Chapter 110: Infiltration Warfare

"Sometimes I'm wonder......ing," Chen Yiyi continued, "What have these veterans been doing for two or three years?" Some soldiers can't even shoot their guns, let alone bazookas...... I haven't even seen each other from top to bottom. I didn't know until I asked...... It turns out that most of our troops used to be engaged in side jobs! ”

"What kind of side hustle?" I'm a little weird.

"Farming, big production...... There are also those who are engaged in construction and business! Chen Yiyi looked at me with some incredulity and asked, "Platoon commander, don't you know?" ”

"Oh! Know! I hurriedly nodded without pretending to understand: "I just didn't think about it for a while!" ”

In fact, I really didn't remember it for a while, the old man once told me that most of our previous troops were not training how to fight, but responding to the call of 'do it yourself, have enough food and clothing' for large-scale production. In peacetime, the troops are farming, growing vegetables, raising pigs, building houses, and even doing business...... In a year's time, the training time is at most two or three months, and a few high-quality companies are selected from the army for training, and after a few months of training, they go to the military region to participate in the next big military contest and get a ranking.

It's just that I heard it before but didn't take it to heart, but now I recalled these words when I heard Chen Yiyi say this. I can only be helpless in my heart, knowing that those veterans are only veterans in name, but in fact, they spend more time touching the hoe handle than the gun handle......

"What are we doing now?" I asked again.

"The beginning is garrisoning!" Chen Yiyi squatted on the ground, picked up a branch and painted it on the ground, saying: "Behind us is the Waibo River, after our army conquered the citrus candy." In order to prevent the enemy from counterattacking. He ordered our regiment to be stationed on the front line of Tuanjie, Kuangmeng, and Gage. The devils did make a few charges these days. But it's all small-scale, and it doesn't take a few hits for us to run away, and sometimes before we can do it, they will be blown back with a single shot, so it's easy! ”

"Hmm!" I nodded, I wasn't worried about an enemy attacking, on the contrary, I was more interested in an enemy attacking. Because only in this way can the soldiers feel the atmosphere of the battlefield more, so that they can adapt to the battlefield as soon as possible to cope with the upcoming battle......

"A frontal attack by the enemy is easy to deal with." After a pause, Chen Yiyi continued: "It's their agents who are troublesome, they sneak attack our army everywhere at night, and our regiment loses so many dozens of people every night!" ”

I couldn't help but think of the mess that I asked the squad leader Wu Zhijun to tie up when I went up the mountain just now, and I think they must have let the agents make a little bit of a mess.

When they returned to the camp to gather the soldiers, they reacted the most strongly to the Vietnamese army agents.

"It's the Vietnamese army agents who hate it!" As soon as this topic was mentioned, many soldiers said with empathy: "Once, the logistics supply line of our troops was attacked by the enemy, and when it was dawn the next day, I saw that the corpses left by the devils were all 'old women'!" All of them have submachine guns on their backs......"

"Our position has also been attacked three times and twice, so that we can't sleep well!"

"And yes!" Another soldier also rushed to say: "Our militia transporting the wounded also said." Once they sent the wounded to the rear, and it was strange to walk on the road. Why are there fewer and fewer wounded...... Later, I learned that it was the militia that had infiltrated the ranks of enemy agents and was secretly throwing the wounded down the cliff......"

"Isn't there a chance that our troops will be mixed with enemy agents?" Wu Zhijun couldn't help but interject: "If it weren't for the enemy agents, where would I ...... our platoon leader?"

Before he could finish his sentence, I glared at him fiercely and hurriedly swallowed it all.

"Do you know where the Vietnamese agents are lurking?" I asked Chen Yiyi about this sentence.

Chen Yiyi nodded and said, "Some are hiding in the jungle, and some are hiding in the village." The village will regularly provide food to the jungle. ”

"Have you searched the village?" I asked again.

"Why haven't you searched it!" Wu Zhijun replied with a wry smile: "Actually, we all know that there are Vietnamese agents among those people, but what can we do with them?" We have 'three disciplines and eight points of attention', and when we went to search, our superiors also asked us to care for the grass and trees of the Vietnamese people more than our own land, and repeatedly emphasized that we are not allowed to be rough with the people. What kind of name can you find? Will the devil stand up and admit that he is an agent? ”

I couldn't help but be silent when I heard this, if I talked about the "three disciplines and eight points of attention" in the civil war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, it might be useful, but in Vietnam, it is obviously nonsense, will the Vietnamese still beat gongs and drums to welcome us?

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The sky gradually darkened, because this was the battlefield, and we didn't know how many Vietnamese troops were staring at us around our position, so no one dared to light a fire or smoke, so the soldiers had to arrange a sentry post early or go into a tent or into an air-raid shelter to rest.

I'm a platoon leader, so I don't have to worry about these things. Although our army in this era talks about the equality of officers and soldiers, (this is also the reason why the uniforms of our army in this era do not have military ranks, and the abolition of the military rank system is to carry forward the spirit of Jinggangshan and pay attention to the equality of officers and soldiers), but in real life, officers and soldiers cannot be equal, especially in the army, the relationship between officers and soldiers should be the relationship between the commander and the commanded, and the relationship between giving orders and resolutely carrying them out.

But there are a lot of incredible things in this era, so I don't think it's strange.

As it is now, do you say that officers and soldiers are equal? The soldiers were in awe of me as a platoon commander psychologically, and they were naturally willing to obey my orders, and they would also take the initiative to set up tents for me...... If this is said at best, it means that the soldiers respect my platoon commander, and at worst...... It's just that I, the platoon commander, have a serious bureaucratic style, and as a platoon commander, I openly engage in specialization!

But I don't care so much, those formal things are actually useless on the battlefield, the battlefield is a cruel reality, what we need is not the kind of person who will not let people grasp the handle of everything, but the kind of person who can fight and kill and dare to fight with the enemy!

Lying on the damp sticky mat, I couldn't help but miss the field hospital.

This damn Vietnamese jungle, hardly for a moment and nowhere is dry, the quilt is always wet...... In fact, it is said that it will not get wet, but I don't know how it feels like it has just been fished out of the water, which makes people feel very uncomfortable on the body.

But what can be done? We're fighting, we're on the front line, and it's good to have time and a place to rest, and to be able to save our lives.

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt all over my body, and when I got to Zuihou, I didn't think about anything at all, and I turned over and fell asleep in a daze with a wave of tiredness that swelled up on my brows.

"Bang!" I was awakened by the sound of a gunshot, and before I could open my eyes, there was a dense burst of gunfire outside.

I hurriedly grabbed the rifle that I put beside me and got out of the tent, it has become a habit for me to keep the gun within reach every night before going to bed after returning from Dainoyama, not for anything else, but for the sake of my own life.

The moment I got out of the tent, I was on my stomach and rolling on the ground, because I was afraid that the enemy was pointing their guns at the mouth of the tent, and that if I rushed out so recklessly, I would probably never get up.

However, I soon realized that all of these actions were in vain - the battle took place on the adjacent heights, and it was only because of the proximity between the two heights that I had the illusion that the enemy was in front of me.

After a while, the soldiers also came out one by one, and the company commander also arrived, shouting at us: "Get ready for battle!" "Everyone went into the trenches and waited, but after a while nothing was out of the ordinary, and there was no gunfire from the other high grounds, only the next high ground was hot, and it was machine guns and grenades......

"What's going on?" The company commander asked.

"It's the heights of the three companies!" Scar replied, "Maybe it was a sneak attack by Vietnamese agents!" ”

I also think Scar's judgment is reasonable, the reason is very simple, if the regular troops of the Vietnamese army are charging at our position, it will not be a sneak attack on only one position.

"Drip Vietnamese Army Agent!" I heard some soldiers next to me whispering: "Every day they come to sneak attack, if they are not careful, they will be allowed to take advantage of the loopholes!" ”

"I'm afraid that Sanlian will sacrifice some comrades again this time!"

"Why don't we go and reinforce the third company!"

"Reinforcements?" Scar asked angrily, "Can you tell which of our troops are our troops and which are devil agents?" We're only going to get more and more chaotic! ”

"Oh!" Listening to Scar's words, I understood, it turned out that the devil agent was still engaged in that kind of infiltration warfare, and I didn't expect this infiltration warfare to be so popular on the battlefield, and it could be done anywhere......

So we could only watch as the high ground next door heated up with all kinds of weapons, and it took more than half an hour for the gunfire to subside, and we couldn't even go over to see what was going on. Who can guarantee that the devils will not be allowed to get into our own team during this night? Who can guarantee that our allies won't mistake us for enemy agents? So the best way is to stay put, and wait until dawn. (To be continued......)