Chapter 82: A Secret Mission

Chapter 82: A Secret Mission

My guess was correct, and after ten minutes I got into the car back to the division headquarters, and it was a platoon commander who came to pick us up from the division's guard battalion. I once took the Seventh Company with them to cooperate with the puppet army special team, and of course I am no stranger to them.

When I walked out of the big 'gate' of the hospital, I was still thinking about whether this would be a 'trick' made by the puppet army agents, after bribing the company commander Jin who was guarding the hospital, assuming that the superiors were going to transfer us back, I drove a car and pulled out all of us important people, and then found a secluded place to "bang ......" a few shots to solve it.

But now that he saw that the soldiers who accompanied the car escort were all from the division's guard battalion, he let go of the only bit of vigilance in his heart.

This seems to be a 'problem' that has been left behind for a long time in the battlefield after fighting, and people will be suspicious at every turn, especially after understanding the ability of the all-pervasive puppet army agents, they will have more eyes no matter what. But now, I seem to be a little nervous.

"Commander, Commander......"

As soon as I lifted the canvas on the back of the car and climbed into the car, I heard the familiar cries of the soldiers, and before I could see the people in the carriage, several large hands were clasped tightly together.

After shaking hands with the soldiers warmly, they gradually adapted to the light in the carriage, and were stunned to find that Jin Qiulian and Lin Xue were also sitting in the carriage, but they pretended not to see me and showed a very cold look. It's normal for her to behave like this, Jin Qiulian is still angry with me in her heart, and Lin Xue is worried about the so-called "style problem".

As a child of a high-ranking cadre, it is understandable that Lin Xue is worried about this. But ever since she made a bold confession to me on the 585.2 heights, it's actually all obvious lice on the bald head.

The other fighters were all soldiers of the 538 Regiment, and after a careful look, they found that they were all soldiers of the Cold Gun Army, and Hu Zudi was also one of them.

"Comrades, are all right," I asked.

"All good"

"It's just a skin 'flesh' injury, it's not a big deal"

"I'm just tired"

……

The fighters replied excitedly.

"It's just ......" Hu Zudi said with some sadness: "There are many good comrades, we will never see each other again"

There was an instant silence in the carriage.

Looking at these brothers who lived and died together, I couldn't help but think of when we were together a few days ago, I didn't know if there would be a chance to meet next time. But it's more about rejoicing and nostalgia. Fortunately, I am still alive when I walk off the battlefield, and I miss those comrades-in-arms who will never come back on the battlefield......

I don't know who took the lead, and hummed the song "Barracks Green 'Flower'" that I taught them to sing in the carriage. When the lyrics burst out between the rough and choked throats of the soldiers, the soldiers couldn't help but sing along.

"The cold wind is blowing the leaves

The army is a green 'flower'

Dear comrades-in-arms, don't be homesick

Don't think about mom

……

Mom, don't worry

I've grown up, child

Standing guard is to defend the country

I am not afraid of wind and rain

……”

I also unconsciously sang along with the soldiers, singing over and over again without tirelessness. When she finally stopped, she realized that her face was full of tears, and Lin Xue couldn't cry anymore, and she couldn't care about crying on her knees......

In this way, the car slowly drove forward amid the heavy singing of the soldiers and the longing for their comrades, and for the next few hours, no one fell asleep or said a word.

I can understand the feelings of the soldiers, I am also one of them, and I can even say that I have a deeper experience than them, and more than 3,000 soldiers, all of them are good soldiers of the first class, and it can almost be said that the whole army is wiped out after only such a battle. What's more important is that they are all brothers who share our life and death, and the day before yesterday they were still laughing and talking together, but today...... But it is the two worlds of 'yin' and yang.

There are achievements, and there are honors, but I feel that all of this can't be exchanged for the lives of the soldiers, and they can't be exchanged for their smiling faces......

With a "squeak", the car stopped in the dark. The habit we have developed over a long period of time makes us lift the canvas and jump out of the car without thinking.

The first thing we saw was that Division Commander Pang was waiting for us with the cadres of the 180th Division, including the commanders of each regiment and the staff officers in the division headquarters. But what surprised me was that they lined up outside the car like a line of guards. In addition, the military uniforms of the volunteer army cadres are no different from the military uniforms of the soldiers, and if I didn't know them, I would definitely think that they were a team of guards.

"Salute" was cold, and when we were not mentally ready, we saw Master Pang and his party 'straightening' towards us and giving a standard military salute, and then all the soldiers around us also raised their hands.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers were immediately stupid, including me, my head buzzed and short-circuited for a few seconds, and after reacting, I hurriedly 'stood up' and returned a military salute to Commander Pang.

The mountain breeze blows through the soldiers' 'upright' military postures, and the bright moon illuminates the unspoken respect between the soldiers. All the warriors saluted each other, and although they didn't say anything, they all knew what the other wanted to say and what they wanted to say.

"Commander Cui" After a long while, Master Pang slowly relaxed, walked in front of me, held my hand and said: "Don't say anything, the formation of your 538 regiment is wrapped in me, you can rest assured, the superiors will also fully support us, we will never let a heroic regiment like you go on like this, no matter what equipment and materials from now on, it will be given priority to your regiment."

"Thank you, Teacher," I nodded movingly.

With this sentence from Division Commander Pang, I know that the 538 Regiment will continue to pass on our war history and the deeds of our soldiers.

Every army has its own war history, and war history is the soul of a army, which is almost equivalent to the cultural inheritance of a nation. Once a unit suffered heavy losses on the battlefield and was dismantled, it was in some ways history. In the future, the soldiers who join the 538 Regiment can proudly raise their hands and tell others: What battles our regiment has fought on the battlefield to resist US aggression and aid Korea, what merits have it made, and which heroes have emerged......

This is the honor of a unit, and it is often this honor that constantly 'stimulates' the soldiers who join the 538 Regiment in the future to keep up with their predecessors and learn from their martyrs.

This is the reason why a force that is good at attacking fortifications is always good at attacking fortifications, and an army with a history of demining heroes always emerges demining heroes. Even after decades of these troops, all the veterans have been replaced by new recruits.

Master Pang was silent for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said to me: "Come to my headquarters, I have something to say to you."

"Yes" I replied and followed behind Master Pang, and only then did I find myself in a small village. There are manicured wooden houses everywhere, some of them newly built.

Judging by the sound of several artillery shots from a distance, it was at least a few tens of kilometers from the front line. I think that the 180th Division suffered heavy casualties after this major battle and has been transferred to the rear to rest.

Now that he has been transferred to the rear to rest, what other tasks will he have? Looking at Master Pang's performance just now, it is obvious that he has an important task to be 'handed over' to me

Thinking about it, I couldn't help frowning, I really couldn't understand what kind of battle would be fought at this time, could it be that history had really changed because of my arrival?

followed Master Pang to the headquarters, which is actually a small wooden house of more than ten square meters, which is naturally indispensable for telephones and radios, but to my surprise, there is no one, except for me and Master Pang, the rest of the people are all isolated by the guards. So I became even more sleepy and 'confused', it seems that the task that Master Pang 'handed' me is not only important, but also highly confidential, otherwise, I wouldn't even have to guard against my own people

"Commander Cui" Master Pang lit a cigarette and said to me with some apologies: "Originally, you just came down from the battlefield, and you fought so badly, I should let you rest for a few days, but ......"

"Division commander, you can give the order," I replied, "** soldiers, who have not lived under gunpoint for a day." What's more, I don't lack arms or legs, as long as this battle is still fought, we can't rest."

Actually, I really don't want to fight. I remember that the armistice negotiations in history were signed at 10 o'clock in the morning of the 27th, and then carried out at 10 o'clock in the evening of the same day, so that the Korean War ended with a complete ceasefire on the entire front. It's the 21st now, and it's only five or six days before the end of the war, so I just need to survive these few days and I don't have to worry about it anymore, right? Who is willing to die after so many battles, and who will not be afraid to crawl out of the sea of corpses and blood? I can retire and return to China as a hero easily, right?

But I knew none of this was possible, and if a mission was so secret that even the people in their own division had to be quarantined, then everyone knew that it was not an ordinary mission. If I refuse, then maybe I'll be ...... for knowing a little bit about this assignment

Alas, I don't dare to think about the following, in short, I don't want to go to the Political Tribunal again. Since you have to carry out this mission in life and death, why not just agree, not to mention that I also want to know what this secret mission is

"Hmm" Master Pang patted me on the shoulder and nodded in satisfaction. He immediately approached me, lowered his voice and said: "Let me tell you a good news first, after the Battle of Jincheng, Syngman Rhee's group has been beaten by us to lose its temper, and it has lost several puppet troops of the main division, just like a tiger without teeth and claws, and can no longer be fierce. The next day they agreed to sign the armistice agreement, and the signing time was set for the 27th, six days before now."

"Oh, that's great," I flicked my fist as if I had just learned the news, "Finally knocked these shit down, so the war is going to end soon?" ”

"Hmm" Master Pang nodded, then shook his head again, and said, "Whether it can end smoothly or not, it's up to you......"

"Look at me?" I was inexplicably told by Master Pang, what does this armistice signing have to do with me...... Do you want me to sign it?

Master Pang looked left and right, and mysteriously approached my ear and said a few words: "The boss is going to sign, there is danger"

Listening to Master Pang's words, I immediately understood, no wonder this task was so mysterious, it turned out to be about the boss's itinerary to sign......

"Although the Syngman Rhee clique superficially agreed to sign, in fact, there is still a glimmer of hope," Commander Pang continued: "That is the assassination operation, once they succeed and destroy the signing of the armistice agreement, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Although Master Pang didn't say much, I still understood it in my heart. If the puppet army really succeeds, they will not only succeed in destroying the signature, but will also 'provoke' the entire volunteer army. At that time, the enraged volunteer soldiers fought again, and a truce became an impossible.

But...... Isn't Syngman Rhee afraid of being uprooted by us?

After thinking about it, I quickly understood that Syngman Rhee was making a risky move. Because he knew that the United States would never have watched the strategically important territory of south Korea fall into the hands of Kim Il Sung in such a way. When the puppet army is beaten all over the ground by us, the US military will eventually strike again for its own interests, followed by the United Nations army. Syngman Rhee wanted to use this poisonous trick to tie everyone back to his chariot to unify Korea, so that the volunteers and the United Nations forces would once again fight on the battlefield inseparably and with corpses all over the field......

For the sake of his own 'selfishness', he does not hesitate to start a war again, and makes the soldiers of various countries pay a heavy price for his 'desire', does this guy still have a conscience? However, it seems that the relationship between countries cannot be said in the first place with conscience, and there are only interests between them, naked interests.

"Judging from the information sent by our comrades lurking in the puppet army, the puppet army has already begun operations in this area," Commander Pang said worriedly: "But this is all we can know, and we don't know anything about the time, place, and operation code of the enemy's move." The higher authorities attached great importance to this matter, sent a large number of reconnaissance troops to search everywhere, and even mobilized all available intelligence personnel to collect intelligence, and even exposed more than a quarter of the total number of intelligence personnel for this purpose, but there were still no clues. So the superior thought of you......"

"Teacher" replied with some embarrassment: "But...... I can only fight, not gather intelligence."

"I don't want you to collect intelligence," Master Pang shook his head and continued: "It's only five or six days before the signing time, and it's too late to send you into the puppet army to collect intelligence. You have performed very well in dealing with puppet army agents a few times, and you are very experienced in dealing with them, so your superiors asked you and your troops to cooperate with the guard company to protect the safety of Mr. Peng."

Listening to these words of Master Pang, I completely understood that I was asked to serve as the boss's guard and be responsible for his safety.

To say that this task, whether it is for the country, to end the war, or for personal feelings, I should spare no effort to do a good job but soon frowned, we know too little information, the puppet army spies may be ambushed in any place where the boss goes to Kaesong, at any time to launch a surprise attack, how can we ensure the safety of the boss?

"How? Do you have the confidence to complete the task? Master Pang asked.

"Yes," I replied without thinking about it.

This question and answer has long become a form in the volunteer army, and there is no one who can answer "no", and even if there is a real difficulty, he will raise it after answering "yes" loudly.

Just like me now, I scratched my head in embarrassment, and said hesitantly: "Commander, the information given is too little, I don't even know where the boss is, where to start from, which route to take, how to protect the boss's safety at that time?" ”

"You don't need to know this," Commander Pang replied, "I don't know that my superiors have their own arrangements, you and your cold-gun troops must always be ready, keep your best condition and ready to go at any time."

"Yes," I replied helplessly.

My 'sexuality' is that I like to know everything in advance, and opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared, so I don't like this way of carrying out tasks, even though it may be necessary. Because if the route taken by the boss can be known to Master Pang or me, the head of the regiment, it seems to mean that it is not safe.

"Also," Master Pang finally 'confessed' again: "You are the only one who knows about this matter, and all the others, including your soldiers, can't say a word."

"Yes," I replied again.

There is no doubt that this is another way that I don't like, I can't say anything with such a big secret in my heart, and if I can, I'd rather Master Pang don't tell me the truth until the last moment.

When I followed the guards back to a bungalow, the soldiers of the Cold Gun Unit were already wrapped in the quilt, except for Lin Xue and Jin Qiulian, two 'female' fighters who slept in another hut, the rest of the twenty-one sharpshooters were all here. As soon as they saw me coming back, they all rolled over from the 'bed' and sat up, and asked in a gossipy voice, "Commander, is there a mission?" ”

"When will the head of the regiment leave?"

……

"Give me all sleep," I replied coldly: "What kind of fame, what kind of mission, what kind of mission can you have just returned from the battlefield?" Go to bed right away and start training tomorrow morning"

"Yes," the soldiers replied, not daring to ask more, and went back to the bed again.

I found my 'bed' and lay down, 'touched' and 'touched' the quilt seemed to be brand new, and there were two new military uniforms at the head of the 'bed'. These thoughts were specially arranged by Master Pang, although it was a trivial matter, but it was also a piece of his heart.

It's just that...... Am I up to the task? It's not that I'm not confident in myself, it's that there are too many uncertainties in this task......