Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 143 Annihilation of the Navy SEALs!
Navy SEALs
"Sir, Tashanli is just ahead."

"According to the latest telegram, the garrison in Tashan is no match for the Chinese Iron Seventh Company and has surrendered after bombing their artillery!"

"Commander Locke allocated tanks to us, wanting us to quickly capture Tashanli and open a passage for the main force to retreat."

"That's what the U.S. Army captain said."

"Is it that Iron Seventh Company again?"

"Weren't there two companies stationed in Tashan? How come it fell so quickly..."

Major Stallone frowned, looking at the Tashanli defense line in the distance, and said.

"Sir, no matter how elite that Iron Seventh Company is, they probably fought with all their might to take down the defense line in Tashanli."

"Let's go all out and wipe them out completely."

The U.S. Army captain suggested.

"You're right. The main force of the Chinese army is right behind us. We don't have much time left to probe slowly. The first battle is the decisive battle, and we must decide the outcome in one fell swoop!"

"Pass down the order: divide into two combat echelons, advance layer by layer, and make sure to take Tashanli in one fell swoop!"

Major Stallone hesitated for a moment, but ultimately gave the order directly.

The current battlefield situation has reached a critical point; if we cannot break through, we will perish; if we are bogged down, we will also perish.

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, the U.S. Army captain quickly agreed.

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Soon, the organized SEAL team was divided into two large battalions and headed towards Tashanli.

Ahead of them were twelve tanks providing cover, a mix of Pershing heavy tanks and Sherman medium tanks, moving forward.

Members of the U.S. Navy SEALs followed behind the tank, using the tank's armor as cover, and prepared to fire their weapons.

The second formation consisted of jeeps equipped with M2 heavy machine guns and some light infantry, following closely behind the first formation.

Major Stallone's idea was simple: the first formation's heavy armor would withstand the Chinese army's firepower and tear the position apart along the entire front.

The second formation was mainly responsible for mopping up the remaining infantry and also served as a supervisory force.

"We are surrounded. Only by breaking through can we survive. Anyone who retreats will be shot dead immediately!"

Major Stallone, sitting in a jeep, fired three shots into the sky and shouted.

Upon hearing this, the U.S. Army sergeant in the first forward formation turned his head to look at Major Stallone, feeling slightly angry.

As elite veterans, they have the courage to charge forward, but being forced to charge forward by the supervisory team is a complete insult.

However, after seeing the defensive line at Tashanli ahead, these American soldiers could only suppress their anger for the time being.

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On the front

"Brother Chenggong, the American devils are here!"

Xu Mumu raised her gun and nervously aimed it ahead.

"Idiot, put it down!"

"The company commander said we're not allowed to fire without his orders, so don't fire accidentally!"

Successfully, he quickly lowered Xu Mumu's gun barrel and said.

"The company commander is right. The American devils' front ranks are all armored tanks. If we fire now, we'll just expose our firing positions and won't cause any damage at all."

"Grab your grenades and await the company commander's orders!"

Prehistoric patted Xu Mumu on the shoulder and handed her the incendiary grenade.

"middle."

Xu Mumu nodded, staring intently at the American tanks ahead, and replied.

"It's time! Incendiary grenades, rifle grenades!"

Wu Wanli put down his binoculars, shouted, and waved his hand.

"Throw!"

Officers such as Shi Qianpinghe shouted loudly from all sides of the position.

In an instant, countless white phosphorus incendiary grenades were thrown toward the front of the American tanks.

At the same time, Yu Congrong led a team of soldiers to raise rifle grenades and launch white phosphorus smoke grenades.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, a series of flashes lit up the front of the American tanks, and the deafening explosions caused the American soldiers at the front to experience ringing in their ears.

"Don't panic, the shrapnel from Chinese grenades can't penetrate our tank armor at all!"

"Charge! Keep charging!"

Major Stallone shouted.

"Sir, their objective doesn't seem to be destroying the tanks!"

The U.S. Army captain standing nearby sensed something was wrong and quickly pointed to the center of the battlefield.

In front of the tank, thick white smoke billowed up, instantly obscuring the tank's observation scope and making the infantry behind it see nothing but white smoke, causing a slight disruption to the march.

"Smoke grenade? Hahahaha..."

"It seems that the telegram was not fake; the garrison in Tashan did indeed blow up all the cannons."

"Otherwise, they would never have used smoke to obscure their artillery's view, since these heavy armors can almost only be destroyed by artillery fire."

Major Stallone saw the billowing smoke, paused for half a second, and then burst into laughter.

“Sir, we cannot let our guard down.”

"The Chinese army is very adept at using bazookas and explosive charges to destroy tank armor. I guess they're releasing smoke now because of that!"

The U.S. Army captain thought for a moment and then reminded him.

"They want to take advantage of our eagerness to attack? I'll show them!"

"Order the tanks of the first formation to reduce the intervals between marches and try to stick together to prevent Chinese troops from flanking and getting close to the infantry, otherwise it will be difficult to fight in the melee."

"In addition, all tanks should slow down and coordinate with infantry fire to indiscriminately sweep the smoke ahead, so as not to give the Chinese army a chance to destroy the tanks!"

Major Stallone thought for a moment and then gave the order.

"Sir, I have a feeling this is a bit risky. What if the Chinese army also has artillery? Wouldn't we be..."

Upon hearing this, the U.S. Army captain frowned and offered his advice.

"If they had it, wouldn't releasing smoke obscure their own line of sight for artillery fire?"

"I reckon even if they have some, they only have mortars, which won't be able to break through our armor. Just pass on the order like this."

Major Stallone hesitated for two seconds, looked at the smoke ahead, and finally made up his mind.

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, the U.S. Army captain had no choice but to agree.

Soon, the American tanks in front clustered together as much as possible, and the density of their firepower increased significantly.

With the slowed march and the reinforcements from elite US infantry, a curtain of fire almost formed in front of the SEALs, making it impossible for anyone to break through.

On the front

"Company commander, these American troops have strong firepower and have reduced the density of their tanks, so our light infantry have no chance to blow up the tracks!"

"Unless...they get closer."

Wu Siyi was originally eager to try out the bundle of grenades, but when he saw the firepower in the distance, he immediately frowned.

"Who said I was sending a suicide squad to blow up tanks?"

"Blast them with artillery!"

Wu Wanli put down his binoculars and smiled slightly.

"But this smoke..."

Shiqian paused for a moment, then hesitated before speaking.

"I can tell how far away the American tanks are by the volume of their machine guns. This smoke is for the Americans and won't affect our artillery at all!"

"Listen carefully to the coordinates I'm giving you, and use flag signals to relay them directly to the artillery behind you. Fire as I say!"

Wu Wanli said with confidence in his eyes.

"Yes!"

Holding the flag, Liu Hanqing, who was ready, quickly agreed.

"Open the Sky Eye map and switch to the Company of Heroes perspective."

Wu Wanli pretended to listen to the volume of the gunfire ahead, but in reality, he was silently reciting something in his mind.

Soon, an aerial view appeared in Wu Wanli's mind, showing the precise positions of the American tanks.

"The coordinates of the artillery fire against American tanks and infantry units are..."

Wu Wanli observed the Sky Eye map and quickly shouted out the known coordinates.

Having anticipated this, Liu Hanqing immediately signaled to the artillery positions behind him with a flag, directly transmitting the coordinates reported by Wu Wanli.

"coming!"

Lei Gong had been observing through his binoculars, and when he saw the signalmen move, he quickly shouted.

Upon hearing this, the artillery soldiers quickly finished loading the shells and listened attentively for further instructions.

"High and low plus six, eighteen mils to the left... Fire!"

Thunder God roared loudly.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With a series of muffled thuds, flashes of light appeared from the muzzle of howitzers, and powerful shells flew in an arc, accurately striking the American tanks.

"Boom!!" A shell hit the top of the tank precisely, tearing through the thin upper armor, and shrapnel blasted the American soldiers inside into a bloody mess.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

More shells rained down near the American tanks, especially in the densely packed areas behind them, the orange-red flashes of fire mixed with shrapnel bursting forth like a shower of flowers.

After a round of shelling, some American tanks had their tracks blown off by bombs and lost their mobility, while some elite American troops were engulfed by the artillery fire in groups, leaving only charred corpses and blood.

"What!?"

"How can this be!!"

"Didn't our men say the artillery was destroyed? What's with all this howitzer fire?!"

As Stallone watched the artillery barrage, an overwhelming sense of despair welled up within him, and his face turned deathly pale.

Thinking about his recent order to huddle the tanks together, wouldn't that make it easier for the Chinese army's artillery to strike?
"Something's not right, something's not right!"

"With such thick smoke, how could they possibly carry out such precise artillery strikes? Is God acting as their scout from heaven?!"

Major Stallone felt a sudden jolt of fear as he thought of this, and a deep sense of dread filled his eyes.

"Sir, perhaps... they were just lucky?"

The U.S. Army captain paused for a moment, offering words of comfort that even he himself seemed uncertain about.

"Yes! They must have been lucky!"

"We cannot retreat. We've already penetrated too deeply. If we retreat, we'll be wiped out by artillery fire. Continue the attack!"

Major Stallone, as if grasping at a straw, roared the order with bloodshot eyes, like a crazed gambler.

"call out--"

"call out--"

As soon as Stallone finished speaking, another series of grenades, accompanied by the deafening roar of tearing through the air, plummeted down onto the armored vehicles of the American tanks.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Countless shells fell with pinpoint accuracy, and the sound of explosions soared into the sky.

After the flames subsided, the American tanks looked like dried-up, rotten flesh, their armor instantly collapsing and bursting into flames.

"Ah! Help me! Help me!"

A U.S. soldier whose lower body had been blown off screamed in despair and crawled backward with his hands.

There were also American soldiers lying on the ground with shrapnel lodged in their faces, their bodies still twitching.

Thick blood, charred limbs and severed bodies, and shriveled tank armor wreckage constitute the horrific scene of the American troops after the bombing.

In fact, Wu Wanli's accurate celestial eye reporting alone wouldn't have such an effect.

However, the combined orders from Major Stallone and Wu Wanli's perpetual superhuman luck sealed the fate of the US Navy SEALs.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

Major Stallone, his heart bleeding, shouted as he looked at the loss of almost all the tanks.

The American soldiers at the front had long lost the will to resist, and upon hearing the order to retreat, they all got up and ran to the rear.

On the front

"Comrades, give them a good beating!"

Wu Wanli picked up a Thompson submachine gun and began firing wildly at the American soldiers in the distance.

At the same time, the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company opened fire.

In an instant, light and heavy machine guns and submachine guns opened fire simultaneously, the dense bullets forming streaks of red fire as American soldiers swept through the area.

Some American soldiers had only run a few steps backward when they were hit by deadly bullets from behind.

Blood blossoms flew through the air, and corpses fell heavily to the ground. The battlefield now seemed to have become a slaughterhouse where the Seventh Steel Company was reaping its harvest.

"Quick, let's get out of here!"

"Turn around, drive, and run!"

Major Stallone gave the order without hesitation.

"Yes, sir!"

The jeep driver quickly turned the steering wheel and drove off in the opposite direction.

"Rumble————"

At that moment, the sound of armored vehicles roaring could be heard.

However, at that moment, an armored convoy suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

"Could it be... the main force of the 38th Regiment has arrived?"

A glimmer of hope rose in Major Stallone's heart, and he quickly raised his binoculars to look into the distance.

However, a red flag bearing the Chinese characters for "Steel Seventh Company" shattered his hopes.

"Fuck you! How did you get into this mess?!"

Major Stallone's mouth gaped open, his eyes filled with despair.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a shell landed not far from his jeep.

The massive shockwave immediately overturned the jeep, and Stallone instinctively rolled over a few times before finally lying on the ground covered in dust.

"Fuck you!"

Stallone felt himself in a dog-like position and angrily tried to get up to find cover, but was suddenly tackled to the ground by a U.S. Army captain.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Under Gao Daxing's orders, the tanks of the Seventh Steel Company opened fire simultaneously, destroying the American vehicles one by one.

Now, with only light infantry remaining, the US military has virtually no chance of escape.

Some of the American soldiers, who refused to believe in the danger, scattered and ran to both sides.

Inside Tank No. 2
"Oh? Trying to run away?"

"Level the anti-aircraft guns and give them a good blast!"

Gao Daxing was overjoyed and shouted into the communications radio station.

"Yes!"

As the radio responded, the M16 anti-aircraft guns were leveled and began firing in the direction of the retreating American troops.

"Dong dong dong dong dong dong..."

Large-caliber bullets rained down, instantly killing all the fleeing American soldiers.

On the front

"Comrades, fix bayonets and charge with me!"

Wu Wanli picked up his gun and charged ahead of the remaining SEALs.

"Come on!"

The soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company rushed towards the American troops.

"Surrender and you will not be killed! Surrender and you will not be killed! Surrender and you will not be killed!"

Under Wu Wanli's command, the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company shouted out the only English phrase they knew.

Seeing that they had no chance of resistance, the U.S. Navy SEALs laid down their weapons and surrendered.

……

"Company commander, we've captured over a hundred Garand rifles, three heavy machine guns, six light machine guns, and more than twenty submachine guns. We have plenty of ammunition!"

"In addition, two Sherman tanks, one Pershing heavy tank, and one troop carrier were captured."

Pinghe reported.

"Great! Our Steel Seventh Company's armored forces are about to grow stronger again. Are there enough people to operate them?"

Wu Wanli smiled and asked.

"It's enough now, but it won't be enough if we capture more later."

"We also need to replenish these weapons with the personnel we need from above, otherwise it will be troublesome to obtain them."

Yu Congrong chuckled and said.

"You're handing over the excess? You really think it's all ours? You've been spoiled by your superiors, haven't you!"

Wu Wanli laughed in anger, kicked Yu Congrong in the butt, and said.

"Reporting to the company commander, according to the latest intelligence provided by higher command, the main force of the US 38th Regiment will soon be able to resist the Tashanli defense line."

“A regiment of several thousand men is far more powerful than these small American units; we need to prepare early.”

Liu Hanqing walked over with a telegram in his hand and said.

"The main force of the US 38th Regiment probably doesn't know that we've wiped out the entire SEAL team yet, does it?"

Wu Wanli thought for a moment and then smiled.

"Our firepower was very effective; not a single fleeing soldier escaped. The rest were either mowed down by our firepower or surrendered directly. The main force of the US 38th Regiment really didn't know."

"But... what does this have to do with our upcoming battle?"

Gao Daxing said confidently.

"Have the Navy SEALs' prisoners of war send a telegram to the U.S. 38th Regiment, saying that after a bloody battle, the Tashanli defense line has been captured and the Steel Seventh Company has been defeated!"

Wu Wanli thought for a moment and then said.

"Yes!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Liu Hanqing's eyes, which quickly turned into excitement, and he hurriedly agreed.

(End of this chapter)