"Company commander!" I said: "I want to know the number and number of the enemy, as well as...the headquarters of our army..."
I feel insecure. In fact, as a platoon leader like me, even if I know the enemy's situation and the deployment of our army, it will not make any difference.
"The enemy's number and number are not known yet!" the company commander replied: "But the troops of our army..."
The company commander lowered his head and searched for a while on the map, pointed to a location and said: "Here, 528.3 Highland, the main force of the regiment has followed my company and deployed near 528.3 Highland!"
"The superior's idea is..." the instructor added: "If the enemy wants to attack our position, they should first fight for the commanding heights, that is, the focus of the attack will be on 528.3 Highlands, which is about 1.5 kilometers away from 239 Highlands, so the superiors
The main force of the regiment was arranged in and around highland 528.3. The superiors considered that our company's combat effectiveness might be compromised due to the large number of new recruits, so... they arranged this relatively safe highland for us to defend!"
At the end of the sentence, I felt that the instructor's words were a bit harsh, so I realized: The superiors did not arrange us to this high ground that was considered unimportant because they considered that our combat effectiveness would be compromised. In fact... because I was there.
, our company has undoubtedly been the best performer since the war began. Needless to say, the real reason is because of our previous "mutiny", so the superiors have to guard against us and worry about what problems may arise in our company.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart: That's fine! Anyway, I don't want to die in a war and become a hero. I arranged an unimportant high ground for us to guard. I'm happy and it's not in a hurry!
Later I realized that I was wrong, and very wrong.
The reason is that the superiors seriously misjudged the strategic intentions of the Vietnamese army. What the Vietnamese army wanted was not to fight with us. They just wanted to cooperate with the 345th Division to attack Lao Cai via the road, so they had no intention of attacking our defense line.
The most important thing is to reach the street, and the first thing to bear the brunt is Highland 239 that blocks their way...
Of course, these are all things for later. We don’t know this now. Instead, we are grateful to our superiors for taking care of our company, and at the same time, we are honestly preparing for battles that are not "important" according to orders, without knowing the crisis at all.
It's slowly approaching us.
After the meeting, I finally had time to hide in the trench and take a nap, but the weather in Vietnam is really unbearable. It’s as hot as a roast pig during the day, and it’s so cold at night
My whole body was shaking, and I was shivering from the cold blowing from all directions before I slept for a while. Looking at the soldiers around me, they were all in the same situation, and no one could sleep.
I tried to hide in the cat cave to avoid the wind and cold, but the smell of curling up and being bitten by mosquitoes was not good. After a while, I came out dejected, preferring to be cold outside. Several soldiers suffered from the cold.
They hugged each other to keep warm. Some soldiers even collected some dead leaves and thatch to cover themselves, but that didn't seem to have any effect. Everyone's teeth were chattering from the cold, even Scar...
Chen Yiyi seemed to be used to the weather in Vietnam, so she just tightened her clothes and didn't care. She even asked me: "Platoon leader, are you okay...do you want...I'll give you the military uniform!"
I glanced at Chen Yiyi and couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "What the hell! I usually tell my girlfriend this when I'm trying to pick up girls. Now it's the woman's turn to say it to me..."
"Platoon leader!" Xiao Shitou was trembling nervously while complaining to me: "What are we doing? There is not a single ghost guarding this wilderness..."
I don’t know how to answer, because I cursed harder than a pebble in my heart: What kind of bullshit is this, superiors? They should have clearly investigated the temperature difference between day and night in advance. The troops are fighting during the day and marching at night... even if they have to rest, they still have to suffer.
How can you still fight if you are bitten by a mosquito?
"Behind us is Lao Cai, and in front is Sabah!" Scar, who was not far away, explained: "The place we are guarding is called Dai Nai, and it is the only way for the enemy to reinforce Lao Cai. But don't worry, the place ahead is
The commanding heights are supported by the main force of our group..."
"What? The place we are guarding is called Daino?" I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard this.
What the old man said flashed in my mind: "On the day we arrived at Daino, we were attacked by enemy forces. It was the 316A Division, the devil's ace unit of the Japanese, who took advantage of the darkness to lurk in front of our army's position.
Then, they launched a charge at dawn, catching us off guard and almost losing our defense..."
Look at the sky that is about to break in the east... Doesn't that mean that the Vietnamese army is about to launch a charge? Just now I thought there was no ghost here. Could it be that the enemy has already arrived? And he is also lurking in the thatch in front of us.
Ready to charge?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but stand up one by one. Then I jumped up from the trench, set up the gun, and loaded the gun as fast as possible.
When the soldiers saw my nervous expression, they all grabbed their weapons and pointed them in the direction of the road, and soon whispered to wake up the other soldiers.
"Get ready for battle!"
"There's a situation!"
…
The orders were passed down one after another, and soon all the soldiers set up their guns in the trenches.
However, we waited for a long time and found no movement. In the dark night, the biting cold wind was still blowing the thatch, and mosquitoes were buzzing around us.
Nothing seems out of the ordinary...
"How's it going? What did you find?" Scar asked me from the side.
I shook my head and replied: "I didn't find anything, but I feel there is an enemy!"
"What?" The instructor who hurriedly ran up was a little dissatisfied when he heard what I said: "Feeling? I just feel like I didn't find anything... I mean the second platoon leader! You must be neurotic!"
"Eh..." The other soldiers also relaxed their vigilance after hearing this.
"I'm talking about Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" the instructor said nonstop from the side: "The Japanese are powerful, but there is no need to act like a frightened bird! It made all of us nervous for a while, didn't it? Have you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?
?This wolf screams too much. When the wolf actually comes, no one will believe it! If a recruit soldier makes this mistake, it is excusable, but you are a platoon leader! You have to lead by example
…”
No matter what the instructor said, I still raised my rifle and stared at the thatch in front of me.
The company commander also came up. He first asked everyone to quiet down, and then asked on the intercom: "Observation post, is there anything going on?"
"Nothing is wrong! Everything is normal!" The night was very quiet, so you could hear the voice coming from the walkie-talkie.
"Buck up and be alert!" the company commander said and put down the walkie-talkie.
"Withdraw!" The company commander patted me on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter, it's always good to be careful on the battlefield!"
But I still held my sniper rifle and didn't move. No matter what the comrades said about me, or how the soldiers looked at me, I felt that there was something wrong with the grass on the opposite side.
I have a feeling that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at us in the grass, and they will rush up and tear us into pieces at any time...
However, until now I haven't noticed anything is wrong, nor can I find where they are hiding.
"Platoon leader!" Wang Kechang seemed a little embarrassed to be looked at by the soldiers, and secretly pulled the corner of my clothes beside him.
I frowned, wondering if I might be too suspicious, so I took a long breath and prepared to put away the gun.
But at this moment... I suddenly understood what the problem was - there was something wrong with those thatch moving in the wind. Their undulating grass waves were not so harmonious. They should have been layered like waves, but these waves
But it will be broken in the middle...
What is it that breaks these waves? There is only one explanation, and that is that there is someone under the thatch, and someone is pressing down on the roots of the thatch!
So I immediately raised the gun, looked through the scope at one of the wave breaks, and then fired a bullet with a "bang" sound...
Everyone jumped up in fright at my shot, and they set up their weapons in front of the trench again as before.
But... there was still nothing! No screams, no wailing!
Did I guess wrong? Or did I miss it?
Later I found out that I had neither guessed wrong nor missed. The enemy was actually hiding in the grass no more than two hundred meters away from us. My shot also hit an enemy soldier, but he gritted his teeth.
Silent...
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. The instructor couldn't help but get a little angry and scolded me: "What are you doing? Who told you to shoot randomly? What if other troops also misunderstood?"
"Company commander..." At this time, a communications soldier carrying a walkie-talkie hurriedly ran up and asked: "The call from the regiment headquarters, asking why the shooting was going on, is there anything going on..."
Our location was less than 1.5 kilometers away from the main force of the regiment. In addition, gunshots could be heard far and clear in this silent dawn, so the gunshots immediately alerted the regiment headquarters.
The company commander glared at me fiercely, took the phone and said: "Report, nothing happened! It was a comrade's gun that went off...Yes...I will let him pay attention..."
But before he could finish speaking, I raised my hand and fired two more "bang bang..." shots. This time the company commander was so angry that he slammed the microphone and cursed loudly: "Are you done yet?"
You...guard..."
But before the company commander could finish his words, the whistling of several artillery shells rang out in the sky, and then the patch of grass I was staring at suddenly sprang out from the patch of grass camouflaged with turf, and they were densely packed everywhere.
They were all holding out gleaming bayonets, shouting and rushing towards our position as fast as possible!