1978: A Literary Giant Who Began His Military Service

Chapter 54
The political commissar's call went through, and a voice came from the other end.

"The field hospital of the xxth Division has been attacked! Requesting reinforcements! Requesting reinforcements!"

The regimental headquarters received a call: "Approximately how many people? What's their firepower?"

"The enemy is a company of well-equipped Vietnamese special agents, armed with three rocket launchers! They're probably planning a surprise attack to destroy our rear." The political commissar slammed his fist on the table: "When will reinforcements arrive?"

"A company on the other side? I'll send a company to encircle and support them. Begin the forced march immediately! Arrive within two hours!! You must hold the line!"

"Okay." The hospital's political commissar hung up the phone.

After leaving the office, he continued to direct his comrades and soldiers in their retreat.

……

Two and a half hours after the fighting began... from this moment on, the smoke of war reached its climax.

All tactics were rendered obsolete.

Of the seventy soldiers, more than thirty were wounded or killed in battle.

Our side has a total of nearly sixty soldiers, of whom twenty have been killed or wounded...

According to the definition in the U.S. military document "Field Artillery Operations and Fire Support", causing at least 30% casualties or material losses can destroy the enemy's will to fight, rendering them permanently or for a long period of time unable to fight.

Both sides have reached the critical line, but neither has the will to retreat. Our two company commanders have been killed! They have disappeared into the smoke of the battlefield!
No one wanted to retreat, and there was no way out.

The monkey commander, watching the scene unfold, was furious: "Two hours have passed and we haven't even taken down a small local hospital. How many bombs do we have left?"

Watching Vietnamese soldiers fall and die under the gunfire, the sharpshooter on the other side, holding his new weapon, seemed even more smug.

"We originally had three rockets left, but they were blown up by the enemy. The rest of our grenades and grenade launchers are almost completely used up!" the monkey on the other side said, saluting.

"Are there any other munitions?"

"All the ammunition for the logistics platoon has been distributed, and the soldiers should have very little ammunition left!"

The Vietnamese company commander slammed his fist into a tree trunk, ignoring the pain of his injury, and immediately began issuing orders: "We can't delay any longer! Charge! All troops charge! Annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop!"

Now that the enemy has started fighting in their rear, even if we retreat, we will most likely be surrounded and wiped out. It would be better to launch an attack!
At the very least, we must eliminate some of the enemy's manpower.

"Yes, sir!" The Vietnamese soldier stepped forward, raised his M79 grenade launcher, looked at the sky, and fired immediately!

A flare exploded in the sky.

Suddenly, half the sky above the field hospital lit up. The monkeys and our soldiers stopped firing for a moment, and everyone could see the enemy's face clearly! All sorts of thoughts raced through our minds.

On the hillside.

A muffled shout from the Vietnamese company commander rang out: "Charge! Charge!"

……

Seeing this, instructor Liu Menghai cursed, "These lunatics are courting death! They've launched a suicide charge!"

In fact, the main purpose of their company was to cover the retreat and hold the position while waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

Of course, what we are defending is not just the position, but more importantly, the medical equipment and supplies. If the hospital is completely destroyed, all the equipment inside will be gone!
I wonder how many soldiers will not receive medical treatment!
Therefore, defending the field hospital requires not only protecting the wounded and medical staff, but also ensuring the safety of equipment and supplies!
Of course, the opposing special forces company wanted a quick victory. The faster they eliminated them, the better their chances of escaping the encirclement and destroying the field hospital!

Zhou Xu watched as the soldiers charged towards him relentlessly. He switched his submachine gun to automatic mode and fired several rounds. However, there were simply too many of them; that burst of bullets only eliminated two enemies… The rest continued their charge like wolves.

Even the best marksman won't have a chance to shine when it comes to sheer numbers. After all, no matter how accurate your shooting is, you still need time to reload and re-aim!

Zhou Xu steadied his rifle and kept changing targets.

The immense recoil made his shoulder blades ache, as if they were about to fall apart.

The advantage of a pistol is that it has much less impact and is easier to aim, but the impact of a Type 5 or 6 submachine gun is indeed very large if the user is not stable!

Zhou Xu had killed countless enemies; the gun barrel was hot, and his face, covered in dust and blood scabs, trembled slightly with each breath. His fingers were numb from the trigger, and the shrapnel wound on his left arm was covered with bandages, causing pain with every movement.

The instructor watched as the Vietnamese soldiers charged forward.

He suddenly stood up from the trench, a row of explosives in his hand: "Comrades! Reinforcements are on their way! Hold this last charge!"

"The moment for us to be tested by the Party and the people has arrived! I'm going first!"

Liu Menghai held the explosives, lit the fuse, and charged forward, charging into the enemy ranks!
Seeing this, Zhou Xu's face turned red and his teeth turned blue instantly!

"Old Liu!!!"

The explosive charge detonated in front, leaving a huge plume of smoke and ash.

All that could be seen was Liu Menghai lying on the ground, with the corpses of three or four monkeys in front of him!

Zhou Xu didn't even have time to look at Lao Liu's injuries, because three more soldiers were rushing towards him. He adjusted his breathing and equipment!

"All troops, hold the line!"

Zhou Xu stepped out of the trench, his feet firmly planted in a horse stance, the No. 5 or No. 6 rifle strapped to his body, and fired forward!
The three soldiers fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

Back then, bullets and bombs didn't discriminate!
Zhou Xu felt a sudden heaviness in his abdomen. He glanced down instinctively and saw that shrapnel from the flying grenade had already pierced his stomach.

Calming himself, he pulled out his second grenade! He bit off the pin and threw it towards the position in front!
With a loud bang!
Two or three more monkey corpses flew up ahead.

"Kakakaka!!!"

Zhou Xu touched the rifle.

The gun had completely stopped firing, and he was out of bullets. But the enemy was charging at him with guns. In that instant, he quickly adjusted his breathing.

Secure the triangular saber, hold the Type 56 assault rifle in both hands, and charge forward.

A forceful thrust and slash with both hands! This is the simplest attack method for all long-handled melee weapons: stabbing!
Without hesitation, he thrust his sword into the enemy's chest. Blood spurted out, splattering onto his face. He licked the blood: "The blood of a traitor's heart is always bitter!!"

An enemy on the other side thrust his military knife at him, but Zhou Xu drew his own and deflected it.

The enemy immediately pulled out his pistol! With a snap, it struck Zhou Xu in the shoulder.

Enduring the pain, Zhou Xu pulled a scalpel from his waist and stabbed open the enemy's throat... The blood droplets were now as dazzling as fireworks.

Zhou Xu immediately picked up the enemy's pistol and threw away the scalpel.

(End of this chapter)