Chapter five hundred and fortieth one shot headshot
Tang Jixian held up his telescope and lay down in the thick grass, watching every move on the top of the mountain diagonally opposite.
Suddenly, his body trembled slightly, and then he slowly took out a hand and slapped his thigh hard, turning a blood-sucked leech into a meat pie.
But Tang Jixian didn't have any sense of accomplishment at all, instead he looked melancholy.
As the first batch of elite troops to enter the DPRK to participate in the war, Tang Jixian's unit suffered heavy losses. Therefore, when the domestic second-line troops entered the DPRK one after another, Tang Jixian was ordered to retreat. After the armistice negotiations entered a substantive stage, his troops
He was transferred back to China by the headquarters.
They first repaired in the Northeast for a week, and then prepared to go to North China to re-equip. But when they just entered Shanhaiguan, a new order from the headquarters ordered the train carrying them to drive directly to the Northwest. As for why, let alone Tang Jixian
, even their leader has a dull forehead.
However, the military orders were overwhelming, not to mention the headquarters' orders clearly requiring the importance of confidentiality. Therefore, even though they did not know anything, Tang Jixian's troops still resolutely carried out the orders of their superiors.
Originally, Tang Jixian, like other commanders and soldiers, wore this military uniform wherever he went. Not only was he not picky about it, but he was looking forward to it.
But what he never expected was that before the train reached western Shanxi, it was transferred to southern Guangxi by another order.
If it was a transfer to the established system, Tang Jixian would be fine. The problem was that only five people in the entire regiment, including him, were transferred to Guinan, which puzzled him.
It was not until he arrived at the Zhongnan Military Region in Guangxi that Tang Jixian realized that they had been transferred here to train Vietnamese guerrillas.
It's not difficult and the process is simple.
But Tang Jixian was very depressed. The purpose of doing this was just to train troops. It was better to follow the old army to the northwest. They might endure hardships, but they were all brothers who had survived the Korean battlefield. Even if they slept in the open air, there would be no danger.
With this kind of feeling inside, there is also joy in enduring hardship.
But now, facing a group of Vietnamese monkeys, I can't stand or sit still, and they still chatter a lot of nonsense when I have nothing to do. It gives me a headache just looking at it.
Therefore, Tang Jixian began to report to his superiors less than half a month after arriving in Guinan, hoping to return to his old army.
It's a pity that the army is not run by the Tang family. He wanted to be transferred, but his superiors might listen to him. In the end, the matter was brought to the head of No. 0, who then found Tang Jixian and asked him why he wanted to leave the Vietnam Aid Advisory Group.
Old Tang's answer is simple, he wants to fight!
After hearing this, Chief Zero said only two words: "Wait!"
Just wait and wait for this result!
"This battle was so stinky!"
When he saw in the telescope, a dozen Vietnamese guerrillas, holding old guns of different lengths, lined up and rushed towards the French position without thinking, Tang Jixian almost threw away the telescope in his hand and ran to take command personally.
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This is not a war, it's like lining up to commit suicide. Is the French army's position strong? It's a hastily constructed field defense position, but it's just mediocre.
On the Korean battlefield, any infantry squad on both sides of the enemy and us could do better than the French.
To deal with such a position, only two combat groups from one squad and a pincer-shaped inverted triangle were enough to easily capture it. However, the Vietnamese guerrillas fought for a whole morning without wavering even though they had a comparative advantage.
Every cent.
In this situation, Tang Jixian was truly speechless.
"Instructor Tang is joking. Nowadays, all those operating in North Vietnam are temporary militia organizations, and their combat effectiveness is a bit weak!" The speaker was a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. His name was Ruan Taicheng, a staff officer of a certain unit of the Vietnamese guerrillas.
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Wan Qing fled to China with his family, so Ruan Taicheng's Chinese is more authentic than Vietnamese, but even so, Ruan Taicheng's national self-confidence is still very strong.
Because of this, although his tone was polite, the meaning behind his words was soft and hard at the same time. Now those who are attacking the French are militiamen, and the main elite forces are all in China. If this force is mobilized to attack France,
Can we still win?
Tang Jixian couldn't figure out what Ruan Taicheng meant. After receiving the order from Commander Zero, he pretended to enter Vietnam and then got in touch with Ruan Taicheng.
It was okay at first. As a guide and assistant, Ruan Taicheng gave Tang Jixian as much help as he could.
But as the two got to know each other in depth, Tang Jixian developed some inexplicable dislike for Ruan Taicheng, simply because his nationalist ideas were too extreme.
So much so that they took the assistance from China and the Soviet Union as a matter of course, and even proposed establishing a red regime country, mainly Vietnam, in the entire Indochina Peninsula.
With such an attitude, it was absolutely impossible for Tang Jixian not to be angry, but when it came to foreign affairs, Tang Jixian could only hold his breath and endure it.
Unexpectedly, his complaint still aroused Ruan Taicheng's humble national sentiment. Tang Jixian could only curl his lips to express disdain.
Others don't know, but he, the instructor, doesn't know? The so-called Vietnamese regular army being trained in China is only slightly better than the militia. If it is really sent to the battlefield, it is really not enough for the French.
Ruan Taicheng naturally saw the disdain on Tang Jixian's face, but it didn't matter. So what's the matter with disdain? Don't you China have to help us? This is the charm of Vietnam and the power of Vietnam.
So Ruan Taicheng's face was full of pride, and he was even more full of respect when he saw the Vietnamese guerrillas who were constantly attacking the French positions. The admiration that arose from him also made the blood in his body start to stir. This restlessness was a bit restless, and the whole
The person also raised his head.
At this moment, a gunshot suddenly sounded from the diagonal stab. The bullet grazed the tip of the grass, crossed the waves and hit Ruan Taicheng. There was only a muffled sound of "pop", and a bloody hole was opened in Ruan Taicheng's right eyebrow bone.
, the next moment a bigger blood hole burst out from the back of his head.
Before it was over, the bullet that penetrated the body hit Tang Jixian sideways.
In fact, from the moment the gunshot fired, Tang Jixian was already aware of the danger and subconsciously made an evasive action. However, the bullets fired were too fast. Even though Tang Jixian reacted quickly enough, he was still bitten by the bullets soaked in flesh and blood.
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There was only a "pop" sound, and Tang Jixian let out a muffled groan, and a handful of blood flowers were wiped out on his left shoulder.
After all, Tang Jixian was a veteran who was used to life and death. Without thinking, he covered his shoulders and rolled on the spot, directly into the small ditch next to him.
Chapter completed!