Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 964: mix in
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Sitting in a half-tracked troop-carrying vehicle, Senior Zhao felt the strength of the US military. A few kilometers of roads ran in ten minutes, which was much faster and more comfortable than climbing a ditch. Sitting in the car, he doesn't even care where Zhou Qingfeng will take him?
Before the Ninth Corps entered the dynasty, they were preparing to liberate Treasure Island. They were training in South China. They did not expect to be transported to North Korea by train to withstand the cold baptism.
Without enough cotton-padded clothes, the soldiers are generally frostbite; they ca n’t make a fire. Was spread on the snow, the soldiers huddled together to keep warm.
Lao Zhao ’s reconnaissance company is even harder. Until now, he ’s dead and scattered. He can persist until now, completely relying on strong will.
In the dark night, I greeted Zhou Qingfeng actively. Is n’t it because the old Zhao could n’t keep up and could only ask for help? But getting into this tank-platform leader's car is really different-it turns out that fighting is so comfortable!
The half-tracked troop carrier has a canvas shelter that is sheltered from the wind and rain. There is a kerosene heater in the car. Several cans were still hot on the heater, which was field food carried by the US military team, with biscuits, luncheon meat, sugar and smoke.
The hot canned food was first handed to the people of Lao Zhao. A bearded squad leader also persuaded: "Eat, know that you are bitter than us. Americans treat guests, do n’t be polite!"
Lao Zhao also wanted to say goodbye to one or two, but his stomach was really unsatisfactory. The heated luncheon meat was fragrant and fragrant. Now. "
Along with the boiling water, Lao Zhao was gobbling. The bearded squad leader had to persuade him to eat more slowly and be careful to support his stomach. Sudden overeating under extreme hunger can kill people.
The warmth of eating and the warmth of wearing, old Zhao came to the spirit. But the soldiers in the tank row of the car seize the time to rest, eat something and go to sleep to restore physical strength. He was full of doubts, but think about it for a while-even if he had so much, I also rested, and rested well to fight.
Without a few minutes of rest, the convoy has returned to the U.S. military position in the ancient soil.
The U.S. military outpost on the road looked at the "U.S. military convoy" where the tank was opening, and it was no embarrassment. They only asked the captain of the turret with a face that was not clear, and asked the troop number and name of the troops, and they saluted and let go.
For Zhou Qingfeng, who is familiar with the history of war, he knows the US military better than the US military. The Battle of Changjin Lake is a subject that has been turned over and over for research in the field of history. A lot of historical data comes entirely from the Americans who experienced the war.
Report the troop number and the name of your ‘sir’. Zhou Qingfeng drives the M4A3E8 tank into the U.S. circular position in the ancient soil. The so-called "circular position" is not a large circle that encloses a wall, but a lot of fortifications and crossfire that occupy several hills and roads around the ancient soil.
These positions are not external to the inside, as long as they are mixed into the position, Zhou Qingfeng is relieved. However, the marching and fighting in the mountains and mountains at night consumed a lot of time. It is already four o'clock in the morning, and no matter what you do, you have to speed up.
Guturi is a floodplain formed by the impact of a river. The main force and a large number of affiliated forces of the US Marine Corps are here. There are Marines, tanks, artillery, car soldiers, logistics and medical personnel.
Here is not comparable to Yunshan, Zhou Qingfeng does not dare to provoke the enemy's large forces. He came to find diesel, and his goal was naturally the car transportation team.
"Hi ..., I'm looking for company C of the First Motor Transport Battalion, where are they?" Zhou Qingfeng asked the American sentry on the roadside with carelessness on the tank turret.
Where did the American sentry think of this tank that opened the landing team, and the guy wearing the US military uniform was actually the enemy? The other party gave Zhou Qingfeng directions without thinking too much.
In the half-tracked vehicle, old Zhao looked at the rest of the tank soldiers who had clenched their weapons, but the Zhou Qingfeng who fooled the enemy outside was naturally free and easy. He couldn't help laughing: "Your platoon leader is really a capable person, English is very slippery, Americans can't see through it at all."
"It's dark and cold. Everyone wraps themselves up tightly. Who wants to check a group of" own people "who have been checked?" The Bearded Squad replied. As the situation eased, he reached out again, "I'm a squad leader, everyone calls me 'old machine gun'."
"My surname is Zhao, others call me" Zhao glasses ", but now my glasses are gone." Old Zhao also shook hands, which was a bit closer.
The Zhou Qingfeng's convoy continued to advance in the enemy ’s hinterland, and finally found the so-called ‘C company’. Suddenly, a team of sentries came running and shouted at the convoy. He was on the lead tank, but his convoy had more than a dozen vehicles, and the sentry was screaming at the troop carrier where the ‘old machine gun’ was at the rear.
The U.S. sentinel stuck behind the car was screaming in the air, and the ‘old machine gun’ and others were dumbfounded. Both sides are basically talking about chickens and ducks. And the Zhou Qingfeng in front of him had no time to react. When he was about to wear a help, Lao Zhao, who was also wearing US military uniforms, spoke.
"Okay, okay, we know. You can get away, do n’t find it here. We blew the cold wind all night, and now we are very angry." Old Zhao ’s tone was extremely impatient, he did n’t Dare to look squarely at those US sentries, they can only cover up with disdain.
The US military roamed the sentry and yelled away with a few words. The "old machine gun" eased over and grabbed Lao Zhao's shoulder. He asked in surprise: "Do you understand this American bird's language? They are in the end What are you talking about? "
"The sentries said we could n’t stop here and asked us to leave immediately. I scolded them and ignored them." Old Zhao smiled and replied: "I ’m from the Scout Company, there ’s no mixing of the two brushes. ? "
"Old machine gun" laughed, and quickly reported to Zhou Qingfeng in the walkie-talkie, "President, we found a treasure." Zhao glasses "can speak bird language and is a cultural person."
The Zhou Qingfeng who led the team was relieved. One of the team has been able to speak a foreign language. It is extremely inconvenient to sneak into the battle. Now I finally have a helper. Thinking that the capable reconnaissance is all cattle, he made up his mind to return to the army to leave a few old Zhao.
Rushing out of the whistle, Zhou Qingfeng jumped off the tank and headed towards the ‘C Co’ station, where US military engineers had built simple houses and warehouses. It was dark and windy, most soldiers were sleeping, except for a few sentries, the station was not even guarded.
Zhou Qingfeng walked up to a sentry who shrank from the corner, kicked the opponent with his foot, and when he woke up, he immediately scolded: "Do you want to freeze here?"
I was just an inferior soldier. I saw the rank on the shoulder of Zhou Qingfeng and immediately shouted, "I'm sorry, sir, I'm too cold. I just slept for a while, I swear I would sleep for a while . "
Looking at the warmly dressed and fire-roasted US military called cold, Zhou Qingfeng does not hit the air, "You feel cold? Then shouldn't I be frozen to death like this when I'm blowing outside?" "
"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" The inferior soldier was extremely frustrated. He stomped while talking, and he kept arguing: "I'm really too cold, I heard that the temperature dropped to minus tonight Forty degrees, this is much colder than my Kansas hometown, I really can't stand it. "
“You do n’t have to apologize to me, I ’m not your chief, I ’m here to get supplies. Do n’t tell me there ’s nothing here, or I ’ll be angry.” The high-spirited Zhou Qingfeng is very official. Waiting for the soldiers to be judged by him, he was easily led by his nose!
It's too diao!