0191 From cowards to battle heroes

"He was still a living person in the last second, he was your brother and your comrade-in-arms. In the next second, he is dead, dead in front of you, and you can still see his brain. Speaking of this, Huang Honglin cried.

Endless layers of film and television works and literary works have nourished the tastes of audiences and readers, and in war, soldiers are omnipotent, with halos on their heads, and they cannot die.

But in fact, in every battle, every bullet, every shrapnel can take their lives.

The reason why there is no complaint or regret is for the five-star red flag on the battlefield and the people of the motherland behind it.

"From that time on, I knew that my soul had to stay in Laoshan." Huang Honglin Road.

Two months later, Hero Six was connected to the combat mission of pulling out the Xiaojianshan position, and the company decided to form a death squad.

When Huang Honglin learned about it, he took the initiative to apply to join the death squad composed of sixteen people, and he knew that this was the time to prove that he was not a coward, not a soldier.

The night before the mission, he took two jugs of wine to find his fellow countryman, and shed tears while drinking.

I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid.

Who is not afraid of death?

He Huang Honglin is a big-headed soldier, he hasn't gone to school much, and he doesn't understand any big truths.

He told his fellow countryman: "Brother, if I don't come back, please help me take care of my family, this time, I must make a meritorious service." I want to show those who look down on me that my Huang Honglin is not a bad seed. ”

Huang Honglin, who is now in his fifties, smiled and said, "I drank the whole pot of wine and left." At that time, all I thought about was that I should be the first to rush forward, rush up and not die, and come back alive, that is a hero. I also figured it out in those two months, people are also wooden, although they are afraid, but they are dead when they die, and they are still martyrs when they die. ”

March 8, 1985, 4 a.m., Little Eagle's Hill.

Sixteen daredevils moved closer to Xiaojianshan in three ways, and Huang Honglin and his squad leader and deputy squad were in charge of the right side.

He took the initiative to ask to be a pioneer and walk in the front to explore the way.

The sky gradually brightened, because the mine detector was too large, and Huang Honglin, who was worried about being exposed, threw it away.

In this way, the Chinese soldier quickened his pace and advanced towards the top of Xiaojianshan, which was riddled with mines.

Bang bang -

Just after 5 o'clock in the morning, the sudden sound of gunfire startled Huang Honglin in the process.

At this time, he was already close to the peak, and Huang Honglin, who had calmed down, took a closer look, and the bullet was not rushing at his side.

It was the team on the left that was exposed, and the enemy opened fire.

Huang Honglin saw that the deputy platoon commander, who had been taking special care of himself, fell to the ground, just like Xingqing before.

The deputy platoon commander's name was Lin Zuwu, a 27-year-old native of Guangdong Province, who had participated in the 1979 self-defense counterattack against Vietnam.

He was the captain of this sixteen-man death squad.

"No matter how experienced you are, you can't dodge bullets and shells!" Huang Honglin drank a glass of wine and continued his sermon.

Thinking of the deputy platoon commander standing up for himself when the northern soldiers bullied him, and thinking of the deputy platoon commander refusing his fiancée's request to consummate the marriage before leaving.

Huang Honglin couldn't hold back any longer, he braved the hail of bullets and rushed to the left, dragging the wounded deputy platoon commander behind the bunker.

And shouted: "Hygienist! What about hygienists! The captain is injured! ”

"Huang Honglin, don't you fucking care about me, haven't you always proved that you are not a soldier? Rush up to Lao Tzu! Take the position down! Lin Zuwu waved his hand and yelled at Huang Honglin.

"Yes!"

Huang Honglin's bloodiness also came up and rushed to the high ground.

It had already been transformed into a strong attack, and the squad leader and squad deputy who rushed up earlier were all injured, and he didn't care about them, Huang Honglin continued to rush towards the main peak of Xiaojian Mountain.

After a while, the Vietnamese army discovered Huang Honglin.

Da Da

First there was a heavy fire, and then the Vietnamese threw a grenade at the location where Huang Honglin was.

There was an explosion, but fortunately, he dodged in time and was not blown up, but his head was still dizzy.

At the moment of life and death, Huang Honglin was ruthless, or killed.

Shoot a monkey at the right angle.

Seeing that Huang Honglin was not dead, the enemy beckoned grenades to him again.

Dodging, jumping, shooting, and rolling, Huang Honglin at this time used all his strength to feed, and the tactical movements of his usual training were also used.

Spelled.

If you can't die, you will continue to rush.

Either heroes or martyrs.

In this way, Huang Honglin and his comrades-in-arms took the position at around 6:40.

At this time, sixteen people were in the death squad, one was killed, ten were wounded, six of them were seriously wounded.

The mission is not yet complete, and their death squad still needs to hold on to this high ground and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Within a few minutes, the Vietnamese army, having lost the high ground, began to counterattack, hoping to take it back while the Chinese army had not yet gained a foothold.

There was a fierce artillery bombardment, followed by a squad of more than a dozen Vietnamese soldiers shouting and rushing up from the anticline of the high ground.

Lin Zuwu's radio station was damaged, and his right leg, which had already been shot, was injured again, but he was still at the forefront of the sentry post and used a submachine gun to block the enemy.

The more the monkeys bullied the soft and feared the hard, they were suppressed by the fire and did not dare to show their heads, and they retreated after seeing that they could not taste the good fruits.

But they didn't give up either, shelling, shelling after shelling, and then continuing to organize the charge.

Huang Honglin was ordered and his comrades to move the seriously wounded to a hidden stone crevice to defend against artillery, and the deputy platoon commander and several other lightly wounded stayed at the front to monitor the enemy.

The gunfire did not stop, and the Vietnamese artillery fire did not stop.

Since then, the Vietnamese army has organized several counteroffensives, all of which have been pushed back by the daredevils.

Weapons, ammunition and military supplies such as light and heavy machine guns, 40 rocket launchers, submachine guns, 60 guns and rockets left behind by the Vietnamese army played a key role.

Twenty hours passed, and from day to night, reinforcements did not take over until the early hours of the next day.

was about to go down the mountain, Huang Honglin found Lin Zuwu, the deputy platoon commander whose chest had been blown up.

At night, the Vietnamese troops who had touched the forward position saw that Lin Zuwu was seriously wounded and unable to fight back, so they howled and surrounded him, wanting to capture him alive.

Lin Zuwu pulled out the two grenades he had prepared in advance and died with the enemy.

Ten of the sixteen daredevils stayed in Xiaojianshan forever, and the remaining six, except for Huang Honglin, were seriously injured.

Huang Honglin was the first to rush to the peak, and the only one to walk off the battlefield by himself.

Combat hero, first-class merit.

Huang Honglin's heroic deeds were widely reported and he was invited to give a speech.

Letter after letter was sent to him, and overnight, the soldier became a hero.

This should have been a great good thing, a happy event, but Huang Honglin couldn't be happy.....