Rise of the Wasteland

The main force of the 6th Division of the US Army stayed in ancient soil, and circular fortifications were arranged on the hill near the river beach. When Zhou Qingfeng arrived at the outskirts of several highlands in the ancient soil, it was more troublesome than he thought.

The troops did not eat or drink, they were frozen in the cold wind, and their physical exertion was great. Everyone sweated a lot across the mountains. Once the march stopped, the sweat would soon freeze and cause frostbite. And at extremely low temperatures, the firearms were frozen, and the m1 carbine could not even pull the gun.

What's even worse is that the enemy has arranged at least one company or even a battalion on all the hills. It is impossible to mix into the ancient soil under the eyes of the enemy. And even if it goes in, how come out?

The only good news is that night vision can still be used. Zhou Qingfeng can present enemies a distance of one or two hundred meters in advance, so as not to frighten the snake.

"The platoon leader, what shall we do?" ‘Old Machine Gun’ came forward and asked, “It ’s too cold, no matter what you do, you have to be fast.”

The eyebrows of "Old Machine Gun" were frozen, and the soldiers behind him looked quite tired. Zhou Qingfeng nodded and waved, "We can't mess up the front, we detour."

Although this method of detouring is a bit stupid, it is better than giving away. The soldiers silently followed Zhou Qingfeng, wearing rubber-soled shoes, and continued to advance in the snow and ice world.

During this period, Zhou Qingfeng also used clothes to view the map, and selected the next plan, "We go around behind the ancient soil, and the US military there should be less vigilant."

Marching, marching, and the 6th Army of the Tujiao are relying on their own iron feet to find opportunities on the enemy's front. Zhou Qingfeng led a circle around the circular fortifications in the ancient soil and came to the location called 1o81 Heights on the map.

This is an extremely difficult place, with a height difference of six or seven hundred meters, the hydroelectric power station on Changjin Lake uses the difference in electricity here. The U.S. military engineers built a winding one-way lane here, and the location is very important.

From under the rugged mountains to the flat one-way lane, it feels more comfortable under the feet. But there isn't even a bird in this wild country. Zhou Qingfeng now seems to be able to march his head and continue to march, trying to see if he can enter the enemy position in the ancient soil from the rear.

And just as Zhou Qingfeng was dying for the night march, a savior appeared—the explosion sounded suddenly in the dark night far from the south, and soon afterwards an armed convoy rushed out of the direction of Gutuli and killed in the direction of the explosion Passed.

Alas ... there are tanks, as well as armored vehicles and a large number of vehicle infantry.

Such an armed convoy cannot be handled by Zhou Qingfeng's more than 20 light infantry, but after evading, he decided to follow the convoy because the opponent's actions must be related to the recent explosion.

After walking about four or five kilometers on foot, when everyone was exhausted, Zhou Qingfeng finally knew what the team was doing? This is a U.S. military engineer. Often the explosion just came out of a volunteer reconnaissance unit operating in the wild.

The explosion damaged a bridge, a bridge that has been promoted numerous times by subsequent generations-Watergate Bridge. The volunteer army was bombed several times and repaired by the U.S. military engineers several times. In the end, it forced Americans to drop bridge repair parts from Japan to repair the hydropower bridge.

Zhou Qingfeng doesn't care about that vital bridge now, he only cares about the bridge repairing troops who are lax in defense. "We have something to do with our activities."

The US team has no spirituality to fight, and it is purely pushed by fire, but their engineers really rely on technology. The engineers of the United States of America are indeed the first in the world in building bridges and paving roads, and their professional skills and quality of work are beyond words.

Through the night vision device, Zhou Qingfeng could see that about one platoon of American engineers was busy repairing the bridge, while an infantry platoon including tanks and armored vehicles was on alert.

"One team goes to the left, the second team goes to the right, and I take three classes from the middle. When I kill the tank, you will start working together." Zhou Qingfeng ordered, and now his men are equipped with Motorola walkie-talkies, command Much more convenient.

The three squads quietly spread out and approached the enemy in a zigzag pattern. Zhou Qingfeng walked in front. Instead of using a carbine, he struck out the dagger and jumped out when approaching the tank more than twenty meters away.

The severe cold caused Zhou Qingfeng's physical strength to drop severely, and he could not run more than usual. The alert commander on the tank turret apparently heard rapid footsteps in the wind, and the machine gun on the turret had already aimed at the turn.

Illuminated flint lamps were lit at the bridge repair site, and a flash of cold mang flashed in the lights, directly hitting the captain's door on the turret.

The captain had a dagger on his head, and he fell into the tank without humming. And in the bitter cold night, other security officers who narrowed their necks and took shelter did not show up. Zhou Qingfeng rushed out, jumped into the tank's turret and jumped into the hatch.

Due to the sudden incident, the crew members inside the tank did not expect it. The gunner was leaning on his seat and drowsing his head to sleep, the working tank was motivated to make him feel warmer. Others were completely unprepared for ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and were invaded by the **** of killing.

Zhou Qingfeng kicked himself around the gunner's neck, followed by drawing his pistol and firing at the other crew. After three or five hits, the car became a steel grave.

After solving the occupants in the car, Zhou Qingfeng rushed to the driver's position, pushed the body away and protruded from the front hatch. The three shifts under his command are coming up, while the first and second shifts in other directions have opened fire.

"Get on the tank, let's start it." Zhou Qingfeng shouted, and there were four three-shift crew members who climbed into the tank and entered the turret. He immediately moved the two joysticks in the driver's seat, twisted the tank's tracks forward and backward, and turned with the turret.

The gunfire caused a riot throughout the maintenance site. There was an m3 semi-tracked personnel carrier near the tank. The American soldiers on the vehicle were furious and had to operate heavy machine guns to start shooting. Zhou Qingfeng, who had already turned half a car, immediately stopped the tank and shouted, "Take it away."

Entering the tank is a complete tank group. Thanks to ‘god’, they can operate all American tanks just like Zhou Qingfeng. Upon hearing the command of the platoon leader, the rotating turret stopped immediately, the muzzle pointed at the half-track vehicle, and a grenade flew out.

Before firing, the American soldiers on the half-track vehicle looked in horror at the muzzle pointing at their tank. He opened his mouth as if to remind himself that he was a comrade in arms, but the muzzle of the muzzle had swallowed him up.

Because the distance was too close, the grenade's insurance could not be unlocked, but it hit a half-track vehicle and released huge kinetic energy. A ton of semi-tracked vehicle was bombarded for more than ten meters in an instant and disintegrated directly in midair. The American soldiers on the vehicle were drowned in a pile of twisted parts flying around.

"The grenade will be reloaded." Zhou Qingfeng continued to turn the car body, his face had been twisted in the cold wind, staring aggressively at other panicked US soldiers. He needs to vent when he has accumulated a full stomach!