Under the dark night, countless shells with the roar of death rushed to important strategic support points such as defense nodes, transportation hubs, communication command centers, logistics warehouses and other important strategic support points in various positions of the Vietnamese army.

In the face of China's sudden attack, the semi-underground dungeon mountain front-line artillery field headquarters set up in the Vietnamese army's Soviet-made 2A36 cannon position in the hinterland of Vietnam has already been in chaos, more than a dozen Vietnamese army staff officers are like headless flies, busy non-stop, the radio and telephone in the headquarters are even louder, and the battle reports from all over the place have also been continuously transmitted to the artillery headquarters, and soon Zhang Fuzhong, who has been sitting in front of the operational map of the headquarters, has already listed a thick layer of battle reports:

"Comrade commander, the forward positions of the infantry are covered with fire and suffer heavy losses!"

"Mortar positions have suffered heavy losses, huge losses, request for reinforcements!"

"The communication of the 122mm artillery group is interrupted!"

"Infantry Regiment Commander Requests Support"

The adjutant standing beside him picked up the more important bulletin and read it to Zhang Fuzhong, but because the battle reports reported from various places were too messy, he couldn't tell which was the key point and which was more important, so the battle report read by the adjutant was more like reading a running account, and he didn't read out a reason for reading it for a long time with a panicked expression, but Zhang Fuzhong, who was staring at the battle map and thinking about what to do, was upset, couldn't help frowning, and scolded sharply:

"Alright, don't read it!"

The adjutant listened to Zhang Fuzhong's reprimand, immediately stopped his words, and stood on the side tremblingly, not daring to make a sound. ∷, but the adjutant did not speak, it did not mean that everyone did not speak, this did not accompany Zhang Phu Trong to the war room of the headquarters reporter Le Duc Manh, in the face of the powerful blow of the Chinese, like ants on a hot pot, in front of Zhang Fu Trong anxiously turned around. At the same time, his mouth kept chattering with Zhang Fuzhong, who was frowning:

"Comrade Fu Zhong, the Chinese's artillery is so fierce, are they going to launch an attack on the prison mountain? We are only a dozen kilometers away from the front line here, if they develop in depth, will they regard us here as the main target? If so, Comrade Fu Zhong, can you retreat a little so as not to suffer unnecessary losses?"

At this time, Le Demeng's face turned pale. The mouth is even more incessant, a famous war correspondent who once sacrificed his life and forgot his life on the front line of the anti-French and anti-American wars, has now become so timid as a mouse, as a soldier, Zhang Fuzhong has long despised Li Demeng in his heart for nothing, how can he pay attention to him half a point.

And at this moment, the special telephone set in front of Zhang Fuzhong that linked to the commander of the rear military region, Ruan Jinchuang, suddenly rang, Zhang Fuzhong naturally did not dare to slack off when he saw this, and quickly picked up the receiver and said respectfully:

"Comrade Commander"

"Zhang Fuzhong. Can your artillery unit fight back?" Before Zhang Fuzhong could finish speaking, a stern question came from the earpiece. But Zhang Fuzhong did not panic at all, but replied respectfully and confidently:

"Report to Comrade Commander, my artillery unit is in a state of combat readiness at all times, and we are currently determining the orientation of the Chinese artillery group, and after the position is confirmed, we can carry out a powerful fire assault on them! Yes, yes, our heavy artillery group is almost intact, yes, that is what I reported to you. A few nails have been hammered into several designated areas a long time ago!"

"In that case, then do what you want!"

"Yes! Comrade Commander!"

As he spoke, Zhang Fuzhong put down the phone in his hand, and then turned his head to the adjutant beside him and ordered: "Go to the radio station to contact the 'pangolin', if they do, immediately order them to send the enemy's location coordinates!"

"Yes!" the adjutant replied. However, before the adjutant could turn around and leave, Zhang Fuzhong's order chased after him again: "Tell the communications battalion to give them fifteen minutes to keep the communication of all artillery groups unblocked!"

"Yes!" The adjutant replied in a loud voice again, then turned around and left, and went to convey the order, and Li Mengde, who was standing opposite, heard this series of information, and the keen insight of the media person made a bright light flash in his mind for an instant, and a pair of small eyes flashed even more, and then turned around, and asked Zhang Fuzhong excitedly:

"'Pangolin'? No wonder Comrade Fu Zhong is calm and relaxed, I didn't expect to have a follow-up move!"

"Of course!" Although Zhang Fuzhong despised Li Demeng's timid behavior just now, after all, the two cooperated tacitly in the previous column report, and they were grasshoppers on a rope, not to mention that this so-called "pangolin" was his Zhang Fuzhong's proud work, but because of the original level of secrecy, he couldn't say it.

Now it has to be activated at this critical moment, so Zhang Fuzhong wants to show off his trump card in front of this reporter, because of this, Zhang Fuzhong's arrogance once again filled his eyebrows, and even the tone of his speech was very proud:

"This is the secret observation post we set up a week ago, right on this strategic commanding height!" Zhang Fuzhong said, pointing his hand to the high mountain on the Chinese side of the combat map, and then continued:

"There is a wide field of vision, the observation position is excellent, the position of most of the Chinese artillery groups is within his observation range, in addition, we also set up secret observation points here and here, their code name is collectively called 'pangolin', as the trump card of our artillery unit, I thought that this shelling operation was used again, but I didn't expect that we hadn't moved, but the Chinese on the opposite side couldn't sit still, but this is good, their position is just exposed' Within the observation range of the pangolin, as long as the target is confirmed, no matter how well the Chinese artillery is concealed, it will not be able to escape the fate of destruction!"

After listening to Zhang Fuzhong's words, Li Demeng once again radiated the fearlessness that a war correspondent should have, as if the timid Li Demeng just now had nothing to do with him, of course he had to praise Zhang Fuzhong who injected him with a heart booster, so he couldn't help but give Zhang Fuzhong a thumbs up, and praised him with admiration:

"I really didn't expect that Comrade Fu Zhong would have such a careful arrangement, so wouldn't the Chinese artillerymen wash their necks and stretch them out for us to cut off?"

"Fortunately, our knives have been sharpened enough, and when we cut down, it won't make them too painful" Zhang Fuzhong naturally accepted Li Demeng's praise, but as soon as he was halfway through his confident words, he saw the adjutant hurriedly walk up to Zhang Fuzhong, stand upright, and report loudly:

"The 'pangolin' has been contacted, and the first local artillery group location coordinates have been received."

"Have the communication links of the artillery groups been connected?" Before the adjutant finished speaking, Zhang Fuzhong asked in a deep voice, and after listening to his words, the adjutant quickly replied: "It's all connected!"

"That's good, you go and send the target Zhuyuan obtained by the 'pangolin' to the 122mm howitzer group and the 152mm howitzer group, so that they can immediately launch a counterattack according to the target position!"

"Yes!" After the adjutant replied in a loud voice, he immediately turned around and ran to the command station, and in the blink of an eye, the command of the Vietnamese artillery group to fire and the target orientation information cut through the sky through the radio waves, and rushed to the artillery group designated by Zhang Fu Chung, and the two artillery groups of the Vietnamese army who received the order quickly adjusted the firing angle, and then with the order of the position commander, the Vietnamese artillery finally let out a roar, and officially launched a confrontation with the Chinese artillery fire

After nearly 20 minutes of fierce fighting, the intensity of China's artillery fire was much weaker than before, and this feeling was most obvious in the infantry positions at the front of the Vietnamese army, and the most obvious feeling was the Vietnamese artillery field headquarters under the command of Zhang Fu Chung himself.

From the first shell fired by the Vietnamese artillery group, the Vietnamese secret observation post "Pangolin" on the Chinese side successively transmitted the firing situation to the artillery headquarters in the Soviet-made 2A36 152mm cannon position, and received a report on the shooting effect of the "Pangolin", a message of thanks from the front-line infantry position, and a hearing of the gradually weakening shell explosion.

As the commander of the front-line artillery of the Vietnamese army in Gaoshan, Zhang Fuzhong could be said to be overjoyed, and in high spirits, he couldn't help but walk back and forth in front of Le Duc Hmong excitedly with the battle report just submitted by the adjutant, and would stop from time to time and say proudly to Le Duc Mang:

"Comrade Demeng, you all, we have won this battle completely, in just 20 minutes, our two artillery groups have defeated four of China's 122mm or more artillery groups, almost the strength of a regiment, you listen to their sparse artillery now, it is estimated that they will be going to be shrunken turtles again!"

"But I don't think Comrade Fu Zhong will let China's newly stretched head retract so easily!"

"That's right, isn't there a saying in China that it's easier to invite God than to send God, since they woke me up in the middle of the night, the god of killing, they don't think they would send me away so easily, and I didn't even have a door!" After speaking, without waiting for Li Demeng to reply, he turned his body to the side and ordered in a loud voice to the adjutant in front of him:

"Order the 130mm artillery group, in accordance with the target indicated by the 'pangolin', strike at the enemy's depth, and at the same time notify the 152mm cannon positions outside and prepare for battle!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the back of the departing adjutant, Zhang Fuzhong couldn't help but snort arrogantly: "Chinese artillery! Hmph! But that's it!" (to be continued......