Wei Daoyuan said emotionally: "What are you talking about 'camel'? Since you call me sister, you have to listen to my sister! You know no, being captured is more terrible and cruel than death. When I was captured, I wondered what the Vietnamese monkeys were going to do to me. Interrogations, beatings, abuse? There may also be personal insults! This means that I have not only lost my identity, I have lost my personality, but I have also lost the ability to protect myself, and I will be slaughtered by others! In addition to physical pain, there is also a mental trauma. 'Camel', just before I was in the most desperate, you saved me. Now that you're injured, what am I doing to do such a thing? ……”

Zhan Zhizhan thought in his heart: "Then why don't you tell the Vietnamese monkey that you are the wife of Cao Tinghui, the major general of the Vietnam Monkey Intelligence Bureau?" If you say it, which of those deflated calves has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dares to touch you with five horses and spears? ……”

But on second thought, it's a bit hurtful. Wei Daoyuan was reluctant to mention the big traitor "Golden Lotus" Cao Tinghui because she hated the traitor "Golden Lotus" Cao Tinghui's betrayal of the enemy, she was a good guy, not a bad guy! Thinking of this, Zhan Zhizhan sighed and said, "Alas...... The essence of war is tragic and cruel, and a woman's nature is gentle and kind. It is already a human misfortune for women to be drawn into war, and the fate of women is even more tragic when they become captives. Prisoners of war are the inevitable product of war, and if there is war, there will be prisoners of war, and if there are female soldiers, there will inevitably be female prisoners of war, which is a normal thing. ……”

Wei Daoyuan still didn't fight Zhan Zhizhan, she put the "78-style" backpack on Zhan Zhizhan's body, and carried the "AK74" on her shoulder. Zhan Zhizhan used the "Bayi Bar" as a crutch in his left hand, and carried a Japanese saber in his right hand to remove the branches and weeds that stood in the way, while looking for the traces left by the Vietnamese monkeys chasing the comrades of the reconnaissance platoon of the Seventh Frontier Regiment, and walked towards the vast subtropical primeval jungle with difficulty with the support of Wei Daoyuan.

"Sister, why were you caught by a Vietnamese monkey? ......" Zhan Zhizhan felt much better and chatted with Wei Daoyuan. Zhan Zhizhan's injuries did not hurt his muscles and bones, but he lost too much blood. Wei Daoyuan's sweet "grape juice" was like a "panacea", and Zhan Zhizhan was miraculously much better.

"Alas...... Don't mention it! After the quarantine review ended, I was in a terrible mood. That day, I left the hospital with my pistol in my trouser pocket and walked aimlessly along a mountain trail, and before I knew it, I was far away. It was overgrown with eucalyptus, birch and banyan trees, and a small stream bubbled out of the tree-lined arcades. The sunlight spilled down from the branches and leaves, and the light and shadow jumped on the water surface, reflecting the sparse shadows of the slanted bamboo and dripping green. This rich rainforest landscape made my inner depression disappear for a while. ...... "It seems that Wei Daoyuan's writing is good, and his words are all crepe."

"Obediently boom, fried green onions in lard! It is said that the big girl in Harbin has a big heart, and sure enough! ......" Zhan Zhizhan muttered in his heart, but he said, "Yes, the beautiful scenery of nature often drives away the unhappiness in people's hearts. ……”

"No, I have such a nature, whenever I am in a unique scenery, my heart will be filled with poetry, and my heart will be fascinated and forgetful. At that moment, I was completely enchanted by the view. I sat down, dipped my feet in the creek, and enjoyed the bounty of nature. Suddenly, there was a slight sound of stones rolling behind me. I had no experience, so I turned and stood up, and two men in black clothes were walking towards me step by step. ......" Wei Daoyuan said this, recalling the past, and his expression became nervous.

"Sister, this is your mistake, aren't you disciplined not to go out alone? ......" Zhan Zhi Zhan said smoothly.

"Alas...... It's too late to talk about it now, the organization was thinking about my change of career, and now I've been arrested for violating discipline, and I don't know what will happen when I go back. ......" Wei Daoyuan sighed and said worriedly.

"It's not a big deal. And then? ......" Zhan Zhizhan knew that his words had aroused Wei Daoyuan's unpleasantness.

"I became vigilant and asked them what they were doing, shouting as I pulled out my pistol. I had a cartridge of bullets in my gun, and I instinctively grabbed it in my hand, and I was bold. ......" Wei Daoyuan said, leaning towards Zhan Zhizhan.

"Hmm...... It's far enough away that you have a gun in your hand, and it's not easy for them to catch you. ......" Zhan Zhizhan nodded.

"A man with a triangular face said in stiff Chinese, 'Oh...... It's Comrade Dajun, we are from the nearby Mudong Village. ......' The other guy moved forward with a grin. Behind me was a stream, and there was no way back. The presence of two strangers in front of me made me feel dangerous. At this moment, I tried to retreat along the road I came from, but another bitter gourd-faced man blocked the way. My head was buzzing, and I couldn't help but panic. Oops, these two people must be from the Vietnamese monkey team, how did they touch it, and they actually went so far away? We are dozens of kilometers from the front line! Time did not allow me to think too much, and my finger pulled towards the trigger. Even if you can't kill the enemy, you will call the hospital. However, how sad it is that I forgot to open the safety and the gun did not go off! Before I could figure out why the gun didn't go off, two Vietnamese monkeys had already rushed up to me and grabbed me. I hit them in the face, head and mouth with a gun. However, they ignored me and just pushed me to the ground. I rolled desperately into the stream, Triangle Face holding me down, and Bitter Melon Face took the gun from my hand. ......" Wei Daoyuan breathed heavily, remembering the shameful scene.

"These two Vietnamese monkeys are fat enough! And then? ......" Zhan Zhizhan interjected in order to let Wei Daoyuan relax.

"Not really! ......" Wei Daoyuan continued: "I struggled desperately, and was about to scream, when the bitter gourd face grabbed the sludge by the stream and stuffed it into my mouth. I felt the mud and sand cover my nostrils, my throat and my face flushed, but my feet were still kicking and kicking. The triangular face knocked me to the ground, my hands were cut behind my back, ropes were tied, and my eyes were blindfolded. ……”

Zhan Zhizhan listened to Wei Daoyuan's account of being captured, and listened vigilantly to the movements around him. Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but remember who he forgot to hear that there is a kind of cat in the world in Africa, called the "black-footed cat". Black-footed cats with big palms are extremely fierce, they have super night vision and keen hearing functions, and are known as the deadliest cats in the world with their ferocious character and hunting ability. Black-footed cats can walk 32 kilometers a night in search of prey in order to hunt. It is said that a common hunting method used by black-footed cats is called "hunting while there is chaos", which is to quickly pass back and forth in the grass, so that various small prey hiding in the grass are frightened and run around. At this time, the black-footed cat has the opportunity to spot its prey and subdue it in one fell swoop.

Zhan Zhizhan thought in his heart: "Obediently long dong, fried green onions in lard!" Reconnaissance platoon of the 7th Frontier Regiment? Why were they so fast, they actually grabbed ahead of themselves and found the remains of the three martyrs of 'Buzzard Eagle', 'Snake Eagle' and 'Goshawk'? It's hard to think they're the legendary African 'black-footed cats'! ……”

It was extremely difficult to navigate the jungles of northern Vietnam in the dark, and Zhan Zhizhan had to search for traces of Vietnamese monkeys from time to time. After traveling more than 20 kilometers, it was not until dawn that Zhan Zhizhan and Wei Daoyuan walked out of the jungle and into an open field, where the woods gradually thinned out, and dense white-haired grass and a large piece of flat land appeared in front of them. Zhan Zhizhan took out the "ZBZ-80-style" compass and map to confirm his location. This is the area of Vietnam Monkey Bilao, which is about two kilometers southeast of Vietnam Monkey No. 6 Highland. Three or four kilometers to the border, you're going to get home, and it feels so good to be home!

Zhan Zhizhan and Wei Daoyuan couldn't control themselves anymore and became excited. In addition to the excitement, a trace of uneasiness surged into Zhan Zhizhan's heart, and the organization didn't know what to do with himself and Wei Daoyuan. Especially Wei Daoyuan, the family of a traitor and the identity of a prisoner of war, in that era when there was still the residual heat of the "fiery era", everyone was full of gold and ruined bones. The charges are neither big nor small. Sure enough, after Zhan Zhizhan and Wei Daoyuan returned to China, Wei Daoyuan was immediately isolated and examined by the eastern "front finger" security department, and as soon as the review was over, he was immediately sent back to his hometown, and Zhan Zhizhan and Wei Daoyuan lost contact. It wasn't until Zhan Zhizhan couldn't bear it anymore and angrily went to the door of the office of the stationmaster Jiang of the Nanning workstation of the headquarters that he knew Wei Daoyuan's whereabouts.

Wei Daoyuan's fate was uncertain. After returning to Harbin, no unit dared to receive her. But Wei Daoyuan didn't want to affect his parents and sister, so he rented a house by himself and set up a small stall in the Daoli Thocage Market to support himself and his son Xiao Xuancheng. After Zhan Zhizhan found out, he angrily went to the headquarters and made Zeng Xianchun and Zeng's second brother's house a mess. In desperation, under the strong intervention of the second sister-in-law of the Zeng family, the second brother Zeng had no choice but to come forward in person and arranged Wei Daoyuan to the 311 Hospital in Harbin.

Although Wei Daoyuan returned to the team and restarted the life-saving career she loved, she was not satisfied with the status quo, but was admitted to Harbin Medical University's "master's and doctor's degree" graduate school, and became a famous cardiovascular expert twenty years later.

Zhan Zhizhan didn't want to catch up with the dozen or so comrades-in-arms of the reconnaissance platoon of the Seventh Frontier Regiment. If they catch up, the dozen or so comrades-in-arms of the reconnaissance platoon of the Seventh Frontier Regiment must be in trouble. He only hopes to quietly protect his comrades in the back and protect his comrades-in-arms to return home safely.

People, that's it, the more you are afraid of something, the more you come. Just when Zhan Zhizhan and Wei Daoyuan were thinking about what to do first thing when they returned to the motherland, suddenly, a crisp gunfire came, and then, the gunshots rang out.

Zhan Zhizhan seemed to be born for battle, as soon as the gun rang out, the pain all over his body disappeared, and he regained his inexhaustible strength. Zhan Zhizhan carried the "Bayi Bar" and ran towards an unnamed small plateau in the northwest direction. Zhan Zhizhan ran to the top of the nameless small plateau, looked back, and saw that Wei Daoyuan was also pulled down more than a hundred meters by himself, Zhan Zhizhan smiled, turned around and took out the binoculars, and looked at the place where the gun rang out. It turned out that the high ground where Zhan Zhizhan was located was a big mountain beam, and there was a saddle on the left that communicated with another mountain bag. On the mountain, more than two dozen Vietnamese monkeys are shooting wildly. Among the Vietnamese monkeys, there is a 1963 60mm mortar, constantly "knocking" and "knocking". Zhan Zhizhan hated in his heart: "This 1963-style 60mm mortar should be the murder weapon that injured himself!" ……”