Wang Guodong understands why Xingtian is respected, generally people with some means will be arrogant, but Xingtian does not, he has never shown how superior he is, he has never shown my ability to be a high-ranking official, I am very awesome posture, he is just an ordinary soldier, an ordinary instructor and such a character.

No matter what the people around him thought of him, he never swelled.

"Enemy planes are coming, fast into the bomb shelter!"

"Enemy planes! Enemy! ”

The Yankees' bombers finally arrived, and Xingtian also hid in the bomb shelter when he heard the shouts of air raid warnings.

The fighters are familiar with evading air raids, and no one is frightened by the bombs dropped one after another like Ma Youde at the beginning.

After a burst of sound breaking through the air, the bomb fell on the hill under the jungle, and the huge tremor once again showed the powerful air power of the US military, and the US military also held air supremacy in Vietnam!

"Boom~Boom~"

Tons of bombs fell, and something different was produced in the cool cave because of this wave, it was anger!

Chu Jian leaned against the cave wall and said, "I really miss it, it seems that I have returned to North Korea again." ”

Xing Tian held the gun, shook his head and shook off the dirt on his hat and said: "You are born to be bombed, if you don't blow you up, you will be uncomfortable, right?" ”

"Haha.....!"

There was a burst of laughter around Xingtian's words, they were all veterans, no one was nervous about the explosion anymore, it can also be said that they were a lot more open-minded, from the moment Gao Baoguo and others followed Xingtian abroad, they didn't take their lives seriously, at most they were dead, as long as they couldn't die, they would continue to make trouble for the Yankees, sabotage, and of course killing!

As the air raid continued, no other soldiers could be heard laughing in the air-raid shelter except for Xingtian's laughter, because they were still in the stage of accumulating anger, Xingtian was different, they didn't need to accumulate any more, because they had enough enmity with the Yankees!

The indiscriminate bombing was the prelude to the US military's signature attack, and now you don't need to look outside to know that the hordes of soldiers are advancing towards the mountain, and the laughter in the cave soon stopped, and Xingtian, like the other soldiers, also clenched the weapons in their hands, waiting for the moment when the air raid ended!

After a while, the laughter was gone, and all that remained in everyone's ears was the rumbling echo, or the same sentence, who wanted to stay in this cave where the black rumble would collapse at any moment and listen to the constant explosions overhead?

Nobody wants to, and the cause of all this is the hegemony of the US government.

What bullshit for freedom, for the reunification of Vietnam, it is all high-sounding bullshit, in the final analysis, the United States thinks that there will be profits to be made after helping South Vietnam consolidate its power, and the damned capitalist countries think about interests first, and then they don't care how many people will die on the way to seize benefits!

Where there is oppression, there is resistance, this is true, the same is changed here to become where there are Yankees, there are Chinese, and where there are lone wolves!

Gradually, the bombardment stopped, and the smile on Xingtian's face was long gone, and he changed to a calm and cold face: "Follow me, lone wolves!" ”

"Oh roar ~ kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

A group of people followed many fighters out of the air-raid shelter where they were hiding, and as soon as they got out of the hole, they were hit in the face by a burst of gunfire, and under the cover of the bombers, the American GIs had already begun to climb up towards the mountain, and the distance between the two sides was less than 100 meters!

Xingtian pounced on the rocks of the rolling heat, the explosion just now made the whole mountain like a steamer, a piece of broken shrapnel embedded in the rock, the protruding water chestnut cut Xingtian's forearm while Xingtian pounced, the wound was not deep, it did not affect the shooting, but this environment was really bad!

The military uniform is thin, and it is normal to be cut open, Xing Tian just cursed in a low voice, and then stretched out the barrel of his gun and looked down the mountain, the Yankees came out of the forest!

At this time, Yamashita was afraid that the Chinese troops would launch an artillery attack, so the first wave of attacks was scattered, and they were here to attract artillery fire, and they were the real cannon fodder.

Unlike North Korea, Vietnam has few mountains and dense forests, transportation is difficult, even railways cannot be built, and there are more manpower than machinery, so it is more difficult to transport artillery shells in such an environment, so this wave will not attract artillery strikes at all.

But if the first wave of the attack is not defeated, when the second wave comes up, the cooperation between the two boxes is likely to make the position unable to cope, but it is still necessary to mention the indomitable spirit of the Chinese, unable to use machinery to transport heavy shells, then small-caliber mortar shells should be no problem, right?

We lack everything, but there is no shortage of people, so the mortar ammunition that can be carried by manpower is enough, enough to deal with the following battles.

So before Xingtian began to shoot, he personally experienced the scene when more than 100 mortars fired in a salvo, and the explosion of small-caliber shells was not comparable to that of heavy artillery, but it was also very encouraging.

After a round of meteor-like scenes, the soldiers blocking the hill shouted:

"Haha, blow up, blow up, blow them up!"

"Enjoy, fight, beat them all back!"

"Let you jump to your feet and scold us again, haha, eat me a shot!"

"It's useless to talk less, kill!"

The battle became fierce because of the appearance of mortars, and the artillery fire of the US army finally hit at this time, the artillery attack was not very fierce, and it is estimated that the US army did not use too good methods for jungle transportation, and the shells did not have the grandeur and majesty of the Korean battlefield at all.

The American GIs, wearing their own green steel helmets, took advantage of the support of their own artillery fire, twisted their butts and pounced on the mountain, and Xingtian also launched his own points storage plan after the artillery fire stopped.

The moment he raised his head from the trench, Xingtian quickly looked at the battlefield under the mountain, and then stared at a lieutenant behind the charging team, if you want to kill, you must first pick up the big kill, look at the lieutenant's cowering appearance, I think he is a person who is afraid of death, Xingtian is happy, you should be unlucky!

So there was a different gunshot in a ping-pong gunshot, Xingtian's gun and other people's guns can be heard obviously different, his gunfire is not very loud, because PSG1 is quite precise, so that the gun body is very closed everywhere, the gunfire is naturally much smaller than the current weapon, if you add a silencer, then the PSG1 sound when shooting can be reduced to a minimum.

Now you don't need to care about the size of the gunshot, it's just that a real killer weapon is hidden in the sound of gunfire!

The lieutenant in the scope died without any suspense, and the penaltyman continued to coldly aim at the next target, his crosshairs were aimed at the eyebrows of the next soldier, and from the face of the soldier, he saw the expression of gritting his teeth, it seems that this soldier hates the Chinese very much, but unfortunately he has no chance to show his anger.

"Smack~!"

(End of chapter)