competition between the volunteer army and the US military!

Xu Qing and Qianli returned to the forest.

The soldiers of the seventh company have assembled one by one.

They just got up from the snow, and many of them were frozen hard. Their faces, hands and feet were frozen by the low temperature, and their bodies were also hard, making it quite inconvenient to move.

Now it's you touching me, I touching you, rubbing each other to move the body.

Yu Congrong pinched Song Weiguo's face: "What's wrong with your face? Why is it like a stone."

Song Weiguo shook his head: "I was hit by a bullet."

He is tender-faced and loves to laugh.

However, he was bruised by a bullet during the battle last night, and it seemed that there was something wrong with his facial nerves, and half of his face was directly paralyzed, without expression.

Yu Congrong was a little dazed looking at it: "Isn't that Cheng Tie Nian?"

Xu Qing looked away from the map, and took a serious look at Song Weiguo, but felt that his face was a little stiff, and it didn't seem to have much effect on his body for the time being.He said:

"It may be cured when I return to China after the war."

"Harmful……"

Song Weiguo said nonchalantly: "It's a big deal, I'm lucky if I didn't fall down, I still have to be a few more Americans to make enough money!"

He forced a stiff smile from the corner of his mouth, which looked ugly.

Xu Qing was silent for a while, then smiled.

He patted Song Weiguo on the shoulder, straightened his military uniform, nodded and said nothing.

Qianli saw that everyone was ready to go, he quickly explained the task, and then looked at everyone:

"Since the establishment of the Seventh Company, it has fought the Japanese, puppet troops, and Koreans, but it has never been as difficult as the Americans. They have not changed their minds and assembled a large number of troops. The artillery fire is still so fierce. I don’t know whether it’s life or death if I go down there, so are you afraid?”

Qilian didn't shout loudly, and didn't give an exciting reply, they just stayed where they were:

"Not afraid!"

Lei Gong hehe said: "There's nothing wrong with it, we've already beat them up once, at worst we'll beat them up again."

Qianli looked at everyone's calm and cold faces:

"set off!"

The team quickly groped their way through the forest.

Once out of the forest, the scene on the battlefield came into view more clearly.

At this time, it is difficult for ordinary people to imagine what the scene in the sky is like.

The Americans can be said to be extremely arrogant. The entire sky is blue and bright, and there are patches of small black shadows shuttled in the dark clouds everywhere. They are dense aircraft battle groups:
Mustangs, pirates, thunderbolts, sabers, vampires, and even that huge triangular fortress bomber!

These planes are actually flying in the sky, not just one or two, but dozens or hundreds of them. The U.S. military has dispatched most of the nearby air forces to dominate the sky.

This is seen on the surface, but the damage that has been done behind the scenes is even more silent.

Xu Qing just had a brief exchange with the engineer correspondent, and also learned that the soldiers of the 58th Division of the [-]th Army last night... more than half of them died from frostbite.

What is this concept?
According to the internationally unified understanding, as long as an army loses more than 20.00%, generally speaking, it has no power to fight again.

And our army is twenty and twenty, twenty and twenty, still refusing to give up, still fighting desperately... until the last man, the last drop of blood!

This is not an exaggeration-this is the real Chinese Volunteer Army shining with heroism, the eternal Chinese Volunteer Army!
"Let's disperse, don't fall behind!"

Qilian wore a piece of snow-white cloak in the steep ground, in the snowy valley, enduring the freezing and thick snow to advance with difficulty.

Most of the snow has reached the knees, and when you step on it, it may be flat ground, it may be stones, or it may even be a deep snow nest.

Many fighters walk like this, carrying dozens of kilograms of equipment on their backs, and they may fall into complex terrain traps if they are not careful, which is very difficult and laborious.

But no one had any other choice but to continue walking like this. The mountain highland on the east side of the mountain on the enemy's side was about two kilometers away from them, and this short two kilometers was full of dangers everywhere.

The ground was full of volunteer soldiers who were killed by the bombing, as well as wildfires caused by the burning of gasoline bombs.

In the sky are U.S. military planes that are still circling tirelessly. Once they find a volunteer target, they will drop bombs.

In the first few hours, the Americans almost dropped napalm bombs, and the surrounding hills became a sea of ​​flames. Even if the ammunition was insufficient at this time, they were still shooting suspicious places with machine guns, and were on guard against all Chinese. of vitality.

Qilian staggered forward in such a crisis-ridden environment.

However, in the previous month, it was difficult for them to find the 10,000+ Chinese Volunteer Army team moving forward on the North Korean land, and they could not find the Seventh Company at this time.

"A plane is coming!"

Just after carefully walking a few hundred meters, everyone quickly got down again.

Dodging was an approaching fighter jet.

This is a "pirate" aircraft, a new propeller fighter jet of the US military, with huge curved inverted gull wings and propellers, making it look very majestic.

In the process of dealing with Americans, Qilian was not the first time to see him.

"Something's not quite right..."

But Xu Qing glanced at the sky, and quickly shouted in a low voice: "Quick, spread out!"

I don't know if the plane has spotted them, and it is diving towards the ground here at high speed.

Woo!
When Xu Qing heard the plane, the air intake under the wing made a sharp whistling sound, passed through two low mountain peaks, and hummed in the sky.

Not only were the soldiers of the Seventh Company startled, they quickly hid in the grass and trees in the ravine, Xu Qing's eyelids also jumped.

This huge whistling statement is obviously far away from them, but it seems to be close at hand, pulling the string in everyone's heart, as if a death whistle is screaming!

The plane was getting closer and passed in the air in their path.

Then it flew back immediately, less than a hundred meters above their heads...

Xu Qing could even see the huge cannons under the wings, and there were four distinct bomb hangers under each wing!
The napalm bombs there have been dropped, but these high-speed machine guns alone still have huge lethality.

"Everyone lie down..."

"Did the plane spot us?"

"Hold on! It's just spying."

Everyone's heart is in the throat.

Xu Qing grabbed the rifle tightly in his hand, and stared at that plane from the corner of his eyes!
(End of this chapter)