Under the combined air-ground attack of the US military, the North Vietnamese force that broke through the port was completely annihilated. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After the war, after the count, the original convoy of more than 140 people was reduced to less than 60 people. More than half of the casualties caused the original mission of the convoy to be canceled, and we were directly replenished to the special operations team of the US Air Cavalry Division.

Such Einsatzgruppen missions range from supporting defensive lines to air patrols, from aerial reconnaissance to raiding enemy positions, from transporting the wounded to rescuing prisoners......

You can carry out tasks alone in small teams, or you can cooperate with each other to act together, and your tactics are flexible and changeable.

These squads used helicopters for troop projection and evacuation, equipped with the most advanced individual weapons of the U.S. military at that time, and they could be said to be winged tigers!

In fact, these tactics of the US military are the prototype of modern special warfare, and they have played a role in guiding and learning from the future training and tactics of the special forces of the US military and other countries.

It can be said that it changed the way of war!

The emergence of this tactic was actually forced, and the North Vietnamese were reluctant to engage in large-scale corps operations with the American army, so they dispersed their forces to infiltrate and sabotage the South Vietnamese. The U.S. military was a little anxious in the face of such an attack at first.

South Vietnam and North Vietnam, like North and South Korea, are divided by lines of latitude. When the Vietnam War broke out, China's attitude was not to allow U.S. troops to cross the 17th parallel on a large scale.

The U.S. military feared a repeat of North Korea's mistakes, so it opted for air strikes and surprise attacks by small elite units on targets in North Vietnam.

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Picked up by helicopter, we arrived at an airbase and joined a new combat team.

It was a five-man combat team, they named their squad Dragons, Captain Johnson was nicknamed Turkey, and the four men under them were Flamingos, Poison Gas, Priest, and Pirate.

The team did not refuse my arrival, but it was not very enthusiastic either.

My bed was under the gas, next to the priest, who was always expressionless.

"I'm sorry, sometimes I can't control myself, you have to believe it, I'm really trying to endure it."

The poison gas on the top bunk suddenly lowered his head and said apologetically.

Before I could understand what he meant, there was a clear noise in the dormitory.

"Poof"

The people in the dormitory suddenly got up en masse and ran out, including the priest next to me, who was in a fugue state.

I moved a lot slower, and I smelled the suffocating smell.

"Oh my God, it tastes like expired canned fish today," said the pirate, covering his nose.

The pirate is a small black Latino who likes to wear a red triangle scarf around his head, so he is called a pirate.

"Poison gas! Next time I use a bioweapon indoors, I'll plug you! Captain Johnson said with a gloomy face.

The poisonous gas squeezed his shoulders and said helplessly: "I will come out of my mouth!" ”

"Oh God! Can you please stop being so disgusting? The priest retched and said in a shrill voice.

"Did anyone see my gas mask? Where did I throw it? The stout flamingo pinched its nose and rummaged through its backpack.

I sighed deeply, silently took out my useless pig's mouth gas mask, and buckled it to my face.

If I don't, I'm afraid I won't dare to sleep in the bunk under the poison gas at all.

Together, we opened the doors and windows of the dormitory, ventilated for at least half an hour, and then we all returned to our beds.

Probably feeling sorry for me, Gasser has been kind to me and tried to talk to me.

I found out that in addition to his unusually smelly fart, this guy also has the potential to be a Tang monk, and the noise made my head almost explode.

It was precisely because of the chirping of poison gas that I had some clear understanding of this squad.

This team was originally six people, and it has been established for nearly half a year and has been tested many times. In the last operation, their plane was hit by a North Vietnamese anti-aircraft machine gun, and the "sideburns" were killed on the spot, which is why I was a "newcomer" to be added.

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That night I slept very unsoundly and was in a half-asleep state, which caused the next day, my eyes to be sour and bloodshot.

Without much training and familiarization, I joined their daily routine patrols.

Our helicopter pilot, named Bronn, has thousands of hours of flying experience, and the plane flies smoothly and decently.

In order to take care of me, they gave me the innermost position in the cabin. At that time, I was so moved that I almost cried, and then I accidentally knew that hiding in the innermost, once something happened, there would be no chance to escape!

After the first half hour of freshness, the next hour and a half of flying became an ordeal.

To pass the time, pirates and flamingos on either side of the plane used the M60s in the cabin to fire indiscriminately at suspicious objects in the jungle below. Several times I've seen them attacking people's houses!

"Base calls the dragon squad!"

Suddenly there was a call from the base on the radio, and everyone on the plane suddenly shook up, and it was time to go on a mission!

"The dragon received, please speak!" The pilot picked up the radio and replied.

"The No. 7 defense line is attacked by the enemy's superior forces, you immediately go to support!"

"The dragon understands! Expected to arrive in 20 minutes! ”

The pilot flipped the lever, and the helicopter swerved sharply, heading at full speed towards the unknown Line 7.

Originally, everyone didn't really care, thinking that it was just a small-scale enemy infiltration war. But as we encountered more and more helicopters with the same route in the sky, the atmosphere became tense.

Before we reached the ground, we were already hearing gunfire, mixed with several loud explosions.

When the helicopter crossed the hill, Line 7 appeared in front of us.

The location of Line 7 was very important, as it was the outpost of the North Vietnamese army out of the jungle.

Once this is breached, the North Vietnamese can organize a tank corps and fight all the way to the South Vietnamese capital.

"Knock Knock"

The bullets hit the helicopter, and the enemy had already spotted us, the uninvited guests.

Blon flew almost close to the tree and landed the plane behind the defensive position.

The defending army, faced with an overwhelming offensive from the enemy, did not have free time to receive us.

We didn't care, and after jumping off the plane, we rushed to the most intense place under the leadership of the captain!

"Da Da Da!"

A few shots killed the North Vietnamese soldiers who rushed to the trenches, and we jumped into the trenches.

Bodies could be seen piled up everywhere in the trenches, both American and North Vietnamese guerrillas.

Relying only on the Flamingo machine gun could not withstand the enemy's tidal attack.

I looked around for a more powerful weapon, not paying attention to what I was kicking under my feet. I bent down and pulled out a strangely shaped mass killer from the pool of blood, the M79 40mm grenade launcher! (To be continued.) )