Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 882: First battle
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The Wenjingli is a river valley, and the Jiulong River winds from here, with farmland on both sides of the river bank. A road passes along the river valley, and on both sides of the road are the rugged mountains common in North Korea. This is a good place to ambush.
Dry grasses are overgrown in the mountains, and trees are lined with a thin layer of snow covering them. Zhou Qingfeng followed the comrades of the three, five, and four regiments in ambush. At the moment, his ten fingers were all red and cold. After entering the position, he was almost tired and did not want to get up.
This is so **** bitter! No humanity, the emperor wasn't short of starving soldiers, but the turtles drew a cake and agitated the soldiers' courage and screamed. And this cake is not a good thing, it is actually a war!
Zhou Qingfeng looks at the comrades around him who are also extremely tired but excited, and they have been thinking to themselves: Is this the way for the revolutionaries? Are they too stupid or am I stupid? If it was not forced to help, I definitely followed Chang Gong to cross the sea to enjoy the blessing, why bother to embarrass myself?
Just when Zhou Qingfeng was suspicious of life, the squad leader came to him with his waist, patted him on the shoulder and praised: "Big Zhou, good job. Actively help comrades march and contribute their own ability to victory. Later, I will continue to work hard, shoot on time, don't drop the chain! "
Zhou Qingfeng can only respond in a simple way with a smirk, but it is almost as bitter as eating Huanglian. This battle of suffering has never been imagined. I used to read books and said that the Volunteers won one after another, but now the battle is not fought, and the march just dragged the Zhou Qingfeng to death.
The twenty-year-old squad leader's face was gray and he could see that he was tired and choking, but he hurried to do the pre-war mobilization work. Ten people in the class are divided into three combat groups. Zhou Qingfeng is a new recruit. Although he is already an ‘activist for joining the party’, he is still in the observation period and can only be a member of the lowest level.
During the break, Zhou Qingfeng took the time to eat something. He could have eaten it, even if he had never been hungry during the most tragic period of Wasteland, it can even be said to be better than what he used to eat when he was diaosi.
But now there are only fried soybeans in the dry food bag. This little food is very interesting, but if it is eaten suddenly-whoever dares to say that ‘Spam’ is bad, Zhou Qingfeng can slap him!
In order to fight a little bit of strength during the battle, Zhou Qingfeng ate all the fried soybeans in the dry food bag, and then he stared at the deserted earth road in the river valley and cursed: "Later will come. , I have to go up and nibble a piece of meat, otherwise I will starve to death. "
At about 10 o'clock in the morning on October 25th, 50th, the second group of South Korea Sixth Division was heading from Wenjing Town to Beizhen, both of which are unremarkable places in North Korea.
The head of the Xian regiment of the Second Regiment received reports from his men in his command car. It is said that they found signs of the emergence of the Chinese Communist Army, but his boss Jin Division let him be relieved-the Americans did not find anything special The enemy ’s situation cannot be fought by the CCP.
Now the war is hitting the Yalu River. Americans feel that Zhonghua has missed the best time to send troops, and can only admit that the current fact that Beibei has been defeated. From now on, the military power of the United States of America will be able to block the door of the rabbit's house, and will always stare at the industrial base in the northeast.
Now that the head of the Xian regiment has received signs from the Chinese Communist Army, he recognizes the judgment of the Americans. He may encounter hundreds or thousands of volunteer combatants, and it is impossible to change the situation. Besides ...
"A regiment of more than 3,000 people, American equipment, cars, armored vehicles, and artillery are all very well equipped, and there is an invincible U.S. Air Force cover on top of it. Why should the Chinese Communist Army be harassed?"
Head Xian thought so, and so did. He allowed the entire regiment to advance in a battle formation, with the goal of eliminating all the remaining forces of the North Baseball Team he encountered. And he had a total of three battalions, so he swaggered into the ambush circle of the Volunteer Army's three or five regiment.
"There is such a stupid person under the sky?" Zhou Qingfeng didn't believe his eyes when he saw the enemy who appeared in front of him by car.
Have you seen a truck with twelve howitzers as a pioneer? Yes, the artillery is the pioneer! South Korea did this unheard of.
Not only the artillery was the vanguard, but the artillery were followed by more than 20 trucks with armour and infantry. They also appeared in front of the three, five, and four regiments.
"Oh ... I'm so happy!" Zhou Qingfeng is all spoiled, "I hope that all the enemies I encounter in the future are such stupid enemies, so **** happy *. God, please, please be more Send me this kind of enemy commander to brush me monsters. "
The army of the rabbit family will circulate such a rumor in the future, saying that after so many years of fighting, it is the South Korea army that was the most wasteful when it first came into the DPRK. That really wasted the level, wasted the height, wasted a certain level. No matter what time, the puppet army supported by Eagle Sauce has always been ineffective.
"Great, I like this kind of opponent." The three or eight rifles in Zhou Qingfeng are already hungry and thirsty, and he desperately moves his fingers to make the blood flow so that he can shoot more flexibly.
"No fights are allowed, let them pass." The squad leader sent the superior order, "There are three, five, three regiments waiting."
"What? Don't fight!" Zhou Qingfeng watched the gang of fishes slipping away from the front. It was really helpless. "It's too sad to not eat such a big dumpling."
The third battalion of the second regiment of the sixth division of South Korea passed the ambush circle where Zhou Qingfeng was located, and then the second battalion behind them appeared in front of Zhou Qingfeng and others. At this time, more than a thousand enemies as opponents were scattered on a few kilometers of roads, and they could not echo back and forth.
The enemy has entered the ambush pocket, and the strength of the troops is also better. Zhou Qingfeng looks at the enemy infantry who is walking on foot and calms down. "Bulling this opponent is just not a sense of accomplishment!"
When all the enemies entered the ambush circle, Zhou Qingfeng finally waited for the long-awaited attack order. The squad leader ‘hit’ and the rifle in his hand firmly aimed at an enemy officer and pulled the trigger.
At this time, the enemy mobile units that have passed by have already begun to exchange fire. The sound of guns came, and the enemy infantry behind was alert. But in Zhou Qingfeng's view, this kind of alertness is to stand blankly as a target.
Dense gunshots suddenly sounded on the ambush position, and the first bullet of the Zhou Qingfeng hit the chest of the target more than 100 meters away. The bullet passed through the chest, but there was no special injury.
The South Korea officer was trying to repair the team, but he looked at his chest and collapsed helplessly. After Zhou Qingfeng fired once, it quickly pulled the bolt out of the shell, and then pushed the next bullet into the barrel.
A snap shot, followed by a snap of the bolt. The movement is calm, the expression is calm, everything is extremely regular, and each bullet destroys an enemy, fierce and deadly.
Command the millions of people, take control of the Caribbean, Megatron America, and the commander-in-chief of Canada, show his power! (To be continued.)