"How are you going to fight?" Scar then asked again.
"Just just fight the ambush!" I replied, "Then what else can I fight? I guard the main road to the east, and you guard the small road to the north and south, how about?"
"This is no problem!" Scar nodded: "The question is whether you have ever thought that the Vietnamese agents may look like the People's Liberation Army when they leave the village. In addition, it is dark, then..."
Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but be stunned and said intimately that this ginger is still so hot! Why didn't I expect this... Scar was right, the agents of the Vietnamese army came out to fight infiltration wars, so let's go to ambush like this,
Although we are prepared to fight but not, if we are together in this dark night, how can we fight? Maybe we who are going to fight will end up like a three-company
After fighting for a long time, I came out to see it when dawn was dawn - I almost all of them were my own...
After thinking about it, I said to Scar, "Otherwise, we will pass on the orders. All the soldiers are lying down and are not allowed to stand up, nor are they allowed to clean the battlefield, and kill all the people standing.
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"It's done, you..." Scar thought for a while and felt that this method was indeed feasible, so he patted my shoulder and said, "Not bad! It's a good idea, let's do it like this! I'll give a sip on those comrades who died in the evening
Anger!"
"Yes! Let's breathe for them and let's breathe for us!" I replied, and my two big hands were immediately held tightly together.
That night, I and Scar divided into two groups and took the soldiers to Kuangmeng Village and lurked.
The station is only twenty minutes away from the scheduled lurking place. In order not to let the Vietnamese agents find any clues, we walked carefully and walked and stopped until more than forty minutes before we arrived at that entry.
The main road of the village.
It is said to be a big road, but in fact it is just a mountain road that can accommodate two or three people walking side by side. Under the stars, it extends into the village like a python. The village is full of bamboo buildings and wood built by ordinary Vietnamese people.
Next to the room are layered crisscrossing rice fields and ditches, and occasionally you can hear a few sounds of cows and dogs barking...
This is also the characteristic of Vietnamese mountain villages occupied by the People's Liberation Army.
Just imagine, we don’t know how many days we haven’t eaten a bite of hot rice and fresh meat. If other countries were in our position, we would have rushed to the village to get some chickens and ducks from the villagers.
I snatched all the cows and other things, and then talked about it after a meal.
However, Chinese soldiers are not like this. The superiors still rigidly asked us to implement the "three major disciplines and eight points of attention", and still asked us not to take every needle and thread from the people... But the Vietnamese army took advantage of our situation and put a large number of people in a row.
The agents lurk among the common people. They are ordinary people during the day, and at night they are armies...
After arriving at the scheduled location, I immediately arranged for the squad leader to direct his soldiers to lurk on both sides of the mountain road.
My arrangement is like this. Wu Zhijun and I were ambushed in front with a squad. Our mission is to serve as a sentry to provide alert for other troops, and the other is to cut off the enemy's retreat in battle. Squad 2 and Squad 3 are one left.
The one on the right lurked at a distance of more than 100 meters away from us. These three classes formed a circle of encirclements for the mountain roads.
Since our company has seized a lot of weapons in several battles, these weapons were originally to be handed over. However, the superiors considered that our company had outstanding achievements in combat and allowed us to leave the weapons for self-arrangement, so most of our company was a new addition.
The supplementary soldiers came up, but the weapons they caught were all automatic weapons such as Type 56 submachine guns or AK47s. With such firepower configuration, I, a person who has fought, are not worried at all. Because I know
As long as enemy agents enter this encirclement, it will basically be the end of our army's complete victory.
However, I thought so, but those soldiers who had just added up didn't think so. This can be seen from their rapid breathing and pale faces.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but curse in my heart: I also said that these supplementary soldiers are all veterans. What kind of veterans are they? They are just like those new recruits...
The soldiers and I scattered each other and found a suitable position to lurk. As time passed, I found that this battle was not as simple as I thought.
The difficulty mainly comes from the difficulty of lurking. It is easy to say but difficult to do. Because I was worried that the Vietnamese military agents would set up a few secret whistles in the village, I gave orders before I set off.
All warriors are not allowed to speak or move during their lurking periods.
Since the order has been sent, I, the platoon leader, will naturally play a leading role. By the way, this is the hardship of being a platoon leader and a company commander, whether it is high or low, or not, this benefit is not good at all.
If the order issued by the superior is not completed, we will be the first one to find. The soldiers below are staring at each other, waiting for us cadres to take the lead...
Isn't this? It's a torment for someone who is so active. It would be great if I had a computer or a mobile phone, and I could spend time, but these are obviously all
Fantasy. There is nothing in front of me except the weeds that sway in the mountain wind.
It's okay to be bored, but endure it will pass quickly. What's even more unbearable is that this insect cannot be called. Needless to say, the mosquitoes are always flying around in our ears, looking for everything they can
The chance to attack us is even more painful. At this time, we can't drive away, so we have to let them stare and bite on our naked skin. After a while, it hurts and itchy, and I hate that I'm so angry that I'm biting my teeth.
It sounded straight. If it weren't for the fact that I was so worried that I would be ridiculous to go back empty-handed, I would have ordered the team to withdraw and return to the camp.
The other bugs are pretty good, no matter they crawl around on their bodies, but sometimes these guys will drill into the clothes along their collars and cuffs...that will be painful. It would be fine if they drill under them, use some force or
He moved his lower body slightly and crushed it to death. If he was drilling on his back... he had to let it scratch it. People who had not experienced it personally naturally would not know the pain.
I have watched such lurking situations in modern movies and TV, and then I wonder what this is? It’s only when things really happen to me that I realize that it will make people crazy.
Sometimes I even hope to fight a battle quickly or simply die under the enemy's gun!
They are all inexperienced! When I come to lurk next time, I must tie the cuffs and collars tightly with a rope!
However, it is not entirely a disadvantage to have these little bugs. First, it can strengthen our patience, and second, it can also remind us not to fall asleep. If someone can still fall asleep in this situation, then I think of him
The patience of his ability can almost reach the level of becoming an immortal.
After waiting in pain for more than three hours, my patience was gradually corroded by the surrounding bugs and mosquitoes, and the soldiers also became resentful from the initial excessive tension. This could make me suck from time to time from around me.
You can hear the sound of breath and humming.
I looked at the Shanghai brand watch on my wrist and pointed my hand until late at night.
Maybe this Vietnamese agent will not act tonight. I thought so in my heart. The Vietnamese agents have been attacking our positions around 12 o'clock during this period, and now they are already one... So I
I thought of quitting the team.
Actually, I know in my heart that I no longer have the patience and energy to stay here, so I found an excuse for myself that it is not an excuse.
But after thinking about suffering the sins of this night, I went back without any gains. Moreover, I was unwilling to accept this method of lurking around the village. If I just went back like this, it would be a slap in my mouth.
So I gritted my teeth or endured it.
Fortunately, I did not order the team to be terminated at this time, but after a while, I saw several black shadows carrying hoes in the telescope...
It's late at night now, and someone went down the field so early?
I immediately blew a few breaths according to the code of two short and one long, notifying the squad leader of each squad to prepare for the battle.
This walkie-talkie was specially prepared for this operation. It was originally good that the intercom could be equipped to the company. But we were equipped to the class... This is the benefit of the Hero Company who won the battle. Now we can say that we need guns and guns.
, if you want food, you have equipment, you have equipment... But unfortunately, the good equipment is almost the same, and we can't even bring much stuff.
After a while, the intercom echoed in a long and short manner. It was the class monitors of each class who told me that I had received the order. In an instant, the entire ambush area became quiet, and the sound of gasping and cold air was gone, and the muffled groans were gone.
Only the insect was still chirping silently, and the mosquitoes were still buzzing in our ears...
I slowly raised the sniper rifle in my hand and looked at the shadows coming out of the village through the scope. After observing for a while, I became more and more convinced that they were not ordinary people, because they were looking around all the way, and sometimes they were interested.
Walking up the grass beside the mountain road for a while, then turning back to your head.
Obviously, they were not going to farm in the fields, and they came out to detect if there was any situation outside. Fortunately, the ambush circle we arranged was still a little far from the village, otherwise they might have seen the clues.
After a while, the black shadows waved to the village, and soon a group of people ran out of the inside, with a hug of more than twenty, some were wearing military uniforms and people's clothes.
, but everyone was holding submachine guns. Needless to say, it was definitely a Vietnamese agent.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel ecstatic: I worked hard all night this night and finally didn't waste it! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.