"Quick...quick...give me the phone, I want to talk to Wenfeng myself!"

Gao Xiaodong's eyes were flashing with excitement, and almost even the commander Zhang Shuqing was forgetting to talk to him. He urgently issued an order to the confidential staff. When he held the caller in his hand, Fang wanted to put down the phone and remembered that the commander was listening, and quickly said apologetically:

"Teacher, I..."

"Don't... don't talk nonsense, contact Comrade Wenfeng quickly, remember... don't hang up the phone..."

But what Gao Xiaodong never expected was that the commander Zhang Shuqing seemed to be more moved than him, and he pushed him back with just one sentence.

"yes!"

Gao Xiaodong couldn't care about it anymore, so he picked up the phone and jittered:

"251,251! I'm 01, please answer if I hear it!"

"01,01! I heard it, please instruct!"

Wen Feng's calm voice came from the phone with his throat pressed down. When Gao Xiaodong heard this sound, he felt that this might be the most wonderful bass in the world.

"Say your current situation!"

To be honest, at this time, whether it was the regiment commander Gao Xiaodong or the division commander Zhang Shuqing, they had thousands of questions in their hearts, and they didn't care about asking why this kid would run to the weakest rear of the Vietnamese Highland 387 after disappearing on the battlefield. The most important thing they were to know what situation they were in.

"Report 01, our troops are 80 meters below the enemy's main peak position, and there is one enemy bunker in front of us. Our troops are ready for battle and request artillery fire support!"

Sure enough, the voice of Wen Feng was extremely low and it was already suspicious, but what surprised everyone was that this kid had already reached the eyelids of the main peak position of the Vietnam Army 387. No wonder he spoke like a thief.

"How did this kid get up! It's like a divine weapon coming from the sky!"

Chief of Staff Liu Jian squeezed beside the regiment commander Gao Xiaodong and listened with his ears. Even the confidential staff member leaned over. When he heard the good news, Liu Jian actually slapped a fierce shot on the big tui with his right palm as excited as a child. He felt that this was simply incredible.

"If you need to accurately hit the coordinates when looking for writing style, this kid must know it!"

It was said that Liu Jian was like a child, but the regiment commander Gao Xiaodong was not better. His face that had been stern for a day and a night actually showed a surprise smile. He was about to issue a battle order to Wen Feng without hesitation, and then he asked for artillery fire from Commander No. 1. However, he did not expect that the division commander Zhang Shuqing was calmer than him. Although his words were joyful, his tone was more of a kind of doting in his tone?

Spend? Why is this happening? Why does the division commander know that Wen Feng must know the important coordinates on the enemy's main peak position?

“251,251! Can accurate shè coordinates be provided?!”

At that moment, several questions flashed through Gao Xiaodong's mind, but at this time the military situation was in a hurry, and these questions could only be resolved in the future. He hurriedly asked Wen Feng again.

"Ability, coordinates, 3026215, 3027015, coordinates 3026245, 3027035... Request a gunfire strike! Request a gunfire strike!"

"251, are you attacking enough people?"

"Report 01, Report 01, our row of people is confident to complete this glorious battle mission!"

"Okay! Wenfeng, I will set up the main peak position of 387. I will apply to the Military Commission for the honorable title of the Heroes of the Raiders to attack and attack!"

"Make sure to complete the task!"

Wen Feng did not disappoint Gao Xiaodong. When the Third Battalion and the Fourth Company of the Second Battalion launched a strong attack on the 387th Highland of the Vietnamese Army, it was precisely because the source of information was unknown and the other companies could not provide accurate attack coordinates to important enemy targets, so the division's artillery group did not help our attack troops very much.

"What kind of freak is this kid? Did he graduate from the XX Artillery Academy? Why is it so accurate? But I have never heard of Wen Feng from the Artillery Academy!"

But what Gao Xiaodong never expected was that when Wen Feng reported the coordinates to him, the accuracy of the attack target actually reached a point that made him feel extremely surprised. When he was retelling Wen Feng's coordinates, Chief of Staff Liu Jian and even the deputy commander of the artillery regiment in the division were directly recording.

I'm afraid that in the xx army, the attack coordinates reported by a small platoon leader would be recorded by a deputy commander of the artillery regiment and a chief of staff of the regiment.

But the more records are recorded, the more surprising these two senior cadres. How did this kid know so many accurate coordinates? If he really comes from the Artillery Academy and has a long practical experience, he can provide accurate targets with visual inspection like the deputy commander of the artillery regiment, and it can be believed, but this kid is just a small platoon leader!

"Resolutely follow the coordinates of the writing style, let the artillery positions attack the enemy's 387 high ground, don't pass any target, and send all the remaining shells on it!"

In the end, the division commander Zhang Shuqing made the final decision. He and political commissar Yu Zhiguo changed their eyes. Both of them seemed to have strong confidence in the literary style.

"A fire covers the fire for fifteen minutes, no artillery fire is extended, and the attack will be launched immediately as soon as the artillery fire stops! 251, do you understand?"

The regiment commander Gao Xiaodong heard the commander Zhang Shuqing's instructions to the cannon regiment on the phone, and a stone finally fell in his heart. He was so desperate that he had no way out. Another village was clear. This battle was filled with endless confidence due to the appearance of literary style.

"251 understands, 251 understands!"

The low voice of literary style sounded on the radio station, without any bold words, but it bizarrely made Gao Xiaodong feel relieved of his burden.

"Quickly inform the frontier troops attacking the 387th Heights, and ask them to launch an attack on the 387th Heights immediately after our artillery attack ends!"

"yes!"

After finishing the call with Wen Feng and disconnecting from the teacher's finger, Gao Xiaodong changed his state of mind and issued a new battlefield designation with confidence. Liu Jian replied loudly, with unhidden excitement in his eyes and the staff of the Department of Operations headed towards the radio.

"Slow down!"

But Gao Xiaodong sank for a moment and called Liu Jian:

"Tell the news from the first row of the sixth company to the attacking troops. If they want to fight hard, they must restrain the enemy and ensure that no enemy can rush to assist the attack direction of the first row of the south of the 387 Highland, and support the first row of the sixth company to take down the main peak position!"

"clear!"

Liu Jian was surprised, but then he understood and immediately executed the order. He knew that this was the regiment commander who expressed dissatisfaction with the Third Battalion and the Fourth Red Company in disguise, and at the same time, he commended the supreme commendation of the first row of the Sixth Company.

Liu Jian understood very well that when his order arrived at various combat teams, it would be lively!

really!

A few minutes later, the missing sixth company and one row reappeared on the battlefield, and even appeared in the most critical and important position. The incident quickly spread across the battlefield!

The news immediately surprised all the attacking troops and the soldiers who were well-known to Wenfeng.

The order issued by the regiment chief of staff made the commanders of the offensive troops look strange. This order was a direct slap on them in the face, and it was a painful blow!!!

Think about it, most of these are the third battalion, and the famous old hero company Red Fourth Company of the entire division!

However, the order they received was to attack and support the sixth company and one row to win the main peak position of 387.

One battalion and another hero company have to use only one platoon as the core of the battle to win a difficult bone that they already felt impossible to get. What is this not a **luo slap in the face?

To be honest, someone wanted to dig a little on the ground and couldn't get out...


Chapter completed!