In an instant, gunfire, artillery fire, and shouts of battle mingled together, creating a heart-stirring symphony of war.
The American troops leaped out of their ambush positions, launching a fierce attack on the Chinese forces with their pre-constructed fortifications and superior firepower. Bullets rained down on the Chinese soldiers, sending dust and gravel flying everywhere, and filling the air with the acrid smell of gunpowder.
The Chinese soldiers showed no fear and quickly deployed according to the pre-arranged tactics. The squads and platoons cooperated closely, using the terrain and other features for cover as they advanced steadily.
Some soldiers lay prone on the ground, using the earthen slopes for cover, and fired accurately at the enemy. Each time they pulled the trigger, it was accompanied by a scream from the enemy. Other soldiers crouched low and quickly moved from one cover to another, their weapons constantly spitting fire to suppress the enemy's firepower.
"Damn, why is the firepower of these Chinese soldiers so intense?" an American soldier asked his comrades while firing his gun.
Another person said, "They seem to have changed their guns. The firepower of these things looks like they're made in Japan. FUCK! Did Japan cooperate with China?"
"No! That's absolutely impossible! Japan and China are permanent enemies; this is a fact recognized worldwide."
"Can anyone explain what the situation is like in China right now?"
Tang Yue stood on a high ground, her sharp eyes fixed on the opposite side, her weapon spitting fire incessantly. From the very first shot, Tang Yue hadn't aimed with her eyes; she couldn't help it—this thing was spitting fire backwards anyway.
Each shot landed in her face, making her extremely uncomfortable. Sun Jinan was not far from Tang Yue; he was Tang Yue's bodyguard, responsible for protecting her at all times.
Tang Yue saw Sun Jinan playing so seriously, "Hey, Sun Jinan!"
"Here! Company Commander, what are your instructions?" Sun Jinan fired his gun while glancing back at Tang Yue.
Tang Yue watched as Sun Jinan continued firing, and she was quite impressed with him. "Is the gun any good?"
Sun Jinan chuckled, "Company Commander, you know what, I feel that this gun has a much longer firing range than our previous ones, and the weight is just right, so aiming is not difficult."
"Company commander, I've already taken down five."
Tang Yue was speechless. Why did she feel that Sun Jinan seemed quite satisfied with the gun?
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