Finding that our army was attacking in three directions towards the 417 heights, the Vietnamese army quickly realized the danger, so they organized a defense in the rain of bullets without anyone commanding them.

However, the defense they organized did not seem to be tight, and at a glance the entire slope was a group here and there, but this can also be understood, the Vietnamese army did not build any fortifications at all in the opposite direction of the overseas Chinese slope, and because of the slope, many Vietnamese troops had to lie on the slope without any protection, which not only made it difficult for the Vietnamese army to aim, but also exposed their bodies in front of us.

At this time, it was the time when our army's 'shooting' group came into play, and with the sound of "bang-bang......" gunshots, the soldiers of the 'shooting' group 'fired' bullets at those Vietnamese troops. Although the 56 semi-'fire' rate is not as fast as the 47, the 'fine' accuracy is much stronger than that of the 47. In addition, the distance between the 'shooting' group and the enemy at this time was about 56 and a half meters, and the 'shooting' range was about 400 meters, that is, the enemy could not hit our army, but our army could hit the enemy, so the soldiers of the 'shooting' group fought like a fish in water, and after the gunshots rang out, the Vietnamese troops fell under the guns of the soldiers one by one.

"Bang Bang ......"

After I pulled the trigger and knocked out the Vietnamese machine gunner for the third time, the Vietnamese realized that the position had been locked by the sniper, so they 'pumped' the machine gun back and changed the position. But what they didn't expect was that I was not just targeting that position, but their 'strong' machine guns...... So when the two Heavy had just poked their heads out of cover after changing positions, I knocked them to the ground with two shots in quick succession.

"Bang bang!"

Two more gunshots rang out, and the two Vietnamese soldiers who were holding 47 to 'shoot' at our army rolled over and rolled down the slope. I didn't pause, and although the 47 was not on the right foot at this distance, the rain of bullets it created would pose a considerable threat to our assault troops. There were only a dozen or so members of our army's 'shooting' team, including me and Li Shui'bo, and although all of them were sharpshooters, almost all of them were shots, but the gap in numbers was too great. One by one, the Vietnamese troops were defeated by us, and then one by one the Vietnamese troops came out and 'shot' at our troops.

In a certain respect, whether or not we can successfully suppress the firepower of the Vietnamese army will determine whether the main force of our army will suffer casualties and even affect the outcome of the entire battle, so I did not dare to slack off at all, and used the fastest speed to 'shoot' the rifle bullets one after another at the Vietnamese army on the inclined plane.

While changing the magazines, I glanced at the three platoons at the foot of the hill that were charging forward while clearing mines, and in the blink of an eye they had rushed into the middle of the rice fields. It's just that at this time, the sporadic fire of the Vietnamese army on the slope has caused them considerable interference, which can be seen from the dozen or so corpses lying on the ground.

Just as I was loading the magazine for my rifle and preparing to raise my gun to 'shoot', I heard a loud "boom" and another soldier stepped on a mine. Grenade demining is very effective against highly sensitive tripping mines, but it is somewhat helpless for pressure mines that require pressure, unless the grenade explodes directly on the mine to create pressure. Therefore, it is inevitable that the fighters will still step on mines in the process of advancing.

If it's an ordinary soldier, it's nothing, it's normal to have some casualties on the battlefield, who can guarantee that no one will die on the battlefield? But I quickly recognized that this soldier was the commander of the sixth platoon, and I couldn't help but shout in my heart that it was bad. Our army's walkie-talkies are only assigned to the platoon commander level, and our basic combat unit at this time is the platoon commander. That is to say, if the platoon commander is sacrificed or the walkie-talkie is blown up, we will also lose contact with the sixth platoon, and several platoons will not be able to cooperate well to capture the Vietnamese army's position.

But to my surprise, the platoon commander of the sixth platoon did not fall to the ground as I imagined, but froze in place and seemed to be a little confused......

What kind of fame, and he hasn't broken his hands or feet, how can he stand still as a platoon commander? Scared to the point that you don't know how to hide?

Confused, I raised my rifle and looked at him through the scope, and that's when I realized his problem. His face was covered in blood, and the left eyeball facing me had been cut out of the socket by shrapnel, leaving only some 'flesh' sticking to his face, and the other eye was no better......

The two hygienists soon discovered the situation of the sixth platoon leader, rushed up left and right, lowered his body and was about to bandage him, but he didn't expect him to push the hygienist away, and then ripped off the eyeballs hanging on my face under my unbelievable eyes, and at the same time shouted: "Leave me alone, rush forward!" Avenge our fallen warriors! Kill the devils and hang their bodies from a tree......"

Under his command, the three squads of the sixth platoon covered each other very tacitly, took turns to throw bombs and charge in turn, and continued to stubbornly advance in the minefield in the rain of enemy bullets.

Feeling the atmosphere of the sixth platoon commander grabbing his eyeballs and continuing to direct the battle, I couldn't help but have a feeling of déjà vu, and it took a while before I suddenly remembered...... That's right! is the Xiahoudun described in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", he was 'shot' in the eye by the enemy on the battlefield, so he tore off the eyeball and swallowed it in one bite, and then continued to show his might on the battlefield and became famous all over the world.

In ancient times, there were fierce generals like Xiahoudun who could do this, and now there are soldiers of our People's Liberation Army who can do it, and with such ruthlessness, I still need to worry that they can't rush up and kill the Vietnamese army without leaving a piece of armor?

"Signal Soldiers!" Seeing that the time was ripe, I immediately shouted at the signal soldiers behind me: "Send a signal flare to order the fourth and sixth companies to launch a general attack!" ”

"Yes!" In response, the signal corps fired the signal flares that had been prepared long ago into the sky, and with a few "Tengteng ......" sounds, three red 'colored' signal flares rose into the sky.

......Almost as soon as the signal flare was lifted into the air, the Vietnamese army's hilltop position burst into flames, and at the same time, the other side also sounded an earth-shattering shout of killing. The fourth and sixth companies had already launched a charge towards the positive slope of 417 height.

At this time, all the mortars that the Vietnamese army had arranged to intercept our troops on the anti-slope had been blown up by us, and with our onslaught, the Vietnamese troops on the anti-slope were already too busy to take care of themselves, and there was no way to transport the ammunition and 'medicine' to the hilltop position. So on the other hand, we have actually cut off the logistical supply and replenishment of the Vietnamese army on the hilltop position, and it is actually impossible for them to get to the death zone in front of the 417 heights at this time, so this is undoubtedly the best time to attack.

"Kill!" The fifth company also threw out the last batch of grenades, and then shouted that the three platoons rushed to the 417 heights under the guidance of the 'shooting' strike team.

The Vietnamese army was immediately 'chaotic', and although they still occupied a condescending geographical advantage, the height of no fortifications only made them a more obvious target. Although they also have an advantage in troops, their positions are so large, and the space for deploying their troops is extremely limited, and most of their troops are hiding in the tunnels to prepare to refuel the position on the top of the mountain......

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Fifth Company, as soon as they rushed through the minefield, they 'operated' with submachine guns and light machine guns as if they were possessed by a demon, and rushed and beat the Vietnamese army's position. The corpse that was hanging on the stone and moved in the wind had long since 'aroused' their blood and hatred, and they all rushed towards those Vietnamese soldiers bravely.

The Fifth Company is the unit that has been training under me for the longest time, so although they are ruthless, they will still consciously cooperate with each other. A wolf may not be able to beat a tiger, but what about a pack of wolves? And it's a bunch of wolves that will cooperate with each other...... At this time, the soldiers were like a group of wolves, a group of wolves with you and me, and I had you, they were like a whole, fierce and rhythmic towards the Vietnamese army on the 417 heights. At this time, the Vietnamese army, under the attack of our army on both sides, was like a little sheep......

"Bang bang......" After I raised my gun and knocked down the two Vietnamese soldiers who were about to throw the grenades down, I soon realized that there were no more targets worthy of my attack on the inclined plane. One is because the position is already full of soldiers, and my bullets are likely to kill my own people by mistake, after all, the penetration of sniper rifle bullets is no joke. On the other hand, I found that the soldiers of the 4th and 6th companies had rushed to the top of the hill, and there was no longer any suspense in the battle.

"All of them!" I ordered the soldiers: "Withdraw to the anticline as fast as you can when the battle is over!" ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

……

The fighters answered over the intercom, and then all of them, including the cannon company and the members of the 'shooting' team, emerged from their hiding positions and rushed towards Heights 417. I waved at the guards and communications men behind me, loaded my rifles with bayonets, and followed among the soldiers.

Years of combat experience have taught me that it is often safest when we are fighting together, because at this time, the enemy who is watching us from a high place will neither dare to shoot nor dare to shoot. But once our army has achieved a complete victory, then the Vietnamese army can rest assured that it will pile up pieces of bullets and shells to retaliate.

This was the case with the Yankees back then, and of course the more devils are like this now. The reason is very simple, just four years ago, the Vietnamese devils were still fighting with the Yankees, and the Yankees must have been smashed like a rain of shells to deal with the positions occupied by the Vietnamese army. The Vietnamese army, who had suffered this kind of hardship, of course, would also use this method on us.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that I was not only the ancestor of the Yankees, but also extremely familiar with the various tactics and habits of our army. The combat experience of the Vietnamese army comes from the battle between China and the United States, so as soon as the Vietnamese army lifts its butt, I know what kind of shit they are pulling.

"Kill!" I led the soldiers to rush forward along the bloody road that the soldiers of the Fifth Company had killed, and along the way, I also used bayonets and bullets to solve some Yue devils who had not yet lost their breath. The machine gun company uses the Type 56-2 folding submachine gun, which is not very good in terms of 'sex' ability and accuracy, and most of it is only used for machine gun units and artillery self-defense, and is generally not used. But this time it also came in handy, those soldiers who hated the Yue devils very much while carrying machine guns or mortar accessories, while beating the folding submachine guns in their hands "whoosh", sometimes knowing that the Yue devils on the ground were dead, but still hit a shuttle of bullets on the corpse to relieve their hatred.

Different from the fighters of the machine gun company were the members of the 'shooting' team, who were not concerned about the corpses of the Vietnamese soldiers, but all of them scrambled all the way with their eyes wide open.

At first, I was still wondering why they didn't shoot those Yue devils who were still panting on the ground, since they were all ahead of the curve, but they didn't care about it? Or do they want to get ahead of the 5th Company to kill the enemy?

When one of the fighters excitedly raised a VD sniper rifle and shouted, "I found it, I found a ......", then I understood that the purpose of these guys was to run ahead for the sake of guns.

Those Vietnamese snipers can be said to be unlucky, because they are completely unable to play their due role in such terrain, at best, they are just blocking bullets and shrapnel.

Not to mention, the Vietnamese army still attaches great importance to the 417 heights, which can be seen from the number of snipers arranged by the Vietnamese army. The fighters of the 'shooting' team ran behind the butts of the soldiers of the fifth company along the way, and they could pick up four sniper rifles as much as they could, which broke the members who picked up the guns, and envied the soldiers who had no share.

Many of them wanted to go back and look for it again, but we had no choice but to take the hilltop position and join the 4th and 6th companies in the front and back attacks. Under my orders, of course, they did not dare to look back, so they could only cast a nostalgic and reluctant gaze at the pile of corpses and guns and ammunition 'medicine' all over the ground on the slope.

As soon as they reached the anti-cline position, the soldiers scattered without my orders to find a hiding point, and then, without saying a word, they 'drawn' their sapper shovels and dug frantically, even me. Just kidding, this is the time to save your life. The PLA soldiers depicted in movies and TV standing at the top of the hill holding their guns and shouting and laughing are all nonsense...... This was originally the highland of the devils, what are the coordinates, they still don't know? When a cannon comes up, it's all gone!

......Before we could dig the anti-artillery 'hole', the whistle of the shells soon sounded, followed by a burst of shells on the hilltop position and on the slope, shaking the mountain and the whole world in an instant. But fortunately, we have come to the anticline, so most of the Vietnamese artillery shells are helpless against us.

As usual, the Vietnamese army stopped firing after a few minutes, fearing that our artillery observers would calculate their artillery positions and return fire. At this time, we were covered in mud and blood, and we were truly relieved.

"Battalion commander!" Before the artillery had completely subsided, the correspondent came to me with a walkie-talkie on his back and reported: "Regimental headquarters telephone! ”

As soon as I took the microphone, before I could say a word, I heard the anxious voice of the chief of staff on the other end: "How is it?" What do you think? Did you knock it down? ”

"Report to the Chief of Staff!" I said confidently: "It's been defeated, and the Vietnamese army has suffered heavy casualties!" ”

"Good!" There was a cheer from the cadres on the microphone.

"Well played!" After a pause, the chief of staff continued: "Comrade Cui Wei! You fought for us Chinese, don't worry! I'll take credit for you! Do you have any requirements? ”

"Request?" I wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, I replied: "Chief of Staff, I hope you can let the friendly forces strengthen the left and right flanks of the 417 Heights, and don't let this high ground that we have exchanged our lives for be handed back to the Yue Devils!" ”

"No problem!" The chief of staff agreed in one mouth: "Don't worry, I won't make the same mistake twice." 'Hand over' the left and right flanks of the 417 Heights to me, and you will be responsible for building fortifications in 417 to block the counterattack of the Vietnamese army! ”

"Yes!" I answered, and suddenly it felt like the Chief of Staff wasn't as hateful as he used to be.

What made him change? Is it the corpse hanging from the stone? Or were there casualties in Wang Zhengang's two companies?

I do not know. All I know is that the current chief of staff has matured a bit, and seems to have realized his mistakes, and although he still does not admit it in words, there has been a great change in his actual actions.

"Battalion commander!" The people from my hometown called out to me, and I followed his voice to see him waving to me and signaling me to come over.

When I saw the big stone next to my hometown, I suddenly remembered the corpse that was hanging from the stone, but I pulled it back and ran towards my hometown's place. The warriors spontaneously made way for me, revealing a corpse that was already a blur of flesh and blood in the mud.

I asked, "Is that him?" ”

"Hmm!" The hometown nodded: "It's him!" We just put him down. ”

"Do you know what his name is?" I asked again.

The hometown shook his head, pointed to the tattered military uniform on his body and said: "The military uniform is no longer the same, and there are shrapnel everywhere on his face, and I can neither find his name nor recognize his appearance!" ”

I squatted down to take a closer look at the corpse, and sure enough, as described by the people in my hometown, the martyr's military uniform had been shaken by the shells and only a few fragments, and the 'naked' and 'exposed' skin was covered with mud and blood, and some places were cut out by shrapnel...... It's so miserable that it makes people shudder.

"Rest in peace! Homosexuals! I silently took off my hat and said to him in my heart: "Although we don't know your name, at least we snatched you back from the Yue devil!"