The next day, Hong Yan met Wang Baoyi, Guo Jinsong and others, and reminded him not to appear his name in the report. The two immediately objected and resolutely disagreed, claiming that they would never embezzle the merits of their comrades-in-arms.

"Alright! Uncle Wang, Brother Jinsong, I believe you are telling the truth. But, you know what? First, what is the use of me asking for this? Second, how do you explain how I went to war? Third, what about the aftermath of this? Actually, I've already told Grandpa Wu, please rest assured. The four irons of life: together through the window, together with a gun, together with prostitution, together with the spoils. We carried guns to the battlefield together, blocked each other's bullets, and were brothers in life and death. In this life, they are brothers in life and death, the most iron brothers in life and death! ”

Hong Yan said with a smile. The words of the "Four Irons" in later generations are still very lethal.

"Okay, brother of life and death!" Guo Jinsong grabbed Hong Yan's arm, hugged him in his arms, and patted him on the back.

But did Wang Baoyi go from deputy captain to Uncle Wang to brother? "Carry guns to the battlefield together, block each other's bullets, be brothers in life and death for life, well, be brothers in life and death for life! Haha, good brother! Wang Baoyi laughed and was no longer reserved.

Guo Jinsong let go of Hong Yan. Hong Yan smiled and said, "That...... Uncle Wang, the seniority can't be messed up......"

"Roll the calf, how many years younger is Jinsong than me? And that Zhao Mengsheng and Liang Sanxi, you treat them like big brothers? Isn't it with me? Wang Baoyi's eyes widened, and he didn't want to.

"Then I'm welcome, I'll call you Brother Baoyi in the future!" Hong Yan is self-sufficient, although Wang Baoyi is a few years older than his father Hong Jianguo. Speaking of which, Hong Yan's current mental age is comparable to Wang Baoyi's.

"It should. Jin Song called the brothers, go over there and talk about it! Wang Baoyi commanded.

Guo Jinsong went to call the comrades-in-arms of the two squads to discuss the narrative of this operation, and they had to unify their voices and distribute their merits. The sacrifice of comrades-in-arms is naturally prominent, and the credit for serious injuries is not small. As a matter of fact, the results of this operation should be discussed, which is quite rich, and it is not an exaggeration to talk about collective first-class merit, and as for individual merit of at least third-class merit, it is indispensable.

"Brother Guo, you can sort out the family information and mailing addresses of the two squads, the rescued soldiers and the sacrificed comrades, and give me a copy." Hong Yan finally gave Guo Jinsong a task that was not big or small.

"Okay, now I'll start registering. The situation of those rescued soldiers is in the hands of Captain Wang, and it is enough to copy a copy. Guo Jinsong readily agreed.

Hou Chengzhi immediately ran to the battalion headquarters to ask for the manuscript paper. After the division of labor is clear, it will be completely completed in about ten minutes.

A sumptuous lunch, all the members in the battalion headquarters are like a holiday, but unfortunately the barracks are not allowed to drink. Wang Baoyi and Guo Jinsong privately said that they had emphasized to all the members of the two teams that they would never say what they should not say on the battlefield, and they would not take the initiative to say what they could say if no one asked. Hong Yan nodded and smiled and didn't say anything more.

After lunch, Wu Dehou returned to report on the basic situation of the operation. Hong Yan confessed to Shi Yanbin alone, and he will talk about it when he comes back! Wang Baoyi took the two comrades-in-arms who were born and died to send him to the bottom of the mountain, and repeatedly advised: "Be careful in everything, everything is based on safety!" ”

They didn't know where Hong Yan was going or what he was going to do. After many years in the army, you will know what you should know, and don't ask if you shouldn't know. However, they know very well in their hearts that with Hong Yan's skills, the world is so big that they can go anywhere.

Hong Yan set off again without washing. Although he was alone, the road south was not lonely. Yesterday was the way home, and today is the journey. The road ahead is long, and the enemy situation is slim. The body is a child's heart, but it has run to four. All actions are paid by themselves, and all consequences are borne by themselves.

Except for the lack of weapons and the standard warrior attire, Hong Yan moved forward lightly. On the way south, Hong Yan waved casually, and a car stopped to take a ride. However, he also underwent several examinations and cross-examinations. In times of war, security is a given.

After getting off the bus, Hong Yan continued to move forward with a team of former migrant workers. Migrant workers are nervously transporting daily necessities. After Hong Yan showed his ID, he was able to walk with them. It was already dusk when I arrived at the situation where I had fought a few days ago. The weather turned cloudy, and it looked like heavy rain was coming. It was at the forefront of the Western Front. Naturally, there was no need for him to alarm the fighters of the 113th Regiment who were defending here.

Former migrant workers are a very important group in the self-defense and counterattack war. The vast majority of them were militia and educated youths in southern Xinjiang, and they also participated in the war in the early days of the war. Some of them served as guides to guide the way, and many of them did some menial work for the troops. In fact, it is quite hard and dangerous to say that the former migrant workers may step on a landmine during the march, may encounter a sneak attack by the Vietnamese army, and may also be injured by the Vietnamese army who pretend to be dead when cleaning the battlefield. They transported supplies and the wounded, and also collected the bodies of our soldiers. The corpses of Vietnamese soldiers were also disposed of centrally. Therefore, although these former migrant workers do not personally carry guns to fight for the life and death of the enemy, they do hard work, tiring and dirty work, and their lives are also in danger.

The former migrant workers generously took out their food to share with Hong Yan. Hehe, it's just some compressed biscuits or something. Hong Yan was very moved, and politely took a small piece and swallowed it with difficulty with the fairy garden water. They were quite curious about Hong Yan's age and couldn't help but ask. Hong Yan smiled and said, "I'm just a little smaller, but I'm over 18 years old and an adult. They couldn't help but sigh: "Why don't you grow taller?" ”

It was the end of the first lunar month, and it was dark at night. Hong Yan said goodbye to the former migrant workers one by one and thanked them for their hospitality.

After sending Hong Yan away, when they were about to rest, they found that there were more than a dozen bulging packages in the tent. Confused, they opened the package and found it full of sweets and gleaming stainless steel kitchen knives. Recognized points out that the package is a nylon textile bag. They didn't know why, they didn't know the source, and after some deduction, they unanimously decided that it was related to the little warrior just now.

Then there's the tempting array of fruits, vegetables and a couple of canvas rain tents. Feeling that the breeze was gradually rising and the heavy rain was coming, more than a dozen former migrant workers who had calmed down hurriedly chose the terrain according to their memories during the day, supported rainproof tents, dug waterproof ditches, and moved grain and other materials that were susceptible to moisture into it first. They went to the nearest company again for help, and the troops sent a platoon over, and the two sides worked together for nearly two hours before the rain finally got it done!

"Boom Fall...... "Lightning flashed, thunder rumbled." "The wind is blowing wildly, and the rain is pouring in....... More than a dozen former migrant workers sat in the tent, watching and listening, worried about the "adult child" who left alone: "Where did he go?" Is there a place to shelter from the rain now? ”

When the heavy rain came, Hong Yan had already touched the Jingmeng Bridge. Although the bridge was blown up by him, there are still some piers. From time to time, flares are fired from both sides of the Waibo River, tearing through the darkness of the night. Hong Yan flashed out of the defensive position of the 113th Regiment, avoided the fire at the bridgehead, and quickly jumped over the broken bridge and stepped onto the southern bridge deck. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the dark night of the south. None of the remnants of the fighters on either side were captured.

Hongyan can only go along the road. The 345th Division was completely annihilated, the Meng Bridge was bombed, and the rescue in the south was of no practical significance. Judging by this, the Western Front had no intention of going further south. Therefore, the defense on the south bank of the Waibo River is not very strong.

Hong Yen has a map of Vietnam in his hand, so he doesn't have to worry about getting lost and the road. The Red River runs northwest and southeast in Vietnam, almost in a straight line from Lao Cai to Hanoi. After the Red River flows through Ampeh, the terrain in front of it becomes low and flat. Hanoi is located in the North Vietnamese Plain. Once the North Vietnamese Mountains are breached, Hanoi is in no danger. This is precisely the reason why Hanoi was shaken after the army of the Eastern Front conquered Lang Son.

Hong Yan did not alarm the defenders on the south bank of the Waibo River and passed through the three-layer defense line. There are quite a few defensive points on both sides of the road. Since the war has not expanded, these defensive points will not cause any damage to our fighters, so there is no need for him to alarm.

Although Hong Yan was in Vietnam for more than ten days, no less than 100 Vietnamese soldiers died directly at his hands. When an arsenal exploded, it drowned 100 people. However, he was not a cruel and murderous man. In his previous life, his experience was quite distant from the war. He was able to learn about the heroic sacrifices of the soldiers from newspapers and radio, and later watched film and television works and records of the soldiers' personal experiences reflecting the war. What you see and listen to is the same thing as what you feel. If you are not on the "scene", you will never feel the reality of the "scene".

However, at this time, Hong Yan was at the "scene", but because of decades of experience and his own "high above", he would not kill the killer unless he had to. This is precisely the reason why the Vietnamese soldiers around him are just put to sleep.

Although it will not target civilians, it is okay to engage in sabotage or something. Route 7 runs along the Red River, occasionally crossing small rivers and streams, or passing through steep mountain walls. A small river of this width, such as the Waipo River, is met every few tens of kilometers.

When the heavy rain came, Hong Yan happened to come to a bridge. He stunned the guards at the north end and planted explosives. Then he stunned the soldiers in the south, and planted explosives in the middle and in the south. In line with the principle of "taking from the more and using the more", Hong Yan is not afraid of wasting explosives or anything. The entire deck of the bridge was blown off in the raging river. Well, if Vietnam wants to repair the bridge, then it will have to make a lot of efforts.

More than 200 meters away from the bridge, Hong Yan waited for a few minutes, and there was a flash of fire in the north of the bridge, in the middle of the bridge, and in the south of the bridge, and then there was a dull explosion. Suddenly, a bright serpentine lightning flashed across the southern sky, and the "click" thunder rolled through the night sky, and heavy rain poured down. The raindrops the size of beans in the shadow of the car lights are connected in a line, and this road is impossible.