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Chapter 33

Chapter 33

"Oh!" When Zhang Risheng said this, we all understood. Although we had the upper hand, the Vietnamese army was unprepared. We opened "skylights" in their tunnels, and they came unexpectedly.

The people above us were unprepared and many of them gathered together, so it can be said that there were heavy casualties, and more importantly... they

It still reminds us that this "skylight" cannot be opened randomly. If it is opened too much, it will also become a window for the Vietnamese army to attack us.

From this point of view, the vitality of the Vietnamese army is still very strong. Even if the ammunition depot and granary are blown up by us, it can still hold on or even fight back. If we... to be honest, we are afraid that it will collapse long ago.

"Damn it!" The regiment leader cursed fiercely, then pointed at Zhang Risheng and ordered: "I don't care what method you use and how much it costs, you must beat those rats until they become submissive!"

"Yes!" Zhang Risheng responded and turned around and ran towards his team.

So a more severe battle began. The People's Liberation Army soldiers who wanted to avenge their sacrificed comrades were shooting guns and throwing grenades into the tunnel like crazy. However, the Vietnamese army fought hard to fight for living space. They used

We would avoid the bullets fired from the outside in the blind spot, and when the soldiers were changing their magazines, they would pop up and fire a shuttle or throw a few grenades back. The grenades we threw into the tunnel...the Vietnamese army would always ignore them.

Use your body to press everything down or risk throwing it back...

The Vietnamese army showed their brave but also crazy side at this time. In fact, I believe that the reason why they behaved like this is because they will die anyway if they continue like this, so it is better to risk their lives and fight with us...

From this point of view, the most difficult thing to fight on the battlefield is often the trapped soldiers. As the saying goes, trapped animals are the most difficult to fight. Sometimes trapped animals are the most difficult to fight because they have no way out and can only hold on to their inevitable death.

Determined to fight to the death! And these Yue Japanese in front of us are just such trapped beasts.

The battle was much more difficult than imagined. The Vietnamese army continued to shoot bullets from under the "skylight". Because the tunnel was relatively dark, the enemy was in the dark and we were in the light. Rows of soldiers fell to the enemy's bullets.

Next, grenades were also thrown up from the "skylight" one after another. Because many of these grenades were thrown back by the Japanese soldiers, our soldiers had no chance to throw them back at all. What gave us more headaches were some from the enemy.

The mortar shells shot out of the "skylight"... Those Japanese Japs didn't even use the cannon. They held the mortar with their hands and fired a shell out of the "skylight" as fast as possible, and then fired another shell at the fastest speed.

Disappeared in the tunnel... Of course, these shells would not have any accuracy, but it was the lack of accuracy that made us unable to guard against them. Sometimes a shot would be fired here and sometimes a shot would be fired there, causing the entire army to become confused.

Sometimes I wonder, when did the Vietnamese learn this trick? Try to hold the mortar with your hands and fire it quickly, and then quickly evacuate...

Later I found out that this trick was actually taught to the Yue Japanese by us.

This method was commonly used by our ancestors volunteer soldiers on the battlefield to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea decades ago. At that time, because the Yankees' artillery was fierce and their instruments were also very advanced, our army's mortar positions were often set up and only fired two rounds.

, three rounds of artillery shells will be covered by US artillery fire. This directly leads to the fact that our army often cannot fire even if it has artillery on the battlefield, so some people came up with this trick: in order to save time, they directly hold the mortar barrel with their hands and fire it.

, immediately retreat after firing one round, change places and then fire again!

This trick was indeed very practical on the battlefield to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea. The Yankees have been wondering that they have many and advanced artillery and advanced instruments, but they can't finish the artillery positions of the volunteer soldiers.

However, this move was used on the battlefield in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, and it was the Vietnamese Japanese who attacked us. What is even more ironic is...now the Vietnamese Japanese will use this move, but we will not!

What caused such a big contrast? I could only smile bitterly in my heart: while the Vietnamese were trying hard to learn our tactics and strategies, we were engaged in large-scale production and mass criticism, so it is not surprising that such a situation would occur on the battlefield.

Strange.

"Old Liu!" More than half an hour later, Captain Zhou ran over with a somewhat disgraced look. When the battle was fierce, Captain Zhou personally took command and sent another battalion of troops in, but the battle situation was not only different.

progress, but also increased many casualties.

The leader was so anxious that he paced back and forth in front of us, sighed and said to Scar: "Old Yang, we are in trouble today, look at it...we are so stunned that we can't deal with these bastards!"

"Captain!" At this time, Scar calmed down and said, "Continuing the fight like this is not an option. You will get nothing but increased casualties!"

"But are we going to stop like this?" the regiment leader said angrily: "Seeing that victory is right in front of us, I didn't expect this little bastard to come up with this trick..."

Scar laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "You are so anxious to take someone's life. If they don't fight to the death to save their lives, why would they stick their necks out for you to chop?"

The group leader thought about it and felt that this was also the case, so he had to smile bitterly and shake his head.

"How about? Let's blow it up with explosives?" Seeing the regiment leader being embarrassed about the war, many soldiers around him spontaneously put forward some suggestions.

"No!" Someone quickly retorted: "The 'skylight' will collapse as soon as the explosive pack explodes. Our goal is to clear out the Japs in the tunnel. If we blast them one by one, when will we be able to finish clearing them?"

"Then use the flamethrower..."

"No way! That thing will explode after being shot by the enemy. It's too dangerous!"



This phenomenon may be unimaginable now. The regiment leader is discussing the war and the soldiers are interrupting to give opinions... But this is very common in this era. Why? This era emphasizes the equality of officers and soldiers. For this reason, even military ranks

It was abolished and all officers and soldiers wore the same uniforms. The only difference was that they had two extra pockets.

Sometimes it's actually good to be able to do this. As the saying goes, when there are more people, there will naturally be more ideas. But this time, after much discussion, they couldn't come up with a feasible method, so the group leader and Scar unanimously decided

His eyes fell on me...

Looking at the eyes of the leader and Scar, I couldn't help but be stunned, and quickly replied in an awkward manner: "Report to the leader... I, I don't have any good ideas, I just... have an idea, I don't know if it will work!"

"Say it quickly!" Scar's face sank: "What are you doing with the idea in your stomach? You won't die if you tell me!"

"That's right!" the group leader nodded and said, "If it doesn't work, tell me and let's listen! But your kid's points probably won't be too bad..."

"This..." The reason why I hesitated to say it was not because the idea was too complicated, but because the idea was a bit too simple. It was so simple that it was like treating the battlefield as a children's playground. That's right.

It's because of this that I never dared to speak out, for fear of being laughed at.

But now it seems that it is impossible not to say it, so I can only muster up the courage and say: "My idea is this... let's stand next to the 'skylight' and shoot, then there will be casualties on both sides, and we won't take advantage. Throw it away.

Hand grenades...the enemy will throw them back. Explosive packs..."

"Are you done yet? Let's get to the point!" the group leader urged angrily.

"Well! Well..." I continued: "My idea is to use a grenade, but a grenade tied to a rope!"

"Grenade tied to a rope?" The soldiers were stunned when they heard this, and none of them understood what I meant.

"Yes!" Looking at the expressions of the soldiers, I almost didn't have the courage to continue talking, but I had to finish my words here, so I had to continue awkwardly: "Don't the Japanese Japs pick up grenades and throw them back?

?Then what if...we tie the grenade to a rope, and tie a bamboo pole to the other end...we hang the grenade to the 'skylight' like fishing, and after throwing it into the 'skylight', we can keep it with the rope shaking.

The grenade bounces, making it difficult for the enemy to catch the grenade, so how can it be thrown back?"

After I finished speaking, I didn’t see any reaction from the group leader or others for a long time, so I began to regret it again. I quickly shook my hands and explained: "I was just talking nonsense, just...just pretend I didn’t say it! Just pretend I didn’t say it."

explain……"

"You didn't say anything!" Scar glared: "He obviously said it!"

"That's right!" the regiment leader pointed at me a few times and said fiercely: "Why didn't you tell us such a good idea earlier? It caused so many soldiers in our brother army to sacrifice!"

I was wronged! If so many soldiers hadn't been sacrificed, and I had enough to eat and nothing to do, would I have thought about this kid's ways of pretending to be a family?


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