Chapter 108: Battle of Bridgehead (IV)

Chapter 108: Battle of Bridgehead (IV)

"Zhu Jixing!" I yelled on the walkie-talkie: "Order the artillery to fire immediately!"

"Yes!" Zhu Jixing responded and immediately shouted loudly to the walkie-talkie. After a while, rows of shells flew to the other side of the bridge with a roar, only blowing up the Vietnamese soldiers on the other side to overturn the horse and collapse.

However, the artillery shells could only cover the Vietnamese army on the other side of the bridge, but could not stop the Vietnamese tanks that had already rushed to our positions. A t62 led by him was still driving towards our army with great might.

Blasting the bridge may relieve our army of a lot of pressure. After all, in the eyes of most soldiers, once the bridge is broken, the threat from the southern bank of Qiqiu River is much less, and the Vietnamese attack on the bridgehead seems to have lost its meaning.

But I don't think so. First of all, even if we blow the bridge off, the Vietnamese army will not let us go. Secondly, if the bridge is broken, it can be repaired again? Building a bridge may be a difficult task for us during the War to Resist U.S. Aggression of Korea, but for the army of this era... it is just a few tank-built construction vehicles to build steel bridges at the break. So blasting the bridge cannot solve all problems unless we can blow the Qiqiu River Bridge into the sky with the piers. If this could be done, we would have blown the Qiqiu River before the enemy surrounded it and left.

Another disadvantage of blasting the bridge is... the soldiers will think that we have completed the mission, so they can break through! For a unit, the result of the loss of people's hearts is very terrible. At that time, we were afraid that only the entire army would lie here.

So I did not order the soldiers to blow up the bridge, but instead ordered the intercom to prepare the bazooka shooter. As for the tanks arranged by Battalion Commander Wu to the bridgehead, I didn't think about going to command them. It's not that I don't want to command, but that I can't command at all.

One reason is that it is difficult for the communication equipment in the tank to receive my commands, and the other reason is that in the darkness, the tankers can't see the signal I send. So their command seems to be to play the piano against the cow.

This is also the sorrow of our tanks in this era. Their night combat capabilities are very poor. If tanks fight at night, they seem to be able to rely on infantry to fire tracer bullets to indicate their targets...

"Dada, dada..." Several infantrymen used submachine guns to shoot strings of tracer bullets at the enemy tanks. These tracer bullets pointed directly at the Vietnamese T62 tank like long ropes flashing with fluorescent colors. This end of the rope was our infantry, and the other end of the rope was the Vietnamese tank.

"Boom..." With a few cannons, our army's tanks fired.

But the effect is not satisfactory. Although the distance is not far, the position indicated by the tracer bullet is not very accurate. The shooter in the tank can only determine the position of the enemy tank by the tracer bullet, so only one hit after three shells was shot. The shot hit was still the front armor of t62. The giant paused and continued to move forward without any trouble.

It continued to advance while turning the turret, and then hit a tank of our army with a "boom". The 115mm smoothbore cannon equipped with t62 can be said to be a tank killer. The 200mm frontal armor of 59 could not stop the impulse of the smoothbore cannon. In an instant, the hit tank immediately ignited a raging fire.

The other two tanks were so angry that they saw that their comrades' tanks were destroyed. They rushed toward the T62 with one shot, but the helpless thing was that our tanks did not have much night vision ability and had very few shells that could hit the opponent. In addition, the armor-piercing ability of the rifled gun was far less than that of the smoothbore gun, and even if there were a few shells that could hit, they could not penetrate the opponent's armor.

"Chir! Chih..." At this time, our army's bazooka shooter fired, but because it was difficult to determine the target at night, neither rocket hit the enemy tank.

Seeing the t62 turning its turret and aiming at another tank of our army, I hurriedly snatched a rocket launcher loaded with rockets from the soldiers beside me, ran a few steps along the trench to the side and then lay down on the tank's forward route.

"Battery Commander! Battalion Commander..." I heard the bazooka shooter following behind and shouting: "You have to fight ten meters away, ten meters away..."

"Ten meters?" I looked at the t62 that was getting closer and closer in front of me, and it seemed that it was only a dozen meters. But no matter what! If we don't stop it, we are afraid that our entire defense line will collapse.

Thinking of this, I *** aimed at the tank, but I didn't pull the trigger, because I knew that even 59 could not penetrate this guy's front armor, so I was afraid that this rocket launcher would be difficult to do. So I held the bazooka and waited quietly, waiting...

The tank continued to move forward with a rumbling motor sound. When it reached a blown Golan trench, the turret first lowered and then raised high to reveal its bottom.

When will I stop hitting this time? I pulled the trigger hard... With a strong shock from my shoulder, the rocket flew out with a roar. Before I could react, I heard a loud "boom" sound of fireball exploded in front of me. A wave of air surged, and my head, which was exposed outside the trench, leaned back as if it was hit hard... Then my eyes turned black and my whole body squatted in the trench.

"Battery Commander! Battalion Commander..." The bazooka archer behind me hurriedly helped me and pinch Renzhong and pull first aid kit.

I pushed him aside and cursed, "Go and go... it's not that time yet!"

"Battleman Commander, you are not injured!" The bazooka shooter was a little surprised.

"It's okay!" I rubbed my head, which was still a little dizzy, knowing that I was just shocking the explosion.

"How are the enemy tanks?" I asked.

"It's exploded!" Bazooka replied excitedly: "It's still the battalion commander, and a big hole was opened at the bottom! The Yue Japanese inside are afraid they are completely finished!"

That's not yet! I replied in my heart: This is all my experience in resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea. At that time... I was using anti-tank grenades! It could also blow up the American "Penxing".

Our army's artillery fire went tightly, and the other end of the Qiqionghe Bridge was sealed tightly by our army's artillery fire. The Vietnamese troops were divided into two pieces by artillery fire. The Vietnamese troops that had not yet rushed onto the bridge could not come up, and the Vietnamese troops and tanks that rushed onto the bridge were not to retreat.

Going forward? It means they will attack the bridgehead alone without reinforcements. This seems to be seeking death. The Vietnamese army does not have many T62 tanks, and they usually use them to take the lead. So once the T62 in the front is destroyed by us, the tanks behind are even more afraid to come up.

Retreat? The bridgehead has been blocked by our artillery fire, and their retreat seems to be gone.

So the Vietnamese army rioted on the bridge for a while. They wanted to wait on the bridge for a while and wait for our army to stop, but after several mortar shells fell accurately on the bridge, they were completely desperate.

Those mortars have long been aimed at the bridge and set up all the elements, so even if they are not visible at night, it will not affect our ability to accurately smash the shells to the bridge deck. After a row of shells passed, we saw that Vietnamese troops on the bridge were bombed and flew into the Qiqiong River.

The Vietnamese army soon realized that if they waited like this, they would have to be wiped out, so they rushed towards our bridgehead. But without the T62 tanks, their team was a piece of cake for us. Tanks drove up one by one and were soon destroyed by military tank guns and rockets. The flames when the tanks burned were even more like torches to clearly expose the infantry following them to our army's machine guns.

So rows of bullets and shells passed by, and the entire Qiqiong River Bridge was covered with burning tank wreckage and the bodies of the Vietnamese army. In the fire, the blood of the Vietnamese army continued to flow from both sides of the bridge deck into the river like rain...

The first charge of the Vietnamese army was soon defeated by our army. In this battle, our artillery played a great role. Because I quickly learned from the intercom that the defense line of He Liqiang's third battalion was almost broken by the Vietnamese army several times. Each time, it was because of the blocking and shooting of our artillery fire that the Vietnamese army was unable to succeed.

So to a certain extent, in this battle, we actually used dozens of artillery guns from the division's artillery regiment to blow up a barrier around the position. What we have to deal with... in fact, there is only the "lucky guy" who can break through this barrier.

But even so, the Vietnamese army's impact on us caused great casualties to our army, especially the two breakthroughs of the highway next to Highland No. 1 and the highway between Highway No. 2 and No. 3. The Vietnamese army launched a fierce attack on our positions from these two places under the cover of more than ten tanks. Our army only blocked them from the line of defense after paying a considerable price.

According to Battalion Commander Wu, the night vision ability of Vietnamese tanks is much more advanced than that of our army. They can move very quickly in the dark and accurately lock our tanks. In addition, most of the tanks used by the Vietnamese army are t54 and t55 of the same level as our army's 59. Therefore, although our army destroyed and injured more than ten Vietnamese tanks in this battle, four tanks were lost, and two tanks had malfunctioned.

"In other words... our tanks have only two of them and their combat capabilities?" In an air-raid shelter, after listening to Battalion Commander Wu's report, I couldn't help but frown.

"Yes!" Battalion Commander Wu nodded and gritted his teeth and said, "I will ask the soldiers to troubleshoot the tank as soon as possible, but when can it be eliminated and whether it can come in handy in the next battle... I can't guarantee it!"

"Yeah!" I nodded. Actually, it's not his fault. The technical skill of troubleshooting tanks is not something we can do as soon as we want. Moreover, it is not up to us to decide when the enemy's next attack will be launched.

"Only two tanks left... How can we fight this battle?" He Liqiang couldn't help but feel angry: "We have three breakthroughs in our defense line, one bridge and two highways. These places are where the Japanese use a lot of tanks to break through, and we only have two tanks... There is no tank in this place, so this next battle..."

He Liqiang's worries make sense. There is a saying that the best weapon to deal with a tank is a tank. This sentence does make sense. The bazooka is indeed a very effective anti-tank weapon, but it must be close to shooting and has poor defense. Only tanks are defensive and aggressive. But now we...the two tanks are nothing compared to the tanks surrounded by the enemy like ants.

"I have a way!" After thinking about it, Battalion Commander Wu replied: "Our two tanks can maneuver at three breakthroughs and attack enemies who break through in any direction at any time..."

I couldn't help but shook my head: "If our tank is the enemy's T62, maybe we can consider it, but ours is 59's... Will the night vision device equipped in 59 allow you to maneuver at three breakthrough points? Is your firepower strong enough? Are your armor thick enough? If there is another t62, let alone maneuver. We two 59's are not sure that we can't beat one of them!"

When I said this, Battalion Commander Wu had no sound. I am not destroying myself and gaining the ambition of others. What I am saying is the fact. We cannot tolerate the first half of the lies on the battlefield, because every lie will bring irreparable losses to our own troops and their soldiers.

But now... what can we do?

"Battery Commander!" He Liqiang suggested: "Can we let the artillery fire breakouts? Please ask our superiors for more artillery fire support..."

This was a solution, and everyone quickly turned their attention to Zhu Jixing.

Zhu Jixing, who was soaked by the smoke of gunpowder, shook his head helplessly and said, "I asked about this point. In fact, the artillery regiment is also very embarrassed now. It is not that our army is not enough artillery, but when we launched a general attack on the Vietnamese army during the day, the shells that provided us with fire support were all fired immediately as soon as they were sent! I don't know if it can be guaranteed to provide us with such support, let alone two more breakthroughs with artillery fire!"

Hearing this, the soldiers' eyes flashed with helplessness, because anyone knew that a large part of the reason why we could resist the charge of the Vietnamese army was that we had powerful artillery support. If even artillery fire could not be guaranteed now, the position would be in danger.

"Battery Commander..." The instructor who had not said much said anything, then said: "Let's just blow up the bridge! This way, the fifth company can be adjusted to other directions to defend, right? The Japanese invaders also lack a breakthrough, so we can save some shells, right?"

Before the instructor finished speaking, He Liqiang and Battalion Commander Wu nodded in agreement.

"There are only two breakthroughs, and we two tanks are exactly one of them!" Battalion Commander Wu agreed: "With the landmines and rocket launchers, it is not impossible to resist the charge of the Vietnamese army!"

He Liqiang also agreed: "I also agree to blow up the bridge, so that we at least don't have to worry about the Vietnamese army in the southern region..."

"Don't we really have to worry about the Vietnamese army in the South?" I asked back: "The width of the Qiqiong River is only more than 100 meters. The Vietnamese army only needs to drive the tanks to the riverside and aim the gun barrel at the back of our army. In addition, the Vietnamese tanks are equipped with advanced night vision devices... If we do not have troops to defend, will the Vietnamese tanks be blown up like targets?"

As soon as I said this, the soldiers were speechless.

"Then what Captain Cui means..." He Liqiang cast inquiring eyes at me.

I walked around anxiously in front of the soldiers. I knew that time was urgent and I had to come up with a solution. The Vietnamese army still didn't know our predicament, or the last battle caused our army to suffer heavy losses, for fear that the next attack would repeat the same mistakes, so they did not launch an attack immediately.

However, I believe they will definitely not give up. If I can't think of a way, then the next time the enemy attacks, it will be the time for our entire army to be wiped out.

After looking at the watch, the time was only over eleven o'clock. If you want to hold on until dawn, there will be at least five or six hours. This is not a good thing in normal times. Five or six hours is nothing, but in this battlefield of racing against time, it is like a death talisman...

"Battlefield Commander Wu!" At this time, the deputy battalion commander came in and whispered to Wu Changhui: "Company Commander Xu asked me to ask you, because the troops were too injured and injured, can the soldiers who fired tracer bullets be transferred to build a part of the battle..."

This is actually a very normal sentence. There is a platoon of troops in the Fourth Company who fired tracer bullets to indicate targets for Battalion Commander Wu's tank. Now the tank troops have lost more than half of them, so there are naturally not so many people who fire tracer bullets.

But the speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional. When I heard the three words "tracing bomb", I suddenly had an idea. I couldn't help but stand firm and asked Battalion Commander Wu: "How is the communication system of the enemy tank? Does their tank have a special way of identifying enemy and me?"

"The communication system of the enemy tank is not good either!" Battalion Commander Wu replied: "Their t54 and t55 tanks are almost the same as our army's 59, and there is no special way of identification!"

"That's good!" I nodded, looked at the map for a while, and then said, "We will not only not blow up the bridge, but also let the roads of Heights 2 and Heights 3 be released to let Vietnamese tanks come in!"

"What?" Hearing my words, the soldiers looked at me in horror.

"Does the battalion commander want to eat the Vietnamese tank troops?" He Liqiang opposed: "But our army only has two tanks, I'm afraid that the mouth will be too wide..."

"Our army tanks will not be dispatched!" I interrupted He Liqiang and said, "To be precise, it should be a few shots before returning to the tunnel!"

"What?" The soldiers looked at each other even more. No one understood what I was trying to do.

"This is the plan!" I pointed to the highway between the bridge on the map and the Highlands 2 and 3 and said: "The bridge and the Tongliang Highway are almost in a straight line. The tanks on the south side of the Vietnamese army rushed north along the bridge, and the tanks on the north side rushed south along the road. As long as we grasp the opportunity and use tanks and tracer bullets to pull them out in the middle, we can let the two enemy troops rush together..."
Chapter completed!