War Military: From 1978

Chapter 241 Coincidence! Another life!

For the Vietnamese devils, they really didn't care about the two shots fired by the Second Battalion.

Even the Vietnamese devils across the river were laughing, thinking that it was their own artillery fire.

After all, this is their daily life.

No matter day or night, they would fire one or two shots at the high ground whenever they had nothing to do.

But what happened next made them panic.

Why do flower growers fire flares?

And why did you fight back after more than ten minutes?
More importantly, why are the flares coming!

Inside the cave, the Vietnamese officer was furious, and even when he was talking on the phone, every word he said was in a very high tone.

He suspected that he had committed adultery.

Because they have a battle plan for tonight.

The superiors ordered that we must recapture at least one high ground tonight.

They have been preparing for this for several days.

Soldiers were assigned to clear mines in the dark at midnight every day, and more people were assigned to transport supplies from the mountainous forest areas.

But why would the flower growers take action first now?
coincidence?

Could it be such a coincidence?
At this moment, he would never have thought that there was actually no traitor.

It was all really a coincidence. Our army simply wanted to capture a prisoner and happened to see them setting up artillery positions on the border.

"No, I won't kill you!" (Surrender your weapons and you won't be killed!)
"Clap!"

"Bowuke Yishuang!" (Put down your weapons!)
Wang Xiaohu and his men rushed to the front of the Japanese artillery position.

With another flare fired from Chu An's side, they rushed forward in big strides.

While he was trying to persuade them to surrender in Vietnamese, he did not put down the gun in his hand.

When they saw the Vietnamese devils, they would just hold their guns and shoot at their hands or shoulders, regardless of whether they were dead or alive.

The battlefield is not a game, and they are all veterans who have fought in wars. They know the importance of finishing off the fight.

What's more, after they pounced on them, they actually completed the task very quickly.

A Vietnamese soldier who was holding his leg was held down, and another Vietnamese soldier who was squatting in a pit that was less than half a meter deep raised his hands tremblingly.

"Go! Get out!"

While Wang Xiaohu asked someone to take the two men directly to the river, the deputy squad leader quickly took the two men and shot all the remaining people.

"Papa~"

A series of gunshots rang out again.

But this time there were no enemies, but Wang Xiaohu and his men were firing at the ground towards the river.

Bullets can also be used to clear mines. Although this method is not 100% safe, there is no absolute safety on the battlefield.

"Wow!"

The sound of falling water was heard.

Wang Xiaohu pushed the prisoner in his hand directly into the water.

The others behind him also quickly took another one into the water.

"Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, the sounds of artillery fire and explosions were still everywhere in the Vietnamese territory.

This is because our army's mortars on Pingguan Mountain are still firing their power, covering the retreat of Wang Xiaohu and his men.

"Battalion Commander, the report is that a small group of troops from the Flower Planting Clan raided our No. 3 artillery position. These guns and the movement now are probably just cover!"

Inside the cave, a Vietnamese Japanese staff officer suddenly put down his phone, turned around and spoke quickly.

"Hmm? Are you sure?" The major in the cave hurried to his side.

The staff officer nodded. "Yes, it was a soldier who escaped from position number three who said so. He's currently with the first platoon of the second company."

"Everywhere else is fine. The flower-growing family's artillery fire is just random. I guess the flower-growing family doesn't know our plan.

"If it was really a small force that attacked Position No. 3, it's probably a prisoner-taking operation!" said a Vietnamese lieutenant.

Immediately, the battalion commander with the rank of major fell silent.

But only for a few seconds.

He looked at the staff officer holding the phone and asked, "Are you sure someone has been arrested?"

"Let me ask!" The staff officer didn't hang up the phone, but covered the microphone with his hand while talking.

Now he raised the receiver again, and soon he looked up at the major and said, "He says he doesn't know!"

The major's face turned pale on the spot.

He gritted his teeth, looked at the staff officer holding the phone and said, "You deserted the battlefield. You will enforce battlefield discipline!"

"Yes!" The staff officer's expression changed slightly, and he responded immediately after hanging up the phone.

At the same time, the major looked at the others and gave the order: "Order Groups 7 to 12 to use the No. 3 gun position as the coordinates and conduct a range bombardment towards the north, with random bursts of five rounds!"

"Yes!"

A messenger quickly took the order and gave it.

At this moment, the major clenched his fists.

If possible, he would have liked to plow through the No. 3 position with artillery fire.

But he could only think about such things.

Pingguan Mountain was not under their control and they had no geographical advantage. Moreover, their artillery firepower, shell quantity, and artillery caliber were not as good as those of the flower-growing families.

In this situation, even if he wanted to retaliate and use artillery fire to kill all the rats that slipped over, he didn't have the strength to do so.

Even now, he only dared to let the six groups of firepower he ordered to be exposed fire five times in a row.

Because the maximum burst is five rounds, if there are two more, the exposed mortar may be overwhelmed by the artillery fire of the flower growers before the shells are even fired.

"Order Second Lieutenant Li Ming to take action immediately!" Finally, he gave another order.

At the same time, on Chu An's side.

"Boom! Boom!"

Along the border where artillery fire roared, shells fell in the water and in the woods at random.

The sound of explosions was like a death warrant. A group of people who had come from the forest along the same route had already passed by the hillside where Chu An and his group were and were evacuating.

But now Chu An clenched his fists.

"boom!"

The ground was shaking, and Chu An, with his mouth slightly open, felt a slight pain in the eardrum of his left ear.

A shell exploded right at the waist of the left slope.

"Damn it, how many times has it happened!" Lying on the ground, Chu An couldn't help but curse in a voice that only he could hear.

His face looked very ugly.

Because he just triggered the predictive screen again.

Originally, he saw Wang Xiaohu and the others in the river below coming ashore at the place where they entered the water, and retreating from the hillside along the way, so he was ready to lead his men down the mountain to follow them.

But just as he was about to get up, the foreseen scene emerged.

In the picture, he had just walked down the hillside when a shell hit not far away and blew him away.

It is not known whether he died in the end, but judging from the distance where the shell landed and the body that was blown away, Chu An estimated that even if he was lucky enough not to die, he would have lost some limbs.

Of course, because of the appearance of the predictive image, he must be fine now.

It's just that he is a little frightened now.

How many times.

From the moment you go to the battlefield, not to mention that every time you predict it, you will die.

But Chu An couldn't help but think, if he didn't have this ability, would he still be alive now?
I'm afraid the ashes have already gone cold.

Outsiders only see his achievements, but they don’t know that these achievements were achieved at the cost of several lives.

I have lingering fears.

"Company commander, shall we retreat?" At this time, the third squad leader, who had escaped the disaster with Chu An, looked over and spoke in a low voice.

"it is good!"

The artillery fire from the Vietnamese devils was very urgent, but it seems to have stopped now.

Although Chu An was still frightened, after being called back to his senses by the third squad leader, he suppressed his inner throbbing and quickly got up.

No matter how many times you predict it, as long as you are still alive, it’s good.

Isn't that what a battlefield is like?

Look at your comrades.

A platoon of more than 30 people went to the battlefield, but the number of those who finally returned intact was not even enough to fit on the palm of your hand.

"Boom boom boom~"

Suddenly, dense explosions and flames broke out in several places on the opposite side.

Chu An looked over.

He knew that this was our army's response to the Vietnamese devils.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Chu An stood up and urged, "Hurry up!"

Wang Xiaohu and his men have already retreated with the prisoners. Now the Vietnamese artillery fire has been suppressed by our army. As long as there are no more accidents, they can complete the mission by returning with the prisoners.

Of course, Chu An was not careless either.

God knows if there are any Vietnamese devils lying in ambush in our country.

Don't make it through ninety steps only to capsize in the last ten steps.

Soon, Chu An led the third team down the mountain and returned without any accidents.

But before they returned to the road, they suddenly heard the artillery fire that had stopped suddenly start again.

And this time the artillery fire landed on Pingguan Mountain.

"what's the situation?"

The third squad leader who was following behind Chu An looked at Ping Guanshan and lost his voice.

Chu An also frowned.

But then.
"Let's go, don't worry about it!"

They have their own mission, and no matter what the situation is in Pingguanshan now, they can't help for the time being.

What's more, our army has deployed two companies in Pingguanshan, and there are fortifications built in advance and a large number of mines to guard it. Even if the Vietnamese devils go crazy, they can't easily capture it.

First take the prisoners to the highway, and then send them directly to the second battalion headquarters.

(End of this chapter)