The sound of artillery continued, since it had been suspected by the enemy, so Huang Shan simply asked his subordinates to continue to attract the enemy's artillery fire, and made some wicker and rags to put on the big tree, so that the mountain wind blew back and forth, more like the movement of troops.

More than 400 people, divided into two troops, Huangshan with a 50-strong elite force, quickly met the place where the artillery fired.

And John, with the rest of the men, took on the task of covering and confusing the enemy, and followed in the footsteps of Huangshan to move forward.

Two kilometers away, in the middle of a hillside, a few earthen ramps, surrounded by dense grass. The trees are not very tall, strange rocks are towering, and the mountain road cannot be seen, and the whole is a messy stone hill.

It's such a messy stone hill, if you don't look closely, you can't find the secret inside, the grass is zoomed and yellow, and there is a sound in the grass.

"Sir, do we want to keep firing?"

A mid-ranking North Vietnamese officer with a telescope quietly surveyed the artillery coverage ahead. This officer was thin, his face was scorched, and he was also earthy, after all, the environment itself was relatively poor, and he hid in the loess mound all day long, and no one could get better there.

After watching the enemy situation for a few minutes, the officer sighed and said; "Our shells didn't fall from the sky, one shot was wasted, and I don't know who gave the broken information, sixty or seventy shells were wasted, and not a single ghost was found. Save a little bit and see that there are specific goals there to send again. ”

Then he pointed his finger in the left and right directions, "Let the third battalion open their artillery, and the first battalion and the second battalion will not open for the time being." ”

The soldier agreed, stood up, waved the flag, and soon the dense artillery sound began to weaken, only to see the obvious shaking target before firing, in fact they did not know whether it was hit or not,

"Regiment commander, do you think there will be American troops ahead?"

"There is a fart US military, they are all hundreds of kilometers away from here at this time, the US military is some cowards and death-fearing ghosts, how can they go so far into our army, and they don't dare to give them a dare."

"Also, it is estimated that it is all false information, the people in the intelligence department are all mixed food, or the regiment commander, you are amazing, hiding here, the US military planes have never discovered us." The people below complimented the regimental commander.

The middle-level officer got proud and picked up the phone line, "Give me the command headquarters, division commander, we can't fight yet, this is the broken information provided there, I didn't even look down at a ghost for a long time, but a lot of shells were thrown." ”

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, this is a military secret, and you, as an artillery commander, don't even understand this bit of military discipline! Continue to monitor the target, open fire. The other end of the phone replied majestically.

The middle-level officer was criticized, so he had to scold his mother in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

He continued to ask: "Division commander, what is the arrival of the infantry that has reinforced us on the ground?" I always feel a little unsure. ”

"What's not down-to-earth, the U.S. military is afraid of death, and they don't dare to do anything when they come. But just in case, I've already arranged for two infantry companies to rush over to assist you in your defense. ”

The middle-ranking officer was very happy when he heard the words of the division commander, and hurriedly said: "Division commander, great. By the way, there is a thing, don't forget to ask the infantry to give us a little shells. ”

"Commander, did you hear that? Hey, why don't you speak, hey, commander. ”

It's strange, why the phone hasn't moved, "Sapper, check the line." ”

The middle-ranking officer felt a little strange, and the soldier next to him said: "Is it that the upper side is unwilling to replenish ammunition and hangs up the phone?" ”

"It's not quite like it, it's also a little possib, who knows, forget it, it's better to check the line, go back quickly."

The two sappers agreed to go out.

Not far away, more than a hundred meters away, there was a group of people, led by a Chinese, with resolute eyes and medium stature, this person was Huangshan.

Leaving the two broken telephone lines on the side, he said: "According to reconnaissance, there are a total of thirty-six artillery pieces and mortars on these three nearby hills, but they are all of small and medium-sized calibers. Suitable for close-quarters combat. ”

"Colonel, what are we going to do?" The U.S. soldier next to him asked quietly.

"If the phone line is broken, they will definitely send someone to repair it, and I don't need to say more about the rest!"

"Understood!"

Two North Vietnamese sappers swaggered to the place where the telephone line was broken, repaired it for a while, and connected the telephone line.

Engineer A thinks it's a little strange, this phone line seems to have been deliberately broken!

"I don't see it, it looks like the telephone line was vibrated and moved to the stone next to it, and then it was worn off by the stone. It's still very safe here, the Yankees don't have the guts to come here, and besides, the people here are all supportive of us, and there should be very few hostile elements. "Engineer B seems to be confident.

"Okay!" After finishing the repair, they began to pack up their tools and prepare to leave, and as soon as they got up, the two of them suddenly felt a heavy blow to the back of the head, and then staggered and collapsed to the ground.

Soon, the clothes of the two were stripped off and put on Huang Shan and a Chinese soldier.

There are many Chinese-Japanese Americans in the U.S. military, and there are Koreans like Captain Park.

This is a soldier of Japanese descent named Ryuji Yamamoto.

The two men were dressed like two sappers, pulled their hats down, straightened their clothes, and quietly walked down the hillside along the path that the two sappers were treading on.

There were two guards standing on the hillside, and when they saw the two of them coming back, they said hello, and Huang Shan lowered his head and waved to them.

Then he quietly continued to walk, and when he reached the mountainside, he did not know where to continue, so he could only follow the telephone line, and after looking for a while, he found the line leading to the grass.

After walking a few steps, the North Vietnamese artillery commander automatically came out of the grass and said to the two: "Why is it so grinding, has it been repaired?" ”

Huang Shan didn't know much Vietnamese, but he kept nodding his head and didn't dare to speak much. As soon as he spoke, he was exposed.

Huang Shan whispered to his companions: "Quick, rush over and catch him off guard." ”

Huang Shan walked a few steps quickly and came to the grass, and the head of the regiment looked at him a little weird, "What are you doing, why don't you speak." ”

Huang Shan smiled slightly, raised his head, held a pistol in his hand, and pointed at the other party,

"Send empty clothes."

The regiment commander was stupid, and just wanted to resist, Huang Shan directly hugged the other party's shoulder, and as soon as his arm was forced, the other party immediately couldn't move, and the pistol was against the opponent's waist at the same time.

It looked like the two of them walked into the turret in the grass with their arms around their necks.

Ryuji Yamamoto was a little nervous in his heart, and it was inevitable that he would not be nervous in a face-to-face close confrontation with the enemy.