Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 965: Bombardment

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"Sir, do you have any approval for applying for supplies?"

"Sir, have you got permission from our company commander?"

"Sir, you ..."

Although he was n’t taken lightly, the inferior soldiers guarding the warehouse asked a few words dutifully. However, when Zhou Qingfeng confirmed that there was no one around the warehouse, the inferior soldiers were knocked aside like a dead dog.

The extreme cold and low temperature do not distinguish between races. Although the US military has better cold-proof clothing, it is also frozen enough to choke. Although Changjin Lake had already opened up and the volunteers had cut off the road, the U.S. troops in Gutu were not actively attacked.

Except for the walking whistle that walked around the circular position in the ancient Guli, no one ran out specially in the night to notice that the transportation company warehouse was pried open.

After Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, several soldiers on the vehicle immediately came to guard, and the rest rushed into the warehouse to find the necessary supplies. "Priority is diesel, clothing, food, radio, medicine, explosives, ammunition. Action Quick, we are running out of time. "

Tankmen are also regarded as technical arms, and they are well-organized under the command of Zhou Qingfeng. Old Zhao Xin joined this team, but he was full of surprises. He walked over to Zhou Qingfeng and asked, "We just got into the enemy so easily? I dare not think about it!"

"Do you think it's easy? If it weren't for you to blow up the Watergate Bridge and lead the American engineers, I would have no way to start. And as soon as the day dawned, the Americans would definitely find the situation over the Watergate Bridge and go crazy Come to us in general. "

In order to seize the time, even Zhou Qingfeng himself joined the handling team, buckets of buckets of diesel were moved out of the warehouse and loaded with the trucks of the convoy. The next step was the clothing and sleeping bags distributed by the US military to the soldiers.

"The platoon leader, we only found six barrels of diesel, and there were quite a lot of gasoline. There were quite a lot of clothes and food, but explosives, medicines, and radio were not found." A tank soldier came to report.

Only six barrels? A bucket is only 150 or 60 liters, too few!

Zhou Qingfeng looked at several houses like warehouses in the other direction of the night, but he did n’t dare to run over and overturn the boxes. He saw that the time was close to five o'clock, and it was going to dawn soon, and finally he could only decide to move a few more barrels of gasoline, and then install a time bomb on the remaining gasoline barrels.

Time bombs are small clocks equipped with spark circuits and explosives. Zhou Qingfeng has brought a lot from the real world as tank equipment. It is small and light, and it is just for destruction.

"Half an hour, then let's go quickly." Although not too reconciled, there is no time to continue to delay. Zhou Qingfeng waved all the original captives and threw them into the warehouse, and then quickly left with the convoy.

It is difficult to enter the US military position, and it is not easy to go out. When the convoy drove to the road post, Zhou Qingfeng fabricated an excuse to send supplies to the front. As a result, the officer at the post sent a call to the superior to ask if there was such a supply team.

"The duty staff of the regiment said that there was no supply convoy tonight, and our road to the Shili Oli Division has been cut off. The superior is organizing a contingent to fight the passage. You cannot leave now."

The officer at the sentry looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a sceptical look on his face with suspicion. If the guy in front of him was driving a tank, he would immediately raise the alarm. But even so he asked: "I know everyone in a tank battalion, which one are you?"

Oh ... **** it! Encountered a very serious US military officer in a big winter. Zhou Qingfeng sighed on the turret, then grabbed the intercom in the tank and shouted, "Let's fire."

The turret of the M4 tank turned briskly more than thirty degrees, and the muzzle pointed at the American soldier who was blocking the road ahead. The U.S. military officer standing under the tank exclaimed immediately: "No ... stop!"

Boom ..., a grenade hit the machine gun fort of the outpost, and blasted several American troops in the fort into the sky. The machine gun in front of the car body also opened fire quickly, flying the flesh and blood of the American soldiers on the other side.

The troubled U.S. military officer was about to draw a gun from the holster. Zhou Qingfeng had already shot a bullet in his forehead. Without waiting for the body to fall to the ground, he urged on the walkie-talkie: "The truck carrying the diesel will go first, leave quickly and don't stop, I'll take care of it."

A dozen trucks with bright headlights drove on the road quickly under the driving of tank soldiers and quickly disappeared into the night. Zhou Qingfeng, after cleaning up the surrounding US soldiers, ordered the turret to turn around and asked the gunner: "Remember the big houses we just passed by?"

"Probably remember." The gunner adjusted the muzzle. "But the tank is not equipped with night vision, and I can't see anything. It may not be hit."

"It's okay, let me correct it for you." Zhou Qingfeng took out the active infrared night vision device on his carbine. He turned on the power of the infrared searchlight to the maximum. "

The commander of the Gutuli position is Colonel Puller of the US Marine Corps. This will be a sleeper in your house, and you can sleep warmly and warmly in the cold winter, which is almost heavenly. enjoy. But this enjoyment was interrupted by the sudden sound of guns.

"What happened?" Your captain was awakened by the sound of the gun and drilled out of his sleeping bag, and his lieutenant stumbled into the room with a bit of chilling wind, "Damn, close the door!"

The captain of the colonel was shuddering, and the adjutant shouted anxiously, "Sir, our sentry is being attacked."

"The Chinese Communist Army attacked us?"

"Not sure yet, but it should be."

The colonel hurriedly put on his clothes, and suddenly heard a bang, and a shell fell nearby. Now he and the adjutant exclaimed in unison: "Damn, someone is shelling us."

The first round of shells was more biased, but the second round was hit by a near missed bomb.

Captain Puller escaped his house without even wearing clothes. He shivered and shouted loudly in the biting cold wind, "Where is the enemy? Where is the enemy? You idiots, even let People touched us and fired. "

On a few hills in the ancient position of the ancient soil, the US troops holding on to their posts were staring at the fire that was raging on their nest. Only the most sharp-eyed soldiers could see that the enemy ’s firing position was on the road at the exit of their position.

"The enemy artillery is right in front of us, less than a kilometer away from us." The U.S. military on the hilltop position quickly mobilized the mortar to fire.

Consider that his position has been exposed, Zhou Qingfeng immediately stopped the fire after dozens of shells, he urged the driver again: "Go away, we leave here. The engine horsepower is maximized, now is the time to escape."

The 500-horsepower diesel engine started to work hard, and the tank started quickly on the dirt road. However, the turret of the tank still pointed to the rear, and the gunner began to shoot the Gutuli beach behind him without aim.

At this time, Colonel Puller, who was in shock, was able to take a breath, and he scolded his subordinates angrily: "No matter who attacked us? Give me an immediate counterattack, counterattack! Never let him escape. "