On the battlefield, many unexpected factors can occur at any time, which directly affect the outcome of the entire battle. Huang Ming's heart was completely cold, he didn't want to wait here to let the People's Liberation Army "make dumplings". He knew the speed of the PLA's movement and could not hesitate any longer, and Huang Ming had to give the order to retreat.

Reinforcements and rescues of the Wanglang Mountain listening station were fought breathlessly and furiously. The two platoons led by Su Ergang, the commander of the base guard company, marched from the road and were ambushed by the "shadow troops", plus the deputy company commander He who sacrificed his life, a total of nine people were sacrificed, 16 were wounded, and most of the platoon was compensated, suffering heavy casualties. The casualties of the guard units at the Wanglangshan listening station were even more terrible, with 21 casualties and 27 wounded. The company commander was wounded, the instructor died, and the three platoon commanders were killed and wounded, and the casualties reached one-third. Fortunately, except for the stationmaster Zhang Shiyong, who was disgracefully escaped and was killed by the bombing, none of the other personnel were killed or injured. The "Sword Reconnaissance Detachment" luckily had no casualties. Speaking of Zhang Shiyong, the head of the monitoring station, there are many people who feel sorry for him. It is said that he is a "big deal" in the business, otherwise how could he be mixed up with the regular job at a young age, how difficult it is. Everyone will have fear in the face of death, and the fear and anxiety before the war are inevitable, not to mention that the perverted and cruel and inhumane enemy is about to kill him, and it is understandable that Zhang Shiyong is full of fear.

After cleaning up the battlefield, it was confirmed that the "shadow troops" of the Vietnamese army who came to attack only left seven unidentified corpses and three assault rifles that even the "Golden Leopard" did not recognize. But it is certain that this is a weapon made by "Lao Maozi", and it is a development version of the "AK-47". Later, the relevant personnel of the military region identified the three guns as the "AK-74" 5.45mm assault rifle that "Lao Maozi" first appeared at a military parade on Red Square in Moscow on 7 November 1974. However, when did the Vietnamese army become equipped with "AK-74s"? What troops are equipped? This answer needs to be answered by the intelligence department.

The guards of the two bases and the scouts of the "Sword Reconnaissance Detachment" have gathered the wounded in the conference room of the listening post. A full 43 wounded, except for Wu Yougui, who claimed to be slightly injured, did not enter the conference room, but lay on the floor in the conference room. The wounded, with bloodless faces and painful expressions, were covered in blood and mud despite the simple treatment of their wounds. Some were unconscious, some were screaming in pain, and the strong smell of blood filled the conference room, making people afraid to take a deep breath. Although there were female soldiers at the listening post to help, the health workers of the two companies were still very busy.

There was a young soldier who was wounded in the right arm, and the bandage that his comrades had temporarily bandaged him when he was injured was stained with blood and mud, and he had to open it and reprocess it after being concentrated. Under the guidance of the hygienist, Wu Fangzhu, a female soldier at the listening station, tearfully helped the little soldier untie the bandage and look at the wound, there was a big hole in the arm, and the black and purple subcutaneous tissue was turned outward, which was very scary. When Wu Fang took a sterilized cotton ball and gauze to debride the little soldier, he kept crying out in pain. As soon as the little soldier screamed in pain, Wu Bian's hand trembled, and he couldn't bear to start, and the debridement speed was very slow. The little soldier's wound was constantly bleeding outward, Wu Fang was at a loss, tears came out of his eyes, and he choked up and said, "Same ...... Comrade, you are doing this again...... What will you do if you continue like this...... It's going to be dangerous! Whining...... It's still a man! ……”

Wu Fang cried, it was the turn of the little soldier to be at a loss, and he hurriedly coaxed Wu Fang: "Sister...... Sister...... Don't cry! Isn't it okay if I don't cry out about pain? …… I'm numb when you cry, don't cry! I'll give you a ...... laugh."

As he spoke, the little soldier squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying to Wu Fang. Wu Fang was amused and laughed coquettishly, and said, "You are so bad!" …… Who is your sister, she is only seventeen ......"

As he spoke, Wu Fang grabbed the little soldier's arm and quickly cleaned his wounds. The little soldier was so painful that his face was deformed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he still gritted his teeth like a "man", pretended to smile and said, "Hehe...... Don't say it, I'm ...... I really don't hurt anymore! …… I'm only seventeen, what's your name? Family...... Where's home? ……”

"Oh...... My name is Wu Fang, and my home is from Tianshui, Gansu! What about you? ...... "Wu Fang didn't raise his head, and after treating the wound of the little soldier, he sprinkled it with anti-inflammatory powder, and then bandaged the wound clumsily with hemostatic gauze and bandages.

The bodies of the thirty martyrs were gathered in the playground. The body of the martyr was really heavy, and it was very difficult for four people to carry it. The mountain road was slippery, uphill and downhill, and if you were not careful, you would fall all over your body and be covered in muddy water. The bodies of martyrs are almost incomplete, missing arms, legs, or any part of the body may be mutilated. After the skin and flesh of the martyr were separated, the exposed tendons, blood vessels, bones, internal organs, etc., looked bloody and indescribable. The bodies of some martyrs were picked up in the east and gathered in the west, and then carried to the playground with white sheets. However, no one cares about this, falls and gets up, falls down and gets up again. All the people are open with blood-red eyes, and they are all doing it silently, desperately, and crazy! Each of them felt a kind of anger, as if it was a kind of unassuming oppression, like a fire that could not be vented, suffocating in the chest. These dinners are still eaten with me, and there are comrades-in-arms who talk and laugh, but now they are gone! Many don't even have intact corpses, making it unrecognizable. Everyone's mind went blank, like a dream, and there was no sense of reality.

Wu Yougui, commander of the guard company, did not let others move the bodies of instructor Li Gang and correspondent Wang Erniu who were damaged by bullets. He paid no attention to anyone, but he didn't know what was muttering, wrapped the bodies of the instructor and the correspondent in a white cloth, carried them to the playground, and placed them next to the bodies of other martyrs. He sat beside the instructor and the communicator, his eyes blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

The field surgery department of the "front finger" hospital was almost in full swing. When the sky was bright, more than a dozen "Jiefang" trucks arrived at Wanglang Mountain. Speaking of which, it's not easy for these angels in white to be war medics. Guangxi is red clay, so the dust behind the "Jiefang" truck is red, the uniforms and hats of the medical staff are also covered with red clay, and even the eyebrows are red, and the "whole Lang'er" is like the reincarnation of a "red child". As soon as they arrived at the base, these medical personnel did not care about the dust on their bodies, and immediately began to rescue the wounded and wash the remains of the martyrs.

Many fighters had penetrating wounds and had to be surgically removed immediately to remove the warheads or shrapnel. As long as the wound does not injure the main artery of the aorta, the doctor should use a scalpel to spread the wound and remove the bullet and shrapnel. The nurses were too busy, and the female soldiers at the listening station helped the doctor with painkiller injections, took hemostatic gauze, cotton balls, and handed instruments to the plates, and the wounded were lying on the ground, and the doctors could only squat and work, one after another, and after a long time, the legs were squatting and unconscious, so they knelt on the ground for surgery. The medical staff had no time to eat, and they worked almost non-stop, and they desperately raced against death to save their comrades and save lives!

The war did not make the women go away! War makes girls stronger! There were a few young nurses who had probably never touched such a horrific corpse of a martyr, and the first time they cleaned up the corpse of a martyr, they trembled with fear. War has made life undignified, and many flowery girls have experienced cruelty and blood, endured spiritual tempering that very human beings can bear, and become as resolute as "manhood"! These angels in white silently cleaned up the blood and sludge on the faces of the martyrs, registered their names, home addresses, and unit numbers, and then wrapped the bodies in white cloths, put them into a large black plastic bag together with their information cards, put them on stretchers, carried them to the car, and transported them to the martyrs' cemetery for unified burial.

The "Smiling Tiger" held a two-day meeting in the military region and returned at dinner. The smile he always wore on his face was gone. The scouts sat on the benches in the conference room in an orderly manner, looking at the "smiling tiger" with a blue face, and their hearts were uneasy. Among the people attending the meeting, there was also an additional deputy platoon commander of the base guard company, Hou Zhenshan.

"Comrades! …… A ...... No! In the early hours of yesterday morning, the 'shadow troops' attacked the listening post headquartered in Wanglang Mountain, causing casualties to the guard troops of the listening station! According to the analysis of the Enemy Engineering Department of the Military Region, the purpose of the 'shadow troops' in this operation is twofold. The first is to destroy the Wanglang Mountain listening station; The second is to eliminate our 'sword reconnaissance detachment'. …… The 'AK-74-style' 5.45mm assault rifle made by 'Lao Maozi' was secretly equipped by the 'Shadow Force' just now. Comrades, appreciate and appreciate the souvenirs left by the 'Shadow Troops'! ......" "Smiling Tiger" threw an "AK-74" on the table with a "dang bang".

Suddenly, the "smiling tiger" slapped the table with a "snap", and roared angrily: "The matter is now, and there is nothing to keep secret!" The 'Shadow Troops' are extremely vicious, evildoers, and have a lot of blood debts, and we have formed the 'Sword Reconnaissance Detachment' to destroy them. The 'Sword Reconnaissance Detachment' embodies the hard work of the army chiefs, especially Deputy Chief of Staff He. This is good, we just arrived at the front line in southern Xinjiang, and we haven't even touched people's hair, so we almost let people even end their nests! Shame on you! Disgrace! …… Comrades, what should we do? ……”

The "Siberian Tiger" stood up suddenly, his face flushed, and he said loudly: "Report to the captain of the detachment!" Conscientiously sum up the lessons and lessons, be brave after shame, and resolutely eliminate the 'shadow troops'! ……”

The "Smiling Tiger" had a hint of a smile on his face this time, nodded, and said to the "Siberian Tiger" with a smile: "Very good!" …… This time, I would like to commend a comrade, this comrade is Hou Zhenshanhou, deputy platoon commander of the base guard company! …… Comrades, if it weren't for Comrade Hou Zhenshan who built a 'flyover' on the cliff of the back mountain, we really wouldn't have long wings to fly over. The listening post may have to lose a lot! Comrades, let's give Comrade Hou Zhenshan a quack! ……”

The scouts immediately applauded Hou Zhenshan. Hou Zhenshan seemed to be very wooden, he had never received such a high honor, his face was red, and he hurriedly stood up in a panic and saluted and thanked the scouts.

After the applause stopped, the "smiling tiger" said with a smile: "Comrades, I have already reported to Deputy Chief of Staff He and requested that Comrade Hou Zhenshan be transferred to our 'Sword Reconnaissance Detachment'!" …… Even if it's a few days of 'short-term work', it's ......."