In March, the breeze is blowing, and the smoke of a war has dissipated. But again, it doesn't all mean peace. 1979 was a turbulent time, and although the smoke of gunfire had just cleared, the tensions at the border had not completely dissipated. Here, there is a troop, and a general has forged a legend with their flesh and blood. They are the 43rd Army, and he is the commander of Zhang Wannian's division.
The valley not far away still seems to be reverberating with the aftermath of battle. Once, in the counterattack against Vietnam, Zhang Wannian led his troops to kill the enemy bravely, like a tiger shuttling through the forest. In those days, the defense of the homeland, honor and responsibility became the loudest clarion call in the heart of every soldier.
As Vietnam gradually transformed into a continental alliance after the war, it was assumed that tranquility would return to the land. However, the undercurrent of history is turbulent, and the change of position is not just a literal embellishment. At some point many years later, discordant voices were heard again near the border. The Vietnamese army frequently harassed the border lines of our troops, trying to demonstrate its strength through skirmishes.
At such a moment of tension, Zhang Wannian received an order: to go to the border area of Vietnam to prepare for a self-defense counterattack. There was no hesitation or fear, only the execution of the mission and the defense of the country in his eyes.
Zhang Wannian led the 43rd Army on the march, marched secretly through the jungle, and formulated an exquisite battle plan. It is the season of spring flowers, and it is time to find the best time to fight in harmony with nature. They are like shadows that sneak in the night, both hidden and elusive.
Finally, at a moment of clouds and mist on the eve of dawn, the elite unit of the Vietnamese army, 338, approached the position of the 43rd Army and attempted to launch a surprise attack. Zhang Wannian was already ready, waiting in silence for the enemy to walk into the trap he had set.
In the slightest coolness, the sound of the Vietnamese army's footsteps was approaching. At that moment, it seemed that even the air froze, followed by a sudden eruption—artillery fire and gunfire mingled into a symphony of death.
The Vietnamese army built up confidence that they could easily engulf the small force. However, under the ingenious arrangement of Zhang Wannian and the 43rd Army, the Vietnamese army suffered an unprecedented blow. Traps were everywhere, ambushes were set up, and every enemy who fell into it was terrified.
Just as victory was about to be held in their hands, the Vietnamese army tried to make a final struggle to counterattack. At this time, Zhang Wannian was on the front line and reacted decisively: Three shots were fired, "kill the horse pistol"! These three shots are not trivial -- each shot symbolizes courage, resourcefulness, and steadfastness.
In the end, under the impregnable defense of the 43rd Army, under the bold and precise command of Zhang Wannian...