Chapter 933: Attack

On this day, people started a new day of production and life. Whether it was newspapers or radio stations, all media channels across the country released the same news.

The Vietnamese regime repeatedly provoked border incidents, seriously harassing the daily life and production activities of Chinese border residents. China repeatedly issued warnings, but the Vietnamese side turned a deaf ear and insisted on its own way. The Chinese government was forced to launch a border self-defense counterattack and punish Vietnam when it could no longer tolerate it.

The title of the People's Daily was, What can be tolerated? What can't be tolerated!

At this time, our army fought from midnight to early morning. Facing the tenacious defense of the Vietnamese army, our army fought hard and broke through the first and second lines of defense on the north side of Xiaocao. They collectively rushed south and annihilated the remaining enemies in the village.

At the same time, support our troops on the south side of Xiaocao, or attack the stubborn Vietnamese troops on the high ground...

"Company commander! I will attract firepower from the front! You attack from the side!"

Listening to Wang Yan's words, a soldier with a dusty face and no eyebrows could be seen said resolutely.

"Isn't that just suicide?"

Wang Yan waved his hand, and then waved to the people nearby, "Spread out a little, we have exposed our position, and they will come and kill us in a moment. Don't be confused in fighting, we have been taught in training. Pay attention to the four directions. The Vietnamese monkeys in the village are now running around, don't let them steal your ass."

Ignoring them, Wang Yan smoked, loaded his five or six semi-automatic rifle with bullets, and went around to the other side to observe the terrain of this high ground.

More than a hundred meters away, the sky was bright, and the people on the mountain could not see clearly. They all relied on the direction and the approximate range of the concentrated fire.

This is a ridge, and the high ground is located at the gentle part of the halfway slope. Behind this high ground, there is a higher high ground, which suppresses downward and supports each other. This kind of mountain bunker is very useful. Relying on favorable terrain, fortifications are built to obtain a favorable offensive and defensive position. In the battle with the Vietnamese army, there are a large number of bunkers, trenches, secret passages, etc., which are very difficult to deal with.

Looking up at the sky, Wang Yan thought it would be a good day today.

He threw away the cigarette butt, crushed it with his black Liberation shoes, and called out: "Instructor, deputy company commander."

"Yes!"

The two came over, and Wang Yan ordered: "Send people to fire on both sides to attract them to open fire. I'll try to see if I can kill a few people."

"More than a hundred meters..."

"Hurry up, it's just a waste of bullets, it's better than risking your life for a position."

After saying that, Wang Yan flipped directly onto the roof and made a sandbag to hold the gun.

The instructor and the deputy platoon leader didn't say much, and immediately arranged a group of three people each, equipped with a 56 submachine gun and two 56 semi-automatic submachine guns. In fact, from the beginning of the battle to now, the soldiers have already liked the 56 submachine gun very much. There is no other reason, just because it is fully automatic, holding the trigger is just firing, the firepower suppression is very strong. Unlike the 56 semi-automatic submachine gun, it cannot form a strong firepower network.

Soon, the two groups separated, took cover, and fired at the hilltop from a distance of more than 100 meters.

As expected, the hilltop also responded. Although the bullets could not hit them, they still fired back. This shows that they have plenty of ammunition.

Wang Yan simply took a look, found the feeling, and pulled the trigger with his finger. Bang bang bang bang, he emptied five or six half of the ten bullets.

Then there was no movement. No matter how our soldiers fired, the other side did not respond.

"Communicator." Wang Yan jumped down from the house and told the communicator the three sets of coordinates of the hilltop in front of him, the hilltop higher up, and the hilltop on the east side. "Five minutes later, shell these three hilltops. No more, twenty rounds per hilltop, attack at the same time."

"Yes! Company commander!" The communicator responded simply and used the walkie-talkie to contact the artillery in the rear.

"Instructor, deputy company commander." Wang Yan looked at the two of them and ordered, "You move upward from the east and west sides. Don't attack forcefully. There may be mines and secret passages. Be careful. You can be slow, but don't be reckless. I will lead a platoon to attack head-on. Follow me. After I kill them, we will take down the east and west hills at the same time. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

"One platoon, everyone, spread out. There is a 50-meter open space in front. I will rush out to attract firepower first, and you will follow quickly. The machine gunner will suppress firepower."

Wang Yan quickly loaded the bullets, shouted, and after confirming that everyone else was ready, he fired a shot without saying anything, and then dodged out of the wall and headed for the foot of the mountain.

As expected, bullets rained down. It can be seen from this that Wang Yan's ten shots just now must have killed someone, so they pretended to be dead. Now that Wang Yan is going to rush forward, they are desperately pouring bullets.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the machine gunners behind started firing at the hillside. At the same time, a row of soldiers followed Wang Yan and ran desperately towards the foot of the mountain.

The world record for men's 50 meters was 5.56 seconds set by a foreigner in 1996. The soldiers had been trained for a long time, and it was time to risk their lives. Even if they were carrying a little weight, they were not very slow, basically around seven seconds.

At this time, the sound of breaking through the air sounded again. The artillery lived up to expectations and, according to Wang Yan's instructions, the shells fell in a swarm. It was also during this time that Wang Yan showed his speed, bending his waist, dodging back and forth, and quickly rushed to the halfway point of the mountain.

The soldiers behind him did not give in for nothing. While running with their waists bent, they did not forget to take the opportunity to fire their guns, suppressing the opponent and providing opportunities for the company commander.

Wang Yan never disappoints people. After a while of artillery fire suppression, he had already laid prone outside the bunker on the hillside. He waited for the rubble to stop flying and threw a grenade in.

After the explosion, he turned over and pulled out the Type 54 pistol at his waist. He fired at several Vietnamese soldiers who were lucky enough to block the explosion damage. There are more than ten bodies here, a squad, and now they are all killed. It is not accurate to say that there are still five people groaning and waiting to die. Wang Yan did not give them relief. He even took a photo and took another photo of his soldiers behind him.

From the perspective of a war correspondent on the front line, Captain Wang did a great job. He didn't believe that anyone's photos were more exciting than his...

Then he kept moving, piled up sandbags, tilted the heavy machine gun, and fired at the hillside behind. There is no doubt that it is more necessary to attack the higher positions first. The soldiers who followed and rushed up did not stop. They separated consciously. One squad and Wang Yan were suppressing fire, one squad was attacking higher, and one squad was moving to another hill to flank.

The machine gun group in the rear also ran up with machine guns, set up the machine guns on the other side, and started firing at the hill on the east side. Cooperating with the soldiers of the other two platoons, they attacked the two high grounds at the same time.

Wang Yan also handed the machine gun to other soldiers, and he took pictures with his camera again, taking pictures of the bravery of the soldiers.

Of course, he still felt that he had to write a report after the war, detailing the gains and losses of this battle.

If this happened decades later, a shell could directly penetrate the bunker and accurately strike and kill, it would only cost hundreds of thousands. In comparison, it was very cost-effective to use this money to exchange more than ten lives of the enemy for no casualties of our own soldiers. After all, once the war started, money was no longer money. Or cheaper, a suicide drone, accurately rushing into the trench, whoosh~bang, done.

He wants to take this opportunity to participate in the war to talk about it in more detail. Of course, he is standing from the perspective of a front-line soldier, and discusses how the war should unfold.

He doesn't even need to write about his own longer-term thinking. As long as he shows what the army will look like in forty years, without some of the complicated explorations, then as long as the time is extended, the change to the overall military process will be quite large...

The instructor led more than 30 soldiers from the second platoon, spread out horizontally for dozens of meters, and attacked the high ground from all directions. The high ground he attacked was a higher high ground. The enemy's machine guns kept sweeping, and the dog-days also threw Molotov cocktails to set fire, so that they couldn't hide in the grass.

"Instructor, I'll go up, you guys follow."

The speaker was the second platoon leader. When he spoke, he had to take two soldiers across the line of fire, use his body to block the gun hole, and provide opportunities for others.

"Come back, what did the company commander say? You can go slowly, don't be anxious. Just lie down and retreat a little to see if the brothers over there can attract firepower."

At this time, they were not far from the high ground, only less than 50 meters away. But this 50 meters was like a natural moat, and they could not get up there.

They counted on a row of soldiers on the other side to help, but they were wrong. The Vietnamese monkeys also had a bunker on the side of the mountain, and the soldiers were not careful and suffered a loss.

Wang Yan saw all this clearly, and saw two soldiers being hit. But fortunately, one was swept on the arm and the other was swept on the thigh, and they were not dead. The others suppressed the firepower at the first time and retreated a little.

"Fuck!"

The squad leader who stayed behind threw away the cigarette in his mouth, held the trigger of the five-six-charged rifle and did not let go, and fired wildly at that side. If Wang Yan hadn't pulled him back, he would have rushed out.

"Don't be impulsive, the two brothers are not dead yet. Communicator..."

Wang Yan reported two coordinates, one for the top of the mountain, and one for the bunker on the side of the mountain just now, "Let the artillery bomb immediately, don't need too many this time, just ten rounds for each place."

"Yes! Company commander!" The communicator hid in the trench and called the artillery with a walkie-talkie.

After a while, the communicator finished reporting. He said to Wang Yan: "Company commander, they said that we called for more artillery, I didn't dare to scold him."

Wang Yan laughed, the artillery was also very busy, and there were people calling for artillery everywhere. They had long become ruthless machines for transporting artillery, loading artillery, and running. They were mechanical, based on the artillery techniques that they had practiced in the past. When they heard the coordinates, they could quickly adjust the artillery, and even more quickly load and transport the shells with their sore arms, and fire in unison following the orders.

From the beginning of the battle to now, they have not had an easy time. The soldiers risked their lives on the front line, and they also risked their lives in the back. In the past, we had developed thick calluses, and even had them worn out. No one had it easy.

Even the higher-level commanders who were in charge of planning and strategizing were the same. They were more cautious, because a small order from them would require the frontline soldiers to execute it with their lives. As for the lower-level front command, it goes without saying.

Some complaints are normal. It’s just for fun. No one stipulates that you must have a sullen face when fighting.

“It’s right not to curse. If we curse more, we will occupy the communication line and affect other brothers. After the battle, we will beat him up.”

“Then we can’t find him.” The signalman shook his head and laughed.

After joking for a while, Wang Yan ordered: “You suppress the firepower on the west side, and I will kill them. Leave two people, and after I go up, drag the two brothers back.”

“Yes!”

After the explanation, Wang Yan jumped out of the trench and moved to a higher place. The distance was not far, only about 70 or 80 meters. It was downhill first, then uphill.

Just a few words, the shells came again. Because he was standing high, the trajectory of the shells was more clearly seen. For a stronghold, ten shells were enough to illuminate every inch of land in a stronghold.

Wang Yan had to admit that when the cold bayonet pierced the neck of the confused little monkey, he once again showed his personal heroism. But this cannot deny the soldiers' efforts. They are just flesh and blood, not as inhuman as Wang Yan.

If the situation is reversed, when Wang Yan was weak, he didn't know whether he had the courage to attack with a gun. Of course, he could say that he had courage, but it cannot be denied that when he said he had courage, he was in a modern and beautiful city, in peace. If these soldiers had Wang Yan's physical fitness and combat ability, they would definitely not be weaker than Wang Yan, or even stronger.

They are the protagonists of their own lives, but Wang Yan, this tough guy, is the protagonist who is blessed by his father.

No one knows that Wang Yan is still grateful to his father at such a critical moment. He has always been his father's good son.

Wang Yan came up quickly, but the soldiers who had already launched a charge when the shells exploded before him were also slow. They were only a few steps behind Wang Yan. He stabbed an enemy to death here and kicked down another enemy. The soldiers who followed him were at the edge of the trench. Without saying a word, they fired a burst of bullets into the trench, and the few Vietnamese soldiers here were all killed.

Without stopping, Wang Yan continued to attack upwards. Since he is strong, he should do more, and the soldiers who follow him will die less. He is a sharp knife, and the soldiers behind him are not cowards. They all rushed up with bullets.

As a matter of course, Wang Yan and the instructor met on the high ground. At the cost of four injuries, they took the highest stronghold within a few hundred meters nearby. At the same time, the deputy company commander and the third platoon leader on the other side lived up to expectations and successfully captured the high ground on the west side, with one person seriously injured and one slightly injured.

To sum up, six people were injured in this attack, one of whom may have died, and a total of 52 enemies were killed, without any prisoners.

At this time, the sky was completely bright. On the top of the mountain, Wang Yan opened a can with Chinese characters on it, and the other soldiers did the same. There were still a lot of supplies here, enough for a squad for three days.

In fact, it was not just cans, but there were white Chinese characters on the green-painted ammunition boxes at the back. This is just a corner of the battlefield. You don’t even have to go to the old street. There must be a warehouse in the Xiaocao village below, where many supplies are piled up, all with Chinese characters, and they are all good things.

Otherwise, how can you say that the Vietnamese monkeys are ungrateful, eating my food, drinking my water, using my things, and turning around to hit me, and the bullets I sent to me are still the ones I shot at, and I can’t do it without a hard beating.

Others followed suit, listening to the gunfire, smelling the lingering gunpowder smoke, eating and drinking while resting. No one was sleepy. Although they were comfortable now, they were still in deep danger. Moreover, they were very excited after all the hard work. Even if they didn't sleep all night, they were still very energetic.

Wang Yan raised his head to the communicator: "Report our results to the battalion commander and ask about the next action mission."

He could see clearly that the battalion commander was below, lying on the roof and looking back and forth, probably with a telescope to see the situation.

In fact, he could not only see the battalion commander, after all, he was standing high. Now it was already dawn, although there was some mist, but it didn't have much impact. The entire battle situation in Xiaocao Village was clearly visible.

At present, the battle in Xiaocao Village has almost ended. The soldiers have already rushed to the south, and there is only fighting in the southeast corner.

However, the end of the battle in Xiaocao Village does not mean the end of the battle in the entire Xiaocao battlefield. The gunshots are still fierce, and the artillery fire has not stopped. That is the mountain area to the south of Xiaocao, and the enemy counterattacks in the direction of Laojie to the west.

At this time, I have to say that there is a combat hero in this battle. The 7th Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 118th Regiment held the high ground and repelled four counterattacks of the Vietnamese army in succession. The Vietnamese army roughly figured out the direction of our artillery fire, avoided the bombing point, organized troops to launch a group charge to the high ground, and came to a place less than 200 meters away from our army.

Haishuigan, a walkie-talkie soldier of the 3rd Battalion, found the enemy's traces, but could not figure out the movement. He went to check the enemy situation. At this time, the Vietnamese army was only a few dozen meters away from him. He immediately used the walkie-talkie that he had just repaired to shout to the rear, "Fire at me!" The Vietnamese army was shocked and injured him with mortars.

Then, the artillery in the rear responded quickly, and the artillery support caused great casualties to the Vietnamese army and repelled this attack. In addition, the artillery deliberately corrected the trajectory and extended it several dozen meters in the direction of the Vietnamese army, so that Haishuigan was not affected and was rescued to the rear. After the war, Haishui was awarded the first-class merit and the title of heroic walkie-talkie operator.

He was called the living Wang Cheng, who was a character in the movie "Heroic Sons and Daughters". There are many prototypes, all of whom are heroes of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea. Among them, Yu Shuchang and Zhao Xianyou were both combat heroes who used walkie-talkies to communicate with the rear and shouted "Fire at me" when the war was not going well for us and the position was in danger. They all died on the battlefield...

The communicator ended the communication and said, "Company commander, the battalion commander asked us to support the second company, and someone on our side took over. It was the second company that was fighting over there, and the enemy counterattacked fiercely."

He stood up and pointed to a place more than 200 meters away, where a fierce battle could be vaguely seen.

Wang Yan also stood up and took a look. There were some trees on the way, and he couldn't see clearly. He said to the communicator: "Contact the second company and ask them whether they are on the slope or down the slope. Let the brothers of the third platoon who sent the wounded eat something and drink some water before coming up. Don't eat too much, just have something in your stomach. By the way, call all the brothers on the hill over there. Others, eat quickly, check weapons, and fill the ammunition warehouse."

He had just sat down for a while, and ran to treat the wounded soldiers. The seriously injured one had half of his leg swept off by a machine gun and lost a lot of blood. After the treatment, he asked the third platoon to send all the wounded soldiers down, so he returned to the highest point again.

"Company commander, the second company said the position is theirs, and the ones attacking from the south slope are Vietnamese monkeys."

"You guys eat first, and be alert to the south slope. We have driven these Vietnamese monkeys into the mountains. We are only 200 meters away from the second company, and there must be people nearby. You ask the battalion commander to send someone to take over the position quickly, and we will leave after the people arrive. If the position is occupied, our brothers will be injured in vain. I will fire a few shots first. Pay attention to the artillery fire, if I shoot accurately, the shells will come soon."

When Wang Yan was giving the long-winded instructions, he had finished a box of canned food, threw the canned food box casually, drank a sip of water, and stood up with the gun, walked back and forth two steps, avoiding trees and looking for a good view.

He held the gun steadily with both hands, crouched and fired, aimed and pulled the trigger decisively, basically one shot per second. He couldn't see the results of the battle, but when he ran back to the trench to reload bullets, dense bullets came at him. Obviously, the effect was very good.

"Hurry up, hide inside, the shells are coming soon." Wang Yan greeted with a smile, and squeezed in, reporting a set of coordinates to the communicator, "Hurry up and call for artillery, tell them it's the back slope, ask if they can fire."

As soon as the voice fell, dozens of shells exploded in. The Vietnamese army's fortifications were good, Wang Yan called the artillery to fire two rounds, and it was no big deal. The Vietnamese artillery shells couldn't penetrate in either.

For a while, dust flew, and everyone was covered in dirt and ash.

"Report another group to them... This should be the artillery position of the Vietnamese monkeys, let them bomb it and see the situation." Wang Yan just looked at the trajectory of the shells. During the bombardment, he had calculated the Vietnamese army's launch position by calculating the trajectory.

This is considered an advanced skill, and ordinary soldiers really can't do it.

The communicator did his duty and communicated with the rear.

After a while, the sky was filled with the sound of artillery shells breaking through the air. Wang Yan, who had already taken out his camera, took a few photos and turned back to take photos of the soldiers in the trenches. They were covered in dust, but they were all grinning.

Wang Yan asked, "Ask the Second Company if they still need support. If not, ask the battalion commander about the combat mission."

After giving these instructions, Wang Yan went over to aim his gun at the retreating Vietnamese army in the distance. After the shells fell, the Second Company had already raised their heads and madly poured bullets at the Vietnamese army below. Wang Yan also took the opportunity to shoot and snipe the remaining enemies.

It was at this time that a larger-scale artillery shell broke through the sky and headed straight for the distant mountains. That was the location of the enemy artillery position provided by Wang Yan.

"Company commander, the battalion commander asked us to move to the first company, which is 800 meters away from us. The first company is attacking from the north. There are two companies of Vietnamese monkeys over there, with tunnels and bunkers, and we can't get up there. The battalion commander gave us two flamethrowers and asked us to go through the second company's position, remove the Vietnamese monkeys' firepower points, and capture the high ground."

Wang Yan nodded and took out his camera to take pictures of Xiao Cao below. After a while, Xiao Cao's battle was completely over, and he took a simple rest, just drinking a few sips of water, sending the wounded, checking weapons and ammunition, and starting to attack the periphery.

It's rare to see people like Wang Yan who have time to eat canned food.

At the same time, some people came up the hillside, and Wang Yan and others replenished their ammunition on the spot and prepared to send reinforcements...

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