Chapter 132: Fierce Battle of Banks (III)

In the blink of an eye, it was the anniversary of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. The decisive battle has been written for a year and seven months. Thank you for your support to me along the way! At the same time, I would like to tell you that the decisive battle will not end so soon. There are still many things that have not been explained, haha...

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Chapter 132: Fierce Battle of Banks (III)

At this time, the t62 tank was still a relatively advanced tank. It not only has thick armor (the thickest turret's front armor reaches 220mm), but also a streamlined type. Our 82 guns, 75 guns and 40 bazooka do not play much role in its front armor. Of course, if it can hit its cover or weak side rear armor, it will naturally be a different matter. But the Vietnamese army is not a fool, and in this case, it will also expose the weak parts of the t62 tank to us...

"Boom..." Just as the soldiers were intensively equipped with anti-tank weapons, the Vietnamese army suddenly fired a row of shells. What made us feel a little strange was that these shells did not explode with flames and explode violently like other shells. Instead, they "squeaked" the ground and bursts of smoke came out.

"Poison gas bomb!" Someone shouted, and the soldiers all took out their gas masks and put them on their heads in panic.

The guard also took a gas mask and handed it to me. I couldn't help but curse and put it on my head unwillingly.

Unexpectedly, the Vietnamese Japanese had poisonous gas bombs. At this time, I felt secretly complaining. I knew very well that the concentration of poisonous gas that the gas mask could cope with was less than 2%. However, now the Vietnamese army hit us in front of us, and they shot dozens of shots at one blow, and the concentration was more than 2%.

However, as the smoke in front of me quickly dispersed, I felt a little strange - are these venomous gas bombs? If the Vietnamese army really had venomous gas bombs... would they still use venomous gas bombs to deal with us? They should have used venomous gas bombs to deal with the attack on our army's periphery. What's more, if these venomous gases are poisonous, wouldn't the Vietnamese Japanese be ruined if they spread?

Thinking of this, I approached the window and took a few breaths... I thought that if it was poisonous gas, it would be dead anyway. It didn't seem much difference to suck more and less. However, the smell of sulfur and smoke that followed made me feel a big hanging rock in my heart.

I took off my gas mask and said loudly to the intercom, "This is not a poisonous gas bomb, it is a smoke bomb!"

The soldiers saw that I took off my gas mask for a long time and were fine, so they felt relieved and took off the masks one by one. They all breathed a sigh of relief as if they were relieved. The war soldiers were not afraid, but if they were to deal with the poison gas bombs... they had no idea at all.

"Boom..." The Vietnamese army fired another row of smoke bombs, which made the smoke around the bank thicker. In addition, it was night, which quickly made us blurry and invisible.

"Be ready for battle!" I ordered loudly.

The soldiers responded, raised various weapons and pointed the muzzles at the darkness outside the window.

"Battery Commander!" Li Zhifu came to me and said, "The Vietnamese Japanese want to use these smoke to interfere with our sight! This battle is not easy to fight!"

"Yes!" I nodded, turned around and asked the communications soldier beside me: "Can you contact the division headquarters?"

After listening carefully for a while, he shook his head and said, "No! The Japanese devils have been interfering with radio signals all the time. They will only occasionally communicate when they also need to use radio contact!"

"Yeah!" I nodded, turned around and ordered Wang Wurong and said, "Calculate the coordinates, and once you get in touch with your superiors, report the coordinates, so that the artillery firepower covers all places within a thousand meters around us!"

"Yes!" Wang Wurong responded, and immediately took out the paper and notebook to start calculating.

Wang Wurong is one of the three translators arranged by Chief of Staff Li. In addition to him, there was also another one of them. Li Zhenxiang was born in an artillery, but Li Zhenxiang is now in life and death because he carried out the task of bombing Lang San Middle School. So the only thing to calculate the coordinates is to turn over Wang Wurong.

At this time, I really regretted that I was unable to come and report the coordinates when I got in touch with my superiors. Otherwise... a piece of artillery fire came, and the Vietnamese army would lose at least half of its troops.

"Rumbling..." There were waves of roar of tank motors in the smoke. Only then did I truly understand the intention of the Vietnamese army to fire smoke bombs.

By the way, this smoke is a double-edged sword. It can make us unable to see the enemy clearly, and it can also make the Vietnamese army unable to see us. But if the Vietnamese army has tanks, it will be different. There is an infrared night vision device on the tank. No matter how big the smoke outside is, it will not have much impact on the tank. Therefore, the smoke bomb will undoubtedly play a great role in covering the tank.

In other words, the tankers in the tank will see us, but we cannot see the tanks, so we can only let the tanks approach our bank gate step by step and be powerless. In addition, a large number of Vietnamese infantry can still follow the tanks and attack our army...

What to do? These three words soon appeared in my mind.

I could almost imagine the scene where the Vietnamese T62 tanks used its hard armor to break open our door and then followed in large numbers of Vietnamese troops. However, I can't do anything now because we can't see where the t62 tank is.

Is it like letting the soldiers fire the bazooka? That's like a blind man touching an elephant, and even if these rockets happen to hit the t62, they will not be able to penetrate its frontal armor...

What to do? Let the soldiers go out of the bank to block the attack?

This method seems to be OK, but we are less than a fraction of the Vietnamese army. Giving up the bank as a fortress and going out to fight the Vietnamese army seems to be in line with the enemy's wishes.

But there is one thing we can use... Our army is still wearing Vietnamese uniforms, and there is smoke everywhere outside, and the Vietnamese army has no way to distinguish the enemy and us. I even thought that it is not impossible for us to take this opportunity to pretend that the Vietnamese army broke out of the encirclement.

But I quickly gave up this idea. First, when we captured the bank, we pretended to be the Vietnamese army to take advantage of the situation. The Vietnamese army would not be wary of this. As long as they changed a password or tied a white towel to identify it, we were afraid that we would be smart and were mistaken by cleverness. More importantly, we cannot leave the bank, there are still hundreds of poison gas bombs here. Once these poison gas bombs fall into the opponent, it will not only be a problem of sacrificing dozens of soldiers...

Therefore, guarding is something that must be guarded, the question is how to guard it!

At this time, my eyes suddenly turned to the bank gate, and suddenly I thought of one thing: the armor of the Vietnamese tanks was hard, but the walls in other parts of the bank were as solid as bunkers, and there was no impact on them when they hit them. In other words, there seemed to be only one way for the Vietnamese tanks to break in, that is - the bank gate!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but jump up and ordered to the intercom: "Yang Songjian! Bring a few explosives on it!"

"Yes!" Yang Songjian responded, turned around and ran back to the ammunition depot behind the bank with a team of soldiers.

The bank building has four floors, each floor can be divided into about one platoon of troops to defend. The first floor is relatively important and it is difficult to defend, so this allows a row of troops to defend with relatively large numbers of troops.

After a while, Yang Songjian brought a few soldiers back with each of them with an explosive bag. He took the lead and grabbed me to ask for the battle, saying, "Battery Commander, I am the platoon leader, let me get on first!"

"No! Let me go first!"

"The platoon leader also needs to command the battle, let's get on first!"

...

"What are you robbing?" I couldn't help but ask in confusion: "What did you ask you to get on first?"

"Battery Commander, aren't you..." Yang Songjian raised the explosive bag in his hand and said, "Isn't this asking us to blow up the tank?"

"Who said you were asked to blow up the tank!" I said angrily: "Do it immediately, arrange these explosive packs in rows outside the door, and move quickly..."

"Yes!" Yang Songjian and the soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then they quickly understood what I meant. They turned around and ran towards the bank gate with the explosive bag.

But after a while, Yang Songjian ran back and said in a little embarrassed manner: "Battery Commander, the explosive pack has been arranged, but I don't know when it will be detonated! The visibility is too poor..."

Although Yang Songjian didn't say it very clearly, I also understand what he meant. Although the explosive pack is powerful, the biggest problem is that the detonation delay time is very controllable. Especially when using this thing to blow up the moving tank, if the delay time is long, the tank has passed the position of the explosive pack before it explodes; if the delay time is short, the tank will explode before it has opened the explosive...

If it were in the past, the soldiers could estimate the delay time based on the advance speed and distance of the enemy tank, or use a trench to control the explosive pack to detonate at a long distance, but now there is smoke everywhere, and the visibility is only one or two meters. This means that when we look at the enemy tank, it may be no hurry to detonate!

Just when I was in a dilemma, a loud "boom" sound suddenly came, and the entire bank gate was bombed by a gun from the Vietnamese army. Two soldiers at the gate were blown back without any defense and hit the wall. There was no need to think too much that they would be dead. Then a dense burst of bullets came in from the gate, and the hall was filled with the sound of bullets and walls colliding everywhere.

Seeing this, I said something bad. I didn't expect that the Vietnamese tanks approached our defense line so quickly, and they also tried to use firepower to reach the gate...

"There are all!" I didn't think much about it, and immediately ordered: "Call me!"

"Chirp..." With the sound of rockets, fires burst out from the smoke, and the soldiers' bullets poured towards the enemy in a dense manner. However, the soldiers' shootings had no targets. Although the screams of the Vietnamese army were constantly coming from outside, the effect was not ideal. The most terrifying thing was... the rumbling motor of the tank was still roaring in the smoke, and it was getting closer and closer...

We must never let the Vietnamese army tanks break into the bank like this, otherwise not only will all of us die here, but after the Vietnamese army takes away the poison gas bomb, it will also cause immeasurable casualties to the main force of our army.

Thinking of this, I immediately ordered Yang Songjian: "Retreat all the soldiers upstairs immediately, I will detonate the explosives..."

"No! I can't let you go!" I was about to run towards the gate and let Yang Songjian hug him tightly from behind.

"You're crazy!" Yang Songjian was very strong. I struggled for a few times but couldn't break free. I couldn't help but shouted in a hurry: "Yang Songjian, you fucking obey the orders to me! We'll be done when the Japanese tank comes up!"

But Yang Songjian didn't know what was going crazy at this time and ignored my orders. Not only did he not let go, he also shook his head back and shouted at the two soldiers beside him: "You two, let me take a look at the battalion commander!"

As he said that, he rushed towards the gate without looking back.

"Yang Songjian!" I couldn't help but feel angry. Since I led this team, I have never seen anyone dare to openly disobey my orders like this. Moreover, this person is still the right and left arm I have always trusted and used, so I jumped up from the ground and pulled out my pistol... I made up my mind to point the pistol at his head if Yang Songjian didn't obey the orders!

But it seemed that it was too late. The soldiers and I were shocked to find that Yang Songjian, who was at the gate, had already ignited two grenades and stuffed them into the explosives.

"Let's go down!" Yang Songjian ran towards us like crazy and shouted loudly. Only then did I find a long tank gun barrel stretching out from the smoke...

With a loud "Boom!", the huge shock wave shocked our heads buzzed, but Yang Songjian was so close to the explosive pack that he was blown up, and then he hit the wall heavily and then fell to the ground...

"Yang Songjian!"

"Plane leader!"

...

The soldiers and I rushed up at the first time, but it was too late. His back was broken by the flying cement blocks and gravel. Blood was oozing out of his mouth, nostrils and ears. The heavy impact on the wall just now had shattered his internal organs.

My subordinates, my comrades-in-arms, and my brothers who live and die together... and left without leaving a last word. It was me who should have lie here, but he exchanged positions with me at the last moment. He had never disobeyed my orders, but the only time he disobeyed the order was to sacrifice his life...

Looking back at the tank in the smoke, it had already been blown up to the point where black smoke and fire were emitting fire. The tank hatch was also pressed tightly by the cement pieces collapsed from the door. Even if the Vietnamese army inside was not killed, they would slowly be roasted to death in the flames.

This is what Yang Songjian exchanged for his life. He not only blew up a t62 tank, but also made the tank stuck on the bank gate, blocking the only gap and loophole of the fortress, leaving us without worries...

Several Vietnamese soldiers wanted to climb in through the windows in smoke, but in a few seconds, they asked the soldiers to shoot them back with submachine guns. The soldiers upstairs also threw grenades in rows, which only made the Vietnamese soldiers in the smoke chaotic and could not get close to the building at all.

"Battery Commander! It's connected! It's connected..." At this time, the communication soldier shouted at me.

"Report the coordinates immediately!" I ordered.

"Wang Wurong is already reporting!"

The excited answer of the communications soldier finally made me feel relieved. I put Yang Songjian in a room, then searched through boxes and cabinets in the ammunition warehouse to find a white cloth, spread it out and covered Yang Songjian's body, and then silently said in my heart: "Brother, go! The Japanese will come down to accompany you soon!"

As if I was answering me, the whistling of shells suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the scattered shells exploded around the bank building. Because there was smoke everywhere, we could not see the scene of the shells exploded, but we could hear the vibrations and explosions coming from the ground and the near and far away. The shells exploded outwards with the bank building as the center, and then exploded in circles... This was back and forth, plowing around us over and over again, and I don't know how long it took, and the bombing never stopped for a moment, and I believe it will continue, so that we were all accustomed to the explosions later.

There is no doubt that the superiors used artillery shells to build a firewall for us outside the bank building, so that in the next half hour, the Vietnamese army could not launch an attack on our army at all.

I came down from the battlefield of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea and knew very well that I had to build a fire wall with shells and how many shells would need to be knocked out in more than half an hour. This can also prove the superiors' attention to the bank building. Perhaps it should not be said to be the emphasis on the bank building, but the emphasis on the poisonous gas bombs in the bank building...

Later I heard Chief Li say that the superiors were not just because of those poisonous gas bombs. As soon as Commander Chu received the coordinates we uploaded, he immediately sent the bombing mission to the artillery unit and said to the artillery regiment commander: "If you have an artillery shell hit the bank building and accidentally injured a soldier, I will ask you!"

Commander Chu should know that the poisonous gas bombs in the bank building are protected by strict air defense. In fact, there is no need to think about it. If there is no air defense protection, only a few shells detonate the poisonous gas bombs in the bank building of the Vietnamese army, which can turn the entire Lang Son into a dead city. The Vietnamese army will never let this happen.

So it is obvious that Commander Chu's order was to preserve us soldiers. It is precisely because of this that I believe that not all commanders in this era ignore the lives of the soldiers for their mission.

We spent more than half an hour safely in the firewall built by the shells until the explosion was gradually replaced by the sound of "rumbling" tank motors and dense gunshots.
Chapter completed!