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To the north of the camp is a hilly hill with high terrain, and when you climb up, you can see the whole camp.

This side of the hill is the focus of the camp's defense, and there are many watchtowers, so you need to pay extra attention.

The architecture of the camp is made of bamboo and wood, which is very similar to that of southwest China.

Most of the men in the camp are young and strong, with only a few women, and most of them are doing chores such as cooking.

Several women were carrying wooden basins to feed the men sitting in the open space, and the men kept getting on and off their hands on the way. These women did not shy away, but responded with a smile and enthusiasm.

These women don't seem to be a threat, but if you underestimate them, you will definitely suffer a big loss!

Their resilience and cruelty are eye-catching!

Whether it was during the Vietnam War in the United States or China's self-defense counterattack, Vietnamese women took advantage of women's natural advantages to confuse many people.

There was also a small river outside the camp, soaked in several wooden cages in which several people were kept.

I took a closer look, and there was an acquaintance in one of the separate cages - Chen Zijun!

After delivering the meal, the Vietnamese woman came to the cage and threw some food into it, much like feeding a dog.

The American prisoners in the cage scrambled to grab the food, and if they were slow, the food was washed away by the river.

Chen Zijun didn't move, let the sticky food pour him down, and then was washed away by the river.

It seems to have a lot of backbone, but in fact, it's stupid to get home, how can you escape if you don't have the strength?

A soldier should try to conserve his strength in any situation and never give up easily!

Chen Zijun's actions angered the Vietnamese women who were feeding them, and they picked up the bamboo pole next to the cage and whipped it in, causing many scars to appear on Chen Zijun's body.

The man not far away did not stop him, but grinned and pointed.

Chen Zijun suddenly made a move, grabbed a bamboo pole, pulled it hard, pulled a woman over, and choked the woman's neck with his hand.

The woman struggled in Chen Zijun's hands, and the men saw that something was wrong, so they took up arms and surrounded them.

The Vietnamese seemed to have some concerns, and did not shoot, but just pointed a gun at Chen Zijun and shouted and cursed.

Chen Zijun didn't kill him, let go of his vice-like hand, and let the woman fall into the water.

It can be seen that Chen Zijun still can't do anything about killing women. Ignoring the Vietnamese who were still shouting and swearing, he returned to the middle of the cage.

Several Vietnamese men saw the fire and picked up wooden sticks to teach Chen Zijun a lesson, but were stopped by a leader, and the Vietnamese who were holding back the fire vented their anger on the American prisoners in a nearby cage.

I quietly withdrew from the hills, thinking about how to rescue Chen Zijun,

Now that you have seen it, you can't ignore it, after all, you are compatriots!

The action is tentatively scheduled for the evening, and I need to fill my empty stomach now.

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I don't know if there were too many people in this place, and I didn't find any prey, but after a long search to no avail, I started the idea of raising free-range chickens by the camp.

A few young teenagers were managing the flock, and although they were only thirteen or fourteen years old, they were already warriors, and most of them carried guns behind them!

After all, they are young people, and they have a big heart, some of them watch cockfights around a bamboo fence, and some of them roast sweet potatoes and eggs around the fire.

I chose an easy hen and carefully crawled over.

After all, it was raised by people, and this lone hen saw that I didn't run, so she squatted down by herself, saving me a lot of effort.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to this, I quickly clawed the hen's neck and twisted it slightly, and the hen stopped moving.

When I succeeded, I retreated the way I came, ready to find a place to get some hot food.

There were stacks of stacks of wood at the edge of the camp, so I took a bundle and withdrew for almost a kilometre to find a shelter to prepare for a fire.

I pulled a few bullets out of the magazine, and with my bayonet and my hands I dislodged the bullets, and the gunpowder inside was poured on the small wooden stick that ignited the fire.

Two suitable stones were chosen, and the sparks fell on the gunpowder, igniting the thin wooden sticks with a thud.

I tended to the fire while handling the chickens. Due to the limited conditions, there was no way to scald the feathers with boiling water, so I had to pluck the chicken with the belt hair

This chicken is enough for me to eat, so I can do without the offal, and then cut off the hard-to-cook cooked chicken feet and head, and I put the chicken on the grill I made myself.

The chicken was not big, the meat was relatively tender, and it was cooked quickly, and I ate it while roasting, and a chicken entered my stomach like this.

In the evening, it was raining heavily in the sky, and there was a tendency to get heavier, and the water was so misty that you couldn't see anything ten meters away.

Seeing God's eagerness to help, I decided to start the action early!

The rain comes and goes as fast as it comes, and I have to hurry up and get across the distance from the wooden cage.

When we came to the river, there was no sign of the rain, but it became heavier, and it hit my face like a stone seed.

I wanted to enter through the wooden bridge of the camp, but I noticed that even in such a heavy rain, there were still a few guards standing at the head of the bridge.

I hid my gun and bullets, bit a bayonet in my mouth, and went down to the river. After tossing and turning in the surging river for a long time, it was on the other side.

The cage soon arrived, and the people inside did not react to my presence, and seemed to be numb.

The most unexpected thing for me was Chen Zijun, in the face of my rescue, not only did he not flee, but opened his mouth to warn.

"My own people!" I hurriedly said in Chinese.

Under Chen Zijun's suspicious gaze, I opened the cage.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Tian You!" I smiled and stretched out my hand to Chen Zijun.

"Chen Zijun!" He held my hand tightly.

I didn't rush to leave, but opened all the cages and released the captives inside.

When they first came out, these captives still did not believe that their undignified days of hard work were over.

When they confirmed that they were saved, the captives showed their crazy side, and they rushed into the corner tower!

The gunshots soon rang out, mixed with the dense sound of rain, and intensified!

I didn't care about these captives who fell into madness, and jumped into the river with Chen Zijun.

After we left, more and more North Vietnamese soldiers rushed out of the house and surrounded the several corner towers that were still fighting!

Under the incessant onslaught of the North Vietnamese, the gunfire became quieter and quieter, and all the deranged captives were killed, without exception.

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After drifting out of the water for a long distance, Chen Zijun and I went ashore one after the other, and before I could breathe a sigh, Chen Zijun made a big problem for me.

"Thank you for saving me, I'm going back, I still have a few brothers there, they will be in danger after I leave!" After Chen Zijun finished speaking, he walked back along the river. (To be continued.) )