Chapter 105: The Battle of the Bridgehead (1)

Chapter 105: The Battle of the Bridgehead (1)

Under my command, the soldiers soon got up to work in full swing, carrying sandbags, digging trenches, and the two pillboxes on the left and right of the bridgehead were soon used, and the fighters used bazookas to make a big 'hole' in the iron 'gate' at the back of it, and then drilled into it and piled up a few sandbags to use it as a reverse pillbox. Although its defensive power is not as good as the front, it is better than nothing, and it is more than enough to block the bridge with 'cross' firepower, which is only a dozen meters wide.

"Battalion commander!" Before we could build the fortifications, several soldiers in the bunker shouted at me through the 'shooting' hole in the bunker: "The devils are coming up, it's tanks, there are a lot of tanks......

I ran a few steps in the direction of the Qiqiao River, fell to the ground, and raised my binoculars to look at the opposite bank.

The width of the Qiqiao River in front of me is only 100 meters, and the length of the entire bridge is only 200 meters, so I can clearly see that all kinds of Vietnamese tanks on the other side of the river appear on the road one after another, like turtles, and each tank is followed by a group of Vietnamese troops, and there are forty or fifty at random.

It was then that I realized that it was not that the Vietnamese army did not want to reinforce the northern district of Lang Son, but that they were waiting for this armored unit equipped with advanced tanks. Fortunately, we got one step ahead of them, otherwise let them cross the bridge, and our army, which had only nine 59 tanks, was no match for them at all......

Later I learned that this was the 1st Military District Tank Brigade of the Vietnamese Army, which was equipped entirely with Soviet tanks. It was the reinforcements transferred by the Vietnamese military from Cambodia.

"Zhu Jixing!" At this time, I didn't have time to think so much, so I immediately ordered into the walkie-talkie: "Immediately request artillery reinforcements!" Call for artillery reinforcements now! ”

At the same time, he scolded in his heart: "it!" With so many tanks swarming here, don't you worry about letting our artillery fire take you to the pot?

"Yes!" Zhu Jixing answered, grabbed the walkie-talkie and began to call, but it seemed that it was too late, because at this time, there was already a terrifying scream of cannonballs in the sky. Years of combat experience have taught me that this whistling sound is by no means something that can be emitted by a few 'guns', but at least forty or fifty 'guns' of long-range artillery of a divisional artillery regiment! The more devils obviously came prepared, and they showed us their last family background.

"Cover-up! "I shouted at the soldiers, and I found an air-raid 'shelter' behind the bunker and hid in.......

"Boom ......" I had just hid in the air-raid 'shelter' when shells hit our positions in patches. The whole sky was covered by the earth, rocks and gunpowder smoke kicked up by the shells, and there was a 'gloomy' everywhere, only the shells kept flashing around us.

However, fortunately, even if the Vietnamese artillery fire was fierce, they still had to take care of the powerful artillery of our army, so the Vietnamese bombardment soon stopped after a few minutes.

I dug through the dirt at the mouth of the hole and poked my head out to see that the corpses and garbage in front of the position were all gone, as if they had been smoothed out by this big hand, and the fortifications we had just built were blown to the ground in the blink of an eye, leaving only craters stacked on top of each other......

But fortunately, the soldiers had dug the air raid 'holes' in advance, so the casualties were not very large, and they all crawled out of the soil one by one.

"Organize defense!" I commanded the warriors.

In fact, at this time, the soldiers knew what to do, and they '' all kinds of weapons and lay down into the crater and aimed at the bridgehead.

The rumbling sound of motors came from the smoke of gunpowder, and I soon realized that the Vietnamese army wanted to use tanks to force the bridge over the Chi Khoo River.

For a poor country like Vietnam, all their weapons and equipment, as well as food and daily necessities, are begged from other countries, some from China and some from the Soviet Union, so advanced equipment such as tanks is very valuable to them. And the fact that they are now putting so many tanks here at one time also shows that the Vietnamese army is trying to recapture the lost bridgehead position at any cost.

"Camp Commander Wu! Battalion Commander Wu ......, "I called twice into the walkie-talkie, but no one responded at all.

I remember that there was a saying that the best weapon against tanks is tanks, so knowing that the enemy was going to use tanks to attack, I quickly thought of a few tanks in the hands of Battalion Commander Wu. But the communication of our tanks is really disturbing, and even the communication between tanks is very difficult, let alone the fact that I call them from such a distance.

"Correspondent!" I shouted at the soldiers.

"Here!" The correspondent answered in the crater more than ten meters away from me.

"Immediately notify the tank units to support the bridgehead! In batches, two at a time! I shouted.

"Yes!" The correspondent jumped to his feet and ran back.

The sound of the tank's motor was getting closer and closer, and I knew that I was in no hurry to wait for the tank troops to come up, so I shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Bazooka, recoilless gun, prepare for anti-tank!" ”

"Yes!" The fighters answered, and soon a dozen fighters ran up with several 'doors' and Type 69 bazookas.

I climbed a few steps forward and raised my binoculars to look at the bridge...... Thick smoke billowed up and down the bridge and the flames soared into the sky, and the entire bridgehead was surrounded by raging fires. Not far away, several Soviet-style tanks were covering a group of infantry slowly 'approaching' in the direction of our troops along the bridge. One of the leading tanks had already reached the center of the bridge, only a few dozen meters away from the positions of our troops......

......The soldiers hiding in the bunkers 'operated' machine guns and fired rows of bullets at the Vietnamese troops, but the Vietnamese troops did not suffer much casualties under the cover of tanks and smoke, and only a few Vietnamese soldiers who were on the side were hit and fell under the bridge.

I secretly screamed that the soldiers were exposing themselves to the fire of the enemy tanks, which might have not noticed them because of the smoke and fire, but this continuous machine gun fire was different.

This is not? After a while, the tank at the head turned the turret, adjusted the altitude, and then hit the pillbox with a "boom......

There was a scream from the bunker, and of course the half-blown iron 'door' could not stop the frontal bombardment of the tank guns, but I was afraid that those soldiers would be more than lucky this time.

"Bazooka!" I gritted my teeth and waved at the soldiers, and the four soldiers understood, and soon rushed forward with two 'door' bazookas, one left and one right......

But before the fighters could rush far, rows of bullets rained down. As soon as the Vietnamese army saw some figures in the smoke of gunfire, they frantically strafed and 'fired' in our direction, and the two soldiers on the left were immediately knocked down in a pool of blood. The two fighters on the right were also clever, jumping into a nearby crater as fast as they could, dodging the bullets, but they were also crushed in the crater and could not move.

After a while, the 'shooter' came out and hurriedly pulled the trigger on the enemy tank, and with a "chirp", the rocket flew in the direction of the Vietnamese army with a long tail, but unfortunately it did not hit. The rockets swept through the side of the tank's turret and flew towards the Ki Poor River.

"it!" I heard Li Zhifu, who was lurking not far away, scolding fiercely: "Such a big target is less than a hundred meters and you can't hit it!" Are you eating dry rice or what? ”

But to be honest, this really can't be blamed on the 'shooter', the bazooka thing doesn't have much 'precision' accuracy, it is said that the farthest 'shooting' range is 300 meters, but its warhead is greatly affected by the wind. It is said that if the wind reaches 1 meter per second, it will deviate from the target by 1.2 meters if it hits 300 meters.

1.2 meters is an idea, and a tank is only three meters wide, which means that even if you aim at the middle of the tank, it is very likely that it will be blown away from the whole tank by the wind. What's more, the soldier still hurriedly fired a rocket under the suppression of enemy fire.

The Vietnamese army once again 'shoot' at the two bazooka 'shooters' at the bullets, and even the anti-aircraft 'fire' machine guns on the tanks pressed at them. When the rockets were 'fired', the long tail trailing behind them 'exposed' their position, so of course the Vietnamese army did not want them to have another chance to 'fire'. The rows of bullets only hit the bazooka 'shooter' and couldn't move in the crater, and he couldn't raise his head at all.

Li Zhifu waved his hand, and soon two more bazooka 'shooters' rushed towards the bridgehead, but the fire of the Vietnamese AK47 was too fierce, and they were knocked to the ground by stray bullets in a short time.

"Zhu Jixing!" I ordered him over the intercom: "Mortar cover!" ”

"Yes!" Zhu Jixing answered, and shouted at the mortar troops that had already been prepared in the rear: "Open the artillery!" ”

"Boom ......" rows of shells exploded at the bridgehead, the mortars had been adjusted in advance, aimed at the Qiqiao River Bridge, the tank may not be afraid of mortars, but the infantry behind the tank could not withstand this bombardment, only the Vietnamese soldiers screamed and looked for cover everywhere. A few shells even exploded directly onto the bridge, causing the Vietnamese troops to fly everywhere like dumplings and fall into the river.

The infantry behind the Vietnamese army was already in a 'chaotic mess', but the tanks walking in front had not yet noticed it and continued to drive forward. This means that we have successfully separated the infantry from the tanks, and the rest of the matter will be easy.

Although the tank has strong defense, after all, the range that can be observed is limited, and there is gunsmoke billowing everywhere here, so don't look at him as terrifying, he is actually half blind.

I raised my binoculars and looked at the tank that was coming towards us, and it looked almost exactly like the 59 that our army was equipped. Later I learned that it was not actually 59, but a Soviet-style T-54 tank. Our army's 59 was developed with reference to this type of tank, so there is almost no difference between 'sex' ability and appearance.

The T-54 tank raised its barrel high and slowly appeared in front of us through the gunfire and billowing smoke. Having lost the cover of the infantry, it is like a 'lost' lamb, although this lamb is still constantly firing machine guns in our direction, but everyone knows that most of them are blind without a goal.

The two bazooka 'shooters' hiding in the crater were now raising their eyebrows, only to see a soldier with a bazooka come out with his head, take a careful aim at the enemy tank for a while, and then pull the trigger suddenly......

The "......" rocket dragged a trail of white smoke and flew straight towards the tank at a distance of less than 50 meters, and then exploded on the tank hull with a bang.

Although the turret armor of the T54 tank is more than 200 meters thick, the frontal armor of its hull is only 97 millimeters, where can it withstand the bombardment of the Type 69 bazooka, the tank was immediately hit hard, and then after a while, a muffled sound came from the tank, and soon a raging fire was ignited.

This is the defect of the traditional Soviet-made tank, because the Soviet-style ammunition "medicine" depot and fuel compartment are in the wrong position, so once the tank is hit, it is easy to break out the "secondary effect", that is, the legendary internal explosion. From this I also remembered the 59 in the equipment of our army......

"Good!" The soldiers cheered, because everyone knew that after successfully destroying a tank on the narrow bridge deck, it would undoubtedly become an obstacle to the advance of other Vietnamese troops, and we could breathe a sigh of relief.

But the warriors seemed to be rejoicing too soon, and behind the fire and black smoke of the T54, a larger monster slowly drove forward, and then pushed the T54 forward without difficulty......

At this time, the soldiers are 'confused' and continue to 'shoot'? It's all about the tank in front that has exploded, don't you fight? I just watched them cross the bridge......

''! I didn't expect the Yue devil to have this trick, and when I saw this, I couldn't help but curse in my heart: they seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and the first tank was ready to sacrifice.

"Rumbling ......", at this time there was a sudden sound of tank motors behind us, and after a burst of billowing smoke, two 59 tanks of our army appeared in front of me. Battalion Commander Wu stood on the turret and shouted at me, "Get out of the way!" Move...... Let me go over ......"

I didn't know what Battalion Commander Wu wanted to do, so I hurriedly ordered the soldiers to get out of the way. Battalion Commander Wu commanded the tank to drive forward non-stop, and when he approached the pillbox at the head of the bridge, he made a beautiful turn and stopped leaning on the pillbox.

So I knew what he wanted to do, he wanted to stand at the bridgehead and wait for the rabbit, if the Vietnamese tank continued to drive forward like this, it would soon expose its weak side armor in front of Commander Wu's tank guns. However, the Vietnamese tank could not see anything because of the fire and black smoke of the tank in front of it, and the tank of Battalion Commander Wu was covered by a pillbox, so it was really difficult to find him......

I couldn't help but secretly praise: the tank battalion is still a tank battalion after all, and it really has its own set of ways to deal with the enemy's tanks. Merely...... He won't forget to change the armor-piercing bullet again this time!