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Chapter 148 The Warrior's Bloody East Mountain Peak Nine

The sky seemed to be stained with blood, night, day, wind and snow, flames, figures flying, gunshots, filled this small plateau with heat!

Brush, brush, brush!
Xu Qing is like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, throwing one down and counting one by one, grabbing a submachine gun and hitting people whenever he sees them, dozens of guns around him can't keep up with his speed, everywhere on the ground, on stones, and in the black soil The puffing dust from the deep hole was chasing his footsteps and hitting his body!

He knocked down dozens of enemies, screaming endlessly.

suddenly.

He saw Yu Congrong just holding an American in his arms and rolling from the slope to the downhill. There was a barrage of bullets chasing him from the west, and then he rolled down behind the mountain without moving.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shouted, "Be careful—"

He immediately went over to replenish his gun, threw two grenades towards that side, and shot with his gun. The soldiers bent over and holding their guns screamed and rolled down the hillside holding their guns, and the others gathered here again. Come on fire.

Xu Qing had expected it a long time ago. He escaped the dense firepower net. He was so anxious that he lay behind the corpse and immediately turned around and shouted angrily: "Yu Congrong, you bastard, are you okay?!"

There was no movement for a while.

He was anxiously about to rush over, only to realize that Yu Congrong raised his head halfway up, blocking it with the corpse. He grinned and said, "It's okay, I'm lucky! Don't worry about me!"

His face was covered with plaster, the black was pale, and the gaps between his teeth were full of flesh and blood, which was bitten off during the fight with the American soldier just now.There was blood on his body, but not the muzzle.

Xu Qing took a closer look at his appearance, and then heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't have time to care about him at all: "Be careful!"

Then he immediately got up and ran around with a gun and a knife. As soon as he fired, the surrounding firepower was attracted by him.

The Americans shouted, shot, and yelled, and the living soldiers pounced wildly, smashing with shovels, stones, gun butts, fighting to the death with bayonets, biting their teeth, biting their ears, inserting their eyes, and smashing their crotch!
As long as it can kill people, all the methods are fucking used!

This scene, all war dramas and movies must be dirtier and crueler!There is not so much awe-inspiring atmosphere, only desperate life-and-death fights.

Some people may say that this kind of battle is not brave enough, not decent enough, and it will damage the image of our army.

But do you know what a battlefield is?
This is a fucking battlefield, a bloody real battlefield that cannot be described at all!
"Devils! They are devils..."

The first batch of soldiers who rushed up were all frightened. Except for the Chinese who looked like a "ghost" in front of them, the other Chinese soldiers looked at them and rushed up as if they saw the most delicious food, completely ignoring their lives. On many people, those who are not dead are still crawling on the ground, and it seems that they want to tear them alive...

They are afraid of this look, even afraid.

Batch after batch of Korean companies and marines fell down, and the wounded soldiers crawled back frantically, and more and more soldiers were downsizing. There were only more than 150 people in the Seventh Company. Under the command of the commander in the rear, the soldiers still surged up like a sea.

They're determined to get here.

Qilian is also determined to hold the high ground.

After less than half an hour of fierce collision and fighting, the situation on Gaoling became more and more anxious, bloody, and miserable...

Surrounded by so many enemies, it's not like being able to calmly kill the enemy like the TV shows. Xu Qing is not indestructible, and he will still be injured if he hits him. He can only do his best to divert the firepower for everyone, and then Pounce forward, fight in close quarters, and let the enemy throw a mouse.

After adding points, his physical fitness is already at the limit of the limit of normal human theory, but after fighting for less than half an hour, he is still weak.

A normal adult will sweat profusely and pant for breath after running for a few kilometers, and the energy and physical strength consumed in a few minutes of fierce life-and-death battle will increase exponentially, and it will be even more unimaginable for a few 10 minutes-this is It really consumes the potential of life and squeezes the miracle of the human body.

More and more enemies rushed up, and the soldiers around were not as strong as Xu Qing. He grabbed a soldier and rolled and fought, killing one or two was actually on the verge of exhaustion, and his movements became very slow when he fought again.

The Koreans didn't want to beat their own people, but the Americans had no scruples. They babbled and urged the soldiers to shoot at the ground, whether it was the enemy or the Korean soldiers.

Many soldiers were knocked down just like that.

Xu Qing turned his head and saw the Americans shooting at a group of soldiers wrestling together on the ground, where he saw Song Weiguo and Lei Gong...

He roared: "You dare!"

The sound was so loud that it could be heard from far away, and many enemies shook their hands.

He immediately grabbed an American light machine gun and emptied a magazine at the American who was shooting at the gap. The surrounding soldiers screamed again and again. Others also subconsciously stay away.

"What the fuck, you guys are still alive!"

Xu Qing was under tremendous pressure, and the continuous bullets hit the corpse in front of him like a storm. The corpse was quickly smashed to pieces. He rolled over on the spot and grabbed another soldier and stabbed him through the heart with a bayonet Through, once again leaning against the corpse as a barrier, leaping over like an ancient warrior, killing the general!
There is no enemy in front of him that can stop him!
He exhausted all his strength to kill this wave of enemies rolling, crawling, and dying. His whole body was exhausted, and then he hid behind the corpses and aimed at the wounded soldiers one by one. supplementary gun.

Clap clap clap clap clap!
The first wave of enemies rushing up to the high ground were all killed, and there was a brief vacancy in the position.

But when he looked back, there were many wounded or motionless soldiers lying on the ground, and the blood exploded on them, bursting into bloody flowers...

Xu Qing saw Wu Laosan of the cold gun squad, lying face down on the ground.

"The third child! The third child..." He ran over and shook it vigorously a few times, but there was no response.

He separated the two bodies and turned them over. Wu Laosan had countless gun holes that were smashed into pieces. His bullets had long been exhausted, his bayonet was broken, and one hand was still firmly inserted into the American soldier's neck, which could not be broken. open.

When Wu Laosan died, his eyes were open, and the corners of his eyes were cleft and bleeding.

Xu Qing got up without a word, and hurried forward.

Some soldiers around were tired and lying down, their chests were still beating vigorously, and some were injured and fell to the ground. Xu Qing immediately dragged back when he saw the alive ones.

Song Weiguo's finger was broken fighting with the enemy, and he was shot twice in the leg. The blood froze before it flowed out, and his combat effectiveness was basically crippled by half.

Song Weiguo gasped and said, "Let go, I, I can still fight..."

Xu Qing raised his head to observe the enemy: "Shut up! The second wave of attack will come up soon, you go to the back and organize the wounded soldiers to shoot. Remember, be quick!"

He tossed him a pile of submachine guns, submachine guns, and grenades that had been turned in from the corpse, and turned quickly.

Mei Sheng had a few broken teeth, his body was covered in blood, and most of his scalp was torn off. He pulled him into the crude trench tunnel, and then continued to pull back about twenty soldiers very quickly.

There were bloodstains dragging all over the ground, Xu Qing piled everyone behind the sandbags piled with tattered woven bags, and for the others who were alive, he also shouted and directed them to take their guns and retreat to defend their positions.

"Wanli, you are in danger alone..." Lei Gong yelled weakly, he had already been shot.

"Don't come out!" Xu Qing growled, then took a deep breath, and jumped out alone to continue fighting.

He couldn't bear it, he didn't want to, seeing these people die in vain, even though his whole body was boiled and his physical strength was exhausted very quickly, but seeing the enemies constantly surging up from the bottom of the slope...he knew that he could continue, and he could still do it to more!
"Shoot the Ghost! Shoot the Ghost..."

The Americans occupied the mountainside early, and soon, another wave of enemy organizations came up.

Some of these guys had just retreated after being defeated, and some had seen the tragic scene on the high ground a long time ago. All of them were frightened by Xu Qing's inhuman killing. The swift and violent movements were very clear in the crowd of battles. When they saw him jump out , Dozens of soldiers immediately raised their guns and shot at him in a hurry.

Xu Qing dodged a round of shooting and supported himself behind the limp corpse. The inertia of a large number of bullets made it difficult for him to move forward.

How familiar this scene is!
Just two or so days ago, Wu Qianli was pulling them to fight in the same way. Xu Qing still remembered the tough battle before Qianli fell into a coma. There was heavy artillery fire outside. Said the harshest words:
"...Since we promised others to guard this place, we can't break our promise. When I die, the party members go up, when the party members die, the league members go up, when the league members die, the soldiers go up, and the Seventh Company guards here—the people are on the ground."

Qilian: "People are in position!"

then.

In that battle, Wu Qianli fell, Qilian held on, and the high ground also held.

As for today's battle, Xu Qing knew in his heart that he must not disappoint Qianli's wish in vain, as long as there is a glimmer of hope that he can achieve it, he will fight this life today and don't want... to fight to the end!

Xu Qing's heroic spirit welled up in his heart, he pulled out the bloody long bayonet with a "squeak", gritted his teeth and pushed it forward again, roaring:
"kill!"

Holding the long knife in his hand, the devil was in front of his eyes, his body was like a long eagle hunter, and he rushed out again in an instant, killing, killing, killing!

In the wind, there was once again the piercing sound of bayonets piercing through the air, the twisting sound of cutting bones, the sound of bullets whizzing through the air, the bayonet flashing like a waterfall, and the sound of enemies falling to the ground. !
I don't know how long it has been, how long I have been fighting...

The enemy troops on the surrounding Xuefeng positions were repelled five or six times, and Xu Qing's movements also began to slow down.

The corpses of the enemy soldiers falling on the ground are not one by one, but in pieces: there are Koreans, Americans, whites, black ghosts, some with wide eyes, some holding their hands and swallowing blood. Throats, and some abdomens with gurgling white intestines, the coldness and blood heat scorched them at the same time.

The soldiers in the back also ran out of bullets again and again. The ammunition and firearms that Xu Qing threw in the past were just a drop in the bucket. The Americans also realized what he did. When someone was injured, they immediately dragged away their guns and equipment...

"Whirring whirring……"

Xu Qing was lying on the ground panting violently, a large puff of white mist steam rose from his body, the temperature was unimaginably high, and snow was floating in the sky, falling on his eyelids, the eyes were stained blood red, Somewhat fuzzy.

This time his rest was longer than usual.

Xu Qing had never felt so tired. He didn't know how many knives, shots, and enemies he had killed. His muscles were already trembling violently and he couldn't control himself.

He didn't want to move a finger...

But immediately, another wave of soldiers came up cautiously.

Puff puff puff!
Dozens of rifles pointed at him again, timidly emptied two rounds of magazines, and shot at the corpse in front of him, Xu Qing didn't move.

"Is that demon dead?"

"You go?"

"How about you go..."

"Soldier, it's you, don't back down."

"……Hurry up."

These soldiers chattered in low voices and were extremely nervous. Under the persecution of the American officer, a soldier had to be careful to come over to try.

He tiptoed forward, bent over, took a step suspiciously, observed, kept swallowing his saliva, and pressed the trigger on his hand at any time...

Snapped!
Xu Qing suddenly jumped up.

He blocked the muzzle of the gun to one side, then quickly turned the soldier over, holding the knife with both hands from top to bottom, and stabbed the knife body into the abdomen with a "poof", until it died hard, leaving only the handle of the knife.

"Ah..." And this poor American died in pain, he curled up like a shrimp, and there was endless panic and regret in his eyes at the last moment of being plunged into darkness!
He regretted that he should not have come.

Xu Qing pulled out the bayonet, and the blood flowed from the groove to the scorched black snow. He grabbed the dead body in front of him and stood in front of him. Looking at the people who were holding guns but did not dare to shoot, he shouted:

"You fucking have the ability to come - come again!!!"

(End of this chapter)