Chapter 694: He's a Toil!

When the Vietnamese commander saw that the soldiers under him were either strangely put down one by one, or panicked, lost their armor, and couldn't help but be angry: "Come back! Don't retreat! Give Lao Tzu a ......."

Before the last word could be spoken, he was slashed by Xiang Gang's hand knife and thrown to his subordinates who rushed up with a rush after receiving the charging signal.

The thundershowers, which lasted no more than a quarter of an hour, had stopped, and the heights that were vital to our army had been regained.

Not only that, but as many as two platoons of enemy prisoners were captured alive, and a large number of guns and ammunition were captured.

The most important thing is that the bodies of our compatriots have been snatched back as much as possible.

The reconquest of the 211 Heights was like a ray of light, breaking through the darkness before the dawn of the counterattack. The most difficult heights to conquer have been recovered by our army, and what difficulties are there to defeat us?

Suddenly, other divisions and other companies of the Chinese army threw themselves into the counterattack with unprecedented fighting spirit and enthusiasm.

One by one, the lost heights were regained, and the fallen cities returned to the embrace of the motherland.

The horn of victory sounded, and the second full-scale battle of the Sino-Vietnamese counterattack ended with the defeat of the Vietnamese army and the offer to exchange prisoners and withdraw troops.

It will take some time to consolidate the border defense and clean up the battlefield, so Xiang Gang asked Xiaojin and Kumquat to go back first, and by the way, he sent a letter of peace to his family. Xiang Commander, who was born once and became familiar with the second, quietly wrote a letter to his family and asked the two little guys to take it back.

Before leaving, I accompanied them to play in the mountains and forests for a long time, and at their request, I roasted some game to reward them.

The local animals in the mountains and forests couldn't help but tremble when they saw Xiao Jin. I all wailed in my heart: Why is this big Buddha again? No, this time there is another one. Oh my god, what a way to keep the local beasts alive!

It's all to blame on those well-fed and well-fed Yue Guoyan, who grab the high ground all day long, and make the border angry and resentful! Go! Drive the fleeing beasts back to their own nests! If you want to bring disaster, you will bring disaster to the humans in their own area.

So, without Xiang Gang's knowledge, a bloody turf war was launched between local beasts and foreign beasts.

The foreign beasts who fled to this place to hide quietly because of the war suffered a big loss in numbers, and with the two strong foreign aids, Xiaojin and Kumquat, they unsurprisingly became the abused party, and they were driven back to their nests with their heads down.

The local beasts saw that the two big Buddhas were not as fierce and domineering as they thought, and even helped them beat away the foreign beasts.

King Jin and Uncle Meow ate and drank to their heart's content, brought the treasures of the filial piety of the local beasts, and swaggered back to Ninghe to report peace.

Xiang just returned to the camp and had a head-on encounter with Huang, who had nothing to do with his title.

Huang Jin looked at Xiang Gang's eyes, so jealous that he could spew sparks.

Fools know that going to the front is the fastest way to get promoted.

Especially the second generation of the army like him, who has to have a backer and a background, to put it bluntly, he came to the front line to gild.

It can be as short as a few months, or as long as half a year. Go back and wait to go up. If you win one or two battles and have military merits, it will be even more difficult to say, and it is possible to jump three times.

As a result, such a good gilded opportunity was cut off by the poor boy who ran out of the mountains in front of him.

Huang Jin simply regarded Xiang Gang as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

I always feel that if I didn't have Xianggang, I wouldn't be taken off. As long as he is the commander of the demolition team, he has a part to play in the victory of the counterattack.

The more I think about it, the more unwilling I become, and the words that come out of my mouth will naturally not sound good.

"Yo! Where did Commander Xiang go? Why does it smell of fireworks? Don't you be a spy buried by the Vietnamese army on our side, right?"

"Huang Jin! You were kicked in the head by a donkey?" When the division leader heard this, he scolded angrily, "If the spies can lead us to win the battle and regain the lost territory, then you should find me a few more such spies! Don't just talk about it, think about how to write a review after you go back, and how to explain to the families of the martyrs!"

Huang Jin was stunned by the superior leaders, his face turned blue and red, and the hatred in his heart was monstrous, but he could only admit his mistake obediently. Turned around and ran away.

"Watch him, go back and settle accounts with him!" The division leader calmly instructed his subordinates, "Really when anyone can come to our front line?

Look at the trouble he caused, if it weren't for Xiang Gang's efforts to turn the tide and accelerate the overall victory of the battle, the military families would have drowned them with a mouthful of spit.

When I go back this time, I must unite with people from other military regions to get Huang Zhongguo down. Xiao Lao has been relegated to the second line for several years, and his surname Huang is still dominating that position?

Only useless people will think about making something for future generations. The real heroes don't bother to do that.

After sneering for a while, he turned to Xiang Gang and said with a pleasant face: "Xiao Xiang, you have done a good job! Thanks to your desperate efforts to enter the enemy camp and turn the situation around for our army, I am afraid that this battle will not end so quickly, at least the casualties will definitely be more than this." I thank you on behalf of all the border guards and military families!"

"The chief is serious, this is what I should have done!"

"Okay, good!" The leader of the division touched his chin with satisfaction, and often heard Mr. Xia say that he didn't believe how powerful his godson was, thinking that Mr. Xia was bragging, but now it seems that Mr. Xia's words are not exaggerated at all, on the contrary, he is also modest.

"Xiao Xiang, listen to Xia Lao, the special regiment you led has its own set of training methods, and the soldiers you brought out are all excellent, when will you come to our S Provincial Military Region to exchange and give those naughty boys a good lesson?"

The more he talked, the more he felt that this idea was good, and the division leader simply pulled Xiang Gang to sit down, but he wanted to turn him back to his own military region.

Xiang Gang had no choice but to promise: he would do whatever the organization arranged.

The leader of the division headquarters happily patted his thigh, ran to the general command room with a smile, and hung up the phone to his superiors. In any case, we must pull Xiang Gang to the S Provincial Military Region, so that those rabbit cubs can see what the real king of soldiers is. Hmm, it's better to let Xiang Gang bring more people, and then organize a friendly match between brother troops, knock and knock on those unmotivated bastard boys!

In this way, before Xiang Gangren returned from the front line, the task arrangement for the next stage was arranged.

He's a toil!

Xiang Gang sighed in his heart.

Fortunately, the S Provincial Military Region is not far from the capital, so I will send my daughter-in-law to report to school first, and then lead the team to the S Provincial Military Region for exchange and study. During this period, I can still go to the capital to visit my family.

After thinking about it, Xiang Gang stopped worrying about this matter and looked forward to going home as soon as possible to hug his daughter-in-law.