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Fang Tianlang drove the military truck forward at a steady speed along the highway.
A checkpoint appeared on the road. A dozen Vietnamese soldiers stood on the roadside and shined their light with flashlights.
¡°Da da da¡ da da da¡¡±
Fang Tianlang approached the checkpoint. Two "Bobosha" submachine guns stretched out from the windows on both sides. The dense bullets swept at the Vietnamese soldiers, leaving a pile of bullet-riddled corpses on the ground in an instant.
"Wellit's nice over there, it's condescending, and it's a good location."
Fang Tianlang jumped out of the car, put away the weapons and ammunition on the ground, and drove away immediately when he saw a hilltop four hundred meters away overlooking the entire checkpoint.
Blood gurgled from the corpses on the ground, and the smell of blood spread with the wind.
Several militiamen who heard the gunshots ran out of the village and shouted hurriedly when they saw the bloody scenes.
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"Come on, it's good to have an ambush here. The sight is wide. It's easy to kill four or five hundred people here!"
Fang Tianlang hid on the top of a hill, watching the militiamen in the distance running around with a slight smile on their faces. Regular soldiers would soon arrive for reinforcements.
The more troops that come, the more severe the blows will be. The low command level of commanders at all levels of the Vietnamese army will cause batches of soldiers to die meaninglessly in the dark night.
The patient waiting soon paid off. Half an hour later, three Soviet-made military trucks rushed to the attack checkpoint from a distance. Nearly a hundred Vietnamese soldiers jumped out of the truck but were blown up by a shell before they could stand still. There was an uproar.
"Well! Use small-caliber artillery from now on! You don't need heavy firepower to blow up monkeys! What a waste!"
Fang Tianlang fired a 70mm high-explosive grenade with the Type 92 infantry cannon. Seeing a group of fireworks exploding in the distance, he immediately inserted another shell.
The Japanese-made Type 92 infantry gun has moderate power and a very fast rate of fire.
Three shells fired in half a minute are enough to cover the ground in the distance with dozens of corpses.
"There's artillery! There! Spread out and take cover!"
The Vietnamese soldiers were hiding in all directions, and artillery shells from a distance were fired one after another. After each explosion, three or four soldiers were hit by shrapnel and lay motionless in a pool of blood.
"Hey! Five hundred meters, let's compare the accuracy!"
The Vietnamese soldiers in the distance set up a light machine gun, and the whizzing bullets hit the top of the mountain and splashed some soil.
"Boom!"
Fang Tianlang turned the muzzle and fired shells at the location of the light machine gun in the distance.
"Come on, come and die!"
The sniper rifle killings began quickly. The Vietnamese soldiers who were not killed by the shells were just glad that the artillery in the distance stopped firing, and then they found that their companions beside them had been shot through the body by secretly shot bullets.
The attacker on the opposite side not only had a small-caliber direct-fire artillery but also a rifle with a silencer.
"The attackers are out of shells! Charge quickly!"
"Shoot! Shoot! Use smoke grenades!"
More than a dozen Vietnamese soldiers stood up suddenly, and each of them fired bullets rapidly with an AK47 assault rifle. If the opponent had only one sniper rifle left, he would definitely be able to hit them with their speed.
Several smoke grenades were thrown forcefully, and the Vietnamese soldiers used the smoke cover to attack the mountain.
Fang Tianlang nodded slightly as he looked at his opponent's relatively correct tactical movements and stuffed a shell into the barrel.
"Boom!"
Sharp shrapnel penetrated four or five bodies, and the Vietnamese soldiers fell down screaming.
Nothing can make infantry more desperate than an artillery fire without shells. No matter how much smoke the smoke grenade emits, the opponent can easily kill all the soldiers by firing shells at the center of the smoke.
"You want to play charge with me? I can't move without a group!"
Fang Tianlang took out an M2 heavy machine gun, and two hundred large-caliber bullets roared out, knocking all the last few Vietnamese soldiers down on the hillside.
"I'll show you the way! Bang!"
A red signal flare rose into the sky, and the Vietnamese soldiers in the pool of blood wriggled their lips but could not make a sound.
The attackers on the top of the mountain have powerful firepower. The more reinforcements come at this time, the more soldiers will be killed.
More than a dozen militiamen came running from a distance and hurriedly looked for the wounded when they saw the corpses everywhere.
Fang Tianlang saw a moving figure and casually fired a grenade from a grenade, detonating it in the distance. Then he squatted down and continued to eat the dried Okinawa fish from thirty years ago.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and the militiamen were hit and ran around.
Two citizens?His body was penetrated by shrapnel from the back and he fell slowly squirming in a pool of blood. A large amount of blood spurted out from his chest and he would be dead within a minute.
"Is Yue Nan's brain made of elm wood? You know you can't beat him, but you still have to stand up!"
"Then let's play slowly. If we fight enough in the north, I will go to the south. There will be chaos everywhere!"
Fang Tianlang ate the last piece of dried fish, ducked into the storage space and quickly exited after seeing Huizi and Xiaochuan sleeping soundly.
There are hundreds of figures moving vaguely a kilometer away. No matter what the target is, let's fire ten shells from an 82mm mortar as a greeting.
"Boom! Boom!"
The sound of explosions exploded in the distance, and clouds of fireworks rose loudly among the crowd.
Fang Tianlang quickly fired the artillery shells and immediately diverted them without giving his opponent a chance to counterattack with fire. The Vietnamese soldiers also had mortars in their hands. Setting up two continuous projectiles could also cover the hilltop in a metal storm.
Fang Tianlang quickly left and retreated to a forest a few hundred meters away.
As expected, mortar shells began to fall one after another on the top of the hill. It was a normal tactical move for the Vietnamese army to quickly set up artillery and launch a counterattack after being suppressed by fire.
"Alaswhen you meet me, any tactical response is useless"
Fang Tianlang moved laterally along the path, looking at the mortar firing position of the Vietnamese army in the distance.
Dozens of Vietnamese soldiers were running forward rapidly under the cover of mortar fire, but it was destined to be meaningless. There was nothing on the top of the mountain, not even a shell box left.
The Vietnamese soldiers ran to the top of the mountain and looked around at silence.
"Okay, it's my turn to shoot"
Fang Tianlang set up his mortar and aimed one at the top of the mountain.
After the explosion, he immediately hid in the forest and ran quickly to another commanding height.
Four Vietnamese soldiers fell in a pool of blood, and the remaining soldiers also had wounds on their bodies bleeding out. The killing effect of one artillery shell was better than dozens fired by the Vietnamese army.
Fang Tianlang ran to the other side, took a few breaths and then re-entered fighting mode.
The Vietnamese soldiers in the distance had been completely knocked unconscious and they could not judge where the attack fire came from. They had to either call for reinforcements immediately or wait silently for death in front of them.
Every ten seconds, a bullet will be shot out quietly, and then the warhead will penetrate into the body.
"Poof!"
A Vietnamese soldier was shot in the head and fell to the ground. His body twitched a few times and then stopped.
"Throw smoke bombs! Throw smoke bombs!"
The Vietnamese soldiers hurriedly threw smoke bombs, and it was impossible to prevent the attackers from at least two directions. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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