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When the Seventh Company was divided into two groups and launched attacks from the south and north of the bridge respectively, Rosen also took Wu Wanli to find a suitable place to set up artillery.

However, he did not use the M101 howitzer, but chose to use the more flexible M20 recoilless rifle.

In fact, during normal use, the M20 is often used to attack bunkers, with quite good results.

Strictly speaking, the Watergate Bridge cannot be considered a bridge. It is actually a cave bridge structure formed by the water pipes at the bottom of the Changjin Lake Reservoir Power Station. It is actually very inconvenient to fire from under the bridge and attack upwards, especially because of the lack of attack vision, which may result in blind shooting.

Fortunately, the wind and snow are now much weaker, and Rosen summoned the crows to act as eyes, allowing him to see the situation above clearly.

"Wanli, are you ready?" Rosen asked.

"Ready." Wu Wanli, holding the cannonball, answered loudly.

"Then let's start." Before he finished speaking, Rosen had already opened fire.

Bang.

The shell flew out and hit the firing point on the bridge that was frantically attacking below.

Amid the deafening explosion, the heavy machine guns and the surrounding American troops were completely turned into flying fragments, and even a hole was eaten in the bridge deck by a grenade.

"Who fired the cannon?"

Tan Ziwei, who was at the front and was completely unable to raise his head due to the pressure from the US military, asked loudly.

"do not know."

"It sounded like a U.S. military howitzer."

"It must be the brother troops coming!" Someone looked down and said in surprise, "It looks like the Seventh Company."

"Now that the Seventh Company is here, we have to fight this battle." Tan Ziwei murmured.

Boom.

Before he could finish his words, another machine gun position built on the hillside was blown up by a grenade.

At this time, the American soldiers on the bridge also noticed something was wrong.

In particular, the machine gun on a watchtower fired crazily at Rosen and Wu Wanli.

"I'm going to blow it up." Wu Wanli took out a grenade and wanted to rush forward.

"Don't worry." Rosen grabbed him and lay on the ground, looking at the M20 recoilless gun that was clanking and clanging under the whistling bullets, and said, "Even if no one is manning the gun, it can still be blown up."

Before he finished speaking, the M20 started moving.

It was as if an invisible person was calibrating the direction, and it was aimed at the watchtower in an instant.

Bang.

"Bombardment, retreat quickly!" The lookout on the watchtower saw the muzzle of the gun flashing with fire and shouted in panic.

But it's too late.

The shell flew straight towards us and with a loud bang, it blew the sentry tower into countless pieces that fluttered in the wind.

As for the American soldiers, they had already died and no one knew where they were.

Boom boom boom.

And this was just the beginning, the next shell began to extend to the left and right along the bridge deck.

Both the bunkers and the surrounding houses were bombarded.

To Rosen, all enemies should be completely destroyed, so he has no regrets when wreaking havoc now.

Shells whizzed and exploded wildly, and the flames illuminated the entire Watergate Bridge as bright as day.

It's not that the U.S. military didn't think of counterattacking, but the problem was that even though they were in a dominant position and even though they could see Rosen clearly, before their guns could aim at Rosen, the 75mm shells seemed to have eyes and arrived first, hitting him accurately, fiercely, and with great power.

They were often killed or wounded in bombings, but the enemy's artillery fire was still as fierce as ever, which made them suffer terribly.

"Damn it! How on earth did that guy down there do it? How could he shoot so accurately?"

"He's clearly below us, with no view of our attack, but why does he seem to be able to see us clearly?"

……

The American soldiers guarding the bridge were surprised, cursing, and also afraid.

They thought of countless possibilities, but no one realized that the crow standing on the eaves and looking at them coldly was precisely Rosen's spy.

“Retreat.”

"Withdraw all."

……

Just when Rosen was wondering whether Wu Qianli would take advantage of this opportunity to capture the Watergate Bridge in one fell swoop, he shouted for everyone to retreat.

"What is my brother going to do?" Wu Wanli said very disappointedly.

"I don't know." Rosen put away the M20 recoilless rifle, pulled out the M1 Garand, and while retreating with Wu Qianli, he fired a few shots at the back from time to time.

Even though it seemed that he didn't aim carefully, and even shot without stopping, every shot would result in the death of an American soldier.

By the time the eight bullets in the magazine were emptied, no American soldier behind him dared to shoot him in the back.

Because everyone knows how terrible it is to piss off a sniper with superb marksmanship.

After the people from the 7th and 9th companies withdrew, they found a valley to rest temporarily.

Wu Qianli, Mei Sheng and Tan Ziwei got together to discuss how to blow up the Watergate Bridge.

Rosen took Wu Wanli to check on the injuries of the wounded in the 9th Company.

At this time, he didn't care whether he would be exposed or not, and directly marked everyone in the Ninth Company as teammates, and then added the anti-freeze and prayer effects to them.

"Hey, why do I suddenly not feel cold anymore?"

"My wound doesn't seem to be bleeding much anymore!"

……

"Yu Congrong, bring the wounded here, I will treat them." Rosen took out an operating table from the airport's medical room from the storage compartment, placed a bunch of surgical instruments on it, and then shouted loudly.

"Okay." Yu Congrong agreed and sent over a soldier from the 9th Company who was shot in the thigh.

His luck was not very good. The bullet hit the aorta in his left leg directly. Even though it was bandaged to stop the bleeding, it was of little use.

The massive blood loss caused his body temperature to drop sharply. He was shaking from the cold all over and was close to hemorrhagic shock.

If Rosen wasn't here, even if he was sent to a big hospital right now, he might not be able to be saved.

Rosen pinched the wound on his leg, took out a bottle of water from the storage compartment and threw it to Wu Wanli, saying, "Feed him a few sips."

This is the water from the Pool of Life that Rosen got on Paradise Island. For ordinary people, drinking two sips is enough to quickly restore vitality in a short period of time. It can be called a simplified version of a blood bottle.

Wu Wanli seemed to believe Rosen's words without a doubt, and immediately ran to give him water.

Rosen reached out and tore open the clothes at the wound. After casually touching it to make sure there were no bullet fragments left in the leg, he directly took a pair of surgical forceps to clamp one end of the broken blood vessel, and then sutured the blood vessel pierced by the bullet.

Fortunately, Rosen not only has battlefield rescue, but also has dexterity and expertise with both hands.

This made him absolutely familiar with suturing blood vessels at this time. He did not look like a sophomore medical student at all, but more like an expert who had worked in vascular surgery for half his life.

After Rosen sutured the blood vessel in no time, he began to clean the wound and suture.

Under the effect of LV6 prayer's healing +12, the wounded man was not only out of danger quickly, but his wounds were also healing rapidly.

Rosen pushed him to Yu Congrong and asked him to bandage his wounds, while he went to treat the wounds of other wounded soldiers.