The helicopter landed in a small village called Fitz.

Of course, this village has long been controlled by the British army, as mentioned before, most of the residents of the Falklands are immigrants from the British, so there is no doubt that they will side with the British army, and the British army can easily get help from the residents.

We took a short break to enjoy the bread and milk prepared for us by the locals, and repeatedly explained to us that it was because we were in such a hurry that a more hearty dinner would have been prepared for us. At the same time, they were surprised that there were so many Chinese in this team, and they still looked like the leaders of this team.

"Are they British?" The villager asked.

"No, they are Chinese!" Major Will replied.

"Well......" The villagers obviously wanted to know the answer.

"I'm sorry!" Major Will spread his hands helplessly: "I can't sue you more!" But there is no doubt that they are our friends and will lead us to victory! ”

Major Will was right, of course, this mission was not trivial, and although these residents of the Falklands were very enthusiastic and spoke English, they still lived next to Argentina after all, not to mention that some of them were Argentine, so of course it was not appropriate to reveal too much information at this time.

"Or ......" Major Will whispered as the villagers walked away, "Take us to hell!" ”

"Major!" I smiled and said to Will, "Look at your soldiers, they are all confident in this mission, shouldn't you be more confident as a major at this time?" ”

"That's because I haven't lost my mind yet!" Will lowered his voice and glanced at the British soldiers who were talking and laughing while eating bread not far away. He said, "Look at these young soldiers, are you sure you can bring them back?" Or are you not caring about their lives at all, or even your own?! ”

I just smiled. I believe that this was not all due to Major Will's cowardice, but rather that he believed that the chances of success of the operation were very small, that is, to take his men to their deaths and make senseless sacrifices.

I believe that he also has some prejudice mixed with this, that is, we Chinese soldiers are always more inclined to disrespect life when we want to fight.

This can only be said that he is too naïve or idealized war, how can he respect life in this place on the battlefield? Is it like France in World War II, where the whole country surrendered to the Germans without much resistance? Is it like the Argentine Army in the Falklands in history to lay down its arms with only a slight resistance?

"Respect for life" is a thing. It is worth mentioning in a peaceful world, and on the battlefield it is synonymous with cowardice. Otherwise, the Argentine Air Force would rather not return to the ship and continue to bomb the British fleet regardless of its own lives, but I am afraid that it will also be labeled as "disrespecting life".

"Anyway!" I didn't bother to argue with Major Will, and while eating bread, I replied coldly, "Things have come to this. Your negative words and actions are likely to affect the morale of the troops. So, if you're really thinking about these lives, you should shut up now! ”

I was speechless when I said that, Major Will, and as an officer, he knew that doing so would only make things worse.

After eating, a group of us gathered around the host's fire to keep warm...... The owner is a British immigrant. The English habit is to have a stove at home.

"Colonel!" At this time, Tom was next to me and asked, "I heard that you have fought a lot of battles?" ”

"Yes!" I say.

"Have you ever killed someone?" Tom asked.

"Of course!"

"How many have you killed?"

"I don't remember how many!"

My answer caused the British soldiers to look at each other for a while. Because they all know that they can't remember how many things as deeply impressed as murder are, then the number must be uncountable.

"Tell me about it...... What is the battlefield like? Tom asked with some difficulty, "Or what it feels like to kill someone!" ”

I know why they ask this, at this moment, they who have never been on the battlefield and are about to go to the battlefield, they must be a little scared, a little nervous, a little anxious......

So, they asked me this question not really to know what the battlefield was like, but to get a little psychological comfort.

"Let's put it this way!" I replied, "I also had my first time on the battlefield. Just like you guys. You know, we weren't born to fight! ”

The British soldiers burst into laughter. The tension has eased a lot.

"The first time you go to ......the battlefield," I said, "it's not as terrible as you think, because on the battlefield you don't think about it anymore, your mind is blank, and everything you do is completely instinctive, pulling the trigger, rolling, throwing grenades, etc., it's like a war machine, understand?" ”

The British soldiers nodded their heads when they heard this.

"So!" I continued, "All you need to do is believe in yourself and unleash your instincts and training. Then you can go home and see your parents, your wife, and your children, you know? ”

"Boom!" The British soldiers responded, and the expressions on their faces looked a little lighter.

Half an hour later we had changed into the Argentine army's uniforms, and then Fitz's British army brought in a few Englishmen who could speak Spanish.

It is not difficult to do this, as I said before, there are British immigrants and Argentines in the Falklands, although British immigrants make up the majority, but there are still some Argentines who marry to the Falklands or there are Argentine young men who marry daughters-in-law on the Falklands and move to the Falklands, so there will be some people who can speak two languages under this exchange.

So the British easily found a few young men in the village and dressed them in Argentine uniforms.

Needless to say, the purpose of this was to have these young men act as guides, and the other was to use their Spanish language to conceal our identity.

However, this concern seems completely unnecessary, because the Argentine Army's defenses are much weaker than we thought. Along the way, apart from a few simple cross-examinations at a few checkpoints, there were no decent interrogations at all.

"Argentines aren't familiar with the terrain either!" A villager who worked as a guide told me: "Although they have maps, they have very few places to guard due to lack of troops, and in some places there are only a dozen people. Plus there are many trails they don't know about, that's why it's like this! ”

This is understandable, as I said before, the area of the Falklands is more than 10,000 square kilometers, and the average number of Argentine soldiers is more than 10,000 square kilometers, that is, each person must guard one square kilometer, and most of the Argentine troops are concentrated in Port Stanley, so there are naturally very few people who can guard other places or the periphery.

Let's be a little dumbfounded. On the march, we even strayed into an anti-aircraft artillery position of the Argentine army...... Because this anti-aircraft artillery position is carefully camouflaged, camouflage in the snow is actually very simple, that is, just put up some tarps and other things and wait for the snow to cover them.

So even a guide who is familiar with the local terrain does not know that there is an Argentine anti-aircraft artillery position there. It wasn't until we plunged headlong into it and accidentally saw a small-caliber anti-aircraft gun with a towering barrel that we realized that we were in trouble (the Argentine army on the Falklands is more equipped with small-caliber anti-aircraft guns, the main reason is that its transportation capacity is limited, and many times it relies on transport planes to transport equipment and ammunition into the Falklands, and small-caliber anti-aircraft guns are obviously more suitable for transport aircraft transportation)

But what struck us even more strange was that. The Argentine soldiers standing guard next to the anti-aircraft artillery positions simply shone our flashlights at us. Without saying anything, he went about his own thing. Compared to the occasional group of "friendly troops" passing by on the mountain road, this sentry cared more about his hands and feet that were about to be frozen.

After more than four hours of marching, we arrived at our destination, Wireless Ridge.

The reason why we chose the location of Wireless Ridge is because Wireless Ridge is the northernmost high ground of the third layer of the Afghan army's defensive line, and four kilometers behind this high ground is the artillery position arranged on the right flank of Port Stanley, which is undoubtedly the best place for us to carry out our plan.

But lying on a hill with a night vision device to observe the position for a while, I couldn't help frowning.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Jingping, who has been working with me for a long time, saw me come back without saying a word, and immediately felt that there was a problem.

After spreading out the rain cloth to cover a few people tightly, I turned on my flashlight and pointed to a location according to the map and said to Major Will: "There is a small high ground behind the right side of the wireless ridge, why is there no one on the map?" ”

"Really?" Major Will couldn't help but be stunned.

"That's called Rough Diamond Mountain!" The guide looked at the map and replied, "It's true that there are no signs on the map!" ”

"Maybe ......," Major Will replied, somewhat embarrassed, "is the information we have received is inaccurate." You know, we don't have much preparation for this war. And all the attention has been focused on the struggle for air supremacy and sea supremacy! ”

Listening to Major Will's words, I was speechless for a moment.

"The question is not very strict?" Major Will asked.

"Of course it's strict!" Zhao Jingping replied bitterly: "You must know that our plan is to attack the artillery units of the Afghan army as soon as we break through from the wireless ridge, and this rough diamond mountain is just in the way of our offensive line...... Do you say strict zhòng?! ”

"Then ......," Major Will asked, "report the situation to your superiors, and if it really doesn't work, re-plan it!" ”

I shook my head: "Replanned?" When we come back, I'm afraid it's going to be another day or two, do you think SAS has that much time? ”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be silent.

"There's only one way now!" After thinking about it, I pointed to the map and said, "The soldiers are divided into two routes, one with one platoon to attack Rough Diamond Mountain, and the other two platoons will cooperate with the SAS troops to attack Wireless Ridge as originally planned!" ”

"Battalion commander!" Hearing this, Zhao Jingping couldn't help frowning and said: "It may be feasible to attack Wireless Ridge, after all, it is a SAS force in front, and there are two of us platoons behind it. But this rough diamond mountain...... We don't know anything about it, in case we can't take it......"

"No whatever!" I turned my head and asked the Liang Lian soldier beside me, "How is it?" Do you have the confidence to complete the task? ”

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!" Liang Lianbing responded without thinking about it.

"Colonel!" Major Will objected, "I want you to think about it a little more......"

"There's no time to think about it!" I looked at my watch and said, "It's only half an hour before the attack, do you think we still have time to make a better deployment?" ”

"At least we should listen to our superiors!"

"If you can guarantee that you will not be detected by the enemy in contact with your superiors...... Then I'm fine! ”

Major Will hesitated when I said this. You know, we're lurking inside the enemy, and it's time to keep the radio silent, if the Argentines are aware of it. That's a big problem.

"What's more!" I then said to Major Will: "You must know that it is two o'clock in the morning, and if we go back we will be halfway through the daylight, and you think that so many of us can fool the eyes of the Argentines in broad daylight?" ”

Major Will thought about it, and nodded helplessly: "It seems that we only have this way now, let's fight!" ”

I quickly communicated this new assignment to the British soldiers in detail...... In other words, this is the disadvantage of the language barrier with the British soldiers, and we must explain every step and every detail very clearly in advance, because only in this way can we avoid the problem that the British army does not know what to do next or cannot coordinate because of the wounded or sacrificed Chinese soldiers.

Of course. We also have an emergency measure for this problem, for example, our Chinese soldiers have also learned some simple English words, such as assemble, retreat and so on. In addition, they have also trained with each other for a while, so there will be no major problems in command, just in case.

The pointer was soon approaching half-past two, and as soon as I gave the order, the soldiers were standing up and walking in a loose formation in the direction of the Wireless Ridge.

"Follow me!" I said to Lin Xia, who was panting nervously next to me, "No matter when." You will do whatever I do. Do you understand? ”

"Hmm!" Lin Xia nodded heavily.

As we expected, because our team was dressed in the uniform of an Argentine unit and pretended to be coming from the direction of Port Stanley, there were many Argentine soldiers carrying supplies passing us along the way without even asking.

Of course, they weren't so careful that they noticed that our troops had a white towel tied to their left shoulder.

Halfway through, with a glance at me, the Liang Lian nodded and led his troops towards the rear of the Rough Diamond Mountain.

"Hey!" With a shout, we were stopped by the sentry in front of the wireless ridge.

This is normal, after all, we are a force. When the defenders of Wireless Ridge did not receive the news of a change of guard or reinforcements, they would not let other troops go up lightly.

But none of that matters. The guide would talk to the sentry who came forward for questioning, as we had told him before:

"You're from the army? What are you doing here? ”

"We are from the fourth battalion of the fifth brigade, and we have been ordered to reinforce Wireless Ridge!"

"Are you mistaken, we haven't received any news of reinforcements!"

"No, no...... Absolutely true! The guide replied, "You see, we set out from Port Stanley as soon as we received the order, perhaps we are going too fast, so our superiors are in contact with your superiors!" Or you should call your chief and ask, you should be happy, shouldn't you? It's time to get out of this damn place! ”

So the sentry and the guide chatted without a word, and we pretended to smoke leisurely.

In fact, I could tell that the British soldiers were all nervous, because the cigarettes in their mouths were shaking, and it was easy to think that it was because it was too cold, otherwise they would have been exposed.

Then I noticed that the sentry's face had changed, and then he immediately raised his gun and pointed it at us, and shouted at us, and I couldn't help but say that something was wrong, and it was obvious that he had found something suspicious.

Later, I listened to the guide's explanation and realized that it was the sentry who noticed the white towel on our left shoulder...... This is indeed the most obvious suspicion, if it is two people with white towels tied to it, it is nothing, but if the whole team of people all have white towels tied to their left shoulders, then it is very obvious what the situation is.

But I don't think this sentry is smart enough, for a simple reason...... He was facing two platoons of enemies who might have infiltrated him, and at this time he raised his gun and asked, isn't that looking for death? If he could pretend to call his superiors and then quietly warn his comrades or superiors, then the matter would be completely different things.

But no matter what I said, it was already too late, and before he could react more, I pulled out a stab and stabbed him in the heart, and pretended to hug him warmly and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

Afterwards, according to Lin Xia, the British soldiers, and even Major Will......

At this moment, they all felt a chill under their feet, because they couldn't imagine how I could easily end a person's life with a smile on my face.

"That's a man!" Major Will said, "And you kill him as easily and casually as throwing away a piece of trash!" ”

I just smiled when I heard this, he couldn't understand the cruelty of life and death on the battlefield. But I don't blame him, because it's a state that has to be achieved after more battlefields and more deaths.

What frustrates me is that there is a corner of my heart that I am not actually proud that I have reached this state, because it may mean that I have become numb. (To be continued......)