Assault Squad 47! accept the task
Ye Qing was stunned.
This system mission was beyond Ye Qing's expectations.
The artillery battalion and the Seventh Crossing Company were both heading towards Hagaru-ri Airfield, and the distance between them was not much different.
But the problem was…
This time, the American fighter airstrike was not as simple as one.
Instead, it was a squadron and three small squadrons.
A total of 12 fighter jets.
This group of fighter jets that took off from the US aircraft carrier battle group was aimed at all the volunteer soldiers approaching Hagaruri Airport from nine different directions.
To put it simply.
It was to indiscriminately shoot and bomb the volunteers near Hagaru-ri Airport.
It would give the American troops more time to retreat.
Ye Qing wasn't a god who had descended to the mortal world.
He wasn't arrogant enough to think that he could face 12 fighter jets alone.
That was simply courting death.
However, Ye Qing was unwilling to give up on the mission.
"Pinghe, how many bazookas do we have in a row?”
Ye Qing walked to Ping He's side and asked.
"Two Bazuka, not many shells, less than ten.”
Ping He said quickly.
"What's wrong?"
Even though Pinghe didn't speak much, he was still rather sharp.
From Ye Qing's frown, he could tell that he had something on his mind.
"Thunderlord, how many bazookas are there in the artillery battalion?”
Ye Qing suddenly thought of a solution when he saw the Thunder God walking back while cursing.
"There must be four or five of them. Damn it, these bastards from the artillery battalion look at things like they're treasures. They didn't even manage to get a single shell back.”
Thunderlord was furious.
After bringing Wu Wanli around for a long time, the artillery battalion guarded against them as if they were thieves.
Four or five?
Ye Qing's eyes lit up.
He walked over to Wu Qianli and whispered a few words into his ear. Wu Qianli was shocked.
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, the American fighter jets will definitely support us along the coast.”
Ye Qing said confidently.
Five Thousand Miles didn't say much. He squatted on the ground and spread out the map.
"Thunderlord, Yu Congrong, Pinghe, come!”
Following the faint light, everyone, including Mei Sheng, gathered around.
Ye Qing pointed at a certain area on the coastline.
He drew circles.
"Before we set off, I asked a Polar Bear Regiment Commander. He told me that this area is the US aircraft carrier battle group.”
"What is an aircraft carrier battle group?"
Yu Congrong's head was muddled and he did not understand.
"It's a metal boat that can carry bomber and fighter jets.”
Thunderlord said angrily.
Ye Qing's words did not stop.
From the position of the wreath, he drew a line on the map.
"Look, this is the take-off position. If we want to go to Hagaru-ri Airport, it will be on our way. The artillery will definitely be attacked.”
Everyone frowned when they heard Ye Qing's explanation.
"Thunderlord, what do you think?"
Wu Qianli raised his head and looked at Thunderlord who was deep in thought.
"What Ye Qing said makes sense. If the US aircraft carrier battle group really stops at this position, the artillery battalion will be in a f * cking danger.”
"Our company still has two Bazoos. I'll ask Battalion Commander Yang for two more later.”
Wu Qianli shook his head.
"I'll go ask for it so that that guy won't talk too much.”
After saying that, he looked at Mei Sheng.
"Instructor, you take the 7th Company and continue to advance. Ye Qing and I will take the people and move faster. Yu Congrong, Pinghe, and Lei Gong will follow me.”
Mei Sheng couldn't help but feel worried when he heard that so many core members had left.
These few.
Each of them was the backbone of the 7th Company.
What if something happened?
There was no difference between crossing the seventh line and crossing it.
"Why don't I lead the team?"
Mei Sheng rubbed his hands as he blew.
"No, you can't fight Bazuka well. If there are too many American fighter jets, you'll be in too much danger.”
Wu Qianli immediately rejected this suggestion.
"Thunderlord, do you have any objections?”
Facing Wu Qianli's question, everyone shook their heads, indicating that there was no problem.
"Alright, Yu Congrong, bring a few men with you. I'll go ask Old Yang for two Bazoos.”
After saying that, he brought Yu Congrong and a few soldiers and ran forward.
Wu Qianli and Battalion Commander Yang exchanged some words in front of them, and after a round of verbal sparring, the soldiers of the Seventh Company returned with the bazooka and rockets.
"Enough, Ye Qing. Tell me your thoughts.”
Everyone looked at Ye Qing.
Ye Qing did not hide anything and directly said his thoughts.
Very quickly.
The few of them agreed that it was feasible, so they scattered and began to get busy.
After a while.
The Seventh Company continued to march toward Hagaru-ri Airport.
However…
This time, the soldiers of the 7th Company weren't used to it.
The backbone company commander, Wu Qianli, the squad leader of the live treasure firepower platoon, Yu Congrong, the veteran artillery platoon leader, Lei Gong, and the silent sharpshooter, Ping He, were not in the team.
Even the war hero, Sniper Ye Qing, was nowhere to be found.
Only Mei Sheng led the team.
Without the five people who could be said to be the pillars of stability in the company, many soldiers felt empty in their hearts.
"Instructor, where are my brothers?"
Wu Wanli also realized that something was wrong and ran to Mei Sheng's side to ask.
But Mei Sheng did not answer.
He only left behind a sentence,"Hurry up and hurry up", and ordered Wu Wanli to return to the formation.
In the queue ahead.
Out of nowhere, there were four more warriors carrying bazookas and one carrying an exaggerated spear.
Ye Qing, who was at the back of the team, muttered in his heart.
Accept!
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