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Chapter 374: Panic Retreat

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    Fang Tianlang bypassed the Vietnamese reconnaissance force and continued along the traffic line.

    A stream of militiamen moving forward to reinforce them soon appeared in sight. Vietnam has a large number of "public security stations" stationed in various places in addition to the regular army establishment, which are equivalent to the most basic militia organizations.

    Small police stations have about a few dozen people, while large ones have more than a hundred people. Each police station generally has one to four mobile squads and reconnaissance groups, mass working groups, logistics groups, etc., which can be considered to have considerable combat effectiveness.

    "Well! Attracting you all here, the militiamen will be very annoying when they come to the front!"

    Fang Tianlang quickly came to a hilly highland, moved a Soviet-made heavy machine gun from the storage space, and fired a long burst of fire at the Vietnamese militiamen a thousand meters away, attracting the opponents to gather before using it.  Heavy firepower to kill.

    The dense bullets knocked down five or six figures a thousand meters away.

    The Vietnamese militiamen who were intercepted by flanking fire quickly fell down while using the radio to call for reinforcements from surrounding areas.

    Throughout the night, the target was finally locked and the round-up attack could be carried out. There was only one heavy machine gun shooting in the distance. The sound of shooting from the Soviet-made heavy machine gun was very familiar to many people.

    Fang Tianlang emptied an ammunition box in one breath, and then grabbed an M60 machine gun and a ammunition belt with two hundred bullets.

    ¡°Da da da¡­ da da da¡­¡±

    The dense rain of bullets swept into the distance, and the Vietnamese militiamen were pinned to the ground by the whizzing bullets. There were shouts and even one militiaman couldn't wait to shoot a signal flare to call the surrounding militiamen to come closer.

    "Haha, it's almost done now, don't say four or five hundred!"

    Fang Tianlang aimed at the increasing number of Vietnamese militiamen in the distance, quickly moved out the multiple rocket launchers and started suppressing fire.

    Fire some rockets hard and then continue to advance towards Hanoi. Rush to the outskirts of Hanoi overnight and fire a few shots into the city, and the entire front will immediately retreat in panic.

    "Boom! Boom!"

    The roar was deafening, and the Vietnamese militiamen lying on the ground were directly lifted away by the strong airflow.

    There are fragments of corpses next to each huge blackened bomb crater, and more people¡¯s faces are covered with dripping blood. If you are more than thirty meters away from the explosion point, you will basically have a chance to survive, but your hearing and vision will definitely be severely damaged.

    Twenty 150mm rockets were sprayed out, and a heat wave surged in the distance like a volcano crater.

    Fang Tianlang put away the multiple rocket launcher, ran to a small road, launched his three-wheeled motorcycle, and drove away at a steady speed.

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    After multiple combat units were severely damaged, sirens finally sounded throughout Hanoi.

    Several helicopters took off again and rushed towards the border, asking all ministries to mobilize troops as much as possible to return to defense. It was already too late to mobilize troops from Cambodia.

    Only by calling back several regiments from Lang Son to form a front and rear pincer attack can we quickly eliminate the northern detachment that came in unexpectedly.

    Fang Tianlang rushed five kilometers along the path.

    The engines of jet fighters flew overhead, and the dozens of jet fighters in the hands of the Vietnamese army kept flying low along the traffic lines, trying to find the infiltrating squad.

    It is obvious that not many northern soldiers have penetrated in, only about one battalion in size.

    The commander of the Vietnamese army hopes to achieve interception far away from Hanoi and must not let any ammunition fall in the capital, otherwise it will definitely cause an exodus of hundreds of thousands of people.

    "Hehe! We can start the artillery attack twenty kilometers further, and go straight to Huanglong!"

    "Yuenan monkey, don't compete with me, I can kill you all by myself! I'm just showing one percent of my power!"

    Fang Tianlang stopped to drink a bottle of Coke and threw the glass bottle directly into the woods.

    Seeing the silence all around, I started the engine and accelerated towards Hanoi. Three-wheeled motorcycles are a very suitable means of transportation on the small roads in Vietnam.

    It can be very stable without deliberately maintaining balance, and there is no need to worry about crushing anti-infantry mines.

    Yuenan has not laid mines so close to the rear, so it is absolutely safe to move forward casually.

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    Fang Tianlang moved forward quickly. All the people and government agencies in Hanoi were already in a state of evacuation. Some people left first, but most people still didn't believe that the war was coming so soon.

    It¡¯s incredible that the ¡°third largest¡± army in the world couldn¡¯t even stop its opponents for a day.

    "Whooshboom!"

    A cannonball was shot from outside the city into the city, and the violent explosion shook the ground.

    A row of low buildings are being bombarded by explosions.The center instantly collapsed and shattered. Dozens of disgraced Hanoi residents crawled out of the collapsed building and let out heart-rending shouts.

    The entire city of Hanoi quickly evacuated, and everyone rushed onto the highway to evacuate to the south, as if a huge disaster was coming.

    "The sound of the detonation of artillery shells in many people's memories is exactly the same as at this moment. No one expected that the enemy would hit the capital less than twelve hours after the war started.

    "Whooshboom!"

    Another shell exploded in the city, and fireworks rose into the night sky.

    Fang Tianlang wandered outside and fired two artillery shells in succession. If the regular Vietnamese troops deployed in the suburbs didn't come out to find artillery firing positions, a shell would explode in the city every five or six minutes.

    The city behind him was bombarded by heavy artillery, and the fireworks spread rapidly. The Vietnamese Army General Staff immediately asked the two divisions in the suburbs to send battalion-level combat units to find the source of firepower.

    ¡°It is absolutely the greatest humiliation for the capital to be bombarded.

    The shells fired at the front are still high-explosive grenades, and once the opponent launches incendiary bombs, the entire city will be engulfed in flames.

    "Boom!"

    Fang Tianlang fired the fifth shell, steadily put away the huge artillery piece, and then calmly deployed an explosive device composed of anti-infantry mines and aerial bombs at a distant intersection.

    The killing range of three anti-infantry mines and three 250 kilogram general aviation bombs is at least more than 100 meters.

    As long as a daredevil steps on an anti-infantry mine, the entire area will be enveloped in violent explosions, which may kill a company or a platoon. The louder the explosions in the suburbs, the greater the pressure on Hanoi.

    Several magnesium jeeps soon appeared in sight. Behind the jeeps were a dozen military trucks filled with Vietnamese soldiers.

    Fang Tianlang covered his ears because he really didn't want the horrific explosion to have any impact on his eardrums.

    After so many years of fighting, I have heard so many detonations of artillery shells and bombs.

    "Boom!"

    One military truck was directly blown away, and five or six military trucks were immediately squeezed into twisted scrap metal.

    Sharp shrapnel passed through each body and took away the fragile life. More than a hundred Vietnamese soldiers felt that their eyes were black and then disappeared forever in the smoke, without even a chance to feel pain.

    The power of three 250-kilogram general aviation bombs detonating at the same time can directly overturn even a 30-ton main battle tank, let alone the most common military truck and the more fragile Jeep.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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