Chapter 393:

"What's wrong? Brother, Brother Bai! Don't pretend to be advanced like that, okay? Everyone enlisted in the army together, and was born and died together, good brothers, don't be lucky, you left behind your hardcore buddies all the way up to the top and made a fortune! ”

Lao Chen is right, in the previous battle, Xiao Mubai led the troops well, with the least casualties and rich results, and he has been verbally commended by the regiment commander Liu Yongxin, and the promotion order for promotion to platoon commander has been issued, Xiao Mubai is now the platoon commander. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If it weren't for his lack of qualifications, with his exploits this time, Xiao Mubai would have been promoted to the deputy company level, but he was rejected for some reason. When it came to this, the brothers were angry, but Xiao Mubai didn't care.

When Lao Chen was talking, on the hill facing the highway diagonally, a man dressed in the costume of a border man held a firewood knife, drilled out of the thorn vine, and looked down with his probe.

In the border area of Yunnan, there are many border people, and the situation is complicated, so it cannot be the same as that of the inland. Recently, there are always border people collecting firewood in the nearby mountains, and they appear from time to time, I don't know if they are really border people.

Because of the traditions of the armed forces and the special situation in the border areas, it is a big mistake to make a big mistake if we cannot control "suspicious" people at every turn.

Naturally, these things are done by the intelligence departments in charge of anti-special investigations, and they are combat units, and if there is no tangible evidence or threats, they will generally not touch these people.

It may be the sixth sense, Xiao Mubai at this moment always felt that there were a pair of eyes staring at him nearby, such a ghost made the god turn his gaze, and inadvertently found him, so he took a closer look.

The man also looked at him twice, and this time, Xiao Mubai paid more attention.

The terrain is not steep, but the mountain is full of dense thorny vines and shrubs, and if you go inside, you won't see the light of day.

Now the man was approaching the mountains, as if he had come out of it. If it was a Vietnamese devil agent, in broad daylight, at the door of hundreds of people's homes, it shouldn't be so arrogant, right?

Xiao Mubai remembered that during lunch today, the five people of the second company in the battalion came back from searching for enemy agents from the mountains, and they did not gain anything empty-handed.

The five men went out for five days with folding submachine guns and also in border clothes, and when they came back, they were covered in mud, dizzy with hunger, and they couldn't walk steadily.

Originally, they had received a report from a nearby ethnic working group that they were only going to go out for one night, coordinate an ambush, wait for the enemy to pass by, kill one, and then catch the other and let the working group take it back.

But I didn't expect to encounter an unexpected situation, this time it was five days, and I almost couldn't come back.

This matter is a bit complicated to say, and the border struggle is not only as simple and bright as fighting with knives and guns on the front line, but also complex and dark anti-special side actions.

The ethnic working group stationed near their battalion headquarters is actually an anti-special and intelligence unit of the troops, and it is all composed of cadres, and the leader of the group is at the deputy battalion level.

They do not wear military uniforms, and they go around all day long under the banner of ethnic work, going deep into the villages and villages in the border areas, and developing the "offline line" outside the country.

On this day, they received a report from a "cold son" from abroad, saying that the "old ghost" had come with a deputy, so as usual, they came to ask the battalion headquarters to send people from the second company to help.

The person in charge of this working group and the commander of the second company are fellow villagers, from the same village, and they have a very good relationship, and they have cooperated a lot in their work.

Often doing this kind of ambush, the second company's night combat level has also been greatly improved, and it can also receive meritorious service awards, and the whole company is willing to do this thing, and sometimes they even scramble.

At that time, the second company selected manpower and was led by a platoon commander, but somehow it was done, and before leaving, the division's reconnaissance department sent an anti-special deputy section chief to ask for manpower, also to catch the old ghost.

When the task collided, it was temporarily merged, and the deputy section chief took over the baton and was responsible for the operation command.

The people of the ethnic working group are very dissatisfied with the interference of the people from above, they have their own methods and principles for doing things, and they are afraid that the people from above will disrupt the situation.

The three horses lurked in the valley all night, but none of them were found.

The intelligence said that there were two agents, either fake or the situation had changed temporarily, but they were not able to report it in time and take countermeasures.

After a night of vigilance, the head of operations of the working group was a little embarrassed.

But this kind of thing is normal, nothing, the next morning when the fog rose, everyone planned to withdraw as originally planned, go out in the afternoon, and move somewhere.

But when I came out of the valley, I noticed that there was movement on the mountain, and after observation, there were not only two people on the mountain, but four or five, as if they were meeting there.

Everyone has the advantage of manpower, but the other party is on top and occupies a favorable position, and I am afraid that I will not be sure if I fight, and the deputy section chief sent by the division's anti-special investigation department also strongly disagreed, so everyone did not fight.

After discussion, they chose an older one and followed him quietly. They decided that the older one was the old goblin in charge. When they had finished their meeting and dispersed, they followed the old fellow.

This turn took them around the mountains for five days, and the "old goblin" led them to play hide and seek.

Seeing that he had lost him and reappeared, the person in charge of the anti-special department didn't know which tendon was wrong, or did he have other considerations? All he wants is to lead everyone to follow him to find the den, or find some other clues.

But I didn't think that people had already discovered and seen through it, how could they not be fooled, a few people turned around in vain for five days, and in the end they didn't catch a single hair, so that after the family played enough, it was safe and easy.

Thinking of this at this time, looking at the people who appeared on the opposite mountain, Xiao Mubai felt that something was wrong.

Although the other party is not too abnormal, he always feels that something is wrong, and he can't say what is wrong, he just feels that something is wrong.

Xiao Mubai continued to observe and see if he made any further moves.

But then, the people over there didn't seem to make any other unusual moves, just holding the firewood knife like that, raising it high, chopping and chopping there, and chopping and chopping. There was no firewood there, and it looked like most of them were cutting vines.

The thorn vines also have to be cut, and the people here are really idle.

Although there were a few jeeps and buses parked in the barracks at the bottom of the mountain, they were still taking a lunch break at this time, and they had not gone out for exercises in the afternoon, and there were not many people in the camp, and they were still quiet.

The sentry at the door was probably also idle, and did not notice this situation.

Recently, the agents have been active frequently, and they usually do it at night when they are hiding and letting people out to ambush, and now it is broad daylight, and it is normal for no one to find that the people over there are moving on the mountain in front of their door.

may feel that Xiao Mubai has been watching him, and the people over there glance at him every time they slash twice with a knife, and seem to care about his reactions and actions.

It's a bit of a strange action.

He knew that ordinary border people should not be like this if they cut wood.

Besides, the large and small hills within a few hundred meters of this area have been designated as wartime restricted areas by the troops, and there are minefields, pits, and barbed wire fences where anti-agents are lurking, so how can anyone still be there to collect firewood?

Come to think of it, that's where something is wrong.

…… (To be continued.) )