freenovelworld Chapter 354: Close to Highland 142!
Chapter 354: Close to Highland 142!
"Hey, Lao Qin!"
Zhang Haiyang came up and pressed for answers.
"How could it be cut off so quickly? The 142 Hill area is so vast, and without a clear coordinate, it's like searching for a needle in a haystack for just the few of us to find it in the dense forest. To put it bluntly, even if we find the exact location, that guy surnamed Mei will probably have already escaped back to Hanoi."
"Ocean, don't rush!"
Zhong Yuemin interjected,
"Haste makes waste. The enemy's 345th and 316th Divisions have been routed and are scattering in all directions. The enemy command must know that their communication radios are in danger of being captured by the 'enemy' and used to impersonate their own people to contact the division headquarters. If we are too eager to know the exact coordinates of the command post now, it will only arouse the enemy's suspicion."
Don't worry!
Anyway, we have the radio now, and we know roughly where Hill 142 is. Let's sneak over there first, and then contact them when we get close. That will lower the enemy's suspicion and vigilance."
Zhang Haiyang nodded.
"Yuemin, you've thought this through very well. So, what's next?"
"Old Qin!"
Zhong Yuemin's voice was very low.
"You used to serve in the 345th Division, so you're familiar with their communication codes and tactics."
Now that we've taken control of the enemy's radio and have a means of communication, you continue to impersonate Lieutenant Nguyen Van Hung and keep in touch with their division headquarters to find out Mai Rong Lan's exact location!
He paused,
"By the way, have you ever met this Commander Mei?"
Qin Guanshan nodded, his tone icy, "I'd recognize you even if you were ashes!"
"it is good!"
The mere thought of capturing the commander of an enemy main force division alive is exhilarating; its strategic value and its ability to boost the morale of our troops are immense.
It will be immeasurable!
Zhong Yuemin pointed to the enemy corpses lying on the muddy ground.
"Change into enemy uniforms, quick!"
A few minutes later, Zhang Haiyang, Man Tun, Ning Wei, Qin Guanshan and other team members all changed into enemy uniforms, which were tattered and covered in mud, deliberately creating the impression of a defeated and fleeing mess.
Their weapons had been replaced with captured AK-47s, with pistols and daggers concealed under their clothing—their last trump card and final means of survival.
The Mountain Eagle reconnaissance squad was transformed into the remnants of the 1st Battalion, 2nd Regiment, 345th Division of the enemy, which had been annihilated or captured by their own troops.
"Check everything carefully, don't give anything away."
Zhong Yuemin's voice sounded low and hoarse in the rain as he gave another word of advice.
"Old Qin, especially you, your accent and your responses can't be wrong. The lives of us brothers are all in your hands."
Qin Guanshan wiped the rain off his face without saying a word, only nodding slightly, his eyes unusually firm.
"set off!"
Zhong Yuemin waved his hand and took the lead into the dense forest ahead. The members of the small team followed closely behind, and with the panicked and exhausted posture characteristic of defeated soldiers, they stumbled into the rainforest leading to the heart of Huanglian Mountain.
The journey was not smooth; they encountered two waves of fleeing enemy troops.
This fleeing enemy force was also retreating towards Hill 142, but it was relatively well-organized, consisting of nearly a platoon. They didn't dare engage in a direct confrontation, and their objective wasn't there.
Zhong Yuemin acted decisively, leading his squad to quickly disappear into the nearby dense forest. Holding their breath, they listened to the enemy soldiers' chattering and hurried footsteps passing by less than twenty meters away. Fortunately, they escaped unharmed; the enemy hadn't noticed them.
Another small detachment was stopped and questioned by several wary enemy militiamen who had stayed behind in a village partially destroyed by artillery fire.
Only thanks to Qin Guanshan's fluent Vietnamese with a local accent, and his performance of the panic and fear of the "pursuers" typical of routed soldiers, did they barely manage to get through and leave the village. Afterwards, everyone's backs were soaked with cold sweat.
It's not that I'm afraid,
The main concern was the fear of revealing our position and letting the enemy's divisional command post on Hill 142 become alert and move to another location, which would mean all our previous efforts would be in vain.