"A Chinese artillery unit of a division?" Zhang Fuzhong, who was holding a communication command plane, couldn't believe his ears when he heard the report of the artillery group on the east side, but before he could continue asking, an anxious shout came from the communication headset:

"That's right! Comrade Commander, you are also an old artilleryman, you should be able to tell from the sound..."

Before the roar of violent explosions in the earpiece was finished, Zhang Fuzhong threw the call equipment on the table with a "bang~~" and rushed out of the artillery field command center in three steps. Since the two 130mm cannon groups were deployed from the finished font-shaped formation of the 2a36 152mm cannon group where Zhang Fuzhong was located, the position and the position were not far away. Therefore, the sound of attack on the 130mm cannon group position on the east side was particularly real.

I saw dozens of fireballs on the cannon group position on the east side soaring into the air with a huge explosion. The firelight soaring into the sky seemed particularly dazzling and dazzling in the darkness before dawn. Especially the burst of explosions that seemed like raindrops, the shells that exploded were respectively, or the 130mm cannon position on the east side was detonated by a huge ammunition depot.

In short, the sound of the explosion was deafening. Even on the 152mm cannon position several kilometers away from it, the eardrums of the Vietnamese army present could not help but bear huge pressure, so that some newly-joined recruits' minds "buzzing~~" sounded, and an inexplicable panic was unknowingly engraved on their young faces.

Compared with the new recruits, those experienced veterans are not much better. Faced with the overwhelming blows of the Chinese army, although they pretended to be calm on their faces, everyone has rewrite the word "fear" countless times deep in their hearts, and some even opened their lips and prayed silently, hoping that the apocalyptic artillery fire will not come to their heads.

Compared with these Vietnamese soldiers, Zhang Fuzhong was shocked when he looked at the fire in the distance. His wide eyes were incredibly looking at the rising eyes. The flashing fire showed Zhang Fuzhong's gloomy and blank face in a bright and dark way, and his slightly protruding lips kept tugging, making a murmuring voice:

"How is it possible...How is it possible...The Chinese artillery opposite is only the strength of four artillery regiments, including the mortars. When will an additional artillery division be released...?"

Zhang Fuzhong kept muttering. After all, from his heart, he didn't believe what was happening in front of him at all. But facing the iron-like facts, no matter how hard he didn't believe them, he had to accept the established facts in front of him. Just like what the commander of the artillery group on the east side said in the communication machine just now. Zhang Fuzhong is an old artillery soldier, and his rich artillery experience has enabled him to develop many excellent skills. This ability to judge the scale of enemy artillery by listening to the sound of artillery bombings is a piece of cake for him.

But today, Zhang Fuzhong really hopes that his ability to bring countless praises to him does not exist at all. There is no other reason, but because he has judged from the explosion that he could not tell the number of bombs that had fallen at the same time that there must be at least forty or fifty rounds. With such an attack density, only the entire artillery division has the ability to launch such a fierce volley.

In addition, from the rising fireballs and the flying air waves, Zhang Fuzhong also determined that this artillery division was not the usual Chinese multi-arctic artillery division, but a new-style artillery division equipped with large caliber heavy artillery. Faced with such an artillery unit holding a heavy hammer, just a wave of volleys strikes, the 130mm cannon group on the east side would be beaten into parts.

Because of this, Zhang Fuzhong really hopes that his judgment is wrong at this moment. After all, the east artillery group is nearly a regiment of 130mm cannons. Not only is it an important strike firepower in his hands, but it is also the core pillar force in the entire Laoshan front-line artillery combat system. If this artillery group is defeated, it is tantamount to cutting off one of the arms of Laoshan artillery troops......

"Comrade Commander, the Chinese army's shelling has ended. What should we do? Should we launch a counterattack immediately, or should we adjust the troops first and rescue the wounded and equipment?"

Just as Zhang Fuzhong was in deep thought, his adjutant's words suddenly woke him up. It was not until this time that he realized that the Chinese artillery's fire attack had ended in just one minute, and the deafening explosion gradually became silent, leaving only the hot flames burning in the distant valley.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fuzhong, who had just recovered from shock, still had a gloomy face, but the previous confusion had been replaced by a layer of anger. Did he admit defeat like this? No, absolutely not! Zhang Fuzhong is a famous artillery expert in the Vietnamese army, an invincible war hero, and the master of the artillery battlefield. How could he be defeated by others!

Even though the two artillery groups of 122mm and 152mm were wiped out, even if the 130mm artillery group on the east side was eliminated, he still had enough cards to compete with the Chinese artillery. China had already suffered heavy losses in the previous counterattack. Now he suppressed this ace and knocked out his three artillery groups directly. Such a result is brilliant enough, but it also exposed this artillery unit that is absolutely ace in his opinion. Because of this, in the eyes of Zhang Fuzhong, the battle-hardened artillery commander, the current situation is not only not a dead end, but a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

As the Chinese teacher said when he was studying at the Chinese Artillery Command Academy: "It is better to break one finger than to hurt his five fingers!" Now, this entire heavy artillery division is the stretched finger of the Chinese artillery. As long as it is broken, it is worth it even if it suffers huge losses.

Because Zhang Fuzhong knew that with China's current national strength, there would be no more than three such divisions. If it could be eliminated, the situation on the entire Sino-Vietnam border would undergo a qualitative reversal. At that time, the Vietnamese artillery would truly dominate the entire Sino-Vietnam war situation, and it would not be impossible to turn defense into offense.

Because of this, when the adjutant's voice gradually fell, Zhang Fuzhong's unquestionable words resounded throughout the position: "Counterattack, fight back at all costs, has the 'pangolin' not been contacted yet?"

"Report to the commander, the 'pangolin' communication is always in a blind voice!" Hearing Zhang Fuzhong's question, the adjutant quickly replied:

"However, the staff of the General Staff have roughly determined their specific location based on the sound of Chinese shelling, the landing point and the duration!"

“Where is it?”

“Area No. 13, a rare open space…”

Before the adjutant could finish his words, Zhang Fuzhong's dark face was twisted together instantly and shouted loudly: "What are you waiting for? You can order all the cannon groups to aim at this target and hit me hard..."

However, just when Zhang Fuzhong's word "table" just came out of his mouth and the other two-thirds were still in his throat, the ground under his feet suddenly trembled violently. Then, the adjacent 130mm cannon position on the west side suddenly burst into the sky, and a huge explosion sounded through the world, just like the 130mm cannon group on the east side. In the blink of an eye, the super strong air wave swept over. Several thin Vietnamese soldiers approaching the side were instantly overturned to the ground. At this moment, a communications officer staggered out of the artillery field command center, running wildly:

"Comrade Commander, Comrade Commander, the 130mm cannon group on the west side was violently attacked by Chinese artillery. It is expected that the force will be an artillery division..."

"Stop!" At this time, Zhang Fuzhong's eyes were about to break, and blood was covered with blood. He yelled at the communications officer who had already staggered and fell. Then he turned his body to the side of his adjutant, pointed at the trembling ground under his feet, and continued to roar:

"What else can I wait for in this 152mm cannon position? I can fight back according to the calculated target!"

"Yes!" The adjutant responded very happily to Zhang Fuzhong's order, and the Vietnamese soldiers on the position responded very quickly. However, it was not easy to adjust the position of these behemoths weighing nearly twenty tons. Fortunately, under the training of Soviet instructors, the training of Vietnam's 2a36 type 152 cannon regiment was excellent, but even so, it was already ten minutes later when the first wave of counterattack shells were ejected.

At this time, China's attack on the 130mm cannon group on the west side had already ended. Like the east side, it was all beaten into parts. However, no matter what, Zhang Fuzhong still felt that the final victory still belonged to him, because his ace, the Soviet-made 2a36 type 152mm cannon, is definitely a heavy hammer that can crush the opponent into powder...

"I really didn't expect the Vietnamese army to react so quickly! In less than ten minutes, the firepower of the counterattack was overwhelming!" The staff of the front-point combat department in the square cabin of the new artillery radar stared at the dense green dots on the target screen and couldn't help but exclaim, but not long after his amazement became an unconcealed worry, and then shouted at Lu Jiadong and Lu Weijun behind him with concern:

"Look, the result of the calculation of shell landing points is the independent artillery camp position. We have to inform them as soon as possible..."

"If they were notified now, it would be too late to run away!" Before the combat staff finished speaking, Lu Weijun, who was standing behind him, said firmly with a confident smile. The combat staff was stunned when they saw this, but before he could react, Lu Jiadong on the other side took the conversation with the same smile:
Chapter completed!