That night, those small groups of Vietnamese troops did not give us any trouble, from time to time they made some noise by firing a few shots or throwing a few grenades next to us, and even tried to get close to us sometimes.

But none of this seems to have had any effect on us, the soldiers have set up sentries and mines around the station, and we ignore their guns and artillery, anyway, everyone knows that in such a jungle bullets can fly a few tens of meters is good, and grenades are impossible to throw far, at best they are just a few large firecrackers for the soldiers.

If the Yue Devil and a few soldiers try to get close to us, that is the favorite thing for the soldiers. Those sentries don't have to worry about it, they don't need any passwords, the sentries just lie on their stomachs and don't get up, and they shoot wherever there is movement or sound guns. In this dark night, the devils can't do anything about us, not only did they not catch half a 'hair' when they came up several times, but they lost several people.

It also gave the fighters plenty of time to rest, but no one could sleep tonight. Not for anything else, just for the mountain mosquitoes in this jungle, that guy can't imagine how many there are, like an airplane "buzzing" in his ears, driving away and coming back after a while, mosquito repellent oil is not afraid. And it's big and poisonous, and the thick military uniform can be bitten through and bitten. It immediately hurt and itched, and I couldn't wait to cut off that piece of 'meat' with a military thorn.

It is precisely for this reason that the soldiers are shouting to continue the march, and there will be no mosquitoes if they move around! But this is not up to them, and I beat them up for this: "What? The more devils didn't defeat you, just a few mosquitoes defeated you? I knew that this was the case, and the devils didn't need to fight, so we would have to let us live on this high ground for two days! The soldiers laughed embarrassedly for a while, and went back without saying anything more. In fact, I can understand the mood of the soldiers, because even I think so, I would rather deal with the Vietnamese army than deal with the mosquitoes here...... Even the cannon didn't work.

This is not? I've been bitten red all over my body, and I've been hit on my forehead with a swollen piece, and now it's on fire!

It was very late in the jungle, and it was finally after seven o'clock that there was a vague little light, and at this time I stood up and looked at the soldiers beside me, all of them were caught here and there, and eight out of ten had a large swollen face............ Some of them looked at each other and laughed.

"What a fucking place!" , I scratched the lump on my forehead and ordered over the walkie-talkie: "The company commanders have a meeting!" ”

But after a while, the company commanders came to me, and they were no better than the other soldiers, except for the people from their hometown, who seemed to be fine at all, and who seemed to have slept in good spirits......

When everyone looked at him with a pair of suspicious and jealous eyes, he smiled quite proudly: "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful man? These words made all the soldiers present almost faint. Later, I learned that this hometown has a trick to prevent mosquitoes, and the whole person drilled into the dead leaves...... I can't find anyone if I want to bite this mosquito.

"We are not far from the main peak of Kuma Mountain!" After squatting down, he casually looked for a branch and drew a hill, and said: "The goal of our battalion is too big to move forward together, and it is very easy to cause heavy casualties once it is attacked by the Vietnamese army, so I decided to divide the company into three parts to advance, what do comrades think?" ”

"I agree!" Xu Yongjian replied: "Judging from the performance of the Vietnamese army last night, the Vietnamese army should have deployed the main force on the main peak of Kuma Mountain, and there are only small units in the jungle to fight guerrillas, and it is difficult to form a strong combat effectiveness. ”

"There's no problem moving forward separately." , the hometown nodded: "But I think the units should not be separated too far, otherwise it is very likely to 'get lost' and lose contact, in case you fail to reach the destination on time, it is very likely to bring difficulties to the attack on the main peak!" "Hmmm! I nodded, in fact, what the people in my hometown said was exactly what I thought, so I immediately agreed: "Then each company will arrange communication troops to keep in touch with each other in the order of four, six, and five, and keep in touch with each other with walkie-talkies and signal flags so that the distance from which the signal flags can be seen!" "Yes! The warriors answered, and as soon as they turned around, they went to make arrangements.

After walking for a while, the hometown turned back as if he remembered something, and said, "Battalion commander, can I make a request to you?" "Huh? I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard this, and said with a smile: "Say it!" It's rare that you'll ask for it too! ”

I'm still really saying this, my hometown has been with me for so long, no matter what tasks are assigned to him, he never asks for them, and he can do a good job. So I can always 'hand' the task to him with confidence. No one else can do that. Maybe that's the difference between a veteran and a new recruit!

"My ...... is actually not a requirement!" , the hometown man hesitated and said: "I know that you always take care of our company because of those two girls, and you put our sixth company in the middle every time, and you don't let the sixth company go on dangerous tasks." But we don't want to do this, and I don't want to do it either.

So...... I asked the battalion commander to either treat the sixth company the same as the other companies, or put those two girls in another company! "That's what it was! I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and immediately replied: "No problem, I will treat you six times the same in the future...... I still say the same thing, I have to take care of those two girls! ”

"Yes!" The hometown people answered, "And left satisfied."

It's true that since I arranged those two girls into the Sixth Company, I have felt a little in the way of the command of the Sixth Company, which doesn't seem to be a good thing. You can't affect the whole battle for the sake of those two girls! What's more, there are many unexpected variables on the battlefield, and even the safest mission may suddenly be on the cusp of the storm, which we have already experienced once a few days ago.

Therefore, whether those two girls can walk back alive depends on their own creation! From this point of view, I really admire Liu Shunyi, if it were me, I would be reluctant to let my 'daughter' go to the battlefield!

After walking a certain distance horizontally with the soldiers, the three companies walked side by side in the direction where the artillery sound came, and several communicators arranged on both sides of the ranks of each company were connected with signal flags and walkie-talkies, so they did not worry about being separated from each other.

The march during the day is of course much easier than at night," the soldiers opened the way with machetes, and the marching with increased vigilance became more and more difficult the further they went, and the fog became thicker and thicker. Along the way, there were trees that had been blown up by shells, broken branches and broken logs, and bullets several meters deep......,...

"This should be the main peak!" The deputy battalion commander asked.

"Not sure!" I raised my binoculars and looked diagonally, but I couldn't see anything in the morning fog on the mountain.

And at this time the battle in other directions also began, and there was artillery sound everywhere, and it was impossible to judge which artillery sounds were directing us in the direction.

But I can still feel the murderous aura and danger coming out of the deep mist, and the main peak of Kuma Mountain is here.

"Stop moving! Get ready for battle! "I stopped at the stump of a tree, thinking that I should send a group of scouts up there. Or do a fire reconnaissance.

If you send scouts up, there are very likely to be casualties, fire reconnaissance! On this march, we marched lightly again, and we didn't have so many ammunition and 'medicine'......

At this time, the correspondent followed from behind, handed me the microphone and said: "Battalion commander, it's the chief of staff!" ”

"I'm Cui Wei!" I took the microphone and answered.

"How's it going?" The anxious voice of the chief of staff came from the other end of the microphone.

I lowered my voice and replied, "It's too foggy on the mountain, we don't know where we are, and we don't know if it's already on the main peak!" I want to scout first..., only "Time does not allow Comrade Cui Wei!" The chief of staff hurriedly interrupted me and said, "Just now we received an urgent telegram from our superiors that we found a Vietnamese army twenty kilometers south of Lang Son," It is estimated that it should be the vanguard of the Vietnamese 93rd Army transferred back from Cambodia! If they are fast, they will arrive in Lang Son this afternoon, and then the entire battle plan will be affected! So you have to race against the clock, you have to be in ......"

"Chief of Staff!" I interrupted him and said, "Then let the artillery shoot a few incendiary bombs at the main peak!" First, we can determine the target, and second, we can also see the terrain by the firelight! ”

"Good! No problem! "The chief of staff responded very simply.

After a while, I heard Political Commissar Huang anxiously ask: "What if I hit you?" ”

"If we do, we can only admit it!" I replied through gritted teeth.

If one of the Vietnamese armies were allowed to reach Lang Son first, I also knew the consequences, because our two armies did not have a favorable terrain that could be defended, let alone any encirclement and reinforcements.

"Then be careful! Try to be hidden! Political Commissar Huang said again.

"Yes!" I replied in unison, I don't know why, but a trace of warmth rose in my heart.

After a few minutes, I heard the chief of staff shouting in the microphone: "Ready" Are you ready? ”

"Ready!" I answered.

Actually, it's time to prepare for a fart, it's an incendiary bomb...... If we really want to prepare, we will have to dig at least half an hour of air-raid 'holes', which will not allow us to do so much.

"Good! Listen to me! The chief of staff shouted in a long voice through the microphone: "Ready,... Put! ”

"Woo......" The whistle of several shells came from far and near, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but 'pump'.

At this time, even if our position is not on the main peak of Kuma Mountain, it is not far from the main peak, "In case one of these incendiary bombs hits us in the head, then everything is over."

But luckily, that didn't happen......

Listening only to the "boom...... only a few sounds, a few fireballs suddenly appeared in the white 'colored' fog a few hundred meters in front of us.

This is indeed the main peak, and I couldn't help but feel ecstatic when I saw this, and hurriedly raised my binoculars to observe through the light of the incendiary bomb. However, I couldn't help but be surprised at this look, this main peak is like a separate high ground with a concave area at the junction, which means that if we want to attack it, we must move down some distance and then rush up to the main peak.

What's even more terrifying is that there are pillboxes on this main peak, and there seem to be quite a few, "These pillboxes can completely kill and injure our troops in large numbers during our charge." I really don't understand how the Yue Devil transported the materials to build the bunker!

"Battalion commander!" At this time, the signal soldier handed the microphone again.

The chief of staff asked anxiously in the microphone, "How's it going?" Is the location right? ”

I absentmindedly replied, "Yes, yes! But this main peak ......... ""Then it's no problem!" The chief of staff breathed a sigh of relief, paused and said, "At 8:30 sharp," I will provide you with fifteen minutes of artillery preparation, and when the artillery fire extends, you will immediately launch a charge!" Take down the mountain as fast as you can! "Yes! I replied helplessly, at this time I had no choice, I had to fight if I could fight, and I had to fight if I couldn't!

Looking at his watch, "There are still twenty minutes until 8:30, and I think artillery also needs time, so we still have some time to prepare."

However, it seems that it is useless to have time, I am very clear about this kind of fortification in front of me, our army has at least poured thousands of shells on the main peak of Kuma Mountain in the past few days, and these shells have already plowed this "small height" in front of them several times back and forth, but those pillbox fortifications can still "survive" in this situation, and it is enough to know that our army's artillery shells will not work on them.

This can't help but remind me of the time when I was in Shangganling, when the Yankees also built a bunker several meters thick on the positive slope to resist our artillery fire. There are not many of these bunkers, only a few are enough. But it is small in number, but it is very useful" because it can cooperate with the people on the hilltop position to kill and wound a large number of charging enemy troops, and the purpose of the Vietnamese army is obviously this.

How to fight? I put a big question mark in my head.

If we attack by conventional means, we must first move down and then rush up under the guns of the Vietnamese pillboxes, and then we will undoubtedly suffer huge casualties, and even if we can rush up and blow up those pillboxes, I am afraid that there will not be enough troops to deal with the Vietnamese troops on the anti-slope.

At this time, I seemed to understand a little bit why the warriors who found the main peak were beaten down in a daze before they could see the terrain clearly.

Avoid these bunkers and detour back to the anticline of the main peak?

I raised my binoculars again and pointed at the burning heights," I saw and quickly dispelled this idea, because the main peak was flanked by cliffs tens of meters high, and it was impossible to detour.

I also thought that maybe I could go around in a big circle to attack the anticline of the Vietnamese army, but I quickly abandoned the idea. What if the Vietnamese army also had such a pillbox on the anticline? What if the anticline was just as hard to hit? We have at least artillery support on this side, and on that side we have nothing! What's more, we don't seem to have that much time now to risk 'getting lost' and being blocked to go around in a big circle.

I couldn't help but sigh, did I really say that there was only a strong attack?

I put down my binoculars and stared at the main peak in a daze, at this time I should have used these twenty minutes to allocate the battle casualties of each company, but I did nothing now, because I felt that any allocation and arrangement on this terrain was futile, and we seemed to have to push forward our lives one by one......

The main peak is a little different from the jungle we are in, "We still have at least a few trees here to hide, but the side above the main peak facing us is already full of scorched earth, and only a few bare bunkers are extremely glaring on it.

It doesn't seem strange that for the past few days, our artillery fire has been blasting towards this main peak, even if it was originally a dense forest, it will now become like this.

At this time, I noticed a large strip of grass on the left side of the main peak, only a few meters wide, "This grass strip extends from the jungle where we are to the main peak, then passes through the blockade area between the two pillboxes to the middle of the mountain, and then intermittently turns a "Z" bend and then goes up. This kind of grass is very common in Vietnam, it seems to be called barthatch, which is more than a person tall. Of course, at this time, they were also blown up by shells.

They caught my attention because there was a scorched earth everywhere else, but only this one grass was still a little greyish-green.

What does it mean to be bombarded by this concubine many times? I soon realized that there was only one possibility, and that was that this grass would take away the dead spots of our artillery bombardment.

It is conceivable that "the trees on this main peak may have been cut down by the Vietnamese army a long time ago, and it should have been overgrown with barthatch." Now it has been bombarded back and forth several times by our artillery fire: "The barthatch was uprooted in the places that could be blown up by the shells, and the barthatch was left in the places where the shells could not be blown up."

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel 'spirited', and a bold and crazy plan was formed in my mind.

"The company commander will come here for a meeting right away!" I looked at the time, and there were still twelve minutes before the artillery was ready, so I hurriedly gave the order to the walkie-talkie.

"Yes!" The commanders of each company answered and ran in front of me as fast as they could.

"See that strip of grass?" , I pointed towards the main peak.

"See!"

"See!" "**Blessed! "Here! ”

"Immediately organize all the soldiers of the Fifth Company to remember the shape of the grass belt!" I ordered: "You have only ten minutes, and every soldier is required to rush up the grass belt even in a state of artillery fire!" "Yes! **Fu didn't want to respond.

I then ordered: "The sixth company will organize a fire feint on the front, and the fourth company will be in reserve, and the attack will be launched as soon as the cannon fire is fired!" ”

"What? Attack as soon as the cannon sounds? The fighters thought they had heard it wrong.

But the truth is that they heard it right, and I bet that the grass will take away the dead end of our artillery fire, and I will rush to it while our artillery fire is still bombing......