"Comrade!" The leader of the "People's Liberation Army" waved to me and shouted to me in Vietnamese: "Don't be nervous, we are our own!"
So I confirmed that they were indeed Vietnamese troops, and... they seemed to regard me as one of their own. Only then did I remember that I was wearing clothes of ordinary Vietnamese people, so I thought to myself I was lucky, if this happens
If she hadn't changed into the clothes of Vietnamese people by accident, I'm afraid they would have secretly killed her immediately...
I didn't dare to be lazy at that moment, and I bent over and ran to the leader of the Vietnamese army very wisely. Speaking of which, I really don't like doing this, and I feel so guilty... What if they see the flaw? But what if they see the flaw?
What can I do? Run away? I'm not stupid, doing this will only make me die faster!
"Comrade!" the leader of the Vietnamese army asked me in a low voice: "Where are you from?"
It can be seen from this that the Vietnamese army is very careful, and I also noticed that his right hand has been pressed on the thorn at his waist. As long as my answer is a bit wrong, he will immediately touch my neck.
Come on for a moment.
"People from the old street!" I replied in Vietnamese: "No. 17, ** Street, right next to the Public Security Bureau!"
Of course I am aware of this, you know...this is the place I just searched. For me, who can understand Vietnamese, it is not difficult to distinguish and remember some of the main buildings.
"Yeah!" The Vietnamese soldier saw that I could speak fluent Vietnamese and answered without any flaws, so his suspicion disappeared and he nodded and asked: "Where are the Chinese soldiers stationed? How many are there?"
"They have a group in school!" When I said these words, I realized that I had become a traitor. It should be said that the concept of traitor had just entered my mind.
"Yes!" The Vietnamese army nodded with satisfaction: "It's the same as our reconnaissance, comrade, follow behind and teach those Chinese a lesson!"
Hearing this, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It turned out that they had known about this situation for a long time. If I had tried to lie to them just now... I'm afraid I wouldn't be alive anymore.
"What should I do?" I thought as I followed these Vietnamese troops. It seemed that I had betrayed my comrades just now and led the enemy to my comrades!
but……
I looked at the Vietnamese troops around me. There were only about forty people in total. It was just a strengthened platoon. Using one platoon to deal with one regiment of our army? This is too ridiculous!
Thinking of this, I felt more relieved and felt a lot less guilty. I even felt that the Japanese were just showing off their bravery. To use a platoon to deal with a regiment was not to risk death.
However, I thought of the Vietnamese Japanese too simply. I should have thought that the Vietnamese army were all veterans who had been fighting for more than ten years, so it was impossible for them to do such a "death" thing.
The school in Lao Cai is quite large. It is said that this school was built with Chinese funds during the era of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Vietnam. On the one hand, it is for the children of Lao Cai to attend school, and on the other hand, it is also used as a training facility for Chinese Vietnamese troops.
's base.
Yes, we Chinese soldiers used to be the teachers of the Vietnamese army. Guerrilla warfare, mobile warfare, etc. were all taught by the Chinese, but now it seems that the Chinese soldiers are not as good as the Vietnamese soldiers in these aspects.
It is precisely because this school is a semi-civilian and semi-military building that it became the best place for our army to camp.
At that time, I followed the Vietnamese army towards the school helplessly. I was just thinking about how to find an opportunity to escape. Otherwise, if a fight broke out... wouldn't it be unfair to let one of my own people be beaten to death?
Suddenly the team stopped, and then someone gave an order: "Get ready for battle, be careful, only speak Chinese!"
I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard this... Only allowed to speak Chinese?
I really heard it right. It was true that only Chinese was allowed to be spoken. Even the order I heard was in very pure Chinese.
Chinese language, People's Liberation Army uniforms... I seem to understand what these Vietnamese Japanese want to do.
I vaguely remember something the old man said: "The Japanese Japs are called Yin! They know that our army's identification is chaotic, so at night they pretend to be the People's Liberation Army, hide in the dark and shoot at us... Our soldiers have no
From experience, if someone is frightened like this and starts beating them up randomly without distinguishing right from wrong, then at dawn...the ones they hit are all my own people!"
After pondering for a while, I took advantage of the opportunity and hid behind the team... Although I didn't know what to do, there was always nothing wrong with hiding behind the team. If I were in front, I might be forced to attack me.
The team is shooting!
The Vietnamese Japanese might have thought that I was just timid, which might be nothing to a militiaman, so they didn't care.
"Bang bang..." The battle soon started with the sound of gunshots.
Those Vietnamese Japs were shooting randomly while shouting in Chinese:
"If something happens, the Japanese invaders are coming for a sneak attack!"
"The devils are in the north"
"There are also ghosts in the south."
…
The People's Liberation Army soldiers were indeed fooled, and because it was too dark, they were worried about being ambushed and did not dare to come out easily, so they just stayed in the camp and did not dare to come out, firing their guns into a chaotic mess, including occasional mortars, grenades or
It's the explosion of a rocket launcher...
Looking at this scene, I couldn't help but be stunned. I really didn't expect that just a few Japs and a not-so-smart method could stir up such a big storm. This caused our troops to waste a lot of ammunition.
, what’s even more powerful is that bullets and artillery shells hit randomly will inevitably cause accidental damage to the troops.
"What should I do?" I hid behind and asked myself.
"Escape?" To be honest, this was the best time to escape. The enemy's attention was completely focused on the People's Liberation Army position in front. From time to time, he would poke his head out and fire a few cold shots and throw a few grenades.
Would you care about an insignificant person like me?
but……
Can I leave in this situation? Can I watch my comrades fall into chaos or even be killed by the Vietnamese army without doing anything?
So can I still be considered a human being?
But if you don’t leave, you have to choose to fight... Are you kidding? Although there is a large army of our army not far away, and the overall number of our army is much larger than that of the Vietnamese army, but in this local area, I am alone against forty
Several Vietnamese soldiers! Even though I was behind them and they were completely unprepared for me, if I was discovered by them after firing a shot, it would not only be useless, but it would also cost my life!
So...I want to kill the enemy, but also not be discovered by them!
At this time, I remembered a movie I had seen in modern times, in which the protagonist rode on the explosion of a cannonball and fired, so that even the enemies close at hand did not notice his presence.
So I raised my rifle and pointed it at a Vietnamese soldier who was shooting wildly with a machine gun, and waited quietly! Wait!
With a "boom" sound, a shell exploded nearby. Almost at the same time, my index finger suddenly pulled the trigger...
It’s done! My heart was filled with ecstasy! I didn’t hear the gunfire, but I saw the machine gunner shuddered and fell into a pool of blood. The other Vietnamese soldiers didn’t even know that the bullet that killed him came from only two people behind him.
It was shot from a distance of more than ten meters...
But having said that, if it wasn't only about twenty meters away, I really doubt whether I could hit him!
The deputy shooter of the Vietnamese army pushed the machine gunner away, took the machine gun and started firing again. Naturally, I aimed my sights at the deputy shooter again!
I didn't have time to think too much. When a grenade exploded nearby, I pulled the trigger again without hesitation. As a slight shock came from my shoulder, a bullet flew out and killed the deputy shooter.
Knocked to the ground.
Then another shot knocked down a Vietnamese soldier who was huddled behind a tree and preparing to throw a grenade...
At this time, a Vietnamese soldier not far away with an AK47 in his hand looked in my direction warily, so I quickly realized that I had made a mistake - the Vietnamese soldier hiding behind the tree could not be caught from the front.
Killed by flying bullets!
I quickly pulled my head down, hoping to get through in the dark night. But what happened was that the Vietnamese soldier was a careful person. He looked at the Vietnamese soldier's injuries behind the tree and quickly judged from the angle of the wounds.
Without saying a word, he walked towards my position with a submachine gun.
Obviously, he has become suspicious of my identity.
I originally wanted to hide like this...but then I thought about it and felt that it was wrong. Hiding like this didn't seem to be an option. I was still wearing the military uniform of the People's Liberation Army. If the Japanese invaders came to me, it would not be difficult to find my flaws. So.
My only way to survive seemed to be to kill him first...
Thinking of this, I took two deep breaths, turned over and put the rifle up, but before I could take aim, I found that the Vietnamese soldier had already fired a grenade and was about to throw it towards me.
It's over now! I was stunned on the spot, thinking only of the scene where I was blown up by a grenade...
I deserved my life. Just when the Vietnamese soldier was about to throw the grenade, there was a sudden "boom" and a shell exploded next to the Vietnamese soldier. The Vietnamese soldier flew into the air.
Naturally, the grenade flew to nowhere.
After a while, I calmed down and looked at the other Vietnamese soldiers. They were all in a hurry to shoot in the other direction and didn't even notice the movement here, so I breathed a long sigh of relief.
When I hid in the invisible body again, I found that my hands and feet were still trembling. This was the first time that I was so close to death. This moment passed so slowly that I almost stopped thinking; this moment again
It went by so fast, so fast that I didn’t even have time to react...