Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 20 The Chinese Army! The Spear of God!
In the azure sky
"damn it!"

"Jerry, my heart is racing. I have this feeling...like being stared at by death!"

"I heard that the Chinese army has entered North Korea and is fighting fiercely in Unsan. Could it be..."

Pilot Tom suddenly felt a pang of panic and quickly turned on the radio.

"Oh Tom, do you know what you're saying?"

"We are the proud American Air Force, and no one in North Korea can threaten our lives!"

"Chinese troops? How many fighter jets or anti-aircraft artillery do they have?"

"We can't possibly defeat us with their Chinese Kung Fu, can we?"

Pilot Jerry scoffed and said.

"Okay, you're right. The Chinese are just a bunch of farmers. I was overthinking it."

Tom prayed to God silently and spoke slowly.

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On the gravel beach
Wu Wanli gripped the Mosin-Nagant tightly, adjusted his breathing rhythm, and his brain rapidly calculated various data.

In the sky, the targeted American fighter jet remained completely unaware, still cutting through the air like a fierce eagle as it swooped down toward the Seventh Company.

"It's now!"

"die!"

Wu Wanli aimed his gun at the front of the fighter jet, and following his instincts, he pulled the trigger sharply.

"boom!"

In an instant, Mosin-Nagant let out a deafening roar.

Gunfire erupted instantly, and the bullet shot out of the chamber, spinning rapidly as it hurtled toward the front of the fighter jet.

"Oh!"

The fighter jet's flight path and the bullet's trajectory intersect perfectly!
The fighter jet collided with the bullet at high speed, producing a dull thud.

The bullet shattered the fighter jet's glass canopy and struck the American pilot in the shoulder; a chilling wind swept the debris into the cockpit.

"what!"

"Jerry! I've been shot!"

Despite the excruciating pain in his shoulder, pilot Tom desperately tried to control the fighter jet, attempting an emergency landing, and shouted loudly.

"Could it really be the Chinese army! That accuracy... it's like the Gun of God!"

Jerry was taken aback at first, but when he saw the fighter jet swaying not far away, his heart skipped a beat and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Those American devils are really lucky to be alive!"

"Then I'll give you a quick death!"

Wu Wanli pulled the bolt sharply, a crisp "click" sounded, and the golden bullet casings were ejected. The muzzle was once again aimed at the sky.

"boom!"

With a muffled gunshot, the fiery red gunfire blazed up again.

The gleaming yellow bullet ripped through the sky like a shooting star, plunging headlong into the fighter jet's fuel tank. "Boom!"

Instantly, a series of sparks, like ignited embers, burst forth from the breach in the fuel tank.

The shockwave from the explosion ripped through the air, deafeningly loud.

Flames and black smoke danced wildly between the blue sky and white clouds, as if mocking the cruelty of war.

The wreckage of the fighter jets scattered like wildflowers, turning the sky a scorching red.

The other side of the gravel beach

The soldiers of the 7th Infiltration Company witnessed all of this, their eyes wide with shock and their mouths agape.

"My God, this...this is a marksman who can shoot from ten thousand miles away!"

"Two bullets, one American fighter jet destroyed!"

Yu Congrong's mouth was agape as he exclaimed in surprise.

"Pinghe, those two shots fired by Comrade Wu Wanli..."

Mei Sheng took a deep breath to calm himself down and asked.

"One shot might be luck, but two quick, consecutive shots hitting the target is almost a miracle!"

"If it were someone else, they might not even dare to try..."

Pinghe remained silent for half a second, then murmured.

"Isn't it obvious what Wanli is up to?"

"That idiot shot at the plane to save the Seventh Company!"

"Otherwise, American fighter jets might already be hitting us..."

Deputy Company Commander He Changgui sighed and said with concern.

"The American fighter jets have turned around; Wanli is in grave danger..."

Wu Qianli looked at the American fighter jets circling and changing course in the sky and said anxiously.

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In the sky, inside the cockpit of a US fighter jet

"Oh my god!"

"Damn Chinese army, I will make you pay in blood!"

Jerry felt a chill run down his spine. He cursed angrily and, gripping the control stick, changed course and swooped down towards Wu Wanli.

He understood that this one-in-a-million marksman posed a greater threat than hundreds of soldiers and had to be eliminated!
Below, at the scree beach

Wu Wanli pulled the bolt again, once again pointing the gun at the American fighter jets in the sky.

But he didn't fire immediately, because in this kind of confrontation, he only had one chance.

If you miss, you die!
"Just die, let's fight!"

After shouting loudly, Wu Wanli held his breath, and with a determination to live or die, pulled the trigger hard.

Today's update counts as my missed day. Starting tomorrow, the author will definitely work harder!
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