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Chapter 1201: Bloody Battle in the Rainforest (Third update, please subscribe)
Siam, Sakon Nakhon Siam,

It is one of the six military bases of Nanyang in Siam. Before the Air Force entered Chiang Rai, this was the northernmost base of the Nanyang military in Siam. Although there is an airport in this comprehensive base, it is mainly composed of the army. The troops are stationed here to deter the three military forces in Laos and at the same time provide training and other support to the Royal Government Army of Laos.

Of course, the most important task is to ensure the safety of Siam.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, a shrill alarm sounded in the base. The helicopter pilots who were enjoying the air-conditioning in the pilot club immediately rushed out of the club and jumped into the Warrior off-road vehicle outside the door.

While driving the car to the airport, Zhao Anjie, who was standing in the co-pilot seat, shouted at the running air cavalry:
"Brother, what's going on?"

"A company of brothers from the Air Cavalry Brigade is trapped on the other side..."

Because they were going in different directions, the soldiers in T-shirts did not take their car, but ran desperately towards the camp. While running, they jumped onto another truck. As soon as Zhao Anjie and others drove to the combat center, they rushed into the locker room to change into combat uniforms, put on flight helmets, and then ran into the operations room panting.

The operations room was already full of people, not only the pilots on duty were there, but also the off-duty pilots like Zhao Anjie and others.

"…This is the situation. We don't know the identity and size of the enemy yet, but we must be prepared. The only ones the Ninth Company brothers can rely on now are us!"

He Guowei, the commander of the attack helicopter battalion, who was introducing the situation, glanced at Zhao Anjie and others and said:
"The entire battalion is ready for battle. Once we receive the order, we will set off immediately!"

Following an order, the pilots who had received the order left the operations room, jumped on the off-road vehicle, and rushed to the flight. At the edge of the airport, more than 1 WH armed helicopters were lined up in a row - these were the Nanyang Army's unique attack helicopters.

Unlike the earlier attack helicopters converted from helicopters, the "WH-1" is a dedicated armed helicopter. It uses the engine and transmission system of the H2 general-purpose helicopter, but has a shark-like slender fuselage and looks like a fighter. The "WH-1" is a tandem two-seat layout, with the gunner in front and the pilot in the back. The rear seat is slightly higher to ensure the pilot's forward vision. A 12.7mm three-barrel Gatling machine gun is installed in the nose.

Two years ago, after its launch, it was deployed at the Siamese military base and immediately put into guerrilla security operations. It was under the encirclement and suppression of the helicopter troops that the last Siamese Republican guerrillas were completely wiped out last year, and peace finally came to this country.

At the same time as 12 WH-1 armed helicopters took off, the battle in the rainforest had been repeated many times, and the situation was changing every minute.

Deep in the rainforest, a team of more than a thousand people was marching along the rainforest trail, many of them pushing bicycles.

"Captain, there's a call from the division headquarters."

The operations staff handed the telegram to Wu Wenming.

"The division headquarters said that the helicopter unit of Nanyang was found east of the central channel G3. So, order our troops to reinforce them quickly."

Wu Wenming snatched the telegram and read it carefully, and soon fell into deep thought...

"Where is the 28th Regiment now?"

Wu Wenming looked at the map. The operations officer drew three circles on the map with a pencil and said:
"In the H28 area north of us, in the 2th Regiment, they should also be gathering here."

Wu Wenming tapped his forehead and said to himself:
"Why are there troops from the South Seas here? Is there any trap?"

He looked at the map again:
"Staff Officer Ruan, is there any news from the guerrillas? Any intelligence on the Nanyang people?"

The operations officer replied:

"The guerrillas responded that in the past month, the helicopter forces of Nanyang have entered the Central Channel many times, and they have engaged in battles many times during this period."

Wu Wenming pointed at the map, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said:
"Staff Officer Li, please remember this!"

Staff Officer Li quickly took out paper and pen.

"Order: First and Third Battalions, immediately reinforce the G3 area. Do not stop. At the same time, contact the guerrillas to find out why the Nanyang people are in this area. Also, ask our people in Saigon to find out whether the Nanyang people are determined to interfere in the affairs of the South and support the puppet government of the South."

After receiving the order, he grabbed the green pith helmet and put it on his head. Then he stared at the dense rain forest and said to himself:
"This time, we must teach the Nanyang people a profound lesson so that they will never dare to have any ambitions towards Vietnam again!"

In the dense tropical rainforest, several reinforcements were marching in one direction. On this day, they did not realize what would happen next. To them, this was just a battle.

Near noon, after once again repelling the guerrilla attack, Song Siyi shouted.

"Hurry up, eat something, and replenish your energy."

After receiving the order, everyone took out the ration boxes from their bags. This field ration was developed by the Nanyang Joint Logistics Department based on the US Army's C ration. One serving can meet the daily consumption of an ordinary soldier. However, the taste is far better than the C ration, and the taste is also catered to the taste of the Nanyang people.

While they were eating to replenish their energy, Song Siyi stuck half of his head out to observe the situation on the battlefield. In front of him, there were corpses everywhere. Flies, attracted by the smell of blood, had already flown over in groups. On the battlefield, flies have always been good sentinels. At the slightest movement, they will fly up with a "boom". At that time, all you have to do is shoot and fire.

So, no one finds flies annoying.

These battlefield experiences were taught to them by veterans - even now, the Nanyang conscription system has been fully implemented for eight years, but there are still many veterans who have experienced World War II in the Nanyang army. Most of them are sergeants or senior sergeants, who are responsible for passing on combat experience to new recruits. In Nanyang, the treatment of many sergeants is not inferior to that of lieutenant colonels. Most of these people plan to serve in the army for a lifetime, and have long regarded the army as their home. They are also extremely serious in training. No one understands the cruelty of the battlefield and the significance of training better than them.

It is precisely thanks to these veterans with rich combat experience that the combat effectiveness of the Nanyang Army has remained at a first-class level over the years.

"Platoon leader, I'm sure they are not guerrillas. Look at the guns they use, AK47, SKS, what kind of guns do guerrillas use?"

Song Siyi nodded and agreed:

"Indeed not."

"It's not just the weapons, it's the training, it's their bugle calls."

"They are most likely elite troops from North Vietnam."

As soon as the words fell, several flames suddenly flashed in the darkness of the rainforest.

"RPG..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent explosion occurred on the defense line.

The howling of the enemy was heard again in the rainforest. The enemies holding AK47 and SKS rushed over shouting, but what was even more deadly was the heavy machine gun. In the dim rainforest, a dull sound of machine guns was heard, accompanied by the red trajectory of tracer bullets, and a cloud of dust was raised at the defense line of the air cavalry.

Wherever the large-caliber bullets passed, it was like a devastating blow. Even trees as thick as thighs were broken by a single shot. Faced with the suppression of heavy machine gun fire, the soldiers couldn't even raise their heads and could only hide in the riverbed to avoid the enemy's fire.

"Fuck, it must be a .50 machine gun, it must be..."

Without waiting for Zhang Chong to finish speaking, he sensed danger and jumped up and lay down under the riverbed. A series of bullets hit the rocks on the riverbed. The basketball-sized rocks were directly shattered, and the flying stone fragments splashed on his forehead, causing pain.

"Damn it, I knew it was a .50 machine gun!"

Zhang Chong thought so in his heart. After a while, the bullets gradually weakened, and he stuck his head out. Seeing the enemy rushing over, he grabbed the machine gun and fired fiercely at the enemy. A row of machine gun bullets was fired. Once the machine gun was suppressed, everyone followed suit and opened fire. In an instant, a large number of armed elements in front were killed or injured.

But the fight lasted only for a while. As soon as he leaned forward, a tracer flew past his helmet.

"Fuck, they're targeting me."

At this moment, the silent heavy machine gun sounded again, and the red tracer of the rain forest was like the scythe of the god of death, sweeping through the rain forest. A comrade hiding behind the riverbed was even hit in the chest by a bullet that penetrated the soil retaining wall. Even the ceramic bulletproof plate could not withstand the .50 machine gun bullet.

"Damn it, it must be the DShK anti-aircraft machine gun..."

It was not just the large-caliber anti-aircraft machine guns. At this time, the low-range firepower of the North Vietnamese machine guns even suppressed them to the point that they could not raise their heads. These soldiers trained by Dong Da were extremely good at using machine gun firepower, especially low-range firepower to suppress the enemy.

Now the air cavalrymen in Nanyang finally experienced the feeling of the US military being suppressed by such rapid and intensive suppression when they were on the peninsula. This kind of low-range fire suppression was also a nightmare for the US military! Like the sound of the military bugle, it has awakened the US military from nightmares countless times.

Taking advantage of the gap in concentrated fire suppression, groups of armed elements surged up like a tide, but what was unexpected to them was that although the machine gun fire of the Nanyang soldiers was suppressed, the automatic grenade launchers in the rear were once again jubilant - they provided more intensive indirect fire in the rear, accompanied by violent explosions, and groups of enemies were blown into the sky. But even so, they still charged regardless.

While heavy machine guns were suppressing fire, RPG-2 rockets were whizzing through the air. The violent explosions and fire suppression made it impossible for the soldiers on the riverbed to raise their heads.

"The enemy is coming,"

At this time, the enemy had already rushed to their front.

"Ah! Ah!" An armed man came out of the thick smoke and rushed upwards holding a smoking grenade.

Just as he rushed out halfway, a 40mm grenade exploded next to him with a "boom". In a cloud of smoke, the living person disappeared without a trace in an instant, and then there was another explosion. The next moment, dense explosions engulfed everything around. 40mm grenades fell on the sea of ​​people like raindrops. Each 40mm grenade was equipped with 60 grams of high-energy explosives and prefabricated fragments. The explosion would also produce thousands of diamond-shaped fragments. The whistling fragments and shock waves tore everything around, and the howling enemies fell down in an instant.

In the violent explosion, an arm was thrown from the sky with the air wave and landed in front of the soldiers. As their eyes followed the arm from far to near, Li Feng, who was on the battlefield for the first time, felt no fear and suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement. If I had to describe this excitement, it would be like seeing a Siamese girl in a dance hall after leaving the base after two weeks of rainforest training. His eyes began to become bloodshot, and his expression gradually became extremely excited, with a ferocious look in his eyes.

At this time, he even understood why the sergeant's eyes lit up when he mentioned fighting, because it was indeed very exciting!
It's so damn satisfying!
"You f**king bastards, you actually dared to hit me, if you don't die, then who will... F**k you..."

Suddenly, he yelled, twisted his face bloodshot, and violently turned the trigger of the directional mine.

"Boom, boom..."

Several directional mines exploded instantly, and thousands of steel balls whizzed towards the enemies, plunging those who had managed to survive the rain of grenades into a hell of death again. In an instant, they were completely swallowed up by the rain of bullets. After the smoke of the explosion, the front of the position was just a pile of rotten flesh...

(End of this chapter)