Chapter 83: Around the point and attack the support

Chapter 83: Around the point and attack the support

With two guards and a communications soldier making some preparations, we hugged and ran to our own positions along the traffic trench. When we arrived in front of the open land of the 417 Highland, we stopped at the same time and waited for Zhu Jixing's artillery fire to cover.

At this time, the inclined surface of the 417 highland was already in the hands of our army, so the open land in front of us is actually no longer as dangerous as before. One reason is that the mountain is blocked by heavy fog, and the Vietnamese army in the 536 highland and Kumashan could not see this open land at all. Another reason is that the Vietnamese army thought that our army had already broken through this dead zone, so it became meaningless to implement firepower again. But in order to allow us to pass through this open land smoothly, the people of my hometown still asked Zhu Jixing to prepare for fire protection.

After looking at my watch, the pointer slowly jumped to two o'clock, and then a whistling sound of bombs sounded in the air. The shells were like the starting guns of our race. Several soldiers surrounded me and jumped up from the trenches and rushed towards the narrow valley hundreds of meters away...

A few minutes later, we passed through the death zone without any danger. When we looked back at the 417 Highland, we saw our army's artillery fire still hitting the top of the mountain, and occasionally we could hear a few machine guns. We couldn't help but sigh in our hearts, it's really different from our lives! During the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, we had to exchange people's lives for bullets and shells. But now, we are so generous in using bullets and shells to cover me, the battalion commander...

If you want to return to the Korean battlefield and tell your comrades, you must be angry to death!

When time is tight, I dare not stay here and express my thoughts. I turned around and walked towards the regiment headquarters with the soldiers. The two guards were clever, protecting me one by one and the other. The guard walking in front was also vigilantly watching the ground with a submachine gun and checking whether there were landmines underground.

Although our soldiers are walking on this road every day, after fighting in Vietnam for so many days, I know that the guards' actions are by no means too much. Because on this battlefield we have to face not only frontal enemies, but also omnipresent Vietnamese agents... They will always place mines and traps in unexpected places at any time when we are unexpected.

I still remember... A few days ago, a group of soldiers from other troops passed by our position, and enthusiastically handed me a cigarette and asked, "Comrade! Are there any mines on the road ahead? Have you ever walked by comrades?"

"Don't worry..." I waved my hand confidently: "Don't worry! We walk on that road every day, and we will step on all the mines!"

The comrade was very polite, and said thank you several times and forced me to give me a pack of cigarettes. I thought it was nothing to ask for a pack of cigarettes when I did this helpful thing, so I accepted it. But unexpectedly... the team of soldiers heard two "boom" sounds before they took a few steps, and soon they were still the same comrade... but this time they were carried back, missing one leg. When I saw me, I cursed hysterically: "Grandma, you're not saying there are no landmines? I've lost all my legs..."

This made me feel embarrassed, and it also made my soldiers laugh at me for a while, so I understood a truth: if people walk too much, there will be roads, but it does not necessarily mean there is no landmines!

A group of four people trotted along the mountain road. From time to time, some soldiers on both sides spontaneously stood up to pay tribute to me. Occasionally, someone would hear whispering: "Look! That's the battalion commander of the second battalion..."

"It's him? I can't tell... so can I fight?"

"I know what it means to be a person who is not good at appearance?"

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***! I couldn't help but curse myself when I heard these words. In modern times, I also claim to be handsome and elegant. Even if I am not a handsome guy, at least I am worthy of the audience. I didn't expect that at this time, I would be described as "no appearance" at this time. If it weren't for the fact that there were a few subordinates beside me, I would have rushed up and beaten that guy up so much that even his mother wouldn't recognize him!

In just over ten minutes, I arrived at the cave where the regiment headquarters was located. This time, the two guards standing in front of the door stopped me. They no longer had the look of being arrogant in their eyes, but stood upright and saluted me.

After I casually replied, I shouted a report and opened the black cloth and walked in. When I entered the cave, I was stunned and found that not only me, the battalion commander, but also the cadres of the other two battalions were all here, including the first battalion commander Wang Zhengang and the third battalion commander He Liqiang. As soon as they saw me in, they came up enthusiastically to shake hands with me, especially the first battalion commander Wang Zhengang. When they held me, they nodded their heads, and their eyes were red and they almost burst into tears.

Actually, I understand what Wang Zhengang is thinking. Some people may think that my existence will make him lose face. Isn't this? When he was fighting the 417 Highland, he lost two companies in more than half an hour and didn't even bite the bones! As soon as I went up, I not only defeated the 417 Highland, but also caused heavy casualties and injuries to the Vietnamese army with a large score...

Indeed, under normal circumstances, Wang Zhengang would be embarrassed. However, this is not the normal situation at this time, and there will never be any normal situation on the battlefield. What we care about now is actually whether we can get back the blood debt for those sacrificed soldiers, whether we can fight for the living comrades, and whether we can safeguard the dignity of our unlucky country...

Compared with these, what can Wang Zhengang’s face be considered? Will someone who is not afraid of death on the battlefield and wants to commit suicide because he pretends to be guilty of his subordinates still care about his face?

Obviously he doesn't. He is grateful to me for helping his subordinates with bloody gratitude.

"Comrades!"

As soon as I got this person, the Chief of Staff opened his mouth. He stood up and nodded at me and said, "First of all, we must praise Comrade Cui Wei, the commander of the second battalion. He performed very well when attacking the 417 Highland. Not only did he successfully seize the 417 Highland, he also killed and injured more than 600 Vietnamese troops, giving anger to our soldiers and making a sigh of relief for our motherland!"

"Wow...", and the applause quickly rang out. I was wondering. Although this battle caused heavy casualties in the Vietnamese army, it was not as good as killing and injuring more than 600 people!

The Vietnamese army had only one battalion, and many people were trapped in the tunnel. Because we were worried about being retaliated by the Vietnamese army, we didn’t have time to sweep the tail. Then the inclined surface was quickly occupied by the Vietnamese army. So we were pretty sure that we killed and injured two Vietnamese Japanese devils in this battle, and there were 300 people, and more than 600 people were exaggerated. What’s more... I haven’t reported the casualties to the regiment headquarters yet! The chief of staff knew the casualties of the Vietnamese army?

I looked at the Chief of Staff in confusion, and saw that he winked at me without caring about it, so I understood that this might be the so-called exaggeration from the past ten years!

But this seems to be nothing wrong. Then I quickly thought that exaggerating this number a little bit can increase the morale and motivation of the frontline soldiers to a certain extent, and this will also give the soldiers confidence and belief to a certain extent.

Thinking of this, I felt calm.

"Comrades!" After the scene became quiet, Political Commissar Huang continued: "In the past two days, our attack on the outer highlands of Lang Son, the soldiers fought very well and fought bravely! However, some of the troops still failed to master the fighting skills, which caused the troops to suffer major casualties. I hope that comrades can learn from Comrade Cui Wei more. Comrade Cui Wei relies on wisdom in war, which is called strategy in military terms, that is, a skillful battle with a kilogram! Only in this way can we achieve the greatest victory on the battlefield at the lowest cost!"

"Wow..." There was another round of applause, and this time the applause was longer and louder than the last time.

I have to admit that I am not a person who can bear this kind of appreciation. If I am the kind of sincere admiration that comes from the heart like the soldiers, I will be very helpful. But such naked praise as this at the meeting will only make me feel awkward...

"Comrades!" The Chief of Staff raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down, and then said seriously: "Let's get back to the point. This time, we will call the comrades back from the front line for a meeting, one because the front line is temporarily in a stable state, and the other because the battlefield situation has changed a lot."

"Well! It turns out that it was not the 417 Highland that we had to bite down!" I felt relieved after listening to the Chief of Staff's words.

I thought... the Chief of Staff and Political Commissar Huang praised me so hard as soon as they came up, with the purpose of making me set an example and rushing hard! I didn't expect that this time I would judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

What is so important... I actually had the regiment headquarters take the risk of transferring us from the front line for a meeting? I quickly turned my attention to the Chief of Staff and Political Commissar Huang in front of me.

"This is the situation!" The Chief of Staff took out his baton and pointed to the map on the wall and said: "According to the latest information of our army, the Vietnamese army urgently transferred an army's infantry from Cambodia Sakura and rushed to Lang Son. In addition, the 327th Division and 337th Division of the Vietnamese army have also entered the Lang Son area. The specific location is unknown. According to superiors' speculation... The location of the 337th Division of the Vietnamese army is likely to be in the jungle southwest of Komashan..."

Looking at the map and listening to the Chief of Staff, I couldn't help but gasp. If the location of the 337th Division was really in the jungle of southwest of Kumashan, then the threat to our army would be unimaginable. Because it could launch an encirclement and interlude to the flanks of our army in the southwest of Kumashan at any time, cutting off our army's troops attacking Lang Son and the domestic logistics supply line!

Modern warfare is actually a logistics. Once the logistics supply line is cut off, our army will not only not be able to defeat Lang Son's peripheral highland, but the forces of several divisions will be surrounded here and will be attacked inside and outside. At that time, our army will most likely be like the People's Army retreated during the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, allowing the Vietnamese Japanese to regain the situation!

"In addition..." The Chief of Staff paused and continued: "In addition to these troops, a newly formed rocket launcher of the Soviets helped Vietnam to form was also arranged between Hanoi and Lang Son, and the specific location was unknown. So we are under great pressure! Judging from this information, although our army has an absolute advantage in the battlefields of Guangxi and Yunnan, because Lang Son is the gateway to Hanoi, the capital of the Vietnamese army and is a place that the Vietnamese army must defend, so we do not have a military advantage in this local area!"

The comparison of troops that the Chief of Staff said made sense. At the beginning, our army was the only 71st Army, where I was, and then the 70th Army joined the battlefield to attack the outer highlands of Lang Son. In other words, we all had two armies in the direction of Lang Son...

As for the Vietnamese army, they originally had the defense of the 346th Division and the remaining troops of the Vietnam 3rd Division who were defeated from Tongdeng. In addition, their *** treasury (that is, militia, but although they were militias, most of them had fought on the battlefield and had considerable combat experience), an army urgently transferred from Cambodia, as well as the 327th Division and the 337th Division, plus a rocket launcher... the total strength is more than two armies!

From this point of view, we can also see that the top leaders of the Vietnamese army also care very much about the gains and losses of the Lang Son area. In fact, in a sense, the success or failure of the Lang Son Battle is no longer just about siegeing cities, but about who is stronger and weak in politics. In other words, as long as our army can defeat Lang Son, it means that we have the ability to approach Hanoi and we have won in terms of momentum. However, for Vietnam, it is the opposite, so no one is willing to make any compromises on the military needs of Lang Son.

"I think it is necessary to mention to the soldiers..." At this time, Political Commissar Huang interrupted: "The 327th Division and 337th Division of the Vietnamese Army are the capital defense divisions of Vietnam! Do you know what the capital defense division is? That is to defend the capital Hanoi. Now let's fight to Lang San. It seems that the Vietnamese Army is interested in moving the capital to Lang San!"

With a "coaxing" sound, the soldiers couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

"Captain Cui!" Chief of Staff looked at me with interest and asked, "If you encounter such a situation, how are you going to fight?"

"This..." I was stunned when I heard this. It was obvious that the Chief of Staff asked me to assume that I was the commander-in-chief of the Battle of Lang Son, and I was actually just a small battalion commander. This sedan was lifted too high for me.

But after thinking about it, I still expressed my opinion: "I think the reason why the 327th Division and 337th Division of the Vietnam Army lurked in the jungle did not have any major moves... it was entirely because they felt that they were insufficient in military strength and were not enough to surround our army and caused severe damage to our army. So I think they were waiting..."

"Oh, what are they waiting for?" The Chief of Staff looked at me with some admiration, so I knew I had guessed it right.

"They are waiting for the army transferred from Cambodia Praise!" I continued: "If that army has arrived in Lang Son, then the 337th Division will quickly attack our flanks with thunder and cut off our army's logistics supply line. The 327th Division will cooperate with the new Vietnamese army's new force and cooperate with the Lang Son defenders inside and outside to quickly defeat our army!"

After "coaxing", my words caused a lot of turmoil among the soldiers. Several of them were nodding constantly, expressing their approval of my analysis.

The Chief of Staff smiled bitterly and nodded at me with appreciation: "Battleman Cui's analysis is almost the same as the superior's analysis, which shows that you have a very similar view to your superior!"

I heard it and muttered in my heart. What kind of superior can actually detect the conspiracy of the Vietnamese army like me. It seems that the superiors are not all blindly commanding! Later I realized that the person who saw this was not someone else, but Liu Shunyi, the commander of the 71st Army!

"Captain Cui!" Chief of Staff continued, "Tell me what you think. If you were asked to fight this battle, how would you solve it?"

"Cook the raw rice and cook it!" I replied without thinking: "Save ammunition and seize the highlands outside Lang Son before the arrival of the reinforcements of the Vietnamese army!"

"Not bad!" Even Political Commissar Huang was convinced: "I thought of going with my superiors again. Only by occupying the high ground outside Lang Son and relying on this can the Vietnamese army besieged our army from inside to outside. If our army seized these favorable terrain outside Lang Son before the Vietnamese reinforcements arrived, and accumulated a little ammunition, it would not be a problem to defend for ten days and half a month, then the Vietnamese army's tricks would be defeated without attacking!"

"It's not bad!" The Chief of Staff looked at me with some surprise: "I didn't expect that our regiment would have such a talent, and I almost..."

Although he didn't finish the following words, I also knew what it meant. In fact, it was nothing big, that was, I almost ruined me because of a momentary indignation. Young people! Isn't it all like this...

However, there is one thing that Political Commissar Huang and Chief of Staff did not expect. My thoughts would never be as simple as that superior. I thought of what superior could think of, and I thought of what superior did not expect.

So I paused and explained: "Actually... my thoughts are somewhat different from those of my superiors!"

"Well! Tell me..." Political Commissar Huang encouraged with interest: "It's okay! There are differences, there are differences. Talk about your own ideas boldly and brainstorm, ah!"

"My thought is..." I looked at the Chief of Staff who seemed slightly disappointed and said, "I think we just need to capture Kumashan, Kudangshan, 417 highlands, 536 highlands and several other highlands that are conducive to defense. We don't need to defeat all the outer highlands!"

"There is no need to knock down the outer high ground?" Political Commissar Huang asked in confusion: "What does it mean? Isn't that leaving a gap to give the Vietnamese army an opportunity?"

"It is to give the Vietnamese army an opportunity!" I replied coldly: "Only in this way can the Vietnamese army think that there is still hope of defending Lang San; only in this way can they keep throwing reinforcements to Lang San; only in this way can we achieve greater results and hurt the Vietnamese Japanese wolf!"

"What?"

"Attack and support!"

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Chapter completed!