In 1983, 12 of our troops were buried alive by shelling, and the surviving one eliminated 46 Vietnamese soldiers in 60 seconds. In that era of gunpowder, there was a little-known legendary battle that was shocking. In 1983, a lonely 162 highland on the border between China and Vietnam staged a thrilling life-and-death struggle. A lone Chinese soldier, with extraordinary courage and tactical literacy, single-handedly encircled and annihilated 46 Vietnamese soldiers in just 60 seconds, creating an incredible miracle of war. This heroic soldier is Luo Sangui, and his legendary story is known as the most wonderful example of the "independent Vietnamese army" in contemporary times.
It was a foggy and rainy morning in August 1983, and it was quiet on the 162 Heights. Deputy Company Commander Li Haixin led the officers and men of the three squads under his command to take over from the previous group of comrades-in-arms and shoulder the heavy responsibility of guarding this strategic stronghold. But just when this tranquility was getting better, a sudden shelling suddenly broke this temporary Ning Gu.
Several rounds of shells rained down, turning the flat land into a sea of fire in an instant. The shrapnel-stirred up mud flew everywhere, and the soldiers scrambled to find cover and disperse the battle. Under this sudden artillery attack, one of the squads, the 9th squad, was in a precarious position, and even the defensive terrain was razed to the ground.
"Team Zhao! Lu squad leader! Everyone's alright, right?" Luo Sangui brandished the blood-stained steel gun in his hand and shouted the names of his comrades in the smoke, hoarse. But in all directions, there was only billowing smoke and craters that exploded from time to time. It was only at this time that Luo Sangui realized that he might have become the only living mouth in the entire 162 Heights.
Night is falling, and the rain is getting heavier. In this foggy night, Luo Sangui began his own life-and-death struggle. Like a vigilant leopard, he crawled and shuttled through the muddy ground, searching for cover and weapons to use. Every inch of land could become his final destination. Just as he was ready, a group of Vietnamese scouts had quietly approached, ready to completely clear the area.
"Bang la la" There was a sound of footsteps, and Luo Sangui keenly detected the figure of the intruder. A long career in the war made him familiar with this. Just when the Vietnamese army thought that the target had been completely annihilated, Luo Sangui suddenly started a guerrilla tactic, and one gun after another exploded in the rainy night!
In this way, under the cover of the dark and rainy night, Luo Sangui used a variety of weapons at the same time to travel and strike within a limited range of fire. Sometimes he hid, sometimes he showed up, sometimes he concentrated his fire, sometimes he dispersed his blows. The Vietnamese army was in disarray, completely lost its goal, and fell into the death maze of this "battlefield hunter".
In this way, the sound of a person's gunfire lasted for less than a minute, until the last trace of activity also disappeared into the darkness. When Deputy Company Commander Li Haixin led his troops to break through the encirclement and came to the 162 Heights, he saw Luo Sangui covered in blood, guarding the remains of the fallen Vietnamese soldiers. In just 60 seconds, an entire Vietnamese army platoon was wiped out, and all 46 people died miserably!
"After the rain, the sky is fine." With the arrival of reinforcements from Deputy Li's company, Luo Sangui finally relieved the heaviness on his shoulders, and hugged his long-lost comrades tightly with his arms. At that moment, all the gunsmoke and killing were diluted in this warm friendship that was translucent in the remnant sun.
In the blink of an eye, time flies. Now, those eventful years are gone. However, the heroic deeds of Luo Sangui who fought alone against 46 Vietnamese soldiers will forever be remembered in the glorious annals of the nation. This legend illuminates a dazzling flame of hope during the war years, like a bright moon, shining in the dark and chaotic night sky.