Nguyen Van Hung's arrogant actions made Zhai Mingyi, who had already hid in the tunnel but stayed near the entrance of the cave, angry.

After helping to pick up the comrades-in-arms outside to the pit, Zhai Mingyi lurked at the entrance of the cave, monitoring the movements outside, he had another idea, he wanted to rescue those comrades-in-arms who didn't have time to retreat.

Even if they have sacrificed, Zhai Mingyi does not want them to be humiliated by the enemy, and the violent corpses are under the cold rain and wind, especially Zhao Dahu, who is most familiar with them, has not been able to withdraw in, at this time his life and death are unknown, Zhai Mingyi wants to find an opportunity to probe the movement outside and make a plan for the next move.

Years of war have made these highlands at the forefront almost all become hollow natural fortresses, many mountains have built a large number of internal fortifications, and there are even as many as six or seven layers of roundabout space in depth, most of the fortifications have a large number of war preparation materials for protracted warfare, 54# highlands are like this, after years of recuperation, it has long been more than just a tunnel for hiding.

Zhai Mingyi's hidden hole was almost collapsed by rockets after they entered, and a large number of collapsed gravel and trees hid the hole just right, after the Vietnamese army attacked, they were busy clearing their positions, repairing fortifications, and treating wounded soldiers, and there were many tunnels and holes on this mountain, and almost no one cared about it.

The Vietnamese troops on the position could never have dreamed that behind a pile of rubble and dirt close to them, someone was watching with hatred what was happening outside.

Due to the limited viewing angle, Zhai Minh Nghi could not see that the Vietnamese army had found the seriously wounded Zhao Dahu and two other wounded soldiers, but when Nguyen Van Hung walked to the battle flag fluttering in the wind, tore it down and threw it to the ground and trampled on it, Zhai Minh Nghi was completely enraged.

The military flag represents the supreme honor of a soldier, and every soldier regards the military flag as more important than his own life, and they will never allow anyone to defile her.

Zhai Mingyi picked up the charge in his hand and shot at Ruan Van Hung along the gap at the entrance of the cave, but all he heard in his ears was the sound of a hollow impact, and he failed to fire a single bullet.

All the bullets in the chamber of the gun had been used up long before Zhai Mingyi entered the pothole, and he had been on guard since he came in, and he had not had time to replenish them.

But another weapon not far away made his eyes shine, an intact RPG-7 rocket launcher lying quietly on the ammunition box not far away, Zhai Mingyi picked him up and carried it on his shoulder without thinking about it.

Zhai Mingyi came to the entrance of the cave again.

A Vietnamese soldier outside had just planted their flag on the highest point of the position and fixed it with great force, and a Vietnamese army propaganda officer who had rushed up from the bottom of the hill was taking pictures of some Vietnamese soldiers gathered at the top of the hill with smug and arrogant faces.

Zhai Mingyi tried hard to adjust the angle, but the shooting angle was always inappropriate, and it was very easy to accidentally injure himself by firing a rocket in such a small place.

The cheers from outside stimulated Zhai Mingyi's nerves, and the soldier's sense of honor made his blood boil, and he wanted to let these fanatics outside know that there were still people holding the position here, and there were still people here who insisted on fighting.

Zhai Mingyi gritted his teeth, stood up, kicked away a thick stump across the entrance of the cave, and the gravel, messy wood, and soil attached to the stump suddenly lost their support point, and fell down with a 'boom', and the buried hole suddenly opened up, and Zhai Mingyi rushed out with a roar.

Those who were celebrating outside the entrance of the cave were stunned by the sudden change in front of them, and some Vietnamese soldiers who reacted a little faster hurriedly hurriedly grabbed the weapons around them.

But Zhai Mingyi wouldn't give them a chance, he raised the bazooka in his hand, and pulled the trigger fiercely at the Vietnamese military flag that had just been planted and the group of stunned soldiers under the military flag, and the rocket sprayed out with a flame of revenge.

There was a loud 'boom', and the gray smoke from the huge explosion flew into the sky wrapped in rocks, broken wood, and some stumps and broken arms, along with the Vietnamese military flag that had just been planted by the Vietnamese army and was falling into the valley.

The smoke on the top of the 54# highland gradually dissipated, and the once dense gunfire gradually became thin at this time.

Xu Zhijun's hand holding the telescope refused to let go, he was searching for the remaining hope in his heart.

The instructor walked over and patted Xu Zhijun on the shoulder.

"Lao Xu, go back, we must hurry up to study the deployment, organize the forces, and strive to recapture the position in the shortest possible time, go back."

When the instructor pulled down Xu Zhijun's stiff arm vigorously, he saw that the old partner in front of him, who had worked with him for many years and had not frowned after many hard battles, had burst into tears.

"Instructor, it's all over, my twenty or so brothers, that's it? Most of them are not yet twenty years old, and that's it? How can I, Xu Zhijun, explain to my parents after I go back? What other face do I have to meet their parents? Instructor! I have done iniquity! ”

After speaking, Xu Zhijun hit his head with his fist and cried.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, just because they haven't reached the sad place, Xu Zhijun, known as the 'iron man', has been able to talk and laugh with death countless times in the self-defense counterattack, but this time the defeat brought him a heavy blow.

In fact, at this time, both sides are waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a mediator to appear, to promote the two sides to stop the war, and the gradual dullness of the war has made many people have a slack mentality.

Xu Zhijun's line was originally relatively stable, but he didn't expect the Vietnamese army to suddenly exert force, gather heavy troops and take the 303 and 317 heights that their battalion was responsible for defending in a short period of time, and then captured the fortress of 54# highland with the absolute superiority of personnel.

After a few battles, Xu Zhijun had almost no company in his hands to maintain a complete structure, and the repeated loss of the position made Xu Zhijun fall into deep self-blame, he blamed himself for being too careless, and was not prepared enough for the offensive of the Vietnamese army, so that his soldiers let his soldiers stain the battlefield with blood.

But the heart of a soldier is strong, they can enjoy the joy of victory, but also can bear the blow of defeat, every painful lesson will make them change themselves, improve themselves, make themselves stronger, and at the same time will arouse their strong desire to defeat their opponents.

Xu Zhijun was completely enraged at this time.