Lieutenant Colonel Moore and his subordinates were still struggling to support the Zhubangshan position. However, although Lieutenant Colonel Hack's mechanized battalion reinforcements were blocked, he still quickly welcomed the First Support Army, and the Second Battalion of the Eighth Regiment, a helicopter, arrived. Then several B52 bombers flew over and dropped dozens of tons of solidified qi oil bombs at the reserved airport behind the North Vietnamese Army to clear the field. Before the flames on the ground were extinguished, a large number of fully armed American soldiers jumped out of the cabin and quickly launched an attack on the North Vietnamese Army.

In the wet and hot mountain jungle, American soldiers wearing heavy bulletproof vests and cowhide boots on their feet stood up, lifted the m16 automatic rifle in front of them, and moved forward carefully. From time to time, dense bullets were shot out from the grass, behind trees, and even the branches and leaves above their heads, or a grenade flew over them.

The explosion of fire and the howling bullets, the American soldiers fell down from time to time.

In addition to the enemies on the other side, there are traps everywhere under their feet. The thin green turf can turn into a life-devouring demon at any time. There are sharp bamboo sticks waiting for them in it. What is even more terrifying are landmines, especially anti-infantry thunders that make the US military hate. These evil weapons that may spew out countless steel balls from the grass at any time and specifically greet the lower half of the human body have been their nightmare since the Goryeo War, and even the US military itself has imitated them.

"I hate this ghost place!"

US soldier Wilson pulled the trigger with a rifle in his arms, and watched a North Vietnamese soldier who was coming out from behind the tree and about to open fire at him, then said with a tired look on his face. But almost at the same time, a scream rang out beside him. Before he could turn his head, the explosion suddenly rang out, and then a huge force pushed him down, and at the same time, a broken leg hit him.

Wilson woke up and saw his companion Paul lying beside him, holding his half-length, wailing.

He hurriedly climbed over and quickly dragged it behind a tree. He fell to his knees and took out his first aid kit, but found that it was useless. The latter's blood was spraying out from his artery like a water gun.

"Armsman!"

He shouted behind him while holding the wound in panic and futile manner.

An ambulance rushed over, but unfortunately before he arrived, a North Vietnamese soldier suddenly stood up in the grass more than ten meters away from the opposite side. A single grenade gun in his hand flashed with a flash of fire. A 40 grenade was hitting the ambulance. The power of the explosion instantly knocked him away, and the shrapnel even hit Wilson.

Because the bodyguard was not protected by the protection of the bulletproof vest, he continued to call for rescue, but unfortunately no one could come to help him at this time. More and more North Vietnamese soldiers were appearing in the jungle, and all the American soldiers were fighting fiercely. Explosions kept ringing near him, and Paul's screams were also kept ringing. Wilson's simple bandage could not stop the blood from surging out. Poor Paul's voice became weaker and weaker. Just as a bird helicopter finally landed in the narrow clearing in the forest, he finally closed his eyes in Wilson's arms.

Wilson whistled to the sky with grief and anger.

A year later, he became a staunch anti-warist and took the lead in rushing towards the White House guards.

However, the US military finally won the battle. After losing nearly one-third of the tanks, Lieutenant Colonel Hack finally rushed to the foot of Zhubang Mountain. The emergence of this mechanized unit, like a lion that dispersed the speckled hyena, dispersed the North Vietnamese army besieging Lieutenant Colonel Moore. However, at this time, Lieutenant Colonel Moore had less than two hundred left to fight, and Major General Thomas' hope of encircling and annihilation of the guerrillas was still dashed. He seriously underestimated the ability of these guys to break up into pieces. The defeated North Vietnamese army disappeared without a trace like water seeping into sand.

This is the battle on the battlefield of Annan.

The North Vietnamese army attacked, the US military retaliated and cleared out revenge. The two sides fought briefly. The North Vietnamese army retreated quickly. The US military pursued for a short time, bombing like venting anger, and then went back to wait for the enemy to appear next time and then repeated the same process. The lives of the Americans and the money of the Americans continued to pass through time and time again.

However, this time, the death of Ambassador Rocky still made the US military react a little more. After the battle in Zhubangshan, Westmoreland launched a protracted thunder operation. The American Air Force, Naval Air Force stationed in Annan began to bomb North Vietnam with extremely high density, and even the battleships at sea joined the battle ranks and continued shelling of the Annan port.

But at the same time, the new weapons provided by Xinhua and the Soviet Union to Ruan Aiguo were also transported to the battlefield.

“MiG 21!”

Nearly desperate screams came from the US mines and public aircraft group that bombed Hanoi.

Yes, the MiG 21 is here.

Above the more than 20 Thunderbolt fighter bombers, silver figures that they had already become familiar with were swooping down one after another, and then the tracer of the shells was whipped on one Thunderbolt.

The panicked American pilots immediately fled in all directions, and at the same time the latest Satan fighter escorted into battle. These heavy fighters with sparrows and rattlesnakes quickly locked the target and then launched missiles at the fastest speed. At the same time, the pilots began to pray that their missiles could hit. Unfortunately, just like the possibility they least wanted to imagine, their missiles did not surprise them, and no sparrows guided by passive radar hit.

The agile MiG21 only needs a maneuver that is not very difficult to easily avoid such missiles with a practical hit rate that has not exceeded 10%.

The Rattlesnake's performance was not satisfactory, and they even hit two more. Seeing this, the US pilots no longer had too many fantasies. They quickly aimed at the target like launching rockets and fired all missiles, and then prepared the cannon to start fighting. At this time, the Thunderbolt fled at a very low altitude, and they had to be shot as a target by Sam 2 when they flew high. The US pilots who had been dealing with this missile in Japan for two years were well aware of this.

But they didn't know that their opponents had changed. On a hidden missile position on the ground, four-unit missile launchers were pointing to the sky. With the order of the Soviet adviser, the launcher pressed the launch button, and missiles instantly flew out of the boundless green, dragging the tilted trail and crashing straight into the group of Thunderbolt aircraft. The next moment, on the green ground background, Thunderbolt fighters turned into burning fire groups one by one.

This is Sam 3.

"The good stuff is coming out!"

Sam 3's appearance made Chief Yang feel infinitely moved.

"This is the latest missile that the Soviet Union has just put into service. They don't have many of them. He Tuzi is generous this time. Sam 2, Sam 3, MiG 21. It can be said that the highest configuration in the Soviet Union is at this level."

Li Fang said.

"Just doing experiments, if you don't go to the battlefield to check, how do you know if something is good or not? How do you know what other flaws are there? How do you know if the enemy will find a solution? How do you know how to avoid being cracked by the enemy? This is how weapons are. Those who have never been to the battlefield will never have the right to speak. Only by fighting a real war will you know."

Yang Feng said.

"Head of the People's Republic of China, should some of our weapons be inspected?"

Hu Hao asked.

The Chief Hu is under great pressure now. Domestic arms dealers are scratching their heads and hoping that Chief Yang will truly release the weapons exports to the US military. After all, guarding such a huge market, they cannot make a big fuss. They can only sell some bullets, shells, and old military vehicles. It is really depressing. These things can be used, but the added value is very low. They are now desperately lobbying the close ministers next to the Chief, and Hu Hao is of course the first target.

"No, what are the US and the Soviet Union playing? What are we playing? No matter which one of our weapons are sold to them, they will bring them huge improvements. This kind of thing cannot be done."

Yang Feng immediately rejected it.

The Ming army's active equipment level was at least five or even ten years higher than that of the US army. If you sell it to the Americans, you would dig your own grave. This kind of thing must not be done, and you can't even sell it to the Soviets.

But some things can be sold.

"You find a few arms dealers who are close to the Americans and let them export some of our active weapons to the United States by smuggling."

Yang Feng thought for a while and said, then took a piece of paper and started making a list.

Of course what he listed was not a good thing. First of all, the small cloud bomb, which is the one-ton class he used for Leclerc. This is much easier to use than the B-82. Anyway, the Americans already have this technology, but it is not as good as him. The second is the Cobra helicopter. The most lacking thing for the US military now is this. Cheyenne is difficult to produce, and the emergency improvement of Huey is too bad. The US military armed helicopter is in urgent need, and the early model of the Ming army's hands is just right.

The third thunder and lightning air-to-air missiles are of course not in service, but in the earliest days. These missiles are authorized to be produced in Europe, but they cannot be exported because of their restrictions. However, the Americans must have secretly got them, so it is no big deal to export them. The fourth is the u gas bomb. Of course, it is impossible for him to sell those big goods. If he wants to sell, he sells V. This latest u gas US military is also testing, but it is not just a 155 howitzer like him.

"Sell these four first!"

Yang Feng said sinisterly.

These four are enough to show his friendship with the American people.

"In addition, find some guys who are close to the north and sell these things to Comrade Li, but not finished products, but also drawings and key accessories."
Chapter completed!