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Fang Tianlang fired several rounds and blew up dozens of Vietnamese soldiers.
He took out a set of German-made rocket launchers, aimed them at a distance, and fired five 210mm rockets.
The Vietnamese army in the distance was preparing to turn around and support them. In the blink of an eye, they were covered by super-large-caliber rocket launchers and immediately exploded into a pile of blurry corpses.
Any combat unit advancing in formation cannot escape being bombarded by intensive firepower.
After all the Japanese-made large-caliber rockets in the storage space were used up, German-made rockets were used to show their power.
Fireworks were scattered on the road, and Vietnamese soldiers writhing in pain could be seen everywhere.
After several waves of fire strikes, more than 400 corpses were scattered everywhere.
It is unimaginable that there are still small teams lurking around Hanoi and they are still providing the highest intensity of firepower.
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The light of dawn appeared on the sea.
The Vietnamese commanders showed tired looks. Most of the troops entered the designated positions and took back the lost towns. However, the completely destroyed enterprises and the sudden attacks behind them made people feel uneasy.
The damage caused by artillery bombardment in the entire north will not be restored for at least 20 to 30 years. There are mines in many mines and mines, and it will cost lives to resume production.
A week of war brings as much trauma as ten years of Vietnam War. Not only that, the piles of corpses behind the front lines may mean that the war has not ended but has just changed its form.
"Boom!"
Fireworks soared high, and a huge crater appeared on the ground.
Two Vietnamese commanders were arranging a defensive area for more than a hundred militiamen when they were wiped off the ground by a large-caliber high-explosive grenade in the blink of an eye.
Seventy or eighty corpses were scattered around the crater, smoking, and one shell killed nearly a hundred lives. Yuenan would see the same bloody scene every day unless he knelt down to beg for mercy.
"Not bad! Heavy artillery is great! One target at a time! I'll dodge!"
Fang Tianlang put away the heavy artillery and entered the dense forest in a flash. The impact of one person moving back and forth was better than that of an infantry regiment and he would not be locked at all.
The clothes on his body are exactly the same as those of an ordinary Vietnamese militiaman.
Wearing a bamboo hat, shorts, and an AK47 assault rifle, no one would be able to recognize him even if he was strutting down the road, except that his skin was a little white.
The violent explosions attracted several small teams.
More than 100 Vietnamese soldiers and more than 200 militiamen came to the explosion site and felt their scalps numb and had nowhere to start.
There were exploded corpses and exposed muscles everywhere on the ground. It was unimaginable that so many lives had disappeared with just one explosion.
"Return the carbine! I will fight back with the carbine!"
Fang Tianlang hid four kilometers away and moved out a 120mm mortar and two artillery shells.
The crowd that had just gathered in the distance was just right for an attack. It was a small achievement to pack two shells into it and kill at least dozens of targets within ten seconds.
No matter whether the Vietnamese army wants to carry out any actions on the border, it must have a stable communication line.
A road with heavy artillery shells falling from time to time is obviously a nightmare for commanders at all levels. Military trucks and tanks cannot pass, and even militiamen will be fatally hit.
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The difficult days of the Vietnamese army have officially begun.
On average, there are at least ten violent attacks on traffic lines every day.
The attackers were obviously a small team but possessed heavy firepower such as heavy mortars and large-caliber rockets.
Combat units one after another were thrown near the traffic lines to conduct searches, but not only did they not find the target, but hundreds of soldiers were shot to death with silenced weapons from a distance.
Vietnam cannot bear the situation where three to four hundred armed personnel are still killed every day after the war.
The northern powers must not only provide weapons and ammunition, but also send troops to join the communication line defense operations to have a chance to launch a border counterattack within a month or two.
Yue Nan has already spoken out all the big words. If thousands of soldiers cannot be attacked and entered into the territory of Guangse and Yunnan, it will really become a big joke.
The northern power urgently dispatched 1,200 soldiers into northern Vietnam to assist in the battle.
There is no need to intervene in the battle near the border, but the Soviet army will act as the main force in the encirclement and suppression operations near the communication line. Every night, several armed helicopters will patrol back and forth with the ground troops and drop illumination bombs from time to time.
No hidden threat found??Sooner or later there will be a violent attack.
¡°Having a dozen military trucks blown up at one time or one or two hundred militiamen transporting ammunition being shot dead will destabilize the morale of the military.
A nationwide mobilization order has been issued, and all material resources must be transported to the front to support the battle. However, if it is destroyed on the transportation line, it will definitely cause huge battle losses.
A vigilant gaze appeared in the jungle.
Fang Tianlang hid in the bushes and watched as an armed helicopter flew over his head and placed two shells on the roadside.
When you encounter a convoy passing by, you can easily detonate artillery shells with two shots, and you can see several military trucks emitting fireworks. Killing several Vietnamese soldiers at once and supplying more than ten tons of ammunition can also cause pain to the opponent.
A flare exploded in the distance, and the ground was brightly lit.
Dozens of Vietnamese soldiers advanced toward a suspicious area under the cover of two infantry fighting vehicles.
"Wellyou guys look for it slowly, I'm squatting here."
Fang Tianlang took out mosquito repellent and sprayed it on his body. He huddled in the bushes and seemed to be one with the earth.
The sound of military trucks came from the distance on the highway. After the horrific explosion, it was a mess. Three military trucks were directly blown up, emitting gurgling fireworks and turning more than ten tons of various ammunition supplies into useless waste.
It is obviously very difficult to hunt down a team that has never shown up near a nearly 200-kilometer-long traffic line.
The Soviet army can provide more armed helicopters and more infantry fighting vehicles, but the number of attacks can only be slightly reduced and cannot be completely eliminated.
Several illumination bombs quickly appeared over the attack site, and the ground turned pale.
The Soviet armed helicopters used machine guns to shoot bullets at the mountains and forests on both sides of the attack site, trying to kill the attack team that should not have gone far.
The entire area was patrolled two hours ago, and I didn¡¯t expect there to be roadside bombs.
The big northern country has to transport two to three hundred military trucks to Hanoi every month. Otherwise, the Vietnamese army will soon turn into the guerrilla state it was ten years ago, using militiamen as the main force for transporting ammunition.
Thousands of bullets were fired into the mountain forest, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves and broken branches.
Fang Tianlang hid in another forest area and carried a Soviet-made SA-7 individual air defense missile, and used the Soviet-made SA-7 to attack the Soviet Union's own armed helicopters.
After the night before us, no Soviet pilots would dare to fly at low altitudes. They had to try their best to patrol at an altitude of more than three thousand meters to ensure safety. Individual anti-aircraft missiles are an eternal nightmare for any pilot. (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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