Chapter 66: Early Morning

"Boom!"

A grenade was thrown and landed among the North Vietnamese soldiers, exploding with a bang, and a ball of fire burst open.

This point of fire exposed the North Vietnamese soldiers, and immediately the American soldiers opened fire.

In the darkness of the night, I only saw the black shadow staggering and falling.

The offensive of the North Vietnamese Army this time was very fierce, and it should be said that it was the most ferocious in the past.

I don't know how many people participated in the battle, but I remember the dense tongues of fire under the dark night, and each tongue of fire represents a person.

From more than four o'clock in the morning until more than six o'clock in the morning, the battle lasted two hours.

Xiao Mubai doesn't know how many times he has changed his magazine, how many times he has changed his guns, and how many people he has killed.

When dawn passed, the last rays of darkness of the night faded, and the sky returned to its same gray color.

The sun rises from the horizon, and the morning sun is warm and warm, shining on people like a warm bath.

Everyone was exhausted, and the two-hour battle was exhausting for the American soldiers.

Anyone who is disturbed in his sleep at four o'clock in the morning has to participate in this brutal battle.

Dark circles, unshaven beard, and malaise, this is Xiao Mubai at this time, which is the common characteristic of all American soldiers.

The smoke had not yet cleared, and the smell of battle remained in the air.

Once again, Xiao Mubai and they repelled the attack of the North Vietnamese army.

The casualties in this raid were huge, not only of the North Vietnamese army, but also of the American army.

The corpses of the North Vietnamese were scattered all around, leaving many in the open area on the riverbank, lying in various ways.

On the battlefield, the land that had been bombed was like being plowed by a mad cow, and there were magazines and shells scattered everywhere.

Blood stained the land, and shredded flesh was scattered everywhere, and there was red-dyed gauze, and exploding steel helmets.

The morning sun shone brightly, and the entire battlefield was bathed in gold, and the blood seemed to fade.

At this time, all the soldiers were tired, some of them went to rest and replenish their energy, and the other part was fighting spirits, dealing with the corpses of their comrades.

There is also a part of the people in the second platoon, who are maintaining vigilance.

Xiao Mubai was silent, and at this moment he was on guard with a whole platoon of soldiers, staring at all directions of the woods.

Less than two meters in front of Xiao Mubai, a North Vietnamese soldier fell to the ground, as if asleep.

Xiao Mubai clearly saw that his face was all East Asian yellow race, and he was as young as him.

An AK47 was scattered there, half of the butt of the rifle was buried in the sand, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed in the direction of Xiao Mubai.

This soldier died under Xiao Mubai's gun, and he was just one step away from rushing over.

That step is like a moat.

At this time, someone suddenly came and patted Xiao Mubai on the shoulder.

"Colonel!"

Xiao Mubai turned around and saw that the person who came turned out to be Colonel Moore, the supreme commander of more than 300 US troops.

"Sergeant! How's it going over here? Colonel Moore was looking through a telescope.

"They all seem to have gone to sleep." Xiao Mubai was also confused, he had just repelled the attack, and he shouldn't have come over yet.

Colonel Moore watched, listening attentively.

Xiao Mubai was lying on the mound, but his eyes were on air defense, thinking about Colonel Moore.

At this time, Colonel Moore put down his binoculars, took the gun aim, and suddenly opened fire and fired a test shot, and the bullet hit the woods.

Xiao Mubai was awakened, raised his head and took a gun to shoot, but he was a little puzzled when he saw the scene in the field, and there was clearly no enemy in front of him.

Suddenly, as if agreed, someone came out of the bushes, and it was the North Vietnamese army who had been ambushed.

"Da Da Da!"

The North Vietnamese soldiers jumped to their feet, ran out of the grass, and quickly charged this way, the distance had become very close, as if they were about to start a hand-to-hand battle.

Yes, it's white-knuckle warfare, white-knuckle warfare when bayonets see red.

A bayonet glittering with cold light stabbed at it, and on top of it was a deadly cold blade.

"Get on the bayonet!"

Xiao Mubai shouted and casually installed the bayonet on it.

The bayonet is red, the brave wins when the narrow road meets, and the bayonet is always the weapon of the brave.

Xiao Mubai certainly did not lack courage.

Rising from the mound and, under the order of battle, charged towards the North Vietnamese army.

Facing the North Vietnamese army that was charging over, blocked, a strong force came, and then stabbed diagonally, stabbing into the heart.

The bayonet stabbed into the flesh, and Xiao Mubai felt the feeling, like stabbing into pork.

Facing the soldiers of the North Vietnamese Army, Xiao Mubai could clearly see his face, and the pores on the beams were also clearly visible.

Xiao Mubai saw the corner of his mouth twitch, and then a trace of blood flowed down from his mouth. He didn't seem to be dead yet, still resisting, holding Xiao Mubai's gun tightly with both hands.

Xiao Mubai stirred fiercely, and the bayonet pierced deeply.

Then finally, the North Vietnamese soldier's body was weak for a while, and his pupils dilated and slowly fell.

Xiao Mubai killed him and started another target.

Holding the butt of the gun, aiming at the head and smashing the butt of the gun, Xiao Mubai seemed to hear the sound of the steel helmet cracking.

The North Vietnamese soldier was blindfolded, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground.

A North Vietnamese soldier rushed forward and pointed his bayonet at Colonel Moore, who was fighting someone else and did not notice it.

At the critical moment, Xiao Mubai caught a glimpse of the M16 rifle muzzle aiming, and suddenly opened fire.

"Dada!"

The bullet hit the North Vietnamese soldier's helmet, pierced the helmet and hit the head, and then flew out of the back of the head, piercing the steel helmet in succession, and splashing with a stream of blood.

“GOOD!”

The colonel who reacted was still calm, and gave Xiao Mubai a thumbs up.

Xiao Mubai grinned, revealing his white teeth, and started the next one.

In this way, Xiao Mubai killed many people with bayonets, and his strength seemed to be exhausted.

A North Vietnamese soldier moved, he was stabbed in the abdomen, and now he only had one breath left.

His hand fumbled, and he pulled out a white phosphorus bomb, then unscrewed the tab and threw it to the side.

Suddenly, Xiao Mubai had a very bad premonition in his heart, and when he looked back, he saw a thick smoke rising, and a white phosphorus bomb was thrown there, and it was very close to it.

Xiao Mubai was horrified in his heart, and he fell to the side in an instant.

"Lie down!"

Xiao Mubai only shouted, his body flew out and fell into the grass, and then rolled into the dirt pit.

At the same time, the white phosphorus bomb exploded.

"Boom!"

White phosphorus rains down and covers a wide area around it.

Xiao Mubai just hid in the pit and escaped, only a little white phosphorus flew over, and in an instant, it attached to his body and burned wildly.

Xiao Mubai was frightened, he had never been in such a hurry, he was at a loss and slapped it with his hands, and only halfway through the shoot did he remember that this was undoubtedly death, and then he dug some dirt with his hands indiscriminately and covered it.

Fortunately, there was only a little white phosphorus, and Xiao Mubai wiped it out at once.

However, Xiao Mubai's luck does not mean that others are lucky.

At this moment, an American soldier was recruited.

The white phosphorus bomb exploded, and his face and body were all covered in it, and now he was lying on the ground struggling, and he was screaming heartbreakingly, which sounded very penetrating.

"Ahh

(To be continued)

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