War Military: From 1978

Chapter 214 Take all the livestock away!

"Kaka~"

Military trucks and civilian vehicles slowly moved along the roads of northern Vietnam.

Even among these trucks, you can see walk-behind tractors.

From the first day, this war was not fought by only soldiers.

Many ordinary people and fellow villagers also volunteered to go to the front line to provide support.

Many of the vehicles transporting supplies also come from the public.

They also suffered heavy losses in the early stages.

But now, they are all happy.

After the initial crisis on the highway, our army now pays special attention to it.

There are soldiers guarding along the way.

Their vehicles, loaded with mines and ammunition, drove across the border, delivered the supplies to the front line, and then returned in batches, dragging all kinds of supplies.

It's very lively. If it weren't for the frequent gunfire sounds near the highway, their current bustling transportation situation would definitely make people think that some big project or construction is going on here.

Of course, we are indeed working on a big project now.

But this big project is not a construction project, but a dismantling project.

"Captain! It's buried!"

Standing in the jungle, Chu An was writing something with a notebook and a pen.

Suddenly, a young soldier came running towards me with a smile on his face.

This person is not from the reconnaissance platoon, but he is now also a soldier under Chu An.

Soldiers from the special forces company and engineering platoon.

Starting from the afternoon of the 5th, the reconnaissance platoon and engineering platoon of the special forces company began to carry out the mission together.

But Chu An did not bring anyone with him.

He brought only five people with him: two engineers, two scouts carrying steering wheels, and one person carrying an 884-step walkie-talkie.

The remaining people were divided into four teams, led by four squad leaders from the reconnaissance platoon.

It was originally said that the position of platoon leader would be determined based on his military merits, but the situation changed at that time, and now we are continuing to complete this task.

The four teams, on his left and right, kept within the communication distance of 861 and carried out their respective tasks.

"Well, let's keep moving forward!"

Chu An greeted him, turned around, put away the notebook and pen in his hand, then turned back and led a mule.

Regiment C was originally a mule and horse unit, but after reaching L, they left all the mules and horses behind to deliver supplies across the river.

And the mules and horses we have now are not sent from the rear.

Seized proceeds.

A mule and a cow.

This is our current means of transportation.

Each mule and ox carried a considerable number of various mines.

Their task was to search for and eliminate the Vietnamese guerrillas while recording the coordinates of the high ground along the way, and then to plant mines wherever they passed.

"Clap!"

A burst of gunfire suddenly rang out, and Chu An looked up suddenly.

Front left.

And now the gunfire suddenly became more intense.

"Xiao Liu, you guard the supplies, everyone else follow me!"

Without any hesitation, Chu An gave the order directly.

In the front left is the team of Class 2.

"Yes!"

Several people quickly threw away the extra things on their bodies, including the steering wheels of the two scouts, and then ran with Chu An while holding their guns.

The Vietnamese devils on Gao P's side on the eastern front have had a hard time since the capture of Sanpin Mountain.

Because of our army's attacks along the way, their stored grain in various places suffered heavy losses.

The largest support base at the back is also gone.

In order to ensure that the Vietnamese devils here had food to eat, they were forced to use helicopters to randomly drop airdrops into the mountains.

However, this kind of action was more formal than practical, and even many airdrops were picked up by our army.

Because of this, their resistance here has become increasingly weak.

Without food to eat, how could we have the energy to fight?

When Chu An and his men were attacking the mine, other troops were sweeping the mountainous area. There were many hungry devils who could not even walk and ran out to beg for food.

Now a few days have passed and the situation has become even worse.

But this does not mean that the Vietnamese devils were completely defeated.

There are always some Vietnamese devils who still have some reserves, or they pick up airdrops.

They still had fighting power, so along the way, sporadic guerrilla raids continued.

Chu An's special forces company has experienced three surprise attacks since they set out yesterday afternoon, and has suffered four casualties, two of whom died on the spot.

Of course, the enemy is even worse off.

Our army's retreat is now organized according to regimental levels. There are no large-scale battles. When gunshots are heard, everyone who can hear the sound will rush to support the source of the gunshots.

Among the guerrillas who attacked Chu An and his group, only a few people in one team escaped, and the remaining two guerrilla teams were completely wiped out.

And now, this is the fourth time.

"Boom! Boom!"

Chu An ran towards the sound of gunfire, and only ran about a hundred or two hundred meters when he heard the sound of cannon fire.

This is the little cannon in the second squad showing off his power.

This was what Chu An specifically asked each class to bring with them before the operation.

Compared to guns or even things like rocket launchers, the small cannon is a mortar after all, which can shoot in a parabolic trajectory and is more effective against the Vietnamese devils who sneakily occupy some advantageous positions.

"Quick!"

Chu An led the team to run around the side where the gunshots were coming from.

Unfortunately, when Chu An and the others ran over, the attacking Vietnamese devils had already run away.

"Damn the Vietnamese devils! Our mules and cattle have been killed!"

When Chu An found the second squad, he heard the soldiers in the second squad cursing.

This time, the Vietnamese devils did not fire the first shot at people, but at the cattle and mules in their team.

Now a cow and a mule in their team were lying in a pool of blood.

"What's going on? Didn't your team's forward scouting team notice the Vietnamese devils were ambushing us? Several times!"

Chu An came over and found that only one person was shot and injured, but no one died. He immediately felt relieved and then frowned.

Mules and cows can be killed, as they are important means of transportation nowadays.

This had never happened in the three previous attacks.

"Company commander, it's my fault!" The acting second squad leader came up and admitted his mistake.

Chu An looked at him and said, "You get three points!"

Chu An's words made the second squad leader look a little gloomy, and also made the second squad soldiers next to him a little anxious.

"Captain, it's not our squad leader who's at fault. It's the two of us who didn't conduct thorough reconnaissance and didn't distance ourselves from the rest of the group. You should punish us, but don't deduct points from our squad leader!"

The points deduction Chu An received is not a disciplinary action.

It’s the score for the platoon leader election.

Each person gets ten points, with extra points for meritorious service and deductions for mistakes. In three days, the squad leader with the highest score will be promoted to platoon leader.

Chu An looked at the two scouts who were shouting, but ignored them completely.

He looked at the second squad leader again: "Is what they said true?"

Chu An is setting a trap.

If the second squad leader dares to admit it, he will have no chance of becoming the platoon leader.

Regardless of whether this was their fault or not, even if it was, as a squad leader, he didn't even dare to help admit the mistakes of his squad members, so he couldn't expect to be a platoon leader.

"No! It's my fault, it has nothing to do with them!" The second squad leader replied quickly.

"Squad leader!" The two scouts wanted to speak, but Squad 2 glared at them and said, "Shut up!"

A fleeting smile appeared on Chu An's face.

"Alright, just admit your mistake and accept the punishment!"

Chu An turned around and looked at the communicator: "Contact the regiment headquarters and report the situation here!"

After saying that, Chu An looked at the second squad leader again: "Cut up the cows and mules on the spot, and send the meat to the road later. Then bring the two live ones back to continue the mission!"

Although the cows and mules were killed, their death was not without value.

As for whether it is difficult to switch jobs?
Actually not really.

The Vietnamese devils erected walls and cleared the fields, and all the people went into the mountains. Towns and even some villages were deserted.

But the Vietnamese devils themselves were reluctant to kill oxen or mules.

They still need to keep it for use.

So they left those that they didn't have time to take away in the country fields around the village, and kept those that they could take away in some caves.

But now our army is searching for people everywhere.

Dig at the hole you see.

We also spent a lot of money on these livestock.

Of course, I have taken out all my money, so I will definitely not be polite to them now.

We must destroy their northern industrial and military systems, and make it impossible for them to continue to wage war against us.

It is certainly impossible to keep cattle and mules, livestock that can plow the land and serve as means of transportation.

What's more, many of these cows and mules were donated by us.

(End of this chapter)