blood of vietnam war

Chapter 15

A burst of suffocation made me dizzy, and my right hand instinctively grabbed the arm strangled around my neck to try to break free, but those hands were hard and powerful, making all my struggles futile.

I want to shoot at him, but he is behind me, and the long gun can't be pointed at him effectively at all; I want to pull out the military bayonet and stab it in the back, but the 56 and a half bayonets are foldable, and they are folded inward when not in use. The part of the barrel is opened upward when it is needed, which makes my idea impossible... I have a rifle with a full bullet and a bayonet open in my hand, but I can't do anything about the guy behind me strangling my neck , It seems that he still knows the equipment of our army very well.

Is it just waiting to die?After successfully killing dozens of Vietnamese soldiers... he was actually strangled to death by a little-known Yue devil?

Wait a minute, I stabbed a bayonet in his thigh just now... It seems that I have stabbed too many people, so I kind of forgot.But now it's just a gamble.

Thinking of this, I completely ignored the tighter and tighter arms around my neck, and grabbed the guy's thigh with my free hand...

There was a muffled hum from behind, and the strength on the neck immediately became weaker.Seeing that this trick worked, I immediately grabbed and scratched with all my strength in my hands, in short, tossing as much as it hurts.The Yue Guizi behind him had hard bones, no matter what I did, he just gritted his teeth and refused to let go, until I dug my finger into the bayonet hole, he couldn't bear the pain anymore and pushed me away...

I suddenly felt a burst of relief, and wanted to take advantage of this moment to take a breath, but knew that this was the moment of life and death, so I turned around and picked up the rifle before I even took a breath, "bang bang bang..." All the bullets in the chamber were fired.

Why shoot all the bullets?At this time, I was almost blinded by the Yue Guizi, so even if the enemy was close at hand, I couldn't accurately judge his position and kill him, so I could only shoot all the bullets to fight luck...

Fortunately, my luck has always been good. When I was panting heavily to slowly recover my consciousness, I found that there was a murdered Yue Guizi not far in front of him. He was holding a gun in his hand. Ak47... just a little bit, just a little bit, and I will be beaten into a hornet's nest by him!

"Nuokong Pine Page!"

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Just when I breathed a sigh of relief, a few Vietnamese words sounded beside me, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: It's over, I really don't have the slightest strength to resist now!

However, the next sentence heard was in Chinese: "Damn! This guy killed so many of our comrades, I'll fucking kill him..."

I was dumbfounded when I heard this, and it took me a long time to remember that those Yue devils were wearing the uniforms of the People's Liberation Army, but I was wearing the clothes of Vietnamese civilians. Explain, a cold and gunpowder-smelling gun barrel was pressed against my forehead!

It's over, now I'm going to be a dead ghost!

"Stop!" A familiar voice saved my life, and he roared angrily: "Is there any organization or discipline? Don't you know that prisoners should be treated preferentially?"

"The platoon leader...it's me! I'm Yang Xuefeng..." I was so moved that tears filled my eyes. The phrase "organization and discipline" was Scar's mantra. I don't know how much I hate this sentence in my heart, but now it seems like Heard the sounds of nature.

"Hmm!" Dao Scar couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words, walked up to him and took a look, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's really you, Yang Xuefeng! Why are you..."

As I spoke, I looked at the corpses of the "People's Liberation Army" lying around me in confusion.

"Report to the platoon leader!" I stood up with the last bit of strength and reported: "These are not our comrades, they are the Yue devils pretending to throw our army into chaos..."

"Hmm!" Dao Scar glanced at the corpses of the "People's Liberation Army" who fell on the ground, and quickly judged from their equipment that they were Vietnamese soldiers, and then looked at me in disbelief and asked: "These Vietnamese devils... ...you hit it all?"

"Hmm!" I nodded.

"Not hurt?"

"No!" I touched my neck, if I had to say I was injured, it was because I was strangled.

"Just you?" Scar still couldn't believe it.

I nodded again: "It's about forty or so, it's too dark, I don't know clearly..."

"Good guy!" The exclamation of a scholar came from next to him: "I thought our army and the Yue devils became one, but I didn't expect you to be alone!"

"Kill more than forty Yue devils by one person? Just use a handful of 56 and a half?" Xiao Shitou asked in disbelief, "How did you do it?"

I could only give a wry smile in return, but I really didn't mean it on purpose, if I were to do it again, it would be better to just kill me.

People are often like this, only when life and death are at stake can they stimulate their potential to accomplish some seemingly impossible things, and they can't even imagine how they did it afterwards.

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My story quickly spread among the troops. In just one night, the whole regiment and I think everyone in other regiments knew that one soldier single-handedly killed more than forty Vietnamese soldiers.It's just that... there are many people who are skeptical about this, and they will say: "Bragging... Killing more than forty Vietnamese soldiers by one person? They are worth a reinforced platoon! You are still a 'human' How bold, how productive' the era?"

In fact, it's normal to have such doubts, even I myself can't believe it until now... It's precisely because the company commander doesn't know how to report this matter, because he is worried that his superiors will suspect it as "exaggerated style" , So I considered it again and again and finally decided to wait until the war is over.

It's also interesting to say, this matter was finally confirmed by the Yue Guizi's intelligence unit. There was actually another fish that slipped through the net that day. He was buried in the mud and debris raised by the explosive package, so he picked up a surname. Life.

So Yue Guizi had a telegram to report to his superiors: "Last night, my special agent platoon was attacked by a police officer, and the whole army was wiped out..."

This telegram was not sent to the superior intelligence unit until after the war, so it became a strong evidence of my military exploits this time.What makes me a little guilty is that I'm not a ****, and I didn't even think about infiltrating and sneaking. I wanted to be a deserter...Of course, this is not something that can be said casually.

"Yang Xuefeng!" Just when I was still feeling grateful for my narrow escape last night, the correspondent Xiao Liu called out to me from a distance of more than ten meters: "The company commander asked you to go!"

"I'll be right there!" I replied, put my rifle and sniper rifle on my back, and ran to the company headquarters.

Speaking of which, at this time, I already regretted volunteering to keep this sniper rifle. Although this thing is easy to use... But if there is no bullet in the gun, isn't it just a fire stick?With such a long guy on the battlefield, am I against myself?The most unbearable thing is that this thing is a veritable treasure for the army. According to the company commander, even if a person dies, the gun must be protected...

I couldn't help but "rely" in my heart, there is nothing in this world that is more important than my own life.

Besides, if you lose your life, how can you protect the safety of this gun?

Is it impossible to become a demon?

We revolutionary soldiers don't pay attention to feudal superstition!

Along the way, the soldiers pointed at me, with envy and admiration in their eyes. This can be regarded as the benefit of the battle last night, at least... now no one dares to laugh at me as a "new recruit". .The society is very realistic. What others look at is whether you have power and money. The battlefield is also very realistic. What others look at is whether you have the ability to kill the enemy, because it means that you have more chances of survival when you are with you.

Ignoring the strange gazes of the soldiers, he walked through the playground and walked up the wooden ladder to the second floor, and then came to an unremarkable wooden house and shouted a report.

This is our company headquarters. According to the company commander, the more inconspicuous the place is, the less safe it is, but I doubt it, because I think the most inconspicuous place should be the same as the soldiers. camping in open space.

"What are you doing!" The company commander said a little unhappy when he saw me, "Why do you look so listless? You have been beat up in just two days?"

"Yes!" I replied, but I couldn't help cursing secretly in my heart. This is a war that doesn't distinguish between day and night. It's rare to have time to rest and deal with swarms of mosquitoes. Can this spirit be good?

"Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" After gesturing for me to sit down, the company commander nodded to me and said, "Although your time in the army is short, your performance on the battlefield is outstanding. After careful and repeated consideration, we are ready to formally Appoint you as the monitor of Class Two. What do you think?"

I couldn't help being taken aback when I heard the company commander's words, and squinted at Scar not far away, who also nodded at me.

Is this okay?When the monitor?

If this is to be the class monitor in school, then I would still like it, but it is a pity that in school, I have always been a typical target of being educated and arrested, so there is no place for me to be the class monitor.

Now working as a squad leader in the army... Just kidding!Although I don't know much about the army, at least I have been in this era for a few days and have fought several battles.So I know that in our army, the squad leader, platoon leader, etc. have always been at the forefront in wars. It is said that this is the tradition of our army.

Let me be the squad leader, wouldn't that kill me!

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I would like to use this chapter to pay tribute to the battle hero Rock Dragon!During the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam in 56, Yanlong lost contact with the troops. He touched the enemy less than [-] meters away, shot suddenly, fought alone for four hours, and killed more than [-] Vietnamese soldiers with only a [-] and a half .He died honorably in the battle to search for the remnants of the enemy.In the same year, the army party committee ratified him as a member of the Communist Party of China according to his wishes during his lifetime.And was awarded the title of "Lonely Hero" by the government.