The strongest blue army starts from keeping the Seventh Steel Company

"Quick, ask for help, send a message to the regiment headquarters."

"Everyone, hold on to me. Those who retreat will be killed without mercy. Reinforcements will arrive soon."

After a while, Ruan Hui, the battalion commander of the Vietnamese army, finally came back to his senses a little bit, and kept yelling.

How confident I was before, how fearful I am now.

Could Gaocheng give them a chance? .

Chapter 60 The battalion commander of the Vietnamese army was beaten until he collapsed and committed suicide (full order)

"Be careful, it's here again."

Boom!

The screams of panic were submerged in an instant, and another Type [-] [-]mm individual cloud bomb exploded. The flames engulfed the fleeing Vietnamese soldiers, leaving only a dozen scorched and bloody soldiers. corpse.

"Bazooka, hurry~, blow it up for me..."

puff.

Before a captain of the Vietnamese army could finish his sentence, a delicate flower of blood splashed on his head. A blood hole the size of a thumb appeared between his eyebrows. Scarlet blood mixed with pale brains flowed out. It looked extremely hideous and terrifying. .

"Damn, there are snipers."

The guy next to him was so scared that he quickly retracted his head into the trench like a turtle.

"Mortar, get down."

"At three o'clock, the rockets are coming again."

"No, there are people on the left, stop them."

Horrified screams continued to come from the broken positions of the Vietnamese army, and the guys who were still alive ran around like headless flies.

Unable to block the front, Shi Jin and others who touched from the left came out with lightning speed and directly seized the line of the ridge above their position.

It’s over.

Completely finished.

Ruan Hui, the battalion commander, had been beaten to the point of complete collapse. He was sitting in the trench with a dull expression on his face, and his eyes were even more ashen.

Originally, he felt that relying on the large number of people and tactical adjustments, he should be able to hold on for a while until reinforcements came.

But he was wrong.

Not to mention the crazy firepower of those Yan Guo guys, that commander is even more terrifying to the extreme.

As long as he made a slight adjustment, he would be seen through immediately, and then either mortar shells or cloud bombs would hit his head and face.

What does this feel like?

It's like playing a game and meeting someone cheating, your every move can't escape the other party's eyes, you can only sit and wait to be tortured and killed.

Turn your head.

Seeing the hell-like scene around him, Ruan Hui hoped that this was just a nightmare.

But the constant gunshots, explosions and screams all reminded him that he was not dreaming, all this was real, and they were beaten into dead dogs.

Taking out the pistol from his waist and pressing it against his temple, Ruan Hui exerted force little by little with his index finger.

There was no escape, the ridge line was seized suddenly, and their escape route was cut off. Even if they could escape, so what?

"You bastard."

Shouting the last sentence of his life with all his strength, the collapsed Ruan Hui suddenly pulled the trigger.

boom.

Amidst the piercing sound of the gunshot, the bullet pierced his temple instantly, causing a spatter of blood, and then his right hand dropped down, and his head tilted.

It's just that those eyes are still wide open.

They were really the trump card battalion, but they were killed by a company of Yan Guo, and they were still dead without the slightest strength to fight back. How could he die in peace?

"Battalion Commander, Battalion Commander."

"The battalion commander is dead."

"Run away."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

As soon as Ruan Hui committed suicide, the rest of the Vietnamese army collapsed completely, desperately trying to break out and escape.

Unfortunately, it's useless.

Their retreat had been cut off by the third squad led by Shi Jin who had seized the ridgeline, and their fate was already doomed, that is, death.

. . .

ten minutes later.

The sound of the guns completely subsided, and there was no longer a living Vietnamese soldier on the ruined position that was still smoking, and only the people of the No. [-] Steel Company stood there.

Won.

That's really it.

Everyone couldn't believe this was true. They wiped out an ace battalion of the Vietnamese army with one company and one charge.

Slowly, the faces of the group of people began to change.

Not happy, but starting to turn pale.

When they just rushed to kill, they only focused on charging and firing, but now they stopped, and they realized that there were corpses of Vietnamese soldiers everywhere.

Some were scorched by the high temperature of the cloud bombs, like coke; some were torn apart by the shells, and their intestines flowed out;

In addition to the smell of gunpowder smoke, the air is also mixed with a strong smell of blood, and there is a faint smell of roasted flesh and blood. All kinds of smells are mixed together and enter the lungs along the nose.

"vomit."

I don't know who couldn't help it first, the sound of vomiting suddenly sounded.

One.

five.

ten.

twenty.

The people who were covered in bloody aura just a second ago couldn't stand it anymore, they turned around one after another, buried their heads and vomited, and immediately vomited out the overnight meal.

click.

Shi Jin gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold on, but he turned his head and vomited it out after a few seconds, and Lin Sanbao and the border guards did the same.

I really can't help it.

He had heard that the battlefield was bloody and cruel before, so he realized that those descriptions were too pale, and he could only know what was in it by experiencing it himself.

Only a few people, including Wu Liuyi and the hygienist, did not vomit, but they all gritted their teeth and held on.

Deng Deng.

Following the sound of footsteps, Gaocheng strode over, looked at the group of people who were vomiting, and said loudly, "Spit, it will be fine after you vomit."

this is normal.

Not to mention the bloody and cruel environment like the battlefield, even if ordinary people accidentally killed someone, they would easily vomit, mainly because the visual and psychological impact brought about a physiological reaction.

Of course, there is one exception.

That is to kill unhatched life with its mouth, usually without vomiting.

"If you feel uncomfortable, it's okay to lie down and vomit."

As Gao Cheng walked, he raised his hand to help pat the back of the soldier who was vomiting heavily.

This is indeed a bit cruel.

They are all just in their twenties, but what can they do?The enemy has already fought over, and as soldiers, they can only stand up.

"Commander, am I useless?"

Shi Jin asked a difficult question, because he vomited so hard that tears almost came out.

"I'm throwing up."

Gao Cheng scolded, "It's useless to beat them into dead dogs? It's too kind. If you are all heinous people, you will definitely not vomit. It will be fine after this time."

This is similar to boys watching a movie that is not suitable for children for the first time, panic and shy, worried about being found out, etc., but after watching too much, eating and watching with instant noodles can be calm.

"Hmm...vomit."

Shi Jin continued to vomit.

Standing up straight, Gao Cheng looked around at everyone, "Don't feel guilty, you are killing the enemy, think about your relatives, if we lose, what will happen to them?"

If you lose, the consequences are unbelievable.

Just like beating those devils back then, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the smoke of war was everywhere, and none of the elderly, children or women escaped. . . More than 3000 million casualties.

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After emptying their stomachs, the group of people slowly stopped, and then stood up one after another. Although their faces were still pale, there was a look of tenacity in their eyes, the tenacity that only belongs to soldiers.

call.

Only then did Gao Cheng heave a sigh of relief, and ordered, "Everyone rest in place for a while, the injured person speaks out, and the hygienist will deal with it for you."

"Yes."

The crowd responded.

This battle can be called perfect, no one was sacrificed, and no one was seriously injured, which was something Gao Cheng never thought of at the beginning.

But think about it and understand.

The Yan Kingdom hadn't fought a war for many years, and the same was true for the Vietnam Army, which was also a group of recruits.