Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 374 How much is life worth?

"Fan Ping asked to go out to defuse the bomb."

Shen Jun looked at Xia Zhiguo in astonishment.

"Commander, do you agree?"

Xia Zhiguo said: "Now it's dark and the light is not good. Even if you wear night vision goggles and go out to dismantle bombs, it will be much more difficult than during the day. I think it's better to save it for tomorrow."

Shen Jun said: "The problem now is that he can't see the front side of the mortar shells and a tail pipe that has not been cleared. If there is a shell body, it is a dangerous explosive, not to mention Now, these bombs are not new, but rather old. I don’t know where I found them. The structure of the bombs is probably very unstable. If we don’t get rid of them now, if they explode halfway, I’m afraid the damage will be huge. Not small."

Xia Zhiguo thought for a while and said, "I think it's better tomorrow. First, surround it with sandbags. If it explodes, at most it will destroy a section of barbed wire. It's better than fighting with the lives of soldiers."

Seeing that Xia Zhiguo had made a decision, Shen Jun immediately notified Fan Ping by radio to let him withdraw first.

Fan Ping quickly returned to the barracks, and when he saw Shen Jun, he yelled: "Platoon leader, I'm going around now, and I can get rid of it soon. I think it's a waste bomb. You need to use TNT to detonate the explosives inside."

Shen Jun said: "Then you go to dismantle it tomorrow, is there any difference?"

Fan Ping said, "But what if this thing explodes in the middle of the night?"

Shen Jun said: "If it explodes, it will explode, and it will only destroy a section of barbed wire. If you go out to dismantle it now, and the thing explodes at night, you will be gone. My soldiers are very valuable! Get out of here, go back to sleep, and let them go to bed tomorrow morning." Brothers of engineers use machines to line up, you don’t need to go into battle manually.”

Fan Ping had nothing to say.

It is useless to be brave, everything is based on safety as the first criterion.

After Fan Ping left, Shen Jun remembered something and asked Xia Zhiguo: "Commander, do you think the child brought these explosives here to bury them or they were there in the first place?"

Xia Zhiguo said: "The engineering team lined up around the camp area before, and there were quite a few lines, but I dare not promise you that the line was completely clean. At that time, because of time constraints, I thought about carefully lined up in the courtyard. After a rough sweep of the outside of the hospital, there may be some leftovers. At that time, Li Moran of the engineering unit told me that there was still a certain danger in the periphery, so he put in the warning signs."

Shen Jun said: "If this is the case, then I think we have to make a good arrangement tomorrow to avoid such a thing from happening tonight."

Xia Zhiguo wondered: "If the explosives were there before, then why did this kid come here? What does he want to do?"

What?
Shen Jun couldn't answer for a while.

In fact, not only the commander Xia Zhiguo and the rapid response platoon leader Shen Jun couldn't find the answer, Li Zheng and the others were laid off, and they were also clueless about talking about this matter in the row room.

Fatty Wei thinks that the kid took it and buried it here to detonate it. There are three reasons. One is that it is not uncommon to use dolls as gunmen in Africa, and the other is that if he didn't take it and bury it here, why bother so much? , run away when you see yourself and Li Zheng?Three, if the militants here want to use IEDs, the easiest way is to find unexploded dud bombs, connect a small piece of high explosive, insert a detonator, connect an old mobile phone, and a remote-controlled IED It's all alive.

Yang Da V retorted, "It's okay for a child to be a gunman and child soldier, but you let him bury this kind of thing?"He has that skill?What's more, that thing doesn't look rusty, maybe it was a scrap bomb left here, and it happened to be dug up by that child.

Fatty Wei said: "If you dig this thing, you can still dig into our barbed wire fence? There are warning signs outside, with warnings about the danger of minefields. Who would dare to come in like an ordinary child?"

Li Zheng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said something that made everyone fall into deep thought.

"Do you think that kid accidentally strayed into the minefield and found out that there are scrap bombs in it, and he wants to pick them up and sell them for money?"

What Li Zheng said made the people present not know how to answer for a while.

It sounds like a wild guess.

Even if the tail pipe of the RPG rocket is made of aluminum, the mortar shell is just a lump of iron. How much can it sell for?

Someone would run into a minefield and risk it because of this little rags?Carrying your head to earn money to buy cabbage?
Fatty Wei finally yawned, stretched his waist and said, "I said college students, your ideas are really strange. If you don't write science fiction, it will be a waste of your talent. Go to bed early, and go to see how the engineers and soldiers get rid of it tomorrow morning." That pile of junk."

Yang Da V said: "Old Li, I'm not talking about you, your idea is really unique, maybe it makes sense..."

Anyway, there was no result at the end of the matter. After a busy day, they were already tired and fell asleep.

That night, Li Zheng couldn't sleep at all.

He remembered that little black boy once looked back when he was running, and he could vaguely see that face.

It was a frightened face.

Maybe he was frightened by firing his own gun.

However, he had a vague premonition that the child was not a militant, let alone a legendary child soldier.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, the engineering detachment dispatched a squad to drive a minesweeping vehicle over there and push.

Turns out, those were stink bombs.

None of them sounded.

Standing in the distance, Li Zheng watched the minesweeper plow back and forth several times like a tireless cow, and finally announced that the area was really mine-free.

At this moment, Shen Jun took everyone to see what the child left behind last night.

As soon as they approached, Shen Jun suddenly stopped everyone.

"and many more!"

He pointed to the grass ahead.

"There's something there."

Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers in unison, only to see a corner of a white woven bag faintly exposed in the grass.

That kind of bag is a type of fertilizer bag, woven type, very cheap.

Shen Jun asked everyone to back away, and stepped forward to check in person.

After a few minutes, he stood up and announced, "It's all right! It's just a bunch of shrapnel and junk!"

Li Zheng's heart was shocked.

My guess last night was really accurate.

Since he brought a woven bag, he must have come to pick up trash.

But what he couldn't understand was that that kid would venture into such a place to pick up junk.

But soon he came to a very reasonable and heartrending conclusion - nothing could compare to this place with more tattered shrapnel, after all, the engineering unit had been mine before, and there was a lot of waste left in this land Duds and fragments.

Finally, Shen Jun confirmed Li Zheng's guess.

The tail pipe of the RPG rocket is just a tail pipe, and what is left after firing does not have any charge or explosive force.

Everything seemed to disappear. When Li Zheng left, he found many local children and adults nearby.

Standing far away, watching from afar.

Li Zheng felt that the child who ran away last night was among these children, but he didn't know which one it was.

Maybe they really would rather risk their lives to dig shrapnel here for that little bit of broken copper and iron. In Wei Fatty’s view, that is absolutely unbelievable. Even when a child soldier doesn't want to believe that someone will risk their life for a little piece of metal.

Maybe……

Poverty is worse than death.

However, these children can no longer pick up shrapnel.

For the sake of safety, Xia Zhiguo ordered the engineering team to clean up all the debris here, absolutely not leaving a little bit of metal, lest local children venture in to dig the shrapnel and cause any accidents.

For a peacekeeping battalion, the last thing they want is to have such disputes related to local casualties.

I don't even want to see someone die because of these rags.

It seemed impersonal to clean this place up, but Xia Zhiguo had to do it.

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(End of this chapter)