Chapter 82 Observers

Chapter 82 Observers

"Battalion commander! Battalion commander, the more devils are coming up! ”

Just as I was digging the trenches with the soldiers, the nervous cries of observers were heard over the intercom.

"How many are there?" I asked.

"There's a battalion! Ten tanks ......," the observer replied.

"All of them!" I ordered into the walkie-talkie: "The enemy is coming, get ready for battle!" ”

"Yes!" The company commanders answered, and immediately commanded their men to put down their shovels and take up their weapons according to my orders.

I carried a sniper rifle and ran down the slope for a while, then I came to the hilltop position along the 'Jiao' trench, slowly poked my head out and looked down, only to see the Vietnamese devils coming out of the grass and dense forests in groups of three or five, holding 47, light machine guns and other weapons in their hands, and driving towards our army under the cover of ten tanks.

He raised his binoculars and looked at the Vietnamese army, and felt that their attack this time was a little different from yesterday. Yesterday their purpose was just to dig a tunnel to rescue their comrades trapped inside, but today ...... They seem to want to take the 417 heights we are stationing on.

But it's understandable. The 417 Heights, the Kuoma Mountains and the 536 Heights form an iron triangle, which can support and connect with each other, and the 417 Heights fall into our hands, which means that the defense of this iron triangle has been successfully broken by us. What's more, what is even more unacceptable to the Vietnamese army is that as long as our army sets up a few 'Ting' machine guns or mortars on the 417 heights, it can directly threaten the connection between Kuma Mountain and the 536 heights...... I think this is something that the Vietnamese army will never tolerate.

On the other hand, the Vietnamese army also perceived that our army had built positions on the 417 Heights and the 536 Heights to protect the left and right flanks of the 417 Heights. Therefore, they also know very well that it is impossible to sit back and wait for our army to retreat as they did yesterday.

As a result, a battle for the heights was destined to be staged on the 417 heights.

By this time, the rain had stopped, and a little bit of sunlight was shining in the sky. I raised my binoculars and looked at Mount Kuma and the 536 Heights, the main peaks of the two highlands looming in the mist. I couldn't help frowning, the visibility was high, and it seemed that there were only disadvantages and no benefits for the defense of 417 Heights. Both heights are condescending to the 417 heights, and they will undoubtedly provide strong fire cover for the charging Vietnamese troops. In particular, the 536 Heights are similar to the 417 Heights, and the straight-line distance is only more than 1,000 meters, and a 'strong' light machine gun can be set up on the 417 Heights directly.

This should be very comfortable for the Vietnamese army, because it means that they can be on an equal footing with us without much effort. In other words, the Vietnamese army occupied an inclined plane and a hilltop position on the 417 heights, while our troops could only occupy another inclined plane. In addition, the Vietnamese army has complete tunnel fortifications, but our army is not in a hurry to build tunnels at all, so the situation is obviously unfavorable to our army.

"Woo......" With a whistling sound, the Vietnamese army began.

I don't know where the shells came from, it seems that there are all in the direction of Kuma Mountain, the foot of the 417 Heights and the 536 Heights, obviously the Vietnamese army has made sufficient preparations for this attack and tried to succeed in one blow.

I hurriedly retracted my head, put away my binoculars, carried my rifle, and walked diagonally along the 'crossing' trench.

The preparation time for fire of the Vietnamese army was not long, only a short three minutes. I think this may have something to do with the need for the Vietnamese army to save ammunition and medicine. After all, at this time, our army's offensive was in full swing, and the entire city of Lang Son, including its outer heights, had been besieged by our regiments. The Vietnamese troops in Lang Son no longer have any support from the outside world, and their ammunition and ammunition are already in a state of fighting a little less. In addition, the Vietnamese army also knew that our army was just arranging a few observers on the hilltop position, so they would not be stupid enough to 'waste' a large amount of ammunition and 'medicine' for those few people.

"Area One!" The voice of an observer was heard over the intercom.

As soon as Zhu Jixing gave the order, several 'gates' of mortars "soar......ed" and "fired" a series of shells, and an explosion and the cheers of observers were heard from the opposite side of the high ground.

Zhu Jixing and several other artillery observers divided the inclined plane of the Vietnamese army into pieces in advance, and divided the areas according to the numbers for the observers to write down, and then allocated mortars and adjusted the Zhu Yuan according to these areas. When the Vietnamese army rushed to the position, as long as there were more enemies gathered in the area, the observer would report the area number...... The shells quickly passed.

So I only listened to the observers on the hilltop position and happily constantly reported the serial number:

"Area Four! Kombat ...... Hit it! Fight hard......"

"Area Six! There are more than a dozen...... Well played! Seven or eight were killed in one blow! ”

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Time passed minute by minute, but the observers on the hilltop position still had no intention of withdrawing, so I couldn't help asking: "Where is the enemy?" ”

"We're almost at the top of the mountain!" The observer responded.

"Then you won't retreat quickly?" I couldn't help but scold: "What are you still doing up there?" Evacuate! ”

The "battalion commander......" observer did not carry out my order as usual, but said weakly: "I can't get down, just let me stay here!" Area 3...... Kombat ! ”

There was another burst of cannonballs, and the observers laughed over the walkie-talkie.

"Why can't you come down?" Hearing this, I couldn't help but shout on the walkie-talkie in a hurry: "I order you to withdraw from the position immediately!" ”

"Battalion commander!" The observer's voice replied with a weak voice: "My feet have been blown off by the Yue devils, and my comrades have also been sacrificed, so you ...... Let me die with them! ”

"Why didn't you say it sooner!" I couldn't help but be shocked when I heard this, and shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Someone is closest to the position at the top of the mountain, carry him down for me immediately......"

I gave the order as I ran towards the top of the hill myself.

But it was already too late, and before I had even run a few steps, I saw that the Vietnamese army had already emerged from the ridge line in groups of 350,000 people.

I only heard the observer shouting over the intercom: "Area Zero, Area Zero...... Comrades! Bye! ”

Then I heard a loud bang, and a cloud of fire and smoke erupted from the hilltop position, and I couldn't help but stop, knowing that the observers had pulled off the explosives bag and were killed with the enemy.

It should be said that if the observer had reported his injury on the intercom earlier, we would have had a good chance of getting him off the mountain, but he did not do so. I know what he's thinking, and the reason he's doing this is because he doesn't want to come back alive after seeing that his comrades have died on the hilltop position. More importantly, he also wanted to avenge those comrades-in-arms and even himself, and he wanted to see those Vietnamese soldiers killed by our shells. So...... He had been deliberately hiding his injuries from the beginning.

From an outsider's point of view, his sacrifice is completely unnecessary, because I will send another observer to the position to guide the artillery bombardment, and the result can also cause considerable casualties to the Vietnamese army, so this observer is actually a kind of suicide to put it bluntly, and his sacrifice becomes a senseless casualty.

But...... But I don't think his sacrifice was meaningless. Because a warrior is just a warrior, they are also a person, a living person with flesh and blood, and feelings. That's why he thinks about avenging his comrades, so he is unwilling to live alone after his comrades are sacrificed, so he deliberately hides his injuries......

"Boom!" The sound of the explosion of the cannonballs made me realize that I was still on the battlefield, and I hurriedly lowered myself and hid in the trenches.

The explosives bag that the observer sounded was like a fuse, and the battle for each other soon began on the ridge line of the hilltop position. Mortar shells were fired from the 536 heights and Kuma Mountain to our positions, but it is obvious that the Vietnamese army has not yet grasped the specific location of our army's position, and our army's fortifications have also been consolidated, so this shell will not cause us much damage, but only create some momentum for those Vietnamese troops who charge at our army.

Under the cover of these shells, the Vietnamese troops emerged from the hilltop positions in rows, and then condescendingly charged at our troops. The quality of their individual soldiers is indeed good, and the formation between them is between group and scattered. To put it simply, it is more dispersed than the crowded group charge of our soldiers, but it is denser than the stragglers of the US army......

I believe that the reason for this phenomenon is that the Vietnamese army was influenced by both China and the United States. But no matter what formation they use, the Vietnamese army will have to pay a heavy price if they want to break through the front of our army's defensive line. Even in the era of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, when our army was still using the old rifle of Mosin Nagant, this anti-slope position could make the US military with aircraft and artillery helpless, not to mention that the Vietnamese army in front of us now does not have aircraft, and even if there is artillery, we can press and fight.

This is not? I saw that the Vietnamese soldiers came out of the hilltop position in rows, and soon fell under the guns of our soldiers.

The three-year War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea has made me very familiar with the application of anti-slope tactics, although the parameters of modern weapons are somewhat different from those of that time, for example, the standard weapon used by our army's infantry during the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea was Mosin Nagant, which had a long range, a high degree of precision, and a low rate of fire, but now it uses a short-range, low-precision, and fast-paced.47 But this change does not affect my firepower configuration for anticline positions.

Except for the two squads under the ridge line to rely on the tunnel to defend, I did not arrange any firepower within 200 meters from the hilltop position. The reason is that this distance is in the range of the Vietnamese army condescendingly throwing grenades from the top of the mountain, although the power of the grenade is not large, but as a soldier can carry four or five individual weapons, once dropped, it is also in pieces, and the power will not be inferior to long-range artillery. In addition, the Vietnamese army can lie on the top of the hill and throw it down without revealing the target, so it is definitely a wise move to avoid this area.

Two hundred meters away is the focus of the firepower of the anti-slope position, which is somewhat different from the period of the Korean War, during the period of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, the focus of firepower was Mosin Nagant, which was far away, and the submachine guns in the front row were only for the enemy's crowd to rush closer, so that they could kill and injure the enemy in large quantities. Right now...... Because of the change in the parameters of the standard weapon, the focus of firepower has undoubtedly shifted to 47.

The soldiers of the three companies were divided into three lines of defense and were respectively arranged on the wide slope of the 417 heights, and once the battle began, the 47 in the hands of the soldiers would naturally form an upper, middle, and lower three-dimensional bullet rain that was also 'crossed' left and right, and poured towards the impact formation of the Vietnamese army.

Although the 'precision' of the 'firing' range of the 47 is not enough, it is difficult to hit the target at a distance of 300 meters, but it focuses on the number rather than the 'precision', isn't it? Hundreds of 47 roared at the Vietnamese army at the same time, and the bullets flew straight towards the Vietnamese army like dense locusts.

In some respects, this style of play is indeed correct, because although the 47 is fast in 'shooting', what it lacks is 'precision', and in addition, the Vietnamese army's condescending and 'exposed' targets on the hilltop position are very small. In this situation, 47 seemed helpless against the Vietnamese army, but what the Vietnamese army did not expect was that in addition to 47, there were also 'shooting' groups with sniper rifles and 56 and a half in our defensive line......

The 'shooting' team originally had only four sniper rifles, but in the previous battles they picked up four more from the pile of dead bodies, so that a 'shooting' team of only 14 people had eight sniper rifles, which also made my battalion sniper unit gradually take shape. The soldiers who had just gotten their hands on the sniper rifle were excited to get their hands on the new guns, and this was where they came in. After only a burst of "bang" gunshots, the fire organized on the hilltop position caused them to fall one after another in a pool of blood. They moved so fast that I didn't even need to do it.

Actually, I didn't do it intentionally, I think that with such a good opportunity to fight now, I should let them get familiar with the new weapons in their hands and apply the sniping skills taught to them during training.

The last layer of defense on the anticline is the long-range machine guns and mortars. It's just that so far these seem to be useless, and we were able to easily repel the two charges launched by the Vietnamese army with only the 47 and 'shooting' teams in the hands of the soldiers.

The Vietnamese also seemed to realize that such a charge would do nothing but increase their casualties, so after dropping hundreds of corpses, they gathered their troops on their own slopes.

So there was a dramatic scene on the battlefield, on this 417 height, a battalion of the Vietnamese army occupied one side of the slope, and our army occupied the other side of the slope. Although the two sides are close at hand, neither can help the enemy on the other side.

"Give!" When the fighting stabilized, people from my hometown came up and handed me a cigarette.

I took it and exclaimed, "Yo ho! It's a smoke...... Greater China! Where did it come from? ”

While striking a match for me, the hometown snorted and said, "It's also annoying, this is from the Yue devil!" it, it's rare for us to 'smoke' this cigarette......"

I can only smile bitterly when I hear this, there are too many such things in Vietnam. China's assistance to Vietnam can be said to be unselfish, and no matter what kind of weapons and equipment or food supplies, they are all selected and supplied to Vietnam. In the most difficult period, even if he tightened his 'trousers' belt, he had to send a whole truck of rice to Vietnam, and his own troops were still using 56 and a half, but they sent 56 submachine guns to Vietnam.

But now, we have to fight a wolf that we have raised and pay for the precious lives of our warriors......

"Battalion commander!" Leaning on the trench and exhaling a long puff of smoke, the hometown people said with some worry: "If we give the anticline of the 417 heights to the Vietnamese army like this, will the chief of staff be unhappy?" ”

"I hope not!" I sighed and said, "With no progress in the battle between Kuma Mountain and 536 Heights, it is almost impossible to completely control 417 Heights. ”

"Hmm!" The hometown nodded approvingly: "It's already good that the battle can be fought like this." Most of us are new recruits, and all of them have been rolling on the battlefield for decades, and we can still kill them like this, and my heart is happy! I've known you're a connoisseur......"

"You don't come!" I said disdainfully: "Who is the one who confined me in the new barracks?" ”

"Eh...... Don't wronged me! The hometown raised his eyebrows and pretended to be aggrieved: "You almost killed me that night, do you know?" Are you embarrassed to say? If you had been kicked home to farm according to the discipline of the army, you would still be able to be a battalion commander here? ”

"Cut ......," I laughed, "Do you think being a battalion commander would be better than farming at home?" You'd better kick me home and farm!" ”

The people in my hometown were speechless when I said this, and it took a long time for them to look at me and smile.

In fact, I know very well that my mentality at this time is completely different from that of modern me. If it were in modern times, maybe I would have preferred to go home and farm to avoid the war, but for now...... I found that I could no longer do without the troops, from this battlefield, and even more so from my comrades......

"Battalion commander!" Just as my hometown and I were hiding in the trenches and leisurely spitting out the fog, a correspondent hurriedly ran to me and reported: "The chief of staff called, saying that it was ...... Let you go back to the regiment headquarters for a meeting! ”

"What?" Hearing this, my hometown and I couldn't help but be stunned, and we both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

At this time, I was still commanding the battle on the 417 heights, and the Vietnamese army would attack again at any time, so it didn't seem appropriate to transfer me, the battalion commander, back to a meeting.

But what I'm worried about is not this, in fact, the battle on the 417 Heights has been relatively stable at this time, and it doesn't make much difference whether I'm here or not, not to mention that I can also command through walkie-talkies after I get off the ground. What I'm worried about is that this chief of staff won't really want me to gnaw down the 417 Heights as the people in my hometown say!