Chapter 154: Prisoner of War Camp

p Zhang Junbao was captured alive!

He and more than 400 militiamen chose to die with the Blue Army after breaking through the station of the Blue Army's Electronic Countermeasures Regiment. At the same time, the communications jamming and repression imposed by the Blues on the Red Army were mitigated.

The militiamen could not be taken into prisoner of war camps because they fundamentally belonged to the common people, so Man Guangzhi, the chief of staff who had withdrawn from the exercise, temporarily assumed the role of liaison director of the military and local offices to appease the herdsmen.

Zhang Junbao, Brain Gate, and Little Ghost were sent to the Blue Army's prisoner of war camp, where a large number of Red officers and soldiers were held, and they could only regain their freedom after the exercise was over.

"Junbao, you said that we all died with the Blues, why did you still arrest us?"

"Our fate is not good, we have fallen into the hands of the Blues, there are many families, and we can't escape."

"It's really good," Brain Gate pouted helplessly, "When we participated in the exercise last year, we fought head-on with the Blues in order to hold them back, and then we withdrew from the exercise, and we didn't enter any prisoner of war camps at that time. ”

"Brain, you were killed in battle, and after you died in frontal combat, you directly withdrew from the exercise, and the command and dispatch center also knew more about it."

"Besides, last year's Blues were still a flock of quails, at most they had an iron beak, but this year they have directly turned into vultures, and they are covered in steel knives, and they can't afford to provoke them."

……

A Blues warrior car was jolting on the grassland, Zhang Junbao and the three of them sat in the back of the car, and the two Blues sat in the driver's seat.

Seeing their unhappy expressions, the three of them secretly laughed.

This is revenge!

In the ground command center of the Blue Army Brigade Headquarters, Zhang Junbao and the three of them met the legendary Blue Army Brigade Commander for the first time, a middle-aged man wearing the rank of colonel, with a face as deep as a knife.

The two sides just fought each other, and Zhang Junbao and his three soldiers were thrown into the prisoner of war camp.

A brigade commander-level colonel would not be idle to pay attention to a small soldier, Zhang Junbao comforted himself in his heart.

The difference in the position of the two sides determines that their perspectives are different, their vision of the battlefield environment is also different, and their judgment of future wars is even more different.

The little soldier is thinking about how to survive the rain of bullets!

The colonel thinks about how to win a war!

The Blue Army prisoner of war camp was a small area of wood and barbed wire, with a few tents scattered inside, and outside the barbed wire, a group of Blue Army patrols slowly circled around, looking at the prisoner of war camp with contempt in their eyes.

"Junbao, why do I feel that those grandsons look at us wrongly?"

"Well, they look down on us."

"Why?" The brain door was already a little annoyed, if it wasn't for the barbed wire, maybe he would have rushed up to fight with others by now.

"Because we're prisoners of war."

"We're all dead, where are the prisoners of war? To be honest, I don't want to come yet. ”

"Brain, there have always been very few prisoners of war in our troops, from the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea to the counterattack against Vietnam, have you seen how many soldiers surrendered to the enemy or were captured alive by the enemy?"

The brain door was stunned for a moment, and he began to think with a heavy face, and after a while, he shook his head at Zhang Junbao.

"Chinese soldiers have always only died in battle, and they have not been scared to death."

"If you die, you have to die on the way to charge, so that you are worthy of being a Chinese soldier!"

"Whoever has a gun in the back after the fucking death is a bad seed."

"So, they look down on prisoners of war!"

"Braingate, do you understand?"

"Understand, I don't look down on prisoners of war, pull one is enough, pull two to earn, what are you afraid of being a soldier?"

With a resolute momentum on his face, he turned around and sat on the ground against the barbed wire, and Zhang Junbao also turned around and sat down with him.

……

Man Guangzhi immediately informed the leaders of the command and dispatch center that more than 400 herdsmen had collectively participated in the battle, which had never happened in previous exercises.

Now that it has happened and the battle has been won, it is worth pondering.

The blue army is a way to simulate the combat of foreign armies, and the militia to participate in the war is a combat method that has been eliminated in China in the last century, and the conflict between the two concepts is enough to cause a storm.

As one of the leaders of the Blues' reforms, Man Guangzhi had already anticipated this storm in his mind, and it would be a collision between reformists and traditional combat tactics.

Man Guangzhi personally returned to Chahar Town with a group of militiamen, and at the same time, the chiefs who set out from the command and dispatch center also arrived in Chahar Town. For a time, the center of the entire exercise ground was gathered in this ordinary town.

Třigrad, Temur, Barang and Batel reported on the entire process of participation in the war as representatives of the militia and the heads of the exercise department, and the heads of the Blue Army also participated.

The topic of "the impact of the militia's participation in the war and modern warfare" continued to ferment among the units of the exercise troops, and the name of Zhang Junbao, a high-ranking soldier, was also the first to appear on the desk of the head of the group army.

He has been in the army for more than a year, and has been awarded third-class meritorious service twice, and is the benchmark ...... for recruits in his regiment.

Zhang Junbao's file was circulated by the leaders of the group army, Lao Liu, Lao Geng, Da Fei, and Xiao Ma Ge...... and other people's information was also turned over.

Now, the troops have begun to study Zhang Junbao, a little-known soldier.

……

What is Zhang Junbao doing?

He was in the prisoner of war camp and Lao Chen for food, which was a freshly delivered compressed biscuit, as well as a bag of individual rations.

Since leaving Class 13, Zhang Junbao and the three of them have eaten cold steamed buns and drunk cold water, and they have already had enough of this god's spirit.

Who would have thought that Brain Gate ran into Lao Chen while wandering around the prisoner of war camp?

They all thought in their hearts that Lao Chen had found the army and had gone to pick up the recruits left behind in the thirteenth class, and they thought that their efforts could make the thirteenth class better, but this old man ran out and was grabbed in the prisoner of war camp not far away.

Zhang Junbao and the three of them fought around Lao Chen.

When Lao Chen was beaten and lay on the ground, Zhang Junbao and the three of them finally had a proper meal.

Tomato brisket fried rice, as well as two pieces of sugar, a large piece of compressed biscuits, hard can be used as bricks.

Cold water mixed with steaming fried rice went down to their stomachs, and the three of them finally found a little sense of being human.

After a long time, they remembered that the Eleventh Company didn't know what was going on.

Eating and drinking in the prisoner of war camp was the same as the treatment of the Blue Army, that is, he lost his freedom, and after dinner, Zhang Junbao slept in the tent for the first time.

The effect of the thick cotton tent to block the wind is that when the northwest wind blows, it makes a "bang" sound, which makes people unable to sleep.

"Junbao, did you say that we have made meritorious contributions this time?"

"I guess, I don't know. What's wrong? ”

"I didn't fucking expect to be able to make meritorious contributions, and when I go home after being discharged from the army, I can brag with a medal."

"Brain, I have to admire your brain."

"It's so weird."