There was a loud bang!

The rockets that rushed out like rockets drew a perfect straight line in the air. This time, because it was a straight line attack, the soldiers of the third squad of soldiers who watched could clearly see the moment when the rockets hit the Vietnamese bunker.

Zhang Qingfang, a stubborn guy, really didn't brag. It seemed that he was better at carrying a rocket launcher than a mortar.[]

Perhaps because of worrying that the Vietnamese bunker was too strong, Zhang Qingfang actually aimed at the mortar's landing point to attack. The original mortar's landing point fell just less than five meters away on the side of the bunker. Although it did not completely blow up the enemy's bunker, it had already tore a hole in the Vietnamese bunker. When the rocket attacked the target again, everyone was almost surprised to see that the rocket actually drilled into the Vietnamese bunker with a huge momentum.

The powerful impact of the explosion seemed to overturn the bunker of the Vietnamese army. Everyone seemed to see the bunker jumping, and then black and white smoke rolled out inside, and there was immediately a dead silence.

"I hit it... I finally knocked it..."

"The Vietnamese devils are over, now they are dead..."

"Zhang Qingfang, this kid is so amazing..."

The soldiers of the third squad screamed excitedly, and several soldiers even puffed up their palms. For Zhang Qingfang, this might be the best commendation. The boy finally showed a proud smile on his face, and even gave Wen Feng a glaring look.

Boom, that is, almost at the same time, before Wen Feng could praise Zhang Qingfang, two explosions sounded again on the Vietnamese position, and saw that the last two bunkers left on the left of the Vietnamese army were successfully killed by Zhuang Jianguo and others.

"Comrades, charge! Decisively eliminate the enemy!"

Wen Feng was overjoyed when he saw this scene. At this time, the second squad had successfully picked up the soldiers of the 8th Company's Ninth Company. Only one squad was still fighting fiercely with the heavy machine gun squad. It seemed that the Ninth Company had also brought a group of people to the direction of the Fourth Company's attack. At this time, there were already 40 or 50 people waiting on the position. So Wen Feng let out a loud roar and sounded the horn that finally charged towards the stubborn Vietnamese army.

"Crash, avenge your comrades and destroy the Vietnamese devils!"

At the same time, seeing that all the Vietnamese bunkers facing their suppression were knocked down, the soldiers of the 7th Company also jumped up, and shouts of soaring into the sky came from below the 387th Highland. The 7th Company fought very hard. Once liberated, it would be like a tiger locked in a cage rushing towards the position of the Vietnamese army.

"Run!"

The sound of gunfire and shouts gathered together, and the agile figures of the PLA soldiers rushed towards the remaining enemies on the position with amazing momentum. At that moment, the roar that was shocking was as if even the 387th Highland was about to overturn. The soldiers who had fought hard for a night were no longer as immature as they had just entered the battlefield. The firepower networks of the soldiers intertwined in the charge formed a group, almost covering the entire position of the Vietnamese army.

At this time, there were actually not many Vietnamese soldiers on the position of the 7th Company. Under the continuous impact of the first battalion, the losses of the Vietnamese army on the 387th Highland were also extremely heavy. In order to defend the main peak position, their troops were already in short supply. If it weren't for the reliance of several bunkers, they might not be able to stop the 7th Company. At this time, with the casualties at that time, how could they block the anger of the 7th Company and the soldiers of the 3rd squad of morale?

The battle was extremely cruel. Vietnam was indeed very tenacious, but this tenacity may be based on the hopelessness of survival.

To be honest, in this battle, the Chinese style of the Chinese style thinks that their squad 3 is formal and just right, because before attacking the 387 Heights, he had implicitly warned the soldiers in the platoon that after all, it was not just the one in the platoon fighting on the 387 Heights, after all, there are several other friendly forces. If the killing is too blatant, there may be problems. If everyone really can't stand it, they will have a better vision when they take action.

So, except for watching the lively Vietnamese soldiers, the third squad were merciless, the Vietnamese who were so scared that they didn't even ask the PLA grandfather to spare their lives.

But the result after the battle surprised Wen Feng and the others. In this battle, no Vietnamese left a living opportunity. The reason is simple. The seventh company was more ruthless than the third squad. The first row was just a life-threatening person, but the killing was so fierce that the cadres in the company beat the soldiers of Lin Hao, who were the first row leader, didn't care about any discipline at all.

Only one-third of the entire company was left, and these third did not include minor injuries. What do you think about this? Everyone is furious.

Surrender?! There were you Vietnamese monkeys who died two hours ago.

Where is our second platoon leader? Where is our third platoon leader? Our deputy company commander, deputy instructor? And so many comrades? Let you go, are we worthy of them?

So there is no doubt that the soldiers of the 7th Company really started killing, and of course the soldiers who were suppressed by the 8th Company and the Ninth Company were also in the same mood. This time, the soldiers in the first row looked at each other. They even felt that compared with the buddies in the first battalion, they were actually quite "pure".

Seeing this scene, Wen Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He changed history. Perhaps there was a reason for such killing. Moreover, there were no minority of enemy blood in his hands. However, at this moment, he saw the surrendered Vietnamese being beaten into sieves one by one, and he was very sure that they would have nothing to do after the war.

There is an old Chinese saying that if the law is not good, there will be many people.

What's more, under Wen Feng's "scandal" plan, he didn't say a word when he led a row of soldiers to kill the Vietnamese artillery company, but driven by several squad leaders, almost every soldier in the hands of a row was stained with blood, which eliminated the possibility of a row of soldiers hitting tabloids. In this era of extremely high political pressure and terrifying, Wen Feng had to prepare for the future. In fact, it was not a kind of sadness.

"Captain, it's really you! I...I finally saw you, I knew..."

The 7th Company was finally rescued. What makes people sad is that in the eyes of the first row, the 7th Company was really hard to fight. Although the soldiers of the 7th Company were still energetic and had a strong fighting spirit in their eyes, almost every soldier was covered with blood. The military uniforms on their bodies should have been replaced for a short time. However, after the battle, few people's clothes were intact. When they watched them angrily pour bullets on the Vietnamese soldiers, no one on the battlefield would stop them, nor would they want to stop them. As a soldier, they fully understood their mood at this moment.

Seeing the soldiers of the 7th Company walking on the main peak of 387, there were soldiers with injured legs climbing up hard. Then a row of soldiers went to help them up. In the place where the soldiers of the 7th Company were surrounded by the most, Wen Feng saw a tall figure. The man had four pockets in his military uniform. This should be the only officer Wen Feng saw in the 7th Company.

"I knew... Captain, you... you will definitely come to save us... Our 7th Company is so hard... Captain, I'm embarrassing you..."

But what Wenfeng never expected was that this man, who was covered in black with smoke and rubber, burst into tears when he saw him. He staggered at Wenfeng regardless of the people around him, and then hugged Wenfeng. At that moment, his sadness, his pain, and his frustration rushed over like a tide and penetrated into Wenfeng's ears.

"He...who is he? Could it be..."

His body was tightly embraced by the tall black shadow, and Wen Feng could only subconsciously hug the man, but his face turned extremely pale in an instant, and his mind was in chaos.

At that moment, Wen Feng even turned his gaze helplessly on Li Fei, but what he saw was this guy staring at him dumbly, and both of them showed indescribable fear...


Chapter completed!