Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

The two American teams disappeared in the heavy snow.

Ten minutes passed and there was still no sound of gunfire.

Seeing this, the adjutant asked Smith, "Commander, what should we do next?"

Smith's expression became more and more solemn. For some reason, instead of feeling relieved, he became more and more uncertain.

"Send a battalion of troops to quickly occupy the high ground on both sides."

Smith ordered.

"Yes!"

Soon, a battalion of American soldiers began to climb Hill 1081.

Because the mountain was steep and only wide enough for two or three people to pass through, they had to line up in a long queue and climb up with difficulty.

"Captain Li, aren't you going to fight yet?"

Captain Song asked anxiously.

Li Xiangyang was impressed that Smith was really calm and collected, and he did not make any mistakes even in this situation.

"Put it in further."

He said: "When the fight starts, I will make them focus on their heads and not their butts!"

Before long, the American soldiers climbed halfway up the mountain, and the soldiers on Hill 1081 could already vaguely see the enemy.

At this moment, the sound of artillery shells rumbled from the rear of the 1st Cavalry Division of M.

"The enemy is catching up!"

The 1st Cavalry Division of the United States was in a panic, with fear written on everyone's face.

Now that they have no firepower cover from heavy weapons, they simply don't have the courage to fight against the Dragon Nation army.

"Master, what should we do?!"

the adjutant shouted in panic.

Smith's face turned grim. "Let the soldiers move forward at full speed!"

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, there was a "da da da" sound of heavy machine gun fire from the high ground.

"what!"

The American soldiers were concentrating on climbing the mountain when suddenly four or five machine guns were set up above their heads and fired at them.

After just one encounter, the American soldier crawling in the front was hit by a bullet and rolled down the hillside.

"SHIT!"

The American soldier behind was unable to dodge and was knocked down directly.

"beat!"

Li Xiangyang shouted loudly, took the lead in raising his submachine gun, and fired wildly at the American soldiers who were still struggling to climb.

"Kill!"

The soldiers on Hill 1081 were like chickens with their blood pumped up, venting their anger towards the American troops below.

"suddenly"

Caught off guard, most of a battalion of American soldiers were wiped out.

Faced with the sudden attack, the American battalion commander shouted loudly: "Don't panic, find shelter on the spot and prepare to counterattack..."

Before he could finish his words, he was hit in the head by a bullet.

"SHIT..."

He looked towards the top of the mountain unwillingly, trying to see through the layers of wind and snow who had shot him dead.

Faintly, he seemed to see a pair of cold eyes.

"boom!"

The American battalion commander fell heavily to the ground, without a sound.

[Points +300]

The system prompt sounds at the right time.

Li Xiangyang grinned, the officers of the Eagle Sauce are more valuable than the officers of the Southern Dynasty.

Without any pause, he immediately turned the gun and shot at other enemies.

No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat. In order to stop the 1st Cavalry Division of the United States, he spent a lot of points.

"There are enemies ahead!"

Faced with the situation of being attacked from both sides, Smith's teeth were almost broken.

He wanted to order his soldiers to charge forward, but the enemy's firepower was so strong that it didn't look like they were short of manpower at all.

And, judging from the situation, it seems that the enemy has endless ammunition.

When did the Dragon Nation Army become so wealthy?!

"Boom!"

The gunfire from behind was very dense, without any interruption.

"Call the general right away and ask him to send someone to pick us up!"

Smith roared, "Tell MacArthur that if you are late, you will have to wait to collect the bodies of the 1st Cavalry Division!"

"boom!"

A shell landed less than two meters behind him.

"Master!"

Two soldiers quickly tackled him and pinned him down.

"Rumble"

The shell exploded and two American soldiers were hit by flying shrapnel and killed on the spot.

Smith got up covered in dust and dirt and found that the soldiers around him were suffering an unprecedented massacre.

Countless artillery pieces and heavy machine guns fired at them crazily.

The earth was wailing and the soldiers fell one by one.

The white valley was dyed scarlet.

Seeing this, Smith shed tears of despair.

They are very familiar with this style of play.

All along, it was the 1st Cavalry Division of the United States that suppressed the enemy with heavy firepower and easily annihilated the enemy.

But now, the offensive and defensive situation has changed.

Having lost its tanks and other heavy weapons, the 1st Cavalry Division seemed unable to fight and could only allow the enemy to attack at will.

"Who could have defeated this army if not God Himself, wearing a helmet and participating in the battle?"

It was not until this moment that Smith finally realized how terrifying the Dragon Army was that was able to defeat them with only light infantry!

After two rounds of concentrated fire, the 1st Cavalry Division of the United States had lost nearly one-third of its troops.

Moreover, this number is rapidly increasing.

"FUCK!"

Seeing the people around them falling one after another, the remaining American soldiers were frightened and they climbed up the hillside in panic.

This actually accelerated their demise.

The soldiers on Hill 1081, armed with semi-automatic rifles, shot and killed the American soldiers climbing up one by one.

Soon, a magnificent scenery formed on the hillside.

The people below were trying their best to climb up.

The people above kept rolling down.

The two groups of people overlapped together, like bowling, knocking down a large area.

Such funny scenes are happening everywhere.

The narrow Hill 1081 completely became the graveyard of the 1st Cavalry Division of the United States.

"Hahaha, these Americans deserve it!"

The soldiers laughed and were very excited.

Captain Zhang was so happy that he could hardly stop smiling. "Xiangyang, it's all thanks to the ammunition you captured!"

Li Xiangyang didn't smile, his expression was a little solemn.

He knew very well that once the enemy's superiors received the news that the 1st Cavalry Division of the United States had been ambushed, they would definitely send a large number of reinforcements.

Hill 1081 is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If you want to take it, you need a large number of bombers.

"Captain Zhang, pick some comrades and hurry up to dig an air-raid shelter!"

Li Xiangyang said.

"What do you mean?"

Battalion Commander Zhang was stunned for a moment, "Shouldn't we destroy them all at once now?"

"The enemy's reinforcements will arrive soon. Don't you notice that their firepower has weakened a lot?"

Li Xiangyang pointed at the 1st Cavalry Division below and said, "They are conserving their firepower."

Upon hearing this, Captain Zhang suddenly became much more sober.

"Damn it, these foreign devils are so cunning!"

Looking down at the valley, Captain Zhang gritted his teeth in hatred.

He originally thought that the 1st Cavalry Division of the United States had given up resistance, but he didn't expect that they were just mobilizing troops.

"I'll take people to dig an air-raid shelter right now!"

Battalion Commander Zhang made a prompt decision and hurried away with more than 20 soldiers.