Chapter 36: The Battle of Tongdeng (Sixth)

Chapter 36: The Battle of Tongdeng (Sixth)

Half an hour after the sneak attack was successful, we launched an attack on a certain defense group again.

The attack was launched again in such a short time, and the reason why the fight started at night was that we were unwilling to give the Vietnamese army a chance to breathe.

It can be imagined that the Vietnamese army had just been killed by our joint operations between the 16th and 17th high grounds, and it is very likely that the entire command organization was even destroyed by us. At this time, the morale of the Vietnamese army, who was exploring a new defeat, must have fallen into a trough. The so-called iron to make a living by taking advantage of the enemy's illness, is to take advantage of the enemy's illness and we will take their lives. Otherwise, if we wait for another one or two hours, the Vietnamese army will likely transfer artillery troops from other positions or form a new command organization.

So the sound of gunfires had just subsided for a while, three red signal flares rose again in the sky, followed by a few minutes of fire.

After the explosion, the troops of the three battalions were divided into three directions: east, west and south to explore a certain defense group. We fought smoothly in this battle. The Vietnamese army's fighting will had been disintegrated. In addition, a large number of cannons and shells were blown up, and the command organization was almost beaten. Therefore, the Vietnamese army in front of us could almost be said to be some scattered soldiers and roaming.

What the soldiers had to do seemed to be just to find out the enemy's fire points in the dark, and then convey the positions of these fire points to the artillery that followed through the walkie-talkie. The artillery then used various artillery types to knock out these fire points one by one.

In fact, this is the difference between having artillery and not having artillery. If both sides have artillery, they will not dare to worry about it because they will worry that the other side will calculate their artillery positions based on the ballistics and then suppress them. However, if one side has no artillery or the number of artillery and the firepower is completely disproportionate, it is like what we are now...

This can no longer be considered a charge, but should be said to be a test of the calculation ability of artillery observers for counter targets and whether the artillery attacks accurately.

However, the Vietnamese army can be said to be brave. Even in this case, they insisted on not retreating, and did not surrender. If they were on the battlefield of the Korean War, they were facing us with puppet troops or US troops, if the battle was like this, they would have surrendered or fled long ago. However, the Vietnamese army still relied on the darkness and familiarity with the terrain to fight guerrillas with us on various high grounds.

But they have a fatal weakness, that is, when fighting guerrilla, the focus is on changing places, or when fighting those who can be beaten, and when they run away... But the purpose of these Vietnamese troops in front of them is to defend Tan's important military stronghold. Once this military defense group is captured by us, it will allow us to successfully destroy the triangular defense zone composed of Tan's, Tanlong and Guitun Forts.

Therefore, the Vietnamese army was destined to be inseparable from Tan's high ground. It can be said that they let Tan's hands and feet tied up and could not launch guerrilla warfare with us. So... our army seemed to have to build defensive fortifications immediately after getting a high ground, and take steady steps.

I don't know if other troops did this, but I led my fifth company to do this. It is precisely because of this that we fight easily and quickly, and there are few casualties. Sometimes I think it's really good to have a fight with the Americans. For example, now I think... If I can do it with bullets and shells, I shouldn't have to use human lives to pile up.

Bullets and shells are valuable, but life is priceless. This is a very simple truth, but people of this era do not understand it. Because they think that this is a kind of cowardice and a kind of timidity. They think that soldiers should not be afraid of sacrifice or bloodshed and rushed forward with their guns...

Of course, if it was on the battlefield of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea, this sentence might not apply. After all, logistics supplies were seriously insufficient at that time, and it was common to use life to exchange bullets and shells. But now, ammunition and supplies can be continuously transported from China to our hands, so there is no need to sacrifice the lives of the soldiers.

I led the soldiers of the Fifth Company to attack the camp and set up camp. With close cooperation with the artillery, five high grounds were captured in a short while. But because every time we attacked the high ground, we had to arrange more than a dozen people to organize defense on the high ground, so the more we attacked, the fewer the people behind us, and now there are only more than forty people left.

However, it seems that using our method to attack, there is no big difference in the number of people. It’s just a firepower reconnaissance. Isn’t it? When the enemy’s firepower point is exposed, you’ll be done with a few shots!

But there were still problems when attacking the last high ground under our mission. First, our attack speed seemed to be too fast, and the two wings were exposed to the muzzle of the Vietnamese army because they were not protected by friendly forces. Second, halfway through the attack on the high ground, they were unable to lift their heads by the heavy machine guns from a bunker in the Vietnamese army, and all the soldiers in the company were pressed into a low-lying area.

The Vietnamese army also knew that this was the critical time for life and death. Perhaps because of the sufficient bullets, they didn't care about bullets at all, regardless of whether there were people or no one. The heavy machine gun was fired and the bullets kept flying over our heads with a scream.

To be honest, we were very dangerous at this time. The heavy machine gun pressed us down and could not move. The Vietnamese army on both wings rushed here again... The Vietnamese army just threw a few grenades into our position, and we could say that we were finished.

"Order the artillery to cover it! Take off the bunker immediately!" I ordered loudly.

The facts are obvious that retreating is not possible. The Vietnamese army chased us all the way under the cover of the firepower of the bunkers, and almost half of the people were sacrificed when we escaped.

If you cannot escape, you can only advance; if you advance, you can only blow up the bunker! Only by quickly blowing up the bunker can we use the terrain advantage of the highland to repel the Vietnamese army approaching our army from the flanks.

"Yes!" The soldiers responded, and soon two groups of soldiers prepared the recoilless cannon and the bazooka respectively, and found their positions respectively.

"Boom..." The explosion of the mortar quickly sounded, but for those bunkers of several meters thick, the mortar shells could only hit one eye on it! However, although the bunker could not be blown up, the machine gun sound was obviously stagnant.

That is, when the machine gun stagnated for a while, the rocket launcher and the recoilless cannon almost simultaneously emerged to aim at the Vietnamese bunker. Then, two "boom..." sounds, and two balls of smoke burst out in front of the bunker.

However, it is obvious that neither of these guns hit the incoming hole in the bunker because the enemy's machine gun sounded quickly.

The Vietnamese army's bunker construction was very hidden, perhaps because of the reason for fighting with the French and American troops, so they all summarized an effective method. For example, ordinary bunkers were built on the surface of the position. Although there was no problem in building bunkers like this, they were as conspicuous as a big strawberry standing on a cake. Such bunkers are undoubtedly a good target for the enemy. Although small-caliber artillery cannot blow up the bunker, if a few shells hit directly, it is not difficult to shock the enemy inside.

However, the Vietnamese army made great improvements in building bunkers. They did not start from the surface, but dug more than a meter deep down and then built them upwards. Such bunkers not only have a solid foundation, but also basically only a small part of the area above the perforation hole exposed to the ground. The target is small, so let alone large-caliber artillery, it is difficult to hit even the recoilless cannons and rocket launchers.

Isn't this? The two groups of shooters who just took action can be said to have certain experience and a certain level of level, but their role is nothing more than raising a cloud of smoke in front of the bunker.

"Let me do it!" Seeing this, a soldier picked up a blasting tube and rushed to the left side of the bunker without waiting for me to give an order.

"Not bad!" I couldn't help but nod my head secretly as the warrior rushed forward. It can be seen that he was not a reckless person, because the position he rushed forward happened to be the blind spot of the enemy's shooting.

The soldier walked and stopped in the dark, sometimes crawling forward and sometimes sprinting on his waist. In a short while, he approached only a dozen meters away from the bunker.

At this time, I couldn't help frowning, because in the warrior's position, there was a protruding rock blocking his way forward. This meant that he had to risk being discovered by the enemy. This was undoubtedly very dangerous, because everyone knew what it meant to be aimed at by an enemy machine gunner at a distance of more than ten meters.

But the soldier still crawled out without hesitation. He was very smart. He didn't stand up at this time, but just lay on the ground and slowly crawled forward.

But he finally made the enemy discover it. Hail-like bullets shot at him, and the smoke was hazy and sand flew around. The soldier hurriedly rolled behind the earthblock beside him, but the enemy's machine gun still bit him. After half a minute, the soldier obviously lost his patience and jumped out of the hidden place, grabbed the blasting tube and rushed towards the bunker without hesitation. But before he could run a few steps, several bullets hit his abdomen. The soldier bent down and fell to the ground, and his bow was in pain all over his body became a semicircle.

It's over! Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel ache in my heart.

After fighting for so many years, I certainly know what it would be like to be hit by a bullet in the abdomen. Even if it was not a bullet but a fist... I'm afraid that people with strong bodies would not be able to withstand that. What is even more unacceptable is that because the abdomen is not a vital point, they will not be sacrificed for the time being when they are hit, but will die after a long period of pain. This is also the cruelty of the torture in ancient times.

But what I didn't expect was that the soldier held on. In my sniper lens, he slowly stretched out his trembling body, then stuffed something into his stomach, and then tied his stomach with difficulty with clothes. So I understood that what he stuffed into his stomach just now was actually his intestines...

The Vietnamese army's machine gun obviously thought the soldier was dead, so it quickly diverted its shooting. This also gave him the opportunity to continue crawling forward. The soldier dragged his trembling body and crawled forward... and... Unfortunately, more than a meter away from him, a big stone blocked his sight. He dragged his injured body and climbed to the stone. As soon as he raised his head, a bullet hit him from somewhere, and his head tilted and fell in front of the stone.

I thought... this time he must have sacrificed, and was about to let another group of soldiers go up, but I didn't expect that he suddenly saw the soldier moving again... He was still like that, holding the blasting tube and crawling towards the bunker step by step.

Not to mention that the Vietnamese machine gunner could not believe that he was still alive, even if I, the person who saw this scene with my own eyes, could hardly believe what I saw in front of me. But this is a real reality.

When the soldiers climbed to about two meters away from the Yue Army bunker, they pushed their hands hard and kicked hard. They jumped to the next side of the Yue Army machine gun shooting hole, pulled and quickly pulled the blasting tube and stuffed it in. The Vietnamese army had fought countless battles with the French and Americans, and they all had rich combat experience, but they had never seen anyone who would use this lifeless fighting style. They immediately shouted and shouted, "There is nowhere to be done." An enemy also tried his best to push out the blasting tube stuffed in. But the soldier didn't think much about it, and pushed it up with his chest.

At this time, he turned around and shouted at me: "Company Commander..."

With a "boom!", he had just arrived and shouted that two blasting tubes exploded. The soldier was also thrown high by the air waves sprayed from the shooting hole, falling over us to the foot of the mountain!

"Kill! Revenge Ma Zhanfu!" The soldiers shouted slogans and jumped from the hidden place before I could order them.

Only then did I realize that this soldier was Ma Zhanfu.

I had an illusion that I felt that I had seen him somewhere. But I quickly figured it out that I had not seen him, but remembered another thing that happened on the battlefield of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, another person, that was Huang Jiguang on the 597.9 high ground of Shangganling.

They were also on the enemy's high ground, and they were also soldiers of our army. They had suffered several injuries but did not give up. They also used their chests to block the enemy's gun hole, and they were also...

The battle ended soon after, and the Vietnamese high ground was trampled by our army one by one. The only remaining Vietnamese troops entered the tunnel and hid the entrance of the cave by us. Then they mercilessly used explosives to blow the entrance of the tunnel to death.

There are corpses all over the mountains, including Vietnamese troops, and our troops. There are scattered weapons and ammunition everywhere, including Su-style, American, and Chinese...

Several teams of soldiers held their guns and carefully searched for the remaining enemies in the caves, tunnels and other dark places on the high ground. Several soldiers were scattered with bayonets to check the bodies. There were also migrant workers who followed them to argue for the bodies in the dark. If it was a Vietnamese army, they would kick them a few times. If it was a Vietnamese army, they would carry them to the side and line up in a row, and then send them one by one.

There were several surviving soldiers next to them crying loudly, not knowing whether they were grateful for their survival or sad for their sacrificed comrades.

"Company Commander!" At this time, Instructor Xie came up and handed me a few letters with blood, saying, "These letters were left by the comrades who died tonight!"

It was only then that I remember that when I was in the recruit camp, I asked each of them to write a letter and put it on them, or to take it back to the fellow villager, or to put it on myself.

I took the letters silently and flipped through them casually. I suddenly saw that one of them contained the words "Ma Zhanfu". In order to facilitate the delivery of the suicide note to my family members, the letters we wrote all left the names of the soldiers.

"Ma Zhanfu..." Xie's commander said hesitantly: "He is the soldier who just blocked the hole of the enemy's bunker with his chest. He is from Qinghai!"

"Yeah!" I nodded, opened the envelope with my trembling hands, took out the letter paper that was half dyed red by blood, and spread it carefully, and it reads it:

Dear parents:

In a few days, I will participate in the battle to regain the territory of the motherland, and I will be the first glorious group of participating troops.

Please forgive me for not discussing with you. The main reason is that you are old and are afraid that you will not be able to bear such great pressure, and you are worried and sad...

We are about to charge forward, and there will be sacrifices when there is a battle. If you see this letter, it has already been sacrificed there. Please don’t be sad. Salvation for the country is a glorious thing. You must be happy to have such a son. Unfortunately, I can no longer herd cattle and sheep for my parents, and I cannot respect my kind parents...

After I left, I asked my brother to respect my parents on my behalf. I am here to do my best. My younger brother and sister should go to school and become useful talents for the country...

Bye now

Dear Mom and Dad

Unfilial son: Benefits"

As I looked at it, my nose couldn't help but feel sore, and my tears almost fell down. What kind of warrior is this! In this letter, all I saw was his love for his family and his love for his motherland. All he thought, considered, and worried were all the younger brothers and sisters in the family, father and mother. He didn't say anything about himself at all, and he didn't have a word...

I held this letter in my hand and felt it was hot, so hot that I couldn't even hold it tightly. There was a kind of thing that would throw it away immediately. Because I couldn't imagine how they would feel when they handed this letter to Ma Zhanfu's family in the future!

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I would like to pay tribute to Comrade Ma Zhanfu of the Chinese People's Liberation Army in this chapter. The article contains the true deeds of Comrade Ma Zhanfu.
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