War Military: From 1978

Chapter 175 Difficult Request for Help, Complicated Situation

"Platoon leader, the interference is too great!"

Behind a small earthen slope about two kilometers northeast of Hill 312.

Wang Xiaohu was risking his life at the top of the slope, carrying the 861 on his back to contact the regiment headquarters on the 312 high ground.

Nearby, Chu An and Luo Yun were on guard.

Hearing Wang Xiaohu's voice, Chu An walked over quickly.

After taking the headphones, Chu An frowned the next second.

There were various beeps in the communication channel.

They communicated through secret reports.

Although the communication distance of the 861 is limited in complex areas, Hill 312 is the highest hill nearby and there is no obstruction between it and the surrounding mountains and forests, so communication can be achieved within two or three kilometers.

But now it is obvious that the Yue devils are causing trouble.

They had just moved forward and even saw the strange situation on the mountain. Chu An knew at that time that it was basically impossible to go up the mountain now, so he could only communicate using a walkie-talkie.

Unexpectedly, the walkie-talkie communication was also messed up like this.

Chu An and Wang Xiaohu have learned and practiced anti-interference communication.

But now the interference is too serious.

The Vietnamese devils have more than one Type 861 and Type 884.

Some of them were in the fortifications on the mountain, and some were in the mountains and forests farther away.

But no matter where they were, after they discovered Chu An's radio signal contacting the regiment headquarters, they immediately started to join in the fun.

Channel 861 is limited, and the information is now mixed whether it is for calls or messages.

"Go away and stop contacting me!"

Chu An gritted his teeth and made a decision.

I originally wanted to contact the regiment headquarters and ask them to use their larger encrypted radio to contact their superiors for help.

But now it's clear that the plan isn't working.

The interference was too serious, and it was not just interference. Chu An was worried that the enemy would know our code, so he couldn't directly talk about what happened before on the radio.

We had no choice but to give up this plan and go directly to the main division.

Although this method is also difficult now.

They knew that the main force was still with Class Z.

But we have to get through it no matter how difficult it is. There is no other way.

At this moment, Chu An didn't know that another main regiment of the main division had actually come from the north of Hill 809 towards Kou T, which was the direction of their side.

But it didn't take long.

After giving up the communication plan with the regiment headquarters, Chu An took Luo Yun and Wang Xiaohu and rushed to Ban Z. When they were still three or four kilometers away from Hill 809, they heard gunfire in front of them.

The sounds of guns are five-six-and-a-half, five-six-burst and AK, but the sounds of cannons are mixed.

Mortars, grenades, bazookas.

"Platoon leader!"

Wang Xiaohu was stunned!
Chu An was also stunned for a moment.

Without knowing the overall situation, they cannot tell what the situation is there.

"Is it a large army coming?" Luo Yun expressed his guess.

Regiment C occupied Hill 312 and even sent troops to harass Highway 3 north of Kou T. However, because of this, Regiment C, which only had a battalion of troops, was clearly unable to hold on.

After occupying Hill 312, Highway 34 can actually be cut off, so Dong S can actually give up providing support.

"I don't know! It could be that a large force is coming from the rear!"

Chu An guessed the truth, after all, he could see the artillery fire in the morning.

But he wasn't sure.

But anyway, this is a good thing.

Originally they were going to run back to Class Z, but now our army has already reached here.

Then they just need to go over and wait. There's so much noise here, it must be at least a battalion headquarters.

They must have a large radio station that can encrypt communications. Even if they cannot directly contact the military command in the rear, it should be no problem for them to contact the divisional command on Dong S's side!

With this idea in mind, Chu An and his men, who had originally planned to go around from the front and return to Class Z from the south side of the road, changed direction and ran towards the sound of fighting in the northwest direction.

"Hurry up! Fight for me, First Company Captain! Get up the mountain and skin these damned Vietnamese devils!"

To the north of the 809 Highland, there is a large canyon. On one side is the primeval forest, and on the other side is the 809 Highland. The mountains are high and the forests are dense, with two or three mountains sandwiched between them.

Following orders from their superiors, the Second Regiment chose the fastest route to change course. After reaching this side, they could only take this route.

There is no doubt that this is a sinkhole.

It's not obvious on the map, but when you actually get here you realize that this is simply not a place for people to walk.

There were thorny bushes on the mountain, dense forests and huge trees at the foot of the mountain, and cliffs, and enemy bunkers and firepower points were everywhere.

To be honest, walking into such a hellish place would make people feel cold even if there is no war, let alone now that we are in a state of war.

Cold guns and cold cannons came from all directions.

The firepower of the Vietnamese devils was not dense, but it was coming from all directions. Our army tried their best to avoid cliffs and advance through the primeval forest, but they were still constantly attacked by the enemy.

Soldiers fell one after another, and commanders and fighters were furious.

Yes, the Vietnamese devils don’t have many troops here now, and many of their firepower points will collapse as soon as they are attacked.

But this is also their style of fighting, quick attack and quick retreat, relying on fast-firing submachine guns and light machine guns as well as mines and traps buried in the jungle, the two battalions of the Second Regiment were stained with blood at every step.

When Chu An and his men arrived, they could only hear continuous gunfire in the jungle ahead, but they could do nothing.

"Platoon leader!"

"Change!"

Chu An didn't say anything!
This damn place, you can tell at a glance that the troops inside are terrible.

But there were only three of them and there was nothing they could do.

What's more, they can't die now and must not act on impulse.

The intelligence they carry must be passed on.

Immediately, the three of them gritted their teeth and quickly changed out of their Vietnamese military uniforms.

After putting on their own clothes, the three of them took up advantageous positions in the jungle and hid.

Time passed slowly, and the gunshots in the jungle were getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, Chu An and his men opened fire.

Because just in front of Chu An and the others, more than ten minutes ago, seven or eight militiamen dressed in the clothes of Vietnamese civilians, armed with submachine guns and AKs, came and lurked there.

There was no fighting before, but now we can hear the charging sounds of our vanguard troops.

They'll be here soon.

If we don't shoot now and wait for them to come over, once these militiamen open fire, our vanguard will definitely suffer casualties.

So it was absolutely impossible to watch.

Three men, each with a magazine, killed five of the seven or eight Vietnamese militiamen lurking in front on the spot.

There were three other people who avoided Chu An and his men's gunfire because of their hiding position, but it only lasted for a moment.

The gunshots from behind made them panic. When the remaining three stood up and tried to run, they were all knocked down by Chu An's another volley of bullets.

This scene immediately stopped the vanguard troops charging in the jungle ahead.

They had already become frightened birds. They had suffered heavy casualties along the way, and bullets could be seen everywhere, which made them extremely vigilant.

"Quick, come to us!"

Luo Yun walked up to the dead Vietnamese devils and shouted into the jungle.

"Who are you? Which unit are you from?" After hesitating for a moment in the jungle, someone shouted from behind a bunker.

It’s not their fault for being careless, the Vietnamese devils are very cunning.

In the past few days, they have often pretended to be our people and used various conspiracies and tricks, causing great losses to our army.

"We are from Regiment C! Which unit are you from?"

(End of this chapter)