In fact, Wen Feng’s plan this time was very risky, and it never occurred to the Vietnamese.

On this enemy artillery position, there are a company of Vietnamese troops, and a total of seventy or eighty Vietnamese troops on the battlefield. If a row of troops fights to the death, they will encounter veterans of Vietnam. Even if they catch the enemy off guard, the outcome of the battle is hard to imagine.

Wen Feng knew very clearly that even if a row of people won this battle, it would probably be a big loss. It would be unrealistic to say that he still wanted to attack the 387th Highland of the Vietnamese army.

However, thinking of a row of rocket launchers, coupled with the Vietnamese military vehicles transporting shells, Wen Feng saw a glimmer of hope for victory.

Wen Feng thought that if the Vietnamese military vehicles filled with artillery shells could be driven into the Vietnamese artillery positions, and then detonated the Vietnamese military's loaded military vehicles with rockets, what effect would be?

What made Wen Feng even more moved was that perhaps because this was behind the 387 Highland, our army's attack had not reached this point, and the Vietnamese artillery was always very mobile, which was difficult for people to find, so I was overconfident that the Vietnamese artillery troops of the China ** team were not very tightly defended.

Yes, the military vehicles were guarded by sentries from the Vietnamese army, but there were only eight people. At the same time, as any artillery unit, in order to prevent accidents on the battlefield, the shell repository will inevitably be at a distance from the artillery position, which gives a row of opportunities.

Wen Feng thought that if a row of troops could kill the Vietnamese guards, and then as long as the Vietnamese military vehicles filled with shells were driven to the Vietnamese artillery position, once they were detonated with rockets, the huge explosion that would probably solve most of the problems.

In fact, everything was carried out according to the Wenfeng plan. For this increasingly familiar body, Wenfeng felt the huge energy it contained, and at the same time thought that Li Fei's body must be very unusual.

In the subsequent battle, after Wen Feng sent Li Fei to inform the row behind him to act as planned, he led Li Fei to the sentinels of the Vietnamese army and achieved an amazing record. He and Li Fei killed four Vietnamese devils by themselves, attacked with courage and neat actions. At the moment of killing the Vietnam veterans, Wen Feng and Li Fei discovered that these two were astonishingly strong, which made them unable to believe that all of this was done by themselves.

Of course, if there were no Vietnamese lieutenant who was entangled with the literary style, everything would have been much smoother, and the Vietnamese army would not have been shocked so early.

A bang! The gunshot sounded again in Wen Feng's ears.

But this time, the second lieutenant of the Vietnamese army still did not hit Chinese Wenfeng. Although he pointed his right hand little by little at Wenfeng's head and was about to hit Chinese Wenfeng, Wenfeng's eyes showed a ruthless look. He realized that time was not waiting for anyone. If he wanted to win the battle, he had to deal with the Vietnamese officer in front of him as soon as possible.

So, when the Vietnamese lieutenant was about to push Wen Feng's temple with his gun, Wen Feng's left hand suddenly released his strength. The Vietnamese lieutenant who was pressing the gun down was not wary of this move. The gun-holding hand naturally pressed down greatly. Wen Feng took advantage of the situation and opened his mouth, and then bit the Vietnamese lieutenant's hand heavily!

The gunshot sounded, and although it was shot out from Wen Feng's scalp, it would never pose any threat to Wen Feng!

But this is still not the most deadly. What's even more deadly is that the Vietnamese army was about to attack Chinese style, so excited that he forgot that his left hand could not bear the strength of Wen Feng's right hand, and Wen Feng's right hand had a fatal weapon, which was the Type 53 military dagger equipped by the Chinese Army in 1979.

The tip of the Chinese Type 53 saber is particularly sharp, the bamboo shoot is short, and the blade has chromium on the edge. The chromium is poisonous. Not to mention stabbing this weapon to the vital point, even if the knife cuts a hole, it may be killed if it is not treated at the extreme time. However, at this time, the second lieutenant of the Vietnam Army forgot the knife when he tried to hit Wenfeng with a gun.

The bite force of a strong adult man can even reach more than 500kg per square centimeter. Even children can chew some bones on pigs and cows.

Wen Feng was at a critical moment of life and death, and he would not show mercy. The Vietnamese lieutenant let out a shrill scream, and the pistol he held was suddenly indescribable. Under the torture of severe pain, he subconsciously took back his left hand, and then punched Wen Feng on the back of his head with his life. Wen Feng also felt a dizzy pain.

At that moment, the Vietnamese lieutenant grabbed his right hand in pain and sucked his breath, while Wen Feng half-kneeled on the ground and kept shaking his head, trying to recover from the dizziness.

At this moment of life and death, no one can think more. As long as you slow down for a second, you will die!

However, due to the extremely low mistake made by the second lieutenant of the Vietnamese army, Wen Feng, who was holding a knife, had no doubt, had a great advantage. The Type 53 military dagger slashed across with one fierce sword. At this time, the second lieutenant also tried to hit Wen Feng's back of the head again!

Don’t doubt it, at this time, the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road. Whoever is more cruel and whoever is calmer will have a greater chance of survival.

The character of the Vietnamese lieutenant determined his fate. In the beginning, Wen Feng, who was covered in blood, was once again intimidated by the extremely fierce momentum. When Wen Feng's eyes were burning with crazy flames, he stabbed the Vietnamese lieutenant with one knife and stabbed him hard, the outcome was almost destined.

Life must be full of joy, death must be free of regrets!

The Vietnamese lieutenant could no longer avoid this sword. The sharp blade pierced into his chest effortlessly, and even pierced through his lungs into his heart.

The severe pain of the internal organs being pierced, causing the Vietnamese lieutenant to fall into madness before his death. He even wanted to raise the gun in his hand again to try to aim at Wen Feng, but Wen Feng, who felt the strong threat, slashed his sword without hesitation.

As the flesh and blood flew, the Vietnamese lieutenant let out a shrill scream, but perhaps even Wen Feng himself did not realize that in that very urgent situation, even though he swung his sword, his bizarre penetration point was incredibly accurate, almost stabbing the key points. Under this extremely bloody attack, the screams of the Vietnamese officers quickly gradually weakened.

By the time Wen Feng calmed down from the murderous rage, the Vietnamese lieutenant had become bloody.

Wen Feng leaned against the bushes beside him and gasped violently. In the last few minutes, he almost exhausted all his energy. His arms were extremely sore and soft. He did not have this Vietnamese lieutenant in the plan, and he did not expect that this Vietnamese lieutenant would react so quickly. After discovering it, he shot him.

But in order to survive and to win, he could only destroy the enemy at all costs.

Seeing the blood gull from his body like a spring, only a hoarse and unconscious howl in his throat, Wen Feng took a deep breath. At this moment, he truly felt what life and death meant, and what bloody battlefield meant.

Wen Feng panted and finally realized that this tmd is the real battlefield, this tmd is the real iron blood of a soldier. The bright red blood seemed to have been branded on his soul, allowing him to finally integrate into this cruel self-defense counterattack battlefield. So he listened to the gunshots slowly coming from afar and roared towards a row of ambushing places:

"Fire the fire immediately! Fire the fire..."

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(Thank you for your recommendation and support from book friends. Let’s continue to give Bloodblade some motivation. ** is coming. I can only tell you that this book is a subversive book. If it can really travel through time, I believe we will really do better! But don’t blame us for being too intense!)

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