Zhou Qingfeng has never received formal military training. His combat skills were taught by Butcher and Katarina. They are simple, practical, not fancy, and have no rules. With the superpowers he has mastered, he can be a powerful special operations fighter.
personnel, but not good soldiers.
Uncle Zhou has never done anything like charging on the battlefield? He thought that the most correct way was to get in front of the enemy as quickly as possible. Little did he know that a real charge requires stopping a few meters away from each other.
The soldiers advanced layer by layer in groups, and the correct way was to take cover alternately. Those who stood upright and faced the bullets were all idiots with mental problems.
In World War I and World War II, the opposing sides in battles often only advanced a few hundred meters a day, and it was really difficult to move forward. How could it be possible for someone like Uncle Zhou to advance dozens of meters in one breath and rush directly into the enemy's position - even though he was carrying bullets?
After rushing in, my legs were shaking.
However, Uncle Zhou's life-threatening impact also brought a great sense of shock. The Nanbang Second Battalion's line had already been crumbling in the ambush. A platoon was suppressed by him with rifles and could not lift its head. Now seeing this murderous soldier charging forward
When they arrived, many people simply threw away their guns and surrendered.
The surrender of a Nanbang platoon quickly triggered a chain reaction. When the gap in the battle line was opened, the reserves of the 354th Regiment of the Volunteer Army quickly rushed in through the gap. This was really like a tiger and unstoppable.
The acting battalion commander of the Second Battalion of Nanbang suddenly lost his temper. Less than ten minutes into the battle, his situation was already extremely dangerous, and a company collapsed so easily.
"The third company is on the spot to block the attack. The other companies occupy the high ground on the left. Quick, quick... go up to the high ground on the left and wait for reinforcements." Although Battalion Commander Nanbang lost one company, his second battalion still had a huge number of people, with seven remaining.
Eight hundred people, all their weapons and equipment are still there, and they still have the strength to fight.
In order to survive, all the remaining members of the Nanbang 2nd Battalion rushed to the high ground on the left side of the road and held on from a high position. Behind them were the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Nanbang Regiment and in front of them were the 2nd Regiment and 3rd Battalion. It cannot be said that they were completely hopeless.
For Zhou Qingfeng's troops, their mission was to quickly annihilate the Nanbang reinforced battalion of more than a thousand people. Companies ran past him one after another and launched a battle against the enemy, but he pretended to be out of breath.
leaning against the ridge.
"How are you, Mr. Zhou?" the squad leader asked with concern.
"I'm fine, I'm just a little exhausted." Zhou Qingfeng said.
The squad leader also watched Zhou Qingfeng dash through the enemy's lines with his own eyes, so he didn't have much doubt. In the past, it would have been impossible to launch such a charge without killing several comrades in the face of the enemy's heavy machine gun, but with a fierce general like Zhou Qingfeng,
It actually opened the gap without anyone dying.
"You performed well just now. Now take a break and be responsible for gathering the prisoners of war with the comrades of the rear guard company." The squad leader asked Zhou Qingfeng to stay and lead the charge to continue.
The subsequent reserve teams also gave Zhou Qingfeng constant thumbs up, saying, 'Comrade, well done', 'Well done', 'Learn from you'.
Zhou Qingfeng was still panting like a hero. He accepted the praise with a silly smile and thought to himself: What should I study? I obviously don't understand, okay? If I knew that this was not an attack in one breath, I wouldn't be so stupid.
It's rushed. No matter how many lives I have, it's not enough to go through such trouble!
Beside the dirt road overgrown with weeds, Zhou Qingfeng, a country boy, saw that no one was paying attention to him, and he quickly became energetic. His eyes were wide open, and he looked around for trophies - the country team wanted to return everything they captured to the public, and Zhou Qingfeng really wanted to do this.
But there was no way to survive.
There was a truck on the road that had been abandoned by Nan Bang during the ambush. Zhou Qingfeng saw that no one was paying attention to him and quickly jumped into the cab of the truck. The driver of Nan Bang was shot in the chest and was already dead. He was on the driver's body.
After groping for a while, I found a box of American cigarettes and a lighter.
Just these things? Come on, drivers these days are all technicians, and they are much more expensive than soldiers, so why are there nothing useful?
Zhou Qingfeng searched the entire cab and finally found several boxes of K-meals issued by the US military. Seeing this stuff really made me burst into tears.
The U.S. military's food supply is divided into meal A, meal B, and meal C. Meal A is fresh ingredients, meal B is semi-finished food that needs to be processed, and meal C is emergency field food. In order to supply Nanbang, they also deliberately produced inferior food.
K meals.
But it is such a K meal, which is considered poor for feeding dogs by the US military. It also contains rice, canned food, biscuits, seasonings, and even Nanbang notes that can be used to buy food on the spot. In comparison, what does the volunteer army have?
?Fried noodles? There is not even fried noodles now, only fried soybeans and boiled sorghum.
Don’t think that ‘fried noodles’ are fried noodles. No, they are the same thing as flour. That thing is really hard to eat or swallow. If you don’t believe it, you can try eating the flour at home, it will definitely choke you to death.
Seeing the K meal, Zhou Qingfeng felt as if he had found a treasure. He stuffed three whole K meals into his mouth as quickly as possible, and drank all the water bottle of the corpse, barely filling his stomach.
There were several sealed packages of K meals in the cab. He originally wanted to put them into his dry food bag, but had no choice but to give up.
"Forget it, you can't lose the big for the small." Zhou Qingfeng resisted the urge to collect food and disposed of the unpacked K meal packaging. "I am now a 'party activist'. I should share the joys and sorrows with my comrades. My image is very important. Can I
It’s good if you eat it secretly, forget about the rest.”
Leaving the truck, Zhou Qingfeng ran to the body of Captain Nanbang, who had been killed with a bayonet before, while no one was watching, and said, "You look like an official, don't let me down."
What are you going to do after defeating the monsters? Look through the corpses to open the treasure chest!
Zhou Qingfeng quickly searched the corpse and immediately found something. In addition to getting two more boxes of cigarettes, he also found a watch and a pen. "Oh my god, I'm so excited when I see a watch."
situation."
Compared with food that is not easy to hide, watches and pens are much simpler. Watches can tell time and pens can write. Don’t think this is unimportant. The more common things are, the more important they are.
There was a telescope on the corpse of Captain Nanbang, but Zhou Qingfeng didn't take it because he would have to hand it in if he took it. Instead, he took out the gun attached to the corpse and played with it.
"M1911A1, old brother, we meet again." The first gun Zhou Qingfeng touched was the M1911A1 designed by firearms master Browning. But he still did not take the pistol, but took off the body's armor.
The Volunteer Army's portable equipment lagged behind, and was still tied up with straps. The Nanbang Company Commander in front of him used the equipment issued by the Americans, which looked much more fashionable and easy to use.
Zhou Qingfeng even ignored the blood stains and took off the warm leather jacket that the corpse was wearing. "Ah..., this is a good thing. I don't have to worry about getting cold."
Zhou Qingfeng quickly dragged the body to the woods on the roadside, took off his useful clothes and put them on himself. He even found a pair of cotton socks, which was a miracle.
"I can't care less, the dead have to wear them." Zhou Qingfeng originally wanted to change to a pair of shoes, but the Nanbang Company Commander was short and the shoes didn't fit, so he had to give up.
After eating, drinking, and wearing warm clothes, Zhou Qingfeng felt much better. Although he was still wearing heavy cotton clothes outside, he was completely different inside.
After arranging the corpse of Company Commander Nanbang, Zhou Qingfeng came out and collected an engineer shovel that could be carried on his back, a small number of medical kits, and some MK2 grenades from other corpses. These were American surplus materials from World War II.
It is much more powerful than the wooden handle grenades equipped by the volunteers.
He got a military backpack and packed more than 20 grenades. He put his 38 big cover on his shoulder and put the M1 Garand rifle he picked up in his hand. After collecting a hundred or two hundred rounds of ammunition, Zhou Qingfeng also exchanged his shotgun for a cannon.
.
Hearing the rumble of guns in front, Zhou Qingfeng hurriedly followed, saying happily: "I have finally changed from junk Japanese weapons to preliminary beautiful weapons."