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Chapter 129 The Last Roar on the Highland Part [-]

There were only a few sudden "bang bang" sounds behind this small hill, and more than a dozen mortar shells and grenades shot through the sky one after another, drawing a perfect parabola in the air, heading towards the Blast away these ferocious monsters from Poe!

Simultaneously.

Xu Qing, Ping He, Yu Congrong, and Wu Qianli are the most accurate sharpshooters in the Seventh Company. They also looked at each other for an instant while Lei Gong fired the cannon, and then squatted at the angle behind the slope it is good.

They aimed the nozzles of the bazooka and the "big lift" at these menacing tanks!
Following the shaking, Xu Qing pressed the trigger, puffs of smoke blasted out from the gun barrel, and the conical rockets went straight to the tank's tracks and attacked sideways.

Thanks to a lot of battlefield experience and the preparation between life and death, these deadly weapons all fell precisely where the tank was.

all of a sudden...

boom!
The flames are shining red in the sky! ! !

As the Americans retreated, they were forcibly stopped by the sudden explosion scene in front of them. The crowd stopped in horror, but the soldiers going down became more and more anxious one by one.

Many people didn't have time to stop, rushing at the people in front, resulting in a series of stampedes and rolling downhill, the scene was extremely chaotic.

But ahead is a cloud of fiery flames and mushroom explosions!

As soon as many soldiers rolled down, they found that there was an extremely tragic explosion in front of them. They were affected by the high-temperature flames, and their clothes were burned. They screamed in fright and climbed up with hands and feet.

The other Americans who were still standing and alive were stunned with their friends.

now.

There is only one thought in their minds now:
Could these Chinese be their allies in disguise?How could there be such fierce firepower?

.........

The poor American soldier Jason was taken care of by the old sergeant Jayden Jr. Fortunately, he was assigned to the back row.

At this moment, he was quickly retreating with a group of soldiers, secretly happy that he did not lose his life again.

Because starting from the morning, although the attack failed for a few hours, the casualties of their marines were not heavy, and the people around them were all those from the local allied forces in Asia.

"Thank God, thank grandma, thank little Jayden, thank the kind Chinese..."

Jason ran with his head buried, Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

Even though there were dead bodies all around, he found that he was not so afraid anymore.

There were bursts of explosions behind him, but he didn't pay attention at all. Such scenes happen all the time on the battlefield.

All he wanted was to escape from this place and go to the rear to rest. He didn't care what a deserter was, he just wanted to eat a can and drink a bottle of white wine.

Yes, he was already addicted to the brandy recommended by Young Jayden.

On his departure in the morning, Jayden Jr. gave him another bottle of wine, which was in his private collection.Little Jayden told him that he buried it in Hawaii last year, and it was specially entrusted to someone to send it. It was the "warning wine" for newcomers.

He will send a bottle to every lucky recruit he meets.

That's right, even though they were fighting, there was still that damned courier passing through, planes and ships were constantly delivering them, but their people couldn't get out.

But Jason didn't care for the time being.

For the first time, he discovered that he could forget the sorrow and fear on the battlefield in the midst of drunkenness and dreams.That feeling... oh, what a wonderful feeling.

Thinking of this, even the heavy guns and equipment on his body seemed to become a little lighter.

"Get down! Get down..."

But soon, the soldiers behind suddenly panicked and pushed each other forward. Jason felt a heat wave coming from behind him, and subconsciously looked back.

But what he saw shocked him:
Because there were waves of violent explosions not far behind them, their tanks were still firing upwards one second, covering their retreat, and the next second they were blasted into rubble.

Bang, clang, pop!

The overwhelming flames and the flying steel plates crackled on the stones, ground, and vegetation in all directions.

Then he saw a fragment of the gun barrel, whirling rapidly in the air, and then plunged straight into the crowd of soldiers who were also watching...

He opened his mouth wide: "Oh, no, this must be a joke..."

Puff puff!
With a huge impact, this small fragment flashed into the crowd, stabbing three times in a row, and directly pierced through three or five "lucky" guys.

And one of them was Jason.

.........

"Haven't the high ground been shot down yet?"

The decadent and tenacious little Jayden was clutching his injured neck and was mingling in the engineer company that was changing defenses.He's a veteran and knows how to dodge the stormtroopers he has to go to.

On the opposite side, a young officer was talking to him: "It's been fighting for a long time, do you think it's dark enough to fight?"

The defense team they were in was responsible for seizing the high ground.But for some reason, before entering the attack range, he was almost ambushed by someone, which was completely beyond imagination.

In this regard, they can only complain that there are too many Chinese soldiers.

There was a lot of gunfire ahead, and the two of them seemed quite leisurely here, not because they were more confident than others, but because they joined the army in the same year and were used to seeing battlefield scenes.Even if the bullet hits the eyes, he still maintains his cowboy style.

There are many veterans like them in the Marine Corps.

Little Jayden shook his head indifferently, "Who knows, the Chinese seem to have grown wings, flying here and there, how do they fight?"

"But what's the point of this? After we finish fighting during the day, they will definitely come to fight again at night, God! I really don't understand why we don't withdraw quickly--our ship is at the port."

"General MacArthur will not agree. Before leaving, you have to leave a fortune. Those gentlemen in the Ministry of Defense and the White House have always been like this. You can read it when you go back. Newspapers across the United States will definitely report our 'victory' news... Wait, stop! Braden, I'm answering you seriously, but you're stealing my drink..."

--boom!

Little Jayden stopped talking, and turned around: "What's the sound?"

Braden grabbed the drink, shrugged and said, "Is our tank company fighting again?"

"No. It seems a little different this time."

Little Jayden, however, sensed something unusual. The sound of the explosion was getting closer. He had been active in many battlefields, so he was very sensitive to it.He stood up immediately, grabbed a handrail and jumped into the car, looking at their soldiers fighting in the distance from the front of the car.

quite a while.

He put down the binoculars, but his eyes were blank: "God, I must be dazzled..."

"What did you say?"

Braden quickly jumped into the car. While drinking wine in his mouth, he took over the binoculars to look, but soon, his hand holding the wine bottle was unknowingly suspended in mid-air.

He turned around in disbelief:

"That's our..."

"I think so."

"How many cars are there?"

"Eight."

"...Did the Chinese steal the fire from Prometheus?"

Braden was a little incoherent. He waved his hands and spilled the wine. He only wanted a negative answer:

"You understand...I'm asking, where did they get the shells? The investigation reports for the past two days have been saying that they can't even afford a box of canned food..."

"I don't know." Xiaojie's face became even more sad, "I only know the date we are going home, and I'm afraid it will have to be postponed."

He thought for a while, and his tone became more pessimistic:
"Maybe not going home at all."

.........

Meanwhile, near the camp near Little Jayden.

"Ray, we are old acquaintances, I only have one request."

The supreme commander of the Marine Corps defending the airport, Lieutenant Colonel Rich, is laying out the next attack route:

"Remember, before dark, we must take back the three highlands here. I don't want it, and Mr. MacArthur doesn't want to see a Chinese on it, whether it's alive or dead..."

boom!
There was an explosion in the distance.

Immediately outside the camp, soldiers came to report:
"Commander (Commander, there is a situation)!"

Lieutenant Colonel Rich opened the simple white military tent, and saw soldiers running over panting:
"What's going on?"

"First, first, advance...the advance troops failed!"

The soldier obviously just ran over, and he fell down a few times in the snow, covered in mud, sand and snow ash, and finally spoke out after panting heavily.

But Lieutenant Colonel Rich didn't need his reminder anymore. After the tent curtain was lifted, he had already raised his head:

"Soldier, I have eyes..."

In the distance, the mountains and highlands were ablaze.

The few mushroom clouds that rose from the explosion, like a miniature version of their atomic bomb, were churning in the sky.Ferocious, dazzling, and extremely dazzling.

Lieutenant Colonel Rich looked at the soldiers: "Is that...?"

The soldier nodded quickly.

With a gloomy face, he turned and walked into the tent:
"Ray Kinnard!"

He called out his full name.

"Sir?"

Lieutenant Colonel Rich blushed, as if feeling extremely humiliated: "I will give you the best firepower, planes! Cannons! Tanks! All weapons and ammunition are available, I don't care what method you use!"

"I just have one request—"

"Take your soldiers and knock down this fu**ing hill——strike it down, beat it down again!"

The lieutenant colonel's roar spread all around.

The communication soldier who summoned the message trembled all over when he heard the words, and choked up his chest's ups and downs, not daring to make a sound.

And the soldiers around were silent like cicadas, and they also became silent.

……

On the mountain at this time.

Qilian people are just the opposite.They were cheering quietly.

"Okay! It's so cool to play!"

Yu Congrong clenched his fist and screamed, extremely excited.

They spent a lot of money this time. Most of the shells they worked so hard to transport were used last night, and the rest are here. Mortars, howitzers, and bazooka rockets. This is the largest firepower they know. .

Indeed, it has seen real results. The eight tanks overturned and fell to the bottom of the hillside one by one.
What a bright song?
What a blast!

The huge explosion sounded not only in their area, but even the nearby highlands one or two kilometers away, those American troops who were also attacking seemed to be dumbfounded. It can be seen, let alone such a big movement.

Not worth it?

Xu Qing thinks it is definitely worth it.

Without these heavy equipment, the total combat effectiveness of the Americans attacking the highlands can shorten a big gap for the volunteers!Sometimes a small difference may mean the life of a person, a company, or even the lives of an unimaginable number of volunteer soldiers!

This is not only for their own sake, but also to provide invisible help for the surrounding troops who are still struggling!

The continuous explosions slowly came to an end amidst shells and hand-held rockets.

Those Korean soldiers originally followed those Americans, but now they are one by one. How can they still have the brave posture of charging up the mountain before?

What is their greatest reliance?
It's tanks, artillery.

Losing these things is like a real tiger losing its claws and a paper tiger leaking water.

Since these invaders entered the Korean battlefield, this scene has been extremely rare. Yunshan counts as one, Onjeong counts as one, Xinxingri counts as one, Polar Bear Corps counts as one, Drysdale Task Force counts as one, but there are more Where has anyone seen it?

They were already at a loss for what to do, and frantically followed the U.S. troops to flee downwards. The messy crowd got into a mess. Some of them were still hesitating to help the injured soldiers, but now they saw the violent explosion, and they all ran away in fright. run.

Bang bang bang!
The soldiers didn't let go of this opportunity, and a round of bullets and grenades rushed over, and a large number of enemies fell to the ground, crying and shouting.

Few of them are still fighting back. The more people fall around them, the faster they run. They only care about fleeing for their lives. Xu Qing still doesn't know, in the eyes of these enemies who don't understand the situation, they even think that the Chinese troops are not Bring the Soviets to call!
However, while they were running for their lives in a hurry, each one of them simply handed over their backs to the Seventh Company.

"They retreated, do you want to pursue..."

Just as Yu Congrong put down the big bar in his hand, he was eager to try again.He is a stormtrooper, best at sprinting in front of the enemy.

Many other soldiers also drew out their bayonets out of habit.

Xu Qing had just fired the bullets from the machine gun and knocked down a group of enemies, when he heard Yu Congrong say this, he quickly stopped him: "No, you can't fight like this, those Americans don't value the lives of these Syngman Rhee soldiers at all, and it is very likely that they will kill them." Just fire."

This is indeed possible, the situation on the battlefield is obvious.

The tanks were destroyed, but there were still a large number of artillery vehicles in the ranks behind the U.S. troops. People from the Seventh Company fought recklessly, and their vision was exposed on the plain. A plane might wipe out their entire army.

As the company commander, Wu Qianli looked at the main vein of the high ground, and then at the fleeing crowd below.

He said slowly: "Don't chase after the poor. Our firepower can't support us to fight that far. In front of them is their airport. If we want to completely attack the base camp there, we must coordinate all the surrounding troops to attack together."

It makes sense for the other fighters to think about it.

Mei Sheng slapped his hands: "Okay! Comrades, let's get in touch with the troops on the mountain as soon as possible, hold the high ground, and wait for the general offensive. When the time comes, we will definitely let the Americans eat their ashes."

So Xu Qing and the soldiers continued to shoot with their guns, keeping as many of these enemies as possible.

Today is November 29th, the artillery fire from the Seventh Company shook the Dongshan Highlands and the US military, but the weather in North Korea is still extremely cold, and the land is still full of artillery fire and gunfire, and there is no place for peace and harmony .

The Americans do not fight unprepared battles, and one retreat does not mean a complete victory.

They still have to fight.

Until the Americans are completely defeated.

Until... a complete victory.

(End of this chapter)