The battle continues fiercely.

Xiao Mubai was in charge of the right flank and covered the retreat of his comrades in the middle. They dragged the corpses, carried the wounded, and marched forward in a hail of bullets.

Nevertheless, from time to time stray bullets hit the retreating soldiers, who fell to the ground.

Blood rushed out of his body, splashed onto the trunk of a nearby tree, or the body of a comrade-in-arms, staining his uniforms red.

The sound of assault rifles rang out, accompanied by the whistle of the North Vietnamese army's charge, resounded in the land.

"Da Da Da!"

"Dididi!"

In a close-range shootout, the kinetic energy of the bullet was too large, and it hit the body and leaned back, as if it had been hit, and then fell to the ground.

The shrenchnel of the bullet fell like sawdust, and Xiao Mubai could even feel the heat of the bullet casing. From time to time, grenades were thrown over, and then fell among the soldiers of the North Vietnamese Army, exploding like fireworks, scattering shrapnel in all directions, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the soldiers of the North Vietnamese Army.

Xiao Mubai thought of the Sino-Vietnamese War in '79, and in the face of the soldiers of the North Vietnamese Army, there was no pressure to shoot at all. Although China was on the side of North Vietnam at this time, although the U.S. military would also fight against the Chinese army.

Retreating into the dense grass, more North Vietnamese soldiers suddenly emerged from both flanks. Dressed in yellow-green military uniforms and armed with Chinese and Soviet-backed weapons, they rushed in a menacing manner.

"Da Da Da!"

The assault rifle swept away, and the bullets whizzed past the side, and if you were not careful, you would be pierced by the bullets. The dense bullets make people's scalp tingle.

Xiao Mubai just shot with all his might, and there was no time to be afraid.

Suddenly, Xiao Mubai, who had emptied the magazine, was changing the magazine, and when he looked up, he found that the Jewish soldier was pointing a gun at him. Xiao Mubai was shocked in his heart, watching the sparks coming out of the assault rifle, he instantly felt a chill in his heart, and he felt like he was about to die heroically.

"Poof!"

There was the sound of bullets drilling into the flesh behind him, which made Xiao Mubai realize that he had saved his life just now. Xiao Mubai turned around and saw a North Vietnamese soldier holding a gun, and a bayonet at the head of the gun was braving the cold light.

Very close, Xiao Mubai could see the pores on the faces of the North Vietnamese soldiers, as well as a slightly unwilling expression with a hint of relief. Blood rushed out of the wound, slapping Xiao Mubai's face, but compared to life, it was indeed much better.

It was only a little bit shorter, and if the bayonet entered another half a meter, Xiao Mubai was about to hang up, and he was stabbed by the bayonet.

The North Vietnamese soldier was shot in the chest, was beaten to pieces, looked at Xiao Mubai with a little unwillingness, and then collapsed with a bang.

"Bang!"

The Jewish soldier saved his life, but Xiao Mubai didn't have time to thank him, just gave him a thumbs up.

At the sound of the horn and whistle of the North Vietnamese Army, more soldiers rushed over and seemed to surround the second platoon, all more than twenty soldiers.

The North Vietnamese army machine-gun fired, and bullets rained down.

"Get down! Lie down! ”

Almost instantly, several machine guns fired at the same time, and the muzzles of the guns frantically spat out tongues of fire, and bullets poured out like deaths. The bullets came like a harvester, breaking the grass and trees one after another, and falling to the ground.

Xiao Mubai was lying on the ground, his head and back covered with a layer of grass and trees, and next to him was the Jewish soldier. Xiao Mubai hid in the grass, counted the number of people nearby, and found that there were no casualties, so he was relieved.

So far, none of the six people in Xiao Mubai's class have been injured, which is to be thankful.

Xiao Mubai was lying on the ground, and when the North Vietnamese army's firepower was intermittent, he suddenly gave the order to open fire.

"Fire!"

Xiao Mubai straightened up, half-squatted and fired in all directions, and the gunfire was instantaneous. Just now, while hiding in the grass, I remembered the location of the machine guns of the North Vietnamese army.

Bullets flew in all directions, each carrying a deadly danger. The shells fell one after another, forming a hill on the ground.

After this wave of attacks, the offensive firepower of the North Vietnamese army weakened considerably.

After firing the shot, Xiao Mubai quickly hid in the grass and began to change the magazine.

Just when Xiao Mubai was lying in the grass, he suddenly noticed the abnormal movement of the grass not far away, his heart tightened, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, picked up the gun, and shot out with a shuttle of bullets.

"Da Da Da!"

The bullet hit the branches and the grass among the bushes, Xiao Mubai heard a few muffled snorts and knew that the effort was not in vain.

However, something unexpected happened.

The Jew, who had just stood up and moved towards that side, to catch the wounded, was hit by a stray bullet and hit in the abdomen. The Jew was shocked and leaned back, blood seeped out, and he fell to the ground with a thud, next to Xiao Mubai.

Xiao Mubai covered the muzzle of the gun with one hand and looked for gauze with the other, when a white man from Florida came over and helped stop the bleeding with gauze.

The Jewish soldier screamed a few times, his breathing became very rapid, he must have hit the lobe of the lung, and within a few seconds he spat blood from his mouth, and he couldn't cover it.

Xiao Mubai pressed the wound, and blood kept coming out.

At this time, the Jewish soldier's breathing became more and more rapid, blood spurted out in large gulps, pupils gradually diverged, his head tilted, his hands hung weakly, and he died.

This Jew, a typical Catholic, a man of good and upright, had been in the first battalion for two years, and it was about time to retire, but now he had died.

He was the first person to die in Xiao Mubai's class, and he will not be the last in the future.

The American soldiers, suffering casualties, hid in the grass, desperately hiding their heads, and slowly moved deeper into the woods.

Sacrifice is inevitable, you can't sit still, Xiao Mubai must fight back.

The North Vietnamese soldiers were spewing fire from their guns, and it was easy to spot their location.

Xiao Mubai and Li Yaoting glanced at each other, and the two made the same tactical moves. Staring in the direction of the muzzle, taking the gun aim, finding a vacancy, Huo Ran got up, aimed at the fire point of the North Vietnamese army, and shot out a grenade.

"Boom!"

As Li Yaoting shot the grenade out, Xiao Mubai's rapid gunfire instantly rang out continuously, just covering Li Yaoting.

"Da Da Da!"

An explosion sounded among the soldiers of the North Vietnamese Army, and the explosion instantly engulfed two soldiers, and in the smoke of fire, two soldiers fell to the ground, and the machine-gun positions were destroyed.

At the gunpoint of Xiao Mubai, two North Vietnamese soldiers were shot and fell in a pool of blood.

Just as Xiao Mubai tried to fight back, Lieutenant Colonel Moore was also attacked.

A bullet hit the lookout scope, but fortunately Lieutenant Colonel Moore was not injured.

At this time, the second wave of sixteen Huey helicopters was about to arrive, and more than 100 reinforcements were about to arrive, and the situation of insufficient troops would be improved.

At the same time, Lieutenant Colonel Moore ordered the air coordinator, in contact with the air force at the base, to carry out air strikes against the North Vietnamese forces in ambush. There are also artillery fire observers, who contact the artillery positions in Falken and provide artillery coverage.

(To be continued)

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