. . .

More than two minutes later.

wow wow.

Mud and water were constantly splashing, and Gao Cheng, Shi Jin, Wu Liuyi and others from the third class of Steel No. [-] Company quickly circled along the foot of the mountain from the right to the front.

"Come here and help."

"Hurry up."

There is a voice.

A dozen or so meters ahead, about a platoon of vietnamese soldiers were using sticks to save the guys buried in the mudslide.

Yeah, let me die.

Gao Cheng cursed inwardly, then glanced at the Bayi Bar in his hand, and then pulled the trigger suddenly, his ass was about to explode, and he felt sorry for himself if he didn't kill a few more.

boom.

The 7.62mm bullet whizzed out of the barrel in an instant, tearing apart the rain curtain and attacking directly with terrifying intent of death.

One hit kill.

The guy bent over in front didn't even know what happened, his head was pierced by a bullet, blood splashed out, and was quickly washed away by the rain.

"how is this possible?"

"Impossible, how could they not die?"

"Get down."

The sudden killing scared the other guys out of their wits. While dodging quickly, they frantically grabbed their own.

But it was too late.

It's not like playing with bolt-action rifles decades ago. The firepower of automatic rifles is huge, and the distance is only a dozen meters. It is not too easy to kill.

A platoon of Vietnamese soldiers were killed without firing a single bullet, and all fell into the (baff) mud.

"Change the magazine."

"Go pick up their AKs if you don't have bullets."

"quick."

Gao Cheng gave orders while striding forward.

Shi Jin, Wu Liuyi and the others hurried forward.

At the same time, gunshots and explosions were heard from other places, and the flash of fire could still be seen from time to time.

"Commander, it's all right."

Shi Jin yelled, the ammunition has been replenished.

"Go, go around to the back."

Gao Cheng rushed forward as soon as he waved.

Those bastards might put the headquarters at the forefront unless their heads were caught by the door, because that would not be much different from courting death.

What is the most classic case?

It was Li Yunlong's frontal breakout battle at Cangyunling that shook the entire northwestern Shanxi Province.

If it wasn't for that old devil Sakata who ran forward with a cramp and was killed by the pillar, it would be almost impossible for Li Yunlong to break out with the new group head-on.

"Yes."

The group of people immediately changed direction and headed towards the rear, and their figures quickly disappeared in the heavy rain of the night.

. . .

the other direction.

call out.

With the sound of breaking through the air, a 40 rocket appeared with a dazzling flame tail. The flame dispelled the night, and the terrified expressions on the faces of the Vietnamese soldiers could be seen.

"Do not..."

Boom!

Amidst the desperate yells, those bastards could only watch helplessly as the rocket hit the BMP-1 infantry tank beside them with precision, and the flames of death rolled out.

A more violent explosion occurred.

The fuel tank of the infantry chariot was detonated, and the entire steel chariot exploded into a fireball, and countless burning wreckage splashed and fell around.

The fleeing Vietnamese soldiers only felt a heat wave, followed by severe body pain, and then they took off on the spot, and when they hit the ground, they turned into charred and bloody corpses.

"there."

"Quick, come here."

"The Yan Guo guy has come to kill him."

The guys next to me ran back in fright, yelling.

Swish.

However, the squad leader of the guard battalion in the theater who led the team did not lead anyone to hunt him down. Instead, he led his brothers to kill in another direction with a wave of his hand.

The battalion commander in Gaocheng made it very clear that their ultimate goal is to create chaos and completely disrupt those miscellaneous things, and they can't waste precious time chasing down a few guys.

. . .

bang bang.

Boom!Boom!

In just a few minutes, the sound of gunfire and explosions resounded throughout the area, and every second, a lot of vietnamese soldiers' lives were harvested.

no way.

Suffering from the impact of mountain torrents and mudslides, they were all running for their lives. It was already a mess. The rain had not stopped, and it was midnight. How could they withstand the sudden attack?

What's the most important thing?

Only a small part of these guys are the infantry of the mechanized infantry company, and the rest are armored soldiers. They are very slippery when driving tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, and they collapse in close combat.

The steel seventh company is the ceiling of the reconnaissance force, and the special forces like the old A can exist head-on. The theater guard battalion is responsible for protecting and guarding the chiefs. Can it be weak?

Therefore, when many tanks and chariots were caught in mudslides, in this chaotic melee situation, they were killed immediately and couldn't find the north.

. . .

In the rear, the temporary headquarters of the 201st Armored Brigade of the Vietnamese Army.

"How could they not be dead, huh?"

Colonel Brigadier Fan Meng yelled.

He had previously believed that the torrents, mudslides and mountain collapses were the wrath of nature, and those Yan countrymen on the mountains would inevitably suffer heavy losses, and it was not impossible to even wipe out the entire army.

But now those gunshots and explosions are coming clearly, telling him plainly that not only are those Yan Guo guys not dead, but they are still alive as if they had taken medicine.

"Brigade Commander, this is a trap."

A major spoke bitterly.

If you are not prepared, you will definitely suffer heavy losses. On the contrary, this shows that those damn Yan Guo guys are clearly prepared in advance.

Yes.

It must be a trap.

Fan Meng is not brain-dead, he has already understood.

But he really can't accept it, he can't believe that there are people in this world who are so powerful and can come up with such an arrangement.

puff.

In the next second, the body of Fan Meng, the brigade commander of the colonel, trembled, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth immediately.

He really couldn't help it.

Bringing an armored brigade plus half an armored regiment to encircle and kill two or 300 people, no matter how you look at it, it is an easy thing, but now?But they suffered such a terrible loss.

Just ask, how could he not be aggrieved by this?

If he hadn't experienced all this personally, even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't be able to believe it.

"brigadier."

"brigadier."

The guys around were going crazy with fright. If the brigade commander vomited blood and died at this time, it would really be over.

"I'm fine."

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Fan Meng felt better, and before he had time to wipe off the blood on his mouth, he said directly, "Immediately tell all the troops to retreat, there are not many of them, as long as we retreat to stabilize, the dead will still be there. . . ”

boom.

Before he could finish his sentence, gunshots suddenly came from outside.

"Someone."

"over there."

"The guard company, hurry up."

Then came the shouting.

Damn.

Fan Meng's expression changed again, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant. He didn't expect the Yan Guo troops to touch their headquarters so quickly.

Once they are killed, it is afraid that they will collapse completely.

"Go first."

Fan Meng made a decision instantly.

As long as they are alive, they will soon be able to regroup the withdrawn troops. Even if half of them are dead, they still have a few thousand people, and they can still kill those damn Yan Guo guys.

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