Chapter 21: Company Commander

Chapter 21: Company Commander

Perhaps knowing that we had been prepared, the Vietnamese army did not launch another attack after suffering that failed sneak attack. After all, the Vietnamese army also knew very well that in this case, attacking a regiment of our army, which had a geographical advantage, with less than a battalion of troops, would be almost no different from "suicide", although our regiment had already suffered more than half of the casualties by this time.

I think part of the reason for this is that the Vietnamese army knew about my existence. At a distance of more than 400 meters, they shot their Red Banner bearers to death, and also knocked out several Vietnamese soldiers who were close to the Red Flag one after another, almost causing them to lose their military flags...... These are not things that ordinary people can do anyway.

As a result, these Vietnamese troops, who have always looked down on the combat quality of our army, will inevitably re-evaluate our quality. Even if there is a follow-up plan, it must be carried out carefully.

I don't know how the others were doing that night, but I had a good night's sleep after the battle. When I woke up at dawn, I found the warriors yawning, and I think they were all too nervous to sleep. This can't be blamed on them, the first day on the battlefield, the first day to face so many lives and deaths, I think anyone will behave like this. If they've gone through everything I've experienced on the battlefields of Korea, like marching while sleeping, fighting the enemy for seven or eight days or even longer, then they'll understand why I've been able to sleep so soundly at this time.

In fact, I was able to sleep so well thanks to the sniper rifle in my hand.

After trying the SVD sniper rifle in his hand to have some knowledge of its "sexuality", he will hold it and laugh almost when he dreams. What could be more attractive to a sniper than a sniper rifle that is "sexually" good and very good?

I don't think so, at least for the time being, I haven't found anything more worthy of my attention.

Ever since I came to this plane, I've been frustrated that I can't get used to the guns in the army, like the 56 and a half and 56 submachine guns...... Whether it is the accuracy, range or power of the "shooting" is far from the M1C I used to use, and it is not even comparable to the old rifle Mosin Nagant. If I had Mosin Nagant in my army, I would have no hesitation in choosing this vintage rifle.

Sometimes I wonder how it is that the development of this weapon is getting more and more backward. Now I understand why, it is not that the development of weapons is becoming more and more backward, but that the division of labor of infantry is becoming more and more detailed.

For an ordinary infantryman, 56 and a half meters of the 300 or 400 meters of "shooting" range is sufficient, and no matter how far the "shooting" range is, it is a waste for those infantry who do not have a high level of "shooting" and attacking. In addition, most of the battles on the battlefield take place at a distance of three or four hundred meters, and it may even be close at hand. Therefore, appropriately reducing the "firing" range requirements of individual weapons and increasing their "firing" rate and ammunition capacity are actually the requirements of the modern battlefield.

Of course, this is completely different for a sniper like me. That's why the Soviet Union wanted to develop this kind of high-precision, long-range, high-power SVD sniper rifle. It's just that our army didn't imitate it at this time because it didn't pay attention to snipers.

(Note: Our army's Type 79 sniper rifle is an imitation of the Soviet-style SVD sniper rifle, which was copied after the SVD sniper rifle was captured from the Vietnamese army in the 79 counterattack war, and began to be put into mass production in 81, which played an important role in the Laoshan battlefield, and had a record of 1300 meters of sniper killing the Vietnamese army in actual combat.) ）

The sun gradually rises over the boundary between the green mountains and the sky. At first, there was a little bit of dark red, and a few rays of light made the whole world dark. As it rises, its color changes dramatically, vermilion, orange, and lavender, and finally the whole earth becomes brilliant.

I have to admit that the scenery in Vietnam is beautiful, full of green hills, green fields, jungles and fields. Of course, all this is the result of looking into the distance. As soon as we looked a little back, we saw patches of corpses, and piles of green-headed flies hovering like bombers on top of them, and lots and lots of bugs that couldn't tell what they were......

No one went to collect the bodies. The Vietnamese army did not dare to come up, and we did not dare to go down, because no one dared to guarantee that there was not a single black hole waiting in the jungle or in the woods at the foot of the mountain. The air soon filled the air with the disgusting smell of blood and corpses.

Unlike North Korea, which has a low temperature of minus tens of degrees Celsius in winter, the corpses do not stink even if they are left on the ground for several months. The air in Vietnam is "damp" and humid, and the temperature is mostly above 30 degrees during the day, so the corpses will quickly deteriorate and stink, and it will only take less than ten hours to smell.

Our breakfast was served in such an environment, a compressed biscuit and a box of canned vegetables. The other warriors also barely ate a little, in order to conserve their strength! I taught them these things back in the boot camp. It's just that some of them are embarrassed, when they first distributed canned meat, they thought that canned meat was a good thing, so they desperately grabbed it, or exchanged it with other soldiers...... Check it out! At this moment, as soon as the lid of those cans was lifted, let alone eating, I smelled the smell and saw the "color" of the piece of meat, and began to vomit......

"Platoon Commander......" Junko watched me eat the canned vegetables in my hand with relish, his face was pale, and he held up the canned meat in his hand that had been opened, and asked, "Can we ...... Swap ...... with you Change a dish! ”

"Hmm!" I nodded, casually changed the cans in the hands of the two of them, and then picked up a few pieces of meat and stuffed them into my mouth and chewed them!

"Wow......" A bunch of things squirted out of Junko's mouth again, and then Junko fled as if she was hiding from the plague.

Some people are scared like this! Seeing this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, if they had experienced the battlefield where people were starved to death, I don't think they would have behaved like this!

"There is a situation!" Just as I was marching with all my strength with my bayonet, the voice of a hometown person came from the walkie-talkie on my left shoulder: "Platoon Commander Cui, here is a white flag!" Do you want to kill him? ”

As I chewed, I looked back and saw that there was really a Vietnamese soldier with a white flag, and he didn't have any weapons with him.

"Don't shoot, let him up!" I ordered.

At the same time, I couldn't help frowning, with the tough attitude of the Vietnamese army towards "traitors", it is difficult for me to understand how this Vietnamese soldier could have come here. Even if we don't shoot him, his comrades won't let him go! It didn't take long for me to understand that he was not a "traitor", but a "messenger".

It was a short 18- or 9-year-old Vietnamese soldier with a thin face and a lean body, but most Vietnamese people were like that, perhaps because they were malnourished as children. After all, they have been fighting with ***, France, and the United States since the beginning of World War II, and the war has hardly stopped for decades, and the country can really be said to be poor and white. If it weren't for China and the Soviet Union to transport grain and ammunition to them, they would have starved to death and died of poverty.

This can be seen from the corpses of the Vietnamese soldiers on the inclined plane. Most of their uniforms were in tatters, some even charged barefoot, and it was strange to us that they had shoes pinned to their waists. Later, we learned that they were afraid of breaking their shoes during the charge and were reluctant to wear them......

As soon as the Vietnamese soldier climbed up and didn't say anything, his eyes were firmly fixed on the SVD sniper rifle in my hand, and his eyes flashed fiercely, glaring at me fiercely, as if he wanted to remember my face......

I smiled lightly, knowing that it was because the Vietnamese army had suffered a loss under my sniper rifle last night, and he was now remembering the old hatred.

"Just say anything!" I asked, and by this time I was convinced that he was not here to surrender but to have some purpose.

"Are you the commander of this force?" Unexpectedly, this Vietnamese soldier was not nervous at all, not only did not answer my words, but also asked a rhetorical question.

"It's not!" I replied dryly. I know he saw from the sniper rifle that I wasn't a commander, and no commander in the world would carry a sniper rifle!

"But!" I smirked and said to him, "If you don't say it now, then you never say it!" ”

The Vietnamese soldier was stunned and looked at me with a confused expression. So I quickly understood that this guy was not as good as I thought Chinese, and my "laughing knife" threat was in vain......

But fortunately, Hu Shaowen followed by him and quickly expressed my meaning to him.

The Vietnamese soldier looked at me, then at the soldiers around him, nodded and handed me a piece of paper, and said in stiff Chinese: "We hope that your army can give us the opportunity to carry the corpses......

"Oh!" I understood when I heard this, but this kind of thing is really not something I can decide, and waved his hand to Shunzi and said, "Take him to see Captain Zhang!" ”

"Yes!" Shunzi answered and motioned for the Vietnamese soldier to go with him.

But I didn't expect the Vietnamese soldier to stare at me, gritted his teeth and asked, "Where did you get this gun?" ”

"Paid! It's on this high ground! Finding that this guy's tone was a little unkind, I seemed to understand something, squinted my eyes and asked, "Who is he?" ”

No one else knows who "he" I mean by this, but the Vietnamese soldier in front of me must know that I am referring to the sniper who died under my hands.

"It's my brother!" The Vietnamese soldier looked at me like a vicious wolf and said in a slightly choked voice, "You killed him?" ”

"Yes!" I nodded and smiled, and then said, "My name is Cui Wei, remember!" ”

"Hmm!" The corners of Yue Jun's mouth fell, and a few words were squeezed out from between his teeth: "My name is Ruan Mingzheng, and I will avenge my brother one day!" ”

"Then you can live to that day!" I replied coldly.

"Let's go! You ......" Junko listened a little unpleasantly, and pushed him fiercely with the butt of her gun to walk towards the rear.

The order was soon issued: the Vietnamese army was allowed to collect the corpses, and when the Vietnamese troops were flying the banner of the "Red Cross", the corpse collection procession without weapons and no more than 50 people was not allowed to shoot, and all units must clear mines and strengthen vigilance to prevent the Vietnamese army from launching a deceptive "sexual" attack.

However, it turned out that "in case the Vietnamese army launched a deceptive 'sexual' attack" was completely unnecessary. The Vietnamese commanders were also well aware that if they used the collection of corpses to launch an attack on the battlefield, they might succeed once or twice, but after three times...... They can't even take the corpses!

In one point, the Vietnamese army is very similar to our army, that is, both sides attach great importance to the remains of martyrs, and sometimes even fight to sacrifice a few people to get back the sacrificed comrades.

So the question that comes to the mind of both warring parties is, if the other side does not allow the other side to contain the remains of the martyrs, does that mean that we ourselves will not be able to recover the remains of the martyrs?

It is precisely for this reason that no matter how much the two sides hate each other in future battles and how much they do everything on the battlefield, they show a rare bit of human "nature" in the matter of collecting corpses. So much so that in the later stage, both sides formed a tacit understanding, that is, there was no need to send "envoys" to "apply" and "demand" each other under white flags. As long as the "Red Cross" is a dozen and a team of no more than 50 people is sent up without weapons, both sides are very conscious not to shoot and not to shoot. Of course, there are some exceptions to this, and there is already too much uncertainty about what happens on the battlefield.

The Vietnamese army was quickly brought up, and to my great surprise and the soldiers, most of the team were women, wearing helmets and uniforms like the rest of the Vietnamese army. This made the soldiers who had not seen a woman for a long time couldn't help but be fascinated, where would they go to see any crosshairs, all of them were at those Vietnamese female soldiers, some smirked, some whispered hello, and some even whistled at them. Only Li Shuibo's face was pale, and he was sweating profusely and retracted back into the trench, not daring to "show" it.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but shake my head, knowing what he remembered again, it seemed that this had become an insurmountable hurdle in his heart.

"Platoon commander!" Looking at these female soldiers who came up to clean up the corpses, Al Ziri seemed to ask with some pity: "Why did the Yue devil send the woman here, and still do this job?" If this is a woman, then it's no wonder if I'm not scared to death! ”

"What's so strange about that!" Hu Shaowen said: "Listen to my mother, the Vietnamese woman may have done it!" Transporting the wounded and transporting ammunition ...... Do everything. There are also some female soldiers who follow the troops, called laundry workers, who help the troops with laundry and cooking during the day, and sleep with the soldiers at night......"

"Huh? Still...... Still sleeping? Alziri asked with some disbelief, "You mean...... That'......"

"Hmm!" Hu Shaowen nodded very dryly, this seemed to be a very ordinary thing for him.

"Really...... Is that really the case? Alziri was still a little unconvinced, and asked hesitantly, "You mean...... With whom? ”

"Hey! I said Alzi Day! Junzi was listening, pointed to the Vietnamese female soldiers in front of the position and quipped: "If you want to ask the truth, then why don't you just ask those Vietnamese female soldiers?" ”

As soon as there was a coaxing, the soldiers followed Shunzi to coax, and only when Alziri's face was red and his ears were red.

I believe Hu Shaowen's words are true. In fact, this is like North Korea during the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, in the war too many men died and the ratio of men and women was imbalanced, then the social status of women will inevitably decline. "Rare things are precious", this sentence is an immutable truth, even if people are not "things" The same applies.

Last night, there were more than 100 casualties of the Vietnamese army, and the Vietnamese female soldiers came and went two or three times like this, and disappeared without a trace in the reluctant eyes of the soldiers for more than half an hour. The battlefield returned to its original silence and solemnity, and only the sound of artillery from the north seemed to tell me that the main army was in full swing to attack Tongdeng.

"Platoon commander, platoon commander!" At this time, a communications soldier rushed to my side from the traffic trench in a hurry and said, "There are people from above, Commander Zhang asked you and Company Commander Li to go on a trip!" ”

"What? Coming so soon? Without waiting for me to answer, Junko hurriedly asked, "Did you say what the punishment is?" ”

"This ...... I don't know! The Messenger shook his head in embarrassment.

"it!" Alziri stomped his gun on the trench and said, "Platoon commander, if you want to punish us, let's go with you!" ”

"That's right! Let's go together! ”

……

The warriors gathered around in unison.

"What are you doing? Give me all back! I straightened up my face and scolded, "Have you forgotten that this is a battlefield?" The eyes of the devil are staring at the other side! It's all gone with me, so who's going to fight? Being a deserter gave up the position to the enemy, right? Get me back to my place! ”

"Yes!"

……

Hearing this, the soldiers had no choice but to return to their combat posts in despair.

"Platoon Commander Cui!" Company Commander Li scurried over and beckoned to me, and I willingly follow him in the direction of the regimental headquarters.

The regimental headquarters was located in a tunnel on the anticline of the 339 heights. This tunnel was built by the Vietnamese army, and it is also the only tunnel that we received from the Vietnamese army in its entirety in this battle.

The communication trenches connecting the tunnels were largely well preserved, so it didn't take us much time to get to the regimental headquarters. After calling the report, I walked in, and what I saw was a "mess" of walkie-talkies, radios, telephones, and documents......

"You two, come here!" Head Zhang didn't seem to be in a good mood, and his whole face was gloomy.

Company Commander Li glanced at me, as if he felt that this trip must be more auspicious, but I didn't care to stand forward and shouted a report.

"This is the political commissar Huang sent by his superiors!" Commander Zhang pointed to a bespectacled soldier beside him and said, "He brought the superior's advice on how to deal with you!" ”

I was thinking about what kind of punishment this was, but I didn't expect Political Commissar Huang to grasp my hand and say, "You are Comrade Cui Wei!" Your superiors have affirmed your achievements! So it was decided to let you take the position of the commander of the fifth company, and Comrade Li Zhifu, the former commander of the fifth company, served as the deputy company commander! ”

"What?" Hearing this, Company Commander Li and I couldn't help but look at each other, and now I knew why Commander Zhang's face was so ugly.