In the hearts of the most adorable people in the 1970s, they never thought about the beauty of money. What they thought about most was the motherland, the collective, and the individual honor.

If people today think they are particularly ignorant, but from their perspective at that time, isn’t it the same for people today?

But one thing is certain that people had much simpler ideas at that time. Once they decided to do something, they could do their best, and they would not be afraid even if they were afraid of the hot-blooded wine battlefield.

"Why did Wen Feng disappear? Maybe this kid really escaped again?"

The Red Fourth Company is actually at a certain distance from the Third Battalion, but they are not as deep as the Sixth Company. Although they also need to run long distances, they can still arrive in the west of the 387 Highland in an hour. At that time, the attack battle of the Third Battalion may have begun, and they can run as fast as they need to be.

"This kid really embarrasses the old seniors in our army. It seems that this kid is still not worthy of being my opponent!"

Zhang Muyun asked all the soldiers in the three rows to run wildly, leaving all supplies except guns and ammunition, but when he was running forward, he would also think of literary style in his mind.

He remembered that he had a chat with Wen Feng at the shooting range. Logically speaking, Wen Feng was not the kind of person who would give up easily, but who knew that people were separated from their hearts?

So after thinking about it, Zhang Mu only had a trace of thought in his mind, and finally turned into disdain. He knew that the third row was still the most trustworthy attacking force in the regiment leaders' hearts, which was enough. After all, those who wanted to challenge him were just clouds.

Did the sixth company and the first row really escape? Or did the whole platoon escape on the battlefield under the leadership of a playboy?

If this is true, it will be a big scandal in the entire army, and no one wants to believe it. However, as long as there is no such thing in the row, it will always be a concern for everyone. It is just that everyone cannot take care of the platoon brought by this kid. But after the battle of the 387th Highlands, this kid has fun. This is almost all the thoughts of the soldiers who know this.

"I order to launch an emergency artillery attack on the enemy's 387 high ground!"

"Command Attack!"

"preparation……"

"put!"

At 20 o'clock in the evening, under the order of the division chief Wang Youpeng, the xx Division concentrated almost all the artillery that the entire division could recruit, and even the tank troops were pulled below the 387th high ground to carry out a covered carpet bombing on the 387th high ground of the Vietnamese army.

The dull sound of "dong, dong" sounded continuously from the division's artillery positions. After a few seconds, "huh——,huh——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Countless artillery shells came with deathly shouts in the dark night, clearly sounding from north to south on the heads of the Third Battalion's attacking soldiers, and then exploded in the 387 highlands south. What are the solid fortifications built by the Soviet Union and the never-destroyed bunkers under the rampage of the 'God of War'.

God seemed to be helping. The moon was dark and the wind was high that night, and the soldiers could see countless sparks blooming in the enemy's positions, like brilliant blood-colored fireworks. The fireworks were bright and shiny with a cheerful rhythm, which seemed to indicate that the soldiers would definitely win a happy victory!

"Comrades, move forward!"

"Snatch the 387th high ground and eliminate the enemy..."

Under the cover of our artillery shells, the soldiers of our 3rd Battalion Eighth Company jumped up on the south side of the Vietnamese Highland 387. In the dark, soldiers appeared one by one. They wanted to approach the enemy's position as much as possible under the cover of our artillery fire. Then, once our artillery fire extends, they will encounter crazy blockades from the enemy.

In the dark night, the shouts of our soldiers resounded throughout the clouds.

Once the horn of war sounds, it depends on the determination to fight there to be stronger!

At this time, the aura of the Eighth Company's soldiers was as majestic as lightning and thunder, while the enemy's artillery fire continued to explode on the enemy's 387 high ground, causing the enemy's broken limbs to rise up everywhere, and the enemy's screams came everywhere. The victory or defeat of this war seemed to have been destined.

"Quick, right ahead! Keep up with the troops in front and be sure to take down the main peak position before the Eighth Company attacks the position!"

However, at the critical moment of the Eighth Company's charge forward, the troops of the Seventh Company also appeared from their hidden location. Under the leadership of a refreshing fellow villager in front, they quickly and quietly broke into the enemy's 387 Highlands behind the south side.

"This fellow villager is really amazing. It seems that he must be my lucky star!"

Liu Qinghua, the company commander of the 7th Company, followed the army's guide excitedly. The more he walked forward, the more he felt the more at ease. The road they were walking was indeed very remote and extremely safe. Although the mountain roads along the way were difficult, there were no enemy's fortifications. Even if there were a few enemy bunkers, they were cleverly avoided by the fellow villager and his troops.

"Instructor, look at the whole regiment's soldiers this time to see if our 7th Company can fight a tough battle!"

Unstoppable excitement, Liu Qinghua whispered to Zhang Cheng, the instructor beside him, proudly.

"Yes, company commander! You are still wise. With such a guide here, we can't even make a name for ourselves this time. We must have made contributions earlier than the Eighth Company and the Fourth Company!"

Liu Qinghua, the company commander of the 7th Company, was actually a descendant of the old revolutionary. His father and his mother were engaged in underground work in Chongqing. His father was arrested and sacrificed gloriously on the eve of liberation, leaving only an orphan and widowed mother. Fortunately, after liberation, his mother entered the government work, and he also received the care of his superiors and grew up safely, and finally became a glorious commander of the People's Liberation Army.

Zhang Cheng, commander of the 7th Company, has a registered urban household registration in Taizhou, Zhejiang. He joined our army in 1973. Because he wrote good writing and good articles, he was finally promoted to instructor from the army, chief of the department, deputy instructor, and before the war.

The Seventh Company was not particularly outstanding in the eyes of the soldiers of the regiment. The main reason was that the two companies had no knowledge of the leaders of the two companies, but they had no military training experience. So in every military competition of the entire regiment, the Seventh Company inevitably pulled the entire regiment back, which made the various battalions look down on each battalion company. To be honest, the company commander Liu Qinghua and instructor Zhang Cheng were also very uncomfortable.

"Don't they all say that the second battalion's fourth company is strong, and the sixth company and one row is good? But now, the sixth company and one row of literary style actually escaped at the last moment, which made our entire division embarrassed. The Red Fourth Company was still following behind our butts and eating dust. Look at the Eighth Company over there, although they charged, they are not as fast as we can. This is our company's first achievement this time, and this honor will definitely not be able to escape! Company commander, you are going to be the best among the divisions now!"

Instructor Zhang Cheng glanced at the Eighth Company, which was charging towards the enemy 387 Highlands. He was surprised to see that although the Eighth Company rushed fast, due to the twists and turns, he did not walk faster than the road led by the guide of the 7th Company. He couldn't help but compliment Liu Qinghua fiercely, which made Liu Qinghua unable to help but show a smug smile on his face...

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Chapter completed!