Last night was because of a power outage, so I didn't change it.,There will be two chapters today.,But the second chapter may be very late.,Everyone, let's sleep first and wait for tomorrow morning to read it!

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Chapter 142: Retreat

As soon as the order was given to take the mountain road, the troops quickly became confused. The first to find the commander of the automobile battalion, because walking on the mountain road means losing all the cars, of course the commander of the automobile battalion disagreed, and the deputy division commander Liang still failed to move him after a good speech, and finally could only throw down a sentence of "obey the order" so that he had to "commit it".

Then the cadres of the battalions 66 came one after another, and some said that if there is no car, what should I do with the ammunition? So much ammunition can't be transported! Some asked: What to do with a dozen or so cannons? There were even some soldiers who reacted that they were in a mood and refused to go to the mountains even if they died......

I casually walked outside and took a look, good guys, it was a mess...... Some were distributing food, some were grabbing ammunition, and more fighters were still making parcels, and the parcels were as big as a quilt, and the soldiers seemed to want to take everything with them.

At this time, I realized that it was not so easy to walk into the bush with a team, and they were no longer volunteer soldiers in the era of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea. Volunteer soldiers have long been accustomed to marching on foot, and have long been accustomed to bringing their own dry rations and ammunition, but now the PLA soldiers, especially the recruit units...... Although they also marched on foot, most of the ammunition and food were transported or replenished by cars, so I didn't know what to do when I heard that I was going to throw the car away!

Many people will have this feeling, that is, when it comes to making trade-offs, they will feel that everything is useful and they don't want to lose anything, and the fighters at this time are also like this.

Seeing this, I ordered on the walkie-talkie: "All units listen to the order, and it is recommended that the soldiers of each battalion bring two base numbers of ammunition, enough compressed biscuits for a week, and try not to use the rest!" Repeat, each person carries two cardinal ammunition, a week of compressed biscuits, and they are not allowed to be discarded, and they are ready in ten minutes! ”

"Yes!" The voices of my hometown and several other company commanders answered the microphone, and I quickly passed on my orders.

Although we can only give a little "advice" to the soldiers of the 6O8 Regiment, in fact, I know very well in my heart that almost all of us "veterans" who have been on the battlefield have become the idols of the soldiers, so these "suggestions" will be quickly accepted by the soldiers. In other words, what I say or what I give now has taken on a pivotal role in this force.

It didn't take long for the fighters to be ready, and I can't guarantee that everyone was in perfect shape, but I was pleased to see that most of the fighters were carrying as much food and ammunition as I requested. This can be seen in the discarded marching blankets, gas masks, cans, etc., and even some books that I don't know where they came from.

When they enter the forest, they will know that the only thing that matters there is food and ammunition, food can ensure that they do not starve to death and have the strength to fight the enemy, ammunition is the capital of our battle, only then can we live......

It was not until this time that Deputy Division Commander Liang and Regiment Commander Wu, who were busy on the side, breathed a sigh of relief, and with the order of Deputy Division Commander Liang, more than a dozen soldiers poured the prepared cars on the food, ammunition, cars, and cannons that could not be taken away, and then after the soldiers walked out of the barracks 66 one after another, they lit a match and burned it.

......With a loud bang, a fireball rose behind us, and the soldiers turned their heads to look at the flames behind them, their eyes showing a bit of reluctance and desolation.

This is still a group of soldiers who have not entered the state of war! Looking at them like this, I couldn't help but sigh secretly: only those who have not tried to risk their lives on the battlefield will feel reluctant to give up some equipment and supplies; Only those who have not seen blood and death on the battlefield will be so emotionally rich that they will feel desolate even the loss of a barracks. It is no wonder that in history, they were cut off by less than a battalion of Vietnamese troops and their positions were in chaos, and they were finally divided and surrounded by more and more Vietnamese troops and slaughtered by others......

The troops soon walked into the mountain road under the guidance of the guide, saying that it was a mountain road, but in fact it was not the sheep intestine path I imagined, and the mountain road chosen by the guide was also two meters wide, barely enough for the soldiers to walk side by side. According to the guides, there is a gold mine deep in the mountains in the south, and in order to facilitate the transportation of ore from the deep mountains, the people have worked tirelessly to build a mountain road in the mountains that can accommodate handcarts to enter and exit. Advance more than ten miles to this mountain road, and then walk a little further down the path, and soon turn into Tongdeng, where there is a second line of defense for our army, hoping to reach it before they retreat.

Originally, according to the normal way of marching, we should divide the troops into three groups, and arrange a small number of reconnaissance troops on both flanks to advance along the ridge, so as to ensure that the main force would not fall into the ambush circle of the Vietnamese army. However, this way of marching had a big drawback, that is, it was too slow, the troops advancing along the ridge were twice as far as the main army, the road was still full of jungle rocks, and sometimes even encountered areas that could not be climbed and had to be detoured, which also made the main force have to stop and wait from time to time.

It would be understandable if we marched in this way in peacetime, but now we are competing for time with the Vietnamese army, so it is obviously not feasible to march in this way. All we can do is to arrange an infantry platoon at the front, plus a squad of engineers responsible for demining as a spearhead.

Anyone who has fought an ambush knows that if an ambush is placed, it is generally necessary to let go of the enemy's spearhead to attack the main force, so as to achieve the greatest results. Therefore, the main role of the spearhead is to be the first to appear in the enemy's ambush and send a warning signal to the main force.

I have to admit that it is very difficult to find a clue in the jungle in the dark of night and when the enemy is deliberately hiding. So in order to make this elite soldier play its due role, I arranged two members of the shooting team among them, one of whom was Al Ziri. As a member of the shooting team, Alziri has an ordinary sense of smell and sensitivity to the enemy, and I believe that he can complete the task well.

At this time, I couldn't help but think of Yang Songjian, who died in battle not long ago, and he usually took on the task of being a top soldier, although he was not a member of the shooting team, but he was a little more careful and steady. If he were still here, he would have to do the job again.

The troops advanced in the sequence of the 2nd Battalion, the 1st Battalion, the regimental command, and the 3rd Battalion, and more than 2,000 people trotted along the winding mountain road, like a long dragon crawling slowly at the foot of the mountain. However, there is no doubt that our formation is very dangerous, and if there are Vietnamese troops lurking in the shadows on the flanks, just a few random machine guns can divide us into several sections.

This led me to use the walkie-talkie to ask Alziri, who was walking ahead, all the way, but luckily nothing happened.

After a while, there were more items discarded by the soldiers on the road, and the most of them belonged to canned food, which was said to be a very impractical thing on the battlefield, and it was so heavy that it was too heavy to eat when it was full, so it naturally became the first thing that the soldiers discarded. And then there's the marching quilt - I don't need to sleep anyway, I'm almost surrounded and my life is gone, who can sleep? So the marching quilt became a burden. Further down is the sapper shovel...... Mountains! Trees everywhere, cover everywhere, and sapper shovels to dig trenches? Even if we can use it, the devil won't give us that much time......

The funniest thing is that there are still small bags of rice, it's too late to break through, who has the spare time to cook, a bag of rice is not as good as two compressed biscuits!

I felt a little helpless when I looked at the things that were thrown away by the soldiers along the way, after all, they were still some new soldiers! I fought on the battlefield to resist US aggression and aid Korea for three years and did not see such a situation, except for the second battle when I pretended to retreat and lured the enemy into depth.

"Report to the battalion commander......" At this time, the voice of Alziri came from the walkie-talkie, and he said with some hesitation: "It seems to be ...... Something seems wrong......"

"What's wrong?" My heart twitched, and then I asked, "Speak clearly!" ”

"I can't tell!" Alziri replied: "I didn't see anything, I didn't show anything, I just felt that someone was pointing a gun at me in the dark...... I've been feeling this way for a while, but I didn't report it because I wanted to be sure, and now my vanguard may have entered the danger zone! ”

"Hmm!" I frowned, understanding what Alziri was talking about. Many veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time will have this sensitivity, that is, when someone is pointed at a gun, the backbone will naturally burst into a cold breath or have an urge to escape.

I've been on the battlefield several times, and each time it's come true, which is probably what people often call the sixth sense!

"Battalion commander!" Alziri said on the walkie-talkie: "Do you want to shoot a few shots to test it?" ”

Obviously, Alziri wanted to sacrifice himself to verify the reality of the enemy's situation.

"Don't mess around!" Without thinking about it, I ordered: "Don't make a noise, take the troops all the way forward until you are in a safe position and then hide, and when the guns go off, you immediately take the troops to fight back, pay attention to the identification of friend and foe!" ”

"Yes!" Alziri answered.

"Is there a situation?" Head Wu asked with a pale face.

"Hmm!" I nodded and replied: "Order the troops to be ready for battle, the second battalion will continue to advance, and the first battalion will immediately divide into two teams and outflank them!" ”

"Let the second battalion move on?" Head Wu objected: "Didn't that make them jump into the fire pit?" ”

Battalion Commander Wu is right, what I did was indeed like pushing the second battalion into a fire pit, but if I didn't do it, would I be able to do it? At this time, only a battle battle can prevent our army from being blocked by the enemy's layers of fortifications.