In 1992, more than 100 military vehicles drove to the Sino-Vietnamese border, and just when Vietnam was urgently preparing for war, it was discovered that the gun was aimed at Ma Cilin. Ma Cilin glanced at the glass that couldn't even be penetrated by a submachine gun, and sneered, You want to arrest me?
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The morning silence was shattered by the sound of car horns, and a Chinese army was moving forward on a dirt road near the Sino-Vietnamese border.
The convoy was hundreds of vehicles, each loaded with fully armed soldiers. Their dark skin and resolute faces reveal a murderous aura, as if they are on a major mission.
In the winter of 1992, pre-war tensions were in the air on the Sino-Vietnamese border. And the destination of this convoy is the base of Ma Cilin, a well-known drug lord at home and abroad.
The name Ma Cilin is simply synonymous with demons for the local people. He started his career by selling drugs, and his methods were cruel, and he has killed countless people.
He also used the profits from the drug trade to build up his own armed forces and dominate the border. Everyone could only be silent about him, because Ma Cilin had thousands of gunmen under his command, and they were so powerful that they could almost compete with the regular army.
Ma Cilin's crimes have long been on the attention of the Chinese government. In order to completely eradicate the social curse of drugs, this time the army was ordered to come to eliminate Ma Cilin's lair. However, the opponent is strong, and it is still unknown whether it will succeed.
Approaching Ma Cilin's residence, the convoy came to an abrupt halt. The soldiers quickly got out of the car for the final weapons inspection and equipment adjustments. They put on their body armor, inspect their firearms and load them. Everyone's face is filled with the momentum of a mission to be achieved.
However, just as the siege began, something unexpected happened - one of Ma Cilin's female relatives ran out and shouted loudly to warn the people in the house to flee quickly. This caught the soldiers off guard, and before they could subdue her, the door to the house was tightly closed.
According to intelligence, Ma Cilin was heavily armed, which meant that in the event of an exchange of fire, our troops could suffer losses. But now the situation has reached the point where it is necessary to fight, and the commander decisively ordered the use of strong offensive tactics.
The soldiers fired at the house for a while, but it turned out to be a bulletproof wall made of special materials, and bullets could not penetrate it at all. Ma Cilin laughed proudly in the house, thinking that our army could not enter at all.
However, he underestimated the insight and adaptability of our officers and men. After observation, the commander judged that there might be a weak link in the rear of the house and decided to enter through the back door. The soldiers moved quickly and blasted a door in the backyard with grenades, as if no one was there.
The enemy inside the house was caught off guard and was dealt with before he could react. Our army was like no one, and soon broke into Ma Cilin's position. Originally, he was planned to try to capture him alive and bring him to trial, but Ma Cilin suddenly took out a grenade and threw it at our army.
The blast wave from the explosion left many soldiers injured and fell to the ground. Our army could not bear it anymore, and returned the color with submachine guns. Under the dense barrage strafing, Ma Cilin fell to the ground in response, bleeding all over the ground.
Although this raid succeeded in eliminating Ma Cilin, our army also paid a heavy price. According to statistics, three soldiers were unfortunately killed in the crossfire, and many more were injured. Every sacrifice is heart-wrenching, and they will forever be engraved in the long history of the nation.
At the same time, on the other side of the border, the Vietnamese army was also on high alert, believing that the Chinese army had come to attack them. It was not until the two sides got in touch that the Vietnamese side learned the true purpose of our army, and then they breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to say that they would not interfere with it.
That night, our troops quickly withdrew after completing their tasks. On the way back, there was a solemn atmosphere in the team. Exhaustion was written on the commander's face, and the soldiers sat still, replaying the bits and pieces of the battle in their minds. Some people wept softly, some people supported each other's wounded, and everyone was silent and melancholy.
It was a costly victory. Although Ma Cilin died, the shadow of drugs has not been removed. Our army will continue this silent war until the day comes when evil will prevail. The sacrifices of the martyrs will never be in vain, and their names and victories will always be remembered.
