Chapter 252 Take advantage of your illness

But their movements were too late, Guo Zhuocheng suddenly accelerated, and his body quickly collided with each other, and his hands came out together. **The fists hit the two of them on the waists and eyes respectively, and the two soldiers were in a cold sweat of pain, and their waists were bent, but not a word came out.

Guo Zhuocheng was unforgiving, stuck a neck with one hand, pinched them and hit them in the middle, although the sound of the steel helmets colliding was not loud, but after the two heads collided together, the two fainted at the same time.

Sun Xingguo and Chen Peng immediately ran over, and they were not surprised by the two dead bodies on the ground and Guo Zhuocheng's methods just now, and they all thought that Guo Zhuocheng's ability to make these actions was completely pediatric. If you are surprised and admired even by this scene, it will definitely make other comrades-in-arms look at the artillery position not far away with great tacit understanding and fun.

Guo Zhuocheng was a little depressed in his heart: this is simply ignoring it. Anyway, this hand was okay just now, why can't you even get a trace of praise and admiration? These birdmen are too good at pretending

I'm up, grass!

The Vietnamese army relied on the strength of the number of people, and remembered that this was their rear again, and the surrounding terrain was conducive to defense, so when building artillery positions, there were no bunkers, fortifications and other facilities at all. It's just that in the direction of the valley there is a heavy machine gun, and the machine gun nest is also built with the surrounding stones.

Two Vietnamese soldiers sitting in the machine-gun nest stared nonchalantly at the winding mountain road below, muttering something while chowing their cigarettes. Although the battle at the foot of the hill had not yet come up with a single letter, they did not seem to be in a hurry, except for one mén artillery cannon firing one cannon at a time, and the other Vietnamese artillery members sat around their respective guns.

The faces of several Vietnamese officers looked very solemn and sad, and one officer also held a telescope from time to time on the ground where the smoke of gunpowder rose in the distance, where bursts of gunfire could be heard from time to time.

"Usually arrogant, when it comes to the critical moment, it becomes a pile of lotus roots ♀, and those who are ambushed are actually defeated and injured, I really admire them." The officer put down the binoculars and puffed out.

An officer next to him also glanced in the direction of the battle, and said, "The root is a rabble. It's better to let our artillery go up, even if we are infantry we can fight better than them. The squadron was in the pocket, and they ran away,......, forget it, no. If I were the commander, I would simply bombard it indiscriminately, as long as I could eliminate the squadron, I would care about him. ”

An officer who was clearly headed glared at the prison officer and shouted, "Shut up! ......, you can't use this trick until the critical moment. This chapter is provided to you]" The meaning of the words is undoubtedly expressed.

The officer who sent the prison sāo sneered, "Am I not angry? Otherwise, let's send the infantry guarding the position below. In my estimation, no matter what the final outcome of this ambush battle is, our superiors will order us to retreat≤ we can't give such weapons to Chinese for nothing. In less than three hours, the Chinese army will swarm in, and at least one division of the squadron will gather there at Heishidu. ”

The officer with the binoculars sat on the bullet box and said, "They are moving too fast, when did our army become so cowardly?" Is this still our dignified Vietnamese army? Back then, we had never fought the American devils so badly. The Yankees are all-round three-dimensional operations, and those planes are simply pervasive. If we fight the Yankees, where will we have the opportunity to sit on these during the day? ”

At this time, the prison officer said calmly: "No, no, the more upset you are." The following bastards, let them destroy the squadron completely. We're just waiting for the order from our superiors to retreat. I'm afraid that my superiors will be indecisive, and they won't let us bomb, and if they don't let us retreat, they will only vomit blood in anger. Hey—"

The officer with the telescope also seemed to accept his fate, and said: "The superiors also have the difficulties of the superiors, and the terrain here can somewhat block the pace of the squadron and delay their attack." If it were me, I wouldn't have decided whether to give up here or not. Listen to the main forces of our two ace divisions, the 04th Division and the 46th Division, are still resisting the attack of the squadron in the north, if the squadron is allowed to drive straight in for such a long time, they may all be surrounded, then our strength will be weakened too much, who will guard Gaoping City, who will guard Langshan? There is a saying in China, if you don't know the price of firewood and rice, you don't know how expensive it is. ”

Guo Zhuocheng, who was in the distance, naturally had no obligation and was not in the mood to worry about the Vietnamese army. He observed for a while, then turned to Sun Xingguosheng and ordered, "Ask them if they are ready." ”

Sun Xingguo hummed, quietly retreated behind a big tree, put his hands to his mouth, and his mouth bulged: a crisp bird call came from the sentry post.

Soon, similar bird calls could be heard in the distance, from two different locations.

Ordinary people can't judge or don't pay attention to whether this is a real bird call, but Sun Xingguo, who returned to Guo Zhuocheng's side, muttered depressedly: "These guys are really not serious, they have learned countless times, and they are screaming so badly, where is the sound of a bird calling, just like a eunuch chirping, it is ugly to death." If there are hunters here, they know it's a fake as soon as they hear it. Hey, why are they so unproductive? ”

Guo Shucheng ignored his boasting, this method of belittling others to elevate his own ability is too pediatric. He whispered, "Check your weapons and get ready to attack!" ”

He himself quickly changed his clothes and put on his original Mi color suit. He didn't look like he was killed by his comrades-in-arms as a Vietnamese soldier.

The enemy in the artillery positions outnumbered the special combat team, but there was not a single special combat unit. Because they know that they are stronger than the combat effectiveness of the Jingrui troops of the Vietnamese army, and the artillery can only be regarded as a second-class unit in the Vietnamese army.

The special combat team has already surrounded it, and if it can't kill the other party cleanly, it is better to find a piece of tofu and kill it.

Guo Zhuocheng gestured to Chen Peng and Sun Xingguo behind his back with his left hand, signaling them to make attack equipment, and then walked towards the artillery position.

"Hey, it's not ...... time for the changing of the guard, you guys...... Who are you? A soldier of the Vietnamese army began to think that Guo Zhuocheng and they came out of the sentry post, and when Guo Zhuocheng and the others all showed themselves from the thatch, they found that he did not know these three people at all, and the clothes on his body were obviously wrong.

Hearing his voice, the Vietnamese officers and soldiers who were on standby all turned their heads in unison, and several alert people obviously felt that something was wrong, some Vietnamese soldiers rushed over to ask, and more Vietnamese soldiers began to look for guns. They were artillerymen, they didn't carry many weapons with them, and they were technical troops, and they carried pitiful pistols.

Guo Zhuocheng ran a few steps, aimed AK47 at the Vietnamese soldiers who rushed over, and calmly pulled the trigger: "Papapapa......"

Chen Peng and Sun Xingguo rushed into the shell pile at the moment when the Vietnamese army was stunned as agreed, and the AK47 in their hands also quickly stretched out and began to sweep the Vietnamese army.

When Guo Zhuocheng and the others launched an attack, the Song army lurking around immediately shot the head of the Vietnamese heavy machine gunners who had already been locked.

Another Vietnamese machine gunner sitting in the machine gun nest was putting a cigarette in his mouth, and was about to take out a match to light a cigarette, but suddenly saw that his companion's head was broken, and the whole person was stupid.

Obviously, not only was he stupid, but the brains of the Vietnamese soldiers who faced Guo Zhuocheng were even short-circuited, until the bullet penetrated into his body, and he was stupid and died again.

The Vietnamese troops in the distance, one by one, shouted in horror: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The Chinese rushed up! ”

Song Jun's second bullet also sent the stupid heavy machine gun a headshot.

At this time, the guns of Liu Yuanchao and others, who were ambushed in other directions, also rang out. Now, with the exception of the snipers who still stubbornly prefer their accustomed sniper rifles or Type 56 semi-automatic rifles in pursuit of the accuracy they most admire, the rest of the Special Operations Soldier Kid has weaponized himself with captured AK47s, which are much more powerful than before.

The stunned Vietnamese artillerymen saw countless tongues of fire rushing towards them.

"Poof!" "Poof! "Poof! ”、……

At such a close distance,

The body could not compete with the bullets in any way, and the unsuspecting Vietnamese artillerymen were convulsed by the dense bullets, and the places where they were hit by the bullets splashed with pieces of blood mist.

The Vietnamese soldiers who were not dead fought back in a panic, but they couldn't find the target now after being attacked, so they could only shoot around☆ What made the Vietnamese artillery depressed was that the three Chinese soldiers who appeared at the beginning were hiding in the shell pile at this time, so that they didn't dare to fight back for a while, for fear that a bullet would hit the shell, although the three cunning Chinese ** people would explode into pieces, how could they themselves not blow up into a pile of rot

ou？

This makes them fight not to fight and not to fight, one by one hated their teeth itching: I cǎo you Chinese, do you have such a war? You are hooligans, you are kidnapping!

There were also a few Vietnamese soldiers who were distracted, hiding behind the artillery and aiming at the pistol one shot at the other. However, the more he fought, the more he fought, the more he froze, and the comrades around him fell one by one in horror, screaming and dying one by one: the three Chinese in the shell pile were so perverted that they almost hit the target.

The huge casualties forced them to focus all their attention on Guo Zhuocheng and the three of them, almost forgetting the Song army's deathly existence in the trees, and almost no one cared about Liu Yuanchao's main force that had surrounded them to the death.

Song Jun is now very slow to help them, and let him enjoy the pleasure of enjoying one shot at a time: "Smack!" Syllable! Syllable! ……”

Bursting away from the body of the Vietnamese army, the Song army not only did not have any fear and pity, but was so excited that he completely forgot about it.

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