However, although these countries were under the rule of the Soviet Union, most of them were people who had to bow their heads under the roof, and the powerful force of the Red Empire was placed at their doorstep, and they had to submit to the rule of the Soviet Union. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because the state system is the same, the relationship between these countries and the flower growers is actually good, and some of them have very frequent business and trade exchanges with China.

The relationship between them is really good, and Chen Xu did not break into the embassy by force, but sent two soldiers to guard the front and back doors of each embassy to monitor the people entering and leaving.

Sentry was arranged in front of all the embassies, and Chen Xu suddenly heard a muffled sound behind him, and when he looked back, it turned out to be Zhang Xianzhe who had placed a low-powered self-defense grenade in the septic tank outside the Soviet Embassy. After these guys threw the grenade, the three soldiers holding a large stone next to them put the stone on the manhole cover as quickly as possible, and then several people flashed out like rabbits in an instant, so as not to be blown up and the feces would get on their clothes.

After the grenade exploded, the huge shock wave had nowhere to vent and rushed down the pipe to the toilet mouth of the nearest embassy. Chen Xu really heard screams from several rooms of the Soviet Embassy, especially the heart-rending screams of some women, which were particularly obvious in this quiet embassy area, obviously there were female staff members going to the toilet, and the liquid in the pipe was pouring out, it felt too sour, and it was definitely a dark memory that could not be forgotten for a lifetime.

The Maozi officer, who was standing at the window watching the bustle, was alarmed by the sound coming from the toilet, and they all ran to see the situation. Even the Mao Zi officer, who was on guard at the entrance of the embassy, unconsciously tightened the handle of the machine gun and watched vigilantly at the Chinese commandos patrolling the door to guard against their surprise attack.

Chen Xu raised his hand and looked at the electronic watch, it was already more than nine o'clock, and it was no surprise that Daddy's tank cluster had begun to launch a general attack, breaking into Vietnam from the Friendship Pass, moving forward, like a sharp knife straight into Hanoi!

In fact, just when Chen Xu was looking at the time, Chen Zhuo officially issued the order for a general attack at the front command of the Eastern Front, under the cover of F14 full of ground attack missiles, a steel torrent composed of 348 M1 tanks crashed through the Sino-Vietnamese border, like a wild beast breaking into the enemy territory, and the armored transport vehicles full of uncertainties, covering infantry combat vehicles, ammunition transport vehicles, fuel tankers, tractors equipped with bulldozers and excavators followed.

As for bringing bulldozers, the reason is that they are worried that the Vietnamese army will damage the roads along the way, and the sappers have to follow the forward troops to open roads and build bridges in the mountains and waters, and the efficiency will be faster with these heavy equipment.

A mechanized unit of nearly 5,000 motor vehicles marched towards Hanoi without hesitation.

After three hours of wanton and indiscriminate bombardment, almost all the Vietnamese military installations on the Sino-Vietnamese border were destroyed, and in particular, all the Vietnamese army's hidden bunkers and firing points on the way forward of the tank cluster were attacked by artillery fire.

As the soldiers of the heavy division roared and rushed into enemy territory, every tank soldier was nervous and ready to fire the first shell since the beginning of the war!

In particular, every tanker was looking forward to encountering the T72 tank of the Vietnamese army, and then bombarding it with the armor-piercing shells fired by the 105 tank gun of the M1!

Every tank soldier in every tank has fantasized countless times in the past few days that he and his comrades have driven a tank to beat the Vietnamese tank troops to the ground, destroying one tank after another, and painting skulls with red crosses on the shell of their cars.

For any tank, each skull on the hull means destroying an enemy tank, which is a sign of great glory and proves that the tankmen in this tank are the best of the best!

The first tank of the heavy division was the car of the battalion commander Zhao Qilong of the first battalion, this cargo was so bold that he personally took the lead to open the way for the whole army!

In a tank cluster, the first tank is always the most dangerous, because in order to interrupt the path of the tank cluster, it is only necessary to pinch the head and destroy the first few tanks.

However, the tradition of the army of the flower planter, the officials will always rush to the front and take the lead, and the soldiers will be inspired by this. If the commander hangs up, the soldiers will be deeply stimulated, and then burst out with double combat power to become berserkers, and avenge the commander with a more courageous charge.

Zhao Qilong's command tank car, as the first tank to enter Vietnam, is also most likely the first vehicle to receive combat exploits! So the members in the car are all sharpening knives, and they can't wait to kill something.

The Vietnamese army has placed its main forces on the Sino-Vietnamese border, and theoretically the moment the Chinese army crosses the border, it will be fiercely attacked by the Vietnamese army.

But it is very strange that the first dozen tanks of the heavy division have entered the territory of Vietnam for more than five miles, and still have not encountered any resistance, and the crew in the car can occasionally see sporadic Vietnamese troops on the hillside next to them.

This is the only time the fire has been fired!

"Battalion commander! Look ahead...... Just when all the tank crew members were anxious and impatient, Zhao Qilong heard the greeting of the driver in front, and he hurriedly looked outside through the lookout window.

In front seems to be a tank station of the Vietnamese army, a T-72 tank of a water. It's just that the camp has completely turned into a black state, with tanks with drooping barrels blackened by the explosion, tankers twisted after the explosion, and charred human bodies.

Some of the Vietnamese coke even maintained the action before the bombing, some were still sleeping, and some got up to sleep again, and it was very strange to see such a static scene from a distance.

The camp was attacked by bomber cloudburst bombs, and all the tanks and people within hundreds of meters around were enveloped in the blast area, not even the bugs under the soil layer.

Zhao Qilong opened the hatch, leaned out half of his body, and looked at the camp next to him, Tu Meng, the deputy battalion commander in the sixteenth tank behind him, shouted on the radio: "Old Dragon, this bird, the Air Force has dried up all the monkeys, and they don't leave us some." Are we here to collect the corpses? Grass! You see, while that guy was still, he was directly scorched by the flames of the explosion. ”

In one of the corners of this Vietnamese tank camp, there was a black man squatting between two stone slabs, indeed as if he was squatting in a pit.

Zhao Qilong glanced at the F14 roaring overhead, the wings were full of round aerial bombs, and he couldn't help but be frustrated: "The air force is too strong, I can't tell if we can't encounter any danger along the way, everyone be careful, don't poke your head out of the car easily, there may be remnants of Vietnamese troops in the surrounding mountains, especially snipers are the most dangerous, everyone give me a good shrunk in the car, if you are killed, I can't spare you!" ”

"If we can kill some small fish and shrimp, it's a good thing, maybe the air force will blow up all the Vietnamese troops, and our tank won't be able to shoot a single shot!" Deputy battalion commander Tu Meng wailed on the radio, his blood had been poured cold water on the cruel reality, and he had already guessed that even if he drove all the way to Hanoi, he might not encounter the enemy, at least not the living Vietnamese army! (To be continued.) )