"According to the statistics of the battle situation report just sent from the front, in this counterattack operation, we destroyed a total of six Chinese artillery positions, nearly 120 artillery pieces with a caliber of more than 85 mm, and killed and wounded at least 1,000 people of all kinds." In the field headquarters of the artillery on the front line of the Vietnamese army, an operational staff officer held the battle report he had just received, and read it with excitement on his face. △￠，

Almost all the Vietnamese troops in the headquarters stopped their work and listened carefully to this statistical battle report, even Zhang Fu Chung, the commander of the artillery on the front line of the Vietnamese army's prison mountain, stood still at this time and listened carefully to the report of this combat staff officer, but compared with the irrepressible excitement of other Vietnamese troops, Zhang Fu Zhong seemed a little unfazed.

After all, he had already predicted this result in his heart, and now the words of the combat staff officer are just turning his prediction into reality, because of this, the combat staff officer's battle situation report sounded extremely exciting to others, but in his ears Zhang Fuzhong, it was more like a hymn that had been written by him a long time ago, a hymn that only praised him, so even if Zhang Fuzhong already knew it in his heart, he still listened to it with relish:

"It took us less than half an hour to destroy the main force of the Chinese artillery, from which we can draw a very positive result, that is, we won the counterattack!"

"Victory~~"

"We defeated the Chinese artillery!"

"Our Vietnamese artillery is invincible!"

When the combat staff officer of the Vietnamese army shouted the five words "We have won" with his duck-like shout, the entire Vietnamese army in the artillery field headquarters was as if they had collectively beaten chicken blood, and all kinds of shouts and shouts could be described as one after another, causing the entire artillery headquarters to dance wildly for a while, and at this moment, Zhang Fuzhong's adjutant suddenly stood up. He pressed his hand against the excited Vietnamese army and shouted:

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet, let us hear what other instructions Comrade Commander has!"

"Okay!" I don't know which Vietnamese soldier shouted in response, and then echoed the voices, and then the entire command headquarters burst into warm applause, and each Vietnamese soldier had a look of admiration and excitement on his face. Looking at the commander of the artillery unit in the center of the command headquarters who led them to this major victory, Major General Zhang Fuzhong!

And Zhang Fuzhong saw the incomparably admiring gaze of these Vietnamese officers and soldiers under his command, and the original arrogance was even more achieved, and some slightly protruding lips were split into an extremely discordant upturned arc, and the whole person was even more self-conscious, and even the tone of his speech was involuntarily high-pitched:

"We did win this counterattack, but it was far from enough, you must know that this is only the result of our use of 122mm howitzers and 152 howitzers, which have a relatively limited range and power. And the long-range 130mm cannon in our hands, as well as the ace 2A36 152mm cannon arranged outside the command headquarters, have not yet come in handy, you say, if we all these guns are fired at the Chinese artillery positions, what effect will it have?"

"Then it doesn't need to be said, the Chinese artillery will naturally be completely annihilated!" A Vietnamese signal soldier who reacted relatively quickly replied in a loud voice, and Zhang Fuzhong nodded with great satisfaction when he heard this:

"That's right, we just want to wipe out the Chinese artillery on the other side, and we don't want to hurt them this time. It's not about being afraid, it's about beating them to death completely. So, I command!"

As soon as a sentence of "I order" blurted out from Zhang Fuzhong's mouth, the entire command headquarters fell silent in an instant, and only Zhang Fuzhong's arrogant words kept echoing:

"Immediately notify the two 130mm artillery groups to immediately carry out artillery bombardment according to the target elements given by the 'pangolin', and the 152mm cannon positions are ready at any time. As soon as the latest target situation of the 'Pangolin' is transmitted, it will immediately open fire and carry out the strike!"

"Yes!" The Vietnamese troops in the headquarters collectively responded, and threw themselves into the tense busyness, and when Zhang Phu Trong, who had finished giving the order, was about to pick up a water cup and drink some water, he suddenly found that Le Duc Manh, a war correspondent for the Vietnam Daily, was sitting next to him with his head down. Holding a visit notebook in one hand and a fountain pen in the other, Zhang Fuzhong didn't feel a little curious when he saw this, so he stepped forward and asked:

"Comrade Demeng, what are you writing about?"

"I'm writing tomorrow's column!" After listening to Zhang Fuzhong's question, Li Demeng stopped writing, and his slightly raised face was full of sensitivity and excitement unique to media people:

"This battle was fought so beautifully, Comrade Fu Zhong, what you just said is even more exciting! Under this inspiration, my inspiration gushed out at once, and I can no longer stop when I raise my pen, I don't believe you look at what I just wrote, it is definitely the most perfect article I have written in the past few days!"

Zhang Fuzhong took the notebook handed over by Li Demeng, raised his eyes and glanced at it gently, a proud smile appeared on his face, and then he shook his head and read:

"My heroic and fearless Prison Mountain Artillery Unit has achieved an unprecedented victory"

"Boom~~Boom~~~Boom~~~" Zhang Fuzhong had just said half of the word in his mouth, and before he could say it, there was a series of shell explosions in his ears, although the sound was still far away, but as a senior artilleryman, Zhang Fuzhong still stopped talking with relish, raised his head and wanted to carefully identify what the situation was, at this moment, a special liaison radio next to the command headquarters to connect the 122mm howitzer group suddenly came from a piercing noise, Zhang Fuzhong saw this, his brows couldn't help frowning lightly, and he said impatiently to the adjutant next to him:

By the way, tell the 122mm howitzer position, even if you win, don't get too excited, especially the radio station must be protected!"

"Yes"

"Command, Command, I am a 122mm howitzer position, I am a 122mm howitzer position!" Before the adjutant's voice could finish answering, he heard the special radio station linking the 122mm howitzer position, and suddenly there was a frightened and unusual call:

"Our position was suddenly covered by Chinese heavy artillery fire, suffered heavy losses, and asked for support; repeated, our position was suddenly bombed~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Position 5, position 5, please answer received, answer received"

After a few roaring explosions, there was no sound on the radio except for the piercing noise of radio waves, and the entire field artillery headquarters of the Vietnamese army was even more silent after hearing this clear call, only the communication soldier in charge of liaison was still there nervously and anxiously shouting, but no matter what means this signal soldier used, the radio was still an extremely irritating noise.

However, none of the Vietnamese troops in the headquarters could have the heart to experience this irritability, because all of them were stunned by the tragic and frightened cry for help just now, violating the principle of confidential communication, using clear calls, using simple call channels, the fear and wailing during the narration, and finally the two deafening explosions, where did the Vietnamese troops present who had experienced the smoke of war not know that the 122mm howitzer position must have suffered an unimaginable major blow.

Truong Phu Chung, as the commander of the artillery on the front line of the Vietnamese army's Gaoshan Mountains, naturally understands things even better, but no matter how much he understands, he still can't believe his ears, but he can't help but believe the real facts reported on the radio just now.

It stands to reason that the artillery deployed by China on the front line of the prison mountain is basically disabled, and if there is no replenishment and adjustment for at least a week, there is no strength to confront the Vietnamese artillery at all, how can there be firepower to counterattack, can the Chinese move the heavenly soldiers and generals down?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fuzhong skipped a sneer in his heart, how is this possible, if the Chinese become heavenly soldiers, then the Vietnamese artillery unit commanded by Zhang Fuzhong is not the omnipotent creator, presumably the officers and soldiers of the 122mm artillery position were dizzy because of this sudden victory, a few bold officers and soldiers who are not long-eyed are just playing with the radio, thinking about this, Zhang Fuzhong's heart is a little calm, but his face sinks, and then he said in an extremely unquestionable tone to the communication staff officer not far away:

"Tell the commander of the 122mm howitzer position, restrain his men, if he is messing around like this, even send him to the military court, and if the radio cannot be contacted, use a wired phone to contact!"

Listening to Zhang Fuzhong's words, the hearts of the Vietnamese officers and soldiers in the headquarters also calmed down, and their nervous expressions were once again replaced by the joy of victory, but before the smiles of these Vietnamese soldiers unfolded, another radio station responsible for contacting 152mm howitzers came from a panicked and anxious call again:

"No. 1! No. 1! I am the No. 4 position, I am the No. 4 position, I was attacked by Chinese heavy artillery, and I suffered heavy losses~~~Ah!~~~~Help~~~ Command, command, give us support quickly, otherwise we will be completely annihilated, we will be completely annihilated!boom~~~"

After the explosion, screams, screams, and lung-splitting cries for help, and the abrupt end after the explosion, the smiles on the faces of all the Vietnamese soldiers in the command headquarters that had just appeared instantly froze on their faces.

What's going on with the 152mm position, this shouldn't be a weird coincidence, everyone was puzzled, and all eyes couldn't help but focus on Zhang Fuzhong in the center, but at this moment, the door of the headquarters was suddenly knocked open, and a ragged and smoky Vietnamese soldier ran in from the outside, and as soon as he came in, he fell to the ground with a thud, and wailed with tears:

"Woo woo woo ~~~ Comrade Commander, it's gone, it's all gone, it's all gone" (to be continued......) u