On the left side of the second Golan trench, Zeng Xiangjun and team member Wang Dahai each set up a battle position 10 meters apart, and the 10-meter distance can ensure that the enemy's artillery shells will not cause casualties to both people at the same time no matter where they fall, this is what Xiang Wenhua mentioned when he gave them a military theory class, and after Xiang Wenhua came to the outpost, he insisted on giving a lecture to the backbone of the whole platoon every night, military theory, the coordination of guns and weapons, Chinese and foreign combat examples, and the customary tactics of the Soviet army, etc., which covered everything and benefited everyone a lot, which is also the reason why the comrades trusted him.

Zeng Xiangjun placed a bazooka in the anti-artillery hole 2 meters away from himself, which is a backup, after shooting the bazooka in his hand, he will go there to avoid the attack, and at the same time take out the bazooka and continue to fight, because the 40 mm bazooka will produce smoke and fire when launched, which is equivalent to exposing the target, and it will definitely attract artillery attacks. The four of them were the best bazooka players in the whole platoon, and the instructor said that only by protecting themselves on the battlefield can they better strike at the enemy.

Zeng Xiangjun had two grenades pinned to his waist, which was the "glorious bullet" he left for himself, and he would rather die with the enemy than be a prisoner, he said to himself stubbornly.

He lay in front of the low side of the Golan trench facing the enemy, the bazooka crosshair was aimed at the first Golan trench on the opposite side of the higher terrain, the new American steel helmet was a little unaccustomed to wearing, protect yourself, in order to better hit the enemy, Zeng Xiangjun silently recited again, stabilized his nervous mood, the four of them 8 rocket launchers, whether they can hit the enemy's armored target, repelling the enemy's attack depends on waiting for the attack, the Golan trench in front is higher than a large section of the earth embankment built with the soil dug out of the trench, It's like a great wall in front of you.

A roar of the engine, which is unique to the tank, came out, a section that was seriously damaged by a bomb and almost filled the trench, a tank gun came out into the sky, the surviving T72 tank crossed the Golan trench, because one side of the Golan trench was low and the other side was high, the tank naturally leaned forward with the turret, revealing its belly, the opportunity could not be lost, it was not lost, the bottom of the tank was the weakest place in the armor, and it was also the target of the attack. He didn't look to see if he hit the target, because he was confident that he must have hit the bottom of the tank, and sure enough, there was a muffled sound in the distance, and soon it was accompanied by an explosion, which was the sound of a tank detonation, and the bazooka hit the bottom, causing an explosion, and the explosion detonated the ammunition in the tank, which was a martyrdom!

"Good fight, squad leader!" Wang Dahai shouted to the army.

Before he could say more, a few shells had already flown to the location where Zeng Xiangjun had launched the bazooka just now, and the blown stones were splashed all over the sky, and the frightened Wang Dahai immediately rushed into the anti-artillery hole.

The two of them leaned against the wall inside the anti-artillery hole, plugged their ears with cotton balls, looked at the flying stones and mud outside the cave, held the spare bazooka in their hands, and were ready to go out of the hole at any time to face the battle!