Chapter 792: Tearing the Target
Two minutes had passed by the time the Vietnamese troops on the border spotted the strange shells -- blue light missiles -- and immediately called their superiors to report them. If the commander of the 46A Division had listened carefully to the staff officer's report without hindrance and had taken the correct measures -- to leave here immediately and run as far as he could—perhaps the tragedy would have been avoided, but the reason why the division commander would not have died was because the leaders of the Ministry of Defense and the Soviet advisers had come to inspect the division, and the division commander had no time to listen to the staff officer's report.
Another reason for delaying the division commander from listening to the report was that when this stupid staff officer opened his mouth to speak, the first thing he said was that "there are a few shells coming from China...... which made the division commander who was already shocked angry.
How many shells count as a bird thing? How could a dignified teacher deal with such a trivial matter?
In fact, even if the division commander really concentrated on dealing with this matter, he had never heard of any cruise missiles, and he would never be able to think of a way to escape immediately for a while, and the result was similar to now, just let him die a few more brain cells. The method he came up with must be similar to the one that the vast majority of people came up with: "Concentrate anti-aircraft weapons and go all out to deal with the invading enemy planes!" ”
If anti-aircraft weapons can lightly hit them, they are not called cruise missiles.
The reason why the cruise missile shined in its previous life and why Guo Zhuocheng admired it was determined by its star ability, because its missile body was small, much smaller than the auxiliary fuel tank of an airplane, and much smaller than the size of an airplane. Because of its small size, the anti-SHE area it displays on the radar display is very small, and it is easy to let them go if the radar observer does not stare at the screen carefully and carefully. And they fly close to the ground, which is a bit of an exaggeration, but it's true that they fly at a very low altitude compared to airplanes. Radar waves are mixed with complex ground echoes, and even the most advanced radars installed on the most advanced pre-aircraft in the United States cannot effectively detect them.
Even if a cruise missile in flight was detected by radar, there were no effective means to shoot it down in a previous life. Even if it hits, the shell will be caught by the huge stone, and the command post will bear at most a loud noise or raised dust.
Because of the long time they have been stationed here, the location of this command post has long been exposed to the eyes of the Chinese agents, but the Vietnamese officers inside did not take this matter to heart, relying on the fact that the Chinese shells could not hit them and still worked here, and orders were still issued from here, but they only strengthened the surrounding guards. Unless the squadron launches a large-scale attack, it is all safe here, and a small group of sneak attack troops cannot attack at all.
Staying here is not only convenient for commanding from the front, but also boosts the morale of the soldiers.
However, today they are out of luck.
A Vietnamese soldier on duty at the top of the mountain was surprised by a strange cannonball that first rose diagonally like a straight line and then rushed diagonally downward, if the cannonball that did a parabolic motion was completely different, especially when it descended to a height of more than 200 meters from the top of the mountain, it actually moved left and right, because the speed was too fast, he didn't know that it was a serpentine action at all, only knew that it suddenly left and suddenly right, and the amplitude was also chaotic, deflecting far away for a while, and then just running in the other direction for a while, its position was not predictable at all.
He only had time to shoot in retaliation, and the strange cannonball flew down the ridge like an eye, rushing past the command post, and just as the soldier was rejoicing about it, it turned a corner, went straight to the command post, and penetrated into the tent at a great speed, and disappeared at once, leaving only the faint smoke of the engine spraying in the air...... At this time, an officer at the artillery command post was answering a call from the front, listening to a report from the front-line soldiers that the Chinese had suddenly sent four shells, their ballistics were strange, and they only flew backwards, and did not fall on the front-line positions as before.
This officer was the same as the commander of the 46A Division of the Vietnamese Army, and scolded the other party for making a fuss.
But before his scolding could be heard, a huge wave of air blew him off the ground, along with the telephone, the desk, and the other soldiers around him, and the sharp shrapnel cut their bodies to pieces...... The soldiers on the hill were stunned as the command post suddenly erupted a huge puff of smoke, splashing countless fragments and human limbs.
His platoon commander had just rushed over to ask him why he had fired, but he was shaken by the shaking of the earth and fell into a nearby pit, letting out a terrible scream, followed by a heart-wrenching cry...... This is no ordinary pit, but a trap set up by themselves to prevent Chinese agents or scouts from sneaking up at night, filled with sharp bamboo sticks and nails.
The tips of bamboo sticks and iron nails are also smeared with chili pepper water and other stimulating things to make the enemy scream after being stabbed, which can not only deter the enemy's accomplices, make them tremble, but also remind the defenders.
Now this qiē is used on himself, and the poor platoon commander was trapped by the trap set by his subordinates, and he has no regrets at all. Because he didn't have time to regret it, it hurt so much, the pain was completely unbearable, and he couldn't even cry, how could he have time to regret that he had hurt himself?
However, he should also be glad that his screams did not shame his companions, and no one laughed at him before he died, and he screamed and cried because the eyes and attention of others were attracted by the explosion at the command post.
The flames and smoke that rose into the sky sent chills in the hearts of the soldiers, and their bodies trembled: that was the target they had to protect even if they sacrificed their lives. What should I do? They're all finished!
No one answered them, and no one took pity on them, for there are many more unfortunate than them now.
The second to receive cruise missiles was an important communications station of the Vietnamese army.
At this time, the communication station was busy again. Because the Vietnamese army is mobilizing troops to prepare to recover the Fa Zhi Mountain, which was occupied by the squadron, there are many more communication tasks at once, especially the few special shells that the Chinese side has just sent out, which makes this place like a boiling pot, and the staff constantly connects various communication circuits to allow all parties to communicate quickly.
Except for the guards who were waiting for them at key positions, the staff inside were busy one by one. Especially those officers, even their voices were hoarse, but they were still directing their subordinates to upload and order.
The two large generators, one main and one standby, are running abruptly in the generator room, providing power for various equipment. The sound of ticking in the telegraph room came and went, and all kinds of telegraphs and newspapers kept coming in and out. The electrical signal from the amplifier follows the feeder into the huge antenna and into the sky...... At this time, no one here noticed that a single missile was falling from the sky and pointing at the roof of the telegraph room at subsonic speed. The hard bullet tore through the ceiling of the house like tearing paper, and passed through the two-story officers' quarters at high speed and then through the floor, revealing a shiny head...... Countless people in the computer room were thrown to the floor by the violent shaking of the house, and the warheads that burst out of the top forgot to think one by one, and only the horror in those eyes showed that these people were alive.
"Boom!" The missile did not disappoint everyone in the house, and the warhead exploded less than half a foot out, sweeping the people in the house clean, and a living body turned into a mist of blood and flesh in an instant, along with the bricks and cement fragments when the house was blown up.
I have to say that Guo Zhuocheng's choice of this time is very poisonous, this time is the busiest and most tense moment for all units, and it is also the moment with the most people. A single missile had turned almost all of the technicians and officers to pulp, and with the exception of the sentinels on duty in the distance, who were drowned in dust and rubble, the living people had completely disappeared from the world, along with the machine room.
Only two generators remained in the entire communication station, still making a steady abrupt sound......