Chapter 284: Fight back to Vietnam

Hu Hu died? He was ruthlessly killed by a sniper bullet below the 353 Highland. He was the courage of the entire death camp!

Did Hu Hu fall down like this? Hu Hu's death stunned Li Wanli, and the screaming men in the Death Camp seemed to have been poured with cold water on their heads, so everyone was stunned.

You should know that Hu Hu fought from northern Vietnam to southern China, and from Vietnam to Cambodia. He was recognized as a desperate Saburo. He has been here for so many years, but no one expected that he would die here.

"Battery...battalion commander..."

"The battalion commander died? Dead?! We..."

"What should we do?"

There was a strange silence on the 353 Highlands. The Central Team on the mountain seemed to see the hesitation of these Vietnamese rebels, or as long as they were less than the fifteen-five distance in front of the position, the soldiers on the highlands did not want to shoot or waste bullets. Now everyone seemed to be very interested in watching the performance of the Death Camp at this time.

This Vietnamese rebels are the most afraid of death. You should know that the biggest reason for not being afraid of death is inseparable from Hu Hu, but at this time, Hu Hu died. The Central Team on the high ground only hit a bullet and killed him. This gun technique? The accuracy of this fixed-point clearance makes no excuses?

"Sniper! Hateful sniper!"

In the late 1970s, the profession of sniper had just attracted the attention of all the scholars. On the battlefield, the existence of snipers, as long as they are used properly, not only can the enemy's morale be extremely sluggish, but it can also have a great inhibitory effect on the enemy's offensive command. When Li Wanli saw the performance of Chinese snipers, he could only slap the mountains in front of him hatefully and roar.

Li Wanli is not stupid. He knows that Chinese snipers are shooting extremely accurately now and are looking for shooting targets. If he stands up, he will definitely become the target of Chinese snipers. So even though he sees the death camp in chaos due to Hu Hu's death and also attacks the attack formation of the 15th Team, he dare not stand up and command these soldiers.

"What should we do? Could we just retreat in shame?"

The officers and soldiers of the Death Camp had already shown timidity. They dared not rush toward the mountain. Some soldiers were even retreating to the hillside. Even if the Zhongzhang team above the 353 high ground did not have a single shot, but in terms of momentum, the actions of the Vietnamese rebels were completely suppressed by the Zhongzhang team. Just a pile of big stones and a group of brave snipers made the Vietnamese rebels frightened.

No officer dared to stand up, no one dared to move forward, which caused the entire attacking two teams to start trying to retreat downward. Once they were all retreated, how could this battle be fought? Li Wan was also worried about Mo Zhan.

Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da!

"Ah... someone shot behind..."

"Be careful...be careful..."

"Why……"

But at this time, a gunshot suddenly sounded below the position, and a chaos came at the back end of the Vietnamese rebels' formation, and the terrifying screams of the Vietnamese rebels were everywhere. Li Wanli looked back in confusion, but found that more than ten light machine guns were erected on the open area of ​​fifty meters below the high ground. The machine guns were sweeping and spitting ammunition freely. The shells flew around in a burst, and all the bullets hit the front of the position. Some Vietnamese rebels who wanted to retreat were all intercepted by the violent machine gun bullets.

"General Wen got angry. It seemed that he had sent out a supervising guard. He had to let these soldiers attack him no matter what!"

Li Wanli's face turned pale. Fortunately, the machine gun bullets were hit by the retreating Vietnamese rebels. The bullets caused stones and debris to fly, and did not cause any casualties among the Vietnamese rebels. It can be said that his symbolic significance is much greater than its killing, but the performance of these machine guns can also fully demonstrate the attitude of Wen Jinyong watching the battle between the two armies at the rear.

"Battalion...Battalion Commander, it's General Wen's signal. He...he asks to talk to you!"

It was precisely at this moment that a personal soldier from Li Wanli crawled towards him on the back of the radio. He reported to Li Wanli with a trembling look. Seeing his absent-minded look, maybe this soldier had been scolded just now.

"General...General, I..."

Li Wanli looked at the phone call brought by his personal soldiers. He knew what Wen Jinyong would say to him without answering it. A scolding was absolutely indispensable, but how could it be if he didn't answer it? Looking at the phone call, Li Wanli had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer it.

"Li Wanli! What are you doing? Do you just let these soldiers run around under the Chinese positions like a group of headless flies? How did you command..."

A series of curses made Li Wanli's scalp numb, and cold sweat was flowing on his forehead. Wen Jinyong did not show him any good color. At this time, Li Wanli only hated Hu Hu for a few minutes to die late and helped him share the scolding. Unfortunately, Hu Hu's brain burst out at this time, and he really had no way to turn around again. He could only let him bear it alone here.

"Chinese snipers are amazing. Why don't you let some gunsling soldiers monitor their positions? Once someone sticks out his head, they will shoot me back with a gun. I have built more than a dozen machine guns for you under the position. If a Chinese sniper comes out there, I will give you special attention. You can take the team to rush there!"

However, after a scolding, Wen Jinyong still came up with a solution for Li Wanli. The best way to deal with snipers is to use firepower to suppress them. No matter how strong the sniper is, he is most afraid of exposure. Once he is targeted by someone, the sniper will never dare to bear it. Wen Jinyong's words immediately made Li Wanli's eyes lit up, knowing that this is definitely a good solution.

"General, don't worry, I will definitely rush with the team!"

Li Wanli knew that he had to express his opinion at this time. If he didn't show some courage at this time, he wouldn't have to snipe him out of the ** team. Maybe Wen Jinyong would knock him down with one bullet. If he died like that, it would be more glorious than dying in battle on the position.

"Okay, I see your performance. Now the Death Camp and the 15th Team are all left to your command. The Chinese must have no bullets. They must take the position for me and tell the soldiers, whoever escapes in the face of the battle, don't blame the machine gun behind them for not having eyes!"

After saying the above, Wen Jinyong closed the caller angrily. It was obvious that the boss might be so angry that he was about to vomit blood. Compared with the combat effectiveness of the China ** team, the performance of the 320th Division was really not very good at this time. Will Wen Jinyong be at all good?

Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da!

However, Wen Jinyong got angry and his support for Li Wanli was visible. Just as he was talking to Li Wanli, the machine guns under the position blocked the Vietnamese rebels' retreat, most of their muzzles began to rise and began to attack the second-line positions of the Zhong** team.

After watching for so long, even the fool found that most of the snipers of the Chinese team were arranged on the second-tier positions. The terrain was high and the field of vision was wide when attacked. However, when this caused the machine gun to start to cover the fire there, it was natural that under such a dense attack, the sniper bullets above the high ground became thinner, which made the Vietnamese rebels below breathe a sigh of relief.

"No one can retreat again. If anyone retreats again, don't blame him for being ruthless!"

At this time, if he stopped fighting his best, it would not work. Li Wanli gritted his teeth and stood up suddenly. Then he picked up the submachine gun in his hand and shot at the sky. He roared at the panicked Vietnamese rebels in front of him.

"The Chinese team has no bullets, so they can only use boulders and snipers to deal with us!"

Li Wanli stared at the Vietnamese soldiers with a blank look. He scolded viciously: "Look at what you look like now, are you still the 320th Division of the Ace? Have you all your courage gone there? Where are your fighting enthusiasm? Are you defeated by such a little Chinese army? Don't you feel embarrassed, I feel embarrassed!"

"Think about it, it was these Chinese who drove us out of Vietnam. They made us unable to return with love and return with a country. We could only go to poverty in Cambodia, a place where birds do not pull dung. Are you willing to do this? Do you want to always do this?"

I have to say that Li Wanli is still a little smart. Within a few words, he raised the soldiers of the Vietnamese rebels. He described the Central Team on the Highlands as the culprit who made them wander in a foreign land, and naturally made the Vietnamese soldiers on the position look angry when they heard this.

"We are the 320th Division of the Ace and one of the five main forces in Vietnam. Do you want to survive here forever?"

Li Wanli waved his hand and pointed to the position of the Zhong** team above the high ground and said hatefully: "If you don't want to stay in Cambodia forever, then you have to pick up your guns to fight. If we fall from there, we will get up from there. The former Chinese defeated the troops in our country, then we will fight back to Vietnam!"

"But if you want to fight back, you have to kill the teams in front of you first. Do you dare to step on them and walk back to Vietnam with the honorary path of paving their bodies?"

Li Wanli turned his head. Because the loud voice made him look a little sickly and crazy, but it was his spirit that deeply moved the Vietnamese rebels below the position.

"How dare you, why don't you! We want to fight back to Vietnam! I will die on my own territory even if I die!"

"Battery Commander, give orders. We can rush up and kill them all, destroy the Chinese team, and fight back to Vietnam!"

"Yes...we are going to fight back to Vietnam! Fight back to Vietnam!"

"Fight back to Vietnam...fight back to Vietnam..."

It has been more than half a year since I left Vietnam. The 320th Division of the former Ace Division is now almost out of place, becoming like a bandit or a refugee. Any Vietnamese rebel thought of the glory they enjoyed in Vietnam before, and it is painful for the whole people now, not to mention that they have relatives and friends there. If the Vietnamese soldier does not want to return to Vietnam, he can only say that his brain is funny or has problems.

It has to be said that Li Wanli grasped the psychology of the soldiers under his command well, and he also cleverly changed the concept. After all, it was not that Vietnam did not want these ordinary soldiers to return to the country, but that Wen Jinyong knew very clearly what was waiting for him once he handed over the military power, so Wen Jinyong shamelessly dragged all of these soldiers in.

"What are you afraid of? Are you just Chinese snipers?"

The surroundings of Li Wanli were full of crazy Vietnamese rebels. They shouted the slogan of "Back to Vietnam". The feeling was like a powder barrel. Once ignited, it might produce a powerful explosion. Li Wanli was very satisfied with the result of the incitement at this time and was willing to add another handful of firewood above it. He shouted loudly to these soldiers:

"The Chinese have no bullets anymore. Even if they send snipers, they dare not waste ammunition. They are all attacking us officers. After Hu Hu died, I am the supreme commander on the position. I am not afraid of you, what are you afraid of?"

"What's more, are you still some dolls? You still want me to teach you how to fight. Do you say that if I die in battle later, you won't fight? What are your daily training? What are your fighting spirit? What are your courage? What are your masculinity? Take it out for me and throw all your anger towards these Chinese people above the position! Brothers, rush for us! Eliminate the Chinese team! Fight back to Vietnam!"

"Destroy the Chinese team! Fight back to Vietnam!"

"Destroy the Chinese team! Fight back to Vietnam!"

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Li Wanli had a feeling that although the machine gun below the position was still crazily spraying ammunition at the second-line position of the Zhongzhao team, the extremely heavy and extremely dangerous suppression was still in his heart. The pressure became heavier and heavier and heavier. He knew that although there were machine guns and some Vietnamese soldiers covering the position below his position, they could not stop the Chinese sniper with a look of murderous spirit.

"Maybe I will die, I will die at the gun of this Chinese sniper!"

However, even if Li Wanli thought of this, for the honor of the soldiers and for this battle, he had to rush forward with the soldiers of the two battalions of soldiers desperately. As he thought, the soldiers finally calmed down again under his instigation, and their morale was higher than the beginning!

"Die, even if I die, I will take them over. If we defeat the Chinese, we will be able to return to Vietnam! As long as we defeat you, we will definitely return to Vietnam! Let me fall like a warrior!"

Back to Vietnam, it was actually not just the dream of these Vietnamese rebels. Isn’t this the dream of Li Wanli? In Vietnam, he also had a beautiful wife. When fighting in Cambodia, he heard that his wife gave birth to another daughter for him, but he had never seen his daughter look like what she looked like? He dreamed that he had never seen his daughter call him dad in person!

Li Wanli has had enough of this kind of life where he had a home and could not return to his country.

But unlike those soldiers who knew nothing, Li Wanli knew that he was not unable to return to the motherland, but because he got on the Wen Jinyong's boat, Wen Jinyong would not let him return to the motherland, nor could he return to the motherland.

Is there a way out for this ship? He didn't know if Wen Jinyong's approach was right? In this war, their 320th Division became political sacrifices.

Li Wanli also understood that everything the 320th Division is doing now is not recognized by the country, but he doesn't know where the ship will head and where the end is, but he can't turn back after choosing this path.

"Can we really go back to Vietnam?"

Gunshots were everywhere. Li Wanli saw that under his instigation, the men with red upper bodies in the Death Camp seemed to be more excited than seeing women and gold and silver. They rushed to the Chinese positions at all costs, fifty meters, thirty meters, fifteen meters... Soon they arrived at the basically fixed attack area since the defensive battle of the China ** team. The gunshots and bullets flew everywhere. The soldiers of the Vietnamese rebels rushed towards the bullets and faced death one after another. I wonder if they would feel the same powerless sigh as Li Wanli at this time? Can we still return to Vietnam?

"This is a road of no return, and you have to die like a man!"

This Zhong** team really made Li Wanli extremely frightened. They were about to lose bullets, but as soon as their soldiers rushed to the front, their bullets arrived as scheduled, blood, howls, and painful moans suddenly sounded. Zhong** team should have no bullets, but they never wasted a single bullet. With such an accurate attack method, once they looked at the gun, they watched the Vietnamese rebels fall down like ears of grain in the rice fields. The casualties felt like a nightmare when they saw Li Wanli.

Bang bang bang! Bang...bang...dak...dak...dak...dak...

The sniper of the Chinese team actually started attacking again!

No...not just that...

Li Wanli saw that they no longer started attacking from the second position, and their targets were no longer limited to officers who only attacked them.

These Chinese snipers have appeared on the front line, watching their guns hit the Vietnamese rebels with great precision. After a continuous battle, these powerful Chinese snipers seemed to have become hungry under the machine gun sniper of the Vietnamese rebels and began to attack any Vietnamese soldier.

But Li Wanli didn't think so. Looking at these very deadly bullets coming, his heart felt hope of victory. Why do these Chinese snipers spared no effort to have the ammunition in their hands? After all, the magazine of the SVD sniper rifle is not as powerful as the AK47. No matter how hard they can shoot a magazine, it is easy to get rid of it.

At the same time, Li Wanli also listened carefully to the gunshots from the Central Team on the position. Although the gunshots were still ringing, the obvious sound of the submachine gun was much thinner. Does this mean that the Central Team on the front line had no bullets? Thinking of this, Li Wanli's heart couldn't help but become hot...

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Chapter completed!