The situation is urgent, and although it is dangerous, it cannot be delayed for a second. In order to ensure the speed of pursuit, Captain Nguyen Phu Son ordered to cut two slender bamboos, which were tied and lengthened to more than three zhang. Captain Nguyen Phu Son took the lead and personally stepped forward to explore the way with a bamboo pole. Captain Nguyen Phu Son bent over, pounced and provoked all the way, but fortunately everything was fine. Captain Nguyen Phu Son couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he was almost at the sniper position of the scout "Bar-tailed Eagle" of the "Sword Force" on the top of the hill, still safe.

The Vietnamese monkeys were all impressed by Captain Nguyen Phu Son's heroic behavior of taking the lead and daring to be the first. They distanced themselves and followed behind the company commander, Senior Captain Nguyen Phu Son, and searched all the way forward. Captain Nguyen Phu Son pounced all the way, and the more he hit, the more energetic he became, even if there were anti-tank mines, he could touch them at this time. It's okay, that's okay, he's completely relieved.

The "Bar-tailed Eagle", which was responsible for sniping and covering his comrades, had long since disappeared without a trace, and there were no trees on the top of this hill except for a few strange-shaped boulders standing among the bushes and grass. Captain Nguyen Phu Son was very efficient in "detecting mines", and it didn't take much time for him to board the sniper position of the "Bar-tailed Eagle." Senior Lieutenant Nguyen Phu Son was very satisfied with his pioneering work of "detecting mines", but he did not know in which direction the enemy had fled. We must ascertain the direction of the enemy's escape as soon as possible, and we must seize one or two of them, and tear them into pieces, and scatter their bones and ashes, otherwise how can we stand up to our own hard work and the dead brothers?

At this time, the remnants of the Vietnamese monkeys from the platoon that had been searched from the ridge also arrived. More than 30 Vietnamese monkeys crowded on the narrow ridge, all waiting for Captain Nguyen Phu Son to give the order to move one step. Captain Nguyen Phu Son dropped the demining tool in his hand, that is, the bamboo pole, and shouted to all the Vietnamese monkeys to identify the traces left by the enemy's escape and to pay attention to the "tricky mines". Soon, a Vietnamese monkey shouted to Captain Nguyen Phu Son to hurry over, saying that he had found a clue to the Chinese reactionaries.

Captain Nguyen Phu Son rushed over to take a closer look, and judging from the situation of the grass and the lurking of the grass, the most obvious direction of escape of this group of enemies should be the lower left, and Captain Nguyen Phu Son was sure that the enemy must have gone in the direction of nine o'clock from the upper ridge. Captain Nguyen Phu Son walked along the weeds that were lying down and stopped, and he stopped in front of a barthatch leaf more than two feet long one finger wide. Captain Nguyen Phu Son saw that the leaves of barthatch were unusually stretching from the right to the left, and blocked the way down the mountain sideways.

"Hmph...... Give Lao Tzu this hand again? ......" Captain Nguyen Phu Son muttered disdainfully. He has seen much more of this set of tricks in "jungle warfare" to lay mines and delay the enemy's advance speed, and the most important thing is that he himself is a master of laying "tricks" or "traps" in "jungle warfare", how could he not see the enemy's "pediatric" tricks?

Captain Nguyen Phu Son half-crouched down, gently removed the leaf of barm, and beckoned a few Vietnamese monkeys to come and watch. Sure enough, when the barthatch blade was removed, a thin wire hidden underneath appeared. Captain Nguyen Phu Son then used the barrel of his gun to pick up the grass on the right, and a small tree stump was tied to a small stump, and the most common "Type 67" wooden-handled grenade suddenly appeared in front of the eyes of the Vietnamese monkeys. A few Vietnamese monkeys instinctively took a few steps back in fright, drawing a laugh from their accomplices. As soon as Captain Nguyen Phu Son waved his hand, a Vietnamese monkey stepped forward and eliminated this "tricky thunder" by dividing it by two.

Captain Nguyen Phu Son had taught his men a lesson, and needless to say, all the Vietnamese monkeys knew that the enemy had come down from here. Captain Nguyen Phu Son shouted, stopping a few anxious subordinates from immediately chasing after him.

Senior Lieutenant Nguyen Phu Son asked someone to fetch the elongated bamboo pole he had just used for "mine detection," and he told everyone to step back and squat down, and then threw the bamboo pole down the hillside, and then immediately lay down. The bamboo pole tumbled and rolled straight down the hillside, and nothing happened. It seems that except for the "Type 67" wooden-handled grenade, which is a child-like "trick mine", a section of road fifty or sixty meters below the hillside is very safe. Captain Nguyen Phu Son understood that the enemy's goal of slowing him and his men in search had been achieved. He stood up, waved his hand, and told his subordinates to follow him, and quickly searched forward. Captain Nguyen Phu Son was busy pursuing the enemy in a hurry, how could he not make a mistake in his hurry? He carried the "AK47", took two steps forward, habitually went around to the right, and prepared to descend from there.

Suddenly, Captain Nguyen Phu Son felt that something was stumbling on his calf, and Captain Nguyen Phu Son, who had rich experience in jungle warfare, instinctively stopped. The hairs on his body stood on end, and he raised his hand and shouted to his subordinates behind him, "Hide! ……”

The Vietnamese monkey behind Captain Nguyen Phu Son didn't know what was going on, and "hoo" scattered and hid in the grass.

"Report ...... Report to the company commander, I stepped on a mine! ......" Sergeant Pan Tan Dung, who was about seven or eight meters away and followed closely behind Captain Nguyen Fu Son, said in horror.

"Don't lift your feet! ...... "Captain Nguyen Phu Son is cautious by nature, and he is not sure whether the "trick mine" under his feet is a grenade or some kind of refurbished mine. Until the situation is clear, he doesn't dare to move.

"Yes! I can handle it myself! ......" Sergeant Pan Jinyong replied after a moment of shock. He is also a veteran of a hundred battles, and it was the ghost cry of Captain Ruan Fushan that scared Sergeant Pan Jinyong. He instinctively wanted to jump behind the stone on the right, but his right foot went soft, he knew that he had won the "jackpot", and he was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Captain Nguyen Phu Son was a little relieved, he slowly squatted down, looked intently, and sure enough, he found a wire as thin as a hair. Looking along the wire, the end was under a stone weighing more than 20 catties.

Sergeant Pan Jinyong did not dare to raise his feet, handed the "AK47" in his hand to the Vietnamese monkey behind him, squatted down and brushed away the dirt under his right foot little by little with both hands, and his hand touched a plastic guy who was not terrifying. Sergeant Pan Jinyong breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Report to Comrade Company Commander, it's nothing remarkable, it's the '72-style' thunder jumping of the Chinese reactionaries!" ……”

This kind of "Type 72" anti-infantry jumping mine China has provided a large amount of assistance to Vietnamese monkeys, not only Sergeant Phan Tan Dung is very familiar with it, but also to Captain Nguyen Phu Son. Captain Nguyen Phu Son did not dare to look back and said, "Stay safe!" ……”

"Yes! ......" After Sergeant Pan Jinyong agreed, he sneered, pulled out his dagger and stuck it on the ground, and continued to carefully remove the dirt from his right foot. Suddenly, with a "snap", with a sharp pain on Sergeant Pan Jinyong's right hand, after his scream of "ah", it seemed that he heard the slight burning sound of the fuse of "snort". The instinct to subconsciously escape caused Sergeant Pan Jinyong's scalp to be numb, and he wanted to rush to the side while holding his head, but where could he have time.

I only heard a loud "boom", and a "Type 72" anti-infantry jumping mine jumped up and exploded. The "Type 72" anti-infantry jumping thunder shell was wrapped in a staggering 650 lethal steel balls, and after detonation, there were no dead ends at all within a killing radius of 14 meters. Although the "Type 72" anti-infantry jumping mine follows the design principle of "wounding but not killing", the lethality of the 82mm mortar shells and the "Type 67" wooden-handled grenades that exploded next would kill the Vietnamese monkeys!

Although the sniper training time of the "Bar-tailed Eagle" is very short, it may seem very immature when it is played against snipers who have undergone systematic professional training. However, the "bad moves" of the sniper "rectification" he learned from the instructor were not ambiguous at all.

Captain Nguyen Phu Son did not believe that the cunning "sword troops" would set up two identical "trick mines" in a row, that would be too childish. He was concentrating on judging the nature of the "treacherous thunder", when he suddenly heard the exclamation of Sergeant Pan Jinyong, and the life-saving instinct he had cultivated for many years made his legs exert force, and the whole person flew down the hillside against the grass. After three successive earth-shattering noises, Captain Nguyen Phu Son was hit by more than a dozen steel balls, and he also hit a tree trunk headlong and almost fainted.

"Fuck! ......" is a blessing! If Captain Nguyen Phu Son hadn't cultivated his survival instinct in the blood, he would have been killed on the spot. He screamed and tried to get up, but the severe pain in his body made him helpless to lie on the ground. He reached out and touched his shoulder, oh my! Blood-streaked. The wound where his hand touched was so hot and painful that Captain Nguyen Fushan couldn't help but scream "oops" and almost fainted again. Why is this back also hot and painful? Captain Nguyen Phu Son touched it again, and the big thing was that there were several steel balls embedded in his buttocks, and his hands were full of blood. One of the steel balls may have been embedded in the bone, and the touch hurt him so much that he couldn't stop grinning in pain.

Captain Nguyen Phu Son leaned against the trunk of the tree with all his strength, and he suddenly felt something hot and sticky running down his face. His heart "plopped" and he knew that something was wrong, so he stretched out his hand to touch it, and sure enough, it was fucking blood! Now that his head was also injured, Captain Nguyen Phu Son remembered the "wooden helmet" hat and didn't know where it had gone.

"What a fucking ......," Captain Nguyen Phu Son cursed viciously, but he couldn't curse the following words because the blood flowed into his mouth.

"Comrade Captain! How are you? …… Comrade Captain! How are you? ......" Captain Nguyen Phu Son spit out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, but he still felt salty in his mouth. Although his ears were buzzing from the sound of the explosion, fortunately, he could still hear his subordinates calling for him.

The "Bar-tailed Eagle", who was retreating to the top of the opposite mountain, heard that his masterpiece "Beautiful Butterfly" had "good news" for him, and couldn't help but stop, looked back at the rising gunpowder smoke on the opposite hillside, and muttered triumphantly: "Hehe...... Dare to fight with Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu learned this from the movie "Mine Warfare", called "Beautiful Butterfly Mouse Clip Thunder"! ……”