Chapter 129: Artillery Position

Chapter 129: Artillery Position

With a "poof...... stab, the stab was 'inserted' into his throat from the bottom up and cut into his vocal cords without any defense.

Although I didn't study anatomy, I knew that the vocal cords were the vocal organs of the human body, and if they were cut off, they would not be able to make any sound no matter how hard they tried. So I didn't pause, and as soon as I 'drawn' the spur, I turned to another Vietnamese soldier.

Another Vietnamese soldier just reacted at this time, and just opened his mouth to shout, but I covered his mouth and pressed it to the ground, and the soldier followed and pierced his heart.

The third Vietnamese soldier I met was carrying a cartridge cartridge cartridge, and his reaction was also fast, knowing that he was not in a hurry to pick up the gun, he directly picked up the cartridge cartridge on his shoulder and threw it at me...... Just the weight of the box made him move very slowly, which gave me enough time to dodge the box and press his left hand to the ground......

I was about to kill him with a knife, but I reached out and covered his mouth with a thought. It's important for us to be able to catch a live one at this time. Soon a soldier took a rag and gagged him in the mouth, and fired his gun to tie him up to death.

The soldiers also pounced on the other enemies at the moment of my move, and with a dull grunt and the sound of blades entering the 'flesh', the rest of the Vietnamese army collapsed one by one. The Vietnamese army was all artillerymen, and the quality of their individual soldiers was not high, so we didn't have much effort to get rid of them.

There was a sudden burst of gunfire ...... beside us, and despite our careful planning, one of the Vietnamese soldiers pulled the trigger before dying.

This can't be blamed on the soldiers, I know one thing very well when I came down from the battlefield to resist US aggression and aid Korea, that is, before dying, people will have convulsions all over their bodies because of pain or fright, and their fingers will naturally bend. This means that if any of the Vietnamese soldiers keep their fingers on the trigger, no matter how fast the soldiers are, it will inevitably make the Vietnamese army pull the trigger......

The sound of the gun startled the soldiers, and Shunzi stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, and it was Junzi who was responsible for the Vietnamese soldier who pulled the trigger. However, at this time, the soldiers did not care to blame him at all, and each dragged the corpses, ammunition and medicine boxes of the Vietnamese soldiers into the houses on both sides, and then took off the sapper shovels and shoveled some dirt to cover the blood stains on the street with three strokes.

With my order, all the soldiers on the street, except for a few Vietnamese interpreters and Hu Shaowen, hid in the houses and closed the 'doors' of the houses.

The interpreters were also clever, and soon took out their cigarettes and lit them with each other. Then he muttered Vietnamese as he slowly walked forward with a gun in hand......

"Enemy Spotting!" The intercom heard the voice of Alziri's report: "Six o'clock direction, five enemies!" I guess I heard the gunshots. ”

"Hold on!" I ordered, "Don't shoot until you have to!" ”

At this time, we were hiding five members of the 'shooting' team on the commanding heights, and if I were to get rid of those five Vietnamese troops, it would be a no-brainer. But I don't want to do that, because the result of that will do us nothing good but expose us prematurely.

"Yes!" Alziri answered.

The sound of hurried footsteps soon came, and then the five Vietnamese soldiers appeared in our sight, and they took a few more flashlights at the interpreters, and then asked a few more questions, as if they did not see any flaws, and quickly walked away.

It is said that when the battle was so 'fierce', it was really common for a few gunshots to be heard, so those Vietnamese soldiers did not take it to heart.

As soon as the Vietnamese army walked away, Shunzi and several soldiers couldn't wait to pry open the wooden box, and then exclaimed: "Battalion commander......"

I took a flashlight and shone two shells in each box. Although I am not a scientist, I am not wrong to see that this shell has a striking red 'color', and it should be a poison gas bomb.

"Immediately bury these gas bombs!" I ordered: "Don't let the Vietnamese army find out, bury it deeper, so as not to have an accidental explosion." ”

"Yes!" The soldiers answered, and without saying a word, they swung their sapper shovels on the spot.

After a while, Li Zhifu and others, who were lying in ambush on another street, also rushed back, and when they heard that we had successfully intercepted the Vietnamese army's poison gas bombs, they couldn't help but be excited.

Li Zhifu leaned up and said, "Battalion commander, what should we do next?" ”

I couldn't help frowning when I heard this, yes! What's next? We had not much time left, and if the Vietnamese troops transporting poison gas bombs did not return to the artillery positions on time, they would soon arouse the suspicion of the Vietnamese army, and they would only have to make a phone call to the bank and ask ...... You'll know there's something wrong with that.

But what can I do? I have no choice but to intercept these gas bombs now, and I have not even thought about what to do next......

At this time, I could only turn my eyes to the only living mouth left in this battle, and the soldiers also turned their eyes to him, and the Vietnamese soldier couldn't help but shudder.

"Hu Shaowen!"

"Here!" Hu Shaowen answered softly, and soon appeared in front of me.

I casually pulled out the bloodstained military thorn and shook it in front of the Vietnamese soldier, and said, "You should have seen me kill people just now!" If you dare to shout, I promise I'll 'stick' this thing down your throat before you do, do you understand? ”

As I spoke, Hu Shaowen translated my words to him, and the Vietnamese soldier had witnessed me cleanly finish off two Vietnamese soldiers and then capture him in the blink of an eye, so after listening to these words, his eyes were full of fear, and he nodded nervously.

I couldn't help but feel a little relieved when I saw him like this, no matter how heroic the army was, there would be some people who were greedy for life and afraid of death, and the troops of the Yue Devil would certainly be no exception. It seems that I had good luck this time and caught a more obedient tongue. However, this does not seem to be surprising, the artillery is not used to seeing blood and death like the infantry, and most of what they usually do is to change positions after a few shots, and rarely fight the enemy face-to-face, so the endurance is naturally much worse.

In order to increase the deterrent effect, I deliberately used a military thorn to pick the rags in the mouths of the Vietnamese army, and asked coldly: "Where are your artillery positions?" ”

"In ......" The Vietnamese army hesitated, but as soon as they saw the military thorn in my hand, they hurriedly replied: "...... in Lang Son Middle School"

"At Lang Son Secondary School?" Hearing this, several interpreters couldn't help but be puzzled and said: "But we have already been to that place, and there is no artillery ...... in the dark area."

"Are you kidding us?" I stared at the Vietnamese prisoners fiercely.

The Vietnamese prisoner shuddered, shook his head like a 'wave' drum and said, "No, no...... Our artillery has already made you almost beat, and there are only a dozen 'guns' left to 'fire' gas bombs, so we are well hidden, all hidden in the bunker to be camouflaged, and we have never fired a cannon all this time, so you can't find ......."

I thought it made some sense, so I asked, "How did you get into the bank?" ”

"...... with a code"

"What code?"

The Vietnamese prisoners may also know that the stakes are high, so they hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to say it, so I smiled and said: "You just 'exposed' the artillery position, in fact, you have betrayed your motherland, since you have betrayed, it makes no difference whether it is so much or a little less." What do you think? Besides...... You should also know how powerful our artillery is, and since you have 'exposed' the location of your artillery positions, do you think that your artillery can still be preserved and used to fire poison gas bombs? ”

After listening to my words, the Vietnamese prisoner lowered his head in despair, and it took a long time before he spit out a few words: "Protect the country, poisonous wolf." ”

"Protector, poisonous wolf?" I couldn't help but smile when I heard this, this password is good, and I use a poisonous wolf to protect the country...... Only this time, I think what country are you still protecting?

I glanced at Li Zhifu, Li Zhifu nodded knowingly, and walked towards the prisoner, no matter how stupid the prisoner was, he understood what we were going to do, and immediately let out a 'chaos' scream. Of course, Hu Shaowen was too lazy to translate these words, but even if they didn't translate, I knew that the Vietnamese army was blaming us for not being trustworthy or something......

But what he didn't expect was that I never said that I would spare his life if he told the truth, and if he was smart enough, he should have thought that we were a force that had infiltrated behind enemy lines to carry out missions, and it was impossible for us to stay alive in this situation.

The sound stopped abruptly, and all that remained was a faint "gurgling" sound, like a struggle and crying in extreme pain, but all sounds were ruthlessly blocked down the throat by a sharp metal......

I have to admit that at this time, I still felt a little guilty about the very cooperative Vietnamese soldier in my heart, but as soon as I turned my eyes to the batch of poison gas bombs that were being buried in the ground by our army, all the guilt in my heart disappeared.

Do you know what these devils want to do? They wanted to hit our troops with these gas bombs, and they wanted to use these gas bombs to kill and injure thousands of our troops, while I was still here feeling guilty for killing a Vietnamese prisoner......

"Li Zhifu!"

"Here!"

I asked: "Is there anyone in our unit who will know how to calculate coordinates to guide artillery bombing?" ”

"I will ......" At this time, two of the three interpreters arranged for me by Staff Officer Li stood up: "The two of us were originally from the artillery unit, so if the battalion commander has any tasks, just arrange!" ”

"Hmm!" Hearing this, I couldn't help but secretly praise, it seems that this guy Staff Officer Li is really not simple, and he even thought of this.

At this time, I didn't have time to think about it, so I said to one of them: "Find the location of Lang Son Middle School immediately, and then guide artillery fire to cover the entire Lang Son Middle School, the sooner the better." This is directly related to the question of whether the Vietnamese army has 'fired' poison gas bombs from artillery, so your task is very important, understand? ”

"Understood!" The warrior didn't hesitate for a moment.

Then I added: "I'll give you a communications soldier, but the Vietnamese army is likely to monitor the radio signal, and once the radio line number is detected, it is very likely that it will also interfere immediately, and you must report the coordinates and the information of the poison gas bomb in the bank to your superiors as quickly as possible, can you do it?" ”

"Yes!" The soldier puffed up his chest and replied, "Please rest assured, battalion commander, I promise to complete the mission!" ”

"Hmm!" I nodded and wordlessly patted him on the shoulder.

In fact, there is something I didn't tell him, and contacting my superiors in this situation is actually 'exposing' my position. If he leaves immediately after revealing his position, there may be a chance of survival. But he couldn't leave, because he had to correct the coordinates to guide the shells into the right place...... So obviously, after he successfully completed the mission, there was basically no chance of survival.

"Battalion commander! I understood...... "The interpreter and the messenger saluted me, and then walked out of the street without looking back, leaving me alone and standing still.

"What's their name?" I asked.

That's when I realized that I wasn't a good commander, because I hadn't memorized their names until then.

"The translator's name is Li Zhenshen!" Wu Zuohui replied: "It is a soldier of the first battalion and the second company of the artillery regiment of my division. ”

"The correspondent's name is Zhao Jian." Li Zhifu said: "Before the war, it was just added to our company, and it was less than ten days before and after......"

"Hmm!" Looking at their departing backs, I nodded heavily, silently remembering the names of the two warriors.

After a long while, I turned to Li Zhifu and said: "Let the soldiers search out all the documents in the corpses of the Vietnamese soldiers just in case, and pay special attention to the officer's documents, which must not be left behind!" ”

"Yes!" Although the soldiers did not know what I was going to do next, they were invincible under my command from the first battle of the country, and they had a blind obedience to me over time. So he didn't ask too much, turned around and turned around and turned out all the documents in the corpse of the Vietnamese army.

The sound of gunfire still came from the periphery, but the street in front of us was not affected much because it was still some distance from the battle line, and only occasionally rushed through the street with a group of Vietnamese troops or a few military vehicles.

It's just that the Vietnamese soldiers who are running back and forth on the streets do not notice that there are dozens of pairs of eyes staring at them in the houses on both sides of the street. It could even be said that we could kill them in the center of the street at any time if we wanted to......

But we obviously won't do that, because we have more important tasks to do.

Suddenly, there was a whistling of cannonballs in the sky, followed by explosions and tremors from the northeast, and even the dust on the roof was shaken off in pieces.

Then I listened to Alziri's report on the walkie-talkie: "It's a 'cannon'!" It is the direction of Lang Son Elementary School, and it is well played! It was blown into a fiery ......"

"I'll be back in the team right away!" I impatiently interrupted Alziri's lyricism.

After a while, all the members of the 'shooting' team returned to the unit according to my order, and I waited for more than ten minutes by looking at my watch, and then at the sound of the order, the soldiers came out of the civilian houses and deliberately ran in a scattered formation in the direction of the bank.

The small street where we were located was not far from the bank, and after a while, we came to the checkpoint outside the bank, and the Vietnamese soldiers guarding the checkpoint shouted at us: "Protect the country......

"Poisonous wolf!" Wu Zuohui replied loudly in Vietnamese, and then shouted loudly as he ran towards the checkpoint in a panic: "Quick! Go and report it...... The artillery position was shelled by the Chinese army, and only a dozen of our 'guns' escaped, and our superiors ordered us to immediately carry ammunition and 'medicine'. The sooner the better, and if it's slow, there's no hurry......"

The Vietnamese soldiers guarding the checkpoint knew that something was wrong as soon as they heard it, so they hurriedly turned around and ran back to the bank to report.

I am not worried that the Vietnamese army will not be fooled, because it is a fact that the Vietnamese artillery positions were attacked by our army, and at this time the ghost knows whether there are really more than a dozen 'guns' that escaped. Call the artillery command and ask? I'm afraid that the artillery command will have been bombarded into the sky a long time ago. Moreover, now that time is pressing, there is no room for the Vietnamese army to investigate clearly.

Isn't it? If more than a dozen 'cannons' really escaped and were anxious to save their lives with poison gas bombs, if anyone who did not fire shells and missed the fighters, they would not even be able to save their own 'lives'.

It was precisely for this reason that the Vietnamese soldiers guarding the checkpoint lifted the barbed wire fence with wooden forks and let us in without even asking.

After passing the first hurdle very smoothly, I led the soldiers to run in silently until I came to the big 'gate' of the bank. At this time, a Vietnamese officer with a helmet hurriedly walked out from inside, and shouted something at Wu Zuohui, who was the leader, and Wu Zuohui reached out and took out the documents in his arms and handed them over.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but secretly say that it was dangerous, but fortunately, I had asked the soldiers to search for the documents in those corpses in advance, so that the Vietnamese army would believe that we were the artillery unit, otherwise I was afraid that we would fall short at this time.

The Vietnamese army officer may have been 'confused' by this sudden situation, so he didn't carefully check whether the avatar in the document was the same person as Wu Zuohui. But then it's really not an easy task, first of all, the photo in the document can be taken a few years ago, and secondly, the document will inevitably be damaged and stained in the battle, and the people who have fought on the battlefield again are all covered with blood and black cannon fodder, who can still match the photo with someone in this dark night?

The officer took the document and looked at it and found no flaws, so he returned the document to Wu Zuohui, and then waved his big hand and shouted to signal us to hurry up and go in.

Finally in! When I stepped through the bank's door, I could barely control my ecstasy. The fighters were similar, and I even saw the muscles and flesh on Li Zhifu's face constantly 'twitching'......

But in the end, I still forced this 'agitation' to suppress, and I kept telling myself in my heart: "You must hold on, victory is not far ahead!" ”