Dien Bien Phu.

An earth-shattering explosion stunned Brigadier General Castries and more than 10,000 of his soldiers, and in their field of vision, the A1 Heights, which was the most important support for the entire battlefield, was erupting into the sky like an erupting volcano.

Together with everything on the heights.

Their fortress, their artillery and the soldiers guarding it, everything was completely consumed by this terrible explosion.

The scene was caused by the North Vietnamese army digging tunnels for more than a month, and then piling up explosives inside.

At the moment when the explosion passed, a regiment of North Vietnamese troops that had already moved to the bottom of the high ground immediately launched a frantic charge with AK47 automatic rifles, and the remnants of the Gallic army resisted desperately, but in the eyes of Brigadier General Castry, their fate was already doomed.

The brigadier general, who had just been promoted, reluctantly took off his hat and sighed, trapped in this hot and humid valley for half a year, and their initial courage had long been completely exhausted.

"The thunder and lightning of the Ming army."

Just then, an officer shouted excitedly.

Two ugly warplanes suddenly emerged from the clouds in the sky, and then the nose erupted with blazing flames, and the dense shells exploded in an instant in the attacking North Vietnamese army, scattering blood and stumps in the explosion, which made all the Gauls cheer.

But unfortunately, at the same time, a line of fire suddenly pulled out in the dense forest in the distance, and the two thunderbolts hurriedly gave up the attack and climbed to avoid, and then the rear of the North Vietnamese army, more lines of fire shot into the sky, one of which even directly hit one of the thunderbolts in the abdomen, but it was obvious that this was a large-caliber anti-aircraft machine gun, and it was just a spark in the belly of the thunderbolt. It did not cause it any real harm.

"This plane is so sturdy!"

The Gallic officer sighed.

But he had just finished saying this. Smoke billowed from another lightning engine. It was clear that it had also been hit, but only by hitting one engine and not causing fatal injuries, the Thunderbolt hastily dropped all its bombs at high altitude and then turned south and withdrew from the fight.

However, the other did not retreat, and still braved the artillery fire on the ground to support the Gallic army on the A1 heights.

Just then, a communications soldier handed a telegram to Brigadier General Castry.

The latter looked. Then he said to the officer just now with an expressionless face: "Inform you to go down and prepare to retreat." ”

Four hundred kilometers away, in Vientiane, Admiral Navar, commander-in-chief of the Gallic army in Annam, was boarding a propeller-turning helicopter.

Different from the most common Pixiu helicopter of the Ming army, this helicopter has two main rotors at the front and rear, one high and one low above the front and rear of the helicopter, and there is no elongated tail, of course, there will be no tail rotor to overcome the reaction force, this is the latest elephant heavy helicopter of the Ming army, that is, the original history of the Chinook.

"General, you don't have to go in person, do you?"

He Hui, the commander of the first theater of the Ming army, who was in charge of the operation, said with a smile.

"Ho. What I sent them to, I will bring them back again. ”

Nawal said.

"Okay. I'll go with you! ”

After He Hui finished speaking, he also boarded the elephant helicopter, and soon they slowly flew off the ground and rose into the air, and just behind them, there were countless helicopters of the same type that rotated their rotors and flew off the ground, this is the main force of Yang Feng's plan to rescue Dien Bien Phu, a full hundred elephant helicopters, these helicopters that can carry up to forty-four soldiers, only need three sorties to transport more than 10,000 Gallic soldiers and wounded from Dien Bien Phu back to Vientiane.

But it's not that simple.

Because before they arrived, it was necessary to solve the anti-aircraft fire of the North Vietnamese army around Dien Bien Phu, where there were two full double 37-mm anti-aircraft artillery regiments, plus four 14.5-mm anti-aircraft machine guns and 12.7-mm anti-aircraft machine guns, which together weaved a terrifying net of fire, and these anti-aircraft weapons were hidden in the dense forest, often moving and changing positions, and the Ming army did not achieve very good results in repeated bombing.

These huge and bulky helicopters can't afford to land with such firepower.

Someone has to clear the site early.

At this time, on the battlefield of Dien Bien Phu, Brigadier General Kastry's emergency cobble-together of thousands of reinforcements also arrived at the A1 heights, and the remnants of the Gallic army there desperately resisted the attack of the North Vietnamese army, and he must now defend this place, because once this high ground is captured by the North Vietnamese army, the entire Dien Bien Phu valley can be bombarded with heavy artillery, and it will be difficult for the Ming army's helicopters to land at that time.

The North Vietnamese Army was equally aware of the importance of this place.

In order to seize this vital height, they also gave up, ignoring the increasing number of Ming fighters overhead, ignoring the heavy mortar bombardment of the Gallic army, countless North Vietnamese soldiers, led by officers, with full hatred for the colonizers and infinite yearning for the future of New Annam, went forward one after another to charge in the blood-soaked land, using their automatic rifles to fire a storm of bullets at the enemy.

In their rear, the artillery of various calibers supported by Xinhua, from 105-mm howitzers to 107-mm rocket launchers, and even 160-heavy mortars, all rained shells frantically towards this small high ground, and the roar of rockets piercing the sky, and the screams of falling shells resounded in the sky.

In the explosion of artillery shells and the whistling of bullets, the Gallic troops stationed on the high ground also burst out with fierce combat effectiveness in order to finally escape from this hellish valley, and kept firing at the North Vietnamese army with their MAS semi-automatic rifles in every trench and behind every bunker.

In the sky above the battlefield, there were bombs and strafing Ming fighters, thunderbolts taking off from Vientiane, pirates taking off from the Kunlun, and Canberra taking off from Bangkok, like a swarm of vultures around the carrion, constantly swooping and pulling, dropping bombs on the ground, solidifying qi oil bombs and even white phosphorus. At this time, Annan had entered the rainy season, and the climate seriously affected the use of precision-guided weapons, and the Ming army had to take the risk of using unguided bombs.

"These damned Imperial Righteous Ones!"

Wen Jinyong, who was in command on the battlefield, looked at the North Vietnamese soldiers who were retreating under the bombardment of the Ming army in the distance with a telescope, and said with a trembling lip and grief and indignation.

"Chief of the General Staff, we have already lost more than three thousand people."

A general next to him said bitterly.

"Even if you lose 30,000 people, you must fight down, this is a decisive battle, do you understand, victory is decided here, no matter how many people die, this high ground must also be defeated!"

Wen Jinyong roared fiercely.

"Send the reserves up, and also, organize the battle team, and anyone who retreats will be shot directly!"

Then he added.

Under his strict orders, the North Vietnamese army soon organized another attack, and even the general just now went to the forefront in person, commanding the overseers to set up heavy machine guns in the rear, and did not hesitate to kill anyone who retreated.

However, their frantic attack did have an effect, looking at his own soldiers who were getting closer and closer to the Gallic army's defensive line, Wen Jinyong showed a very relieved smile, he didn't notice that in the distant sky, a huge group of planes was gradually flying.

"The enemy's transport planes, they are going to be airdropped again."

Just then, an officer shouted beside him.

Wen Jinyong raised the binoculars, and what appeared in his sight were twenty-four large four-engine transport planes, which were the Hercules of the Ming army, during this time, the Gallic army in Dien Bien Phu mainly relied on this kind of aircraft to provide supplies, and before they also landed directly at the field airfield below, but after their anti-aircraft artillery was deployed around in large numbers, these transport planes no longer dared to land, and could only drop supplies from the air, but because of the narrow airdrop site, there were often supplies floating to their side.

These transport planes will not be of much use, as long as this high ground is taken, the entire Gallic army of Dien Bien Phu will be completely under the gun.

However, he was wrong, what he didn't know was that it was on these transport planes that something that really killed him was brought in.

The latest order was received at the same time from the radio stations of all the Ming bomber attack planes in the sky, and then all these fighters flew away from the A1 heights and began to attack all the North Vietnamese anti-aircraft artillery fire around Dien Bien Phu under the same puzzled gaze of Brigadier General Castries and Moon Jinyong. Although they could not really eliminate the well-concealed anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns, such ferocious attacks still forced the vast majority of anti-aircraft guns to stop firing and move their positions as quickly as possible under the cover of the dense forest.

Wen Jinyong didn't care too much, in his opinion, this was just the Ming army providing cover for the airdrop, but he took this opportunity to break through the Gallic army's defense line with all his might.

But soon, he discovered the anomaly.

"What do they want to do?"

The Minister of Defense of Annan, who later came during the Sino-Vietnamese War, looked blankly at the top of his head.

Because the twenty-four Hercules transport planes did not fly above the Gallic army to airdrop supplies, but flew directly to the North Vietnamese army's various attack points, the main air defense positions, and the sky above the artillery positions, and formed a strange ring, and then began to hover non-stop, including one above his own head, this Hercules transport plane slowly opened the tail hatch in the circle, as if it was about to throw something down.

Suddenly, a terrifying picture appeared in Wen Jinyong's mind, which was New Delhi during the subcontinent war, and the mushroom cloud was rising.

"It's not good, retreat, quick, everyone retreat!"

He subconsciously screamed, and before the people around him could react, he was the first to pounce on the nearest Gasjeep.

And at this moment, on the twenty-four Hercules transport planes, twenty-four officers gave orders one after another: "Release!" (To be continued.) )

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