"Platoon leader!" As we were running towards Highland 239, Chen Yiyi stopped and listened for a while, then said to me: "The Vietnamese army has been chasing behind us, and there are quite a few of them... It won't take long if this keeps up."
They will catch up!"
"Second platoon leader!" Scar raised the submachine gun in his hand and said, "Otherwise... let's stay and block for a while!"
I smiled bitterly and shook my head. After the battle, Scar's team lost two people and three were injured. There were only five people with combat capabilities. How long can we hold off the Vietnamese army? In fact, we are all capable of combat now.
Less than ten, how many shots are enough for those wolf-like Vietnamese troops?
"Deploy some booby traps to slow down the Vietnamese army!" I ordered.
"Yes!" the soldiers responded and quickly took off the grenades on their bodies and played with them on the road.
This time we came out to perform the task of destroying the Vietnamese artillery positions, and we also had to march, so we didn't bring any landmines at all. But fortunately, we were pretending to be the 316A Division of the Vietnamese army. The Vietnamese army often used American melon grenades because they were better.
We hung a few of them for use (the melon-style grenade was easy to carry and could be easily deployed as booby traps), so we conveniently took a few of them from the corpses of the Vietnamese soldiers and hung them up.
Isn’t this? It can come in handy now.
Maybe the Vietnamese army was chasing too fast, or it was too dark to see the road, but the Vietnamese army didn't even notice the booby traps we had arranged in a hurry... We had just walked not far when we heard several explosions and a burst of tragedy behind us.
Call.
But... the explosion also told us how close the enemy was to us. Scar and I couldn't help but look at each other, and each could see the uneasiness in the other's heart.
Then the Vietnamese army quickly slowed down their pursuit. This is the charm of booby traps. Therefore, it can make people always doubt whether there are landmines under their feet, so they will spend a lot of time observing every inch of the land under their feet.
However... I don't think we can escape this way. The reason is that all the soldiers are exhausted. Not to mention their serious physical exhaustion? There are still a few injured soldiers who need to be carried in turns...
Don't think that there are only a few wounded that are easy to deal with. The total number of wounded in our team is only four, but each wounded person requires two people to carry it, and it is very inconvenient to carry people on this mountain road, and the speed is fast anyway.
No, so this became the main factor slowing down our march.
"Is there any other way to go?" I asked Chen Yiyi.
Chen Yiyi shook her head: "If there is a road, then there is one... If you drill into the woods nearby, you will be able to walk as long as the direction is right. It's just..."
Although Chen Yiyi didn't finish her words, I understood what she meant. We were carrying the wounded, so walking in the jungle was even more difficult, not to mention that the people chasing us behind were Vietnamese soldiers who had grown up in the jungle.
"Platoon leader!" Then Chen Yiyi asked with some confusion: "Why don't we leave the wounded behind?"
This is indeed a good choice. If we do this...the wounded who were originally a burden to us can still resist the Vietnamese army for a while, but this time it will be much worse, and we will have hope to escape the pursuit of the Vietnamese army.
But I didn't think so, I just glared at Chen Yiyi fiercely.
Seeing that Chen Yiyi was still full of doubts, I seemed to understand a little bit. Maybe this practice has become a norm in the Vietnamese army, so Chen Yiyi was surprised by our approach.
"Platoon leader!" Although Chen Yiyi's words were not loud, they were still heard by the wounded, so they all demanded: "Platoon leader, put us down!"
"Yes! Let's block the enemy again!"
"Only in this way can we save the comrades on Highland 239!"
"Put us down!"
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Some soldiers even struggled to get off the stretchers.
"Shut up, everyone!" I cursed impatiently: "I will put you down when it's time to put you down. Why are you so anxious? Isn't it easy to die? Don't cause trouble for me now, be honest.
Leave me alone!"
When I said this, all the soldiers fell silent.
It should be said that what Chen Yiyi and the soldiers said is correct. The most important thing on the battlefield is survival. If you can sacrifice a small number of people to save a large number of people, then why not do it? Why should everyone accompany you?
Waiting to die with the wounded?
However, after experiencing the last incident of sacrificing the individual to save the greater self, I knew that I couldn't stand the kind of survival similar to that of a gecko cutting off its tail, even if the soldiers asked for it.
This is not about being great, but I feel that the soldiers are all my soldiers. They believe in me and trust me. It is my responsibility to take them all out.
At this time, I couldn't help but glance at Scar not far away. Scar just smiled softly and said nothing.
I couldn't tell whether he was for me or against me, or somewhere in between...
However, I didn't have much time to think about this issue, because what really gave me a headache was how to get rid of the chasing soldiers behind me!
"Platoon leader!" Then Chen Yiyi reminded me: "Not far ahead is Pingmeng Village. I don't know what Pingmeng Village's attitude is... if we attack from both sides!"
I know what Chen Yiyi is worried about. If the guerrillas in Pingmeng Village have received information from the 316A Division and let them stop us, then we will undoubtedly have no hope of survival. This is a dead end.
But... in Pingmeng Village, I believe their connection with the 316A Division is not very strong.
First of all, before we pretended to be troops of the 316A Division and pretended not to know the passwords of the Pingmeng guerrillas, there was no problem.
Secondly, the Pingmeng guerrillas also said that they hoped to join "us" in fighting the Chinese, and asked me to give orders...
Wait, give an order?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel refreshed, and immediately ordered: "Speed up and enter Pingmeng Village immediately! Note that we are still the 316A Division of the Vietnamese Army!"
"Yes!" the soldiers responded and stopped talking, except of course a few of us who could speak Vietnamese.
"Second Platoon Commander!" Scar asked in Vietnamese: "Do you think the Binh Meng guerrillas haven't seen through us yet?"
"Yeah!" I nodded.
"Why do you think so?" Scar asked again.
"I'm not sure either!" I said, "You'll know after you try it!"
My words made Scar and Chen Yiyi stunned.
I also know that this is not a joke, try it? One bad thing is that the whole army will be wiped out. I am joking about these twenty-odd lives.
But is there any other way besides this?
Some people may think that even if there is no other way, they can fight against the Japanese. If they can kill one, they will save their capital, and if they kill two, they will make one... But I think this is meaningless. Fighting is more about achieving strategic goals.
For example, our purpose is to blow up the Vietnamese artillery positions, not to kill people. If the artillery positions are bombed, even if no enemy is killed, it will be a success. On the contrary, if many enemy artillery positions are killed but not blown up, it will still be a failure.
Kill people? Fight with your own life? Kill two and make a profit? That's just a way to comfort yourself.
Therefore, I would rather gamble with the lives of myself and the twenty-odd people under my command.
The bet is: either we will die under the enemy's gun without firing a shot, or we will escape!
Only high risks will lead to high returns. This is true for casinos and the same is true for battlefields.
It didn't take long before we entered Pingmeng Village again. At this time, Pingmeng Village had returned to its previous calm, but I knew that this calm was fake, especially after the Vietnamese artillery position was bombed... so big
It is impossible not to wake up the Pingmeng Village guerrillas with its sounds and movements, so the calmer it is, the more dangerous it is.
Chen Yiyi looked at me nervously. It was obvious that she knew this and was also worried that a large number of bullets would suddenly be shot out in the darkness and beat us into pieces. I even felt that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at me in the darkness.
Watching me, watching my every move, just waiting for us to pull the trigger as soon as there is a flaw...
I suppressed the strong psychological pressure and took a few steps forward under the surprised eyes of Chen Yiyi and the soldiers. I yelled menacingly into the darkness in a Vietnamese tone: "Wu Weiying, where is Wu Weiying? Come out right now!"
"
I remember that the village chief of Pingmeng Village, who was also the guerrilla leader, introduced himself and said his name was Wu Weiying. I hope I remember correctly.
Fortunately for me, several villagers quickly ran out of the darkness, and the leader was Wu Weiying, the guerrilla leader.
"It turns out to be Comrade Second Lieutenant!" Wu Weiying shouted to me enthusiastically from a distance: "I didn't see clearly just now, so I didn't know it was you. What happened?"
"Damn it!" I cursed and pretended to be angry: "We were fooled by the Chinese. The Chinese sent a large number of troops to pretend to be us and sneak attack the artillery position. The artillery position is already finished!
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"Oh, the hateful Chinese!" Wu Weiying said angrily without the slightest doubt: "A sneak attack... is really insidious!"
Although what I said was half-truth, I couldn't help but feel a little "really" in my heart when I heard Wu Weiying's words. What the Yue Japanese are best at is sneak attacks, but I didn't expect them to criticize us.
Of course, I didn't say these words.
I shook Wu Weiying's hand and said with a serious face: "Comrade Wu Weiying, now is the time when the motherland needs you. We need to send the enemy situation back to the troops immediately so that they can prepare, but... there are a large number of Chinese troops behind us.
Chasing us..."
"Don't worry, comrade!" Wu Weiying held my hand and replied: "The military situation is important, you can just retreat, they will let us deal with them!"
"Thank you! Thank you!" I said: "The party and the people will never forget you. I will definitely report your deeds to my superiors and ask for credit for you!"
"Come on, comrade! It's too late!" Wu Weiying kept urging.
"Good comrade!" I shook Wu Weying's hand again and said, "Remember, the Chinese are wearing our military uniforms, and there are many people who can speak Vietnamese. Don't be deceived by them!"
"Don't worry!" Wu Weiying nodded heavily: "We won't be fooled so easily!"