Chapter 27: Morale

Chapter 27: Morale

"What are we going to do without reinforcements?" This was a question that Battalion Commander Wu then asked, but no one could answer.

I don't know what to do either. This place is like a dragon 'gate' formation set up by the Vietnamese army, it is easy to get in and difficult to get out. Although we still have more than 20 tanks, there are mountain paths on all sides that are not suitable for tank movement, and the only road has been blocked by Vietnamese military waste tanks at both ends......

Drop the tank and kill it? I believe that Battalion Commander Wu will never agree to do this, for tank soldiers like them, "people are in the tank, people are dead and the tank is dead" is a very simple truth, just like I will never drop the rifle in my hand.

Moreover, the jungle was full of Vietnamese troops, and even if Battalion Commander Wu agreed, I was really not sure that I would be able to break out of the encirclement of the well-trained and skilled Vietnamese army with just two infantry companies and dozens of tank crews in my hands.

Tankmen can drive tanks, but they can't necessarily fight like infantry with rifles.

"Battalion Commander Wu" looked at a semi-circular tank around the anti-artillery 'hole', and I asked casually: "How are you tanks?" Can you fight? ”

Battalion Commander Wu hesitated for a moment, shook his head, pointed to the two Type 59 tanks that led us back just now, and said, "I'm afraid that there are only those two that can fight."

"What? Only two? "Although I didn't have much hope for the tank troops, I still couldn't stand the gap in my heart when I heard that only two tanks could fight.

"So what's the solution?" Battalion Commander Wu said with a wry smile: "All of them are brand new parts, and they are still broken as they go." There were 48 cars in total, and there were only 28 cars left in a day or two. This is not to say how powerful the tanks of the Vietnamese devils are, nor how powerful their anti-tank weapons are, there are only five or six Vietnamese tanks we encountered along the way. These tanks of ours are not damaged by the enemy, they are not able to move on their own."

"Hmm" Listening to Battalion Commander Wu's words, I realized that it was not only the rifles and submachine guns in our hands that had quality problems...... There are also tanks for armored forces

It's no wonder that firearms can be problematic, let alone tanks with relatively high technical requirements.

"When we set off this time, there were a total of 20 Type 59 vehicles and 28 Type 63 vehicles" Battalion Commander Wu pointed to the tanks outside and said: "Look, there are so many left now, there are only three Type 59s that can be hit, one is out of order and is being overhauled, and the others are all Type 63 that have not been hit."

"Type 63 without fighting?" When I heard this, I couldn't help but turn my eyes to another tank, which also looked like a behemoth. And this model is still 63 type...... 63 is bigger than 59, isn't it?

Although I don't know much about weapons, I also know one thing: The models of weapons and equipment in our country are named after the time when they were developed or imitated. For example, Type 56 rifles, submachine guns, machine guns, and Type 79 sniper rifles, etc.

So don't think about it, this Type 59 tank was imitated in 59, and of course Type 63 was developed or imitated in 63.

Battalion Commander Wu seemed to see through my mind and explained: "Don't look at the size of this Type 63, this guy is an amphibious tank, and the large space is to increase its buoyancy." It's like a big girl, and its skin is so thin that an ordinary rocket can pierce it through. ”

"What?" When I heard this, it dawned on me that it was an amphibious tank.

"I know that this thing doesn't need to be beaten, so why do you bring so much?" Battalion Commander Ding couldn't help but ask curiously.

"You think I want to bring it?" Battalion Commander Wu reluctantly drew on the map: "The task we received is to cooperate with the troops to force the Nagang River, who will know that the troops can't keep up at all now?" These tanks are okay in the water, but on land, they are a target......"

Listening to Camp Commander Wu's words, Camp Commander Ding and I couldn't help but look at each other.

Just now, when we saw this lineup of tank troops, we still felt a little proud and proud in our hearts. Especially me, I came from the millet plus rifle on the battlefield to resist US aggression and aid Korea, although there were also tank units participating in the war in the later period, but it can be said that it is old and T-34 compared to now. At this moment, as soon as I saw these dozens of modern tanks of our army, I unconsciously gained some confidence.

But now, this kind of pride and confidence has long been gone, and there is only anger and helplessness in my heart.

What is angry is that the ten years of turmoil and 'chaos' have cut corners, but we have to compensate with the blood and lives of our soldiers.

Helplessly, now that he is on the battlefield, no matter how angry he is, it will not help. The war still has to be fought, and the life still has to be fought.

It's just that I really don't know what we're going to fight with now

"Company Commander Cui......" At this time, Battalion Commander Wu pointed to the kettle on my waist with some embarrassment and said, "Is there still water?" ”

"Oh, yes," I hurriedly untied the kettle and handed it to Camp Commander Wu.

Battalion Commander Wu didn't answer, he couldn't wait to take the kettle, unscrew the lid with a trembling hand, and then drank it with a grunting head.

After a few sips, he reluctantly stopped, looked at me with inquiring eyes, and said, "I'll leave this water for the wounded...... Company Commander Cui won't have an opinion."

"Of course not," I replied without thinking about it.

"And mine" Camp Commander Ding also generously contributed his own kettle.

Watching Battalion Commander Wu 'hand' the kettle to the guards as if he had obtained a treasure, I couldn't help but ask with some doubts: "Battalion Commander Wu, isn't there the Nagang River behind the high ground?" How can there be such a lack of water? ”

"You can go and see it" Battalion Commander Wu took a breath and said: "The Yue devils have been preparing for a long time, the weeds in the north of the Ganghe River have been burned to the point that there is nothing left, and there are either grass or trees in the south, and no one knows how many Vietnamese troops are hiding in order to get water, and we have lost more than 20 comrades in a tank."

"Dog's Day Yue Devil" couldn't help but get angry when he heard Camp Commander Ding: "No wonder they poisoned the ditch on the side of the road, trapping us here as a 'decoy' bait and not making us comfortable"

But I smiled noncommittally, I should say that war is so cruel in the first place. No one will talk about kindness or morality to the other. I'm used to all of this before, and if it were us, I might have done the same.

"I'm going to look at the terrain," I said, carrying my rifle and walking out of the dugout.

"Company Commander Cui" Battalion Commander Wu hurriedly stopped: "The more devil marksmanship is very accurate, we haven't seen where the enemy is, so we ...... it."

"Don't worry, I'm just going to see the terrain" I smiled lightly, and walked towards the high ground despite Camp Commander Wu's objections.

Actually, I didn't want to observe any terrain, in fact, there is really nothing to observe here, and the map is already very clear. And we can't move an inch in this situation, and it doesn't seem to make sense to look at the terrain.

I felt an atmosphere of oppression on the battlefield, even the soldiers of the Fifth Company. Maybe the soldiers also felt that the situation was not optimistic, or that the decadence and negativity of those tank soldiers also infected them, so they were all a little depressed.

They can't be blamed for this, after all, they have never seen what a real battlefield is before, after all, they have never experienced what it means to be in a desperate situation. This can't be blamed on those tank soldiers, they know best their own strength and the strength of the Vietnamese army, so they also know that even if our two companies successfully break into the encirclement, it will be difficult to take them out.

A truly powerful warrior will not be angry even if he knows that he is in a desperate situation, and will not give up the last bit, even a little hope of survival.

They have been in battle for less than two days, so they are not yet strong fighters.

So they will be angry and they will lose faith.

So...... I need to do something to cheer them up and boost their morale.

Otherwise, more than 200 of us are afraid that we will really be buried here.

The high ground is not high, and it can almost be said to be a small hill. It took me only ten minutes to reach the top of the hill, where two tank crew observers were lying on the ground with binoculars and looking in the direction of the enemy.

When they saw me coming up, they couldn't help but give me a few 'looks' in a row, and whispered, "Comrade, what are you doing here?" It's dangerous here."

I didn't answer, just nodded at them. They seemed to notice that I was wearing a cadre uniform and that I had a strange rifle in my hand, so they didn't stop me. Just watched with a look of curiosity as I was doing.

What I did next was even more confusing to them, I didn't 'touch' the top of the hill, but walked east and west on the anticline, and from time to time I cautiously poked my head out to take a look...... I tried like this for more than half an hour.

Actually, all I did was select a few sniper positions with good line of sight. At this time, there was no such thing as a "sniper" in our army, and at most some soldiers with good marksmanship were called "sharpshooters", so of course they did not understand what I was doing. Not only did they not understand, but the warriors at the foot of the mountain also did not understand.

But I think soon they will understand.

After choosing four sniper positions and running two more times to familiarize myself with the sniper positions, I 'touched' up from one of the sniper positions and set up my rifle.

The section of the Nagang River in front of me was more than 50 meters wide, and the environment was indeed as described by Battalion Commander Wu, with overgrown weeds in the south and flamethrowers in the north. It was less than 500 meters from the high ground where I was to the river, but there were corpses and blood of soldiers all the way, and there was even a destroyed Type 59 tank close to the river.

Obviously, the Vietnamese army controlled the water source of our army by virtue of the concealment on the south bank. Or rather, they take pleasure in the lives of our soldiers. Now we are like a mouse surrounded by a group of cats, playing with them however they want. But I want to tell them that this is not the case.

I focused my attention on the thatch where the Vietnamese were hiding, and observed for a while but found nothing. The Vietnamese army is very good at lurking, and the third division, which is the ace division, is naturally no exception, and their hiding place is still more than half a person tall in the weeds.

I couldn't help frowning, although I was condescending, the distance of more than 500 meters still made it difficult for me to find the clues of the Vietnamese army. Just when I was at a loss, my eyes suddenly saw the destroyed Type 59 tank by the river, so I had a clue.

Having experienced latent experience, I know very well that the weakness of lurking during the day is that you can't easily change your lurking position. Otherwise, I don't need to observe, and two good observers at the top of the hill will find out where he is.

So...... The 'shooter' who destroyed the tank must still be in the same position......

Well, that Type 59 tank was hit in the side armor while cornering. Judging by the position of the hole in its armor, the 'shooter' should be between 45 and 60 degrees from the tank. I just heard Battalion Commander Wu say that the Type 59 tank is a tank with better protection than mine, so it will definitely not be far away to destroy it.

Thereupon...... The range is getting smaller and smaller.

I slowly moved my gaze to a small sector on the other side of the river and searched, and sure enough, I found something resembling a bamboo tube.

Of course, it wasn't a bamboo tube, but a bazooka wrapped around camouflage. When I found the bazooka, it was not difficult for me to find its owner, and the Vietnamese army had the habit of wearing a straw hat-shaped helmet, which could be seen even if it was camouflaged.

Obviously, that was the head of the Vietnamese army......

With a "bang", a bullet came out of his chamber, and the entire head of the Vietnamese soldier was carried to the side by the inertia of the bullet, and then returned to its original position softly. Everything was back to its original state, except that the weeds had a little more red color.

"Hey, oh my god, it's 600 meters."

"Really hit? Is it a 'dazzled' eye? ”

"Is that still fake? The more devils' heads are turned up."

……

I heard the whispers of the two observers not far away, but I didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest. Because the killing of this Vietnamese soldier is only my small first step, I need to use this Vietnamese soldier's death to attract the attention of other Vietnamese soldiers.

There is a trick in Sun Tzu's Art of War, called "striking the grass and startling the snake", which seems to be what I am doing now.

Of course, I could also have the soldiers shoot and shoot into the thatched bushes, or drive a tank to alarm the Vietnamese army. But the Vietnamese army is not stupid, and anyone who has had experience in lurking will understand that this is a trap, a trap for them to 'expose' their position.

But my method of alarming them is different, killing one of them with one shot at a distance of 600 meters, what does it mean? It means that a sniper has an eye on them, and they think, does the fact that this sniper be able to find their comrades in this situation also mean that they can find each of them?

The only way they could survive was to find the sniper and kill him.

That's what I want, and if they want to find me, they have to do something. With the action, I can find out where they are......

Sure enough, in a short time, two unusual movements in the grass caught my attention. There are advantages and disadvantages to lurking in the grass, the advantage is that it is not easy for opponents to detect, and the disadvantage is that as long as there is a slight movement, even if it is just a sneeze, it will be passed by those weeds to the end and their position will be exposed.

With a "bang", another bullet flew out.

I saw no death, no blood, only a violent shake of the weed.

Immediately after the shot, I retracted my head and withdrew my rifle. After two shots in the same spot, the sniper position should have been exposed, and I didn't dare to linger any longer.

So he took a few steps diagonally to the side to another sniper position, and carefully poked his head out again.

In fact, at this time I still had the lurking position of a Vietnamese soldier, but I was not in a hurry to get rid of him. There is a saying that strike while the iron is hot, and if you master one more target, you can wait until the cold field to use it.

So I didn't rush to shoot, but continued to observe the movement of the thatched field. At this moment, a breeze blew, setting off layers of "waves" and "waves" on the thatched grass, but there were two places where the grass tips would not fall down......

Then I understood that the Vietnamese troops in these two positions had discovered my original position and aimed their rifles at my first sniper position. The upturned barrel of the rifle just blocked the movement of the thatch......

Master, I can tell my position so quickly by the sound of the fire that I can't see the fire coming out of the muzzle of the gun during the day. But what they didn't expect was that it was precisely this point that 'revealed' their position.

"Bang bang" two bullets killed a target.

I didn't dare to be careless against such a master, after all, I didn't know what type of gun he was holding in his hand, nor how long it was, so I cautiously 'shot' two bullets at two possible positions at one of the targets. The strange 'wave' in the grass made me realize that at least one bullet had hit him.

At this moment, there was a sudden flash of light in the grass, and I quickly realized that it was the reflection of the scope on the Vietnamese sniper rifle, so I hurriedly retracted my head. I only heard a few "bang" gunshots, and a few bullets flew overhead with great precision.

I just wanted to change to a sniper position, but when I thought about it, I felt that it was not rightFor a sleeper master, the only thing he can do after revealing his target is to leave the battlefield as quickly as possible, otherwise it means waiting for death. If I change sniper positions at this point, I will most likely miss the opportunity to snipe this master.

So he gritted his teeth and poked the gun back at the same time as fast as he could. Sure enough, a fully disguised Vietnamese soldier was grabbing a 'strong' sniper rifle and running wildly into the jungle behind him......

Without hesitation, I pulled the trigger on its back, and his entire limb stretched out in a large figure, apparently hit by me. But before he could hit the ground, I had already retracted my head to avoid a barrage of bullets that were 'shooting' at me.