The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

On the 2237 high ground, the mist has not yet dissipated.

Lin Laisheng confirmed in a low voice through the walkie-talkie: "Are the explosives installed?"

The captain of Special Operations Team 1 replied briefly through the headset: "Everything is installed. It will explode in 2 minutes."

The sound was extremely clear.

Lin Laisheng put down his headphones and curled his eyes.

Not to mention, although this silicon transistor walkie-talkie produced by the 9th Radio Institute had problems when contacting the rear a few kilometers away, the communication quality was much better than the original tube walkie-talkie when the distance was only a few hundred or a thousand meters in the mountains.

Patting the homemade walkie-talkie in his hand, which was obviously much smaller than the original Motorola walkie-talkie, Lin Laisheng couldn't help but be distracted for a few seconds, and a thought flashed through his mind:

If walkie-talkies in the future could be made the size of lunch boxes, or even lighter, then everyone in the special forces could carry them. A team leader would be able to command a dozen team members within a radius of one kilometer with ease, which would be a huge advantage for special operations.

Shaking off this momentary reverie, Lin Laisheng returned to the current battlefield.

"boom."

The sniper next to Lin Laisheng pulled the trigger, and a Japanese machine gunner who was attacking from above along the mountain road tilted his head and died.

Lin Laisheng fully implemented the "quick attack, quick retreat" style of the special warfare booklet written by Zhang Chi. He did not intend to engage the main force of the Japanese troops coming back from the mountain to provide support. Instead, he shouted, "Everyone, listen up! Retreat in 2 minutes."

"Roger that!"

Two minutes later, a series of violent explosions erupted on Hill 2, and the last few large-caliber artillery pieces of the Japanese were destroyed.

After Lin Laisheng confirmed that all the targets had been destroyed, he decisively ordered: "Everyone rappel and evacuate!"

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers of the 404th Independent Special Operations Battalion skillfully used the pre-arranged climbing ropes to quickly slide down the cliff behind the high ground and retreat.

The movements that had been practiced countless times were now smooth and each soldier was as agile as a cheetah.

When the Japanese reinforcements finally arrived at Hill 2237, they saw only wreckage and thick smoke.

They came up empty-handed and could only turn around and rush towards the foot of the mountain where the fierce fighting broke out.

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With the destruction of the artillery position on Hill 2237, the Japanese in Bamao were left with only the artillery support of a few 75 mountain guns on Hill 2599.

The Japanese's front line of defense was obviously loose, especially after losing artillery support, the offensive situation on the highway became more favorable.

The troops of the 1st Battalion, 10th Infantry Regiment, 4th Division took advantage of the situation, accelerated their pace, and launched a fierce advance towards the enemy's defense line.

"Ahhhhhh, you little Japs, I'm going to fuck your ancestors!" A tank driver shouted as he controlled the M4A3 (105) tank equipped with a bulldozer and rushed towards a semi-underground bunker with only a gun hole exposed.

The steel bulldozer poured the soil on the ground into the narrow gun port exposed in the semi-underground bunker. The Japanese heavy machine gun in the bunker that continued to block the road fell silent in an instant and completely stopped firing.

The infantry team that had just been firmly suppressed by machine guns on the road was immediately freed.

The platoon leader who led the team took a look at his comrade who had been shot several times and was obviously not going to survive. He wiped the tears from his eyes and blew the whistle hanging around his neck.

"Brothers, follow me!" After saying that, he jumped up from the ground, picked up his submachine gun and continued to charge with the vanguard platoon, rushing towards the tank in front.

The Japanese soldiers hiding in the mountains and forests saw a tank break away from the team and rush up alone. They immediately grinned and prepared to destroy this lone brave tank.

"Loader, change to white phosphorus incendiary bombs." The tank commander, who was already blood-thirsty, shouted, then bravely pushed open the hatch, leaned half of his body out to operate the M2HB heavy machine gun equipped with a protective shield on the top of the turret, and crazily fired at the Japanese infantry who surrounded him.

"Commander, the Japs are everywhere, where the hell should I shoot?" the gunner who remained in the turret shouted anxiously.

"Then fire everywhere!" The tank commander shouted, even covering the roar of the large-caliber machine gun.

"Killing intent!" Outside the tank, crazy Japanese soldiers rushed over with all kinds of strange anti-tank weapons, and were then knocked down one by one by the tank commander with a heavy machine gun.

But more Japs kept rushing up, and the 7.7mm Yusaka rifle bullets fired from the Type 99 rifle hit the machine gun shield one after another. Sparks from the friction between the bullets and the steel plates even fell on the commander's face, but the commander still didn't care and concentrated on shooting without changing his expression.

Under the commander's body, the Sherman's round turret rotated with electric power assistance. After the 105mm main gun was replaced with white phosphorus incendiary bombs, it fired at the Japanese skirmishers that were close at hand.

"Boom!" After a cannon shot, the car body shook under the huge recoil.

The muzzle storm even caused the exposed tank commander to lean back.

Then the commander saw a group of five or six Japanese soldiers who had been separated from each other dozens of meters away, with white phosphorus incendiary agent splashed from the exploding artillery shells sticking to their bodies.

As soon as the white phosphorus came into contact with the air, it began to burn rapidly and violently. First, the clothes on the Japanese soldiers, then the flesh under the clothes, and finally it kept burning until it hit the bones.

Several Japanese soldiers rolled around on the ground in pain, uttering shrill, inhuman howls.

"Damn it, those little Japs deserved it." The driver even deliberately avoided shooting at the rolling Japs, just to prolong their suffering.

Soon, the infantry platoon rushed to the tank, and they immediately worked with the tank commander to completely wipe out the surrounding Japanese soldiers.

The infantrymen also used explosives to blow open the iron door behind the Japanese semi-underground bunker. Then the soldiers carrying oil tanks and holding flamethrowers rushed forward, pulled the trigger lightly, and a long dragon of fire immediately drilled into the bunker, turning the remaining Japanese inside into small torches.

"Well done! If it weren't for your tank's heroic charge, my platoon would have been wiped out on the highway." The platoon leader walked to the tank, his tone full of gratitude.

He thought about the thrilling battle just now, and felt both fortunate and a little admiring.

The commander simply waved his hand wearily: "They are all friendly forces, it doesn't matter."

He couldn't suppress his physical and mental fatigue. The surge of adrenaline in the crazy battle just now made him forget his fear and fatigue for a moment, but now, the decline of adrenaline made him feel as if all his strength was drained away. He felt weak all over and could hardly even stand.

"Leave the remaining Japs on the mountain to us, just wait and see." The platoon leader waved his hand firmly and led the remaining infantry to continue chasing the Japs who were retreating towards the mountain.

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At 1:27 p.m. on November 8, just over six hours after the battle began, all the Japanese artillery on Hill 2237 were destroyed, and the main attacking force, the 10th Regiment of the 4th Infantry Division, directly forced the remaining Japanese to the top of the mountain.