Major General Wembol slept soundly last night, tossing and turning on the hard marching chuáng as if something was going to happen. The demonstrations of the Vietnamese during the day and the bloody massacres reported by Major Pierre shocked him too much.

Although he doesn't care about the lives of those Vietnamese, it doesn't mean that he doesn't care about his own lives. The French had surrendered, and the soldiers of the French colonies in Vietnam were like children without mothers and families, deprived of supplies and soldiers, and without command, and now they were on their own. Now there is an unstable mood in the army, and the soldiers are eager to return to China to reunite with their relatives, but everyone knows that if they go back like this, the result can only be to enter the German prisoner of war camp, and the torture of not being able to return home has made the soldiers' spirits tense to the limit, and the occurrence of the Dien Bien Phu City Hall massacre today cannot but be said to be a result of the soldiers venting their anxiety in their hearts.

"Will the Vietnamese retaliate? Ho Chi Minh's Social Workers' Party has a high appeal in Vietnam. Thinking of this, Major General Wembor's pajamas suddenly disappeared, and immediately turned over and sat up from the chuáng, turned on the Chuáng head lamp, and the orange glow of the light illuminated Major General Wembor's room in a hazy light.

Looking at my watch, "It's only 5:30 in the morning!" ”，

"Ringing ringing", the rapid ringing of the telephone rings like an alarm bell in the silent night.

"Hey, I'm Major General Wembor, what's the matter?" ，

"Your Excellency, Major General, it's not good, those Vietnamese are making trouble again, they are gathering all over Dien Bien Phu City, and now the city is full of torches and people, Dien Bien Phu is all in chaos, Your Excellency Major General, we need support" Do you hear us, we need support! ”，

Listening to the hurried call in his ears, Major General Wembor could imagine how anxious Major Pierre was on the other side of the phone.

"Hold on, I'll send reinforcements immediately!" No matter how bad the mood was, Major General Wembor still tried his best to comfort the other party calmly, "He knew how much distress and panic he would cause to his subordinates on the other side of the phone if he made a little panicked tone and tone."

After hanging up the phone, Major General Wembor's thoughts immediately turned, now there are two infantry battalions in the airport with less than 1,000 people, and if you go to reinforce it, you must send at least one battalion of troops, then the guard force of the airport will only have the strength of one battalion, if someone attacks the airport, there are more than 5,000 tons of military supplies and food on the airport, but it will be very dangerous.

Thinking of this, Wen Boer shook his head secretly, there is no force in this vicinity that can threaten here, and with the more than 500 soldiers in charge of the fortifications in the airport, it is impossible for those Vietnamese armed with spears and broadswords to threaten him.

After making up his mind, Major General Wembol immediately grabbed the phone again: "A battalion? All of you will immediately go to Dien Bien Phu to support Major Pierre, yes, immediately! Twenty minutes later, more than 500 French soldiers drove to the city in dozens of trucks.

"Sir, there's a battalion of French soldiers heading toward the city." The soldiers of the mountain battalion that infiltrated the airfield are now lurking in a hangar where three "B,2," are also parked. The Brock bomber, but this ugly guy that the French pilot called "the flying coffin" was clearly not well received by the French, as evidenced by the thick dust and cobwebs on the fuselage.

The hangar is very wide, "Although three bombers have been put in, the remaining space is still enough to accommodate a mountain battalion of more than 400 people.

The major at the head nodded after hearing the scout's report, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, attack on time in half an hour." The first company occupied the pilot's quarters, the second company attacked the French infantry quarters, and the third company followed me to attack the anti-aircraft positions, and now everyone began to check the guns and ammunition! ”，

The hour hand quickly pointed to six o'clock, and a damp morning sun appeared on the treetops, and with twenty minutes to go before the changing of the guard, the soldiers at several checkpoints around the airport began to move their somewhat numb feet. A low roar sounded from the sky, and the sentinels looked vigilantly at the sky, and a dark shadow appeared in the distance. The dark shadows at the head soon appeared in front of the sentinels, it was an aircraft that the French soldiers had never seen."

The round belly and the ugly fuselage all prove that this is not a French aircraft.

"Enemy attack!" A sentry's trembling arm pointed to the sky, and his mouth let out an uncontrollable shout, and along with the sentry's shout, the bright blue sky and white red flag on the fuselage appeared over the airport.

The mournful sound of ......the alarm sounded over the airport, and the airport was suddenly boiling like a pot of boiling oil with a handful of salt removed. Many French soldiers ran out of the dormitory in disheveled clothes, only to be swept to the ground by the soldiers of the mountain battalion who were already waiting on the side.

"Dada,

Da Da Da one by one...... The distinctive two-shot burst of Type 56 semi-automatic rifles rang out. The French soldiers, who were in a hurry to run out of the barracks, were immediately swept away.

When the alarm sounded at the airport, Major General Wembor, who had already gotten up, immediately rushed out of the room. Fortunately, Major General Wembor, wearing a conspicuous major general's uniform, was not hit by a bullet, and he ran smoothly to a nearby machine gun bunker, where there was only one tǐng Raibel machine gun, standing alone, accompanied by more than a dozen boxes of machine gun bullets.

Major General Wembol awkwardly took out the ammunition from the ammunition box, and trembled his hands to chain the machine gun, but the action that an ordinary ammunition hand could have done in ten seconds was a trembling and fiddling for nearly five minutes before it was loaded, God knows how many years it has been since Major General Wembol last fiddled with the machine gun, three years or ten years ago? Now he doesn't have to think about these issues.

When Major General Wembol finally loaded the bullet, he found that there were already more than a dozen soldiers in grass-green combat uniforms rushing towards him in front of him, and Major General Wembol, who didn't have time to think about it, quickly moved the trigger.

"Da Repentance"

The damn machine gun finally rang out, and his marksmanship was proportional to the level of loading at Major General Wembol, and in the process of Rear Admiral Wembol's frantic strafing in front, except for the one that began to hit a soldier on the opposite side by relying on his character, all the other bullets were fired into the sky.

Well, indeed, there are planes in the sky now, and there are quite a few of them. The consequence of hitting a jerk off is to be careful of the bombs dropped by the plane.

Major General Wembol was strafing with a machine gun, while observing the situation on the runway, and at a glance, he couldn't help but be ecstatic, great, there were two Renault N small 7 tanks that were quickly driving from the runway to support him, and they were driving at high speed, and the eight-millimeter "DD old machine gun on the tank turret kept firing at those Chinese soldiers, and for a while those Chinese soldiers couldn't raise their heads. Suddenly, a shrill siren sounded from the air, and a black shadow quickly swooped down with a scream, and a small black dot fell at the same time as it.

"Boom!" A violent air wave sounded, and the Renault tank, which was still rampant just now, turned into a part state and scattered around in an instant, and the other tank quickly twisted its butt and was about to turn backwards after seeing this, and suddenly a fiery red light flashed from the side, and the thin-skinned iron bump that leaked its butt in front of people made a loud noise and also burst out of a blue tone, and then collapsed to the ground.

"These bastards!" Major-General Wembor, who was stunned, angrily hugged the machine gun in his hand and fired desperately forward. The machine-gun position where Rear Admiral Wembol was located soon became a sight to behold at the airfield, and even the two Stuka dive bombers that were swimming in the sky were attracted to it.

"Woo woo......, boom" two 50-kilogram aerial bombs fell next to Major General Wembol, with the sound of a huge air wave, Major General Wembor only felt that it was dark in front of him and lost consciousness, when Major General Wembor woke up, he found that he had been tied into a shape of a zongzi that Chinese people often say. Beside him, two Asian-looking soldiers were manipulating the Raibel machine guns that were still in their hands and tilting a rain of metal bullets towards the French barracks.

Many umbrellas have been scattered in the sky, and they are calmly landing towards the airport, which was originally a suicidal parachute, but now it has become a very safe way to land because of the chaos at the airport. The chaotic airfield had no way to organize forces to shoot at the air, and bursts of gunfire rang out from the anti-aircraft artillery positions that should have been pouring out their tongues of fire into the sky a long time ago, which was that the artillerymen were exchanging fire with those Chinese troops.

Thinking of the phone call from Major Pierre in Dien Bien Phu in the early hours of this morning, Major General Wembol understood that all his actions had long been in the calculations of others.

The resistance of the French infantry battalion remaining at the airport did not last long, and after half an hour, the gunfire on the airport gradually fell down, indicating that the resistance on the airport was basically eliminated.

By this time, the paratroopers who had first landed at the airfield had joined forces with the mountain battalions on the ground, and they began to clear the reported obstacles, and their movements were very fast, and the six runways on the airfield were quickly cleared. Several giant birds hovering in the sky aimed their noses at the runway and plunged down.

"Dien Bien Phu is finished!" This was a thought that came to the mind of Major General Wembor. At this time, he saw that the Chinese were already clearing the battlefield, and a French soldier was escorted out of the barracks with his hands raised, so that the only airport in Dien Bien Phu had fallen into the hands of the Chinese. @。