Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 51: Polar Bear Regiment Flag Steamed Buns!

"Um----"

The jeep roared toward the American flank in an "S" shaped path.

Countless bullets flew in, striking the jeep's metal frame and sending sparks flying.

"Pong-"

The car's windshield was shattered, and countless panes of glass exploded rapidly like crystals.

However, thanks to his incredible luck, the Jeep was not hit in the tires or fuel tank and continued to speed along.

"Yu Congrong, kill them!"

Wu Wanli gripped the steering wheel tightly and roared.

"Look at me!"

Yu Congrong operated the M2 heavy machine gun, firing wildly at the American troops.

The 12.7mm bullets, like small cannonballs, blasted seven or eight American soldiers to pieces with a single burst.

Upon seeing the threat posed by the jeeps, the American troops gritted their teeth and moved two of the three machine guns that had just suppressed Wu Qianli and his men's charge to suppress the jeeps.

“De de de de de de…”

Two machine guns fired from the left and right, sweeping towards the jeep's location to block its movement.

"Damn it! We'll get riddled with bullets like that!"

Upon sensing the battlefield threat, Wu Wanli made a half-spin with his left hand, and the jeep veered sharply towards the blocked gap.

He then drew his M1919 pistol with his right hand, aimed it at the two machine guns, and fired a shot at each.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two pistol bullets left the barrel and struck the two machine gunners in the head, splattering two sprays of blood!
"He managed to hit that!"

"Beautiful, Wanli!"

Yu Congrong's eyes widened, and he praised loudly.

"Keep firing! Let's suppress and draw the American fire for another minute!"

"In one minute, my brother will be able to lead his men and storm into the American devils' faces!"

Wu Wanli estimated the time briefly and then shouted.

"it is good!"

"You damned American devils, die!"

Yu Congrong, clutching a heavy machine gun, roared as he opened fire on the American troops.

A barrage of bullets rained down, pinning the American soldiers down.

Seeing that the situation was not good, a U.S. Army sergeant called for two other U.S. Army soldiers, one of whom was given a bazooka.

They had just picked up the bazooka, estimating the three possible routes the jeep might take, intending to block it from firing.

"besides!"

"Then let me show you what a humanoid self-propelled mortar really is!"

Wu Wanli's battlefield threat sensor kicked in again. He quickly pulled out a grenade, held it for two seconds, and threw it at the American troops.

The grenade spun in the air and landed precisely in mid-air between the three American soldiers.

"boom!"

The grenade exploded instantly, its iron fragments scattering like a shower of flowers, carrying immense potential energy as they pierced the flesh of the American soldiers with maximum force.

The three American soldiers, along with Bazooka, fell to the ground and died instantly.

"This skill is something I come with by default!"

Wu Wanli looked at the American troops in the distance, turned the steering wheel triumphantly, and with a sudden stop, swerved to drift to the right.

"boom!"

A grenade exploded just in front of Wu Wanli, and two shrapnel fragments were deeply embedded in the metal of the vehicle frame.

"Damn! Wu Wanli, you're pretty good at racing too!"

Looking at the shrapnel from the explosion, Yu Congrong said with a hint of lingering fear.

"Nonsense, with battlefield threat sensing and directional control, plus godlike luck, surviving for a minute or two is easy..."

Wu Wanli smiled slightly and thought to himself.

On the other side, nearly a third of the US troops had been killed in a series of assaults by Wu Wanli and Yu Congrong.

"Comrades, show no mercy! Kill!"

At this moment, Wu Qianli also led his troops up and charged forward, firing his submachine gun and shouting.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the artillery platoon raised their guns and mowed down all the American soldiers.

Many American soldiers were shot before they could surrender and fell to the ground in pools of blood.

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At the same time, at the village entrance
The U.S. lieutenant realized something was wrong and quickly told the soldiers to get on the troop carrier.

The U.S. Army troop carriers sped off, trying to rush out of the village, but unexpectedly, Lei Gong was waiting there.

"dinner time!"

Lei Gong looked down at the American military vehicles and shouted.

In an instant, a volley of mortar shells flew out and slammed into the area around the US troop carrier.

A violent explosion rang out, and flames engulfed the American troops.

The U.S. lieutenant led the remaining U.S. troops to quickly disembark and set up firing positions to resist.

But after Pinghe aimed and fired a few shots, all the American soldiers at the firing point were killed.

"Comrades, charge!" Mei Sheng, holding a submachine gun, led the charge downwards.

"Come on!"

Upon seeing this, the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon and the artillery platoon shouted and charged towards the American troops.

The American troops did not put up a fight for long before they were almost completely wiped out by the Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers who rushed over, and the battle quickly came to an end.

"Instructor, this U.S. Army lieutenant is wounded."

Pinghe looked at the wounded American lieutenant and said.

"Interrogate him. If he cooperates, bandage him up and give him medicine. After the interrogation, go and meet up with the company commander and the others."

Mei Sheng glanced at the U.S. Army lieutenant and said.

"Yes!"

Pinghe responded

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By this time, the American troops on the hillside had been completely cleared out.
"Happy, happy!"

"Company Commander, let Wu Wanli be the platoon leader of the firepower platoon from now on. I'll fight alongside him!"

"After playing for so long, this is the first time I've ever had such an exciting and carefree time!"

Yu Congrong patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder and shouted excitedly.

"You're a veteran yourself, yet you've become addicted to adventures with this kid Wanli, haven't you!"

Wu Qianli laughed in anger and kicked Yu Congrong in the butt.

"Brother, this is for you!"

Wu Wanli handed the M1919 pistol to Wu Qianli and said with a smile.

"Great! Good gun!"

"You little rascal, you still remember your brother, huh!"

Wu Qianli examined the pistol for a while, then looked up at Wu Wanli and said with a touch of emotion.

"Brother, as long as you like it, don't even mention the gun!"

"I'll even steal the Polar Bear Regiment's flag to use for steaming buns for you!"

Wu Wanli grinned.

“Hey… Wanli, I know that war is a sharp knife.”

"But... steel is easily broken!"

"We've only fought small groups so far. When we get to Xinxingli, and we're really facing the Polar Bear Regiment, you can't afford to be reckless!"

Wu Qianli patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder and said with concern.

"Don't worry, brother, I understand."

Wu Wanli laughed.

"Company commander, the political instructor and the others are back."

Gao Daxing pointed to the figure not far away and reminded him.

"Company commander, this battle was well worth it!"

"Pinghe has just interrogated the prisoners. It turns out that this group of American troops was originally going to garrison and guard the 1100-meter high ground in Xinxingli."

Mei Sheng greeted Wu Qianli with a smile as soon as he saw him.

"Beautiful, it's definitely worth it!"

"It's much easier to eliminate this American force here than to forcefully attack the high ground later!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Qianli nodded excitedly.

"Company commander, you have a good gun!"

Mei Sheng noticed the M1919 pistol and said.

"That kid Wu Wanli gave it to me, hahaha..."

"That kid's good. He single-handedly beheaded the US lieutenant company commander. Otherwise, how could we have won so easily!"

"This kind of face-saving thing must be reported, and Wanli should be credited for it!"

Wu Qianli touched the cold barrel of the pistol, a smug smile almost reaching his ears as he spoke.

"Oh, oh, oh, you think you're all that just because you gave him a pistol? You think you're so great? Just now outside the village, who said Wanli was taking such a risk? They made him write a self-criticism..."

Yu Congrong leaned close to Lei Gong's ear and muttered something under his breath.

"Yu Congrong, you're asking for it, aren't you?!"

Wu Qianli, feigning anger, kicked Yu Congrong in the buttocks.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Upon seeing this, the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company burst into laughter.

"Company commander, now that the American troops on Hill 1100 have been eliminated ahead of schedule, let's hurry over there."

"To avoid alerting the US military and then sending other troops up."

Mei Sheng suppressed the upward curve of his lips and said, barely holding back his laughter.

"The instructor is right!"

"Steel Seventh Company, after cleaning up the battlefield, continue your march!"

"Target: Xinxingli Hill 1100!"

Wu Qianli let Yu Congrong go and nodded as he gave the order.