At night, the sky and the earth were pitch black. There was no moonlight, no starlight, and he could not see his fingers. This situation made Zhou Qingfeng powerless. He had no night vision equipment and could not see anything.
Crouching in the woods on the roadside, with only the endless cold wind blowing by, he couldn't make a fire for lighting, and there was no object that could provide light. Zhou Qingfeng could only hold a rope that held the land mine in his hand, and leaned against a
He waited silently behind the big tree. Other than that, he could do nothing.
Suddenly, a little light lit up in the dark night. Zhou Qingfeng suddenly moved and watched intently. He was in the top position and couldn't hear anything in the distance, but he judged the trajectory of the light spot to be a car.
No..., not a car. More and more light spots emerged from the dark night. It was a motorcade, and the car lights pierced the night.
"One, two, three..." Zhou Qingfeng had the confiscated telescope in his hand. After zooming in on the distant scene, he could see more than 20 trucks driving overnight, "You really think highly of me, this should be
All the spare vehicles at the headquarters of the 7th Nanbang Regiment are available."
Although there are countless Yankee cars, the number of vehicles equipped to a Nanban regiment is not unlimited. In order to save the regiment's supply depot, the commander of the Seventh Nanban regiment sent out all the vehicles he could.
The enemy not only sent out cars, but even looted all the gasoline in their hands for this operation. If the operation failed, the already depleted fuel supply of the Seventh Regiment would be exhausted. In fact, the commander of the Seventh Regiment in Nanbang was sending out men.
I regretted it later.
The regiment's supply depot must have been destroyed, what else can be saved? Even if the number of opponents is small, it is certainly possible to destroy the supplies that cannot be taken away.
However, not long after the rapid rescue team set out on the road, Major Fleming of the US Army sent back a message saying that "the enemy may not have destroyed all the supplies."
After confirming this news, the morale of the entire rapid company improved a bit. After all, no one wanted to run hard only to see a pile of burning ashes.
Thinking about the upcoming battle with the Chinese Communist Army, Major Fleming, who was commanding the company, was so excited that his blood was boiling. How he wished he could have a thrilling battle to prove his talent, and maybe he could be given the opportunity to do so.
A nice addition to your resume.
Major Fleming was very confident in himself. The company he led was trained by himself, and its equipment and tactics were much better than those of the ordinary South Korean army. He believed that this company should be able to fight against the same number of troops.
Chinese Communist Army.
"Those despicable sneak attackers would never have thought that Major, you would personally lead the team to take revenge, and the speed would be so fast." The company's adjutant flattered them at the right moment.
"Hahaha..." Major Fleming chuckled a few times and asked, "We should be almost at the place where we were attacked."
"It should be two or three kilometers away, maybe ten minutes at most," the adjutant said.
"We should get ready to get off the bus and move forward on foot," Major Fleming said.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was suddenly a violent explosion from the front, which was like thunder. The air wave swept across, and Major Fleming felt a shock wave mixed with gunpowder smoke hit his face from the car window.
The U.S. Army major reacted quickly. As soon as there was an explosion ahead, he immediately jumped out of the jeep he was riding in, rolled on the spot and shouted: "Stop, all infantry get off and disperse in combat formation. Armored reconnaissance vehicle
Move forward for reconnaissance fire. Remember, don't stand still."
The combat effectiveness of the Korean army in front of them was indeed more powerful. Almost as soon as Major Fleming gave the order, an M8 Greyhound armored reconnaissance vehicle quickly came forward.
The 37mm cannon on its body began to rotate left and right, and a machine gunner standing on the open turret began shooting randomly.
The sound of the heavy machine gun buzzing echoed in the night sky for a long time, but when the Greyhound ran out and slipped around, no one attacked it. And seeing that the formation of his subordinates had dispersed forward,
Major Fleming carefully arrived near the site of the explosion.
An M3 personnel carrier serving as the leader was blown up. The body tilted and twisted, the two front wheels were blown off, the fuel tank burst, and the leaked gasoline burned the wreckage into a bonfire in the dark night.
"Damn it." Looking at the crater on the ground, Major Fleming also knew what his enemy had done. He dug a hole in the ground, buried one or two kilograms of explosives, and detonated it with a grenade. This was enough to contain the entire army.
Quick company for a while.
"All vehicles turn off their lights to avoid becoming enemy targets. Come and put out this fire with a few people." Major Fleming ordered, "Others move forward. Our enemies are nearby, but they are definitely not many in number.
, to squeeze their activity space and don’t make them too happy.”
Seeing more than a hundred Nanbang soldiers stopped in their tracks by the land mines he had laid, Zhou Qingfeng hid in the darkness of the woods and sneered. He did not escape immediately after the explosion. In fact, not only did he not escape, but he used
His advantage of fast movement spread to the enemy's back.
On the way Major Fleming commanded the convoy to drive over, Zhou Qingfeng saw several armored vehicles in his team. He did not have anti-armor weapons. If the enemy found out and fired guns and cannons, what fun would it be?
That's big.
Especially the M8 Greyhound armored reconnaissance vehicle. That thing not only had a machine gun, but also a small-caliber artillery. What could Zhou Qingfeng do to fight with others? Tianling Gai. So he simply gave up the firearm and took out the gun in his hand.
With a bayonet in hand, he slowly approached his chosen prey.
Since the explosion occurred in the front, the soldiers of the Nanbang Rapid Company subconsciously felt that the enemy should be in the front. The soldiers who got off the car from the back were obviously not so nervous. They jumped out of the car and spread out in a battle formation, about five meters apart from each other.
Six meters.
But when Major Fleming ordered all the lights to be extinguished, everyone had to slow down because it was too dark and no one could see the surrounding environment - night fighting has always been a problem, and darkness is mankind's greatest fear.
There was silence for a long time, and everyone was a little at a loss. Since he couldn't see his companions around him, a Nanbang soldier had to shout. At first, when he heard someone around him answering him, he felt a little calmer, but then it passed.
After a while, a strong smell of blood floated in the wind.
"Do you smell anything?"
"No. What happened?"
"It smells like blood."
Whispered responses kept coming, but the Nanbang soldier suddenly felt that there was a companion on his left who seemed to have been silent. He couldn't help calling the other party's name a few more times, but there was still no response.
The darkness was so strange that the entire infantry squad noticed something was wrong. The Nanbang squad leader ignored Major Fleming's order and hurriedly took out a flashlight to shine it, only to see a horrifying scene - a Nanbang soldier was standing there.
His mouth was covered and a sharp bayonet was slashed across his throat.
The soldier's eyes widened before he died, and his despairing look was extremely scary. The squad leader Nanbang trembled in fright, and then shouted: "Shoot, shoot, someone is attacking us."