War Military: From 1978

Chapter 219: Hero at the border!

The fight of a trapped beast is especially fierce.

After more than six hours, the sky gradually darkened, but Long Wan's high ground was still not taken.

It has to be said that these were the most ferocious Vietnamese devils Chu An had ever seen.

It may also be that they knew there was no way they could survive, so they all became extremely crazy.

But in the madness there are also people.

Although a mad dog is scarier than an ordinary dog, when facing a human holding a gun, there is still no difference between a mad dog and an ordinary dog.

The same is true of the Vietnamese devils today.

They were very crazy, but under the alternating attacks of heavy artillery and the infantry company of Regiment C, there were less than twenty of them left.

Finally, after another charge, there was no more gunfire on the hill.

"Finally they are all dead. These Vietnamese devils are really crazy dogs. They blocked us for so long!" Wang Xiaohu spat in the jungle at the foot of the mountain.

Chu An put away the SVD sniper rifle in his hand, stood up and looked at the special forces company soldiers around him: "Everyone, get ready, we should have a mission soon!"

Although the battle at Long Wan was over, the fighting was still going on at the Friendship Bridge.

Moreover, because of the previous incident, the troops stationed in front have gone to support the Friendship Bridge, so the next step for Regiment C should be to move forward to take over the defense of the vacant positions along the road.

Sure enough, Chu An and his team’s mission arrived soon.

The reconnaissance platoon went ahead to investigate whether the abandoned positions of our soldiers ahead had been secretly occupied by the Japanese.

Friendship Bridge.

The battle continues.

The Vietnamese devils dispatched more than 3,000 people to attack one place. This was basically the largest battle on the Eastern Front except for the Sanpinshan War.

You know, even when they attacked Gao P before, they probably didn't have more than 3,000 defenders.

Not to mention other towns, where generally there are only one or two battalions at most.

This is a childish act by the Yue devils.

But no matter how big the move is, it cannot change one fact.

That is, their army is a mob.

The soldiers of the 346th Division are indeed combat-capable, but their combat effectiveness is more reflected in jungle warfare.

They are not good at attacking strongholds, and most of the people gathered now are militiamen who can only shoot and throw grenades.

Then, because they were broken up into small units, they lacked heavy weapons for attacking strongholds.

If a battle were to start now, a force like this would have three times the number of our troops.

However, the combat effectiveness they displayed was not as good as that of Long Wan's local Vietnamese troops and militia.

Especially as the fighting went on, their offensive slowed down, and there were even cases of militia and local armed forces quietly retreating.

There was no way. The Vietnamese devils in Long Wan’s group had no way to retreat, but they did. If they turned back, they would find themselves in the familiar jungle.

"Haha, damn it, monkeys, come here!"

In the northeast direction, on the bridgehead, one of our soldiers suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.

The Vietnamese devils in front of them hadn't fired a shot for several minutes.

"Something doesn't seem right. Did the Yue devils run away?"

The night was dark, and they could not see what was happening below the battlefield.

"Be careful, there might be a trap. Don't worry about it. Stay alert and keep safe!" a cadre reminded.

After fighting for several hours, they were all tired, but no matter how tired they were, they couldn't relax now.

If we really let our guard down and get ambushed by the Vietnamese devils, the consequences would be unbearable.

But it turns out they thought too much.

After just over half an hour, they found that the gunfire around them gradually stopped.

The Vietnamese devils retreated.

Although their commander was very unwilling.

But up to now, not only have they suffered heavy losses and failed to break through, but the Longwan area has also been opened up again by the Flower Planting Family.

And not only Long Wan, Tong L was also conquered.

They also knew that the Flower Planting Family's troops were already encircling them.

If they didn't retreat, the remaining people would be stuck. A deep sense of frustration swept over the colonel of the 346th Vietnamese Division. At the same time, he was also criticized by his superiors over the radio for his uselessness and was even directly demoted.

If a war fails, someone has to take the blame.

And now he is obviously the one taking the blame.

Of course, no one cares about this for the flower growers.

Everyone hoped that all the Vietnamese devils would die, and they even wanted to eat alive the Vietnamese commander who was commanding the battle.

Although our army won the war, hundreds of our soldiers still sacrificed on several fronts.

"Hurry! The route is open, we win, we win!"

"Haha, these damned Vietnamese devils are like an egg hitting a stone, and they still want to sneak attack us!"

"Kill them!"

On the highway, fellow villagers and militiamen in the transport team ran around to tell each other the news. At the same time, the transport team, which had been stuck in a traffic jam, started moving again.

But Group C cannot continue to walk tonight.

Following military orders, they took over the defense work in the Longwan to Namin area. At the same time, the next day, that is, the 9th, they had to continue to send troops to clear both sides of the highway.

Time passes slowly.

The battle at the Friendship Bridge seemed to be the last resistance of the Vietnamese devils.

In the next few days, except for the occasional battles at the battalion and company level among the rearguard troops, the troops at the front of the retreat route rarely encountered any decent resistance.

At most, it was a small group of Vietnamese guerrillas consisting of dozens of people.

So the whole process went smoothly.

On the 12th, Regiment C retreated to Tong L.

Here, Chu An and the regiment commander were received by the military commander.

Chu An also received face-to-face praise and affirmation from the founding generals.

To be honest, Chu An was very excited at that time.

For the first time in his two lifetimes, he came into contact with this legendary figure whom he had only seen on TV or in the news.

What's more, he had never dared to think about such a thing before.

But now it is actually happening.

On the 13th, after staying in TongL for a day, Regiment C continued to return home along the original main attack route.

This time, they don't have to clear the area around the highway.

Because after Tong L, they had already been cleared out.

So the team moved very quickly.

One day later, when only the afterglow of the setting sun remained, Chu An and his companions saw a large military camp in front of them.

This place is our army's assembly point and is also very close to the border.

Here, Chu An and his friends saw many of our country’s border residents.

They were very enthusiastic and welcomed us in groups, with female soldiers from the art troupe playing drums and gongs.

"Comrades, the troops returning victoriously are the C Regiment of the Border Defense Force.

This is a brave and fearless iron-blooded corps, and it is also a sharp blade that our republic uses to penetrate the south.

Border Defense Regiment C."

There are two large loudspeakers hanging on telephone poles at the entrance of the military camp.

At this moment, an excited female voice came from the loudspeaker.

She was introducing the achievements of the C Regiment, and at the same time, she was also telling the story of how the C Regiment was transformed from a second-line combat unit into a first-line combat unit and repeatedly achieved remarkable feats.

"To all the officers and soldiers of Regiment C, the militia, and the comrades who support the front.

Thank you for your sacrifice in defending our sacred territory from infringement!

Thank you for bravely shouldering the heavy trust of the motherland and the people and launching a resolute self-defense counterattack against Vietnam's invasion!
You are all heroes!"

The last female voice in the loudspeaker was particularly loud.

At this moment, everyone in Regiment C, who were marching and looked exhausted, couldn't help but hold their heads high!

They are heroes!

(End of this chapter)