Chapter 6: Leaving the Back Door

Chapter 6: Leaving the Back Door

Bamboo leaves and bamboo pieces fell from the top of our heads like a hazy drizzle of "women" scattered "flowers" to the sky, and even a few interrupted yellow bamboos fell from the sky with a crackling sound, which frightened the soldiers to hug their heads and scream, and "chaos" in all directions.

Some of them hugged the bamboo tightly, hoping that the yellow bamboo would give them a sense of security. But what they didn't know was that the Type 56 machine gun bullets could easily penetrate the yellow bamboo and hit them hiding behind them; Some of them lay motionless on the ground, holding their heads like ostriches, without even the courage to raise their rifles, as if waiting only for the enemy to come in front of them and stab their bayonets into their bodies; Some have even begun to retreat......

This cannot be blamed on them, people who have never fought in a war will inevitably be afraid and timid when they see this kind of scene for the first time. I believe that if it were in the daytime, they would not be afraid to be like this, but the darkness adds many uncertain dangers to the scene, and gives the warriors boundless room for imagination, just as the man hiding in a cabinet scares himself.

I can't bear to scare them like that, but it's clear that it's better to be scared now than to be scared on the battlefield and your legs go weak

"Bang bang ......" I fired two shots into the sky, and shouted loudly at the retreating soldiers: "I, Cui Wei, do what I say, whoever is a deserter I will kill whoever is a deserter, and I will kill myself after killing you."

My voice was cold and murderous, and the soldiers knew I was a "madman", so there was no doubt that I would do it, which made the soldiers who were trying to run stop in an instant.

In fact...... I don't really know what to do if they do continue to run away

Kill them? I can't get through it in terms of conscience or discipline. If it was really a battlefield, it would be fine, but now it is a drill.

Suicide to apologize? I'm not that stupid, and I want to keep this useful body to play a little more

But now I don't seem to need to worry about this problem, because no one dares to take a step back anymore.

"Bang bang......" I fired two more shots into the air: "Don't you think you're amazing?" Where is all the prestige in the barracks? Where are the skills you usually teach? Where is all the pride in singing? ”

I feel a bit like the bandits in "The Story of Bandits in Oolong Mountain", who shoot twice into the sky at every turn before speaking. However, the effect of this move seems to be very good, because the soldiers are used to it, and when they hear these two shots, they know that I have something to say, and they know that there is an order to be carried out

In fact, if it were a real battle at this time, I might have ordered the soldiers to retreat immediately. Entering the enemy's minefield is no joke, as soon as the enemy discovers the sound of explosions here, he will soon organize machine guns, mortars, and even long-range artillery to greet this side, and one of our companies is not enough for them to blow up.

But now it's not a real fight, it's a drill. The purpose of this exercise is to help them overcome their fear of war, their fear of death, and to find a way to survive in fear, so that they realize that the only way to survive is to stand up and fight

"Stand up," I shouted hysterically at them, "your position has been exposed, and the enemy's artillery will soon bombard this place, do you want to stay here and become a 'meat' sauce?" Do you want to be machine-gunned into a sieve? Do you want to be blown to pieces by shells? If you continue to stay here, these will soon become a reality. Your parents can't see your corpses, they can only receive your organs...... The containment team will pick up your feet from the ground, take your entrails from the branches, pick up your blown heads at the bottom of the mountain, and put them back together to send them back......"

I depicted the horrors of war in front of them, the cruelty of the battlefield, because I felt that the horrors created here were not enough. In fact, it is indeed not enough, and the real battlefield is not only two 'strong' machine guns fighting on the top of the mountain, but there should also be blood, shells, gunsmoke and shocking deaths

These are things that I can't arrange, but I can describe them to the soldiers, and let them use their imagination in this darkness to imagine what the battlefield is like

"If you stay here, you will only die," I shouted to the soldiers, "tell me your choice, whether you want to live and continue to fight, rush to the battlefield like a hero and trample the enemy under your feet, or die here like a dog"

I didn't tell them what to do, and I didn't push or pull them up. Because I know very well that if I do this, they will still need my orders next time, and they will still need me to push and pull them up.

What I hope is that they can overcome themselves, and only then can they become a qualified soldier, a warrior, a warrior on the battlefield

But they did not stand up, and although no one dared to retreat, no one stood up and rushed forward.

Just when I was disappointed, I suddenly heard a voice shouting: "Demine with grenades"

I could tell that this was Li Shui's 'wave' voice, he had always been silent, but he shouted the first useful words on the battlefield. Was it hatred that made him forget his fear or overcome it? From this point of view, hatred is a really good thing.

"I told the instructor to demine with a grenade and walk as far as you can along the crater"

This is Alziri shouting, this is a simple sound, it seems to be repeating Li Shui's 'wave' words, but it is telling everyone what to do.

"That's right, after breaking out of the minefield in three ways, use the charge as the signal, and attack from three sides at the same time"

It was Yang Songjian who shouted this sentence, and he was able to formulate a battle plan at this time, which shows that he has a certain degree of leadership ability. Although this battle plan was not clever, because he had to leave at least one or two squads for reserve maneuvers

"Follow me in four rows"

"Five platoons prepare grenades"

"Six platoons follow me"

……

One order after another was passed from the platoon commander, and the troops quickly divided into three teams and marched forward while throwing grenades. Of course, the grenades are drill bombs that can't be exploded. This is because it is very dangerous to throw a grenade in the bamboo forest at night, if you use live ammunition, the grenade is likely to be bounced back by the yellow bamboo, and the soldiers cannot detect the grenade that is close at hand because of the darkness.

I don't want the soldiers to be killed or injured in the exercise, and I don't want my career as an instructor to end there, and I probably want to be put in prison, so I can only choose the drill bomb.

It is also not known whether it was because the fighters found out that the grenade was a drill bomb, or because someone took the lead in organizing it and regained its strength, they quickly got into shape. They were all lined up in two teams, sometimes lying down and throwing bombs forward, sometimes cats bent along the grenade point, and in a short time broke out of the minefield and entered the preparatory site.

"These boys" watched the soldiers get out of the minefield in an orderly manner, and the people in their hometown couldn't help but sigh: "Okay, I've grown up"

I also smiled with satisfaction, although the real battlefield will never be so simple, but at least they know what to do, and they also know how to choose in a critical situation.

As soon as the horn was blown, the soldiers shouted "kill" and outflanked the No. 5 position from three sides. Of course, when they charged, they also followed the straggler formation I taught them, cooperating with each other, supporting each other and rushing towards the position, and the cooperation between each other seemed to be much more tacit, I think this is because of the result of a life-and-death decision just now

Just when I was happy to watch the play, I was suddenly startled by a burst of "bang bang......" gunshots, mom, the bullets in their hands are real, don't beat the two instructors on the top of the hill to the ground

"Stop," I hurriedly blew my whistle and shouted at the fighters as I ran: "The drill is over, stop shooting"

The people in my hometown also panicked, and followed me to the top of the mountain, and I didn't know how many mines and bamboo sticks I stepped on along the way.

When I ran to the top of the mountain, I saw that the two instructors were shaking with their hands under the guns of the soldiers, and when they saw their hometown, they scolded him: "**** Instructor Chen, you didn't say that they also used live ammunition."

"If we know that they are live ammunition, we will not bring two packs of cigarettes to kill me, so let us do this life-saving work"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the hometown people hurriedly signaled the soldiers to put down their guns, picked up the two instructors and said with a smile: "It's not that I didn't tell you, it's that you don't take it to heart, right?" Who slapped the 'chest' so loudly that it bet that these recruits wouldn't be able to rush up? I seem to remember that the bet was ......"

"Who's who...... Tell you that the bet is made" The two instructors stood up and patted the dust and stood up: "That's it, don't look for us next time you have this job, and you won't do it if you die."

As he spoke, he picked up his machine gun and walked down the hill

"Hey Lao Wang, Lao Cai" The hometown people seemed to be in a good mood, and shouted at the backs of the two instructors: "Be careful that there are mines and bamboo sticks on the road."

"you," the two instructors scolded from the bamboo forest, which only caused the soldiers to laugh

"What are you laughing at" I scolded with a straight face: "Do you know how many mistakes you have made, if you are on a real battlefield, you can still laugh when ten lives are gone"

The warriors suddenly fell silent.

"Who's flashlight," I asked.

"I ......"

"Me"

"And my ......"

Several fighters stepped forward

"Flashlight on such a dark night?" I scolded unceremoniously: "If you don't worry if you die, it will hurt the whole company, do you know?" You are spies, you are anti-**"

"I, we ......"

The two hats of spies and anti-** are not light in this era, and they are going to be shot at every turn, and the soldiers were stunned on the spot as soon as I said this.

I ignored them, turned around and shouted to the team: "Xu Liangfei, Wang Wenchang, Li Yongle, out of the ranks"

"To" The three platoon commanders quickly stood up.

"How did you command, the warriors were scared, and you were scared? Then what do you platoon commanders do?" I said, pointing to the noses of several of them, "You have been in the minefield with your troops for twelve or twelve minutes, and hundreds of shells and thousands of rounds of ammunition have come over. You, you, and you...... And your subordinates are already dead, you know? It doesn't matter if you die, don't drag your subordinates to the funeral."

"Instructor, you punish us," Wang Wenchang plucked up his courage and said.

"Punishment has a fart use, can people be resurrected after death?"

"And you," I said, pointing to the soldiers, "didn't you forget where you were usually taught, and weren't you all great when you were in the barracks?" Still 'showing' your face in front of your fellow countrymen, aren't you? How? As soon as you go to the battlefield, you will die? ”

I suddenly realized that I was very good at hurting people, and I scolded the soldiers who were already full of confidence all bowed their heads.

"Why are you still stunned, why do you immediately build fortifications and organize defenses," I then scolded: "Do you want to wait for the enemy shells to come up and die again?"

"Yes," the soldiers replied, and without saying a word, they scattered to find terrain and build fortifications.

"You don't need to scold so badly," the hometown man laughed: "They're already very good"

"It's still far from going to war"

"Why do I feel more and more ......" said the hometown man with some doubts, "You seem to have been on the battlefield, and you have fought for many years"

Only then did I realize that I had leaked my mouth again, and hurriedly said with a dry smile: "How can you look at my age, I still wear open crotch 'pants' when I fight."

"Yes," the native nodded, and handed me a cigarette.

I was stunned, this is unprecedented, the instructor handed cigarettes to the recruits, but the recruits were not allowed to 'smoke'.

The hometown people smiled, and raised their heads at me nonchalantly to signal me to take it, and then I took the cigarette and swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog with the villagers. The smoke of this era was much better and less choking than it was during the Korean War.

"I think it's time for the platoon commander to change," I said.

Wang Wenchang, Xu Liangfei, and several other platoon commanders have achieved good results, but they lack leadership skills. Facts have also proved that soldiers with excellent achievements in peacetime are not necessarily suitable for command on the battlefield. Even deserters on the battlefield are often the ones who behave well and bravely in peacetime...... Of course, this cannot be said in one fell swoop

"Hmm" the hometown man nodded, "I was also about to tell you about this"

"Have you chosen someone?" I looked at my hometown suspiciously.

"I'll give out two, you can give one" The hometown people looked at me with a smile.

"Yang Songjian" I didn't think about it, so I replied: "This person has good concentration, and he can still formulate a combat plan in such a 'chaotic' situation just now, which is enough to stand alone."

"No problem" The hometown man spat out a smoke ring and leisurely leaned against the bamboo behind him.

"What about the other two?" I asked.

"One is you"

"Hmm" I took it lightly, in fact it was already expected by me. These soldiers are all managed by me like this, who else can this platoon commander not count me?

"You're so generous" The hometown turned his head and looked at me in surprise: "Don't be modest, dodge"

"Do you think I look like a humble person?" I asked rhetorically.

"It's not like," the hometown man shook his head and smiled at me.

"Who's the third person?" I asked.

"I," the native replied lightly, as if he were saying something insignificant.

Now it was my turn to be stunned: "You, you are the platoon leader?" That...... So who is the instructor"

"Instructors will soon be no longer needed"

"You mean...... Recruit training is over? I wondered, "Isn't the time yet up?" ”

"So to speak, but not because the time is up" The native lowered his voice: "It's because there is going to be a war"

"Hmm," I looked at my hometown with a look of surprise and asked, "How do you know?" ”

"What do you think...... Is it only because of that bet that I 'handed over' the soldiers to you to practice? The hometown man smiled, and the scar on his forehead was also twisted: "You can fight and train soldiers, but you still know too little about the troops, and the recruits have received so many bullets and grenades so smoothly?" Can a recruit replace a broken gun with a new one at any time? Can recruits receive so much equipment and supplies? Can a recruit be so casual all day and all night away from the barracks? ”

I admit that I really didn't take this into account, as people back home say, I know too little about the troops. Even if you know about it, it's limited to the first level of recruits.

Looking at me in a daze, the people in my hometown said incomprehensibly: "No matter what you do now, you need some relationship, understand?" ”

"Well, you mean...... Do you have a relationship with it? ”

"I didn't say that, I realized it"

That's right, after thinking about it, I understand a little, if it really doesn't matter, it seems very difficult to do what he just said and he can know in advance that there is going to be a war, which means that he has a hard relationship with the top

But no, then I quickly thought, since he is related, then why......

"You know you're going to go to war and you're willing to be a platoon commander?" I finally got to the point.

The hometown nodded: "I asked for it"

After a moment of silence, he continued: "I could have continued to be an instructor here, but I didn't want to"

"Why?"

"No, why," replied the native "I don't want to train batches of fighters to ...... with my own hands"

The people in my hometown didn't say what I said, but I understood what he meant. The soldiers trained in the recruit camp are indeed not enough to go to the battlefield. And it is very likely that in the future, because of the needs of the war, they will only spend a few days training the recruits how to shoot guns, and then send them to the battlefield.

Although it has nothing to do with the instructors, they are also instructed to do so. But in some ways, it was the instructors who killed the recruits

"I have to thank you," the hometown man patted me on the shoulder, "You made me decide, and ...... I will try to get this force into battle as a formation. Let's do it."

Looking at the back of the departing hometown, I suddenly felt that he was taller.

I have long known something about "going to the back door" from my parents, and I have also seen such a similar plot in "The 'Flower' Ring Under the Mountain". I am afraid that this is also a special 'color' brought to us by the ten years of turmoil, because I have rarely seen such things on the Korean battlefield.

But this is the first time I've heard of "going through the back door" to go to the battlefield