Every night, the 61-year-old can't sleep a lot of times in the well, he thinks about his children and wife. But he told Li Moyang that he had called his son two months ago, which made him happy until now. Lao Sun was smiling when he talked about his children.

Lao Sun felt that living in the well could give him a motivation to support himself and fight for his own house.

"These days are coming to an end, and the judge of the court told me that I could win the case this year." Lao Sun rolled up a cigarette for himself, took a deep breath and said, "Win back the house, I will find a nursing home, go there to live, give the house to the child, and I will be satisfied in this life." "

From time to time, the police and the chengguan team members asked Lao Sun about living in the well, and Lao Sun remembered that one of the chengguan team members said to him: "Uncle, why are you doing this, go back and think of a way." "

For this kind suggestion, Lao Sun always smiled bitterly and didn't say anything: "I think I won't live here anymore soon, maybe just this year." "

The most empress said: "You are young and don't know the way, many people live in these wells, and there are about seventy or eighty people around me!" "

Li Moyang was very surprised when he heard this.

Before Hu Shengsong could buy anything to eat, Lao Sun left, and he was busy wiping the car above, so he simply ate something, turned around and left the well.

Li Moyang continued to ask: "Uncle Zhao, can you tell me the origin of your big tea jar?" "

"Hehe, it's not worth mentioning." Uncle Zhao's hair was gray, and a hint of ruddy appeared on his face at this time, and his eyes looked at a place in the well, as if he was recalling something.

"Tell me, we juniors like to hear this."

"Ha Luha, okay, I'll talk about it. This is the prize I gave out when I participated in the Vietnam War meritorious service, the enamel tea pot, you can take a look. "

Uncle Zhao handed the big tea jar to Li Moyang, and Li Moyang took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The teapot has fallen porcelain in many places, and there is some dirt, but the words are still bright red: "The heroes of the Laoshan Battle commemorate." "

"Have you ever participated in the Battle of Laoshan? Great hero! "

Uncle Zhao smiled: "What a hero, the superiors gave an order, our division went directly to the front line, and when we went up, we would fight in turn, and it would be good to survive." "

"Uncle Zhao, I mean, since you are a heroic model, why are you like this?" Li Moyang asked cautiously, for fear that the old man would be sad.

Uncle Zhao was silent for a long time. Li Moyang handed over a cigarette, Uncle Zhao lit it and smoked it, and only spoke in a half-loud voice: "We achieved results in that battle, but unfortunately, our battalion commander Tian died because the prisoner opened fire, and I was also injured in order to protect the battalion commander, and my thigh was disabled." I was the deputy battalion commander at that time, and I was given a punishment for killing prisoners, and I retired and went home, and I was not treated at all until now. "

"Tell me in detail, our juniors haven't participated in any wars, and we're curious."

As soon as Li Moyang finished speaking, Hu Shengsong came down and came over with some cooked goods and snacks, as well as a bundle of beer and a few bottles of Erguotou.

Putting down the things, Hu Shengsong turned around and left, he was very surprised that Li Moyang could stay down there.

After a few sips of Erguotou, Uncle Zhao came to the spirit and talked about that legend.

The border war between China and Vietnam in the Lao Son area has entered its second year. Old Mountain Front.

Tian Jiren, commander of the first battalion of the 596th Regiment, led 17 members to carry out a surprise attack on the 212 heights, and completely annihilated the defending enemy on the 212 heights in one fell swoop.

Chapter 57 The direction of Lao Son was relatively silent, and the Vietnamese army, which had suffered a heavy blow, did not abandon military operations against our defense line.

The Vietnamese defense line was intertwined with our defense line, and some of them were condescending on the terrain, which put great pressure on our position. Especially in the 396 highlands east of the Panlong River, it is full of natural caves and has complex terrain.

The Vietnamese army took advantage of these unique favorable conditions to entrench in it, built strong fortifications, and hoarded a large number of weapons and ammunition, and at the same time echoed with the three unnamed heights on the flank, forming a three-dimensional cross-cutting defense system.

Taking advantage of the terrain, they firmly controlled several positions on our army's defensive line, and as long as there was any change in our army's positions, the Vietnamese army's firepower on these heights would respond, posing a great threat to our army's positions in the vicinity.

In view of this, our army decided to uproot these heights in order to reduce the pressure on our army's defensive line. After preliminary study, the division headquarters decided to use the 1st Battalion of the 596th Infantry Regiment as the mainstay, and at the same time to participate in the pull-out operation with other troops.

After accepting the mission, Tian Jiren, commander of the first battalion of the 596th Regiment, immediately formulated an operational plan, and at the same time sent core personnel to cooperate with the division's reconnaissance company to carry out many hidden reconnaissance on the surrounding highland front.

According to the information returned from the reconnaissance, Tian Jiren, commander of the first battalion, drew up a detailed operational plan, and organized sand table deductions, joint exercises, and coordinated drills in accordance with the operational plan.

On the eve of the attack, each member of the combat team was given sufficient rest and relaxation, and at the same time, brand-new military uniforms were distributed, and photographs were taken, which were sealed in everyone's files together with the written suicide note, and a photo was taken.

sacrificed, left for his family as a permanent memorial, and came back, left for himself as a permanent memorial.

At dawn on D-1, the first battalion of the 596th Regiment was divided into a search team, a two-wing alert detachment, an attack detachment, and a grassroots commander.

In order to capture the prisoners, the reconnaissance company directly under the division also entered the position to standby, but was discovered by the Vietnamese army in the process of entering the position, and the Vietnamese army immediately opened fire on the position where the reconnaissance company was located.

The 1st Battalion, due to its position at the front and well concealed, was also blocked by Vietnamese artillery fire, and decided to stay where it was. The Vietnamese army then carried out a prolonged artillery bombardment of the area, and one battalion and company concealed in it were tortured. But due to good concealment, there were no casualties. Subsequently, the Vietnamese army saw that there was no movement in our positions, and the shelling gradually subsided.

It was night, and the sky was pitch black with showers.

Each unit began to move towards the starting point of the attack, with an average weight of more than 30 kilograms on each team member, crawling forward step by step on the muddy and rugged mountain road, and many of the team members' clothes were scraped to tatters by the sharp corners of the rocks, and some of them were even scraped bloody.

Some soldiers fell from a 7-meter-high cliff into a crack in the rocks, and for fear of being exposed, they endured the severe pain without saying a word, climbed up and continued to move forward. Some fighters even risked their lives in a minefield to open up a 15-meter path......

Six hours later, all the units secretly occupied the starting point of the assault only a few dozen meters away from the Vietnamese position, and smoothly carried out, and the assault detachment and the interspersed detachment continued to advance in five directions according to the predetermined assigned tasks, and secretly engaged the enemy. Sneaked down five meters in front of the Vietnamese army's cantonment hole, and touched into the place where it was only separated from the Vietnamese army by a trench......

In the early morning of the D day, with the roar of rocket artillery, the battle began on time.

Our army's large-caliber artillery group and rocket artillery group bombarded the 396 and its surrounding highlands indiscriminately, and the mud, fortification fragments, and human stumps set off by the artillery fire flew all over the sky, and then smashed down heavily.

A few minutes later, the artillery fire of our army began to extend, and the command "Tarzan" issued an order: "Skyhawk" attacked! The stealthy assault team leaped to its feet and charged upwards with the extended artillery fire.

The scouts and engineers in charge of the unnamed heights on the south side cut off the six communication lines of the Vietnamese army, and at the same time quickly seized the surface positions on the unnamed heights on the south side, blocking most of the Vietnamese troops in the cantonment holes.

On the western heights, the fire dragons of the Pyros sprayed at the recalcitrant Vietnamese firing points from time to time, and a large number of Vietnamese troops turned into char in the mournful cry.

After more than 50 minutes of fierce fighting, the surface of the five offensive directions was basically controlled by our army, and the Vietnamese troops on the entire 396 and its surrounding heights suffered heavy casualties, most of the fortifications and firepower points carefully arranged by the Vietnamese army were destroyed, and incomplete corpses, guns and ammunition were scattered around.

In the face of the powerful offensive of our army, the remnants of the Vietnamese army could no longer make a frontal resistance, and were forced to retreat into the cave to continue the confrontation with our army.

Uncle Zhao stopped here as he spoke, tears slid down his face, and the black ash on his face washed out of the ravines.

Li Moyang admires it very much, nearly 30 years have passed since this battle, and Uncle Zhao still clearly remembers the time, place, establishment and staffing and the names of personnel, this is simply a living military history!

However, the name Tian Jiren, the commander of the first battalion, often appears in Uncle Zhao's mouth, and Li Moyang feels very familiar when he hears it!

Uncle Zhao had already entered the state at this time, and said in a choked voice: "After occupying the surface, the assault team immediately transferred to the second stage of search and suppression. The battalion commander, Tian Jiren and I, each led an assault team to assault from both ends of the cave, killing more than a dozen Vietnamese devils and capturing six prisoners alive. But ......"

Uncle Zhao raised his head and took a sip of wine, and sighed: "However, we were too careless, victory was imminent, we were all too careless, we were not carefully searched, a Vietnamese prisoner used a pistol hidden in his arms, killed the battalion commander Tian Jiren, the prisoner was killed by me on the spot, and the rest of the prisoners were killed by my order." "

"Damn, you've been punished for this? When I retired and returned to my hometown, the local government didn't arrange anything, so I just got by? "

Li Moyang was stunned, this is too unbelievable, this is a hero, even if he kills a prisoner, it is the prisoner's first shot, and it is not a prisoner at all!

"Hehe, you young people haven't experienced that era, you don't understand."