Chapter 242 The Sharp Knife of the Whole Army

The camera man immediately said: "I am a sincere person, and what I say is true." Isn't Ruan Jiatai now taken away by the squadron? It shows that he is a loser. Since the strategic point is lost in his hands, can't we still say about him? If his fortifications on Ruanjiatai were also built so well, with such good terrain, with abundant weapons, and with the high morale of our army, how could he lose his position? ......, Commissioner Huang, you have arrived at the war report on the loss of Ruan Jiatai, is there a detailed explanation in it? ”

Huang Jianhuan was so uplifted by the reporter, Huang Jianhuan's heart was sweet, but he was very unhappy on the faces of the soldiers escorting the reporters, so he had to suppress his smile and replied very calmly: "There is only one sentence in the no intelligence report, that is, Ruan Jiatai is lost, and we are ordered to strengthen our vigilance." ”

At this time, the camera man said with emotion: "Commissar Huang, after I came out of the headquarters, I also ran to many places, and I have never seen such a tightly guarded place like yours. You, you support each other here, protect each other, there are artillery, there are tanks, I believe that the Chinese even have three heads and six arms can not rush. I have learned from you the soul of our Vietnamese army. ”

The sharp-faced soldier made a vomiting action unknowingly, and said in his heart: I really can't come out, Chen Yao, this guy is so disgusting that he even said the soul of the bullshit army.

The big man Zhang Jian also tried his best not to laugh, walked to a cannon, touched the rain cloth, and said deliberately sourly: "Their vigilance is not very good, it's all at this time, and even the cannon body is not exposed, in case there is an enemy situation in front, will it be too late?" ”。

The voice was not loud, but it was enough for Huang Jianhuan's entourage to hear.

The entourage knew that Zhang Xie was jealous, and he said very generously: "It's completely in time." Now we have sentry posts everywhere, and as soon as the squadron approaches, we can find out. Don't take off your armor now, but the cannon will be able to fire three minutes after discovering the enemy. The main locations around have been marked to shoot the Yuan, and at most only one spin is required. The reason why the gun jacket is not taken off is because the air here is extremely humid, and the use of gun clothing can make the gun last longer. You're not an artilleryman, you shouldn't know, right? ”

Zhang Jiang said: "You think I'm a fool, I don't know this nonsense? ”

The attendant said, "You said it yourself, I didn't say it." In fact, a soldier has a record of whether he is good or bad. In the case of dominance, they also lost their positions, no matter how you say it, you can't say that they are not smart, you can't say that they are not stupid, right? ”

"You!" Zhang Jian was furious.

The attendant smiled generously, ignoring Zhang Jian's anger.

The "contest" between the two was just a small episode, and it did not affect the investigation, visit, and explanation of this group. Moreover, these quarrels with little contradictions made the Vietnamese army even more convinced that this group of people was their own, otherwise how could they dare to quarrel?

The eight people who pretended to be the Vietnamese army were Guo Zhuocheng, Chen Yao, Deng Zifeng, Zhang Jian, Sun Xingguo, Song Jun, Chen Chunfang, Chen Peng and others ♀. So much so that Guo Zhuocheng boasted in a telegram sent to the military headquarters of the 5th Army and the general commander of the Eastern Front Army that he would take Heishidu before 3 o'clock in the morning.

Guo Shucheng's braggadocio made Chen Yao, who was the first to come up with an idea, feel like fifteen buckets of water - seven up and eight down.

However, from the present point on, the situation is not bad, and they have not only entered the center of the position smoothly, but also gained the full trust of the number two person in the position.

Under the leadership of Huang Jianhuan, Chen Yao and Chen Peng, two fake reporters, blatantly pointed at the various fortifications of the position. Chen Yao kept pressing the shutter, and other impostors such as Zhang Jian and others were constantly "appraising" these fortifications on the side, listening to the Vietnamese army boasting about how scientific and impregnable these fortifications were.

When the Vietnamese troops on duty on the positions arrived at them, not only did they not suspect them, but they all smiled, and many officers and men even took the initiative to take them to their anti-artillery holes in the underground tunnels, constantly boasting that the tunnels were cleverly and firmly set up.

When they spoke, they all consciously or unconsciously regarded Zhang Jian and the others as losers who had lost Ruanjiatai's position, and their faces always showed a smug look, and they also spoke with a sense of superiority.

Zhang Jian and others pretended to be angry, but they laughed happily in their hearts, and constantly scolded the stupidity of the Vietnamese in their hearts.

It was only after night that the earth was completely enveloped, and when the smell of food came from the village, they went to the battalion command post to eat under the leadership of Huang Jianhuan.

It is said that the reporter and others have worked hard all day, and when they come to be guests, Huang Jianhuan, as the host, should not take them around, but should arrange for them to rest. But Huang Jianhuan didn't want to miss this opportunity, because he kept hearing that reporters were going to interview the Qingtong detachment, so he was very happy that these uncrowned kings patted their butts and left. Therefore, he pretended not to know the other party's hard work, took them to kill time in the position, and delayed their departure as much as possible.

When it was getting late, and the reporters didn't have dinner, Huang Jianhuan was very proud, proud of the success of his plan: finally left them behind, ate well with them in the evening, sent some souvenirs, and asked them to write an article with positive reports. Hehe.

Poor Huang Jianhuan naturally didn't know that he had fallen into the other party's calculations, and he didn't know that the other party was going to stay here, ready to give him and his companions a generous gift - a knife in their hearts!

The banquet was held in a brick house in the middle of the village.

Vietnamese villages are similar to those in remote China, they are poor ♀, and although the brick houses are not tall or imposing, they stand out from the crowd in a village surrounded by thatched houses.

Two sentries stood at the door with their heads held high, and before they entered the house, Guo Zhuocheng and others found that there were two secret sentinels in the corner of the house, one of which was hiding behind a garbage heap, and the other was hiding in a tattered clay jar, covered with some banana leaves.

On the steps, they were warmly greeted by the battalion commander and two officers of the Vietnamese army. After a brief introduction and a few pleasantries, everyone entered the hall together.

Two tables of sumptuous meals had been arranged, and the dishes on the innermost table were obviously more upscale than those on the outside table, and there were also three bottles of liquor on the table, where the officers and reporters sat on the table ♀, and the table on the front of the table was for several escorting soldiers and accompanying soldiers, and there was no liquor on it.

The owner of the house did not arrive and did not know whether the house was public or private property.

Everyone is really hungry, especially Guo Zhuocheng and others, they haven't eaten a good meal since last night, they all nibble on compressed biscuits and drink cold water.

Now when I see such a sumptuous dinner, it is like drowsiness touching a pillow, and I start eating and drinking without much politeness.

Vietnamese officers and soldiers were also hungry. In order to retain journalists, they deliberately postponed dinner. Seeing the reporter throw off his arms and eat, they did not give in anymore.

There were six people sitting in the chief, the chief and deputy battalion commander, member Huang Jianhuan, the commander of the tank company, and two fake reporters, Chen Yao and Chen Peng. Chen Yao sat in the first place, Li Zhiming, the battalion commander, and Chen Peng, a fake photojournalist, sat on both sides, and the tank company commander sat opposite Chen Yao at the bottom.

There were eight people sitting in the second seat, except for Guo Zhuocheng and other six people, plus two accompanying personnel: one was the deputy member of the battalion, the other was the deputy company commander of the artillery company, and the soldiers who served everyone stood against the wall.

In order to maintain the elegance of the intellectuals, the two "reporters" Chen Yao and Chen Peng deliberately maintained their eating appearance, slowed down the pace of eating as much as possible, and at the same time accosted the Vietnamese army from time to time, and from time to time talked about what they had seen and heard in Ho Chi Minh City, and talked about some interesting facts ...... the newspaper.

Soon, Li Zhiming, the commander of the Vietnamese army battalion, also called Chen Yao and Chen Peng brothers, as for suspicion, there was no doubt at all, from the time they came in to the present, this word has not flashed in the minds of these Vietnamese officers at all.

After eating for more than an hour unconsciously, the surrounding villagers, who were accustomed to going to bed early and getting up early, fell asleep one after another, and some soldiers began to prepare to rest.

Everyone had eaten almost enough, Chen Yao, who was sitting in the chief seat, shook his hand and said: "Battalion Commander Li, Commissar Huang, I can't drink anymore, I really can't drink anymore, I get dizzy when I see this thing, it's really because of your politeness, I only drank two glasses, and now I don't know the figure." ”

Huang Jianhuan said with a smile: "People who say they are drunk are definitely not drunk." You and our Battalion Commander Li are fellow countrymen, so you should drink more. Don't worry, tomorrow we promise to help you find the Qingtong detachment. Maybe tomorrow we won't have to look for them. Reporter Hu, I salute you, come, do it! ”

Chen Yao said: "No...... No...... No more. I let them ...... They ......," he said, staggering to his feet, pointing to Guo Zhuocheng's table, and said with great strength, "You guys...... You guys...... Come and thank Camp Commander Li and thank you...... Thanks to Huang ...... Member Huang warmly received and respectfully ...... Toast them, one cup, one toast each, come, come, come......"

The six people on Guo Zhuocheng's side pushed each other for a while, and then elected Deng Zifeng and Zhang Kuiren.

After the two fellows were chosen, the modesty that had just appeared on their faces disappeared at once, and their eyes were full of joy, and their eyes stared at the wine bottle without blinking, like misers who had arrived at jewels, and they quickly stood up and said, "Okay, good, let's toast the chief......

The swift movement was obviously not intended to toast the chief, but apparently because he was glad that he had the opportunity to drink.

Their greedy drunkard appearance caused several Vietnamese officers to laugh, and the happy laughter spread far away.

The two of them walked over a little impatiently, their eyes fixed on the bottle, and they looked eager to pour it directly into their mouths. Deng Zifeng picked up the wine bottle from the table, shook the cap with his teeth, spit it on the ground, and suddenly said: "What kind of wine is this, it doesn't smell of wine at all, you ***, deceitful?" ”

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