Chapter 36: The Battle of Tongdeng (6)

Chapter 36: The Battle of Tongdeng (6)

Half an hour after the successful sneak attack, we launched another attack on the defense group of Tan.

The reason why we launched another offensive in such a short period of time, and that it started fighting at night, was that we did not want to give the Vietnamese army a chance to breathe.

It is conceivable that the Vietnamese army has just been wiped out by our infantry and tank units between the 16th and 17th heights, and it is very likely that the entire command structure has been destroyed by us. At this time, the morale of the Vietnamese army must have fallen into a trough after the new defeat. The so-called iron is to take advantage of the heat, and to fight is to take advantage of the enemy's illness when we want their lives. Otherwise, after waiting another hour or two, it is very likely that the Vietnamese army will transfer artillery units from other positions or form a new command structure.

As soon as the gunfire had died down for a while, three red 'colored' flares rose again in the sky, followed by a few minutes of rapid artillery fire.

After the explosion, the troops of the three battalions divided into three directions: east, west, and south, and advanced towards the defense group. We fought this battle smoothly, the Vietnamese army's will to fight has been broken, plus a large number of artillery and artillery shells have been blown up, and the command structure has also been almost defeated, so the Vietnamese army in front of us can almost be said to be some stragglers.

It seems that all the fighters have to do is to find out the enemy's firing points one by one in the dark night, and then convey the positions of these firing points to the artillerymen behind them through the walkie-talkie, and the artillerymen can use various artillery to knock out these firing points one by one.

In fact, this is the difference between having a cannon and not having a cannon. If both sides have artillery, neither side dares to fight with confidence*, because they are worried that the other side will calculate their own artillery position based on the trajectory and suppress the artillery fire. But if one side has no artillery or the number and firepower are completely disproportionate, it will be like we are now......

This can no longer be regarded as a charge, but should be said to be a test of the ability of those artillery observers to calculate the position target and whether the artillery can hit accurately.

However, the Vietnamese army can really be said to have fought bravely, and even in this situation they did not retreat, and did not surrender. If it was on the battlefield of the Korean War, facing us was a puppet army or an American army, and if the battle had been fought like this, they would have surrendered or fled long ago. However, those Vietnamese troops still relied on darkness and familiarity with the terrain to run back and forth on various heights to fight guerrilla warfare with us.

However, they have a fatal weakness, that is, in guerrilla warfare, they pay attention to changing places with one gun, or if they can beat it, they will run away if they can't...... However, the purpose of these Vietnamese troops in front of them is to defend the important military stronghold of Tan. Once this military defense group is captured by us, it will allow us to successfully destroy the triangular defense zone composed of Tanmou, Tanlong and Guitun Fort.

Therefore, the Vietnamese army is destined to be inseparable from these heights of Tan, and it can almost be said that they let Tan tie his hands and feet, and cannot really start a guerrilla war with us. So...... It seems that our army only needs to build fortifications as soon as they get a high ground, and they can do it steadily and step by step.

I don't know if other units did this, I did it with my five companies. It is precisely because of this that we can fight easily and quickly, and the casualties are small. Sometimes I think it's a bit good to be old with the Yankees, like I think now...... If you can do it with bullets and shells, you shouldn't pile it with human lives.

Bullets and shells have a price, but human lives have no price. This is a very simple truth, but people in this era do not understand. Because they feel that that is a kind of cowardice and a kind of cowardice, they think that soldiers should not be afraid of sacrifice and bloodshed to rush forward with guns......

Of course, if it was on the battlefield of the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, this sentence may not apply, after all, at that time, logistics supplies were seriously insufficient, and it was common to exchange lives for bullets and shells. But now, ammunition and supplies can be delivered to us in a steady stream from the country, so there is no need to sacrifice the lives of the soldiers.

I led the soldiers of the fifth company all the way to the camp and pulled out the village, and with close cooperation with the artillery, I quickly laid down five high grounds. But because we had to arrange a dozen people to organize a defense on the high ground every time we hit the high ground, the more we fought to the back, the fewer people became, and now there were only about forty people left.

However, it seems that with our attack, there is no big difference in the number of people. But it's just a fire reconnaissance, isn't it? When the enemy's firepower is exposed, a few shots will be fired

However, there were still problems in attacking the last high ground under our mission, one was that our attack seemed to be too fast, and the two wings were 'exposed' under the guns of the Vietnamese army because they were not protected by friendly forces. Second, in the middle of the attack on the high ground, they were overwhelmed by the heavy machine-gun fire of a bunker of the Vietnamese army, and the soldiers of the whole company were crushed in a low-lying area.

The Vietnamese army also knew that this was a critical time for life and death, or maybe because there were enough bullets, so they didn't care about bullets at all, and no matter whether there were people or not, the heavy machine gun just hit "whoosh" and "whoosh", and the bullets kept flying over our heads with a scream.

To be honest, we are very dangerous at this time. The heavy machine guns pinned us down and we couldn't move, and the Vietnamese troops on both flanks rushed here again...... As long as the Vietnamese army threw a few grenades at our position, we could say that the game was over.

"Order artillery cover, give me the bunker at once," I commanded in a loud voice.

The facts are obvious, retreat is not possible, the Vietnamese army pursued us all the way under the cover of the fire of the pillboxes, and when we escaped, almost half of the people were killed.

If you can't escape, you can only move forward; The only way to advance is to blow up the bunkers, and only by quickly blowing up the bunkers can we take advantage of the terrain of the heights to repel the Vietnamese troops who are 'pressing' our troops from the flanks.

"Yes" The fighters responded, and soon two groups of fighters prepared recoilless guns and bazookas, and found their respective positions.

The explosion of the "boom ......" mortar soon sounded, but for the bunker with a thickness of several meters, the mortar shell could only hit an eye on it, but although the bunker could not be blown up, the sound of the machine gun was obviously stagnant.

It was when the machine gun was stalled for a while, and the rocket launcher and recoilless gun appeared almost simultaneously and aimed at the Vietnamese pillbox. Then I heard only two sounds of "boom ......", and two clouds of smoke exploded in front of the bunker.

However, it was clear that neither of these guns had hit the 'firing' hole in the pillbox, as the enemy's machine guns were quickly fired.

The Vietnamese army's bunker repair was very hidden, perhaps the reason why they had fought with the French army and the American army, so they all summed up a set of effective methods. For example, ordinary bunkers are built on the surface of the position, so although there is no problem in building a bunker, it is as conspicuous as a big strawberry standing on a cake. Such a bunker is undoubtedly a good target for the enemy, although the small-caliber artillery cannot blow up the bunker, but if a few shells hit directly, it is not difficult to stun the enemy inside.

However, the construction of the bunkers by the Vietnamese army has been greatly improved, and they do not start from the surface, but dig more than a meter deeper, and then build them higher. Not only are the foundations of such bunkers solid, but only a small area above the 'shot' hole is 'exposed' from the ground. The target is small, so not to mention large-caliber artillery, even recoilless guns and bazookas are difficult to hit.

This is not? The two groups of 'shooters' who had just shot could be said to have a certain level of experience, but their role was nothing more than to kick up a cloud of smoke in front of the bunker.

"Let me come" Seeing this, one of the fighters didn't wait for my order, picked up a blaster and rushed towards the left side of the pillbox.

"Not bad," I nodded to myself, looking at the angle at which the warrior rushed up. It can be seen that he is not a reckless person, because the position he rushed to was exactly the dead end of the enemy's 'shot'.

The warrior walked and stopped in the dark, sometimes crawling forward, sometimes scurrying on his waist, and in a short time he 'pressed' closer, only a dozen meters away from the bunker.

At this point, I couldn't help frowning, because in the warrior's position, there happened to be a protruding rock blocking his way. This meant that he had to risk being discovered by the enemy. This is undoubtedly dangerous, because everyone knows what it means to be aimed by enemy machine gunners at a distance of more than a dozen meters.

But the warrior didn't hesitate to get out. He was very smart, and he didn't stand up at this time, but just lay on the ground and crawled forward slowly.

But in the end, he let the enemy find out, and the hail of bullets 'fired' at him, and in an instant there was a haze of smoke and sand and gravel. The soldier hurried behind the dirt bag on the side, but the enemy's machine gun still bit him. After half a minute, the soldier obviously lost his patience, and jumped out of his hiding place with a "Teng" shot, grabbing the blaster and rushing towards the pillbox. But before he could run a few steps, several bullets hit him in the abdomen. The warrior fell to the ground as soon as he bent over, his whole body bowed in a semicircle.

When it was over, I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart.

After all these years of fighting, I certainly know what it's like to be hit in the abdomen by a bullet, even if it's not a bullet but a fist...... I'm afraid that even a strong person can't afford to take it for a while. What is even more unacceptable is that because the abdomen is not critical, it will not be sacrificed for the time being if it is hit, but will not die after a long period of pain. This is also the cruelty of this kind of torture in ancient times.

But what I didn't expect was that this fighter 'survived'. In my sniper scope, he slowly stretched out his trembling body, then shoved something into his stomach, and then struggled to tie his stomach back with his clothes. Then I realized that what he had just stuffed into his stomach was actually his own intestines......

The Vietnamese machine guns apparently thought the soldier was dead, so they quickly shifted their direction. It also gave him the opportunity to keep climbing. The warrior dragged his trembling body forward...... Crawling...... Unfortunately, more than a meter in front of him, a large rock blocked his view. He dragged his wounded body to the rock, and as soon as he raised his head, a bullet came from somewhere, and he fell in front of the stone with his head tilted.

I thought...... This time he must have been sacrificed, and was about to let another group of fighters go up, but he didn't expect to suddenly see the warrior move again...... He was still like that, crawling towards the pillbox step by step with the blaster.

Not to mention that the Vietnamese machine gunner couldn't believe that he was still alive, even I, who saw this scene with my own eyes, could hardly believe what I saw in front of me. But this is a real reality.

When the soldier climbed to a position about two meters away from the Vietnamese pillbox, he slammed his hands and kicked hard with both feet, and suddenly jumped to the side of the Vietnamese machine gun's 'firing' hole, pulled and quickly ignited the blasting canister and stuffed it in. The Vietnamese army had fought countless battles with the French and the Americans, and all of them had rich combat experience, but they had never seen anyone who would use such a lifeless style of fighting. But the warrior didn't think much of it, and he 'straightened' up and pushed it up with his chest.

At this time, he turned around and shouted at me: "Company commander......"

With a "boom", he had just come to shout out two blasting canisters and exploded, and the soldier was also thrown high by the "wave" of air from the "shooting" hole, and fell past us to the bottom of the mountain

"Kill to avenge Ma Zhanfu," the soldiers shouted slogans, and without waiting for my order, they jumped up from their hiding places and rushed towards the Vietnamese pillbox.

Only then did I know that this warrior was Ma Zhanfu.

I had the illusion that I had seen him somewhere. But I soon figured it out, I didn't see him, but remembered another thing and another person that happened on the battlefield to resist US aggression and aid Korea, that is, Huang Jiguang on the 597.9 highland in Shangganling.

The same on the enemy's high ground, the same soldiers of our army, who did not give up after being wounded several times, used the same 'chest' to block the enemy's gun holes, the same ......

The battle ended shortly after, and one by one the Vietnamese army's heights were trampled under our feet. The only remaining Vietnamese soldiers drilled into the tunnel, and we blocked the entrance of the tunnel, and then mercilessly blew up the mouth of the tunnel with explosives, killing the Vietnamese troops inside.

There were corpses all over the mountains, some of the Vietnamese army and some of our army. There are weapons and ammunition 'medicines' scattered everywhere, some Soviet-style, some American-style, and some Chinese......

Several groups of soldiers with guns carefully searched for remnants of the enemy in the rocky 'holes' and tunnels on the high ground, and several soldiers used bayonets to examine the corpses. There were also migrant workers who came up with them, distinguishing the corpses in the dark, kicking them a few times if they were from the Vietnamese army, and carrying them to the side and lining up in a row, and then sending them down one by one.

There were several surviving soldiers crying loudly, and they didn't know if they were glad that they had survived or sad for their fallen comrades.

At this time, Instructor Xie came up, handed me a few bloody letters, and said, "These letters were left by the comrades who died tonight."

Only then did I remember that when I was in the boot camp, I asked each of them to write a letter and put it on their bodies, or 'hand' it over to their fellow countrymen to take back, or put it on their own bodies.

I silently took the letters, flipped through them casually, and saw that one of the letters had the word "Ma Zhanfu" on it. In order to make it easier to hand over the suicide note to the family and not to make a mistake, the names of the soldiers are left in these letters we wrote.

"Ma Zhanfu ......" Commander Xie said hesitantly: "He is the soldier who just blocked the gun hole of the enemy's pillbox with his 'chest' chamber, he is from Qinghai."

"Hmm" I nodded, opened the envelope with trembling hands, took out the letter that was half red with blood, and carefully unfolded it, it read like this: "

Dear Parents,

In a few days I will take part in the battle to regain the territory of the motherland, and I will be the first glorious troops to participate in the battle.

Please forgive your parents for not consulting with you, mainly because you are old, I am afraid that you will not be able to bear such a lot of pressure, and I am afraid that you will be worried and sad......

If you see this letter, there will be sacrifices, please don't be sad, it is a glorious thing for a son to sacrifice for the country, you must be happy to have such a son, unfortunately I can no longer herd cattle and sheep for my parents, and I can't honor my kind parents......

After I left, I asked my brother to honor my parents on my behalf, and I have Brother Lao. The younger siblings have to go to school and study, and they want to become useful talents for the country......

Bye

Dear Mom and Dad

Unfilial Son: Zhan Fu

Looking at it, my nose couldn't help but sour, and tears almost fell from my eyes. What kind of soldier is this, and in this letter, all I see is his love for his family, his love for his motherland. All he thought, considered, and worried about were his younger siblings, father and mother at home. Didn't say anything about himself, not a word......

I held the letter in my hand, and I felt that it was going to be hot, so hot that I couldn't grasp it tightly, and I felt the urge to throw it away immediately. Because I can't imagine how they will feel when I 'hand' this letter to Ma Zhanfu's family in the future

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I would like to use this chapter to pay tribute to Comrade Ma Zhanfu of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, which contains the true deeds of Comrade Ma Zhanfu.

Pay tribute to the PLA soldiers who once fought in a certain defense group, a total of 456 enemies were killed and 6 were captured. The Vietnamese army captured 10 antiaircraft artillery pieces, 10 antiaircraft machine gun shells, 29 mortars, rocket launchers, and more than 200,000 rounds of various guns and ammunition......