Chapter 82 Observer

Chapter 82 Observer

"Battery Commander! Battalion Commander, the Japanese invaders are coming up!"

Just as I was digging trenches with the soldiers, the observer's nervous screams came from the walkie-talkie.

"How many people are there?" I asked.

"Da Lan has one battalion! Ten tanks..." the observer replied.

"There are all!" I ordered to the walkie-talkie: "The enemy is coming up, be ready for battle!"

"Yes!" The company commanders responded and immediately ordered their soldiers to put down their shovels and pick up their weapons according to my order.

I carried a sniper rifle and ran to the incline for a while, then followed the traffic trench to the top of the mountain. I slowly poked my head out of the ground and looked down. I saw the Japanese invaders crawling out of the grass and the dense forest, holding weapons such as ak47, light machine guns and other weapons in my hand, and heading towards our army under the cover of ten tanks.

He raised his telescope and looked at the Vietnamese army, feeling that their attack this time was a little different from yesterday. Yesterday their purpose was to dig a tunnel to rescue his comrades trapped inside, and today... they seemed to want to take down the 417 highland we were stationed in.

But this is understandable. The 417 Heights and Koma Mountain and the 536 Heights form an iron triangle, which can support and connect with each other. When the 417 Heights fall into our hands, it means that the defense of the iron triangle has been successfully broken by us. What the Vietnamese army cannot accept is that as long as our army set up a few machine guns or mortars on the 417 Heights, they can directly threaten the connection between Koma Mountain and the 536 Heights... I think this is something that the Vietnamese army will never tolerate.

On the other hand, the Vietnamese army also noticed that our army built positions on the 417 Highlands, Kumashan and 536 Highlands, to protect the left and right wings of the 417 Highlands. Therefore, they also knew that it was impossible to wait for our army to retreat like yesterday.

Therefore, a battle for the highlands is destined to be staged in the 417 Highlands.

At this time, the rain had stopped, and a little sunlight appeared in the sky. I raised my telescope and looked at Komashan and Highland 536. The main peaks of the two highlands were looming in the mist. I couldn't help but frown. The visibility seemed to have only disadvantages but no benefits to the defense of the 417 Highland. Both highlands were condescending to the 417 Highland, which would undoubtedly provide strong fire cover for the charging Vietnamese army. Especially the 536 Highland, its elevation is close to the 417 Highland, and the straight line distance is only more than one thousand meters. A light machine gun can be set up on it to the 417 Highland.

This should be very comfortable for the Vietnamese army, because it means that they can share the same situation with us without any effort. In other words, the Vietnamese army occupied one inclined surface and a mountain top position on the 417 Highland, while our army could only occupy another inclined surface. In addition, the Vietnamese army had complete tunnel fortifications, but our army did not rush to build tunnels at all, so the situation was obviously unfavorable to our army.

"Woo..." With a whistle, the Vietnamese army began to ***.

I don’t know where the shells came from, it seems that Kumashan, the foot of the 417 highland and the 536 highland are in the direction. Obviously, the Vietnamese army made sufficient preparations for this attack and tried to succeed in one blow.

I quickly retracted my head, put away my telescope, carried a rifle and walked along the traffic trench towards the incline.

The Vietnamese army's firepower preparation time was not long, only three minutes. I think this may be related to the need for the Vietnamese army to save ammunition. After all, our army's offensive was fully launched at this time, and the entire Lang Son City, including its outer highlands, was already surrounded by our army. Lang Son's Vietnamese army could no longer receive any support from the outside world, and their ammunition was in a state of shooting a little less. In addition, the Vietnamese army also knew that our army was just arranging a few observers on the top position of the mountain, so they would not be so stupid that they were wasting a large amount of ammunition for those people.

"Area No. 1!" The voice of an observer came from the walkie-talkie.

With Zhu Jixing's order, several mortars fired a series of shells, and an explosion came from the opposite side of the high ground and the cheers of observers.

This was agreed by Zhu Jixing and the observers. Zhu Jixing and several other artillery observers divided the inclined surfaces in the direction of the Vietnamese army into pieces in advance, and divided the areas according to numbers for the observers to record them, and then allocated the urges and adjusted the elements according to these areas. Just wait for the Vietnamese army to rush to the position, as long as there are more enemies gathering in which area, the observer will report the area serial number... the shells will pass quickly.

So I just listened to the observers happily reporting serial numbers on the top of the mountain:

"Area No. 4! Beat... I've been hit! I've hit it very well..."

"Area No. 6! There are more than a dozen...who fought well! Seven or eight of them were killed in this instant!"

...

Time passed minute by minute, but the observers on the top of the mountain still had no intention of retreating, so I couldn't help but ask: "Where has the enemy been?"

"It's almost time to reach the top of the mountain!" the observer responded.

"Then why don't you withdraw quickly?" I couldn't help but curse, "What are you still doing on it? Retreat quickly!"

"Battery Commander..." The observer did not execute my orders as usual, but said weakly: "I can't get out, so let me stay here! Area 3...Call it quickly!"

There was another fire of cannon, and the observer burst into laughter on the intercom.

"Why can't you get off?" I couldn't help but shouted on the walkie-talkie in a hurry: "I order you to withdraw from the position immediately!"

"Battery Commander!" The observer replied in a weak voice: "My feet have been blown off by the Vietnamese Japanese, and my comrades have also died. You... just let me die with them!"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" I was shocked when I heard this and shouted to the intercom, "Who is closest to the top of the mountain? Carry him down immediately..."

While I gave orders, I couldn't help but run towards the top of the mountain.

But everything was too late. Before I could run a few steps, I saw that the Vietnamese army had already emerged from the edges of 30,000 to 50,000.

I heard the observer shouting on the walkie-talkie: "Area Zero, Area Zero... Comrades! Goodbye!"

Then there was a loud bang, and a ball of fire and smoke broke out on the top of the mountain. I couldn't help but stop and knew that the observer had pulled the explosive pack and died with the enemy.

It should be said that as long as the observer reported on the intercom earlier that he was injured, we would have a chance to rescue him down the mountain, but he did not do so. I know what he was thinking. The reason for this was that he saw his comrades who had already died on the top of the mountain, and he was unwilling to come back alive. More importantly, he also wanted to avenge his comrades and even himself, and he wanted to watch the Vietnamese army be killed by our shells. So... he was deliberately hiding his injuries from the beginning.

From the perspective of outsiders, his sacrifice was completely unnecessary. Because after he got off the position, I would send another observer to the position to guide the artillery bombing, which could also cause considerable casualties to the Vietnamese army. So to put it bluntly, this observer was actually a suicide, and his sacrifice turned into a meaningless casualty.

But... I think his sacrifice is not meaningless. Because the warrior is just a soldier, they are also individuals, a living person with flesh and blood. That's why he wants to avenge his comrades, so he is unwilling to live alone after all his comrades are sacrificed, so he deliberately conceals his injuries...

With a "boom!", the explosion of the shell made me realize that I was still on the battlefield, so I hurriedly lowered my body and hid in the trenches.

The explosive pack that the observer fired was like a fuse, and the battle between us quickly unfolded on the edge of the mountain top position. A series of mortar shells were attacked from the 536th highland and Kumashan to our position, but it was obvious that the Vietnamese army had not yet grasped the specific position of our position, and our fortifications had been consolidated, so this shell could not cause us much damage, but just to create some momentum for the Vietnamese army that charged towards our army.

Under the cover of these artillery shells, the Vietnamese army emerged from the top of the mountain positions in rows and then charged towards our army from a high point. Their individual soldiers are indeed of good quality, and their formation is between groups and scattered. Simply put, it is more scattered than the crowded group of our soldiers, but more dense than the scattered formation of the US army...

I think the reason for this phenomenon is that the Vietnamese army was influenced by China and the United States at the same time. But no matter what formation they used, the Vietnamese army would probably have to pay a heavy price to break through the front of our defense line. Even in the era of resisting U.S. aggression, when our army was still using old rifles like Mosin Nagan, this backscene position could make the US military with aircraft and cannons helpless. Moreover, the Vietnamese army in front of us now has no aircraft, and even if there are cannons, we can suppress the attack.

Isn't that? The Vietnamese soldiers emerged from the top of the mountain positions in rows and soon fell row by rows of guns of our soldiers.

The three years of war to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea made me familiar with the application of reverse incline tactics. Although the modern weapon parameters are somewhat different from those at that time, for example, the standard weapon used by our infantry during the Resistance and Aid Korea was Mosinnagan, which had a long range, high accuracy and low firing rate, but now the AK47, which is a short range, low accuracy and fast firing rate. However, this change does not affect my firepower configuration for the reverse inclined position.

Except for two squads arranged to defend based on the tunnel, I did not arrange any firepower within 200 meters from the top of the mountain position. The reason is that this distance is in the range of the Vietnamese army throwing grenades down from the top of the mountain position. Although the grenade is not very powerful, each soldier can carry four or five individual weapons. Once dropped, it will be in pieces and will never be inferior to long-range artillery. In addition, the Vietnamese army can lie on the top of the mountain position without exposing the target, so it is definitely a wise move to avoid this area.

Two hundred meters away is the firepower focus of the reverse inclined position, which is somewhat different from the Korean War. During the War of Resistance and Aid Korea, the focus of the firepower focus was Mosinnagan, which was far away. The submachine guns in the front row were just for the enemy to kill the enemy in large quantities when they approached. Now... due to the change in the parameters of the standard weapon, the firepower focus undoubtedly turned to ak47.

The soldiers of the three companies were divided into three lines of defense and arranged on the wide inclined surface of the 417 high ground. Once it was started, the ak47 in the hands of the soldiers would naturally form up, middle, lower and three-dimensional bullet rains that crossed left and right and left to pour out towards the Vietnamese army's impact formation.

Although the range accuracy of the ak47 is not enough, it is difficult to hit the target three hundred meters away, but it focuses on quantity rather than accuracy. Isn't this? Hundreds of ak47 roared at the Vietnamese army at the same time, and the bullet flew straight towards the Vietnamese army like dense locusts. The Vietnamese army just now emerged and was beaten into a sieve.

Some Vietnamese troops organized firepower to attack our army on the top of the mountain. In some aspects, this kind of attack is indeed correct, because although the ak47 has a fast firing speed, what is lacking is accuracy. In addition, the target exposed by the Vietnamese troops from a high position on the top of the mountain is very small. In this case, the ak47 seems to be helpless against the Vietnamese troops, but what the Vietnamese troops could not expect was that in addition to the ak47, there are also shooting teams holding sniper rifles and 56 and a half...

The shooting team originally had only four sniper rifles, but in the previous battle, they picked up four from the pile of corpses. So a shooting team with only fourteen people had eight sniper rifles, which gradually made my battalion sniper troops take shape. The soldiers who had just obtained the sniper rifles were excited because they got the new gun, and now they had their place to use it. After a "bang" gunshot, the firepower organized on the top of the mountain made them fall one by one in a pool of blood. Their movements were so fast that I didn't need to do anything at all.

Actually, I didn't do it intentionally. I think that with such a good practical opportunity now, they should be familiar with the new weapons they have and the sniping skills they taught during training.

The last layer of defense in the backscene is the machine guns and mortars with long ranges. But so far, none of these seem to be useful. We easily repelled the two charges initiated by the Vietnamese army with the ak47 and shooting team in the hands of the soldiers.

The Vietnamese army seemed to realize that such a charge would not have any effect other than increasing their casualties, so after dropping hundreds of bodies, they gathered the troops onto their inclines.

So a dramatic scene appeared on the battlefield. On this 417 Highland, a battalion of the Vietnamese army occupied one inclined surface, and our army occupied the other inclined surface. Although both sides were close, no one could do anything to the enemy on the other side.

"Give it!" When the war stabilized, the people from my hometown came up to hand me a cigarette.

I took it and couldn't help but shouted unexpectedly: "Yoho! What a cigarette... Great China! Where did it come from?"

While lit a match for me, the man from my hometown spat and said, "It's so annoying. This is found from the Yue Japanese! Damn, we all smoke this cigarette..."

I could only smile bitterly when I heard this. There are too many such things in Vietnam. Our country's aid to Vietnam can be said to be selfless. No matter what weapons and equipment, it is a good new supply to Vietnam. In the most difficult period, even if I tighten my belt, I would send Vietnam a complete truckload of rice. My own troops were still using 56 and a half, but I sent Vietnam a Type 56 submachine gun.

But now, we have to fight with the wolf we raised and give the precious lives of the soldiers...

"Battery Commander!" He leaned against the trenches and vomited thick smoke. The people from the hometown said with some concern: "Will the Chief of Staff be unhappy if we give the back slope of the 417 Highland to the Vietnamese army like this?"

"I hope not!" I sighed and said, "Without the war between Kumashan and Heights 536, it is almost impossible to fully control Heights 417."

"Yeah!" The hometown nodded in agreement: "It's good to fight this battle. Most of us are recruits, and all the Japanese invaders have been fighting on the battlefield for decades. I feel happy that we can kill them like this! I have known for a long time that you are an expert..."

"Don't come!" I said disdainfully: "Who is the one who is in the lockdown in the recruit camp?"

"Hey... don't blame me!" The native raised his eyebrows and pretended to be wronged: "Do you know that you almost killed me that night? You are so embarrassed to say that? If you were according to the army's discipline, you would have been kicked home to farm, and you could still be the battalion commander here?"

"Tsk..." I smiled and said, "Do you think being a battalion commander is better than farming at home? You'd better kick me home and farm!"

The people in my hometown were speechless as soon as I said this. It took a long time to look at me and smile at me.

Actually, I know myself very well. My mentality at this time is completely different from that of modern me. If it were in modern times, I might rather go home to farm and avoid war, but now... I find that I can't live without the troops, this battlefield, and even more so with my comrades...

"Battery Commander!" Just as the people from my hometown and I were hiding in the trenches and sucking mist leisurely, a correspondent hurriedly ran to me and reported: "The Chief of Staff called and said that it was... I asked you to go back to the regiment headquarters for a meeting!"

"What?" After hearing this, my hometown and I were stunned for a moment, and we both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

At this time, I was still commanding the battle on the 417 Highlands, and the Vietnamese army would launch an attack again at any time. It seemed that it was not appropriate to transfer me, the battalion commander, to a meeting.
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