"Damn it!" Commander Chu smashed his fist hard and ordered a soldier beside him: "The Third Battalion Commander, take two companies up, bring more grenades, surround the group of iron turtles from both directions, and approach and throw the grenades in.

"Yes!" The soldier, known as the third battalion commander, greeted and went down to prepare.

I couldn't help but secretly praised Captain Chu in my heart. This is also a good idea. If dozens of grenades can be thrown into the tank circle, there will be basically only a few infantry left. If the infantry is solved, those tanks will have to wait for death in this dark night. Let's do whatever we want.

The two companies quickly organized an attack. Under the moonlight, they did not yell and rush towards the enemy as usual, but scattered in the snow and leaned on trees and terrain to advance.

It seems that the volunteer soldiers are not just brave and fierce. To be honest, I was quite surprised when I saw this scene. This is the first time I have seen soldiers erect their chests and rush forward without hesitation.

But thinking about it, although this "Xiafei" tank is a light tank, it is equipped with two 7.62mm machine guns and a 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun. In total, the more than 20 tanks in front of me are equipped with six or seventy machine guns, not to mention that there is also a company of infantry cover inside. If you still hold your chest up and charge as before, you are afraid that even a regiment of people will not be enough for them to fight.

The volunteer soldiers must also know this data, because they have suffered a lot. After the Japanese surrendered, the United States gave a large number of tanks to the Kuomintang to help them build armored troops, most of which were the m24 "Xiafei" tanks.

In the night, more than 200 troops slowly crawled towards the tank group in the middle on the snow. From a distance, they slowly eroded an isolated island like surging sea water. Captain Chu clenched his fists and stared at the battlefield with his eyes, as if he was worried about the safety of the soldiers. Although the method was feasible, there would inevitably be considerable losses under the strong firepower of the US military.

"Dadada..." When the Volunteers were more than 100 meters away from the US military, the US military fired. Perhaps because of the low visibility in the night, they had machine guns and rifles with a range of 700 meters, but they waited until the Volunteers approached more than 100 meters before they started shooting.

In an instant, the foot of the mountain seemed to be exploding, with gunfire, explosion, and bullet whistling sounds. Many soldiers who were originally crawling forward stopped silently. I knew that those soldiers who did not continue to crawl forward were not afraid of the enemy's firepower. There was only one reason why they would stop, that is, they had already dedicated their precious lives.

At ninety meters, the volunteers continued to climb, but their speed did not slow down due to the firepower of the US military. Although some soldiers were constantly hit by stray bullets, they ignored them at all.

I read an article in modern times, saying that when a US pilot was bombing the volunteer army, he was surprised to find that the volunteers ignored the bombs falling into the team. Even if someone was killed or injured, the volunteers did not pause at all, and did not even look back. For this reason, the flying army was still wondering if he had blown up the wrong person.

At eighty meters, it is obvious that the US military did not use all their machine guns. The firepower net was not as strong as we originally thought. Except for a few machine guns, most of them were still American soldiers hiding behind tanks and shooting at the volunteers. They were saving ammunition and preparing for the war that lasted for a night.

Seventy meters, the US military finally couldn't hold back at this time. The machine guns on more than ten tanks roared and spewed out flames. The bullets in the sky made the snow powder in front of the position splash, making only the volunteers feel like a layer of white mist was covered with.

With a "beep...", a horn sounded on the battlefield. The volunteer soldiers who were climbing in front threw out a row of grenades. However, the target was not those tanks, but the open space in front of the tanks. It was impossible to throw the grenades so far when they were lying on the ground.

With the explosions, the volunteer soldiers shouted and rushed forward with the smoke caused by the grenades. The US military seemed to realize the danger and fired all the machine guns without caring about saving bullets. I looked down from the top of the mountain and saw white lights coming from the bullets everywhere at the foot of the mountain, spreading from the tank group like a fish net.

In front of the firepower net of enemy grenades and machine guns, the volunteer soldiers fell down in groups, but they still rushed forward regardless of life and death, stepping on their comrades' blood, crossing their comrades' bodies, and approaching the target step by step... Finally, a soldier rushed to the range of bomb drops, and they used all their strength to throw grenades that had been prepared...

With a "bang!", a US military raised the engineer's shovel and used the moonlight to shoot the grenade back like a baseball. The grenade exploded outside the tank circle, but the US military was not injured at all.

"Shou..." The US military cheered and waved its fists to demonstrate to the Volunteers. The rest of the US military followed suit and drew out engineer shovels to deal with the grenades thrown by the Volunteers.

Americans love playing baseball, and almost every household has practiced it. Some even fought from childhood to adulthood. The accuracy and strength are really unspeakable. Eight out of ten grenades thrown by the volunteers will be shot out, and some even if they explode inside, they will be far away from them without any loss.

On the other hand, more than 200 volunteer soldiers have lost more than half of them. Not only are they suppressed by the enemy's firepower, but they can't stand up and thrown grenades that they risk their lives cannot kill the enemy, but they cannot advance or retreat...

"Kuai! Another home run!" As one grenade after another was shot out by the US military, they shouted at us with unscrupulously holding the engineer's shovel in preparation for the ball:

"Is this the only skill? Chinese!"

"Come on, give me more, bastard!"

...

"Damn it!" Although the volunteers couldn't understand what they were saying, they knew they were provoking. Although they were so angry that their eyes turned red, they had no choice but to do anything to them.
Chapter completed!