Chapter 932 Captain Wang

Lao Cai is the capital of Huanglianshan Province. It is located at the intersection of the Red River and the Nanxi River. It has a railway to Hanoi, a highway and the Red River. It is an important gateway to the northwest of Vietnam and is naturally a must-fight place.

Previously, China's military mobilization turned from covert to open and no longer concealed. Vietnam naturally paid attention to it, so it also took precautions.

The Vietnamese army organized defense in Lao Cai, Xiao Cao and 475 Highland, attempting to use the Red River as a barrier, relying on the high ground and defending by taking advantage of the danger to prevent our army from advancing. The Vietnamese army built a large number of trenches, permanent shelters and earthen launch points outside Lao Cai, and prepared to shoot at our main targets and the road ahead.

The Vietnamese 345th Division guarded the area near Lao Cai. It was not an ace army, but it could be called an elite.

The overall battle plan was for the 13th Army to attack Bassa, and Baosheng to cooperate with the 14th Army to attack Lao Cai. The 14th Army's combat deployment was that the 40th Division attacked Lao Cai, the 42nd Division attacked the area from Lamin to Ban Lao, and separated Lao Cai from Meng Kang. The 41st Division attacked Meng Kang and Farong.

In short, it was to attack along the main towns in the border area. This was the case for the entire line, including other armies on the eastern line, which attacked Lang Son, Cao Ping, etc. This was a grand strategy, and the specific combat deployment must also take into full consideration the enemy's reinforcements and coordinated operations...

The 40th Division's mission was to attack Lao Cai, and the further combat plan was to avoid the enemy's main force, cross the Nanxi River from Wu Tiaoban in the northeast of Lao Cai to Xiao Cao, and annihilate the enemy in Xiao Cao. At the same time, a sharp knife was sent to cross the South River and insert into the Red River to cut off the retreat of the Lao Cai Vietnamese army, wrap them up, and finally the main force entered the field to annihilate the enemy.

The main force of the 40th Division to carry out this combat mission was the 118th Regiment, and the troops responsible for the infiltration were the 4th Company of the 2nd Battalion. The rest of the main force attracted the firepower of Xiao Cao...

February 16, night.

It was dark, but not completely dark. The brilliant light of the crescent moon illuminated the shapes of a few thin clouds in the sky, and also made it possible to see things with the naked eye on the earth shrouded in the night.

Amid the rustling sound, some people were lying and some were lying in the grass on the north bank of the Nanxi River. No one was making a loud noise, but no one was idle either, and they were talking quietly to the people who were close to them.

"Wang Yan, why are you here?"

"I've fought all over our Kunming Military Region and I'm invincible. If I don't come, not only will the soldiers look down on me, but I'll look down on myself. But I'm not here to fight. Didn't you see my camera? I'm a reporter, specializing in taking photos and recording. In the future, our military museum will have these photos, so that our next generation can see what we are like today."

"You're just talking nonsense." The company commander took the cigarettes handed to him by Wang Yan, and strung them down the slope to prevent the other side from seeing the fire. Then he lit it and took a puff. "With all your equipment, who would believe you're a reporter?"

"Just tell me if I have a camera?"

"I'll take a few more photos when our shells hit us."

When these words came out, the people laughed quietly, and of course they respected Wang Yan very much. Everyone in the Kunming Military Region knew what his situation was. He had no parents and no wife, but he was capable and had a bright future. He came to fight, and people still admired him.

"Hey, Wang Yan, this Nanxi River is only a few dozen meters away. There are many machine gun positions in Vietnam. There are three on the opposite side. Will your shooting skills still work here?"

"Instructor, you are underestimating me. Not to mention here, it will work even if you meet the King of Hell." Wang Yan laughed, "Don't be anxious when the cannon fires in a while, don't hold the trigger and don't let go. It's dozens of meters away. We still have shelters here. Just shoot one shot at a time. After I take pictures, I guarantee that the three machine gun positions on the opposite side will all be muted."

"If you ask me, you should install the camera. What are you doing?"

"I really know how to take pictures. You still don't believe it. You will know when my photos are published in the newspaper in the future."

The company commander came closer and whispered, "Don't forget to take two pictures for me later. When you go back, develop them and send them to me. If I..."

"Get lost, I will post them on your grave when you die. You haven't fired a single shot, and you are thinking about death first?"

The company commander chuckled and said nothing.

"Company commander, the superiors have instructed us to prepare for battle." The communicator came over and whispered.

"Instructor."

The company commander called out, and the latter passed the message to the side: "Prepare for battle."

In this way, one person passed the message to another, and all the soldiers of a company who were pulled out two or three hundred meters all lay down and set up their guns.

No one spoke at this time, and they all lay there and found a comfortable position back and forth. They were not a unit that crossed the river with guns and cannons, but provided fire cover on the shore. This was also taken care of by the leaders. Although Wang Yan repeatedly applied to join the landing force, he did not get approval. It is safer to assign him to the current company.

The evening breeze blew the grass, and the water of Nanxi River surged. Time seemed to be infinitely stretched, and it felt very slow.

Suddenly, dense air-breaking sounds rang out in the sky, and the trailing shells fell densely on the other side of the river, rumbling and shaking the sky.

"Fire!"

The company commander roared and fired at the opposite side. The sound of cannons rumbled, and the sound of gunfire bursts.

Wang Yan had already prepared his camera, and he was taking photos non-stop. He took photos of the shells in the sky, and also of the shells falling on the fortifications built by Xiao Cao on the opposite side. He also took photos of the sharp-edged soldiers who crossed the Nanxi River and risked their lives as soon as the shells were fired. He also took photos of the company commander who fired with gritted teeth, and the soldiers who fired over there...

"Fuck, stop shooting, shoot the machine gun, shoot the machine gun." The company commander yelled.

But the Vietnamese army on the other side, stunned by the bombing, had already organized a counterattack. Less than a hundred meters away, bullets were flying everywhere.

Wang Yan had actually put down the camera and picked up the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle.

"Watch it carefully." He shouted, aimed at the flames on the other side, and fired a shot...

The Type 56 semi-automatic rifle was made by imitating the Soviet SKS semi-automatic rifle. It is the first semi-automatic rifle of the Chinese People's Liberation Army.

The full length of the gun with a bayonet is 1260 mm, 7.62X39 mm ammunition, 10 rounds, four right-hand rifling, initial velocity 735 m/s, combat rate of fire 35-40 rounds/min, effective range 400 meters, scale range 1000 meters, maximum range 1500 meters.

Because there were no sniper rifles at present, and Wang Yan did not need to suppress firepower, he chose the 56.5mm for precise strikes.

Among the thousands of flying bullets, a bullet spun and landed on the chest of the Vietnamese machine gunner, piercing his lungs. The adrenaline secreted made him feel no pain, but the injury of the lungs penetrated, but it took effect in an instant. His breathing was not smooth, and the more he breathed, the more it worked. After only two or three breaths, he leaned back and twitched.

The deputy dragged him aside, continued to operate the machine gun, and then lay down with him...

"It's damn accurate, shoot, that, that..." The company commander aimed at the general direction and fired, and did not forget to point his finger at the place, afraid that Wang Yan could not see it.

Wang Yan did not say anything, but just fired one by one.

The three machine gun muzzles were all in the fortifications, and it was dark. Wang Yan could not hit the target every time. He just shot a little above the muzzle based on his shooting experience. But even so, he fired ten shots, but still made the machine gun misfire nine times, and only missed one shot.

"Bullets, bullets." The company commander took out the loading aid and handed it to Wang Yan, not letting him take it out again and waste time.

This so-called loading aid is a half-bent iron piece with grooves, which can hold the bullets in advance, and then put it on the magazine, press it down, and the bullets will be loaded one by one, faster.

Wang Yan took it, pressed the bullets into the opening of the five or six half magazines, and continued to shoot one by one. He suppressed three machine gun positions by himself, and the situation here improved a lot.

But the other side was not given away for nothing, their defense was also good, and there were mortars in the back constantly bombing this side and the river, and the sharp knife troops who wanted to cross the river were beaten back.

However, this side did not try their best, mainly because the main force attracted firepower and provided opportunities for the troops on the other side to sneak across the Red River.

But Wang Yan didn't hold back at all. The company commander didn't fire his gun, and pulled the communicator to the side to help Wang Yan put bullets into the loading aid. Wang Yan alone was better than the heavy machine gun. The main reason was that his hit rate was high, and no one dared to use the machine gun on the opposite side.

In the real battlefield, this kind of shooting at a distance of dozens of meters did not cause much casualties. Although the bullets were flying around, not many hit the right place.

With such a terrifying hit rate of Wang Yan, it is very likely that from the beginning of the war to now, except for those killed by artillery and those killed by guns, the other troops combined have not killed as many as Wang Yan alone.

This is of course exaggerated, but when it comes to Wang Yan, everything becomes harmonious.

"Is it accurate?" Wang Yan put away his gun, lit a cigarette, and asked the already confused company commander with a smile.

"It's damn accurate! I think you are more accurate than Zhang Taofang who told us before. I thought it was a bit mysterious before, but today I have opened my eyes. You must be a combat hero this time." The company commander gave affirmation and gave a thumbs up.

Why are the two of them smoking and chatting? Because Wang Yan has made the opposite position silent...

"Company commander, the battalion commander asked us what happened."

"Do you still need to ask me? You just say that Wang Yan's shooting is too accurate. He may have killed all the Vietnamese monkeys on the opposite side."

The battalion headquarters is not far behind, coordinating the attacks between several companies. Seeing that there was no movement here, someone was sent over to ask about the situation.

While talking, the machine gun on the opposite side sounded again.

"Damn it, it just doesn't learn its lesson. Wang Yan, beat him up." The company commander was lying there smoking happily.

Wang Yan lay down again, pulled the bolt to load the gun with a smile, and fired bursts of shots...

Actually, Wang Yan does not advocate individual heroism, but indeed, what he has done in the past thousand years is in line with individual heroism. Just like now, his killing efficiency alone is equivalent to that of hundreds of people.

But in the final analysis, if he were really alone, he would not be able to do this. The physical strength and energy he would have to consume would not be what he is doing now when he is lying down and pulling the trigger. After all, with the firepower suppression of hundreds of people, he could not even raise his head, so he had to run back and forth, constantly move, and take the opportunity to shoot cold guns.

Without the firepower suppression of others, he could not lie down here and aim one shot at a time.

Of course, the people on the opposite side would not be so stupid, and they could not always give Wang Yan the opportunity to name them. They all held their guns outside the bunker and fired a few shots randomly.

This is no longer the Anti-Japanese War, nor is it the period of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. China has plenty of ammunition. Wang Yan does not pursue 100% accuracy. Wherever there is movement, he will shoot in the direction he feels.

At this time, he could not effectively cause damage, but the opponent he hit did not dare to show his head, which made the Vietnamese army blind and inaccurate, and also greatly reduced the pressure on their side.

The two sides were just shooting at each other across the bank. The assault boat below wanted to pass, but they blocked it like crazy. For a while, they really couldn't cross the river.

The stalemate lasted for fifty minutes. Suddenly, our army's artillery fire struck again, and the intensity was even much stronger than the one at the beginning of the war. Cannonballs are like plowing a field, no money is needed.

Wang Yan knew that this was a secret crossing. The fourth company had already crossed the river and crossed south. Once the planned plan is completed, the main force here will also start a real group attack and cross the river to fully attack Lao Cai.

It was also at this time that a full-scale river crossing began. The Vietnamese army fired flares, and under the light, they were all People's Liberation Army soldiers.

Wang Yan held the camera and kept taking pictures until he finished taking pictures and replaced the roll with a new one. Then he rolled out, stayed behind the company commander, boarded the assault boat, and fought to the opposite side.

I didn't rush across the river in the previous fifty minutes, but this time I crossed the river in one wave.

The artillery fire has stopped. If it doesn't stop, we will bomb our own people. The Vietnamese monkeys organized quickly and their counterattack was fierce.

On the bank of the river, Wang Yan, his company commander comrade and the correspondent huddled behind a stone. The bullets hit the stone and shattered it into pieces.

"No, I can't even lift my head. Wang Yan, please think of a way."

"You are the company commander."

"You are still the deputy battalion." The company commander shouted, "Don't you know the art of war? Think of a way to prevent the Vietnamese monkeys from being so rampant."

"What tactics can withstand bullets?"

"We can't let our brothers die, right?"

Wang Yan looked around and saw that the soldiers were hiding well. He found the bunker and immediately took out his camera and took two pictures.

Without waiting, the company commander cursed angrily and took out three grenade shells.

"I'll throw in three grenades in a moment, rush out and shoot the machine gun, and you lead the people to follow. Once we take this machine gun point, we will have a breakthrough."

After shouting like this, no matter how the company commander reacted, he threw three grenades out. When the second grenade exploded, he rushed out quickly. With five or six in his arms, three shots were fired, which briefly suppressed the muzzle of the machine gun. Then the muzzle flicked, and the three-edged military spike hung on the bayonet. He turned over and entered the trench of the Vietnamese army.

When the Vietnamese army was still stunned, a sharp bayonet had already pierced the neck of one of them. Wang Yan kicked him away and shot the second man with a bang. When the third man wanted to fight back, At that moment, Wang Yan's gun had turned around, bang...

This section of the trench guarded by three people was controlled by our army. It was a vertical shooting trench with a waist-deep trench and sandbags on top. It was very comfortable for shooting to the north, but not for the Vietnamese troops to the south. To shoot from a lunge, you had to stand instead of stand, and squat instead of squat. It was very uncomfortable. This didn't matter to Wang Yan. He stepped forward and knocked out the machine gun in the rear tower that wanted to shoot with one shot.

It was only then that the company commander followed with a few soldiers and jumped into the trench.

"Well done..."

But Wang Yan ignored the company commander. He took out a grenade from his waist and threw it along the muzzle of the machine gun. After a bang, Wang Yan stood up and got out of the trench, holding the gun against the rain of bullets from other directions. He rushed out and wiped out the enemies in this watchtower. There are only four people in this building, a machine gunner, a deputy, and two riflemen. Wang Yan's grenade left them with only half life left, and they were twitching.

Wang Yan did not finish the attack, but took out his camera, first took pictures of them, then ran to the machine gun port, and took pictures of the company commander and others who were suppressed by fire in the trench below and could not raise their heads.

"What a bastard, don't take the fucking photo. I'll be so embarrassed if people see it in the future." The company commander fired while cursing Wang Yan...

Wang Yan laughed. Comrade company commander is still very entertaining. This may be a unique quality of the Chinese people. The more life-threatening they are, the more they can joke.

On the current Xiaocao battlefield, the 118th regiment is engaged in the battle, spreading out in a fan shape to surround Xiaocao. Other troops will clear the surrounding areas and attack the superior highlands.

Looking at Xiao Cao's battlefield, Wang Yan had the easiest time here, mainly because he was too strong. He has rich combat experience, accurate marksmanship, good physical fitness, and boundless courage.

Of course, he has the easiest time here. This does not mean that Comrade Company Commander is not good, but he still has three platoons under his command, and he leads one platoon here. There were two other platoons, fighting nearby. It's just that Wang Yan is following Comrade Company Commander, and he is so awesome, so why should Comrade Company Commander be so polite?

It's just that relatively speaking, with Wang Yan here, their offensive and assault capabilities have been greatly improved, which can reduce the casualties of their own soldiers. There was a war going on, but no one had the time to care whether Wang Yan could die or not. After all, they were all here taking bullets, no one was special.

Immediately, Wang Yan left the watchtower, swayed for a moment, and then dense bullets poured in. The Vietnamese army was not stupid. Of course they could tell who was the fiercest. They had already been targeting him, just waiting for Wang Yan to show his face and die suddenly.

Wang Yan hid at the door of the watchtower and called the Vietnamese troops in the trench one by one. Loading another bullet, he rushed out and headed straight for another watchtower dozens of meters away. These two places formed a dense firepower network. Cooperating with the Vietnamese army in the trenches, our suppressed army could not raise its head. After killing these two places, this small battlefield can be regarded as a breakthrough.

The quality of this watchtower was not very good. It was half destroyed by the previous artillery fire. Wang Yan threw a grenade on it. Then he went in and shot twice, knocking down the two men downstairs. At this time, a grenade exploded upstairs, and he rushed up and killed the machine gunner.

Then he checked the machine gun and confirmed that it was working, then lifted it up and fired southward along the collapsed gap to suppress fire.

Taking advantage of the gap, comrade company commander took the lead, led the soldiers to disperse, and directly broke into the Vietnamese army's second line of defense. Wang Yan took advantage of the high point and physical advantage, holding the machine gun and pouring bullets wildly, providing opportunities to the company commander and other soldiers.

At this moment, a mortar shell hit accurately. Wang Yan's hair stood on end, he threw down the machine gun and ran downstairs.

"Wang Yan!" The company commander who was hiding behind the bunker looked back and saw this scene, howling at the top of his lungs.

"Why cry in mourning?" A disgraced Wang Yan rushed out, ran to his side and sat down against the wall, shouting, "Where is the correspondent?"

"Here it is." Not far away, the correspondent responded loudly.

"Send a message to the artillery regiment. We are 100 meters ahead...shoot the hell with me." Wang Yan provided a series of coordinates and took out a camera to take pictures of the Vietnamese army. This was a real war reporter. He was very Dutiful.

After taking a few pictures like this, Wang Yancai hid again and waited for artillery support.

Just when I was about to chat with Comrade Company Commander, I saw a large patch of bright red on one of his legs spread out.

Seeing that Wang Yan noticed the injury, the company commander smiled and said: "It's okay, I can still do it."

Wang Yan didn't waste any time. He tore open a piece of the trousers that had been punctured. He didn't care whether it was clean or not. He wiped away the blood with his hands and looked at the open skin on the front of his thigh.

"It's okay, the bullets are stuck in the bones." Wang Yan took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth and lit it, then unbuttoned his leggings, "You definitely can't fight, I'll give him a shot first." Just tie it up to stop the bleeding. It's not a big problem. It'll be fine in two to three months. It'll be a little painful. Just bear with it."

As he spoke, he took the long leggings cloth and wrapped it around his thighs.

"I'm really fine." Comrade Company Commander grinned in pain, but he still refused to give in.

"Pull him down, we don't need you as a soldier. If you keep holding on, this leg will have to be amputated. You are lucky to have it amputated. The legs are like this, it will affect the movement too much, and it is really not worth dying."

At this moment, the sound of piercing the sky was heard again, and then a precise explosion was seen a hundred meters away.

"Captain Yang is injured, please listen to me. If you are injured, don't force yourself to die. If you are okay, follow me."

Wang Yan shouted, picked up his gun and ran out, storming the second line of defense.

Following his movements, the thirty or so people around him also followed Wang Yan. According to the training, they moved forward in groups of three or three, each looking for cover.

Normally, the company commander goes down, the instructor goes up, the instructor goes down, the deputy company commander, the platoon commander, and so on. However, Wang Yan's bravery is obvious to all, and everyone believes in him. Furthermore, they all know Wang Yan and have heard the stories Wang Yan told. They already have the halo bonus and are naturally close to him. So now that he shouted loudly, everyone didn't say much and just followed Wang Yan and pushed up.

Wang, Deputy Battalion Yan, went smoothly and became the company commander for a short time. Of course, he only commanded and led the battle with a platoon of troops. The other two platoons are supporting the left and right...

The Vietnamese army's second line of defense is already composed of various town buildings. On the roofs of buildings and inside houses, they occupy favorable terrain and suppress the pace of our army's attack. As long as you rush in, it can be said that it is already a street fight.

And when Wang Yan led his men here, other troops were even attacking the first line of defense...

Hiding behind the corner, Wang Yan took out another grenade from his waist. He stepped out and threw it to the top of a two-story building from a distance. With a bang, the machine gunner above was blown down.

Wang Yan took a few steps over, opened the window and climbed in. He shot two shots and took away two people. Then he did not continue to rush upstairs, but waved to a group of five people following him. This was a group of three people. Human combat team, two correspondents.

Our army is still the same as before, still using the previous three-three system. At the same time, in terms of tactical application, it also adopts deep penetration, dividing the battlefield and encircling the Vietnamese army.

Later, people were very critical of the tactics at this time. It is believed that the three-by-three system and deep penetration that our military specializes in are outdated and old tactics. At the same time, it has great shortcomings in terms of infantry-tank coordination, command, communication, etc. To sum up, many people believe that the People's Liberation Army is outdated in this war.

This means that benevolence sees benevolence, and the wise see wisdom. However, it cannot be denied that this war did expose many shortcomings. This is why, before joining the war, Wang Yan and his commander said that after the fight, they would know whether he was Wang Dapao.

In fact, the leaders are aware of our military's problems. After all, materialist dialectics is the foundation of our party.

"There are people upstairs. You block the stairs and stay away. Be careful if he throws a grenade. I will climb from the outside to the second floor and kill him."

After saying that, he pointed at several people to take their respective positions. He went out and climbed upstairs. Standing outside the window, he shot the little monkey who was guarding the stairs carefully. The glass shattered and the man fell.

Instead of walking upstairs, he jumped down again and asked five people to defend the downstairs. He also asked the correspondent to send a message to the rear. He had already torn apart the defense here and entered from here to expand the victory. Ask another correspondent to summon the other two platoons. Don't fight with the enemy. Come in and go around the rear.

After doing this, he climbed to the roof again. Holding the machine gun and dragging the bullets, he set up the machine gun on the south side, suppressing firepower at other places, allowing other soldiers to enter the building to attack, and at the same time suppressing the Vietnamese troops who came to support from a distance...

His quick opening of the situation will naturally play an important role in the entire Xiao Cao battlefield. After all, it's still less than four o'clock so far. It has been nearly three hours since the all-out attack began. In other places, there are still repeated battles with the Vietnamese army on the first line of defense. Wang Yan has now begun to engage in street fighting.

In this way, the enemy will inevitably panic and gather troops here. And our army will advance from here and attack the first and second lines of defense of the Vietnamese army in reverse. This is of course much better than a frontal battle.

Of course, the battle here is one side, and the battle in the surrounding highlands will be even more intense and difficult. Because the Vietnamese army occupies a favorable position on the highlands, they also built a lot of bunkers and laid out mines, which was even more difficult to attack.

Wang Yan watched as cannonballs continued to explode on the surrounding hills, showing the intensity...

Following Wang Yan's message, the first to come were soldiers from two nearby platoons. They continued to advance under the cover of Wang Yan's machine guns. Similarly, there are also soldiers from the machine gun squad who find high positions to set up machine guns to provide cover.

Then, less than ten minutes later, soldiers from other companies in the same battalion followed up. They expanded horizontally on the second line of defense and carried out a pincer attack on the Vietnamese troops on the first and second lines of defense.

The Vietnamese army still has combat effectiveness, and in fact they are very familiar with our army's tactics. This can't be helped. After all, many of the Vietnamese army's troops were taught by our army, and their will to resist is also very fierce and tenacious.

More troops moved in, and Wang Yan's machine gun ran out of bullets. I took a bunch of photos on the roof again, including the soldiers searching for the enemy nearby, and the fireworks of the artillery shells on the hilltop in the distance...

After finishing these tasks, he went downstairs.

At this point, the battalion commander comrade had already moved forward and was listening to the soldiers following Wang Yan downstairs.

"Wang Yan, you really gave me a big surprise." Seeing Wang Yan come in, the battalion commander stepped forward and held Wang Yan's shoulders with both hands and swayed back and forth.

He said: "Don't worry, when it's over, your contribution will be indispensable."

"I said Battalion Commander Liu, your consciousness is too low. How long have you been here? Are you still talking about your merits? Isn't that the result of the sacrifice of all the soldiers in the company?"

Wang Yan knows many commanders and fighters, including those at the battalion level. Without bragging, he knows all the battalion-level cadres in the two armies of the Kunming Military Region.

"Hey, you're still out of breath." Battalion Commander Liu laughed and punched Wang Yan again. "I am appointing you as the acting company commander now. You have to take good care of me."

"How can I not know." Wang Yan returned the punch and asked, "How is Company Commander Yang?"

"Waiting at the shore, I will send it back tomorrow."

"That's fine. The sooner the better. Don't end up having to amputate your leg. Even a tough guy can't stand it. Okay, I'll keep pushing forward. Take care of yourself."

"You should take care of yourself and don't rush so hard."

Wang Yan waved his hand, led his five soldiers out of the house, and continued to attack the inside of the village.

What Battalion Commander Liu said was basically a fart, because he had already adjusted his tactics, using Wang Yan's company as the sharp knife, and the other two companies following on the flanks, from north to south, directly penetrating Xiaocao Village.

At first, people did treat Wang Yan as a reporter, even though he was quite well-armed. But when Wang Yan shows off his God of War performance, go fuck the reporters...

But Wang Yan always remembered that he was a war reporter. Although the war started less than four hours ago, he had already become the acting company commander.

Wang Yan is not needed for tactical command. The platoon leader and squad leader below know what they should do. At best, Wang Yan would convey information to other units under some special circumstances. More often than not, he would lead a platoon of soldiers and attack in a straight line, sweeping house after house.

Due to the rapid advance here, the rear troops followed closely to expand the results. This further affected the overall battle in Xiaocao's village. The first and second lines of defense outside quickly collapsed and all-out street fighting began.

At this time, it is time to plow the courtyard and sweep holes, one room at a time from north to south.

When the Vietnamese army knew that Xiao Cao had been defeated, they were not polite at all and began to bombard Xiao Cao. The artillery on the other side of the river constantly corrects its trajectory based on various feedbacks from the front line to attack the artillery on the opposite side.

For a time, artillery shells were flying all over the sky, earth and rocks collapsed, and gunpowder smoke filled the air.

Wang Yan finally killed through Xiaocao Village, and the sky was already slightly bright. He spit hard, took a sip of water, shared a circle of cigarettes with his men, and looked at the tongues of fire spitting from a high ground to the south of Xiao Cao.

He said to the correspondent: "Send the coordinates to the artillery and fire one round at the top of the mountain."

"yes!"

The correspondent responded and used the walkie-talkie to contact the rear.

After the communication was completed, within less than a minute, I could only hear the sound of whizzing through the sky, and saw the roaring fireworks exploding on the top of the mountain...

Wang Yan took a puff from his cigarette, exposed his head, and hit the mountain with a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, boom, bang, bang, bang, bang", but what I got in return was an even more violent retaliation.

"I just said that our artillery shells are not enough, hard enough, and penetrating enough."

He retreated to the corner and talked with the soldiers around him with a smile...

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