Chapter 48: The Battle of Tong Deng (18)

Chapter 48: The Battle of Tong Deng (18)

"Company Commander! Can't rush down!" Shunzi shouted at me: "Two comrades have sacrificed, and the enemy situation is very different from what is drawn on the drawings!"

This is actually not the old militia. He built the fortress decades ago. Of course, we cannot hope that the internal structure of this fortress was the same as when the French used it to resist the *** people decades ago.

"Use explosives pack, grenade!" I shouted to Shunzi.

In the enclosed space of the turret, the gunshots were roaring like guns, which forced me to increase the volume.

"It's useless!" Shunzi replied loudly to me: "That bunker is hanging in the air. Between the first and second floors, the explosive pack cannot be fried!"

I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. At this time, maybe the rocket launcher or recoilless cannon will be useful, and it would be even better if there was a gun. But because we were worried that the Vietnamese army would be suspicious of us, we didn't bring these equipment at all.

"Kill..." At this time, the sound of killing outside the fort was shocking, and the soldiers of the 637th Regiment rushed towards the fort in three directions under the command of Captain Zhao.

But the soldiers' attacks were not so smooth. The Guitun Fortress had two layers exposed on the ground. We occupied the first layer and the second layer was on the ground. This means that the turret did not completely lose its defense ability, and the perforation of the second layer could still play a role...

Sure enough, a few flares were fired from the second layer of the perforation hole. Looking out along the perforation hole, the dense PLA soldiers were carrying various weapons and running towards the fort with almost no cover.

Soon the machine guns rang, and the People's Liberation Army soldiers fell one after another, rushing up like waves, and then falling one after another...

"Company Commander!" Shunzi also saw this scene and couldn't help but look at me.

I know what he meant. He wanted me to issue orders to solve this situation as soon as possible! This is how the soldiers are. They are used to pushing the problem to their superiors and they just wait and listen to the orders!

But what can I do? Will I reach the second level?

We only have ten soldiers, and two of them have just died. In this case, our strong attack is not only useless, but it is very dangerous. Because once we are almost dead, the first level will fall back to the hands of the Vietnamese army, and the attack on the offensive troops will be even greater!

Not attacking?

It seems that it is not possible. The defense of Guitun Fort is too strong. The Vietnamese army seems to only need the second layer of firepower to resist our army's attack. Although we have captured the first layer, we are helpless in this situation and can only watch this scene happen...

It’s not possible to attack, nor can it not attack! Is there no other way?

Of course there is a solution. My personality is that I won’t hang myself on a tree. This was the case before, but now it is the case...

So I quickly diverted my gaze and attention from the machine gun passage. In the dim light of the flashlight, I noticed several upward steps, which led to the top of the turret, and there seemed to be a cement board on it that could move.

"Here!" I put the gun on my back and walked up the steps. The cement board was very heavy, weighing at least a few dozen kilograms. With the help of Shunzi, we struggled to push it away. Then we both hugged and rushed up. It was indeed the top of the fort.

"Company Commander, why are you here?" Shunzi couldn't help but ask: "This is the top place. This is the place where the Japanese devils are!

"Yeah!" I nodded. In fact, He Guoan clearly drew this exit on the drawings he drew for us. But we were always concerned about how to reach the second floor, so we didn't notice it at all.

But... it seems useless to get here. The Japanese are on the second floor of the turret! We can't beat them on the top of this turret!

Suddenly, a row of bullets flew past us with a whistle, which scared Shunzi and I tossed down on the fort.

Will the enemy's bullets still be fired here?

Shunzi and I couldn't help but look at each other. After a while, we realized that it was not the Vietnamese army that were shooting at us just now, but our own troops! In the end, they regarded us as the Vietnamese Japanese!

"Notify Captain Zhao immediately!" I said to Shunzi: "The first floor and the top of the turret have been controlled by us, so let the soldiers watch and beat them!"

"Yes!" Shunzi responded and turned around and went down.

Before the news reached Captain Zhao, I climbed forward a few steps on the fortress point and slowly poked out my head. I saw the perforations on the second floor spurting out flames frantically, and occasionally fired flares, clearly illuminating the soldiers who were charging on the inclined surface under the muzzle of the Vietnamese army.

Since it was at night and the Vietnamese army's shooting was very fierce, the flames emitted from the Vietnamese army's muzzles clearly exposed the position of the perforation. Seeing this, I couldn't help but have an idea, turned around and quickly crawled into the hole, and then crawled into the first floor in a flash.

"There are all!" I ordered the soldiers: "Two guard the door, two guard the second floor, and each of the others carries a box of grenades. Remember to bring back a backpack strap! Take a few more... If not, go to the corpse of the Yue Japanese! "

"Yes!" the soldiers responded. Although they didn't know why the order I gave was, they still executed my order meticulously.

But after a while, Li Shuibo and Shunzi, the natives of his hometown, followed with a box of grenades on their backs. The first floor was filled with bullets and grenades left by the Japanese devils, so it was not difficult to find a few boxes of grenades.

"Company Commander, why are you here to carry these things?" Shunzi asked with lingering fear because he almost died under his own gun: "If our people see this, they will regard us as the Vietnamese Japanese and shoot us up..."

"Have you informed Captain Zhao?"

"Notified!"

"Will that be done?"

"But in my heart..." Shunzi said, "It's still a bit irritating. If I die at the hands of my own people, how unfair it would be!"

"Company Commander!" The hometown people also said in confusion: "The comrades of the 637th Regiment are dying and sacrificing. We should find a way to reach the second level as soon as possible..."

"You all follow me!" I didn't explain, and took a backpack strap and grabbed a few grenades, then wrapped them a few times before tied them tightly. I lay on the top of the turret and climbed forward for a distance to the edge of the turret, saw a machine gun shooting hole below, pulled the grenades suddenly and then put them down.

The backpack strap was tied with a grenade on one end and the other end was tied to my hand, so the bundle of grenades was also hanging in the air. Because the grenade had a few seconds of explosion delay, I even had time to adjust the height of the cluster grenade, so that it faced the machine gun shooting hole, and then quickly retracted my hands and head...

Then there was a loud "boom" sound, and a burst of stones broke out from outside the bunker. Before I could poke my head out to see the results, the people from my hometown could not wait to stretch out their heads.

"Hey! It really exploded!" Shunzi shouted excitedly: "This method is great! It can blow up the Japanese pricks with such an easy way. It is fun and not dangerous. Let me try it too..."

As he said that, he followed suit and threw the grenade into another fire-burning perforation hole... Another "boom" sounded, and another perforation hole was steadily blown up!

The soldiers were so excited that they started without saying a word. If they were to rush into the Viet Japanese bunker and stuff explosives into the perforation hole to explode, it would have to pay the price of life, and often even if they paid the price of life, they might not be able to do it. Just like now, thousands of soldiers from the 637th Regiment were divided into several sides to siege the Vietnamese army, but they still couldn't get close to the range of fifty meters of the fort. So it was not easy to blow up the perforation hole of the enemy bunker...

But now... the three or four of us can easily blow up the enemy's holes one after another like a mix-up. Naturally, the excitement is not something outsiders can understand.

Several soldiers on the top of the fort soon began to divide the work and cooperate. Some were responsible for binding grenades, some were responsible for passing them, and some were responsible for explosions... The backpack belts were also uploaded from downstairs one by one. Many Japanese devils died on the first floor. If the backpack belts were not enough, they would use their clothes and pants...

But this made the Yue Japanese who were shooting guns in the fort, and they were inexplicably confused and didn't understand how the explosions came about. There was no enemy approaching outside the perforation hole, so why would the perforation holes be blown up one after another?

But even if they knew how we used to blow up the perforation hole, they seemed to have no choice but to do anything to us. These grenades were all hanging in the air, and they were outside the turret. By the way, the walls of the turret were several meters thick. Even if they clearly saw a large string of grenades with blue smoke hanging outside the perforation hole, they could do nothing...

So the sound of the machine guns of the Vietnamese army quickly weakened. This did not mean that we had blown up all the perforations. In fact, there were at least 30 or 40 perforations on the second floor of the fort. We only had a dozen perforations after a shortage of manpower. But because the Vietnamese army hiding behind the perforations were afraid of the explosion.

When the perforation hole is blown up by a cluster grenade, although it cannot threaten the Vietnamese army behind the cement wall that is several meters thick, the shock wave and the cement blocks brought in from the perforation will directly kill the Vietnamese army shooting at the perforation hole.

When the Vietnamese army in the fort saw that we could blow up the shot holes one after another, and directly kill and injure the shooter, it was inevitable that they would be panic. They would think in their hearts, who would be the turn of the next one? Should we just let the enemy die one after another?

In fact, it is indeed what they thought. As long as we give us a little more time, we are fully capable of blowing up the perforations one by one.

Once the firepower of the Vietnamese army was weak, the soldiers of the 637th Regiment quickly approached the fort, which made us embarrassed because we were worried that the cluster grenade would accidentally injure the soldiers. However, we soon discovered that all these worries were unnecessary, and we should worry about ourselves!

I saw several soldiers holding flamethrowers suddenly appear in the crowd. I was so anxious that I screamed "Let's go!" and a heat wave rushed in. In an instant, it burned the turret up and down into a fireball.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart, this girl!*** didn't even look at it, and even the first layer we occupied was spraying. Isn't it? Even the top of the turret was burning. But it doesn't seem to blame those chemical defense soldiers. This flamethrower is not as big as a rifle. This thing is like a water spray gun, especially when the fire spurt was just activated, no one would be able to shoot it!

"It's all okay!" I shouted at the soldiers.

"fine!"

"fine!"

"*** Damn it! I almost turned into a roasted pig!" The people in my hometown sweared in dissatisfaction.

"It's fine, withdraw all the turrets!"

"Yes!" The soldiers responded and turned around and ran towards the entrance of the cave.

"Don't move!"

"Nuokongsong Page!"

...

As soon as we got back to the fort, we saw a group of People's Liberation Army rushing in and aimed the gun at us without saying a word. These guys were all red-eyed, not to mention that we were wearing Vietnamese uniforms. If we hadn't explained before that it might be our own people, I'm afraid they would have shot us and beat us into a hornet's nest.

"Our own people!" I said relaxed to the group of PLA soldiers: "I am Cui Wei, and this level is all my own people!"

"Corporate Cui!" A blood-stained cadre came up to shake hands with me. After seeing my appearance, he was suspicious: "What's the situation now? Why is the resistance of the Vietnamese army still so fierce?"

"The second floor cannot be attacked!" I pointed to the entrance of the second floor.

"Mechanical Defense Soldier!" As soon as the cadre waved, a chemical defense soldier carrying an oil bottle came up. Without saying a word, he was in a fire at the entrance.

But it seemed that the fire could not be burned in at all, and it all piled up on the steps, baking our first layer like a steamer. If it weren't for the perforations on the wall, we would have to suffocate.

After a while, after I was extinguished, several soldiers carefully shone the flashlight down. They turned around and reported to us: "The battalion commander... has an additional iron gate, and they are all blocked!"

Only then did I recognize that I had met a battalion commander in the regiment headquarters, and he was still wearing a bandage on his head.

"Damn it!" The battalion commander gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely, then shouted hysterically: "Fry it with explosives until the door is exploded! I'm going to tear these dog god..."

"Battery Commander!" I dissuaded: "It is impossible to blow up with explosives. The Vietnamese army will lay this door between the first and second floors so that we can rush in. If we can blow up with explosives, is there any other door?"

"Dadadada..." At this time, the gunshot suddenly rang out, and a scream came from the bottom of the stairs.

We were stunned and soon realized that there were still perforations at the gate of the Vietnamese army.

These Vietnamese Japanese were really cunning. They didn't shoot when our army first reconnaissance. They only fired when we thought we were fine and we were not prepared to install explosives...

"Damn it!" The battalion commander roared at the warrior beside him in a hoarse voice: "Where is the perforation?"

The soldiers all shook their heads silently, and all the soldiers who knew where the perforation was sacrificed were on the ladder.

"Blow me again..." The battalion commander seemed to have lost his mind.

I understand him very well. Seeing so many comrades and subordinates die by their side, I will go crazy. But I can't let him do this.

I stopped the warrior who was about to go down with the explosive bag, glanced coldly at the battalion commander and said, "I am now in command!"

"Why are you?" The battalion commander was angry, and naturally refused to give in: "They are my soldiers, you are just a company commander!"

"I understand the situation better than you!" I met his gaze viciously, pointed to the fort at the foot and said, "I can kill you a few fewer people, and I can knock down this fort!"

Hearing this, the battalion commander was stunned. What I said was indeed true. If I hadn't used a trick to break through the first floor, if we hadn't made trouble on the first floor, I was afraid that all these soldiers would not have rushed here even if they died.
To be continued...