blood of vietnam war

Chapter 67

Under such pressure, the idea of ​​a deserter jumped into my mind again.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, I never gave up running away in my heart... For a while, I just put this idea aside temporarily because the battle was going well or the troops were resting.

just now……

I can't see any hope of victory. The successive battles have exhausted me so much that even a good night's sleep is out of reach.The best excuse is... We are fighting to the death on this battlefield, not only will we not get any benefits, but the instructor will criticize us every now and then!

This made me even more determined to be a deserter, especially in this dark night, when the Vietnamese army was firing artillery... who would find out if I ran back along the traffic trench for a while?

Thinking of this, I glanced at the traffic trench behind me, and then waited quietly with my gun in my hand.

However, what I didn't expect was... It seems that I am not the only one who has the idea of ​​being a deserter, and the methods are more clever and ruthless than me.

While I was waiting for the artillery fire from the Vietnamese army, I only heard a gunshot and a scream...

The enemy is coming up... This was my first reaction, and then I put the rifle on the trench without thinking.

However, there was nothing in front of the position except for the pieces of corpses blown to pieces by the artillery fire and the disgusting stench.

"Platoon leader! Platoon leader... Li Changman is injured!"

"Li Changman?" It took me a long time to remember that he was a new soldier in my platoon, so I put away my gun and ran towards the shouting direction.

While running, I wondered, there are no enemies and nothing to do here, so how can I shoot and get injured?

When I ran to see it, it was true. In the night, I vaguely saw a soldier lying on the ground with his calf in his arms and screaming!

"Hygienist! Hygienist..." This was my first reaction. Someone was injured and bleeding, so of course it was called a hygienist, right?

But when the hygienist ran up, he was stopped by the company commander.

"Wait!" The company commander ran up with a straight face, looked at Li Changman's feet, and asked coldly: "What's going on?"

"I..." I don't know if it's because of the pain or something else, Li Changman seemed a little nervous, he stammered and said: "Just now... when I was repairing the fortifications, I was digging with a gun on my back... also I don’t know why the gun went off!”

"Hmph!" The company commander raised his injured foot to look at it, gave Li Changman a hard look, and bandaged him without saying anything.It's just that his face was very ugly, and he deliberately used some force when he tied the knot, which made Li Changman cry out in pain...

I felt that something was wrong with this matter. The company commander would not be so careless in bandaging the wounded, but I didn't think too much about what was going on.

"Take him back!" The company commander ordered a soldier next to him with some disdain, and then he gave me a wink and walked aside.

I followed the company commander in doubt and trotted in the trench for a while, and when I came to a place with few people, the company commander turned to me and said: "Look at your soldiers more, and there will be a few more 'fire escapes'." ', our army is finished!"

"What?" Hearing this, I asked with some doubts: "The company commander means..."

"The wound is too obvious!" The company commander frowned and said, "There are two holes in one shot. The bullet went in from the left side of the neck and came out from the right. There was also a bayonet hole on it. This guy must have stabbed it with a bayonet first." I stabbed myself, saw that there was no problem and could still fight, so I fired another shot..."

"Self-injury?" Hearing this, I couldn't help being stunned.

Even in the hardest and most frightening time on the battlefield, I never thought of using this method of self-injury, but that didn't seem to be that I didn't want to do it, but that I didn't think of doing it.Listening to it now, I feel that this is indeed a good idea, but it seems a bit too ruthless...

"Don't tell the other soldiers about this, understand?" Then the company commander confessed: "If you say it, it is likely to remind other soldiers..."

Hearing this, what I want to say is - the company commander has already woken me up.So of course I understand that if I tell the soldiers about this, not only will it not have any effect, but it may also cause a wave of self-harm.

After a pause, the company commander went on to say: "This matter will naturally be dealt with by the disciplined troops. I hope he won't be punished as a deserter..."

Punishment as a deserter?How are deserters handled?I couldn't help but think of a sentence that the instructor said: "Those who escaped in battle, they will be shot on the spot!"

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder, and I didn't dare to think about the thought just now.

When I returned to my own position, I leaned on the trench and lamented the injustice of fate to us.

I just think that no one can blame us soldiers when there are bullets everywhere and dead people everywhere.Is it possible not to be afraid?This man's heart is full of flesh.We are all threatened with our lives at this moment, but there is no benefit at all, but as long as we escape or even be captured, we will be severely punished and blamed by the whole society...

I want those who accuse deserters to come to this battlefield to see how long they can last here, to see if they will be afraid, to see if they will become deserters...

So I think that being a deserter on this battlefield is a person's normal reaction, and those who don't become deserters persist-they are all heroes!

Then I quickly thought... I am already a platoon leader, and even if I don't say anything about Li Changman, the soldiers can guess it all. If it's useless, we can only wait for the Yue Guizi to come up and clean it up.

Thinking of this, I gave up the idea of ​​being a deserter.

Sometimes I think it’s funny when I think about it, it’s not because I’m worried about the punishment from my superiors that I gave up running away, but because of the troops and my comrades in arms... When did I start to be so considerate of others?

I don't know whether it was because the Yue Devils' ammunition supply was insufficient or they were tired from fighting, but there was a rare gap in the artillery harassment of the Vietnamese Army.In addition, I haven't closed my eyes for a whole day, so even if there are mosquito bites everywhere around me, it can't prevent me from falling asleep... However, I was woken up before I slept for a long time.

"The platoon leaders... go to the company headquarters for a meeting!"

It was Xiao Liu, the correspondent, and I couldn't help crying: "Our superiors must have discussed it with the Yue Guizi, and they are trying their best not to let us soldiers rest!"

With a bitter face, I reluctantly arrived at the company headquarters, where Dao Scar and Liang Lianbing were already waiting.

As soon as I sat down, the instructor couldn't wait to start the conversation: "I heard just now... our army has self-harm! I think this is a very serious discipline problem, and I think we should attach great importance to it , We must use our party's advanced nature and our revolutionary team's disciplined spirit to eliminate these problems in the bud, otherwise... our company will completely lose its centripetal force and combat effectiveness, and the consequences will be unimaginable..."

Then there was a lot of blah blah, so I knew that this meeting was aimed at Li Changman.It is conceivable that Li Changman may have been determined to have injured himself at this time... As for what kind of punishment he will have, that is beyond my knowledge.

"Ah..." The instructor paused and continued: "You are all the platoon leaders of our company, you can be said to be the backbone of our army, the party and the superiors trust you, that's why you are made platoon leaders, you must give yourself Let them know the glory of fighting and the shame of deserters..."

However, I don't think what the instructor said will be useful, because I know that what soldiers want is very simple, that is confidence and morale, if they don't believe that this battle will be won...or it is not worth fighting A battle, then they don't know why they sacrificed, and of course there is no basis for confidence and morale.

So I interrupted the instructor and asked the most direct question: "Why doesn't the superior give us reinforcements?"

"I say Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" The instructor had objections to me, but when he saw me interrupting him, he became even more angry: "Decisions made by superiors naturally have their reasons. As soldiers, the most important thing is to The most important thing is to carry out orders. As a platoon leader, you must be more aware of this..."

"Instructor, company commander!" There was a lot of bitterness in my heart, so I didn't care what was contradicting or not, and immediately raised my head and said: "We soldiers are not afraid of death, but of hopelessness. There is no goal. We don’t know anything now. We don’t know what this battle will be like to win, and we don’t know when this battle will end. To be honest... I can’t stop my soldiers from being deserters !"

"You..." The instructor turned pale with anger at my words, and was stopped by the company commander just as he was about to get angry.

"What the second platoon leader said is also reasonable." Company Commander Luo nodded and said: "Actually, we only just learned about the battlefield situation and strategic goals. Before that, our superiors kept it secret for the sake of keeping it secret. Now that the battle has been fought... the secrecy is not much anymore. It makes sense, and it can even be said...the Yue Guizi know more than us, this is not fair to the soldiers!"

Dao Scar and Liang Lianbing also nodded repeatedly.What the company commander said is the truth. The battle has reached a fever pitch. The Vietnamese army probably knows all about the strategic goals of their superiors, but the superiors are still keeping it secret from us. I know I have to block the 316a division in front of me, block...

We don't even know if there are reinforcements and ammunition supplies, no doubt, this will make us feel like a chess piece, a chess piece that can fight without reinforcements, a chess piece that can be discarded at any time.

Under such circumstances, it is no wonder that there are no deserters, and no ideological work will work!