"We need air support, we need more air support!"

Lieutenant Colonel Moore, commander of the 1st Battalion of the 7th Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Cavalry Division of the US Army, shouted hoarsely in the light of the explosion of the shells, holding a wireless telephone in his hand, his face was covered with sweat and cement, and he didn't know which unlucky ghost's blood stains were stained, but he couldn't find Uncle Mei's handsomeness and command.

In fact, they were surrounded on the top of this small hill called Zhu Bang Mountain.

He had less than 500 soldiers, and he had to face a siege of more than 3,000 North Vietnamese soldiers, and when the nearest enemy was less than 50 meters, it was hellish to be able to command Ruo Ding, and he could even see the faces of North Vietnamese soldiers with AK47s. The bullets in the latter's hands were constantly reaping the lives of his men, and in the muddy and rudimentary trenches, in the flames of rocket-propelled grenades and 40 grenades, the American soldiers holding the M16 were desperately resisting the enemy's attack. The hot weather made everyone's faces dripping with sweat, and even soaked their military uniforms, but even so, no one dared to take off the heavy body armor, although this thing could not really block the bullets, but it could save their lives!

Behind Lieutenant Colonel Moore, the 12 105-millimeter howitzers lifted by helicopters on the artillery position were constantly roaring, providing fire support and psychological comfort to the American troops.

The main thing, of course, is the latter, after all, the North Vietnamese army did not have artillery, they only had bazookas, six-zero mortars and single-shot four-zero howitzers.

As soon as Lieutenant Colonel Moore's shout fell, two Sky Raiders in the sky suddenly swooped down, and then flew almost above the heads of the North Vietnamese troops, and at the moment when they flew over, dozens of North Vietnamese soldiers who were about to rush to the US military position were suddenly swallowed by the terrifying coagulated qi oil bomb magic flame, and the lava-colored flames even almost hit the American soldiers who shot with the probe. In the blink of an eye, the two Sky Raiders turned back from a distance and dropped a second round of napalm in the same way, and the situation of the American army was immediately reversed.

The excited American soldiers immediately cheered, but then a barrage of mortar shells fell among them, and although the 60 mortar shells were not very powerful, they still made the ring of wolves howl.

In the sky, two Sky Raiders swooped down on the mortar positions of the Vietnamese army.

However, in the jungle below, the North Vietnamese soldiers carried the Daming 60 mortars used by the volunteers on the battlefield of Goryeo as quickly as possible, and quickly completed the transfer and disappeared into the dense forest before the arrival of the Sky Raiders.

As soon as the North Vietnamese army saw them leaving, they immediately attacked again without hesitation, but as soon as they rushed halfway through, two super sabres appeared overhead, the whistling of jet engines swept across the battlefield rapidly, and the magic flames of coagulated oil bombs rose again in the North Vietnamese army below.

This was the most common scene on the battlefield of Annam, although the North Vietnamese army continued to attack fiercely in the face of American bombardment, but the result was still only more casualties in vain, and they could not win on such a battlefield without anti-aircraft weapons alone.

Of course, this does not mean that Lieutenant Colonel Moore's life is any better, the number of soldiers under his command who can fight is also decreasing, and every attack of the North Vietnamese Army will cause him certain casualties, although not many, but the continuous accumulation is still terrible, and he must endure here, because he was ordered to stay here to attract the nearby North Vietnamese Army, and give the American army a chance to completely sweep these guys.

Ambassador Lodge's death made the new commander-in-chief of the US forces in Vietnam, Westmoreland, so angry that he almost vomited blood, he came with the aura of a victor in the war between the Japanese and the country, and both the people and the government of the United States regarded him as the savior of solving the Annan problem. The welcome was warm, but it was just a slap in the face, so he was enraged and ordered Major General Thomas to completely wipe out all the guerrillas in the vicinity of Polaigu.

Major General Thomas also took advantage of the siege of Lieutenant Colonel Moore and asked him to be a magnet to attract all the North Vietnamese troops and Annam guerrillas in the nearby jungle, and then exterminate them with the powerful force of the American army.

While Lieutenant Colonel Moore was struggling to support himself on the Zhubang Mountain position, two other battalions of American troops and an Annam division and a Japanese army division had begun to encircle, including a mechanized infantry battalion. Unlike the original history of the US Army's 1st Cavalry Division turned into an Air Cavalry Division, the combat establishment of the 1st Cavalry Division at this time was very similar to the Ming Army, although it was a division, but it also took the brigade as the combat unit, Major General Thomas commanded the 3rd Cavalry Brigade, with a mechanized infantry battalion, 3 air cavalry battalions, plus artillery battalions and other support units, basically similar to a light brigade of the Ming Army.

In fact, this kind of establishment was formulated for the Ming army, so that one brigade of the US army could fight against one brigade of the Ming army.

And the closest to Lieutenant Colonel Moore at this time was the only mechanized infantry battalion in the hands of Major General Thomas, the Second Battalion of the Fifth Cavalry Regiment, they were only less than fifteen kilometers away from Lieutenant Colonel Moore at this time, of course, this is the distance on the map, in the ghost place of Annam, the distance on the map has no meaning.

"Quick, speed up!"

The battalion commander, Lieutenant Colonel Haque, sat on a warrior military vehicle and looked at the rice fields outside and said.

Compared with the standard Willis jeep of the US military, the middle and senior officers of the US military now like the warrior military vehicle, which is tall and powerful, powerful and comfortable to sit on, and more importantly, this military vehicle is protected by light armor, at least the assault rifle cannot be penetrated, which is especially important for the US military that may be hit by black guns at any time.

After receiving his order, the bulky M60 tank began to accelerate slowly on the muddy country road with the black smoke of insufficient diesel burning, and the huge body weighing more than 50 tons crushed two deep ruts, like a herd of steel rhinoceros towards the battlefield.

At this time, no one noticed that in the rice fields on both sides, the dirty muddy water suddenly stirred slightly, and then the heads of the green seedlings were raised one by one, and a pair of closed eyes opened.

The next moment, hundreds of lurking North Vietnamese soldiers suddenly raised their rifles and bazookas wrapped in plastic sheeting as fast as they could, and after quickly tearing them apart, they completed their aiming and pulled the trigger one by one before the US troops could react.

"Enemy attack!"

Lieutenant Colonel Huck shouted at the machine gunner on the bus.

Almost at the same time, a hail of bullets smashed into the warrior military vehicle, and before Lieutenant Colonel Huck could bow his head and lie down, the machine gunner's body fell through the skylight, and his entire face was smashed by the bullets, and the flesh was blurred at the lieutenant colonel.

However, the armor of the warrior army vehicle saved Lieutenant Colonel Huker, who bowed his head and lay down in his seat, grabbed the radio radio of the signal corps, and shouted: "Counterattack, counterattack!" ”

Of course, at this time, there was no need for him to say this, and the American soldiers also understood what to do, the turrets of those M60 tanks that were not destroyed turned, and then the vehicle-mounted large-caliber machine guns first sprayed a dense number of bullets, and the classic 12.7mm bullets harvested the lives of North Vietnamese soldiers like harvesting crops. But in the midst of the whips dragged out by the tracer bullets, the North Vietnamese soldiers continued to shoot at the American troops with their weapons as if they were dead, and all kinds of anti-armor ammunition exploded in the US convoy with 40 rocket launchers, armor-piercing grenades from single-barreled grenades, and even anti-tank grenades thrown at close range.

The mighty heavy tank was instantly transformed into a burning iron coffin.

The tailgates of the M113 armored vehicles in the US army were opened, and under the cover of the car doors, the US infantry quickly rushed out, relying on the cover of the large-caliber machine guns on board, looking for suitable concealment among the bullets of the North Vietnamese soldiers one by one, and then lying in the mud and raising their M16 automatic rifles to return fire.

The performance of the M14 in the Japanese War was too bad, and the Ming army had changed to small-caliber rifles, so the US army also began to replace the M16.

While the infantry opened fire, the 105-mm guns on the surviving tanks also opened fire quickly, and the shells continued to explode among the North Vietnamese soldiers.

The North Vietnamese soldiers, who understood that there was no point in resisting, immediately retreated, leaving behind more than a hundred corpses and finally hiding in the dense forest.

But the U.S. soldiers didn't let them go, and then chased and killed them, but as soon as these U.S. soldiers walked out, the mines that had been planted in the rice fields under their feet exploded, and more than a dozen U.S. soldiers were blown off their legs and fell into the mud wailing, and even some directly stepped on sharp bamboo sticks, also screaming in pain there.

"Call for air support, bombers!"

Lieutenant Colonel Huck stepped out of the skylight, held up the binoculars to observe the enemy's situation, and then said to the communications corps with a gloomy face, this short battle, which lasted only a few minutes, cost him almost a quarter of his tanks and armored vehicles, and nearly 100 soldiers were killed and wounded, so to speak.

The U.S. forces immediately stopped the pursuit, and the remaining M60 tanks raised their guns and began to shell the retreating direction of the North Vietnamese soldiers, while the infantry cleaned up the battlefield with a gloomy face to treat the wounded, and then a dozen Huey helicopters arrived.

Just as the American soldiers were carrying the wounded and dead onto the helicopter, in the sky above their heads, more than a dozen Lei Gong fighter-bombers arrived and dived down in the direction of the retreat of the North Vietnamese army.

With an awe-inspiring and inviolable look on his face, Lieutenant Colonel Huck stood on the warrior chariot, looked at the flames rising into the sky in the distance, waved his hand and said to the remaining subordinates: "Keep going!" (To be continued.) )