Originally, I thought that it would take a lot of trouble to get to our position on the top of the mountain. After all, we were wearing the military uniforms of the Yue Jap, and we came up with the Yue Jap. So how could the comrades on the top of the mountain easily believe us?
Unexpectedly, a loud shout came from the top of the mountain: "Is it the commander of the first platoon, the commander of the second platoon?"
It was Company Commander Luo calling, and I quickly responded: "Company Commander, it's us! We're back!"
Captain Luo laughed heartily: "Good boy, I was just wondering why these Vietnamese Japs were so unbeaten. I was wondering if you guys were back and causing trouble behind my back, but I didn't expect it to be true!"
The group of people returned to Highland 239 without any danger. As soon as they met Company Commander Luo, he enthusiastically patted me on the shoulder: "Have the Japanese artillery positions been touched?"
"Touched off!"
"I knew it!" Captain Luo nodded and said with a smile: "You can see the flames of the Japanese artillery positions from far away, and the Japanese Japanese are also attacking our high ground like crazy. How about it? There is an artillery battalion..."
"More than one artillery battalion?!" Scar laughed: "There are more than two artillery battalions, there are more than thirty cannons. If you add mortars...then there are three artillery battalions!"
Hearing this, Captain Luo couldn't help but be speechless: "There are so many? Then how can you, twenty or so, eat them all?"
"Company Commander!" I said feebly: "Can you report later and let us take a rest first?"
"Hmm!" The company commander was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and ordered: "Rest, everyone rest where you are!"
With a gasp, upon hearing this order, our team all fell to the ground like bone chops. I also sat in the trench and felt that my whole body was exhausted, and I didn't even have the strength to open my eyelids.
Chen Yiyi, who could fight and run, was a little overwhelmed at this time. I don't know whether she was too tired or intentional, so she leaned against my arm and fell asleep.
I took a peek at the soldiers around me, but not many seemed to care... It was at night, and we were all covered in blood and mud. Unless we looked carefully, we really couldn't tell whether Chen Yiyi was a boy or a girl.
Besides... this person was so tired that she wouldn't think about the differences between men and women, so I just let her go and let half of her breasts rub against my arm.
It's just that her breathing was rising and falling, and the soft flesh leaning on my arm was tightening and loosening, so I became a little distracted.
This man, no matter how tired his body is, once his desire is aroused, it will burn like a fire in his heart. Once the fire burns, it will have new energy and strength. At this time, I can't wait to hug Chen Yiyi into the grass.
After completing the Fa-rectification, I had a good sleep.
But I know this is impossible, not only because the conditions do not allow it, but also because I have not forgotten that this is a battlefield, nor have I forgotten that the Vietnamese army is at the foot of the mountain. They will attack again at any time... So, what I need is to rest.
, what is needed is physical strength!
Thinking of this, I could only forcefully suppress my desires, close my eyes and release the fatigue from my body. As a result, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and my consciousness became more and more blurred...
I don’t know how long I slept, but for me... it was just a short while, but when I opened my eyes, I found that the sky in the east had gradually turned a bit whiter. I looked at my watch and realized that I had just closed and opened my eyes.
For more than two hours.
"Hey! Wake up..." A smiling face appeared in front of me. It took me a long time to recognize him as the company commander as I had just woken up.
"Tell me some good news, comrades!" the instructor said to us with his hands on his hips in high spirits: "I just received a telegram from my superiors. Our army has successfully defeated the 345th Division of the Vietnamese Army and occupied Gantang! We have won.
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"What? We have already won?" I still couldn't believe this fact.
"Yes!" the instructor waved and said: "Comrades! The superiors highly praised our victory and affirmed our results. The regiment leader said: Without us, the Second Company would not have won this victory.
Our Second Company is the key to this battle and the number one hero!"
"Okay!" cheers suddenly erupted from the battlefield.
Then I wasn't as excited as the soldiers. The reason was very simple. I didn't care about honors or heroes. Those things were worthless to me. I only cared about whether I wanted to fight or not.
Will the Vietnamese army attack again?
"Company commander..." I looked towards the foot of the mountain and asked hesitantly: "You mean...the Vietnamese army failed? They won't attack?"
"Yes!" Captain Luo nodded affirmatively: "The strategic purpose of the Vietnamese 316A Division is to cooperate with the 345th Division to attack Laojie. Since the 345th Division has been defeated by our army, the Vietnamese 316A Division cannot attack again.
It’s lost its meaning, hasn’t it?”
"Then why haven't the Vietnamese soldiers retreated?" I raised my telescope and looked at the foot of the mountain again, convinced that I could still see the Vietnamese army.
Company Commander Luo also raised his telescope to observe, and then said easily: "Maybe the Vietnamese army has not received the order to retreat!"
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or something, but I always feel that the Vietnamese army has no intention of retreating. On the contrary, I think they will launch an attack...
Attack? Probably not. As Company Commander Luo said, attacking has no meaning anymore, right? Would the 316A Division of the Vietnamese Army do such a meaningless thing?
In fact, I also wanted to believe that the Vietnamese army would not attack again. It could even be said that I also hoped that the result would be as the company commander and instructor said, so I no longer insisted on my own ideas.
"Here!" The soldiers were already passing cigarettes to each other, or drinking water from cans, looking as carefree as survivors after a fierce battle.
In fact, both Company Commander Luo and the instructor made a mistake at this time, that is, they must not conclude that the battle is over and won until the last moment. This will relax the tight nerves of all the soldiers and will also
Let the soldiers come out of the war state, and it will make the soldiers think they have won, but when they suddenly have to face a more dangerous and fierce battle... they cannot accept that kind of strong psychological contrast.
However, it seems that we cannot blame them. First of all, it can be said that neither Company Commander Luo nor the instructor has command experience. More importantly, the original order given to us by our superiors was to hold on until our army conquered Gantang, and even the commendation from the regiment commander was used.
When the telegram came, it was normal for the company commander and instructor to tell us the news.
But the battlefield is a battlefield, and the battlefield will not change its results and direction just because of extenuating circumstances.
"Platoon leader!" Wang Kechang ran to me excitedly and asked, "I followed you to fight so many Japanese soldiers, and I also blew up the enemy's artillery positions... Then I should be able to redeem myself this time and make meritorious deeds!"
"It turns out that the thief came here because he deserved his crime!" The soldiers around him immediately seized this opportunity to tease Wang Kechang.
The scholar asked with great interest: "I wonder what our thief stole and was caught?"
"You think...could it be women's underwear?"
With a cry of coaxing, the soldiers burst into laughter.
If you think... the heroes fighting on the battlefield spend their free time discussing party building or how to fight the enemy, then I'm afraid it's a little different from reality.
People on the battlefield are under pressure that ordinary people cannot imagine, so we rarely discuss things on the battlefield when we are free, and because we have not seen women for many years, we often turn to women without saying a few words.
I can’t see you anymore, so I’m joking and trying to lighten up some of the pressure.
However, we also have Chen Yiyi in our team, which is pretty good, and because of Chen Yiyi, the topics in this area have been reduced a lot when chatting.
"Don't worry, thief!" Scar raised his head and drank a few sips of water, put down the water bottle and wiped his mouth, and then continued: "This time, you will not only be guilty and meritorious, but you will definitely become a fighting hero this time.
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"Really!" Wang Kechang didn't dare to raise his head after being teased for a while, but now he asked excitedly: "Platoon leader...can I really become a fighting hero? When I go home...the folks won't do it again
underestimate me?"
"Don't worry!" Scar nodded firmly: "As long as you stop doing those three hands, who will dare to look down on you? You have a military medal hanging on your chest!"
Wang Kechang felt so happy when he said this, his face flushed with excitement, and he wished he could grow a pair of wings and fly home.
"Platoon leader!" Wang Kechang seemed to have remembered something after a long time, and came to me and saluted: "Platoon leader, I... I want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to get this credit at all.
Maybe...maybe my little life is just gone..."
"Go!" I slapped the brim of Wang Kechang's hat and cursed: "This battle is not over yet. It's not too late to thank me after you return home in glory!"
"Yes!" Wang Kechang saluted me again with a standard military salute.
I don't know why, but I always feel that this battle will not end so easily, and this victory will not come so soon, so I always feel a little uneasy in my heart, and I can't explain what is going on.
At this time, there was a faint "rumble" of motor sounds at the foot of the mountain.
The scholar said excitedly: "Listen, the Japanese are about to retreat, and their cars are coming to pull people away!"
"Yes!" Xiao Shitou continued: "The Yue Jap was beaten by us until he ran away with his tail between his legs!"
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But I didn't think it was a Vietnamese army car. As someone who has played with cars, I knew from the sound...the motor was powerful and powerful, not something that a lightweight thing like a car could produce.
The sound is more... more like a bulldozer. Of course there will be no bulldozers on the battlefield.
That's... a tank!
Thinking of this, I suddenly stood up from the trench and put the rifle up...
"Platoon commander, what's wrong?"
"Is there something wrong?"
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One by one, the soldiers also set up their guns in the trenches, but I knew that not many of them thought anything would happen.
I looked through the sniper scope at the foot of the mountain. The road was entangled with jungles, and the jungles surrounded the highlands. A layer of mist lingered scatteredly over the roads and jungles, adding a bit of mystery to the battlefield.
The sound of the motor is getting louder and closer...
Then, just as I expected, a long gun barrel stuck out of the mist, the barrel of a tank.