Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

Bang.

The grenade whizzed out, leaving a faintly visible trail.

Starting from the muzzle and ending at C47.

Boom.

The C47, which was about to take off, suddenly turned into a huge fireball that flew diagonally into the air and then fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"You destroyed the US C47, merit points +850."

……

What made Rosen even happier was that there were a lot of American soldiers in the plane, and they were also considered meritorious.

This wave earned me at least four to five thousand merits, which was a huge profit.

So Rosen began to look at the planes on the runway.

Is this a plane?

Are you kidding! They are basically gift packs of merit points for various activities. As long as you are not crazy, you should definitely not miss them.

So Rosen fired continuously and amassed merit points crazily.

At this moment, the American artillery and Lao Yang's artillery battalion were fighting fiercely on the battlefield.

Among them, there is a unique Rosen who is wantonly attacking targets he thinks are more valuable.

Of course, targets with higher merit value generally have higher military value, so Rosen’s actions did not have any negative impact on the war. On the contrary, it was because he killed almost all the C47s.

This made the commander of the 1st Marine Division, Oliver Plains Smith, completely give up the plan to escape by plane, and also gave up the idea of ​​relying on the airport to fight the Volunteer Army to the death. He immediately ordered everyone to pack up and evacuate, preparing to go to Hungnan Port via the Watergate Bridge.

As noon approached, the battle gradually ended.

Rosen took Wu Wanli for a stroll in the airport, and put some of the ammunition they saw that could be used into the storage compartment.

Standing on the runway in front of the C47 that had been blown up by his shot and was now only a black and tattered frame left after being bombed and burned, Rosen felt as if he were in another world.

A few worlds ago, he jumped from the same type of plane into the tragic European battlefield as a U.S. paratrooper, but now he came here as a volunteer soldier to blow up the plane.

If he hadn't always remembered who he was, hadn't always had a loyal heart and hadn't changed his stance, he might have gone insane after experiencing this a few more times.

"What a pity!" Rosen sighed.

"What a pity?" Wu Wanli, who had been strolling nearby, asked puzzledly.

"If this still works, I'd take you for a ride in the sky." Rosen smacked his lips.

"Uncle Luo, can you fly a plane?" Wu Wanli asked in surprise.

"It's just a plane, no big deal." Rosen said calmly, "If you get a chance later, I'll teach you how to fly a plane."

"Okay, okay." Wu Wanli quickly agreed excitedly.

At this time, the platoon leaders of the Seventh Company were holding a meeting.

Mei Sheng asked about the casualties in each platoon.

Bullets have no eyes on the battlefield, so casualties are inevitable. However, because of Rosen, the personnel of the Seventh Company are now more organized than in the original plot, and their combat effectiveness is also stronger, so the casualties are much lighter than in the original plot.

Even so, the entire company was still short of nearly thirty people.

Wu Qianli felt extremely sad when he looked at the blood-stained cloth handed to him by the platoon leaders.

Every name on it was once a living being, a brother of flesh and blood who had been through life and death together, but now they are gone.

He couldn't help but think of his elder brother and others who had already died...

Even the strongest man felt a surge of bitterness in his heart.

However, the war situation did not allow him to have too much time to feel sentimental, as a new mission soon arrived: the 7th Company moved southward, closer to the U.S. troops, and arrived at the 1081 Heights area of ​​the Watergate Bridge, waiting for orders to carry out the mission of blowing up the bridge.

After leaving Hagaru-ri Airport, the 7th Company headed towards the Watergate Bridge.

In the afternoon, a strong wind suddenly blew, and then heavy snow fell down, hitting people's faces with a "pa pa pa" sound. Not only did it hurt, but it also blurred everyone's vision.

In such weather, Rosen's crows are not very useful.

Fortunately, he still had ghost wolves, which he summoned secretly and released to roam around, detecting the enemy in advance and providing timely feedback through shared vision.

Rosen's anti-freeze function started working again, allowing the brothers within 15 meters to temporarily escape from the cold and avoid frostbite.

This also made the journey of the Seventh Company not as difficult as in the original plot. Even under Rosen's halo, they did not feel cold at all when they saw the cold wind blowing the snow everywhere. Instead, they felt like hiding in the house on a rainy day, watching the storm raging outside and feeling safe in their hearts.

Although it is less painful, walking on thick ice and snow will put you in danger of falling into snow pits from time to time. The danger level is actually no less than fighting the enemy head-on.

As it was getting dark, Wu Qianli heard intensive gunfire coming from afar, and then he led the people of the Seventh Company and rushed over in the direction of the sound.

A moment later, they saw their target, the Watergate Bridge, and their brother troops who were fighting with the US military.

"Is it the Ninth Company? They should have received the mission to blow up the bridge before us." Mei Sheng asked. "Why don't we ask the headquarters?"

"Save the people first." Wu Qianli looked at the brother troops in the distance who were at a disadvantage, and immediately said, "Come on, everyone."

"Yes." Everyone agreed in unison.

"Lei Gong, you take the artillery crew and provide us with artillery support in the back." Wu Qianli ordered.

"Do not worry."

Wu Qianli looked at Luo Sen and Wu Wanli beside him and said, "You two can wander around freely. Lao Luo, I only have one request, don't let us suffer any loss."

"Just wait and see." Rosen smiled and made an OK gesture to him. He called Wu Wanli and left first without caring whether he understood it or not.

"Hey, hey, Lao Luo, wait a moment." Lei Suisheng stopped Luo Sen and stretched out his hand, saying, "You, Lao Luo, are a bit of a thief."

"What's wrong with me?" Rosen said he was innocent.

"What do you think? I asked you to help me install the Yankee cannons, and you agreed, but you ended up using them yourself." Lei Suisheng said unhappily.

"Thunder God, you can't blame me for this." Rosen spread his hands helplessly and said, "You want an M101 howitzer, I still have a lot of them, I can give you one at any time, the key is this kind of terrain, can you handle it?"

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now." Lei Suisheng pointed at Rosen and said, "What about him? This guy is from our artillery group. How did he end up running to your side?"

"Yes, yes. He's not only from your artillery group, but also your godson, right?" Rosen patted his arm and said, "Don't worry, I know. I have a daughter of my own and I won't steal your godson."

"That's more like it." Lei Suisheng immediately stopped being angry.

Just as Luo Sen and Wu Wanli were about to leave, Lei Suisheng stopped them again and asked, "Where are you two going?"

"Bombard the Watergate Bridge." Rosen said with a smile.