"Battery Commander Yang, right?" While sitting in the jeep, a cadre responsible for receiving me frivolously flipped through the documents in his hand and said without raising his head: "I am the combat staff officer of the 445th Regiment of the 149th Division, my surname is
Liu, my superiors ordered me to be responsible for the on-the-war training of your battalion! Let me first talk about the rules of on-the-war training. You must not leave the training base without permission without permission. Live-fire training must be applied to the superior for approval, and the training must be carried out strictly in accordance with the designated projects and procedures..."
"Wait!" I said: "Comrade, are you mistaken? We are not under the command of any troops!"
Staff Liu flipped through the documents in his hand and couldn't help but say "Oh": "The Beijing Buzai School is here... No wonder!"
I don't know what he meant, but it's obvious that he had a little disdain in his tone.
Later I found out...Staff Liu treated us as if we had just graduated from the school and went to the battlefield to experience life! From this point of view, our superiors did not give us too much information about our troops...
...I think this is also for the principle of confidentiality.
Then Staff Liu stared at the document for a while, glanced at me with an incredible expression, and then smiled contemptuously, saying: "Do everything to meet the logistics needs of the troops... Is it a big deal? Captain Yang
, Do you know that our troops on the front line are still short of medical treatment and medicine? You just came up and asked us to meet all your logistics requirements!"
OK... Now I understand. He treats our troops as master soldiers, and he is in charge of soldiers!
But I don’t want to explain more to him. Anyway, the donkey was pulled out by a horse, so there was no need to say anything more.
The convoy drove forward along the bumpy road for dozens of minutes. Soon he turned into a training base guarded by several sentries... In fact, it was the base. There was nothing but a few broken houses and broken tents.
The reason why the outside was surrounded by a wall was not because he was worried that someone would come in and steal things, but because the people would be injured under the live ammunition training of the soldiers.
But this is normal... The purpose of the troops here is to adapt to the climate and environment of the battlefield, right? If you have a good meal and a good living here, then you can adapt to it!
So on the first night we experienced the hardships of going to the battlefield. If we had no place to live, we had to build it ourselves... But this is still a little bit for us. We are not the first new recruits to go to the battlefield. In addition,
In Beijing, there were also systematic training for camping in several months, so each unit consciously used the southern Vietnamese army as the imaginary enemy, and each drove his own artillery, cars, and tanks into the enemy's artillery fire and hid it. Then he arranged the Ming Dynasty.
Shou, secretly whistle, build fortifications and arrange firepower points... Only after doing these things start to set up tents.
Of course, if there are landmines, the position should be blocked with mines. Unfortunately... in order to ensure transportation safety on the train, we have never distributed ammunition on the road, so we can do it almost as long as it is done.
Looking at the orderly movements on our hands, Staff Liu couldn't help but exclaimed and looked at me with some surprise... The expression on his face seemed to be saying: I can't tell that I really have two hands.
I just smiled softly and said to myself... I'm afraid that what surprises you will be even more will be behind. If you know what our troops are doing, I'm afraid you will be scared to death!
But of course I wouldn't tell the purpose of this trip so early for the sake of face... Just kidding. If the Yue Japanese knew about it, I would have prepared early? So, in addition to Zhao Jingping, Ding Chengdong and other limited staff members,
Others were unaware of it.
Therefore, the adaptive training of the soldiers actually started on the night we arrived at our destination. And I naturally don’t need to consider what to do afterwards, how to train, how to recover physical strength, etc., those are advised.
We will do it for you. What Zhao Jingping and I have to care about is how to fight in the future!
"The information given by the superiors is not detailed enough!" Zhao Jingping looked at the information about Banwang sent to us by Commander Zhang, and frowned and said, "There are only the terrain, landforms, and information about the 320th Division here.
And the past few attacks by our army... but did not mark the strongholds that the Vietnamese army had exposed, the areas that could be covered by artillery fire, and some dangers that superiors did not notice!"
Of course, what Zhao Jingping is worried about is right. Anyone who has participated in the battle knows... The troops often have some prejudice when reporting the combat situation upwards. This does not mean that the soldiers fighting are not realistic... and report and other things.
It is not something that can be controlled by the soldiers. In addition, people also have the nature of protecting themselves. For example, when defeating a battle, they will deliberately increase the terrain and equipment to emphasize that their failure is understandable, and when winning a battle, they will
I will emphasize how brave he is...
Therefore, reading reports and information often makes it impossible to truly understand the situation on the battlefield.
"You can learn about these from the 505th Regiment!" said Ding Chengdong.
The 505th Regiment is the one currently stationed in the Banwang area to confront the 5th Regiment of the 320th Division of the Vietnamese Army, so of course you have to find them to understand these situations.
"Leave this question to me!" The King of Chuang volunteered: "I am an artillery staff officer. I am more sensitive to some targets that can be eliminated with artillery fire. Let me go to the 505th Regiment to communicate with them!"
I agreed quickly without thinking too much. I was afraid that no one would be more suitable for this task than the King of Breaking.
Originally, I thought this task was not difficult, I just needed to bring a document to the frontline soldiers while chatting, reading and recording, right? But I didn’t expect that the King of Chuang returned in a defeat the next day...
"Battery Commander!" The King of Chuang reported to me embarrassedly: "The soldiers of the 505th Regiment refused to say it!"
"Why?" I couldn't help but wonder: "They don't believe in your identity?"
"No!" The King of Chuang shook his head: "As soon as I went, I revealed my identity to the Second Battalion stationed on the front line. The Second Battalion Commander also called the command center to verify that this is not a problem!"
"Why is that?"
"They said... if you want to know the information, you have to buy it with money!" The King of Chuang looked like a rooster who was defeated.
If this is compared to skills or something, then the King of Chuang is not afraid of people... But when it comes to money...
"There's something else!" I couldn't help but curse, "I have to buy it with some information?"
"They said... it's okay to use cigarettes!" The sentence added by King Chuang behind me made me laugh and cry.
"Have you found their superior?" I asked.
"Why haven't you found it?" said the King of Chuang: "I have even found the regiment commander, but the regiment commander can't do anything to them... The regiment commander also said... These experiences and intelligence are exchanged for soldiers' blood and lives for their exchange.
Some of the experiences were obtained from the previous group of troops with money. Now the soldiers just want to get some benefits, which is not an exaggeration..."
"What the hell is this!" I couldn't help but feel angry and funny. This war has become a commodity for trading.
"The regiment commander also said..." The King of Chuang continued: "The soldiers all died on the battlefield several times. It was useless to force them, and they were forced to force them into a hurry... They simply said they didn't know,
Or give false information...what can anyone do with them?"
Although this is not very pleasant, it is reasonable.
And I seem to have heard from the old man about this... I don’t know which group of troops started this trend, but it soon spread across the troops.
The next batch of troops will come to take over the defense... Okay, take the position! If you want to know where there are landmines or where there are castles, I'm sorry, I have to exchange them for things.
And if the things given are not given, it will not be enough to make the original troops unhappy... For example, the old man encountered such an accident. The troops in front pointed to a bridge and said, "The enemy's mortars are aiming at this bridge! Zhu Yuan
It has been set up long ago and will be beaten as soon as someone is there, so you must pass quickly with a low posture!".
As a result, the old man and his subordinates passed by the bridge for more than half a month... In the end, he found that it was nothing at all.
So this matter becomes quite tricky... The best solution seems to be to give money.
So I asked helplessly: "How much does they... want?"
"This is not necessarily!" The King of Chuang replied: "For example, the shooting targets of artillery soldiers are charged for individual items, and they also have to be charged for the secret and importance of the stronghold!"
Damn! I couldn't help but curse, then the information in the entire area is not astronomical? And who can guarantee that this information is true? Under the temptation of money... someone will inevitably make up some information for the sake of interests
, in the end, it is still hard to tell whether it is true or false!
No wonder the army would lay off one million in a few years after that, once they sacrificed their lives on the battlefield... If such a trend continues to develop, the troops will still be able to fight!
"Otherwise!" I said: "Anyway, our troops are still conducting adaptive training now, so you can take a few more people to the position to observe!"
"Battery Commander!" King Chuang said in embarrassment: "When we observe... the Japanese devils may not be able to shoot guns or shoot cannons, and they can't even observe anything!"
This is also said... Unless we can stay here for a few months before taking action, the information we learned will only be the tip of the iceberg.
"Let's do it!" I said, "Let's go and see if there are any other solutions!"
"Yes!" King Chuang nodded helplessly.
But saying that's it... I have no confidence in tomorrow because I know very well that the regiment commander is right... Anyone who fights on the battlefield can be said to have died several times, so as long as they don't want to...
...No matter what order or threat it is... it will be useless.
I never thought that... the first blocking stone in this mission was not the enemy, but my comrades-in-arms. (To be continued...)