Nyingchi area, Motuo County, independent battalion station, around 10 a.m.

Xiao Mubai, that is, Ding Weidong, the deputy platoon commander of the third platoon, stayed in the earthen house of the platoon headquarters with peace of mind, sitting on the marching bench, swinging the objects in his hands, and Xu Xu, the leader of the third platoon next to him, was a little restless, walking around in a small space.

He couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Old Xu, as for this?" Didn't the superiors say, let's wait for the order. ”

Lao Xu is a native of Sichuan, more than three generations are from poor peasants, and his roots are red. At the age of eighteen, he was recommended to attend the Tianshui Infantry School, and after graduation, he first went to Xinjiang, and then to Tibet, only two years later. After a few years in the army, a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes has become a rough man who has been weathered.

"Ge Laozi!" Lao Xu cursed, took a glass of water on the table, drank it, sat on the stool, and said, "From last month to now, these Ah San have killed and injured more than 40 of us. ”

"It's all a good man, I didn't fire a shot, it's gone, how can you tell me to bear it?"

"If you can't bear it, you have to endure it, unless you dare to give the order to shoot, as long as you give the order, I will be the first to rush out and fight with the three people." Xiao Mubai was so seductive.

In the People's Liberation Army, commanders like Li Yunlong who contradict their superiors and do not obey orders are a minority after all, not to mention that Lao Xu is just a platoon commander, give him 10,000 guts, and he does not dare to order a gun at this juncture.

Many eyes around the world are staring at the Sino-Indian border, and if they are not careful, a big war will break out, and no one knows whether this will lead to a full-scale war between China and India.

Lao Xu smiled: "I don't want to be fooled by you, you bad old man is very bad, I believe in your evil." ”

Xiao Mubai pouted suddenly.

Looking back, he watched Xiao Mubai fiddling with the things in his hand, a little puzzled, and even a little dissatisfied: "What time is it now?" Do you still have the heart to get this? What? What a mess? ”

Xiao Mubai shook his head, said something you don't understand, and then began to explain: "This is what I asked Xiao Zhang, the correspondent in the battalion, for some broken parts of the radio station, I can change it into a radio as soon as I assemble it slightly." We're in Metuo, just over a thousand kilometers from New Delhi, the capital of India, and maybe we can listen to the radio and gather some useful information. ”

After saying that, he jumped up from the stool and patted his thigh: "It's done!" ”

Lao Xu frowned: "As for it?" There is a radio in the camp, what can't be heard? Instead of bothering to do this, you might as well train and train your warriors. ”

"Can we borrow the radio station in the camp at any time?" Xiao Mubai asked rhetorically, but his hands didn't stop, turned on the radio, rotated the button, mediated the channel, and listened to the sound of electricity coming out of it, and after a while, there was finally a sound coming, so as not to embarrass him too much.

“यहाँपरसभीमेंएकरेडियोस्टेशनहै। 11वींपर，हमारीवीरसेनानेउत्तरीक्षेत्रकोपुनर्प्राप्तकियाहै। पूरबमार्चकररहाहै। चीनीकम्युनिस्टहारगएऔरविरोधकरनेमेंअसमर्थहैं। ”

Talking in a babbling voice, the listener looked confused.

"What do you mean?" Lao Xu asked.

"This is the All India Radio, today's message, to the effect that their valiant army, which has regained the northern territories, is now marching towards the eastern territories, and the Chinese army is vulnerable and powerless to resist, and the territory will be regained soon, and the clouds are ......."

Suddenly, Lao Xu was stunned with anger, relieved himself, and scolded on the spot: "I'll fuck it, these turtle grandsons, they didn't fight, they even said that we were ......"

"Forget it." Xiao Mubai waved his hand, pretending to comfort Lao Xu.

Lao Xu was still a little indignant, so at this moment, Xiao Mubai approached and secretly whispered to him: "Platoon commander, now it is New China, not the Republic of China under the rule of the reactionary lackey Chiang Kai-shek, we can't be the Northeast Army that does not resist." ”

"Can that be the same? How to speak? Lao Xu stared at him when he heard this, and suddenly became anxious.

"I'm stupid!" Xiao Mubai slapped himself lightly in the face, turned his head, stared at Lao Xu's eyes again, and said, "There is an old saying, I don't offend people, people don't offend me, if people offend me, I will offend people." The words are not rough, Lao Xu, let's line up fifty or sixty people, and no one is a coward who doesn't have two eggs under his crotch. Didn't the superiors say it? Wait for the command. ”

"Waiting for orders is not about us sitting back and waiting for us to die. You say that if we retire now, what will become of Tibet? Independent statehood. ”

"That is impossible, the reactionary upper strata in Tibet will never succeed." Lao Xu waved his hand resolutely.

Xiao Mubai smiled: "So we can't retreat, and the superiors don't mean to let us retreat." Since we can't retreat, and the Indian army rushes up, will we put down our guns and not resist? That's impossible. Therefore, another meaning of waiting for orders is to actively prepare for war. ”

"Don't you know what it means to be actively preparing for war?"

As he spoke, Lao Xu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally stood up, staring at him tightly with his two eyes: "You mean, we can fight?" ”

Xiao Mubai nodded, took out the documents and continued: "Look at these documents, the Ministry of National Defense has instructed that the Tibetan border troops must make preparations with both hands: strive to be good and ready. That is, while striving for a peaceful negotiated settlement of the border issue, it is necessary to be prepared to deal with the attack of the Indian army. ”

"And this, the Central Military Commission instructed that the Tibetan border defense troops should be vigilant, strengthen border defense, and guard against the attack of the Indian army."

"And this, *** instructions: never back down from the invasion of the Indian army, and strive to avoid bloodshed; The dogs are intertwined, and they have coexisted with arms for a long time. ”

"And the order that our Medog Independent Regiment received, if we don't resist, the military subdivision will send our Independent Regiment to the border to deploy defenses? Give us a change of clothes? Think about it, the Indian army is continuing to penetrate deep into the Shannan Military Divisional Defense Area, and when they start to Nyingchi, will we come into contact with them? Once contacted, is there a second option? ”

Lao Xu suddenly realized: "I understand what you mean." ”

"Yes." Xiao Mubai nodded: "Now is just a prelude, wait until *** and the Central Military Commission see the strategic intentions of the Indian army, as long as the current situation shows that all roads for peace negotiations are blocked, it will be time for war." ”

"I bet the battle will start in less than ten days." He was loud.

"Okay, I'll trust you this time."

When he had a clear goal, Lao Xu's whole person was different, he was like a hairy young man before, but now he has become a professional officer and has completely entered the work of actively preparing for war.

In order to deal with the Sino-British border conflict, the superiors deliberately changed the equipment of the preparation troops, and the previous 53 gun families were all replaced by the latest 56 gun families, and the firepower of the squad platoon was also strengthened.

At this time, the Indian army was still relying on the Lee Enfield rifle and Bren machine gun during World War I, and its firepower was behind our army's 56 gun family.

Therefore, Xiao Mubai is not worried that our army will lose this war.

He had three tasks, the first was to defeat the Indian army, this one was a sure win, the second was to recover the southern Tibetan region, which was open five times a month, and the third was to kill or capture the Indian army commander, which was easier than the former.

It's just that he is currently just a small deputy platoon commander, and he is soft-spoken!

……

：。 ：