The only hygienist on the battlefield was also wounded, but he still had time to bandage everyone's wounds.

Chen Xiaotian refilled the ammunition while letting everyone report, and stopped when he counted to fourteen.

Chen Xiaotian's hand froze there, he raised his eyes and looked at his comrades-in-arms, there was no need for encouragement and comfort at this moment, the soldiers who had already killed red-eyed knew that this was the final showdown, either you died or I lived.

"Everyone hurry up and send the sacrificed comrades-in-arms and seriously wounded to the lanes, brothers, the people are in the position, as long as we still have a breath of air, we must not easily set foot on this land by the Vietnamese army, we must let them know what the real Chinese soldiers are!"

"The enemy is coming!"

With the sound of warning, the dense gunfire rang out again, and everyone grabbed their weapons and aimed at the Vietnamese death squad at the foot of the mountain, which was also fighting to the death.

The occupation of the first line of positions cost Le Hun a lot of casualties, and he himself was shot in the shoulder, and after a simple bandage, he regrouped his troops, and the troops led by Nguyen Van Hung also arrived.

The two discussed for a while, and quickly organized their forces to start the second attack, they knew that once the other party got a chance to breathe, it would be more difficult for them to take this high ground than to ascend to the sky.

This time, Le Hong and Nguyen Van Hung rushed to the forefront of the team together.

It was an unprecedentedly fierce battle of attack and defense, and it was almost noon since the beginning of the morning, and the six or seven hours of fierce fighting had completely turned the soldiers on both sides into flesh and blood fighting machines.

From time to time, some people around Chen Xiaotian were wounded and fell to the ground, and many of the corpses of the Vietnamese soldiers who attacked and were killed were directly planted in their trenches, and after a few rounds, there were only seven or eight people left around Chen Xiaotian who still had the ability to fight, and they were still desperately resisting the more and more Vietnamese troops who were gathering more and more.

Nguyen Van Hung, who commanded the attack on the mountain before the charge, knew that with a little more effort, his troops could reach the highest point of the position.

Nguyen Van Hung's eagle-like eyes, which he watched as the battle changed as he moved up the hill, keenly caught the leader of the opposing position, and yes, he spotted the commander of the enemy on the opposite side.

Nguyen Van Hung grabbed a soldier next to him who was rushing to the top of the mountain with a bazooka, snatched the bazooka in his hand, put it on his shoulder, aimed at the target on the mountain, and pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the rocket flew to the top of the mountain with a puff of white smoke.

Looking at the fewer and fewer brothers around him, looking at the more and more Vietnamese troops gathered, Chen Xiaotian's heart swelled with an indescribable sadness, he knew that it would not take a while for his brothers to die here if he continued to fight like this.

He can't do that, he wants to leave some seeds, some roots for this heroic company with glorious traditions.

"Big Tiger, quickly lead the brothers into the pit and hold on, quickly."

While giving orders, he hit the Vietnamese army in front of him, and a rocket flew towards him with a flash of fire in the distance.

"Lie down!"

He shouted and pushed away a soldier beside him, the rocket exploded not far in front of him, Chen Xiaotian was knocked to the ground, half of his face was blown to the flesh and blood, his eyeballs burst out, and he passed out.

Zhang Quanle, who was not far from Chen Xiaotian, was also shocked by the huge shock wave and flew out and fainted to the ground, Zhao Dahu held a squad with a light machine gun and kept shooting, this was already the last box of bullets, and the barrel of the gun was already red.

"You two, take Chen Pai down!"

He ordered Shen Dapeng and Zhai Mingyi, who were not far from him.

"Brother Tiger! You go down, and we're on top here. ”

Zhai Mingyi ran out of the last few bullets in the gun.

"Fart, take Chen Pai down, this is an order, let's go!"

Zhao Dahu knew that the slightest hesitation now would cost him his life.

Shen Dapeng gritted his teeth, and he roared, "Yes!" ”

turned around and Zhai Mingyi drove Chen Pai alone, and Zhang Quanle, who was stunned, and retreated into the tunnel.

Zhao Dahu continued to call out to the only few comrades-in-arms while blocking the attack of the Vietnamese army, while retreating into the tunnel, seeing that they were about to rush into the tunnel, a rocket exploded not far in front of him, Zhao Dahu and another soldier were shocked and flew out of the position, fainted.

When Nguyen Van Hung's feet finally stepped on the 54# highland, his heart was full of emotion, this is the hardest battle for the highlands he has fought since joining the army, in order to take this place, dozens of brothers who have been with him for many years died here, it can be said that he stepped on the blood of his brothers to the top of the mountain.

"Send the sacrificed soldiers below to be properly settled, bring their children who are willing to join the army, and settle those who have elderly people at home."

This is what he said in his heart, he was very fierce on the battlefield, he shot the soldiers who retreated, almost everyone had seen his ruthlessness and cruelty, many people had an inexplicable fear of him, but he also treated the soldiers who died in battle with special kindness, often gave his allowance and some captured items on the battlefield to the families of the fallen soldiers, and he always took the lead and charged in the front line every time he attacked the city, which made him have a high prestige among the soldiers, which was also the key to his team to fight a tough battle.

He was inspecting the high ground, which had been ploughed several times by artillery fire, when he suddenly felt an indescribable palpitation.

What kind of team is guarding here!

With the support of such powerful artillery fire, the strength of almost a company was mobilized, and dozens of casualties were paid to overcome it, one can imagine the terrifying combat effectiveness of this unit stationed here.

In addition to palpitations, a trace of respect sprouted in his heart for the Chinese soldiers who were guarding here and made him pay a heavy price.

It is an eternal rule to respect only the strong on the battlefield, no matter how many painful memories and injuries it has brought you.

But this sudden flash of respect was quickly extinguished by him, and the hatred of the enemy reoccupied his brain and his nerves, and it was this powerful opponent that aroused his desire to fight a decisive battle, and now that he had done it, he had defeated the powerful opponent on the other side, and it was an honor, and he now had every reason to hold his head high with pride and look down on everything in front of him.

"Report, several survivors found, please advise on what to do." A soldier ran over to report.

"First take them down, treat them, send them down with our wounded, find a place to bury the dead, make a mark, hurry up and hurry up to repair the fortifications, the Chinese soldiers will not be so good at giving up."

He walked to a commanding height, where the flag of a smashed Chinese army still stood stubbornly, fluttering in the wind, looking down on him like a strong man's head high.

A nameless anger rose in his heart, and Nguyen Van Hung took a few steps, pulled down the battle flag, which was full of bullet holes, dirt, and blood, threw it vigorously at his feet, and then stepped on it.

A sergeant next to him planted one of their flags, and looking at the flying battle flags, Nguyen Van Hung let out a long breath.

At this time, Ruan Wenxiong was full of ambition, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth when he looked at the flying flags.

But he never imagined that inside a mound not far from him, through a small gap, a pair of eyes full of hatred were staring at him.