blood of vietnam war

Chapter 110 Infiltration Warfare

"Sometimes I wonder..." Chen Yiyi went on to say, "What have these veterans been doing for two or three years? Some soldiers can't even shoot a gun, let alone a rocket launcher... From top to bottom I have never seen it before. I only found out after asking... It turns out that most of our troops used to be engaged in side jobs!"

"What's a side job?" I was a little surprised.

"Farming, large-scale production... There are also construction and business people!" Chen Yiyi looked at me incredulously, and asked, "Don't you know, platoon leader?"

"Oh! I know!" I hurriedly nodded my head pretending to understand: "I just didn't remember it for a while!"

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

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

"What is our mission now?" I asked again. .

"At first it was garrison!" Chen Yiyi squatted on the ground, picked up a branch and drew on the ground and said: "Behind us is the Waipa River. After our army conquered Gantang, in order to prevent the enemy from counterattacking, they ordered us to The regiment is stationed on the front lines of Tuanjie, Kuangmeng, and Gage. The devils did launch a few charges these days, but they were all small-scale, and we were beaten away after a few hits. Just blast them back, take it easy!"

"Yeah!" I nodded. What I was worried about was not that there would be enemies attacking. On the contrary, I hoped that there would be enemies attacking at this time, because only in this way can the soldiers feel the atmosphere of the battlefield and let the soldiers They adapt to the battlefield as quickly as possible to cope with the upcoming battle...

"The enemy's frontal attack is easy to deal with." After a pause, Chen Yiyi continued: "It's their agents who are troublesome. They attack our army everywhere at night, and our regiment loses dozens of people every night!"

I couldn't help but think of the embarrassing incident when Wu Zhijun, the squad leader, was tied up when I went up the mountain just now, and I thought they must have been made a bit of a mess by the secret agents.

After returning to the camp to gather the soldiers, the Vietnamese agents were the ones who reacted the most.

"It's just that the Vietnamese army agents hate it!" When this topic was mentioned, many soldiers empathized and said: "One time the logistics supply line of our army was attacked by the enemy. The corpses are all 'grandmothers'! All of them have submachine guns on their backs..."

"Our position has also been attacked again and again, which made us sleep badly!"

"Also!" Another soldier also rushed to say: "Our militiamen who transported the wounded also said that once they sent the wounded to the rear, it was strange when they were walking on the road. Why are there fewer and fewer wounded... Later Only then did I realize that the militia had infiltrated enemy agents and was secretly throwing the wounded down the cliff..."

"Isn't it also possible that there are enemy agents in our army?" Wu Zhijun couldn't help but interjected, "If it wasn't because of enemy agents, how could I make our platoon leader..."

Before he finished speaking, I gave him a hard look and quickly swallowed everything back.

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

Chen Yiyi nodded and said, "Some are hiding in the jungle, and some are hiding in the village. Those in the village will regularly supply food to those in the jungle."

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

"Why haven't we searched it!" Wu Zhijun replied with a wry smile, "Actually, we all know that there are agents of the Vietnamese Army among those ordinary people, but what can we do with them? We have the 'Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention', When we went to search, the superior also told us to take care of the grass and trees of the Vietnamese people more than our own private plots, and repeatedly emphasized that no violence against the people is allowed. What do you think is the use of such a search? What tricks can be found? ? Will the devil still stand up and admit that he is an agent?"

Hearing this, I couldn’t help being silent. It might be useful to talk about the "three major disciplines and eight points of attention" during the civil war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, but it is obviously nonsense to talk about these things in Vietnam. Would the Vietnamese still welcome us with drums and gongs?

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The sky is getting darker, because this is a battlefield, and there are countless Vietnamese troops staring at us around our position, so no one dares to light a fire or smoke, so the soldiers had to arrange a sentry early or drill Into the tent or got into the air-raid shelter to rest.

I'm a platoon leader, so naturally I don't have to worry about these things.Although our army is talking about the equality of officers and soldiers in this era (this is why our military uniforms do not have military ranks in this era, the purpose of abolishing the military rank system is to carry forward the spirit of Jinggangshan and emphasize the equality of officers and soldiers), but in real life, it is impossible for officers and soldiers to be equal Yes, especially in the army, the relationship between officers and soldiers should be the command and the commanded, the relationship between giving orders and resolutely executing them. If the officers and soldiers are equal, even soldiers can question or even oppose the orders of their superiors. What kind of troops!

But there are many incredible things in this era, so I don't feel surprised.

Just like now, do you say that officers and soldiers are equal?The soldiers are psychologically in awe of me, the platoon leader, and they are naturally willing to obey my orders, and they will take the initiative to set up a tent for me... If this is a good thing, it is the soldiers Respect my platoon leader, to say the worst...it is my platoon leader who has a serious bureaucratic style, and as a platoon leader, I openly specialize!

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 can't be caught in everything, but We need the kind of people who can fight, kill and dare to fight the enemy!

Lying on the sticky damp mat, I couldn't help thinking of the field hospital.

In this damn Vietnamese jungle, there is almost no moment or place where it is dry, and the quilt is always wet... In fact, it is not wet, but it feels like it has just been fished out of the water for some reason. It feels very uncomfortable to cover the body.

But what can I do?We are fighting, we are on the front line, we have time and place to rest, and it is not bad if we can save our lives.

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt all over my body. In the end, I didn't think about anything at all. Taking advantage of the tiredness welling up on my brows, I turned over and fell asleep in a daze.

"Bang!" I was awakened by a gunshot, and before I opened my eyes, there was a dense "da da da" of gunfire outside.

I quickly grabbed the rifle that was beside me and got out of the tent. After returning from Mount Dai Nai, it has become a habit of mine to put the gun within reach every night before going to bed, not for anything else. , just for the sake of my own life.

The moment I got out of the tent, I fell to the ground and rolled over. I did this because I was worried that the enemy was pointing a gun at the mouth of the tent. If I rushed out like this recklessly, I might never I can't stand up anymore.

But I soon realized that these actions of mine were all in vain—the battle took place on the high ground adjacent to us, and it was only because the distance between the two high grounds was relatively short that I had the feeling that the enemy was right in front of me. illusion.

After a while, the soldiers got out one by one, and the company commander also arrived, and shouted at us: "Get ready for battle!" Everyone got into the trenches and waited for the battle, but after a while, they didn't find anything unusual. , There was no gunfire from other highlands, only the highland next door was in flames, and there were machine guns and grenades ringing non-stop...

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

"It's the high ground of the third company!" Scar replied, "Maybe it was attacked by Vietnamese army agents!"

I also think Scar's judgment is justified, the reason is very simple, if it is the regular troops of the Vietnamese army charging towards our position, it will not be just a surprise attack on one position.

"He's an agent of the Vietnamese army!" I heard some soldiers beside me yelling in a low voice: "Sneak attacks come every day, and if they are not careful, they will take advantage of their loopholes!"

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

"How about we go to reinforce the third company!"

"Reinforcement?" Dao Scar asked angrily, "Can you tell which ones are our troops and which ones are devil's agents in the dark? We'll only fight more and more chaos!"

"Oh!" Hearing Scar's words, I understood. It turned out that the devil's agents were still engaged in the same set of infiltration warfare. I didn't expect this infiltration warfare to be so popular on the battlefield, and it can be carried out anywhere...

So we could only watch helplessly as all kinds of weapons were heated up on the high ground next door. The gunfire gradually subsided after more than half an hour, and we couldn't even go to see the situation.Who can guarantee that the devils will not be mixed into our own team this night?Who can guarantee that friendly forces will not misunderstand us as enemy agents?So the best way is to stand still and wait until dawn. (To be continued.)