Chapter 38: The Battle of Tongdeng (8)

Chapter 38: The Battle of Tongdeng (8)

The three old Vietnamese were quickly let back, and although I knew they would not be just poor old men, I could tell from their tough bodies and piercing eyes that they must have been soldiers...... But then again, with the system of all people in Vietnam, there are really few people who have never served as soldiers. People like them may still 'disturb' our army at night or attack the main force of our army's logistics supply line, but what can be done? Without guns, we have to treat them as civilians. As for the two Vietnamese 'women' who were stupid enough to hide their guns on their bodies, they had to be our prisoners.

But I soon discovered that there was no point in searching like this. Those who have guns on them are captured by agents, and those who don't have guns are let go by civilians...... Didn't that tell the agents in Tongdeng that you were safe as long as you didn't have a gun on you?

Things turned out to be as I feared, and the search didn't make any progress after that. Even if the agents had guns, they would have put them away when they saw this. The soldiers also found a few guns in their house, but they could only confiscate them, and those guys refused to admit that they were theirs, so we will do the same.

"Company commander, look ......" Looking at this, the deputy company commander couldn't help asking. Not only us, but even the soldiers knew that there would be no results if they continued to search like this, it was nothing more than a show.

"Collect the troops," I said, and turned around and left. If I don't think a certain method is working, I won't do it for the sake of face.

Behind him came the laughter of the Vietnamese, as if to laugh at what we could do with them, and even some of the "civilians" did not hide the murderous intent in their eyes...... That's right, what is the murderous intent hidden in your eyes? We can't just assume they're agents and arrest them

But...... If they really think I can't do anything about them, then they're very wrong.

Tongdeng is not far from Tanmou, only one kilometer away. In fact, the Tan defense group is the closest to Tongdeng in this triangular defense zone. It is precisely because of this that the control of Tongdeng falls on our regiment without shirk. But now, it seems that no one can take Tongdeng this "slum".

After returning to the high ground of Tan, the first thing I did was to report the search to the regiment headquarters.

Political Commissar Huang nodded after hearing this, and said: "What you did is right, and if you can't be sure whether the other party is really an agent, you must not act rashly." Otherwise, it is very likely to have a very bad impact on the Vietnamese people, which is extremely detrimental to our work."

"Political Commissar" Regiment Commander Zhang replied with some dissatisfaction: "Where will they be civilians, the real civilians have already been evacuated in January, and I see, most of those civilians are disguised by Vietnamese army agents."

"Even if that's the case, we can't make judgments," Commissar Huang replied, "what if they were really civilians?" Do you still need to pay attention to the three disciplines and eight points? ”

As soon as Political Commissar Huang said this, we had nothing more to say. In fact, on this point, I agree with Captain Zhang. No civilian could have behaved so calmly in the face of enemy troops, even mocking them.

At this time, a staff officer stepped forward and reported: "The statistics are out, last night a total of five companies of our army were attacked by the Vietnamese army, and the number of casualties reached 32 people. The logistical supply line was also attacked by Vietnamese agents, and five military vehicles transporting ammunition and 'medicine' were lost, and 47 civilian workers transporting the wounded were sacrificed, as well as ......"

"What else?" Head Zhang gritted his teeth and asked.

"And ......," the staff officer hesitated, "and more than thirty of the wounded we sent back were pushed off the cliff...... When we arrived this morning, we found the bodies of the wounded piled up under the cliff."

"These dogs" Captain Zhang slammed his fist on the table, shaking the teacups to the ground.

"Political commissar" I couldn't help but 'interject' a sentence: "If we don't control those 'common people', our troops will never have a rear." If we don't get rid of those 'old people' and women', our transportation lines will never be peaceful, how can such a battle be fought? ”

"Clear? Control? Political Commissar Huang glared at me when he heard this, and said angrily: "It's easy to say, how to get rid of it?" How to control it? You're going to give me a way to get out......"

"Political Commissar" Before Commissar Huang finished speaking, I replied: "Actually, it is not very difficult to control."

"Hmm," Commissar Huang gave me a surprised look.

"Curfew," I replied, "If it's a common person, then you don't need to go out of the village at night, do you?" Just stay in the house and sleep. If they go out of the village, what are they going to do when they go out of the village? Didn't you attack us with guns? Let's put the words down first, and we are not allowed to go out of the village after dark at night, and if we go out of the village, then we can only treat them as the Vietnamese army. ”

"This method is good," Regiment Commander Zhang nodded: "In this way, we can not only crack down on the Yue devils and breathe a sigh of relief for our comrades who have died unjustly, but also do not violate the three major disciplines and eight points of attention." You tell me? Commissar? ”

Political Commissar Huang thought about it and nodded, but still added a sentence at the end: "You must identify whether it is a civilian or an enemy, and you must not kill innocents indiscriminately."

"Yes" I saluted the political commissar and the head of the regiment, and went down diligently.

"The company commander and the company commander ...... "As soon as I returned to the trenches, the soldiers surrounded them, and they said one by one: "Let's go search and search Tongden again."

"Yes, company commander, the more devils are prepared just now, let's go this time without saying a word, and come by surprise"

"Promise me that everyone will be searched clearly"

……

"What's wrong with you?" I couldn't help but ask.

When I asked, the soldiers fell silent. The deputy company commander stepped forward and explained: "We had ten wounded sent back last night, and we just got the news that they all died on the way back. He was pushed off a cliff by Vietnamese agents and fell to his death......"

When I heard this, I understood what was going on. In fact, when I was at the regiment headquarters just now, I heard the chief of staff talk about this, but I didn't feel anything at the time, maybe I didn't know that there were soldiers in my own unit among the wounded.

They did not die on the battlefield, but on the way to evacuate...... I can almost imagine the wounded who were unable to move because of their injuries watching as the Vietnamese 'old lady' pushed them off the cliff one by one. But they can't do anything but watch and wait for the end of their lives......

"All of them," I said, gritting my teeth, "hurry up and rest"

"Rest?" The warriors all looked at me in bewilderment.

It wasn't until I added at the end that the soldiers simply answered the call and went back to the trenches to rest.

After the "company commander" and the soldiers dispersed, the people from my hometown found me and asked with some concern: "Do you want to take the soldiers to the village in the dark......

"Don't worry, I won't do anything out of the ordinary," I replied.

Although the words of the hometown man were not finished, I also knew that he was worried that I would take the soldiers to slaughter the village as soon as my head was hot, I have to admit that the battlefield life for several years has made me a little cold-blooded, but I know very well that I am not a butcher. I will only kill the enemy, the enemy who wants to be unfavorable to me and my comrades with a gun, this is a world where either you die or I die, and if we want to live, we have no choice.

In the evening, I gathered several squad and platoon leaders of the company, pointed to the map spread on the ground, and said: "Our mission tonight is to blockade Dong Deng Town, and all those who try to get out of Dong Deng Town in groups at night, we all have reason to believe that they are Vietnamese agents, and we can kill them, understand?" ”

"Company Commander" Instructor Xie asked with some concern: "Then what if we kill the common people by mistake?" ”

"I am all responsible for the accidental killing," I replied without thinking about it: "You must do the following: First, distribute the troops on both sides of the mountain roads, paths, roads, and railways around Tongdeng Town and lay ambushes, and assign the 'shooting' coordinates in advance. 2: After the ambush is completed, no one is allowed to move, nor is it allowed to stand up, let alone clean up the battlefield. Three: As long as you see someone standing, don't ask anything, just approach and shoot a grenade and understand? ”

"Understood," the soldiers responded, and although they didn't know why I came up with this or two、..., they still wrote down these words carefully.

"Okay, now assign the task," I said, pointing to the map, "The first platoon is responsible for the east and north sides of the same climb, and there are only two paths on these two sides, and the three of you squad will assign them by yourself." ”

"Yes"

"The second platoon is responsible for the west side, there is a road and a railway here, and I take two squads to take care of the road and the other squad to take charge of the railway"

"Yes"

"The third platoon is responsible for the south side, although there is only one mountain road here, but an open rice field, be careful not to let the Vietnamese army go out from the rice field"

"Yes"

Then I looked at the dark sky and said, "Remember what I just said..., let's go."

Several teams of people set off in the night under the leadership of the platoon leaders of each squad. Ten minutes later, I took two squads of soldiers to the destination, that is, the side of the Tonglang Highway near the entrance of Tongdeng Town.

The so-called Tong Lang Highway is also the road from Tong Deng to Lang Mountain, referred to as Tong Lang Highway. For modern warfare, it is very important to master the "traffic" on the battlefield, such as roads, railways or airports. This is because all modern equipment, such as tanks, artillery, ammunition and other logistical supplies, is transported by these "transportation" facilities. In this modern war, which consumes a huge amount of ammunition and medicine, it can almost be said that whoever controls or controls the 'communication' trunk line will control the other side's logistical supply, and this will determine the outcome of a war.

This is also the reason why the Vietnamese army is stubbornly defending this town here, because Dong Deng has a railway and road to Lang Son, as long as Dong Deng is not lost, our army will not be able to attack Lang Son. The reason is very simple, logistics cannot be guaranteed, there is no supply of bullets and shells, and no matter how many troops are sent to attack Lang Son, it will be self-defeating

Once I had chosen a spot, I waved my hand and asked the warriors to find a suitable position to ambush. Vietnam is full of thatch and jungles, and it seems easy to lurk in the dark, but it is difficult to stay in the dark and persevere. It's the insects that kill people, they are fine during the day, and at night they crawl on the ground in the sky, and they can think of anything they can think of. One moment it's a centipede, another it's a poisonous snake, and if it weren't for the battlefield discipline, I think I would have to scare the soldiers into jumping a few times.

The sky in the distance slowly turned from gray to gray and black, and then from gray to black. After a while, the moon came out, and sprinkled a faint silver light on the darkness again. The bamboo houses and tiled houses in Tongdeng also faintly appear in the moonlight, and a few fires jump in the village like stars, which is a thick rural night scene.

If it weren't for the burst of gunfire behind me, I would almost have thought that the Tongdeng in front of me was my hometown, and I would almost want to go up and have a few drinks with the people who live there.

But this was obviously impossible, because I knew very well that it was the enemy and not the fellow who lived there

As the minutes ticked by, there was not a single movement except for the distant bombardment like thunder and lightning. But I knew that Vietnamese agents would definitely walk along this road into our ambush circle. Because – behind us is another group of defenses.

The geographical location of Tanlang is very important because the road and railway pass through the south side of Tanlang. In other words, Tanlang is the 'gate' between Dong Deng and Lang Son. As soon as the ridge was lost, it meant that the Vietnamese troops in Dong Deng and Lang Son were cut off by our army. At this time, the troops of the 638th Regiment of our division were surrounding the Tanlong Defense Group, fighting the defenders inside and rejecting reinforcements from Lang Son outside, and fighting the enemy hotly

This is a great time for a sneak attack, if I were an agent of the Vietnamese army, I would also find a way to rush to the troops of the 638th Regiment at night.

Moreover, the Vietnamese army agents seem to have done a very successful job in several sorties, sneaking up on our army's logistical supply lines, sneaking up on the wounded, and even directly launching infiltration warfare against the attacking troops. After a few days in a row, they did taste a lot of sweetness. Merely...... What they didn't expect was that tonight would be a little different from before......

The fighting in the Tanlong area became more and more intense, the gunfire became more and more intense, and my vigilance became higher and higher. Because I know that it is often when the fighting is 'fierce' that the Vietnamese army agents are dispatched.

As I expected, after a while, several black shadows flashed in the direction of Tongdeng, and they looked sneakily in our direction, and then they 'touched' along the road in our direction.

"Don't shoot just yet," I whispered over the intercom, "Wait for my orders"

"Yes," the fighters whispered over the intercom.

I believe that these are not the only puppet army agents dispatched from this direction, it is too important to explore the ridge, and there is a regiment of our army in that direction, and these few people will not play a role at all.

So they must have come to explore the way, and as they got closer, I was even more convinced of that, for I found that these men were unarmed, and that they all had hoes on their shoulders

Obviously, they are ordinary people who are pretending to work. It is said that in Vietnam, there are really ordinary people who come out to work at night, it is hot during the day and cool at night...... It's just that there are no people who work like them, not to mention that this is still in the war period, and it is easy for ordinary people to be killed by mistake when they come out to work at night, and they will not understand this kind of common sense.

These "common people" walked around the entrance of the village twice, and found nothing suspicious, so they learned a few bird calls from the village. Good guys, this call called out dozens of cunning Vietnamese soldiers with AK47s, very skilled cats trotting along the road in our direction.

Of course, they are still dressed in the attire of ordinary people. Once they are discovered, they will be able to throw away the AK47 in their hands and they will immediately turn back into civilians. Only this time, they were afraid that it was too late......

I have to make it clear that I did not notify the "common people" of Tongdeng in advance of the curfew. The imposition of a curfew in Dong Deng with great fanfare is actually telling the Vietnamese army agents - we have an operation at night, you should pay attention to me at night

I'm not stupid, so it's not too late to tell them tomorrow. The difference is whether or not the restless secret service forces will cripple us

I don't know if they were in a hurry to relieve the siege of Tanlong, or if the success of the past few days came too easily, the Vietnamese army agents advanced very fast, and in a short time ran into our encirclement.

As soon as I gave the order, the gunfire soon rang out, and the soldiers '' the submachine guns, machine guns, and grenades in their hands and fired at the Vietnamese troops for a while. It was so fast that I only had time to fire two shots......

It is said that at this time, there were only two squads of about 20 people in our army lurking here, and the number of enemies could be said to be twice as large as ours, but we still knocked them to the ground without much effort.

This is the case in modern warfare, where victory or defeat is often decided not by a small number of people, but by the fact that after the individual weapon is highly developed, it only takes a few seconds of initiative to end the battle before the opponent has time to fight back

Inevitably, however, some of them were wounded but not killed. And I had an order before the battle - no one was allowed to clean the battlefield, and whoever stood up would be beaten, so that no one dared to stand up and take the prisoners or anything, but let them cry out in a pool of blood like killing pigs.

Not to mention, this terrible wail adds a bit of horror in the pale moonlight, which makes people a little 'hairy'. But to me, it seems to be a kind of movement, a movement of victory