Open the bomb bay of the grenade launcher, there is still a grenade inside. I continued to rummage under my feet www.biquge.info found a grenade chain on a corpse.

Turning on the ruler, aiming at the crowd of North Vietnamese soldiers, he pulled the trigger.

"Tom!"

The huge recoil almost pushed me down, and the trenches were bloody, very slippery.

The grenade crossed the arc and landed accurately in the crowd, only to hear an explosion, and the stump flew sideways. Everywhere there were North Vietnamese soldiers wailing with their wounds.

The enemy seemed to be frightened by this tragic scene, and the soldiers who followed the charge hesitated to step forward.

An officer dressed as a North Vietnamese soldier was so enraged that he didn't care about exposing himself, and he scolded and pulled out a pistol and shot several of his men who had retreated.

The North Vietnamese soldiers gritted their teeth, picked up their guns and charged again.

As they ran, they shouted and pulled the trigger to dump bullets into the trenches on our side, and several hapless American soldiers fell to the ground with bullets in their foreheads.

"Dada!"

I saw the captain shoot a few bursts with an M16 in his hand, and the exposed North Vietnamese officer fell to the ground in response, and I didn't see that the captain's marksmanship was so accurate.

I was watching the team's performance, but my hands didn't stop.

Skillfully withdrew the cartridge case and replaced it with a grenade.

Faced with the formidable power of the grenade launchers, the North Vietnamese army not only failed to rush into the trenches, but was suppressed and retreated.

"Tank!" The pirate suddenly crawled back from the front bunker, screaming in terror.

I looked around, and sure enough, I saw thick smoke billowing behind the slope in the distance, and I could vaguely hear the roar of high-power diesel engines.

We didn't have to wait too long before the North Vietnamese tanks climbed over that slope and appeared before our eyes.

The North Vietnamese dispatched more than a dozen T54 tanks, which greatly boosted the low morale of the North Vietnamese infantry, who had been unable to attack for a long time.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the American defense were like frost-beaten eggplants, wailing all over the field.

When a group of more than a dozen tanks rushed in, the unstoppable momentum was enough to make the soldiers who were not determined to retreat, and the tank had the status of the overlord of land warfare!

The U.S. military still pays more attention to the equipment of infantry anti-tank weapons, not to mention that the M72 rocket launcher is still equipped with a lot. Although the US military in front used quite a few bazookas to bombard the infantry, there were still quite a few leftovers.

Soon, many soldiers with bazookas appeared in the front-line trenches of the US army!

Where is the cunning North Vietnamese army so easy to deal with, those T54 tanks are just out of the range of the bazooka, dead or alive, using tank guns and machine guns to cover the infantry, beating the American troops to the point where they can't raise their heads.

For a time, the U.S. military was helpless against such a rogue tactic, and watched the North Vietnamese infantry gradually occupy many U.S. forward fortifications!

"The dragon calls the base! The dragon calls the base! The captain held the radio and shouted anxiously, if you want to repel the enemy army, you still have to hope on the air force fighters!

I looked around the entire line of defense, looking for a way to break the enemy, and even if I contacted the air force support, it would take at least half an hour for the plane to arrive, and by then we would have been dead!

I saw a few big guys in the fortifications behind me, and my eyes lit up and I had an idea.

I didn't have time to explain, so I went straight to the rear fortifications.

"What are you doing?"

A few U.S. artillerymen with rifles tried to stop them, but I pushed them down, and I'm sure they'll figure it out when they see my movements.

Behind the position are several artillery bunkers, in which are hiding a few big guys - 155mm howitzers!

I went behind the artillery, opened the bay from memory and began to reload.

The 155mm howitzer uses shell separation, and the warhead and fired gunpowder fly away.

I first put a fuse on the warhead, then stuffed it into the breech, and then stuffed a few random packets of firing gunpowder into it.

"Many! Beware of the bore! "An artillery commander understood what I was thinking, ran back to help, took out a packet of gunpowder I had put out, and then put on the primer and closed the valve.

The other artillerymen also returned to their positions, and I tried to help but was pushed away.

"This is our artillery business, what are you mixing with an infantryman? Don't be afraid to spoil our baby! "An artilleryman pushed me away from the artillery and said.

I knew that they didn't want me to take this risk, and the artillery and tanks were actually very disadvantaged!

One cannon after another lowered the muzzle of the black hole and aimed at the still ignorant enemy tank.

"Fire!"

With the commander's order, the six guns roared in unison, and the smoke and layers of soil fired instantly enveloped the gun position.

More than 400 meters, for an artillery with a range of tens of kilometers, the shells flew in less than a second!

A few earth-shattering explosions, and the attacking enemy was stunned!

Five of the six shells missed, and even so, it emptied all the North Vietnamese soldiers in front of the American positions and knocked two tanks to the ground!

The movement of the only hit shell was even more alarming, and the steel behemoth of dozens of tons became a child's toy in front of the heavy artillery, and was easily torn into pieces, triggering a violent explosion, and the tank turret flew high and fell dozens of meters away!

The remaining tanks of the North Vietnamese were like frightened rabbits, stepping on the accelerator to the bottom and maneuvering at high speed to avoid attacks from behind.

The American artillerymen were stunned by their masterpiece, they used to just fire, and where could they see the movement of the shells landing. Fortunately, the commander was still awake and urged the other soldiers to hurry up and clean the chambers.

"Boom!"

The enemy's tank guns counterattacked, and thanks to the blockage of the fortifications, only a few people were wounded for the time being.

Seeing that I was short of manpower, I hurried up to help, and when I had finished reloading, the commander handed me the arquebus.

"Fire!"

I covered one ear, turned around and jerked!

"Boom!"

Suddenly I couldn't hear any other sound, only a sudden shock, a wave of air that blew up the sky full of sand, and turned us into earth.

"Get down!"

I felt a push and fell to the ground, and a tank gun shot through the bunker and knocked the gun over.

The successive attacks made the enemy tanks furious, and they stopped moving and began to counterattack.

The tank guns were much more accurate than the howitzers at close range, and all six gun positions were hit by at least one shell, and the more unlucky ones suffered four or five shells, and the American artillery operating the guns suddenly suffered heavy casualties!

Fearing that the enemy's artillery fire would detonate the shells, the artillery commander who saved me began to organize the transfer of the wounded after getting up.

The enemy still had nine tanks left, and after destroying the artillery, these tanks began to storm the American lines with a large number of infantry!

At this time, several black spots appeared in the sky, and the F-4 "Phantom" fighter of the US military finally appeared!

North Vietnamese tanks also saw the U.S. planes entering the dive, and they began to evade the dive, while releasing smoke grenades.

But it all seems to be in vain! (To be continued.) )