Thanks to the birthday gifts given to me by several book friends. The soldiers are ashamed of the fact that they have updated less during this period! The soldiers will work hard to update more, and try to update two chapters every day until the end of this book. However, they may only have one chapter on their birthday, because the soldiers applied for an accounting exam. During this period, they are actually teaching, reading, and writing books. Moreover, the birthday is really tragic when I take the exam...

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"The troops in the Vietnamese army's *** trunk are easy to deal with!" Looking at the map in front of him, Lin Xue couldn't help but say in embarrassment: "After all, they are not regular troops, and all kinds of equipment cannot keep up. After the battle begins, it is difficult for them to quickly reach their destination. However, the motorized troops of the Vietnamese army..."

Lin Xue said exactly what I was thinking. I knew very well that although the troops of the Vietnamese army were all veterans who came down from the battlefield, because the Vietnamese army was a poor country, the equipment of regular troops could only be given priority, so the equipment of the *** trough or the guerrillas was very backward, and some of them could not even wear clothes or shoes. I have seen many Vietnamese army soldiers on the battlefield. The guerrilla soldiers were barefoot when they died, but their shoes were tied on their waists. There was nothing else, because their lives were too difficult, so even if they went to the battlefield and fought with the enemy, they would not be willing to break their shoes...

From this point of view, the Vietnamese are still very hard-working, which has cultivated their perseverance to a certain extent, but these are not what I care about. I only know that for the current mission, the troops in the *** treasury can be put aside for the time being, because they may not even have a car, and they may even have problems communicating with the regular army. So even if they immediately organize the troops to reinforce the destination as soon as they receive the situation, it will take at least twenty minutes. At that time, I am afraid that we have already flew to the sky again.

But the problem is that the Vietnamese army's motorized troops. Another name of the motorized troops is the fast mobile troops. Once they receive the order of reinforcements, they can enter the battle within ten minutes. The motorized troops of this company are nothing. I believe that the troops in my hands are fully capable of defeating them, but the problem is that as long as we let them hold them for a few minutes, we are afraid that we will never be able to leave!

"Can we distribute a force to block the attack?" asked Political Commissar Yang.

I shook my head and said, "Our helicopters have only ten in total, each carrying eleven soldiers. In other words, we can only send a maximum of 110 people in this operation. Such a small force not only deals with the two platoons stationed on the high ground in the Vietnamese army, but also completes the task of attacking the Vietnamese artillery battalion and blowing up the enemy's artillery... If we still have to distribute some forces to deal with the Vietnamese motorized troops, we are afraid that there will be some mistakes due to insufficient troops!"

"I agree with Battalion Commander Cui!" Lin Xue nodded and said, "We must have at least one platoon of troops responsible for occupying the 303,217 highlands. The two platoons of troops are used to raid the Vietnamese artillery positions and blow up the Vietnamese artillery. There is no force to mobilize. I see... can we use artillery fire to stop shooting..."

"Not even!" Political Commissar Yang frowned and replied: "I have been to this place and have a good understanding of the terrain. Although the actual distance of the Vietnamese motorcycle troops is three miles, the straight line distance is only a few hundred meters. If the black black artillery fire explodes, it may hit you!"

"Well!" After Political Commissar Yang said this, we all had no sound. We all knew what it meant to bomb the artillery fire. If it were in the past, we who came down from the battlefield knew more or less that they could hear the sound and avoid the shells. However, now we are using helicopters to launch a surprise attack on the target. By then, all the helicopters were flying at low altitudes, and the armor of the Z5 was extremely thin. The shells exploded on our heads and smoke and shrapnel flew... Maybe not many of the enemies had exploded, and our helicopters were going to blow up a few of them.

"Then this situation..." Lin Xue couldn't help but look at the map on the desktop in embarrassment, and the camp quickly fell into silence.

Political Commissar Yang lit a cigarette, sucked a few sips and said, "Otherwise, I'll talk to my superiors. Let's send a reconnaissance force to sneak in and block the road, and cover us to launch a surprise attack on the Vietnamese artillery battalion!"

I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Political Commissar Yang's words are becoming less and less reliable. If our reconnaissance forces can get along with the Vietnamese artillery positions and set up ambush, then what else should we do? Isn't it enough for the reconnaissance forces to directly transport the enemy's artillery battalion?

What's more, if we really fight like this, it would be better for other troops to do it if they are killed. If we take credit, we will do it. If we take credit, we will not become a performance unit.

Political Commissar Yang thought about it and might also think that this method was unrealistic, so he didn't say anything further, just sitting aside and smoking a cigarette.

I know what he was thinking. This is the first time our special reconnaissance brigade has carried out a mission. The person in charge also hopes to fight a beautiful battle to give his superior a satisfactory answer, but he didn't expect to encounter such a tough nail for the first time.

"There are difficulties!" After smoking for a while, Political Commissar Yang seemed to have figured out something, but instead comforted us: "If this task is not difficult, the superiors would not hand it over to our special reconnaissance brigade! It doesn't matter, we still have time. The superiors do not specify how long we will complete the task. This is the first battle of our special reconnaissance brigade. We must make a good start, so we not only have to complete the task, but also minimize casualties as much as possible! So we must come up with a feasible plan and a careful plan! Commander Cui, you have just returned from training, so you should go back and rest for a while and think about it!"

"Where can I sleep at this time?" I replied with a wry smile: "Although the superiors do not specify how long we can complete the task, if we complete the task one day later, it means that the frontline border soldiers will sacrifice one more point. This is the soldiers' lives that are forcing us!"

After I said this, Political Commissar Yang was speechless, and he nodded slowly and fell silent.

What should I use to block this motorized force of the Vietnamese army? It won’t take too long, it only takes a few minutes. A few minutes are nothing to ordinary people, but it is enough to change the outcome of a war on the battlefield, especially special operations like ours that are always fighting for every second.

However, in these few minutes, we thought about it and couldn't think of it. In the end, I couldn't resist the fatigue of training for several days and fell asleep on the table.

The loud "Boom!" woke me up from my sleep.

The people in the battalion were also inexplicably caused by the explosion. Political Commissar Yang immediately asked the interview: "What's the situation? Where did the explosion sound come from?"

The correspondent didn't answer, grabbed the microphone and contacted the sentry standing guard on the periphery. But after a while, he took off his headphones and stood up to salute us, saying, "Report, a wild boar broke into the minefield and was blown over!"

"Well! Then we can improve our food tomorrow!"

The soldiers were so coaxed that they all laughed by Political Commissar Yang's words.

But I couldn't help but be stunned, and stood up from the chair and said, "Landmine! That's right, it's a landmine! Why didn't I expect it!"

"I said to Captain Cui..." Political Commissar Yang couldn't help but look at me in confusion and said, "You haven't woken up yet or what's wrong? What's so strange about landmines?"

"There is nothing strange about landmines!" I couldn't help but say happily: "And it's just the right time. We will use this landmine to stop the motorized troops of the Vietnamese Japanese!"

"Use mines to stop the motorized troops?" Hearing this, Lin Xue and Political Commissar Yang couldn't help but look at each other, believing that I was not awake.

"Captain Cui!" Lin Xue looked at me with confusion and asked, "What we want is time, right? Where can we still have time to bury landmines?"

"Don't bury!" I replied, "Use airdrop!"

"airdrop?"

"Yes! It's airdrop!" I pointed to the highway between the artillery positions and the motorized forces on the map and said, "This highway is more than three miles long, right? Each of our helicopters brought dozens of mines. When flying over this highway, we appropriately lowered the altitude and slowed down the speed, and then dropped all the mines in the air..."

"Good solution!" Lin Xue immediately agreed: "If each helicopter brings three or forty mines, ten helicopters will have three or four hundred mines. When you throw it to this highway, the road will become a minefield in the blink of an eye. The Vietnamese motorized forces will probably be unable to move forward!"

"That's right!" Political Commissar Yang clenched his fists and said, "These mines do not need to be buried. Even if the Japanese can see them, it doesn't matter. These three or four hundred mines need to be swept for half an hour even if they sweep garbage, let alone mines. Good boy! Why did you think of this trick?"

"Isn't it because of that wild boar?" I replied.

"Well! That's why the wild boar is still a hero, we can't eat it yet!"

Political Commissar Yang's words once again caused laughter from the soldiers around him.

After I had a solution, I formulated some detailed combat plans with Lin Xue and Political Commissar Yang, and then I returned to the battalion headquarters to rest with confidence.

By the way, this method of dropping landmines was not my first. I encountered this situation as early as the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, but the Americans used this trick at that time. We didn’t even dare to think about it because we didn’t have planes, so even if we had planes, we didn’t expect to use this trick for a while.

In fact, this method can be said to be convenient and practical, especially since we only need to delay the operations of the Vietnamese army, so it would be more appropriate to use helicopters to sprinkle a lot of landmines.
Chapter completed!