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Without warning, the French soldiers, including Leglis, were startled by the huge thunder coming from the southwest of the position, and the dazzling light instantly reflected the panicked faces. It is not difficult for people to cut off from the direction and distance, the violent explosion occurred on the side of the stone bridge across the river, and the most unfortunate thing would be that their contact with the rear would be greatly affected, and the combat supply would need to be transported from the downstream bridge by several kilometers of detour, and the road of retreat would also become complicated and dangerous.

With the field telephone lines already laid, the commanders on the positions soon received conclusive information: the stone bridge had been blown up by the North Vietnamese army, and the engineering troops were to build a temporary bridge on the spot in the shortest possible time.

What is clear is that the second half of the sentence did not at all calm the uneasiness in the hearts of the people, and the North Vietnamese army attacked and destroyed the stone bridge, which meant that they did not go away in defeat as some optimistic news described, and with the cover of the woods and night, they were haunted and ubiquitous, like cunning and ferocious wolves, peeking into their prey in the shadows, patiently waiting for the moment to strike the fatal blow.

While Leglis and his companions were at a loss, a middle-aged officer, who was not tall, came from the north side of the trench and said in a calm and powerful tone: "Hey, young men, don't panic, in the Indochina Peninsula, you will gradually adapt to the special environment here, the humid weather, the dense woods, the unique rice, and ...... Difficult opponents. They were like a Mongol army that excelled in cavalry tactics, except that they had no Mongol horses and could move quickly through the forest. Seeing the enemy's tricks, these are nothing to be afraid of, they actually have a lot of weaknesses, and they are by no means invincible! Most of them use outdated hand rifles, are desperately short of ammunition and heavy weapons, and they win by sudden close attacks, and the casualties in each battle must be several times or even ten times that of ours: their soldiers are courageous, but lack the skills of modern warfare, and know only a few simple, animal-inspired tactics. Seeing them as wolves that can walk upright, how do we deal with wolves? That is to fight hard, to break them with fierce, accurate, steady shots, and after repelling their attacks two or three times, you will find that they are scared, afraid, afraid to appear in front of you again, and slip away with their tails between their legs! ”

Leglis looked at the officer in amazement, wearing an Officer of the Order of Honor, the highest series of French medals established by Napoleon in the year 1, and only those who had made outstanding contributions to France were eligible. The officer, wearing a beret-like beanie, the rank of major, and armbands of armored troops, appeared to have served in the same armoured unit that provided support cover for the paratroopers, and had spent considerable time in the battlefields of Vietnam, fighting the North Vietnamese forces quite a few times.

The unknown major's language was heroic, but the paratroopers did not seem to be deeply moved. In the same army, there is a great deal of variation between the arms and the arm, the armored units are like the ancient heavy cavalry, charging on the battlefield and the scenery is infinite, the solid shell of the chariot provides them with an additional source of confidence, in contrast, the paratroopers need more courage and will to support themselves, and once they enter the battlefield they are often surrounded by the enemy, so they are more cautious and pessimistic.

"Hold your position, hold your weapons.1 The enemy is nothing but ......" Before he could finish speaking, the herald ran from the other side of the position, and he solemnly conveyed the latest order of his superiors: to send some companies to the stone bridge to assist the friendly defense. Judging by the number, the strength of these units accounted for a third of the defensive forces. …,

With less than 200 soldiers and a small number of armored vehicles to defend a field position, the confidence of the officers and men was not sufficient in the first place.1 Reducing one-third of the troops can be said to be even worse, and there is a road of three or four kilometers from the position to the stone bridge, although there are other defensive positions along the way, but in the face of an enemy like the North Vietnamese rebels, leaving the position and marching on the road between the rice fields and the woods, especially on such a dimly lit night, the officers and soldiers who were transferred to the troops were extremely disappointed that they finally lined up. And when the three armored vehicles hidden near the position were launched one after another and joined the team that was transferred to the stone bridge, the hearts of those who stayed behind were suddenly gone!

Legliss watched in a daze as the departed troops moved along the road towards the stone bridge, and his heart was filled not with mere fear, but with a mixture of extremely complex emotions mixed with dazedness, disappointment, and weakness.

In the following period, the paratroopers began to endure the torment of doubly pessimism, the movement of the front line was still sometimes high and sometimes sluggish, sometimes for half an hour there was almost no sound of gunfire, while the roads they guarded remained clear, and from time to time vehicles carrying the wounded returned from the front line, and this situation continued until midnight. Towards one o'clock in the morning, evacuees on foot appeared on the road ahead, and their condition looked terrible, and it was appropriate to describe it as "throwing away their armor". Hundreds of infantry were withdrawn in the direction of the stone bridge, none of whom had been ordered or volunteered to stay behind to strengthen the paratroopers' defenses, and a commotion began to arise around Leglis, who heard some paratroopers belonging to other companies discussing the retreat, and even officers and soldiers arguing loudly, and the improvised mixed force was slipping from the mood of the army to the brink of loss of control and mutiny.

Without waiting for Lieutenant Colonel Jérôme or other officers to step forward to improve the situation, flames flickered not far to the north, and gunfire and explosions rained down, and the retreat was not only an act of military law and morality, but the terrible end of leaving the position prompted the paratroopers to calm down. The heralds soon brought clear instructions to stick to them, and the officers gradually returned to their roles from the grip of panic, leading and urging the soldiers to be ready for battle at any time.

As always, the North Vietnamese attack was swift and courageous, and the retreat quickly turned into a chaotic run, and the battle spread along the road like a lit fuse, and Leglis and they could soon see with the naked eye the panicked resistance of the French infantry and the ferocious attack of the North Vietnamese soldiers. The French retreat was a mixture of transport trucks and armoured vehicles, which served as a fulcrum for the infantry to defend themselves against the North Vietnamese attack, but the North Vietnamese soldiers skillfully destroyed them one by one with explosives and incendiary objects, and the winding roads were littered with flashing or constant fire. Unable to retreat back, many French infantry left the road and rushed towards the paratroopers' defensive positions, the reinforcement of which should have pleased the paratroopers, but the stormy attacks of the North Vietnamese forces had left them no time to think about anything else. After the infantry arrived in disgrace or even empty-handed, the paratroopers unceremoniously supported them to take up arms or assist in the battle.

Despite the all-directional defensive firepower of the French paratroopers' positions, the chaos on the battlefield and the intention to inflict heavy losses on the French forces made the North Vietnamese commanders decide to attack. This time, they used a combat process that met the standards: artillery attack, machine gun suppression, infantry charge. Perhaps using artillery that had just been captured from the French, or perhaps using artillery that had previously been reserved, the North Vietnamese army gave the French GIs a taste of being shelled by the "barbarians". The shelling was short-lived, and the accuracy was barely accurate, but the intensity of the shelling still surprised and alarmed the Leglis, and the ensuing mortar bombardment caused them substantial threat and damage. Under the cover of light and heavy machine guns, hundreds of North Vietnamese soldiers attacked simultaneously from both the front road and the rice fields behind the flanks, exerting unprecedented psychological pressure on the French paratroopers, making it seem that the attackers could conquer the position in one go! …,

In the face of adversity, the French paratroopers were like springs to the bottom, bursting out with an astonishing fighting spirit with a fighting mentality, and their positions became like madmen on the scythe of death, and any North Vietnamese soldier who dared to approach them could not escape the fate of blood spattered. The paratroopers fired almost frantically, their comrades were knocked down by the enemy's bullets, and the rest continued to fire without slowing down, and the dense bullets and sustained mortar fire formed an invisible meat grinder in front of the position, engulfing the large number of North Vietnamese soldiers who had thrown themselves into the attack with terrifying speed. The shocking battle scenes and unbearable casualties caused the North Vietnamese commanders to quickly adjust their tactics, and the attacking soldiers quickly retreated, while the French paratroopers were still firing, and they did not hesitate to pour bullets on the fallen North Vietnamese soldiers, like farmers who toiled and ploughed their fields......

The North Vietnamese army temporarily stopped attacking the French guarded positions, but the fighting on the road continued, and the French infantry who retreated from the front line were unexpectedly and helplessly bitten like beasts by their opponents, and the team holding on to the spot became smaller and smaller, until a group of French tanks retreating from the front line arrived along the road to this area, the situation improved, and the surviving French infantry gathered around the tank column and slowly withdrew under the protection of tank fire, and some of them were constantly knocked down by bullets fired from a distance, But most people managed to escape. As the group passed by the front of the position, the paratrooper positions diverged again, and the infantrymen who had taken refuge had largely chosen to join the retreat, which was probably the best chance for the paratroopers to evacuate, but many of them were disappointed by the commander's decision to stick to their duties. Staying, which means that in the four or five hours before dawn, they are likely to face more brutal and bloody battles, and are on the verge of total annihilation...... ）

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