Scar is right, people will always die in war! But I don't want this way of dying, I don't think it's just me, no one wants to die like this! Let's not say that death is heavier than Mount Tai and lighter than Hongmao, I think that if you want to die as a soldier, you have to die vigorously on the battlefield, isn't that a saying? It seems to be called a man who is a horse leather shroud or something...... Not like a squad leader anyway...... Just now I gave her food and told her not to run around, but in the blink of an eye, there was a "bang"!

You want to say that this squad leader is a martyr...... He let the people beat them to death! If you want to say that he is not a martyr, then how can he be worthy of the sacrificial squad leader and his family!

People say that you don't hit a smiling person when you reach out, so I can't figure out how that Vietnamese woman weishenme can get this hand! What a wicked woman! She would have understood what we were saying, that we had no ill will towards her, that we would leave her house soon...... But she weishenme still wants to kill the squad leader? Will Weishenme want to kill me? Is this war?

Later, I realized that I was naïve at this time, in fact, the Vietnamese had long been ready to fight us, most of the local people had long been evacuated, and most of the soldiers who remained at the border were soldiers disguised as ordinary people. Of course, there are some old men who are too old to walk.

It is precisely because of these so-called "ordinary people" that we have suffered casualties that should have been avoided.

It's like we're fighting with our hands tied, and we're fighting a pack of vicious wolves!

When we abide by the "three disciplines and eight points of attention" to approach and love the Vietnamese people, the common people who are hostile to us and the Vietnamese soldiers who are hiding in them will look for all kinds of opportunities to poison us. They are honest ordinary people during the day, and when they pick up guns at night, they are the army. For example, the logistics supply line of our army was secretly attacked by the Vietnamese "old lady", and the stretcher team transporting the wounded also became the target of their shooting, and the soldiers who got lost and fell behind were even abused by them and killed in extremely cruel methods.

I saw the corpse of a PLA soldier, his limbs were cut off, all the organs of his head were flattened, and he was exposed to the wilderness like that, and he bled to death......

I know very well that this behavior violates discipline, even if the Vietnamese woman is not an ordinary person but a Vietnamese army agent, I also violated the rule that "it is not allowed to abuse prisoners of war and kill prisoners of war". But I don't regret doing it, and if I had to do it again, I'd still pull the trigger.

It is strange to me that just a day ago, I was a man who would have been afraid to see blood at the sight of a corpse, and now he dared to shoot his enemy in the head face to face......

The squad leader's body was gradually lying on the side of the road, and it was really hard for me to imagine that the person who was still talking to me and smiling at me just now was lying there without a little anger waiting for the containment team behind the team to collect the body. However, I soon learned that we were not the only squad leader to face casualties.

Gunshots and screams came from the depths of the old street, and occasionally a few explosions, and the old street, which seemed to be quiet and harmonious, suddenly became dangerous.

This situation continued until nightfall, and the soldiers, with their lives and blood, finally completed a seemingly simple task from their superiors, that is, to gather the Vietnamese people into the hall of Lao Cai city government and manage them in a unified manner.

Among them, some warriors were stabbed in the chest with a sharp knife because they were carrying the old lady on their backs; Some of the soldiers were not wary when they saw the children, and who thought that they had barely taken a few steps before a bullet knocked them to the ground from behind; There were also some fighters who just saw some of the wounded coming to the rescue, who knew that they still had a grenade in their hands that opened the safe......

It should be said that this is not just a matter of casualties, but also to a large extent affects the morale of the troops. So much so that when the soldiers sat in the camp and faced the soldiers who died on the side of the road, they were all holding their stomachs and getting angry.

Actually, I can understand their feelings, because I am also holding my breath. Is it better to fight the enemy with your hands and feet tied? The comrades-in-arms died one after another at the hands of those "common people", but we still have to love their grass and trees, can we be comfortable? And we also want to protect their lives and property? Even if something goes wrong, you have to be punished?

"Company commander, I'm ...... I can't figure it out! The latest to make an opinion was the bayonet, and he stood up and said, "Those ordinary people...... Can they be considered ordinary people? They have guns, knives, and grenades in their hands, and we still have three disciplines and eight points of attention? If it weren't for the platoon commander's extra attention today, my life would have been lost in the hands of an old man! ”

Later I learned that Scar had been quietly following the old man all the way to the synagogue with the bayonet on his back, and when the old man showed his dagger, he quickly stepped forward and beat him down with the butt of his rifle.

From this point of view, Scar seems to be very experienced in this area.

"If you can't figure it out, you have to think about it!" The company commander replied in a rough voice: "This is an order from the superiors!" ”

"Comrades!" The instructor took over the topic at the right time and said: "Comrades, do not be discouraged by some sacrifices and casualties in front of you, you must know that we are the army of the people, and all our victories have been won with the support of the people. Although the Vietnamese people still have some misunderstandings about us, I believe that as long as we do it well, do it right, and persevere...... One day, the Vietnamese people will understand us and support us! This is also what our superiors ask us to do! We must unswervingly carry out the tasks assigned to us by our superiors with a brand-new mental outlook, and report to the party and the people with outstanding results! ”

The instructor is a member of the army who specializes in ideological and political work, and what he says is really extraordinary, but we don't listen to it at all...... I think it's even more ridiculous when I hear it, can the Vietnamese people be their own people, their own people? Do the superiors still hope that the Vietnamese people will be able to beat gongs and drums to welcome our occupation of Vietnam? Isn't that!

However, I didn't say anything, and the soldiers didn't give any more opinions, because everyone understood that it was useless to mention it, it was an order from above!

A soldier must unconditionally obey the orders of his superiors, even if he pays for his blood and life!

However, I didn't consider myself a soldier, I should say that I wasn't ...... The hardships of this day have tormented me to the point that people don't look like people and ghosts, not to mention that now I have found a reason to desert! The superiors are so blind to command, let us sacrifice in vain on this front line, so I won't do it!

So I was thinking...... This old street can be said to be full of dilapidated houses and rubble, and it is not far from the Chinese border, if I pretend to be a Vietnamese citizen and escape, is that ...... Our troops have three major disciplines and eight points of attention, don't they? If you are caught, at most, you will be sent to the synagogue to stay with those Vietnamese people, and you will not be "punished" as a deserter.

I was about to get up and pretend to be on the side, but then I thought about it and felt wrong...... I've got two guns on my back! 56 and a half are okay, just use a pack of clothes to solve the problem. However, the sniper rifle was large and long, and it was easy to attract people's attention.

Never mind! Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth, put down my sniper rifle and said to the little stone sitting next to me: "I'll go and make it convenient, you can help me keep this gun!" ”

"Great!" Xiao Shi responded very cheerfully, he had already turned red at the sniper rifle on my body, and now he was right in his arms.

To be honest, I felt sorry for dropping this sniper rifle, but when I thought about it, there were only two bullets anyway, and it wasn't the same as a burning stick, so I was at ease.

Before leaving, I specially asked the reader for some handsome paper, and then ran to a private house with a flashlight and half covering my stomach...... As soon as he entered the house and saw that no one was paying attention, he immediately turned over a piece of ragged clothes from the messy bed, put on his body, and packed a rifle, and ran straight to the back door.

Because I knew very well where the sentry post was, I easily fled to the entrance of the village after a few minutes. When I saw the moonlight and the night outside the village, I couldn't help but feel relieved that I had finally escaped from this hellish environment...... It's really not a fucking human life to worry about being sacrificed all the time, but it was only after I really tasted it that I realized the importance of life.

This is true, as long as I can survive, I will not have half a complaint even if I return to China to be a cow and a horse. Of course, I wouldn't mind if I could have a good life. I even prepared a jihua and went to the place where the coffin was buried...... It would be best if we could return to the warm and comfortable home of modern times, and if we couldn't go back, we would flee back to China to make a living! Even begging for food is better than going to war, isn't it?

However, I soon found that I was thinking too simply, because at this moment there were suddenly dozens of cats with guns at their waists, and I could see them by the moonlight...... It's all the PLA.

I couldn't help but secretly say in my heart that it was over, and I couldn't imagine that I still couldn't escape from the palm of the Buddha. Now I just hope that I will not be regarded as a deserter by them, I have made up my mind, and when they ask, I will insist that I am just coming out to stop by and walk, as for the people's clothes on me...... It is said that it is for heating.

I just wanted to say hello to them, but suddenly I realized that something was wrong...... If these guys are the People's Liberation Army, what if Weishenme still has to go forward? And one of them seemed to be waving to me secretly. When I looked at the weapon they were holding in their hands, it was an AK47, so I understood that this was a group of Vietnamese soldiers disguised as the People's Liberation Army.

It's okay if I don't understand this, but as soon as I understand, I was so shocked that I broke out in a cold sweat, and I stood there in a daze and didn't know what to do......