blood of vietnam war

Chapter 54

"Company Commander!" I said, "I want to know the number and number of the enemy, and... our army's department..."

I lack a sense of security. In fact, as a platoon leader like me, even knowing the enemy's situation and our army's deployment will not be of much use.

"The number and number of the enemy are not yet known!" The company commander replied: "But our army's department..."

The company commander looked down on the map for a while, pointed to a location and said: "Here, the 528.3 highland, the main force of the regiment has followed our company and deployed near the 528.3 highland!"

"The idea of ​​the superior is..." the instructor added: "If the enemy wants to attack our position, they should first compete for the commanding heights, that is, they will focus their attack on the 239 highland, which is about 1.5 kilometers away from the 528.3 highland. The main force of the regiment was arranged on the 528.3 highland and its vicinity. The higher-ups considered that my company had more recruits, and the combat effectiveness might be compromised, so...then arranged this relatively safe highland for us to guard!"

When it came to the end, I felt that the instructor's words were a bit jerky, so I reacted: the superior did not arrange us to this high ground that was considered unimportant because we considered that our combat effectiveness would be compromised. In fact... because I was there , our company is without a doubt the best performer since the start of the war.Needless to say, the real reason is because of our previous "mutiny", so the superiors have to be on guard against us and worry about what problems will happen to our company.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile wryly in my heart: that's fine!Anyway, I don't want to fight and sacrifice to be a hero, and arrange an unimportant high ground for us to guard. I'm happy, but there is no hurry!

Later I realized that I was wrong, and I was wrong very badly.

The reason is that the superiors seriously misjudged the strategic intention of the Vietnamese army. What the Vietnamese army wanted was not to fight us. They just wanted to use the road to cooperate with the 345th Division to attack Lao Cai, so they had no intention of attacking our army's defense line at all. What they want is Arrival Street, and the first thing to bear the brunt is the 239 Heights blocking their way...

Of course, these are things for later.Now we don't know this, but while being grateful to our superiors for taking care of our company, we are obediently preparing for battles that are not "important" according to orders, completely unaware that the crisis is slowly approaching us.

Finally got time to sleep in the trenches after the meeting, but the weather in Vietnam is so fucking unbearable.During the day it was as hot as a roast pig, and at night it was so cold that people shivered all over. Before I slept for a while, I was shivering from the cold blowing from all directions.Seeing that the soldiers around him are almost the same, no one can sleep.

I tried to hide in the cat hole to keep out the wind and cold, but the smell of curling up and being bitten by mosquitoes was also unpleasant, and after a while I came out disheveled again, preferring to be cold outside.Several soldiers were so cold that they hugged each other to keep warm, and some soldiers even collected some dead leaves and thatch to cover their bodies, but that didn't seem to have any effect. Everyone's teeth were chattering from the cold, and even the scars No exception……

Chen Yiyi seemed to be used to the weather in Vietnam, so she just tightened her clothes tightly and didn't care, and even asked me: "Platoon leader, are you okay...do you want...I'll give you the uniform!"

I glanced at Chen Yiyi, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "What world! I usually tell my girlfriends like this when I'm picking up girls, but now it's the woman's turn to tell me..."

"Platoon leader!" Xiao Shitou scratched at me while trembling nervously: "What are we doing? There is not a single ghost guarding this wilderness..."

I don't know how to answer, because I scolded more fiercely than a small stone in my heart: What kind of bullshit superior, you should have scouted out the temperature difference between day and night in advance. Frozen and bitten by mosquitoes, how can there be fighting power!

"Behind us is the old street, and in front of us is Sabah!" Scar explained not far away: "The place we are guarding is called Dai Nai, and it is the only way for the enemy to reinforce the old street. But don't worry, the front The commanding heights are held by the main force of our regiment..."

"What? The place we guard is called Dai Nai?" I couldn't help being stunned when I heard that.

A sentence the old man said flashed in my mind: "On the day we arrived in Dainai, we were attacked by the enemy. The **** is the 316a division of the devil's ace unit. Then, we launched a charge just after dawn, caught us off guard, and almost failed to defend..."

Look at the sky that is about to break dawn in the east... Doesn't that mean that the Vietnamese army is about to launch a charge?Just now I thought there were no ghosts here, could it be that the enemy has already arrived?And still lurking in the thatch in front of us, ready to charge?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but my hairs stood up one by one.Then with a "teng", he jumped up from the trench, set up the gun, and loaded it with the fastest speed.

As soon as the soldiers saw my nervous expression, they also grabbed their weapons and aimed them in the direction of the road, and quickly woke up the other soldiers in a low voice.

"Get ready for battle!"

"There is a situation!"

……

The order was passed down one after another, and after a while all the soldiers set up guns on the trenches in unison.

However, we waited for a while and found nothing.In the dark night, the bitter cold wind still blows the thatched grass "whirring" continuously, and the mosquitoes "buzzing" around us, everything seems to be normal...

"How is it? What did you find?" Scar asked me from the side.

I shook my head and replied: "I didn't find anything, but I feel an enemy!"

"What?" The instructor who hurried up heard my words and was a little dissatisfied: "Feeling? I just felt like I didn't find anything...I said the second platoon leader! You are neurotic!"

"Hey..." The other fighters also relaxed their vigilance after hearing the words.

"I'm talking about Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" The instructor chattered beside him, "The devil is powerful, but he doesn't have to act like a frightened bird! It made all of us nervous for a while, didn't we? Have you heard the story about the wolf coming?" The wolf yells a lot, and when the wolf really comes, no one will believe it! It is understandable for a recruit soldier to make this mistake, but you are a platoon leader! You have to lead by example ..."

Regardless of what the instructor said, I still held up my rifle and stared at the thatch in front of me.

The company commander also came up. He asked everyone to be quiet, and then asked through the intercom: "Observation post, is there anything wrong?"

"No problem! Everything is normal!" The night was very quiet, so the voice from the walkie-talkie could be heard.

"Cheer up and be alert!" The company commander put down the walkie-talkie after explaining.

"Leave it!" The company commander patted my shoulder and said; "It's okay, it's always good to be careful on the battlefield!"

But I still held the sniper rifle and didn't move. No matter what the comrades said about me, or what kind of eyes the soldiers looked at me, I felt that there was something wrong with the grass on the opposite side.

I have a feeling that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at us fiercely in that patch of grass, ready to rush up and tear us to pieces at any moment...

It's just that until now I haven't noticed what's wrong, and I can't find where they are hiding.

"Platoon leader!" Wang Kechang felt a little embarrassed by the eyes of the soldiers, and secretly tugged at the corner of my clothes beside him.

I frowned, wondering if I was too suspicious, so I let out a long sigh of relief and prepared to put away the gun.

But at this moment... I suddenly understood where the problem was-there was something wrong with the wind-moving thatch, their undulating grass waves were not so harmonious, they should have layers like waves, but these waves But it will be broken in the middle...

What is it that breaks these waves?There is only one explanation, that is, someone is under the thatch, and someone is holding down the root of the thatch!

So I immediately raised the gun, aimed at one of the wave breaks through the scope, and then fired a bullet with a "bang"...

Everyone jumped up in fright from my shot, and they once again set up their weapons in front of the trench as before.

But... still nothing!No screams, no wails!

Am I guessing wrong?Or did I miss it?

I found out later that, in fact, I neither guessed wrong nor missed.The enemy was actually hiding in the grass no more than 200 meters away from us. My shot also hit an enemy soldier, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent...

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement, so the instructor couldn’t help getting angry, and scolded me: "What are you doing? Who told you to shoot randomly? What if the other troops misunderstood me?"

"Company commander..." At this time, a communication soldier hurried up with a walkie-talkie on his back and asked, "The call from the regiment headquarters, asking why the gun was fired, is there anything wrong..."

Our place is not 1.5 kilometers away from the main force of the regiment, and the gunfire can be heard far and clearly in this silent dawn, so the gunfire immediately alarmed the regiment headquarters.

The company commander gave me a hard look, took the microphone and said: "Report, there is no situation! A comrade's gun went off... yes... I will let him pay attention..."

But before he finished speaking, I raised my hand and fired two more "bang bang..." shots. This time the company commander was so angry that he slammed the microphone and cursed loudly: "You still have an end!" You... the guard..."

But before the company commander finished speaking, there were several whistles of shells in the sky, and then the patch of grass I was staring at suddenly sprang out one after another, covered in turf camouflage, all over the place. All of them, each with a gleaming bayonet, shouting in their mouths, rushed towards our position at the fastest speed!

The battle started the moment they stood up!