The main force of the 1st Marine Division of the US Army stayed in Gutuli and set up a ring of fortifications on the hilltop near the river beach. When Zhou Qingfeng arrived at the outskirts of several highlands in Gutuli at night, he discovered the situation with a sad face.
It's more troublesome than I thought.
The troops had no food or water, and were still freezing in the cold wind, which was a great physical exertion. Everyone sweated a lot while crossing the mountains. Once the march stopped, the sweat would quickly freeze and cause frostbite. Moreover, at extremely low temperatures,
, the firearms were frozen, and the M1 carbine could hardly even pull the bolt.
What's even more unfortunate is that the enemy has deployed at least one company or even a battalion on all the hills. It's impossible to sneak into the ancient soil under the enemy's nose. And even if you get in, how do you get out?
The only good news is that the night vision device can still be used, and Zhou Qingfeng can spot the enemy one or two hundred meters in advance, so as not to alert the enemy.
"Platoon leader, what should we do?" 'Old Machine Gun' stepped forward and asked, "It's too cold, no matter what you do, you must be fast."
There was ice on the eyebrows of the 'Old Machine Gun', and the soldiers behind him looked quite tired. Zhou Qingfeng nodded, waved his hand and said: "We can't afford to offend the front, so we'll take a detour."
Although this method of taking a detour is a bit stupid, it is better than risking death. The soldiers followed Zhou Qingfeng silently, wearing rubber-soled shoes and continuing to move forward in the world of ice and snow.
During this period, Zhou Qingfeng also used his clothes to block the light, checked the map, and decided on the next plan, "Let's go around to the back of Gutuli. The US military there should not be so vigilant."
Marching, marching, the country army relies on its own pair of iron feet to find opportunities on the enemy's front. Zhou Qingfeng led the team around the circular fortifications in Gutuli and arrived at a location called Highland 1081 on the map.
This is a place with extremely steep terrain, with a height difference of six to seven hundred meters. The hydropower station in Changjin Lake uses the difference here to generate electricity. US military engineers built a winding one-way lane here, and the location is very important.
From the rugged mountains to the flat single-lane road, it felt much more comfortable under my feet. But there were not even a bird in the wilderness. Zhou Qingfeng found that he could only continue marching hard and try to see if he could sneak in from behind.
Enter the enemy position in Gutu.
And just when Zhou Qingfeng was almost exhausted from marching all night, the savior appeared - there was a sudden explosion in the dark night in the far south, and not long after, an armed convoy rushed out from the direction of Gutuli, killing in the direction of the explosion.
passed.
Hey... there are tanks, armored vehicles and a large number of vehicle-mounted infantry.
Such an armed convoy was not something that Zhou Qingfeng could handle with just over twenty light infantry, but after avoiding it, he decided to follow the convoy for a while, because the other party's actions must be related to the explosion just now.
After walking for about four or five kilometers, just when everyone was about to be exhausted, Zhou Qingfeng finally knew what the convoy was doing? It was a US military engineer. The explosion just now was most likely a volunteer reconnaissance activity in the field.
The troops did it.
The explosion destroyed a bridge, a bridge that has been publicized countless times by later generations of jokers - the Watergate Bridge. That bridge was bombed several times by volunteers and repaired several times by U.S. military engineers. In the end, the Americans were forced to airdrop bridge repair parts from Japan.
Hydropower station bridge for repair.
Zhou Qingfeng doesn't care about the crucial bridge now. He only cares about the lax defense of the bridge-repairing force. "Activate your hands and feet. We have something to do."
The U.S. military has no spirituality in fighting and relies purely on firepower, but their engineers really rely on technology. The engineers of the United States are indeed the best in the world in repairing bridges, paving roads, and construction. Their professional skills and work quality are beyond words.
Through the night vision device, Zhou Qingfeng could see about a platoon of US military engineers busy repairing the bridge, while a surrounding platoon of infantry, including tanks and armored vehicles, was on guard.
"Class 1 will go to the left, Class 2 will go to the right, I will lead Class 3 from the middle, and when I kill that tank, you all will take action together." Zhou Qingfeng ordered. Now his men are all equipped with Motorola walkie-talkies and are taking command.
Much more convenient.
The three squads quietly dispersed and approached the enemy in a formation. Zhou Qingfeng was at the front. Instead of using a carbine, he took out a dagger and jumped out when he was about 20 meters away from the tank.
The severe cold severely reduced Zhou Qingfeng's physical strength, and he could not run as fast as usual. The commander on the alert on the tank turret clearly heard the sound of rapid footsteps in the wind, and the machine gun on the turret was already aiming as soon as it turned.
come over.
A flint lamp was lit at the bridge repair site, and a cold light suddenly flashed from the light, directly hitting the commander on the turret in the face.
There was a dagger on the commander's head, and he fell into the tank without even making a sound. On a bitterly cold night, the other security personnel who shrank their necks to avoid the wind did not notice this change. Zhou Qingfeng rushed out and jumped
He jumped onto the tank's turret and got into the hatch.
Due to the suddenness of the incident, the crew members in the tank did not expect it. The gunner was leaning on the seat with his head hanging down and dozing off. The working tank engine at least made him feel warmer. The others were completely unprepared.
The god of death invaded.
Zhou Qingfeng put his foot on the gunner's neck, then pulled out his pistol and fired at the other crew members repeatedly. After three or five shots, the car turned into a steel tomb.
After taking care of the occupants in the car, Zhou Qingfeng quickly rushed to the driver's position, pushed aside the body and emerged from the front hatch. The third squadron under his command was rushing forward, while the first and second squadrons in other directions had already opened fire.
"Get on the tank, let's start it." Zhou Qingfeng shouted, and four crew members of the third shift climbed onto the tank and entered the turret. He immediately pulled the two joysticks on the driver's seat, and the tracks of the tank twisted back and forth, following the turret.
It also turned around.
The sound of gunfire caused a commotion in the entire maintenance site. There was an M3 half-track personnel carrier near the tank. The American soldiers on the vehicle were frightened and angry and wanted to operate the heavy machine gun and start shooting. Zhou Qingfeng, who had already turned half of the car, immediately stopped the tank.
Shouted: "Kill it."
What entered the tank was a complete tank team. Thanks to 'GOD', they, like Zhou Qingfeng, could operate all US tanks. After hearing the order from their platoon leader, the rotating turret immediately stopped, and the muzzle pointed at the half-track vehicle.
, the grenade flew out with a bang.
Before firing, the American soldier on the half-track looked at the tank with the muzzle pointed at him in horror. He opened his mouth as if to remind himself that he was a comrade, but the flames from the muzzle had already engulfed him.
Because the distance was too close, the grenade's safety could not be unlocked, but it released huge kinetic energy after crashing into the half-track vehicle. The half-track vehicle weighing several tons was blown away more than ten meters in an instant and disintegrated directly in mid-air.
The American soldiers in the car were submerged in a pile of twisted parts flying around.
"One grenade, then reload." Zhou Qingfeng continued to turn the car body. His face was distorted in the cold wind, and he stared murderously at the other panicked American soldiers. He was full of anger and needed to vent it!