No one would believe that there were madmen like us on the battlefield, with only a few dozen people, who dared to directly attack the deep defense position composed of barbed wire and machine gun fortress. The Indian soldiers in the fortifications saw our group of soldiers who were not covered in clothes, covered in scars, barely throwing away all the weapons in their hands, running towards the mountain like a fleeing life, thinking that it was a broken friendly army. A lieutenant stood on the fortress and shouted at us for some unknown thing, and several medical soldiers wearing red cross signs ran down from the position.

Several medical soldiers ran to us and were all stunned. Although we had no military uniforms on our upper body, as long as we were not blind, anyone could tell the difference between Chinese and Indian Asan. I raised the automatic rifle in my hand with a grim smile and shouted: "Let's fire!"

Any soldier in the Fifth Special Force can be called a sharpshooter. More than half of them have taken sniper courses. They can easily hit triangular steel plates a hundred meters away while running. The medical soldiers were knocked into several honeycombs on the spot. Those machine gunners who hid in the fortress thought they could rest assured, had not yet had time to catch the machine gun again, and they instantly fell halfway.

The sirens at the C32 base were roaring wildly, and a large number of elite soldiers rushed out of the barracks, but I pointed at the enemy and laughed wildly. A person like me who was an expert in many battles can be confirmed at a glance that there is only one company in the Indian army stationed in the 748th Highland!

The enemy has obviously given up the C32 base for the time being. The barbed wire that was blown off by us last time has not been repaired yet, and few of the broken machine gun fortresses can be used.

The heavy machine guns on the enemy's position began to fight back. The soldiers around me who had completely overdrawn their strength could no longer make any military dodge in time, and fell down in one go.

We gritted our teeth and pressed our butt to our shoulders tightly, and adjusted the Type 05 automatic rifle to a point-fire state. After a volley, more than 30 Indian soldiers fell head-on, but at the same time, the morale around me immediately fell down seven or eight more times.

Every soldier falls beside me, and my heart will thrill. They are my brothers, they are the strongest special forces in the world. Anyone who pulls out will be extraordinary people who can make a scene of storm. Now they have become cheap consumables. Everyone is like new rookies on the battlefield, and they only know that they are shooting while shooting heavy machine guns. All we can do is to shoot more bullets into the enemy's body before being hit by a bullet!

There is no bulletproof vest or bulletproof helmet. As soon as the enemy's machine gun sounds, large blood will bloom on the brothers around me. A defensive grenade hits me, and at least seven or eight people will be scratched by shrapnel. Our group of tired and dying remnants actually fired with machine guns and forcibly rushed to the enemy's defensive position.

We fought fiercely with Indian soldiers in the tunnel. When the bullets were empty, there was no time to change the magazine. The soldiers of the fifth special unit pulled out their sabers and rushed forward. The enemy turned the machine gun and just used a squad with a light machine gun. However, as the shell jumped, the soldiers fell into the tunnel. At such a close distance, the bullet often penetrated a soldier's chest and penetrated into the body of the second soldier.

I took out all the magazines on my body, threw them hard towards the enemy as grenades, and shouted: "Yang Qing, blow it up!"

"boom!"

The magazine exploded above the machine gunner's head. At least three bullets were hit by the head at the same time, and it exploded into a ball of red and white flesh. The enemy was still in shock, and dozens of magazines flew towards their heads at the same time, followed by a sound of automatic rifle shooting and a chaotic explosion.

When we stand on the battlefield with scars and can no longer find an enemy, we have no cheers of victory.

This is a battle without a winner!

None of the Indian army surrendered from the company commander to ordinary soldiers and was completely wiped out by the Fifth Special Forces, and we also paid an unbearable price.

Eighty-three soldiers and us attacked the 748 position together, and forty-four people were killed. Before they could be sad for them, the two soldiers' feet became weak and rolled straight down from the top of the mountain without any struggle. They crashed into a large piece of wire mesh like babies returning to the cradle, with a satisfied smile, and forever fell asleep on this land that should belong to China. The sharp spikes pierced into their bodies, and blood oozed out from dozens of tiny wounds bit by bit, slowly dripping onto the frozen land under their feet. In a blink of an eye, they mixed with the snow, and on the white canvas, they drew a bunch of sad bright red.

I suddenly lifted my automatic rifle and shot it into the sky. I shouted wildly: "Brothers, go slowly, brother, I'm here to see you off!"

Forty automatic rifles were raised at the same time, and roaring our sorrow, our pain, and our heart-wrenching anger towards the rolling clouds that almost hit the top of our heads!

"You are the best soldiers, you are the best men, you are the best Chinese. You are here to be righteous, respect the sky and face the earth. As your squad leader, I am really... happy and sad! Salute!!!"

We face this battlefield where the fifth special force is in chaos and the most painful price we have to pay our respects to our most solemn military salute.

Crazy howlings came from the foot of the mountain. The soldiers who could not keep up with the marching force due to physical exhaustion or injury had continued to come to the foot of the mountain. Looking at the scene in front of them, they finally began to burst into tears.

Who says men don’t cry easily? It’s just because they haven’t arrived at the sad place!

As a commander of a prestigious position, sometimes you must learn to be cruel. I shouted: "Don't cry, the battle is not over yet! I will bandage the wound for three minutes, and then immediately check the entire base for a group to clear the remaining enemy troops! Remember, if you find that the enemy is killed!!!"

The soldiers beside me suddenly burst out with amazing murderous aura, and they all tried their best to roar, "Yes!"

I pulled down the microphone on the walkie-phone and said in a deep voice: "Lao Lao, the first phase of the task has been completed."

Liu Kangnan looked at his watch. It only took three hours and twenty minutes until now that he issued the order. The rest of the division fingers rebuilt in the ruins remained silent. Even if they had not personally visited the battlefield, they could understand what the price would be to marches forty kilometers off-road in such a short time and forcibly capture the enemy's dangerous positions.

Liu Kangnan whispered: "Brother, we finally created a miracle. We asked Yang Qing to talk to Xu Jixuan directly. I hope he can create the second miracle for us!"

One hour and twenty-five minutes later, the Indian army's general offensive began. The heavy artillery regiment first carried out two-hour repeated artillery bombardment on the defensive positions of the Fourth Division. The war was about to end, and there was no need to save ammunition. The 155 mm heavy artillery almost overturned the defensive positions of the Fourth Division's infantry regiment, and 90% of the defensive fortifications were completely destroyed.

Immediately afterwards, the main battle tank of "Arjung" was vanguard, and a large number of infantry soldiers launched the most fierce attacks on the Chinese troops through combat.

In the position that had been completely destroyed, Chinese soldiers miraculously emerged, and fierce gunfire suddenly rose on the battlefield.

It was not until this moment that the world's military experts once again saw what Chinese soldiers were!

The main battle tank of "Arjung" swaggered on the battlefield. The Chinese army no longer had heavy artillery support. The fire tank rocket launcher could not penetrate its armor at all. Here it was the king, the sky, and the invincible steel fortress. It ran over the corpse of a Chinese soldier who had been cut off by shrapnel without any scruples. Half of the corpse suddenly opened his eyes. He used his teeth to stumble on a TNT bag, and with his hands as his legs, under the gaze of a group of scared Indian infantry, he rolled and crawled under the tank tracks.

Indian soldiers screamed hysterically: "No!"

"boom!"

A loud bang rose from somewhere on the battlefield. If it was just a small note on the battlefield, then a dozen or so of the same notes were arranged on each other, it would be enough to play a battlefield symphony!

The seriously injured Chinese soldiers hugged the zha medicine bag and shouted: "Where are you running? I am dead. It's worth it to be able to pull you together!"

The main battle tank that entered China's defensive positions was actually blown up by this most primitive human bomb, with scrap iron piles full of fire smoke everywhere. Indian soldiers and Chinese soldiers were in a stalemate and started a big melee.

Military experts in the world held their glasses and shouted: "Chinese soldiers are crazy!"

The politicians from all countries who were closely following this war all breathed a sigh of relief, "What a terrible nation!"

The Chinese soldier picked up the automatic rifle and fired it. After the bullets were fired, he faced a squad of Indian soldiers. He took out the bayonet on the rifle and dared to rush out. When six or seven bayonets stabbed into his body at the same time, the Indian soldiers found that the Chinese soldier was "wavy" and white smoke was emitting "wavy". After a closer look, the Chinese soldier had five grenades on his body, two of which had been ignited by him.

With a smug laugh, the Chinese soldier suddenly reached out and hugged the automatic rifle that pierced into his body, and shouted: "You three, please die! My mother said that if you lose this war, you will not recognize me as your son! Mom, please forgive me for not being able to fulfill your filial piety for you!!!"

As long as they were not shot, these Chinese soldiers would rush out of their positions without hesitation and hold Indian soldiers and pull the grenades on their bodies.

The soldiers shouted: "Even if we are not as good as Brother Fu Yinxue and his Fifth Special Forces, we are not afraid of death. We are also... Chinese soldiers!"

This is the military spirit of China!

The Indian Division Command was silent for a while, and no one expected that the situation of the war would turn out like this. A combat staff member looked at the live video and said in a stiff Indian language: "Don't hesitate anymore. You Indian soldiers faced the Chinese soldiers head-on on land and were not their opponents at all. Immediately fired a second neutron bullet on the battlefield. As long as they knocked out their infantry regiment, we can easily win the final victory of the war!"

The words of the combat staff made everyone in the command center gasp together. The chief of staff shouted: "We have invested the entire regiment of troops on the battlefield. Staff Bai, you can be hostile to China and our army at the same time, but unless we are crazy, you must not do this!"

Staff Bai said calmly without looking back: "Don't say I didn't remind you that the Chinese military mechanical regiment is still unscathed. They can polish your two complete infantry regiments in positional battles with just two infantry regiments that were half-destroyed. The old turtle Xu Feng is called the "steel defense expert" in the army. He is capable of reducing the casualty rate of the troops when they are bombarded. With him in command of the defensive battle, our soldiers' consumption must be increased by at least 40%.

At this moment, a staff officer exclaimed: "Report to the division commander, the mechanical regiment that the enemy has been hiding has suddenly joined the battlefield and is attacking our defense line with a tactic!"

Another combat staff member shouted: "After receiving a report from the commander of the First Infantry Regiment of the Frontline, the Chinese army has begun to evacuate the battlefield!"
Chapter completed!