At the beginning of the battle, everything went according to Nguyen Van Hung's expectations, seeing that the vanguard was still less than a hundred meters away from the opponent's position, and the opponent's flares made his attack have to be carried out in advance, from this point alone, he admired the astuteness and vigilance of the opponent's commander from the bottom of his heart, which was a kind of opponent he liked.

In a hidden temporary command post at the foot of the mountain, Nguyen Van Hung held a telescope in his hand and stared at the battle on the 54# heights.

Li Hong's assault platoon was strongly blocked by the enemy shortly after the attack, and it was clear that the defenses here were carefully set up, forming a dense fire net over the heads of the attacking troops.

Li Hong's attacking troops were suppressed in a slightly open area less than 70 meters from the enemy's front line, and the hastily organized machine-gun positions were soon eliminated because they lacked sufficient coordination and coordination to contain the enemy's firepower.

Seeing this situation, Nguyen Van Hung ordered all the attack groups on standby to provide fire support to enter the battle, quickly enter the attack area to carry out effective strikes against the opponent, and at the same time provide effective fire support for the attacking troops.

For a time, almost all the weapons and equipment that could be used, such as 82 mortars, recoilless guns, 60 mortars, 40 rocket launchers, etc., were called.

Nguyen Van Hung seemed to feel that the firepower was not strong enough, so he transferred two more anti-aircraft machine guns and personally led the team to join the battle group.

In the face of the Vietnamese army's fierce offensive like a torrential rain, the soldiers defending the position suddenly doubled the pressure, the Vietnamese army's anti-aircraft machine guns and mortar shells bombarded them unable to raise their heads, under the bombardment of the Vietnamese army's heavy weapons, the people on the position even if they organized some counterattacks, they looked pale and powerless, and the few remaining bowl-thick trees at the front of the position have been cut off by machine gun bullets.

Li Hong, who was hidden in the shadows, saw an opportunity to take advantage of it, and with his assault platoon, he jumped out of the hiding place with a 'whoosh' and quickly rushed to the top of the mountain.

More than 10 meters in front of the right of Zhang Quanle and Zhai Mingyi's positions was the position of Xiaolong and another soldier, Xiaolong, who had almost beaten the barrel of his gun red, was suppressed by the fierce fire of the Vietnamese army and could not raise his head for a long time, and the bullets hit the gravel and dirt splashed on the position and hit him in the face and body.

The little dragon curled up in the trench, curling incessantly, occasionally raising his gun to shoot outward, but also blindly fighting, he was not willing to be suppressed like this, and turned around and took out a shoulder-mounted bazooka from the cat's ear hole.

"! Lao Tzu doesn't believe you, the fuck is made of copper and iron. ”

The warrior next to him also took a flamethrower from the hole and placed it beside him.

"It's made of copper and iron, and Lao Tzu will melt them today, and let them taste the taste of roast suckling pig in a while."

Taking advantage of the momentary stagnation of the enemy's firepower, Xiaolong stood up and leaned out of cover.

He already knew the approximate location of the opponent's firepower when he was attacked just now, but it was not easy to knock them out, the enemy was below, and if he wanted to hit them, Xiaolong had to lean out as much as possible, so that he could have a shooting angle, but in this way he would expose himself to the opponent's gun.

But Xiaolong couldn't care about these anymore, and at this time his mind was only supported by one belief, that is, he must defeat the opponent's firepower and not rush up from the Vietnamese army.

The dragon's prediction was quite accurate, and the timing of his shot was perfect, as he saw one of his anti-aircraft machine gun positions flattened by his rockets, and some other ammunition may have been detonated, causing a series of large and small explosions, accompanied by flying bullets.

Looking at the fireworks flying like fireworks in the distance, Xiaolong wanted to roar excitedly, but he couldn't make a sound in his throat anymore.

At the same time as he fired, more than a dozen submachine gun bullets hit his unstable body, and he reluctantly stretched out his hand and pointed at the opposite side, and his body fell with a bang.

Before he fell to the ground, his heart stopped beating, and the moment he fell, the corners of his mouth were clearly smiling, and the scene became the last, frozen image left in his mind.

All this is like a set of movie bridges, and it turns into an eternal freeze frame in the eyes of Lezi.

The warrior next to Xiaolong didn't see how Xiaolong was hit at all, and he shouted "Brother Long!" Before he could reach the dragon, a row of bullets hit him in the abdomen, and he was beaten back into the trench.

All this was completed in more than ten seconds, and the transformation of life and death was completed in more than ten seconds.

The closest to them were Zhang Quanle and Zhao Dahu, and the blood that burst out from Xiaolong's body even splashed on Quanle's face.

If Zhang Quanle still had a trace of fear of war in their hearts at the beginning of the battle, but this situation made this fear come to naught, and the soldiers who had already killed the red eyes turned their fear into hatred and shot at the enemy in front of them.

War can transform people into the devil in an instant.

Zhang Quanle didn't even have a chance to find out the name of the other soldier until now, but he witnessed the whole process of the two being hit by bullets, this scene made his eyes bleed and his blood gushed, and this scene also completely evoked the primitive wildness in the depths of his humanity, making him completely forget the treacherous environment he was in.

Zhang Quanle shouted:

"Brother Long!"

The body jumped out of the trench as soon as he was vertical, his hideous face was terrifying, and the submachine gun in his hand began to roar.

Zhao Dahu, who was next to Lezi, was stunned by this sudden change, and wanted to reach out to grab it but it was too late, Zhang Quanle jumped through like a dexterous rabbit, and countless craters and blown trees became a barrier for him to stealth.

Zhang Quanle shot and ran in the rain of bullets, completely forgetting the danger around him, he just wanted to drag his comrades back to the bunker, he didn't want them to be exposed to the enemy's artillery fire.

Zhang Quanle moved quickly, while holding a gun to shoot at the Vietnamese troops who had broken through to the front, these few fast-legged Vietnamese soldiers may not have expected this situation, and before they could react, the oncoming bullets made them fall to the ground and never get up again.

Shen Dapeng and Zhai Mingyi also saw the scene in front of them, and the long-term cooperation made them naturally jump up to cover for the fun, the tall and strong Zhai Mingyi took the squad and used a light machine gun to shoot fiercely at the Vietnamese army who had crossed the open area, Dapeng's submachine gun was not idle, and the long-term hard training finally showed its power at this moment.

Dapeng's rapid point fire was almost missed, and the replacement of magazines without gaps allowed him to always maintain a state of continuous shooting, two people hit one far, one close, and the cooperation was seamless, and more than a dozen Vietnamese soldiers were like being tripped by an invisible rope at the front of the position, unable to take one more step forward.

After Zhao Dahu emptied the bullets in the submachine gun, he leaned over and picked up a bazooka, and blasted at a machine gun position in the distance, and a cloud of smoke and dust rose as far as the eye could see.