"Hey!" Seeing that we had not put the log on for a long time, the Yue Japanese, who was busy on the fortifications blocked by the rain cloth, were a little unhappy. One of the Yue Japanese, wearing a steel helmet, lowered his voice and shouted at us:
"What are you still rubbing against?"
"Hi!" I pretended to be exhausted and put the log down, panting and said, "Comrade, I have to give someone a breath!"
Just kidding, our logs are covered with explosives, and they will immediately find them when they lift them up.
"Breaking a breath?" The Yue Japanese whispered in a bad mood: "Will the Chinese shells give you a breath?"
"Comrade!" I handed a cigarette to the Vietnamese Japanese... Because our army did not have a large number of SVD sniper rifles at this time, smoking was not a taboo in the Vietnamese army.
As soon as I took the cigarette, the attitude of the Yue Japanese improved immediately. When I saw me distributing the cigarette to others, the Yue Japanese ordered them, "Stop and do it later!"
"Hey, it's still a good cigarette!" The Yue Japanese took a few puffs and looked at me with some strange eyes.
I couldn't help but be shocked and thought that I was careless now and forgot to hand them the Chinese cigarettes...
I think it’s wrong, we are fighting, aren’t we? Since we’re going to fight, we will definitely get cigarettes from the enemy, so it’s not surprising that I’m paying Chinese cigarettes.
So the key point should be... the two words "good smoke".
Thinking of this, I immediately replied with a smile: "I paid the goods from the Chinese a few days ago... I have to share with my comrades!"
The facts also proved that my idea was right. Yue Jian nodded with satisfaction, for fear that the rare good smoke would be wet by the rain. So he squatted carefully in the rain and swallowed the clouds and smog...
You should know that because of poverty, the Vietnamese army never regularly sends smoke to soldiers like our army. If there is cigarette in the Vietnamese army... it either buys it with your own money or seizes it from our army.
Therefore, it is normal for the Vietnamese army to have Chinese cigarettes. It can even be said that the Vietnamese army smokes more Chinese cigarettes.
But... it is precisely because of this that cigarettes are quite valuable in the eyes of the Vietnamese army. Scarce is expensive, and more importantly, this place is still a battlefield, so they need to use cigarettes to relieve stress.
So under normal circumstances, if the Vietnamese army had a pack of cigarettes in their hands, they would not be so generous to distribute them. Even if they had a share, they would be divided into some "cake tea", "mango", etc. I will send it this time.
"Big Chongjiu"...Okay, this is a bit of a big deal.
Later I found out that my bag of "Da Chongjiu" was enough for the Vietnamese army to exchange their food rations for a week, but I just split it up like this... No wonder the Japanese devils felt strange.
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Fortunately, they did not become suspicious of me, and even were grateful for my "gracefulness"... Isn't that? The Vietnamese Japanese wearing steel helmets still waved to me enthusiastically and signaled me to sit next to them!
This made me a little difficult to get on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being on the verge of being a little too early, so I bit the bullet and hid in with a cigarette in my mouth.
As soon as I sat down among them, someone immediately lit the cigarette for me. Someone even said that they were friendly and patted my shoulder... Only then did I realize that a good cigarette was in the eyes of the Vietnamese army.
A pretty good bribe.
The Vietnamese Japanese were smoking a cigarette and chatting without saying a word. I didn't dare to interrupt, because I just knew... Although I could speak Vietnamese and had fought with them for so long, I knew them
It's still pitifully few.
So in this case, if you say too much, you will definitely lose your mistake. So you put your head in a few seconds and smoked the cigarette in your hand. Seeing that the time was almost over, you threw your cigarette butt and said, "I'm going to work.
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"Good comrade!"
"Thank you for the smoke!"
...
Behind him, the Japanese thanks were heard.
But what they don't know is that what they really want to thank me is still behind...
I walked back to the soldiers' team, winked at them, and then walked forward with a log on his back and went to the tunnel... The other soldiers also understood what I meant, followed one by one, seven by eight
The logs were mounted on the feet.
Of course, the last soldier ignited the fuse when he put the log rack on...
"What sound?" We all left for a while before we heard the more and more doubts from the Japanese behind us.
The smell of cigarettes concealed the smell of gunpowder on the fuse to a certain extent, and the rain covered the "sizzling" sound of the fuse, so the Vietnamese army did not realize something was wrong until we walked dozens of meters away.
"It seems to be... the fuse..." The group of Yue Japanese immediately jumped up and flipped around like they were stabbed by needles. Soon they found the source of the sound, but it was too late...
With a loud "boom", we were just coming and we were lying down. A heat wave came from behind us. The "whisper" sound made by gravel and wood chips as we flew by, and then another
With a few explosions... So I knew that the tunnel of the Japanese was finished.
The next second I jumped up from the ground and shouted in Vietnamese: "There is a situation, it's the Chinese... don't let them run away..."
Then, I took a bunch of figures in the direction of the tunnel, following a bush.
Do you know what evil people complain first? The Japanese devils are afraid that they would never think that the person who warned first was Chinese... So they took it for granted that the people we attacked were "Chinese". So gunshots
It started to fire soon, and the first batch of bullets went straight to the group of people I was aiming at...
Immediately afterwards, several bombs of artillery shells and machine guns... This is the troops of Liang Lianjun on the top of the mountain supporting us to disrupt the enemy's sight.
So the battlefield quickly became chaotic. In this darkness, no one knew which enemies were and which ones were. They were like a pot of porridge... But what about us? We were lying on the ground and sneaking around at this time.
The road I came back to the side of the high ground.
It seems not very difficult to do this. First, because we can move forward quickly in this battle. When the Japanese saw it, they thought we were surrounding the flanks. Second, because we had landmines before we came.
The location is marked, so you can easily pass through the minefield.
The difficulty lies in how to distinguish yourself from us... You must know if there are really Japanese devils following us behind us? Then should we fight or not?
So before the war, I made a special password with Scar, who was on the cover mission...
"Who?" Scar always screamed at us when we appeared on the flanks of the highlands.
"We are the Vietnamese People's Army!" I shouted at Scar: "Stop the gun and don't kill it!"
"Don't shoot..." Scar shouted from the opposite side: "Let's surrender!"
OK... If the Vietnamese Japanese heard this, they would be stunned. There will be such a good thing in this world? The "Vietnam People's Army" in the open shouted in Chinese to the China Team in the dark.
If you don’t kill the gun, then the person who was accused of surrendering?
But in fact... this is our password.
Then some people might say...If the Vietnamese army really came up, wouldn't they be shouting like this?
First of all, there are indeed many people who speak Chinese in the Vietnamese army, but not many people who can speak fluent Chinese without accents. And... Anyone who can call themselves the "Vietnam People's Army" when they come up
, especially when they identify chaos in this darkness, when they hear the Chinese dialect coming from the opposite side, their first reaction should be to shoot a shuttle with a gun...
My method really worked. A Vietnamese team came up between Bayonet and Li Zuolong. They might have determined that Bayonet was Chinese, so they chased them all the way. They shouted at us.
After the order, they were indeed shooting with guns... but they were not our opponents who had been prepared for a long time. A dense range of bullets was easily solved.
Only then did I see Li Zuolong coming up with a wounded soldier and his soldiers to meet us... This guy is indeed a family-trained man. He can still walk vigorously in the mud with a soldier on his back...
There is no need to think about what happened next. Scar and his men buried a few landmines on the road, and then waved his hand and retreated towards our position.
When they returned to the position, the company commander and other soldiers were waiting for us nervously in the position. When they saw us, they came up enthusiastically and asked, "How are you? How many casualties?"
I couldn't help but be stunned. I was just rushing to escape along the way and I hadn't come yet to count the casualties! However, all three squads have returned, so the casualties should not be large.
Sure enough, only Li Zuolong was killed and injured in one of his squads, and the others were intact.
"Good fight!" Captain Luo patted my shoulder: "I was worried that you would have at least half of the casualties! I didn't expect that there was only one death and one injury..."
"Platform leader, company commander!" At this time, Li Zuolong walked up to us with a shameful face and said, "You should punish me... I, the squad leader, failed, and the other squads brought their soldiers back intact.
It's only me..."
"Squad Leader!" I interrupted Li Zuolong and said, "The tunnel you are responsible for is the farthest from the evacuation point, and of course it is the most dangerous. I think... If you weren't coming back with the injured soldier on your back, you wouldn't be just a dead person.
There are so few injuries!"
"Yes, squad leader!" Captain Luo also patted Li Zuolong's shoulder and said, "You have performed very well, and the squad leader is also very competent... When fighting, casualties are inevitable!"
Indeed, casualties are inevitable... But this statement is not so easy for the injured and sacrificed soldiers. (To be continued...)