Chapter Ninety-Seven: Rocket Artillery

"Boom ......" Zhu Jixing quickly organized our mortars to fire shells at the depth of the 279 heights, and after a while, the Vietnamese army's artillery suppression of our army weakened. Then, under a burst of heavy machine gun fire, the firepower on the top of the 279 Heights quickly weakened.

With this happening, our army quickly gained the upper hand, and the soldiers rushed to the 279 heights with their weapons waved with a roar. The fighters of the first battalion also took advantage of this opportunity to 'insert' their flanks from the 279th height......

At this time, I couldn't help frowning, it seemed that victory came too quickly. It should be said that the artillery of our army did not hit the main force of the Vietnamese army, and I just used some mortars to suppress the artillery fire of the Vietnamese army.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but order into the walkie-talkie: "Slow down the attack and carefully observe the enemy's situation!" ”

"Yes!" Although the soldiers did not know why I had given this order suddenly, they still carried out the order and slowed down the troops.

However, the troops of the 1st battalion of our troops were not slow, and they still rushed towards the anticline of the Vietnamese army while smashing the submachine guns in their hands loudly.

I secretly said in my heart that it was not good! But at this time, it was too late to inform the commander of the first battalion, so he hurriedly ordered into the walkie-talkie: "Immediately signal the comrades of the second battalion to slow down and not cross the hilltop position for the time being!" ”

"Yes!" The soldiers responded and waved the signal flag at the troops of the second battalion, but the troops of the second battalion still rushed towards the anticline of the 279 heights as if they did not see it......

"Correspondent!" Seeing that the signal flag did not work, I hurriedly shouted backwards: "Give me a battalion headquarters immediately!" ”

"Yes......" the correspondent answered and began to call, but it was already too late.

"Whoosh......" At this moment, there was a sound in the sky that made my heart beat in horror.

Katyusha rocket artillery!

The word quickly flashed through my mind, and then I heard a loud bang, and the whole earth trembled, and in just a few seconds, the summit position and anticline of Heights 279 became a sea of fire......

When the first battalion was finished, I couldn't help but blame myself for looking at this scene: I should have thought that the Vietnamese army would use rocket artillery.

Resist at the top of the hill to attract the enemy to attack, and when the enemy attacks, the enemy has already taken refuge in the tunnel on the anti-slope, and then when the enemy comes up, he suddenly uses rocket artillery to attack......

This was originally a tactic we commonly used on the battlefield to resist US aggression and aid Korea, and when we were in Shangganling, we used this tactic again and again to fight the Yankees! I didn't think that it was now used by the Yue devils against our army.

Although our army has powerful artillery, the characteristic of the Katyusha rocket artillery is that it can be withdrawn a few minutes after the 'firing' is completed, and the stay time on the 'firing' position from beginning to end will not exceed half an hour.

"it!" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but slam my fist hard, my superiors had already told us that the Vietnamese army had a rocket artillery division formed with the help of the Soviet Union, how could I forget it.

The second battalion under my command was fine, they listened to my orders to slow down, except for a dozen soldiers who rushed to the position on the top of the hill, the other troops on the positive slope were unharmed, and now they were facing the artillery fire on the other side! If this hadn't been for the order to contain the troops, I was afraid that any iron man would have been blown to ashes.

There were no casualties in the second battalion, but there were more soldiers in the first battalion, and I saw that there were at least two companies, and I was afraid that few would be alive in the blink of an eye. The surviving soldiers of the second battalion were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, and stood there in a daze, neither charging nor falling, only looking at the smoke in front of them......

"All of them!" I ordered over the walkie-talkie: "Occupy the 279 heights and avenge the sacrificed comrades!" Kill......"

As he spoke, he raised his sniper rifle and rushed towards the 279 heights.

I understand that the Katyusha rocket launcher is a thing that once a row of rockets is fired, it will quickly move to a tunnel or another artillery position, and it will also require reload time, so under normal circumstances, it will not attack twice in a row, and the enemy will be given time to calculate its artillery position and destroy it. In other words, it is the safest when the rocket artillery has just bombarded, and at this time, the Vietnamese army has not had time to rush out of the tunnel to seize the hilltop position, which is the best time for our army to attack.

When the soldiers shouted at me, they immediately reacted, and they got up from the ground and rushed towards the hilltop position and the anticline like ants, raising their guns.

This time there was no artillery fire, and the Vietnamese army had just come to get out of the tunnel in a hurry, but where would the soldiers be polite to them, they set up machine guns on the hilltop position and stopped at the mouth of the tunnel, and then used explosives to blow up the tunnel with explosives as usual.

By the time I crossed the hilltop position and came to the anticline, the battle of the soldiers against the Vietnamese trench had already ended victoriously. But despite the victory, none of the fighters had a smile on their faces, and no one cheered.

The reason is, as I could see, the anticline has become a scorched earth, littered with blown limbs and charred corpses that are unrecognizable. The blood and scorched earth were mixed together and then roasted by the high temperature of the rockets, all of which became clumps of hard soil......

A soldier of the first battalion looked at this scene, fell to his knees limply, and even the gun fell to the ground, and his mouth made a whining sound, as if he was crying, but there was not a single tear in his eyes. That's when I really understood what it meant to be 'jade' crying without tears.

Several soldiers cursed at the corpses of the Vietnamese soldiers on the anti-slope and fired all the bullets from the submachine guns......

I gritted my teeth, waved my hand at the warriors, and gave an order: "Keep going!" ”

There are dozens of bungalows standing in our way, but it is clear that the living conditions of the Vietnamese people in Lang Son are much better than those of the Vietnamese in Dong Dang. This can be seen from the fact that the bungalows are all made of bricks.

But no matter what these houses are made of, it's the same for me......

"Battalion commander!" The troops stopped in front of the residential area, and ** Fu came up and asked the bungalows: "Do you want me to bring someone in to reconnoitre?" ”

"No!" I shook my head and said coldly: "Turn up the bazooka and recoilless gun, and blow up all the houses for me!" ”

Fu Wenyan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then 'straightened' up and simply carried out my order. After a while, the bazookas and recoilless guns were brought up, along with them some mortars and machine guns, and even a few anti-chemical warfare soldiers with flamethrowers on their backs......

Seeing this, I couldn't help but scold: This ** blessing, usually seems to be a good look, but I didn't expect it to be much more ruthless than me!

As soon as I gave the order, the soldiers unceremoniously began to fight, and the rockets and smoke were 'fired' at the houses one after another, and the recoilless guns and mortars fired incendiary bombs, and with a roaring sound, the houses collapsed and burst into flames. The flamethrower in the hands of the anti-chemical warfare soldiers was even more powerful, and when they stepped forward, the whole house turned into a sea of fire......

Obviously, I made the right decision, because in a few moments several Vietnamese soldiers with 47s dodged out of the room and 'fired' at us, but their resistance was obviously useless, and the machine gunners, who had been prepared, fired a volley of bullets at them as soon as they pulled the trigger, knocking them into a sieve.

Later, when we were cleaning up the battlefield, we found dozens of Vietnamese corpses under these buildings destroyed by artillery. It was precisely because we did not dare to open fire on people's houses at will because of public opinion, so they set up an ambush on our inevitable path, hoping to use the dead corners of the houses to kill and injure a large number of our infantry.

Using one's own people as shields and using the enemy's sympathy as weapons has always been something that the Vietnamese army is good at. But what they didn't expect was that we would use artillery fire to bombard us with a 'chaotic' fire...... As a result, stealing 'excited' rice will not be reversed, and we will become unjust ghosts under our cannons.

"Battalion commander!" At this time, the correspondent handed over the walkie-talkie: "The regimental headquarters phone!" ”

"I'm Cui Wei!" I took the microphone and screamed in a habitual 'sexual' voice, thinking to myself that if the regiment headquarters criticized me for violating discipline and 'disorderly' shooting at people's houses, I would admit it. Those so-called orders and punishments are important to the lives of the soldiers!

"Camp Commander Cui!" The voice of the chief of staff came from the other end of the microphone: "The first battalion has suffered heavy casualties and has no way to cover your flank, but in order to successfully complete the task 'assigned' to us by the superiors, your battalion must advance according to the original plan and occupy and control the Qiqiao River Bridge before dark tomorrow." We'll be moving the third battalion up soon. Questions? ”

Hearing this, my heart sank, and the strength of my battalion seemed too thin without the cover of friendly forces. But at this time, I didn't have time to think so much, and responded mechanically: "No problem!" ”

With a wave of his hand, he led the warriors forward.

Because of the emptiness of the left flank, I had to arrange for the fourth company to enter the left position that should have been defended by the first battalion, the fifth company in the front and the sixth company in the rear, and put two more squads of spearheads in front, and the troops of the first battalion rushed forward according to the position of the Qiqiu River on the map.

Lang Son North District is not as prosperous as we imagined, except for the occasional dozen newly built bungalows, which are basically a piece of land to be developed. Later, I learned that Lang Son originally only had the southern district, and the highest and most prosperous areas with the highest population density were all in the southern district, and the northern district was a new district, and there were still very few people who had moved over. It is precisely for this reason that after the northern district of Lang Son was occupied by our army, the Vietnamese army even announced to the world that Lang Son had not been lost, and they had blocked the squadron's attack in the vicinity of the Qi Poor River.

"Battalion commander!" At this time, Li Shui'bo, who was in charge of reconnaissance at the front, reported through the walkie-talkie: "The enemy situation has been discovered in the front, it is a large and small stone mountain, the Vietnamese army is well defended, and there are tanks and armored vehicles!" ”

"What? And tanks and armored vehicles? "I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard this, this is not the same information we got before. The intelligence only said that there were no field fortifications of the Vietnamese army on the big and small stone hills, and there were only about two squads of Vietnamese troops defending, but now, ......

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but curse secretly: I should have known a long time ago that I couldn't trust the reconnaissance of other troops!