Wang Yong and Uncle Bater got into the yurt. After the guest and host sat down, Uncle Bater gave Wang Yong a cup of tea.

Perhaps because he had served as a soldier outside, the tea this time was not a Mongolian-style milk tea, which finally made Wang Yong's heart fall.

It didn't take long for Qiqige to get familiar with Wang Yong, sat in Wang Yong's arms, eating the delicious grapes and big watermelons that the new uncle fed him.

Wang Yong and Uncle Bater were chatting about the border self-defense counterattack at the end of the last century.

Uncle Bater's troops were in the first wave of the counterattack. Uncle Bater had just been promoted to platoon leader.

At 4:30 am on February 17, 1979, the 49 brothers in the platoon followed the entire company, battalion, and regiment to cross the Red River together under the cover of artillery fire.

The seventh company where Uncle Batel is located was ordered to use the cover of darkness to march urgently, and together with his brothers, they surrounded and completely annihilated the enemy in Bashe.

Not long after that, Uncle Bartel was selected from his company and joined the newly formed scout brigade. In addition to training in the military academy for a period of time, he stayed on the front line until the end of the two mountains' rotation war.

Because of the unfamiliarity with the rural environment in Vietnam in advance, many unnecessary losses have been caused.

In addition, there was a lack of necessary scientific and technological reconnaissance methods at that time, so we could only establish a special reconnaissance unit, which could also be said to be the predecessor of the special forces!

"Uncle Bartel, were you scared when you first went up?"

"I'm afraid! Why aren't I afraid?"

Uncle Bartel replied without any hesitation.

"If you are not afraid of it, there will be ghosts! It's just that I am the platoon leader, so it's hard to say it!"

Then Uncle Bartle told Wang Yong a story about a young warrior who was only sixteen years old.

The young soldier's surname was Zhang, and everyone called him Xiao Zhang. His family was from the military district court at that time. His father was the battalion commander of the military district's direct secret service battalion. Because this kid didn't go to school well, he traveled around all day and had no official job, so his father simply asked for contact and threw him into the army.

Unexpectedly, I caught up with this war in the first year of my military service. I followed him to the front line in a daze. That was still a child! Uncle Bartle was very excited when he talked about this.

In the first battle, Xiao Zhang followed him, holding a five or six-and-a-half-automatic rifle that was about the same size as him, and rushed up with the large army with an excited look on his face.

There was no problem in fighting a tailwind battle, but when they started to carry out the garrison mission and worked with the Japanese devils who ignored life and death in order to regain their positions, Xiao Zhang became a different person.

As soon as the battle began, it entered a white-hot stage. Both sides went back and forth, cannons, small cannons, bullets, grenades, rockets, were flying all over the sky, shrapnel and steel balls were flying densely, the sound was really deafening, and many people's ears were shaking and bleeding.

Originally, Xiao Zhang was arranged to be a bomb supplyer in the artillery squad, and he handed the shells to the gunner of an 82 mortar.

But that battle was too fierce.

As soon as the war began, at least one enemy battalion took advantage of the cost. He launched a desperate charge under the cover of dense raindrop artillery fire.

The mortars of the temporary reinforced artillery squad continuously provided fire support, and soon exceeded the prescribed safe launch base of 500 rounds. (The mortars usually fired 500 rounds, and the barrels turned red. This was what a brother said, and his biological brother was Xiao Zhang's prototype.)

When Xiao Zhang was carrying a box of shells and just drilled out of the ammunition depot hidden underground, an 82-mm mortar shell that had just been put into the barrel exploded in the barrel.

The entire cannon position was filled with blood mist, the broken limbs and arms were broken, and various shaped bodies and internal organs scared Xiao Zhang silly!

I don't know how long it took. The bomb supplyer of another cannon died. There were no shells at the gun position. He greeted Xiao Zhang several times before he came to his senses. He stumbled and sent a box of shells to the cannon position.

It shocked him again something happened!

When I opened the box, the first shell was thrown into the barrel. It didn't sound? The shell was not fired!

Stinky bomb!

The cannon leader shouted without even thinking about it: Evacuate and hide!

Then, after thinking about it, he pulled out the pin connecting the barrel, the base and the bracket. He picked up the hot barrel with both hands, and as soon as the muzzle fell off, a shell slipped out of the barrel.

Then he risked the possibility of being blown into pieces at any time, picked up the shell and threw it hard into the distance!

"boom--"

Before the shell could fall to the ground, it exploded!

Soon, the shells were all shot! The soldiers of the artillery squad picked up their guns and became infantrymen, and went to the front line.

Xiao Zhang lay in the trench, listening to the "whizz" sound of bullets above his head flying by.

He was so scared that he was trembling. He covered his head tightly with his hands, curled up, and did not dare to move!

At this moment, a stray bullet flew over from the opposite side hit the artillery squad leader who usually cared for Xiao Zhang.

The bullet penetrated the head of the squad leader who was not wearing a steel helmet. A 7.62mm rifle bullet lifted the cap of the squad leader's head, and the white brain mixed with red blood sprayed Xiao Zhang's head and body.

Xiao Zhang secretly looked up!

The squad leader's eyes were glaring at him immediately, Xiao Zhang's eyes turned red. He held his five or six half of his eyes and pulled the trigger frantically at the enemy in front of the position.

From that moment on, Xiao Zhang became a real soldier. Moreover, because he was young, he grew up in the military district dean. He was very clever and naughty, and often made some things that made people laugh bitterly.

One night, when he was arranged to be on duty to guard the situation, the gangster sneaked out of the bunker and came to the place where the Vietnamese army position was less than 100 meters opposite the street and quietly lurked.

The lurking place he had long been optimistic about, and his goal was to be a simple toilet.

The most amazing thing is this bastard boy who never shoots the person who enters the toilet. But as long as one comes out, he will kill one. He chose a good position to facilitate concealment and prevent artillery. When he returns to his position, he is just in trouble.

Just for the sake of the bad taste in his heart, this kid did this every day for the next three days, forcing the Vietnamese army on the opposite side to dig a new toilet behind the position.

Uncle Bartel seemed unwilling to mention those sad topics too much. Next, he just kept pace with the times and talked about some more passionate and fun things.

"The barrel of a mortar can be shot is so popular! This is not a rapid-fire weapon like a machine gun, how is it possible?"

"Mortars are nothing! It is said that as we know, the 130 cannons of the artillery division were beaten many times at that time. I heard that there was a chamber explosion accident. But I am not the same system as them, so I don't have much contact."

"Then how many barrels will be popular with such a large caliber gun?"

"If I remember correctly, I should have fired 1,200 consecutive shots!"

"Damn it! I know what you mean. This cannon fired 1,200 shells in a row? Then it would take one day and one night?"

“Is it very novel?”

"Will the gun barrel be destroyed after it is fired?"

"It's almost the same! I have to change it for safety."

Wang Yong was a little disbelief. One large-caliber cannon fired more than a thousand shells in one battle. This is too science fiction! It is definitely a rhythm that cannot be taxed!

In order to verify whether what Uncle Bartle said is true, Wang Yong quickly drove out his killer weapon - Xiaoguang, and asked Xiaoguang to search for details about the situation of the war.

The result was soon there. Although there was no mention of a battle that killed more than a thousand shells. However, the Chinese artillery, which was established under the Soviet artilleryism, was absolutely easy to kill the Vietnamese artillery, and then fully supported the front-line troops to fight.

The range of the 130 cannon grenade launcher with an elevation angle of more than 30 kilometers can be provided with timely and effective fire support to the frontline soldiers from the rear far away from the battlefield. It was one of the main forces of the fire support of the troops at that time.

In every battle at that time, almost the artillery was the first to speak. The opponent's position was turned upside down with fierce carpet-like shelling.

That momentum! It was definitely a shaking mountain. When you lie in the trenches, you feel that the whole mountain is shaking under the shelling. It seems that the entire mountain will be bombarded and collapsed in the next second.

How fierce is the Chinese artillery fire? Now, on many mountains in northern Vietnam, after being bombarded by our artillery, it is still bare. Twenty or thirty years of no grass grows, which is enough to show the power of our army's artillery fire.

One 30 plus or even one 52 plus howitzers are not the most powerful, the most powerful is the one 22 rocket launcher. That guy loads forty large-caliber rockets at a time. Uncle Battel said the most he has seen was a volley of a rocket launcher battalion.

The scene turned red in an instant, and the rocket dragged the long flames on the ground, like a meteor shower, hitting the earth.

Killing bombs, incendiary bombs, grenade shots, and a battalion fired a large hill with lush vegetation.

Even sometimes, you can see rockets and rockets colliding and exploding in the air, which shows how dense the firepower density is.

In order to support the troops nearby, in addition to equip the troops with a large number of 82 recoilless cannons and 40 fires. The artillery comrades also overcome all the difficulties and pushed the large-caliber body-barrel artillery, as well as the 57 and 37 caliber anti-aircraft cannons to the enemy bunkers with a distance of hundreds of meters or even 100 meters, and they fired them flatly within a distance of cannons!

Most of the endings of doing this are deaths, but they effectively reduce the casualties of our attacking troops.

However, with such artillery fire support, the casualties we paid can still be said to be heavy.

According to statistics, in the first counterattack alone, not counting the two mountains' rotation battles, our army's casualties reached more than 27,000, of which more than 6,000 were killed.

In the platoon where Uncle Bartel was, a blocking battle came to an end. There were more than 40 people in the platoon, and only nine people were alive, so he barely had enough to get a squad.

When Uncle Bartle carried out an operation to escort his comrades to the hospital in the rear for treatment, he saw Xiao Zhang, who was wrapped in a mummy, and he and Xiao Zhang were the only ones left in his platoon.

When they first set out from China, there were more than 100 people, and only nine were left with arms and legs.

When their camp went to the battlefield, there were more than 700 people, but after a battle, they almost lost half of the number of people. When they finally came back, there were less than 200 people. This also included those injured and disabled.

It was that war that made the top leaders of the country realize the huge crisis brought to the army by the ten years of unrest, so a series of military changes began to be carried out with great fanfare as the basic national policy of reform and opening up.
Chapter completed!