"Can we start?" He Pingbiao asked

"That's it......"

Before I finished speaking, He Pingbiao rushed up and stretched out his hand with two punches.

I couldn't help frowning, and secretly said that He Pingbiao, as a veteran, pretended not to take advantage of our recruits on the surface, but in fact, he didn't let him take advantage of it at all, and now he is still a little suspicious of sneak attack. If this is against the enemy, it will be fine, but now it is a competition between comrades-in-arms, and this guy is also doing this, which is inevitably a little disgraceful. The soldiers also let out a disgruntled boo as they watched.

He Pingbiao is fighting the grappling skills that we have also practiced in the new barracks, and it can be seen that he is very familiar with the fighting, so fast that there is no gap between the moves. The strength is also good, and the few times my fist passes in front of me, there will be some tiger wind. I think this is the reason why Company Commander Li was the first to call him out, the first cannon must be fired, so that we can give our three platoon commanders a dismount, but what Company Commander Li didn't expect was that if the most powerful first shot couldn't be fired, would anyone still fight the next two guns?

Speaking of this grappling technique, we usually call it grappling. Because it is mainly a capture technique, and most of them are used when capturing enemies alive, I didn't have much interest in this set of kung fu. At that time, I thought that if there was any kung fu that taught us to break the enemy's neck from different angles and in different positions, then I would definitely learn it with twelve points of 'spirit'.

However, this kung fu seems to be only available on the battlefield, because even if there is this kung fu, we can't find a partner to practice.

"Ah," He Pingbiao took the lead and rushed in front of me, waving his elbows one after another.

I know this move, it seems that there is also a name for elbow and knee combo, and the next thing is to press my shoulder and hit it with a knee......

As expected, He Pingbiao quickly pressed my shoulders with both hands as I thought, and then pushed up his right knee, I couldn't help but shake my head, this is the reason why I am usually too familiar with it, a move will naturally make it all at the beginning, so what kind of action is played below, the opponent knows.

I didn't dodge or dodge, I put my hands on He Pingbiao's knees, which eliminated the force on his 'legs', and then took advantage of the fact that he didn't have time to rush back to collect his 'legs' and turned his 'legs' hard, He Pingbiao exclaimed in surprise and fell on his back

"You, you are cheating" He Ping was extremely angry and propped up his upper body and pointed at me and shouted: "Where are you doing this enemy capture technique?" ”

I looked at He Pingbiao in disbelief and said with a smile: "If you are thrown down by the enemy or pointed at the head by the enemy's gun, will you accuse the enemy of cheating?" ”

There was a coax, and the soldiers behind me, who had long been dissatisfied with He Pingbiao's sneak attack, immediately burst into laughter.

In fact, He Pingbiao's skills are really good, but his reaction is a little too slow, and his movements are too standardized, this may be the result of too much solo practice and not fighting on the real battlefield If he is my enemy, he will not be able to fight for so long, and I have already had two chances to break his neck.

The reason why I didn't do that was because I almost broke the neck of my hometown last time, so I don't dare to try it easily.

"It's not this time, come again" He Pingbiao turned over and sat up from the ground, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was about to step forward again.

Seeing He Pingbiao so ignorant of the height of the sky, I couldn't help but feel angry in my heart, and before He Pingbiao could stand firmly, he rushed forward one step at a time. The right hand pressed around his neck and pressed it back to the ground, and then with a clasp of his left hand, he Pingbiao's neck was sandwiched between his elbows. He Pingbiao's tongue couldn't help but stick out, and his two 'legs' kicked 'messy' and his hands 'messy' to grasp, but where would he break free......

"What are you doing?" Company Commander Li glared angrily and yelled at me, "Let go."

At this time, I woke up suddenly, and then realized that I had just been 'aroused' to kill and hit a heavy hand, and hurriedly let go of my hand. Look at He Pingbiao again, but he can only cough while covering his neck

"Lizheng" Company Commander Li yelled at me: "What kind of fame are you doing, it's just a competition, are you still moving?" If I hadn't stopped me just now, you would have really ...... people Yes? ”

"Report Company Commander" from my hometown stood up and explained for me: "It's no wonder that Platoon Commander Cui is not the case, the comrades can see that Platoon Commander Cui has already given Comrade He Pingbiao three points, but Comrade He Pingbiao still cheats on ......."

"It's not your turn to speak," Company Commander Li interrupted the words of the native and paced viciously in front of me, as if thinking about how to punish me.

I thought to myself: This is over, I'm afraid I'm going to be locked up again. It's all because I'm used to killing people on the battlefield, and now when my temper comes, I naturally hit the ruthless hands.

At this time, the poet stepped forward and whispered a few words in the ear of Company Commander Li, and Company Commander Li said "hmm", glanced at the people in his hometown, and his face changed and he stopped saying anything.

"Hello comrades," the poet stood up and said, "I am the instructor of the 5th Company, and my name is Xie Huazhong. I believe that just now it was just a mistake during the competition, and comrades should not take it too seriously. As for the position of platoon commander, it will remain unchanged for the time being, depending on the performance of the fighters in the future, and then it will be changed, comrades must be tired after two days of travel, so go back to sleep first."

"Barracks No. 3 and No. 4 in the first row, No. 5 and No. 6 in the second row, and the last two ...... in the third row"

With the poet's assignment, we each returned to our barracks. As soon as he put down his luggage on the 'bed' and spread out the quilt, Junzi came up and said: "The platoon commander just now your two hands can give us a breath of relief, see that those veterans are still arrogant."

"Isn't it?" Alziri answered: "It's not just that He Pingbiao, the other veterans all look at our platoon commander so fierce...... Well, it's that awesome."

Alziri was glared at by me, and smiled awkwardly: "You don't see those veterans, all of them are like frosted eggplants, wilted."

"Yes, they will not look at people with the right eyes, and call us 'recruit eggs, recruit eggs' all day long."

The other warriors were also talking. I, the platoon commander, won the battle, and they also felt that they had more face.

"No more nonsense" I ordered: "Give me sleep and prepare for tomorrow's training"

"Yes," the soldiers answered, not daring to say anything more, and they got into the bed.

I lay on the 'bed' and thought about one thing, what is the origin of this hometown? If it weren't for him, I don't think I would have been able to lie here comfortably at this time, if it wasn't because he was in a different barracks, I really wanted to ask and ask for clarification.

Early the next morning, as soon as the 'bed' horn rang, I quickly packed up my equipment with my soldiers and gathered in front of the barracks.

Originally, I was supposed to be doing a routine five-kilometer cross-country or something, but to my surprise, the company commander immediately ordered the early 'drill' to be canceled and let us put our equipment back, and then took us to the 'gate' of the hospital to gather.

It is said to be a hospital, but in fact it is the same as the barracks where we live, the only difference is that a white 'colored' cross is painted on the wall. What I had to do was not actually an examination, but I saw that the soldiers in front of me lined up one by one let the needles prick their fingers and 'draw' blood, and filled in the corresponding names and unit numbers and other information, I understood that this was a blood test.

"What is this for?" The mouthy Junko asked in a whisper.

"I don't know? Blood test" Alziri's tone was a little flaunting of his knowledge.

"Who doesn't know it's a blood test," Junko replied angrily, "I mean...... Why do we have to take a blood test at this time, aren't we going to go to the battlefield to fight? What is this blood test for? ”

No one answered.

I'm sure there are a lot of people who know the answer, but no one wants to answer. Because the purpose of the blood test is to let the soldiers know what blood type they are in time if they are injured on the battlefield and need treatment.

However, this is a commendable progress for me, because I remember that on the battlefield of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, let alone blood tests and blood transfusions, there were no painkillers or hemostatic medicines...... In this respect, the counterattack was much more prepared than the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea.

There are many other related preparations that follow. For example, after a blood test, the head is shaved so that it can be bandaged in case of head injury; The first man was given a cloth uniform, so that if the fire burned the good uniform, it would stick to the skin; The name, unit number, and blood type are then written on the collar badge, the inside of the pocket of the clothes, and the inside of the 'trousers' pocket, so that the containment team can identify the personal information in case of injury or death......

As a result, we didn't do anything that day, and it was all about how to identify if we were injured or killed, which made the soldiers panic. If the ideological and political work of the previous day gave us the courage to kill the enemy, then today's preparations have undoubtedly discouraged us.

In the evening, after the first aid kits, tourniquets, stab-proof shoes and compressed biscuits were distributed to us, there was an atmosphere of mountain rain 'desire' to wind the building. Although the soldiers were reluctant to know how the first aid kit and tourniquet were used, they still learned it head-on. No one can guarantee that they won't get hurt on the battlefield, and no one wants to find out how they are used when they're injured

I casually took the first aid kit and opened it to look at it, and there were some sterilized cotton 'flowers' and bandages, and the tourniquet was a rubber tube. It's much better than it was during the Korean War, when it was only hygienists who had these things, but now we have one for everyone. But having fought in the war, I know very well that it is still very unrealistic to stop the bleeding with these things alone. If we are injured, we can only say in our hearts: "Make up your mind, not be afraid of sacrifice."

This made the atmosphere in the barracks dreary and oppressive for a while, until a childish imp ran in.

"Hello comrades, I'm new here," said the little ghost, who saluted us.

The soldiers looked at this imp in a military uniform that obviously did not fit, and even the military salute was not standard, and they couldn't believe that he was going to join our team to participate in the battle

"Go, go, go......" Junko waved at him impatiently, "Which kid are you, are you here to joke?" He's not as tall as a gun, and he's still comrade."

"I, I'm not kidding" The little ghost scratched his head, as if he was happy to be a soldier, and explained with a smile: "Yes, it was Instructor Xie who asked me to come, and he still has something to wait for before he can come." He said you still have an empty 'bed' here, so I asked me to come to Platoon Commander Cui......"

Hearing this, the soldiers believed that all this was true, and that such a child also went to the battlefield?

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Sixteen" the little soldier replied, as if he was afraid that we would think he was small, and added later: "In a few months, he will be seventeen."

"How long have you been in the army?" I then asked.

"Yes...... It's been 10 days."

The little soldier's answer made us all look at each other, what role can such a little ghost, such a soldier play in a warrior? This seems a bit ......

But I didn't think it would be that simple, so I asked, "What are you doing in the army?" What did you send from above? ”

The "translator" imp happily replied: "I am a local, and my home is not far from here, just a dozen kilometers. My mother is Vietnamese, so I grew up speaking Vietnamese......"

"Oh" Hearing this, the fighters and I all understood, because he was bilingual in Chinese and Vietnamese.

It seems that there are not many people who can speak both Chinese and Vietnamese at the same time, and it is good that there are many overseas Chinese who have returned from Vietnam, but not all of them can speak both Chinese and Vietnamese like Li Shui'bo. A significant number of overseas Chinese are born and raised in Vietnam, so they only speak Vietnamese. Overseas Chinese who have immigrated to Vietnam for a short time do not yet speak Vietnamese, and some of them are not eligible, such as being too old to join the army. In addition, our army urgently needs a large number of translators, so we can only recruit Chinese-Vietnamese bilingual border people from border villages to serve as interpreters, so there is this little ghost......

I couldn't help but sigh, being bilingual in Chinese and Vietnamese is not a good thing for this little ghost, but he himself looks very enjoyable, it seems that it is an honor to join us, and it is an honor to be on the battlefield

This 'spirit' appearance is a bit like that of a volunteer soldier, but there is no doubt that the reason why he is like this is entirely because he is ignorant, and it is entirely because his heart is full of illusions about war. In his mind, perhaps going to the battlefield is to raise the submachine gun majestically and rush at the same time, and the rows of enemies fall in response, responding to honors, medals, cheers, and fresh 'flowers'...... It rained down on him......

"What's your name, little ghost?" Wu Haiguo beckoned to him and introduced: "Your 'bed' is here, I am your squad leader, and this is the Cui platoon leader......"

"The squad leader is good, the platoon leader is good, my name is Hu Shaowen," the little soldier replied generously.

The heavy hearts of the warriors were obviously greatly relieved by the arrival of this little warrior, and perhaps it was because they were so optimistic that they were all unwilling to show fear and depression in front of the little warrior. So they all rushed forward to take care of his outfits.

"Come on...... Put the quilt down."

"Tie the 'legs' not like this, you will be scattered after a few steps like this"

"Where's your gun? Haven't sent it to you yet? I'll call the squad leader to talk to the instructor."

……

This may be the nature of human beings, and in the face of the battlefield, the soldiers are all afraid, but when they see a little soldier who has more reason to be afraid and needs protection than them, they will hide their fear and show a very brave appearance in front of him. From this point of view, this is not necessarily a bad thing

"Hello comrades" I don't know when the instructor appeared at the 'door' with a stack of documents in his hand, and when he saw me, he raised his head, handed me a thick stack, and said: "Send this down, everyone knows each of them a small beard, let him teach you how to read"

"Yes" I replied and sent the document down casually, keeping a copy for myself to see, it turned out to be some simple Vietnamese. There are Chinese and Vietnamese that you can't understand.

I took a cursory look at the first few articles, which were "shoot but don't kill", "we are prisoners", "follow me", "raise your hands" and so on.

The little soldier Hu Shaowen was also active, and began to teach us to read without saying a word, so the barracks soon sounded "Nuo Song empty leaves", "Loyal to the magnanimous poisonous soldiers", and "Debo...... and other strange sounds, the whole barracks was like a school, and the sound of reading aloud floated.

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The next day, we conducted a live-fire exercise on the orders of our superiors. It was on this day that I got a walkie-talkie. This kind of walkie-talkie is larger than the mobile phones we use today, with a long antenna, and a straight-line communication distance of 1,000 meters. Each company is assigned four, one company commander, and one for each of the three platoon commanders, which is mainly used for internal communication in the company.

This can't help but remind me of the American-style walkie-talkie of the cold-gun unit, although this kind of walkie-talkie is not as good as that, but it is undoubtedly much better than the situation on the Korean battlefield when a company is released to fight and cannot be pulled back.

Although the superiors still did not say it explicitly, all the soldiers knew that war was imminent, and everyone knew that at this time it was no longer a question of whether to fight or not, but when to start fighting. It is easy to come to this conclusion from the increasing accumulation of ammunition and supplies in the barracks.

For live-fire exercises, to be honest, there is no tiredness when we were recruits. I think it may have something to do with me, because before that, my training of the fighters could be described as a kind of high-intensity live-fire exercise. What is the 'interspersed', the run, the defense...... It's all we did every day.

Of course, the feelings of other units are not the same as ours, and one of the companies of our regiment forgot to check the gun after practicing when a platoon commander forgot to check his gun when he returned to the company at night, killing a soldier who was eating on the spot. This was the first soldier of our regiment to die, and it invisibly added a lot of pressure to the other soldiers.

The hand of time finally pointed to the day of February 16 in an atmosphere of tension and oppression.

Only I know that tomorrow morning is the time for the battle, and what awaits us?