Chapter 971 Pulling Out the Nail

"Comrade commander, Zhou Qingfeng, the leader of the regiment's independent tank platoon, is reporting to you. This platoon has returned after completing its combat mission. Please give me instructions." Zhou Qingfeng stood upright with his chin raised. With the five 'Pershings' and one 'Sherman' pulled back behind him, he was very proud.

The head of the 178th regiment held his breath, no matter his age, he was enough to be Zhou Qingfeng's father. But in terms of momentum, his meeting is really not enough. The Turtle Army usually seized the enemy's rifles and mortars, and heavy artillery was rare. Now they have captured a few enemy tanks and returned.

"Boss Zhou, your skills have improved." The military has always judged its achievements by military exploits, and troops with outstanding military exploits are naturally more aggressive. In fact, the officers of the army also like their subordinates to be like little tigers. As long as they can win the battle, they can relax a little bit in terms of discipline.

"Since he has the ability, let him pull out the nail." The political commissar of the regiment on the side also smiled, obviously wanting to throw a hard bone for Zhou Qingfeng to chew on.

"Captain, you know me too well. I'm good at pulling out nails." Zhou Qingfeng took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, and took advantage of the opportunity to erase the incident of disobeying orders.

The so-called 'nails' are the remnants of the 'Drysdale Detachment'. Yesterday, this detachment, with more than 1,000 troops, attacked the blocking position of the 60th Division with heavy firepower such as tanks and armored vehicles.

At this time, we can see the great difficulties and damage caused by the severe cold to the volunteers. At any rate, the 60th Division had three regiments with more than 10,000 people. As a result, they occupied favorable terrain and failed to stop the more than 1,000 U.S. troops.

Lieutenant Colonel Drysdale risked his life and finally rushed into the besieged Xiajieli with more than 300 people to support the headquarters of the First Marine Division. But one-third of the detachment was intercepted and surrounded and trapped in the middle of the road. There is still a third..., unfortunately, it crashed into the IS-7 driven by Zhou Qingfeng.

There are still more than 200 people in one third of the siege who are still stubbornly resisting. The commander of this group is Major McLaughlin. Just such a group of people can't be eaten by the 178th regiment.

Originally, the volunteers were good at fighting at night, but now when it gets dark, the temperature can freeze people to death. Volunteer soldiers who lack clothing and food are hard to survive and cannot fight at all. Major McLaughlin survived the night with the advantage of firepower and the help of God.

It was daylight now, and the Yankee plane was coming again soon. McLaughlin and his gang will definitely break through, and the 178th Regiment will most likely not be able to stop them.

As soon as the mission was announced, Zhou Qingfeng immediately said, "Don't worry, commander. I promise to kill those Yankees."

"Be careful of American planes." The political commissar said, afraid of something. Two F-4U 'Pirate' fighter jets of the US Navy's 1st Air Wing roared across the sky. The bombs and napalm bombs mounted under the iron wings were a major threat to the volunteers.

Seeing the carrier-based aircraft appearing in the sky, Major McLaughlin, who had stayed up all night, led his men into joy. They stayed in the wild overnight in the wind and the wind, fearing that they would be annihilated by the volunteers. Now that they were covered by the air force, there was finally a way to escape.

"Get ready, we are going to break through." Major McLaughlin was very optimistic, and kept encouraging the morale of his subordinates in the encirclement. More than two hundred of them were trapped in a crude position constructed of ditches, wrecked vehicles, and roadbeds. Seeing that he was able to escape, his morale immediately increased significantly.

"Sir, shouldn't we be careful of enemy tanks?" a Marine Corps soldier reminded. They were trapped not far from the road, and when Zhou Qingfeng returned with a group of tanks, he almost scared them to death.

"It doesn't matter, 'Pirate' will solve everything." Major McLaughlin has absolute confidence in the combat effectiveness of the Navy's carrier-based aircraft. I have to say that the U.S. Marine Corps and carrier-based aircraft units are elites, and their combat effectiveness is absolutely first-class.

Under the instructions of McLaughlin's subordinates, the "Pirate" fighter jets were already strafing volunteer soldiers outside the encirclement. Once the napalm bomb explodes, it will be a sea of ​​flames. This is not something that can be resisted by bravery and determination.

The soldiers of the 178th regiment who were in charge of the siege also stayed up all night in the cold wind and low temperature. They were more miserable than McLaughlin, and they were already at the end of their strength and could not be moved at all.

Many soldiers lay on the icy ground all night, and when they got up in the morning, they turned into lumps of ice. Now being bombed by a US military plane, those who are still alive can only retreat.

"Okay, we can go." Major McLaughlin carefully observed the surrounding situation. He was still very careful about the enemies forming the encirclement outside. In his opinion, they were all inhuman existence. "Thank God for our aviation."

Just when Major McLaughlin wanted to break through, Zhou Qingfeng was also gnashing his teeth and staring at the 'pirate' carrier-based aircraft raging in the sky. He managed to hide his tank well, but he didn't want to go out and get bombed. No matter how good the IS-7 is, it is also a land combat weapon, and it has no way to deal with aircraft.

However, Zhou Qingfeng was not unprepared for this, and his 100 million was spent wisely. Tanks can't be used, so use anti-aircraft guns!

"Has the radar started working?" Zhou Qingfeng asked. He was referring to a U.S. military SCR-584 radar mounted on an engineering vehicle. Early radars were bulky, heavy, and cumbersome. The entire radar is divided into multiple subsystems such as search, tracking, and fire control, which are very troublesome to use.

In order to integrate these things together without exceeding the technical level of 50 years, it took..., in fact, it didn't take much effort at all. If Zhou Qingfeng spends money, any optoelectronic institute in Shanghai can produce finished products. This is an old-fashioned technology, and it is really not a problem.

Although the performance is a bit poor, the appearance is a bit ugly, and the lifespan is a bit short, but it can be used!

One engineering vehicle is equipped with a radar, and the other is equipped with a 40mm Bofors anti-aircraft gun. The two implement semi-automatic control, and the radar information is transmitted to the anti-aircraft gun, which can fire after aiming.

When the radar was erected, the anti-aircraft artillery removed the camouflage net, and the universal tank soldier provided by "GOD" cameo as an anti-aircraft artillery soldier, and dozens of shells were fired into the sky at once.

The "pirate" in the sky is still a propeller fighter jet, and it flies very slowly when it drops bombs at low altitude. As a result, one plane was hit in one encounter, and it crashed into the mountain with black smoke. The other 'Pirate' was frightened and quickly pulled up, but it opened its door wide during the climb, and was easily shot down by the anti-aircraft gun again.

When the two 'pirates' were finished, the soldiers on both sides looked dumbfounded. The Volunteers didn't expect the plane to be shot down so easily. You must know that they have suffered enough from Yankee planes. And Major McLaughlin, do you think God is joking with him?

"Isn't it? We haven't broken through yet, why was this 'Pirate' carrier-based aircraft shot down?" McLaughlin's subordinates were just getting ready to run away, but now that the carrier-based aircraft is gone, they still can't run away. ?

After a while, a 'Sherman' drove over from the hiding place. It directly crossed the encirclement and pushed away the defense line built by McLaughlin and others. A volunteer officer stood on the turret, and the muzzle pointed at more than two hundred American soldiers inside.

Major McLaughlin didn't dare to move. Seeing that the captured American tank hadn't fired, he couldn't help but straighten up and take a few steps forward. In order to protect the dignity of the marines, he shouted at the volunteer officer on the turret: " Are you here to surrender?"

The officer on the turret was condescending and looked at Major McLaughlin with a playful look, as if to say, 'I just don't talk, look at you as an idiot, pretend to be stupid! '