Chapter 25: Poisoning

Chapter 25: Poisoning

"Bang bang ......" After a few gunshots, two more Vietnamese soldiers fell under my guns.

Three bullets knocked down two targets, which was not a good result before. If this is on the battlefield of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, I would be a little sorry for myself if I didn't shoot a single soldier like this. But I also know that the battlefield is not comparable to what it used to be. First, the battlefield environment is different, and second, the quality of the opponent is also different.

We are now dealing with the Vietnamese army, who are good at jungle warfare, and they can be said to have lived in the jungle since they wore open crotch 'pants'. The jungle is to them like the water of fish and the sky of birds. And in this jungle, he has decades of combat experience with the French and American troops.

And what about us? More than half of the soldiers have only been in the army for a few months, and the veterans also 'touch' the hoe more than the gun. Even if I, an "outlier", have a few years of experience in the Korean War, the environment is really different. How can there be such a dense jungle on the Korean battlefield, and there is ice and snow everywhere, and in order to prevent the volunteers from having a place to hide, and in order to allow planes to better reconnoitre, the area close to the battle line of more than 10 kilometers is completely cleaned with artillery shells and incendiary bombs. So everywhere there was an open scorched earth......

The Vietnamese army was very alert, and after the two targets were knocked down by me, they quickly realized that there were snipers in my direction, and two rows of bullets quickly swept towards my hiding place. It only made the branches and leaves above my head rattle, and the splinters of wood and broken branches drifted all over my head. It seemed scary, but I wasn't worried at all, and just ducked my head behind the trunk and avoided it.

Jungle warfare is like that, it's hard for me to hit them, and it's just as hard for them to hit me. Especially those AK47s with low 'precision' accuracy, it is more dependent on luck and stray bullets to hit the opponent

When I slowly poked my head out of the gun from the other side, I found that the Vietnamese soldiers had retreated some distance and adjusted their formations accordingly. I was able to threaten their flanks just now, but now I'm face to face with them.

Seeing these guys' movements almost now, I couldn't help but secretly praise, if my army also practiced their one-handed kung fu, then I could also command them to fight like an arm.

But if they think they can avoid my bullets, they are underestimating me......

I took a few steps to the left front, shifted positions, and carefully rested my rifle on a tree root. At this point, I'm moving fast, and I'm sure I'll be at least twice as fast as on the Korean battlefield. The reason is very simple, on the icy battlefield in North Korea, a quick movement is like rat poop in a pot of white porridge, and it is difficult not to be discovered. In this Vietnamese jungle, the tree trunks, weeds and shrubs around me are my natural cover, as long as I am careful not to touch them. In case the enemy finds me, I can also hide in a hidden spot as fast as I can.

Anyway, it seems easy to find a safe hiding spot in the jungle, whether it is to the left or the right, you can basically hide behind the tree trunk with two rolls

My scope quickly locked onto the hiding area of a Vietnamese soldier. He is very clever and jumps to one tree and another for a while. Never 'shoot' twice from the same position behind the same tree. Unfortunately, I quickly figured out how he 'shot' his shots: he had to defend this point, otherwise he would risk exposing the flanks of his comrades to our troops, a limitation that forced him to circle around the trees.

So I aimed my rifle at the open space in the middle of the trees and waited...... I didn't pay any attention to his movements, I just knew that after a long time, he would always cross this middle ground.

As expected, half a minute later, he quickly and swiftly rolled towards the middle ground with an AK47 in his arms......

I'll admit, I didn't expect him to do the tumbling move, so the crosshair was high, but that didn't stop my bullet from hitting him, and I had enough reflexes to kill him on the way to hide in another tree.

I quickly moved the crosshair down to the left with the roll of the Vietnamese army, and then with a "bang", a bullet flew out and 'intersected' with the Vietnamese soldier's body one second before he entered the hiding point.

I didn't see his body, because his body still rolled into the trunk of a tree by habit. But I was sure I had hit him, for the grass behind him had been dyed red, and he hadn't come out to shoot again.

"Bang" was another gunshot, and another Vietnamese soldier was shot dead by me.

This was a Vietnamese soldier hiding in the grass, not far from my position, and he didn't even shoot a shot, and I wouldn't have found him if I hadn't noticed some strange 'waves' in a few grasses there.

Then it quickly occurred to me that this guy was clearly in ambush against me...... When the Vietnamese realized that there was a sniper in our direction, their response was to leave a Vietnamese soldier in ambush in the grass, and then retreat some distance to change formation. If I unconsciously catch up, or shoot again to 'reveal' my position, the Vietnamese army hiding in the grass can play a role......

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, I really didn't expect that even ordinary Vietnamese soldiers would have such qualities, this may be the combat experience they summed up when they fought with the French army and the American army for a long time, these experiences may have been a consensus for the Vietnamese army, that is, once they encounter the enemy's snipers, then they don't want to do it, but for me and my soldiers, it is a trap that eats people

I was lucky to have survived just now.

First of all, because I was confident in my marksmanship, I simply changed the sniper position and didn't catch up. Otherwise, I would have probably fallen under the gun of the Vietnamese soldier hiding in the grass during the pursuit.

Secondly, it was the Vietnamese soldier who misjudged that I would catch up, so his gun was aimed at my way, so that he had to adjust the muzzle direction when I 'exposed' the target. It was the weedy wave that caught my attention.

In the end, I was quick enough to shoot my opponent before I found him hiding.

This..., as long as I didn't reach a point, all that was waiting for me was the bullets of the AK47. Imagine that I, a sniper who had fought on the Korean battlefield for several years, almost died at the hands of an ordinary Vietnamese soldier, and most likely did not even know how to die...... I was afraid for no reason.

Later, I learned that the Vietnamese army I was facing was not actually an ordinary unit, it was the 3rd Division, the famous ace division of the Vietnamese army, known as the "steel and copper wall". This is also known as the "Venus Division", and the name means "a Venus in the south", symbolizing victory.

It is said that this division is good at attacking, can fight close combat, night combat, and has made great achievements in the battle against the American army. That is, before the self-defense counterattack, this division boasted of "hitting the Friendship Pass for breakfast, and going to Nanning to spend the 'Spring' Festival." It's a pity that before they could rush to Friendship Pass for breakfast, our troops brought them bullets......

However, it is undeniable that the quality of this division is indeed good, so much so that I almost fell into their way. This accident also made me more vigilant in future wars, realizing that the danger came not only from the snipers of the Vietnamese army, but also from the ordinary soldiers of the Vietnamese army, and even from Vietnamese civilians......

"Bang bang" two shots, with the hatred of almost capsizing in the 'yin' ditch, I raised my rifle and knocked down two Vietnamese soldiers one after another. Under the attack of Li Shui' and 'Bo' and other soldiers, these Vietnamese troops fought very hard, and now they knew that the left flank was once again threatened by me, a sniper, and several people had died, so they could not help but panic sharply. They shouted something behind them as they took turns backing in an orderly manner.

Seeing this, I couldn't help frowning, knowing that I was too much of a threat and pressure on them, which directly led to their intention to retreat. So I regretted it, I should have dragged them and waited for Yang Songjian and his hometown to attack, then it would be a three-sided attack on the Vietnamese army, no matter how high their quality is, no matter how good they are at fighting jungle warfare, I am afraid that there is only one way to go.

But now......

I hurriedly called into the walkie-talkie: "The first platoon and the third platoon report the location of the Vietnamese army is about to escape, why haven't they arrived yet?" ”

There was no answer on the walkie-talkie, and when I was anxious and confused, there was a sudden burst of gunfire in the jungle, and Yang Songjian shouted: "Comrades, don't let go of avenging the sacrificed comrades......"

The sound of rifles, submachine guns, machine guns, and the explosion of grenades, bullets flying from three sides were like a dense swarm of locusts flying 'chaotically' on the Vietnamese army's position, and the leaves, branches, and Qingteng were broken and exploded one by one as if they had been gnawed by locusts, and even some small trees with a thick wrist were blown off by grenades and collapsed.

There was no suspense in the ensuing battle, and the Vietnamese army's defensive line, which was already very difficult to defend, quickly collapsed at the moment when the flanking troops arrived, and the Vietnamese troops who were caught in the flank on three sides did not rush at all, and fell under the guns of our soldiers without any movement. Although they have good qualities, they are not three-headed and six-armed after all; Although they are good at jungle warfare, they are surrounded on three sides and have no space and time to exert their combat effectiveness.

The battle ended quickly, and I don't know if the Vietnamese army was brave enough to surrender, or they simply didn't have time to surrender, the Vietnamese soldiers of these two platoons of more than 70 people all fell in the forest except for a few fish that ran fast and slipped through the net. The soldiers did not wait for my order, turned on their bayonets and walked to the Vietnamese soldiers to begin the "physical examination".

I stepped over the corpses of Vietnamese soldiers with my rifle in my hand, and then through the bullet holes on three sides of the trees, and the path where Battalion Commander Dinh was located appeared in front of me......

Corpses, wounded soldiers, even the uninjured soldiers were bloody and bloody, and the weeds on the mountain road and both sides of the mountain road flowed with the blood of the soldiers. The whole world beneath my feet is a blood-stained world, a hell......

"Battalion Commander Ding...... "I walked a few steps down and saw a soldier covered in blood sitting on a stone and watching all this in a daze, like a piece of wood. After a while, I recognized him as Ding Zhiping, the battalion commander.

"Hygienist" I hurriedly waved behind me, but was stopped by Camp Commander Ding.

"I'm fine, I'm fine......" He sighed heavily and lowered his head, tears falling like pearls with broken threads. His head and face were covered with blood, and as soon as tears rolled out of his eyes, they were red, like blood-red tears, and he looked very scary.

I can understand Camp Commander Ding's mood at this time. Obviously, Battalion Commander Ding cares about his subordinates very much, and even to the point where he can care about whether the fighters are in trouble at home. It is not easy for him to be able to do this if there are three or four hundred people in a battalion, and it also shows his feelings for the soldiers.

I think that's why he trains in his spare time. As he said, sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime. He just wanted his men to shed less blood and return to their hometowns, but now ...... The reality is brutal

"Battalion Commander Ding...... "Although I knew that Battalion Commander Ding was uncomfortable at this time, I still asked, "Why don't you retreat?" ”

When I asked this sentence, I was filled with hatred, because I thought that it was one thing for Battalion Commander Ding to be good to his subordinates and have feelings for his subordinates, but no matter how good he usually was, he could not make up for his mistake of causing so many casualties to the soldiers. If he had started to organize a retreat the moment he found out about the middle of the ambush, although there would have been losses, it would never have been so heavy.

Battalion Commander Ding was silent and did not speak, and it took a long time before he replied: "The military order is like a mountain."

Damn, it's a military order again, and I understand when I hear this, Battalion Commander Ding has been in contact with his superiors, and it is even possible that he has reported the enemy's situation to his superiors. Maybe the superiors will think, the enemy is just two platoons, and two companies of our army can't beat them? If we have to retreat in this situation, it will not lose the face of our army, so we waved our hand: "Resolutely destroy the enemy"

"Battalion Commander Ding...... "At this time, a communications soldier who was also drenched in blood walked up with a walkie-talkie on his back, and I noticed that his feet were still shaking, obviously frightened by the scene just now.

He handed over the microphone and said, "The superior called, asking us about the ...... of the battle."

Battalion Commander Ding clenched his teeth with ten fingers, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and the blue and red were very scary against the backdrop of blood, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Caught off guard, he grabbed the microphone and smashed it on the stone, saying, "The rifle was broken by the enemy."

After speaking, Tengdi stood up and shouted: "Xu Liangxiong, you take a dozen soldiers to cooperate with the health staff to send the wounded soldiers back to the rest of the people, and continue to carry out the task."

"Yes," the warriors replied, and one by one they stood up from the pile of blood and dead to form a team again.

I understand what Battalion Commander Ding meant by doing this, he learned from the bloody lesson in front of him, sometimes it may be better not to need orders from his superiors

After counting the number of people, the five companies in this battle lost 15 people, while the two companies of the first battalion suffered more than half of the casualties, and only 125 people were still capable of fighting. There were a total of seventy-two corpses of the Vietnamese army, and there were no wounded, almost half of the casualties of our army. It's a bit of a dismal result, but it's clear that if we hadn't arrived in time to join the fight, the outcome would have been even worse

Soon the team embarked on the road of march again, this time according to the way I said, Yang Songjian and the two platoons of his hometown people advanced along the ridges on both sides of the mountain road, Li Shui 'Bo' led a reinforced squad to reconnoiter in front, and the main force slowly advanced on the mountain road with the left and right flanks.

During the "comrade" march, Battalion Commander Ding walked up to me and said: "I am a person with a bad head, but my eyes are not blind, and I can see who is right and who is wrong. If it weren't for you this time, I'm afraid that I and my hundreds of comrades wouldn't have survived. I don't want to thank you, there is something wrong with my words before, I am here to make amends to you......"

Saying that, Battalion Commander Ding was about to kneel down for me, so I hurriedly stopped him with other soldiers: "Battalion Commander Ding, what are you doing here?" Let's go to war, which one doesn't pin his head to the belt of his 'trousers'? Which one didn't you save me and I saved you? We're all in the same boat, and we're all devils with one heart, so you're too out-of-this."

Elder Ding Battalion nodded tearfully, stood up and said: "Company Commander Cui, I can see that almost all of those Yue devils died in your hands when you were fighting, and as long as you are by your side, I will fight whatever you say anyway, and there will be more than 100 of my soldiers, so I will be your company commander, okay?" ”

My first reaction was to refuse, how could he, a battalion commander, listen to my company commander, but this question turned in my head, and I felt that if I was responsible for their lives, I should accept it, so I nodded and agreed.

"Okay" Seeing that I agreed, Camp Commander Ding nodded as if relieved: "I like people like Company Commander Cui, even if there are any tasks assigned in the future, I, Ding Zhiping, frowned and was the turtle son......"

Before the "company commander" Ding Battalion Commander could finish speaking, Li Shui' 'Bo', who was reconnoitring in the front, reported through the walkie-talkie: "The ditch on the side of the road has poisoned the Yue devils, so let the soldiers not take water to drink."

"What?" Hearing this, I couldn't help but look at the ditch next to the mountain road, and sure enough, I saw a few small fish with their bellies turned over, so I hurriedly passed on the news.

Why did the Vietnamese army poison the ditch? Let's run out of water to drink?

I couldn't help frowning, we really don't have much water left, but isn't the place called Dongxi that went to the rescue next to the Nagang River? It's easy to poison in a ditch, but how dare they poison a river? The river rushes ...... Aren't all the people downstream going to live yet? If the river water is not poisonous, then poisoning the ditch seems to be redundant