The warrior is busy, but Hong Yan is waiting.

Waiting is an ordeal.

At this time, people's minds will be full of thoughts and too many ideas. At this time, he wondered if last night's rescue was impulsive. The captured fighters were able to return to their home countries in the end, and their own actions, although temporarily saved, could put them in the same situation again, and at the same time put the special detachment in the most dangerous situation. In other words, saving people is not the opposite of harming people.

The so-called impulse is the devil, that's what it means! However, if Hong Yan faces the same choice again, he will still make a move.

Naturally, the military department obtained the intelligence and situation of the squad, and the rescue troops sent needed more time.

The sound of the mortar shells breaking through the air woke up Hong Yan. He flashed and scurried forward, and at the same time heard "Flood Rock Flash!" In the afterglow, a figure that pounced on his position was tossed high and then fell to the ground like a broken sack.

"Boom! "Boom" several shells exploded in a row, and it was exactly where Hong Yan was sitting on the top of the mountain just now. All the fighters were hidden in the anti-artillery holes, and only he was very conspicuous, so he received special attention.

Hong Yan was more than fifty meters away from the explosion point at this time, and he already understood that the figure was the closest to him and heard the danger, and quickly pounced on him. This is a frequent act of rescue on the battlefield, throwing one's comrades under oneself and exposing oneself to the outside. This is a typical self-sacrifice to save others!

Hong Yan's eyes were about to split, but he was blocked by the continuous explosions and couldn't turn back to rescue. Ten seconds or a minute, the artillery fire finally stopped. Hong Yan flew back, and his comrades were already in a different place. He has the pill of resurrection, but he is powerless in the face of this situation.

Although he was not a member of the squad, he was also a comrade-in-arms he rescued. Hong Yan didn't know what his name was, so he died under enemy fire in order to save him.

"Sneak attack?" With tears in his eyes, Hong Yan looked at the Vietnamese position. "I haven't bothered you yet! Want to kill me? It's overwhelming! ”

"Run! Hong Yan! Someone shouted again. Before Hong Yan could make a decision, the mortar actually chased him.

Don't take the master seriously! “nozuonodie!” Well, the ancient adage says: A gentleman has the beauty of an adult!

Hong Yan calmly continued to leap forward, getting farther and farther away from his main formation, and the mortar shells exploded continuously behind him, as if he was fleeing in confusion.

Shi Yanbin used both hands and feet, trying his best to climb out of the bunker, and was thrown to the ground by Wang Xiaotie as soon as he got up.

"Silly big man, don't you want to die? Don't you know what your master is capable of? ”

Wang Baoyi and the others watched Hong Yan drift away with a mixture of sorrow and admiration.

"......Boom, Boom, Boom............ The Vietnamese army's automatic rifles, machine guns, and grenades rained down on the oncoming short soldiers.

However, to their consternation, the bullets seemed to rain through the body of the dwarf soldier and continued to fly without hindrance. And the body suddenly became transparent, and the short soldier who had been strolling leisurely had disappeared from view. What a hell of a life!

The next moment, the figure of the short soldier unexpectedly appeared more than 100 meters on the right side of the position, and an extra M16 suddenly appeared in his hand. I saw him holding a gun in both hands, flickering left and right, quickly changing directions, shooting back at random without aiming. However, every time a gun was fired, one of his companions must have been shot in the head, and he didn't even have time to scream.

At first, the Vietnamese soldiers intercepted Hong Yan, who was being chased by mortar shells, and there was a kind of pleasure of playing with cats and mice. At this time, as the teammates around them were named one by one, they were like falling into an ice cave, cold all over their bodies, and they had a sense of facing death, and they reacted quickly and immediately retreated.

The retreating were all Vietnamese troops who were relatively far away from Hongyan. Cleared the obstacles in the way of advance and went straight to the mortar position. Kicking two grenades, he jumped over a cliff more than ten meters high, casually named two Vietnamese soldiers, and then ...... What I saw was the backs of seven or eight Vietnamese artillerymen.

At this time, the Vietnamese troops in the mortar position had abandoned their positions and desperately fled north along the ridge, only hating their father and mother for having two legs. Hong Yan didn't intend to let the sneak attacker go. To dare to provoke, we must dare to bear the consequences. A artilleryman tripped over a dead vine in a panic and rolled down the hill to escape, so much so that years later, when he recalled today's scene, he still had palpitations and woke up from nightmares many times.

"Kao, there are so many people!" Hong Yan looked left and right and found that there were two columns from north to south, with at least 100 people. Well, there are two more tanks on the road. How can this battle be fought?

It seems that in order to ensure the safety of the rear road, the defenders of Tangtang have to draw in vital forces.

Hong Yan turned east and brought down a dozen fleeing Vietnamese troops. Further weaken the enemy's combat power and reduce the pressure on your own side.

Back in the camp, more than a dozen fighters jumped out to greet him.

"Hurry up and get out, do you want to reveal your location?" Wang Baoyi scolded.

Grabbed Hong Yan into the anti-artillery hole, handed over the binoculars, and pointed to Henan: "You see a team of about 200 people coming from the south bank, with tanks and armored vehicles in the middle. ”

Hong Yan gasped, what kind of rhythm is this? Is the iron barrel encircled by the ground and air to strike together? There are about 300 new infantry and a number of heavy equipment, how should I play?

"Is there a good solution?" Hong Yan asked, his heart extremely heavy.

"In the face of absolute strength, all schemes can only work for a while." Wang Baoyi said. From the inside, he had a deep sense of powerlessness. The two squads of 60 people plus more than 20 rescued ordinary soldiers can ensure the basic firepower surface. However, without heavy weapons, there is still no power in the face of helicopters and tanks.

Defend or attack? If you attack it, you don't want to do it, and it is impossible for a dozen seriously wounded people to give up. Alas! Strict defense is equivalent to being beaten passively! The special forces are used as ordinary, and they are a little depressed!

But as the supreme commander of the squad, he could not show the slightest discouragement and hesitation. "Anger can be drummed up but not vented", the more dangerous and dangerous the situation, the more important the spiritual outlook of the chief.

"Let them - become the stepping stone of our growth, let them - become the whetstone of the special forces, the sword of the sky!" Wang Baoyi said firmly, and his words were full of faith in victory and endless courage.

Hong Yan looked up at the solemn Wang Baoyi and shouted, "Okay! What the special forces want is this kind of spirit that dares to be the first in the world, facing difficulties, taking the lead in distress, and being the sharp blade in the hands of the republic, invincible; It is the flying knife in Li Tanhua's hand, and the movement is not in vain, and hiding is tactical deterrence. We must be accurate, kill with one blow; We must be ruthless, and we will be ruthless to ourselves and even more ruthless to our enemies; We are not afraid of death, we dare to die! ”

"Rise to the occasion, take the lead in distress, be invincible, and not afraid of sacrifice!" Wang Baoyi blurted out and summarized Hong Yan's short sentence into sixteen words.

Therefore, Wang Baoyi called the captains and deputy captains of the two squads, made a simple mobilization again, and conveyed the spirit of the 16-character message, and finally put forward the idea of "never abandon, never give up", not only to achieve the strategic goal, complete the combat mission, but also to ensure that every soldier we rescued returned to China alive.

As a result, ten minutes later, the roar of "facing difficulties, taking the lead in distress, being invincible, not afraid of sacrifice" came from the two hills and the shelter department, which was uneven at first, and then merged into a rolling torrent full of fighting spirit.

Hong Yan was sad when he saw the martyr whose body had been gathered, squatted down, sewed his head and body together, closed his eyes and said, "Rest in peace, brother, go all the way, don't worry about things at home." Your parents are my parents, and your brothers and sisters are my brothers and sisters. ”

Liu Jie's motive was to sacrifice to save him. There was a cause and effect between the two.

Lin Xiaoling and Han Dong'er quietly watched Hong Yan finish everything, then held him in their arms, and said for a while: "Brother, you have helped him avenge killing those Vietnamese devils." Liu Jie is gone, he must be very happy and at ease. ”

"There are no immortals in war!" Wang Baoyi touched his head and said, "The key now is to deal with the next situation, there are more comrades-in-arms who need us!" ”

Of course, Hong Yan understands this truth, there are more enemies and more dangerous dangers ahead. After Wang Baoyi left, no matter what Lin Han and the others thought, put away the martyr's body first to avoid decay.

The Vietnamese troops in the north crossed the mountain beam, entered the position, and then shouted loudly at the position of the small detachment in the south, making various actions such as beheading and stabbing, and some even rushed forward and were dragged back. Presumably, they lost their minds in anger when they saw the corpses of their comrades.

And after turning the corner of the hill and rumbling forward for some distance, the tank stopped on the road and was ready to shell at any time. This is an active artillery position!

"It's the old man's T-34-85!" Wang Baoyi held up the binoculars and looked at the Tao.

An old-fashioned tank developed from World War II! Although it is a medium tank, the caliber of the main gun is only 85, and the caliber of the parallel and course machine guns is 7.62. It is also a medium tank, but I am afraid that it is far inferior to the M60 in the fairy garden. Well, the length, width and height are obviously smaller by more than one circle, and the dead weight must be much lighter, and the main gun and the course machine gun are not of the same level.

The arrangements in the north were in place, and the Vietnamese troops in the south crossed the Waibo River and waited for an opportunity to endure after a short rest in Quan Meng. The infantry moved slowly in a skirmish line with the tanks.

The two small hills occupied by the detachment were lower to the south, and the tanks could advance along the slopes of the hills to shoot in front of the formation.

The Vietnamese troops on the north and south sides suddenly quieted down and made their final preparations.

Infantry, tanks, a brief silence, and a helicopter that had not yet appeared put an invisible strain on the squad.

Alas! High-explosive shells fired by tanks are also a huge threat to the squad. After all, it only occupies two small hills, and the actual control range is 300 meters from north to south and 200 meters from east to west, and the room for maneuver is too small to be found on the anticline. encountered the carpet intensive artillery fire of the later Mi army, and it is estimated that there is no one in ten.

"What to do? What to do? Hong Yan was entangled, and the gods whispered on the ground.

The medical shelter was done on its own. After it was formed, although they had suspicions, they could not confirm it, and in the future, they could only treat it as a sequelae of the war - hysteria.

Although the team members and soldiers are very warlike, they still have tension and worry that cannot be concealed. Wang Baoyi's eyes were also full of melancholy.

Destroy the opposing tank, either tank-to-tank, or anti-tank guns or anti-tank missiles. The range of 40 fires that exists in the hands of one is far from enough. It is impossible for Wang Baoyi to arrange for the team members to rush into people's positions and explode. Ni Coal, rummaging through the fairy garden, Hong Yan finally confirmed that Midi, a strange military industrial power, did not have an anti-tank gun that could be used. Of course, people directly knock out from the sky or get anti-tank missiles on them.