Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Dark Castle

Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Dark Castle

"Battalion Commander"

"Battalion Commander"

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While the soldiers of the Fifth Company were lying in the forest silently remembering the shape of the grass belt on the main peak, I also made a good camouflage and joined them with a gun. The fighters soon knew what I was going to do, and several fighters hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade them: "Battalion commander, this mission ...... It's simple, just let us go up to ourselves, and you can command it below."

"Simple?" I replied with a sigh, "Then I'll give this simple task to the other companies."

"Don't ......" That soldier was bluffed by me, and he was a little in a hurry, and he didn't know how to explain it for a long time.

"Battalion commander" Li Zhifu came up and said: "Don't worry, this task will be 'handed over' to me, there is no one in our fifth company, I promise to complete the task."

"We promise to complete the mission," the other fighters echoed.

Actually, I can understand the mood of the fighters, they just don't want me to take this risk. But what they don't know is that I used to be a member of the Fifth Company, and I have the deepest feelings for them, so I will never let them be in danger. What's more, the Fifth Company has a mission that can be said to determine the outcome of this battle, and there are many situations that have happened after they occupy the position on the top of the mountain. As the so-called fighter plane is fleeting, this also determines that I must go to the position and personally command.

"Comrades," I said to the fighters while loading a new magazine for the rifle in my hand: "I won't say much nonsense, if it's a brother, I'll kill them all together, trample them under my feet, and kick their heads as balls."

"Good"

"Kick their heads as balls"

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Seeing this, the fighters didn't say anything more, and raised their fists in front of their 'chests' to express their determination.

"Have you written down the terrain?" I asked out loud.

"Written down"

"We have fifteen minutes to climb to the top of the mountain, do we all understand?"

"Understood," the fighters replied loudly.

"Okay" I then raised my rifle and shouted to the soldiers: "Use my weapon to tell the Yue devils that we are coming"

"The more devils we are"

"Here we come"

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The soldiers shouted loudly at the several pillboxes on the main peak position that were still shrouded in smoke, and the soldiers of other companies also shouted, and for a while the mountains and fields were full of shouts of "we are coming", which only frightened the machine guns in the Vietnamese bunkers "Da Da Da ......" to the slope of the "chaos", which only caused the soldiers to laugh.

I'm not worried that the Vietnamese army will find out where we are, in fact, I think it should not be a secret for a long time. This is the territory of the Vietnamese army, and as long as they are good at jungle warfare set up a few secret posts anywhere, they still know our whereabouts well?

On the other hand, I would prefer the Vietnamese army to know the location of our army. Because then they will think that everything is under their control, and our army will still prepare artillery fire before attacking as before. But what they didn't expect was that this time we were attacking at the same time as the artillery was being prepared......

"Woo......" At this time, there was a scream of cannonballs in the sky, and in a short time those cannonballs fell on the slope of the main peak in rows and exploded in pieces. The scorched earth and smoke from the shells instantly enveloped the enemy bunker and disappeared, and the sound of the explosion drowned out all the sound of machine guns and laughter.

The warriors also knew that the time had come, and they all lined up to wait for my orders.

I didn't give the order to go right away, but waited a little until the shells had blasted the pillboxes for a while before waving at the soldiers......

The warriors soon rushed up in rows along the grass belt.

Although the Vietnamese steel bunkers are thick and strong enough to resist the bombardment of our long-range artillery, the Vietnamese troops hiding in those bunkers will not feel good when the shells hit them directly. It's like a person hiding inside a bell and someone outside is striking the bell with a mallet. Therefore, in such a bunker fortification, there will generally be a few additional air raid 'holes' dug for people to take refuge, the function of these air raid 'holes' is to store ammunition 'medicine' to make more space for the bunker, and the other is to prevent personnel from being stunned or even killed by shells in the bunker......

I just waited a little bit to give the Vietnamese soldiers a little time to hide in those air-raid 'shelters' so that they wouldn't find out that we had started attacking.

Finally, after checking my equipment, I tightened my belt, held my rifle, and followed the soldiers along the grass belt in the direction of the main peak.

Pieces of earth and stones poured down from the sky, shrenching shrapnel swished overhead, deafening explosions everywhere around us, thick fog, gunpowder smoke and scorched earth were mixed together, so that we could only see a few meters ahead, and the 'waves' and 'waves' of heat set off next to us could almost blow us down. What makes us even more annoyed is that the thatch will always trip us over from time to time......

Although it was not easy to move forward in the grass belt, one thing that was fortunate was that we climbed forward in the grass belt for a while without seeing any shells directly hit the grass belt. This also proves that my analysis is correct, and this is indeed a dead end of our artillery bombardment.

In other words, this grass belt looks scary, but it is actually safe. Only now did I find out that one fighter had fallen to the ground because he was not lying low enough to lie on his stomach. The meditator quickly rushed up and dragged him aside to rescue him, otherwise his presence would affect the progress of the entire force.

I climbed down the col very smoothly, and then climbed up a little more from memory until I came to the open field between the two pillboxes. At this time, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous, because the road we were walking on was the area controlled by the fire of the bunker, and we could even clearly see the black 'hole' and 'hole' machine gun 'shooting' hole in the bunker...... In particular, the 'shooting' hole on the left, which is only a few meters away from us, is only a few meters away, and the muzzle of the machine gun in the 'shooting' hole is clearly visible. At this time, if one of the Vietnamese soldiers pokes his head or looks through this 'shot' hole, then not only will our plan be stillborn, but the entire company will be devastated.

You can imagine what it would be like to have your own shells bombarding indiscriminately on our heads, and the 'crossing' fire of two pillboxes next to us sweeping towards our long line of snakes......

But fortunately, all this did not happen, and the Vietnamese troops in the bunker obviously couldn't stand the roar outside and had already taken refuge in the air-raid 'shelter'.

At this time, I noticed that a soldier who was crawling a few meters in front of me was looking ahead and backward, as if he was estimating something, he looked at the machine gun 'firing' hole next to him, and then unconsciously 'touched' the grenade on his waist. Seeing this, I couldn't help but secretly scream that it was not good: this guy must have seen that he was so close to the enemy's pillbox 'shooting' hole and his hand was itching and wanted to blow it up.

So he hurriedly shouted at him: "Don't move, don't blow up ......"

But my screams were drowned out by the explosions around me, and I was about to rush to stop him, but it was too late. I saw that the soldier cleverly 'pulled' out two grenades, pulled the strings, and then ran to the 'shooting' hole in the pillbox and stuffed the grenades into it......

I didn't hear the explosions coming from the bunker, I saw a cloud of smoke rushing out of the 'shooting' hole, I think it was a country, my ears were numb from the shells. After all, the sound of a grenade is nothing compared to the explosion of a shell.

The warrior was also clever, ran back in two steps, and even waved his fist at the other fighters excitedly, which made me angry and amused.

This soldier's actions undoubtedly put our mission in danger, and the Vietnamese soldiers who had been hiding in the bunker and did not notice anything now most likely aroused their alarm because of the soldier with itchy hands.

It is impossible for a cannonball to hit a pillbox through the 'shot' hole, so ...... Only if there are people alive in the bunker, they will become suspicious, and if they are suspicious, they will come to the 'shooting' hole to take a look......

I was tempted to rush up and beat the troubled warrior hard, but it was too late to kill him.

So I waved my hand backwards and let the warrior behind me continue to climb up, while I 'drawn' two grenades and lay down next to the pillbox, staring closely at the barrel that had been blown up in the 'shot' hole.

Suddenly, I saw that the barrel of the gun moved, and then it retracted, and it was obvious that the Vietnamese army inside had moved the 'Ting' machine gun away for ease of observation. I didn't dare to slack off, so I pulled the string of the grenade and waited for a while, and then I slammed the grenade into it......

Another puff of black smoke came out, and along with the black smoke flew out a few bloody arrows.

Still not reassured, I gestured to a few soldiers passing by, and soon someone threw an explosive 'drug' bag as I meant. Without thinking much about pulling on the explosives, I shoved the explosives bag into the hole, and then rolled back into the grass belt.

There was a muffled "boom", and this time I heard a voice. However, it didn't seem to be a sound, but a vibration from the ground.

That's when I realized that the fighter with itchy hands had been lying on his stomach and hadn't left, with an embarrassed look on his face that seemed to tell me that he had made a mistake.

I glared at him fiercely and gestured to him to keep going. The warrior nodded, smiled sheepishly, turned around and crawled forward. The moment he turned, I noticed that he had the water bottle strapped to his back with a backpack strap......

It's still 'very' smart, this kettle hangs on the waist and dangles around, it's really uncomfortable for the cat to walk around on the waist, I knew that I would also follow his example

After climbing for a while, they found that the team was not moving, and when they were suspicious, the soldiers passed down the gestures one after another...... It turned out that the grass in front of him was on fire and could not move forward. It is said that the gestures of teaching the soldiers to transmit information at night are really useful, otherwise there is no way to understand the situation when I can't hear and I can't see what is ahead

After thinking about it, he made a gesture to the fighters - to blow up with a grenade

The fighters reacted quickly, gesticulating one by one. The grenade is a really good thing, for example, it can extinguish the fire at this time, and the surrounding artillery sounds are naturally not worried about the explosion being detected by the enemy.

By the time the team moved up again, the artillery fire had weakened much and was extending deeper into the enemy's position. Fifteen minutes of artillery preparation had arrived, and we were unable to rush to the top of the hill in time because we were blocked by the flames. But at this time, I was not so worried, because most of the Fifth Company had already crossed the enemy's pillbox position, and it was only a few dozen meters away from the Vietnamese army's hilltop position.

So I simply made a gesture for the fighters to stop advancing and get ready for battle. The warriors had been following me for some time, and naturally understood what I meant, and they were all lying in the grass belt with their guns in hand

The sound of artillery stopped, and three red 'colored' signal flares rose one after another. As soon as I waved my hand at the soldiers, the soldiers spontaneously dispersed and covered each other and surrounded the hilltop position.

"Da ......" The gunshots rang out in the rear.

I looked back and saw that it was the unclear situation of the Vietnamese pillboxes, and I thought that our army would rush up soon after the artillery fire was prepared, so the 'gate' and 'gate' g brains were '' the machine guns there for a while......

The bunker is not comparable to a tank, the tank can turn around, the bunker can not turn around, the 'shooting' holes of the bunker are all in the front, but there is a small iron 'door' in the rear or on the side for people or materials to enter and exit. Once we get to the back of the bunkers, it means they're useless.

I focused my attention again on the hilltop position, watching the soldiers attack the target in an orderly manner, and if nothing else, it would not be long before the hilltop position was ours

But at this moment, a tongue of fire suddenly erupted from the smoke in front of the left, knocking the rows of soldiers down in a pool of blood, and the other warriors hurriedly lay down to cover themselves.

After a while, Li Zhifu's voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Report to the battalion commander, an enemy bunker was found on the left side, and it was a side 'firing' firepower......

"Damn," I couldn't help but scold when I heard this.

Having fought anti-slope battles, I certainly know that this kind of bunker is usually well camouflaged and does not 'show' easily, only when the hilltop position is about to be undefended...... I didn't expect it to find out at this time.

"Blow it up right away," I ordered, without thinking about it.

This bunker has undoubtedly become a nail in our way, its firepower will not only block our way forward, but once the Vietnamese troops climb to the top of the hill in time, this bunker will pose a great threat to our flank, and we will be in a dilemma of not being able to advance or retreat

"Yes" Li Zhifu immediately shouted: "Demolition team ......"

I raised my rifle and looked through the sniper scope in the direction where the tongue of fire was coming from, and the smoke was so thick that I could only faintly see a boulder. I think it was this boulder that the Vietnamese army made into a dark fort that deceived our eyes.

A demolition team of three people quickly rushed forward, but before they could get far, they were knocked down in a pool of blood by a ball of bullets. The location of the bunker is very good, and the entire slope is basically free of its 'shooting' dead ends. This devil is really not simple, and he has a killer weapon hidden here......

Then three more fighters rushed forward with explosive bags, but they were knocked to the ground halfway through.

Suddenly, a warrior sprang up and approached the bunker along the cliff on the left.

Is there only one person? I frowned and looked at him through my sniper scope...... I saw the kettle tied to his back.

It turned out to be him, smart enough, and the chance of 'exposing' under enemy fire along the cliff was naturally much less. Watching the soldier in the smoke of gunpowder use the crater to nimbly approach the bunker, my heart couldn't help but hang.

The warrior sometimes walked with his waist on his back, sometimes crawling forward, and soon approached the side of the Bunker, only to see that he threw a grenade at the Bunker, and with a "boom", the explosion did not stop, and the warrior jumped up from his hiding place again and threw himself towards the Bunker......

I must admit that the resourcefulness and bravery of this soldier was beyond my expectations, and he even knew how to use the smoke and smoke of grenades to advance towards his goal, as the volunteers did...... Seeing that the soldier was about to succeed, suddenly there was a "da-da" gunfire from the hilltop position...... As soon as the warrior turned on his back, he fell at the entrance of the 'gate' of the bunker

The Vietnamese army had already climbed to the top of the mountain, and I almost saw the tragic scene of the soldiers falling in rows under the siege of the Vietnamese army on several sides, but I still gritted my teeth and aimed my rifle at the top of the mountain.

I kept reminding myself that as a soldier, especially a commander, you must never give up until the last moment

So I then ordered the walkie-talkie: "Organize a demolition team to continue blowing up the bunker, and the rest of the people will cover with fire."

"Yes" Li Zhifu also understood that at the critical moment, he was busy and assigned the task according to my orders.

But just when everyone thought that the situation was not good, there was a sudden muffled sound of "boom" from the enemy's dark bunker, and then there was no movement.

It was the warrior I quickly realized this and set my sights on the bunker again. Sure enough, I found the soldier lying limply in front of the bunker in the smoke of gunfire, and I could almost imagine him throwing a grenade into the 'shot' hole with the last of his strength

Did he die? I don't know, and I'm not sure

I only saw a Vietnamese officer wearing a red epaulette coming out of the bunker, maybe his gun was lost in the bunker, or maybe it was blown up......

But he didn't expect that the soldier was not dead, the soldier suddenly got up and hugged the 'legs' of the Vietnamese officer and entangled him to death......

"Ah......" From the cliff, only the frightened screams of the Vietnamese officers before they died could be heard, and the soldiers and Vietnamese officers disappeared from our sight together.

I would like to use this chapter to pay tribute to Comrade Wu Jianguo, a soldier of the 7th Company of the 387th Regiment of the 127th Division, who was wounded in eight places in the battle of attacking the 612 Heights because of the bombing of the bunker, and when he discovered that an enemy officer was trying to seize his submachine gun and escaped, he rolled down a cliff of more than 200 meters with the enemy officer in his arms before he had time to shoot, and the enemy was killed on the spot, and Comrade Wu Jianguo died a heroic death.