Rise of the Wasteland

The destruction of the US military position at the intersection of Sancha Road closed the escape route of the enemy of Yunshan. Limited to the terrain of Yunshan, as long as this intersection is kept, the eighth US Cavalry Regiment is basically unable to escape.

This is the main armour of the Great American Army. Winning it is enough PLA to blow for decades. But because this is the main force of the U.S. Army, the Yankees will definitely try to rescue them. If you want to keep the results, you must do your best.

After a short break in the battle, Zhou Qingfeng sat on his tank, surrounded by volunteer fighters like workers. In order to block this US escape route, the battalion of the 347th Regiment is rebuilding the positions left by the U.S. military to prepare for the follow-up impact of the Yankees.

Zhou Qingfeng's identity has been confirmed. When he learns that he slipped into the US Army Corps to make an upset, and sent several carts of ammunition supplies and intelligence to the squad squad leader. The soldiers and officers in the battalion all looked at him with respect.

It was just that the battle was intensified, and the time had reached ten thirty. If you want to control the overall situation before the arrival of the US military aircraft, you must get the US Army's 8th regiment before dawn. Currently no one is in charge of Zhou Qingfeng, just let him rest.

For Zhou Qingfeng's tank, the officers of the volunteer army did not know how to command him. Some people wanted him to serve as a fixed point of fire, but the volunteer barracks who had just withstood the impact of US tanks abandoned this backward view.

"This stuff is too wasteful to be used as a fire point. Tiewang Ba runs up to the strength. Do you all forget your feeling of being impacted by American tanks?" Although the soil is earthy, his thoughts are still very active. Just the battalion commander couldn't figure out how to use the tank?

However, throwing away the tank, the US military position at the Sancha junction gave a huge battalion of happiness. This is the rallying point for the US military to escape. A large amount of equipment and ammunition has been piled up, and even the captives have two or three hundred. Although it was ruined by Zhou Qingfeng's driving of the tank, there are still a lot left.

"Hahaha ... Come and see! There are more than 30 large-caliber mortars, 107-mm-caliber large pipes, and more than a dozen truck shells, enough to equip a mortar battalion. "

"There are dozens of trucks and jeepes, especially quadruple machine gun vehicles. This stuff is really poisonous. How many soldiers have killed us! But now it belongs to us, and the firepower of our camp is comparable to a regiment."

"Ah ... what the **** is this? What's the use of a long tube?"

"That's a super Bazooka bazooka. It's very easy to play tanks and fortifications alone."

"Comrade Xiaozhou, can you use your tank to pull over the wreckage of those tanks and vehicles? We want to use them as a bunker."

The entire position was as busy as the festival, and everyone was beaming with joy, watching the seized US military equipment. Whether it's a firearm or an artillery, or even the wrecked wreckage, the Volunteers are invaluable.

Zhou Qingfeng helped a little bit on the position, but for a while, he didn't know what to do next. He has already achieved his goal in Yunshan this time. According to the plan of an old screenwriter in the real world, he can do this step by himself.

"Squad leader, squad leader ..." There was a shout from far to near, and a figure hurried over.

Zhou Qingfeng looked intently, and saw that his deputy squad leader, who had sent food and ammunition two days ago, had returned. The front-line experience of life and death made both of them happy when they met. The deputy squad leader gave him a hug and said excitedly, "Squad leader, you are really amazing!"

"I heard that someone drove a tank to win an important position firmly held by the enemy, and I felt that it must be you. I asked you carefully. The monitor, I asked to return to the team." The deputy monitor saluted with high morale.

"Allowed to return to the team." Zhou Qingfeng patted his classmate's shoulder on the shoulder, also happy: "If you did not send the information out, the battle would not be so easy."

"My credit is no better than the captain of the office!" The deputy of the class said a few words humbly and looked behind Zhou Qingfeng, "What about the others in the class?"

Zhou Qingfeng had only 'old machine guns' by his side. Upon hearing this question, both were silent. "Old machine gun" sighed, "Ten people in the class, three of us are left. Even Douding is dead, but Douding is a man. He killed an enemy tank before he died. . "

The sacrifice of his comrades-in-arms will always be the biggest pain of the soldiers. The originally lively squad left only three people alone, and the squad mate could only be silent.

"It doesn't matter. When you die, you die. How can there be no one dead? We will die, and Americans will die, all the same." Zhou Qingfeng turned back and patted his tank, and said to the deputy, "Come, know Just look at this big guy, the M4A3E8 'Sherman' tank, which the American gave us. "

Hahaha ... don't mention the sad topic again, say something happy. Zhou Qingfeng let the atmosphere return to normal, and led his class vice to be familiar with his car.

"'Old machine gun', go and get some bullets. I want you to stay in the captain's position for me. You can't do anything else for the time, deputy ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Be a machine gunner There is a M1919A4 machine gun right in front of the tank, it's yours.

Let's eat something to fill our stomachs. The battle was not over, and there were hours before dawn. Instead of staying in a daze, it's better to be active, I have an idea. "

Zhou Qingfeng said that he had an idea, which was always an unexpected idea. He ate a private meal of the US Army C, and at the same time took the lieutenant and the 'old machine gun' to a battalion, and asked a battalion to give him a company.

"You want a company?" The battalion commander of the 1st Battalion is busy building a blocking position, and the force is already stretched. Listening to Zhou Qingfeng actually wanted a company, the people in the camp felt that the other party was talking about the night.

"According to the account of the captives, the enemy built a temporary airport outside Yunshan, where is the new regiment of the Eighth Regiment. We were beaten with it, why didn't we take the initiative to attack the enemy's regiment? The distance was again Not too far, the tank will arrive soon. "

When Zhou Qingfeng said something, he immediately surprised the people in the camp. The battalion commander did not dare to be the master, and could only pull Zhou Qingfeng to the map and ask again and again.

Hitting the enemy's regiment is impossible with Zhou Qingfeng's tank. This job is not even a battalion. But I have to say that Zhou Qingfeng's idea is really attractive. This is the fastest solution to the enemy of Yunshan. But this is also a historical situation in the battle of Yunshan.

After researching and researching, the battalion commander did not dare to clap the board and could only refer the issue to the regiment. As a result, the three or four regiments did not dare to make arbitrary claims. After all, the whole regiment has limited strength, and all units are very busy. It is not a small risk to let a battalion of stuck battalions attack the enemy regiment.

Finally, the question was turned over again, and the division finally made a decision-fight, of course, fight! But how can one be enough? Organize forces for at least one battalion.