blood of vietnam war

I wish all book friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!Read less books, and spend more time admiring the moon with your family!Of course, I still need to read my book, hehe...

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Chapter 72

The eleven Vietnamese soldiers who were confused and marched with our troops were quickly eliminated.

What I did was just say a few words: "Hey, there are not enough people, two more come up...", "Forget it, all of you come up!"...

So Yue Guizi's 11 people came up in batches and were easily assassinated by us.

But it wasn't all smooth sailing. This happened in the third batch... That time I called three Yue Devils to come up, but I didn't expect that one Yue Devil was too active. I guess he started to hesitate. Then I wanted to come up to see if I could help... So I followed behind after a dozen steps...

Because of the dark sky and the fact that everyone in the team was almost the same, no one noticed him.As a result, everyone started fighting in front of him... When we found out, the guy was so startled that he was about to yell, but unexpectedly his neck was broken with a "creak".

It was broken very crisply, and the whole head was stuck on the body like a layer of skin, and then the whole body went limp and fell to the ground...

Looking again, it was Li Zuolong... that strike was accurate and ruthless!

By the way, I also tried to twist the enemy's neck, but it was too disgusting... Although this method neither bleeds nor wounds, but the "creak" sound from the neck can make people's necks tremble. numb.

Secondly, twisting the neck looks simple, but it is actually very knowledgeable, because the neck is connected with blood vessels, larynx, muscles, and cervical spine... so don't look at it as soft, but it is actually strong. Don't believe it. Try twisting the neck of a chicken to see how easy it is?This is only due to the accuracy of strength, direction, and position of both hands.

From this point of view, it seems that only Li Zuolong, who has practiced family skills like this, is suitable for this job.

"Platoon leader!" At this time, Chen Yi leaned up and whispered, "Pingmeng Village is just ahead!"

"Hmm!" I frowned, and I was about to give an order to get the soldiers ready for battle, but then I thought about it... This doesn't seem right, we are pretending to be Yue Guizi, how can we enter the village of "our own people" in a fighting posture .

So he ordered in a low voice: "Pass on the order, no talking, no shooting without an order!"

"Yes!" The soldiers passed the order down in one voice.

"I don't know what time it is?" I frowned.

It's embarrassing to say, but as a temporary commander, I don't even have anything to tell the time...

"Here!" Dao Scar handed over a watch casually, and I took a look with the weak light of the flashlight... Hey, it's still a Shanghai brand. This thing is a valuable thing in this era, so I can't tell that Dao Scar is still from a rich family. ah!

I remember that the old man also has such a watch, but it has been destroyed. It is said that it is a relic of the old man’s comrades in arms. Treat it like a baby, even if you lose your eyes and can't see, you have to take it out and touch it several times every morning and evening.

"This thing was given by my old man!" Seeing me staring at the watch in a daze, Dao Scar explained, "This is the only thing left from my marriage, and it belongs to you!"

"This...how is this so embarrassing..."

"Don't be mother-in-law!" Dao Scar didn't allow me to delay, and said firmly: "It's useless to give it to me, you need it more than me, and I'm here for the victory of the battle!"

So I had nothing to say, put on my watch and looked at the time...it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The reason why I want to check the time at this time is because I think Vietnamese people should hide in bed and sleep in the middle of the night, so I feel a little relieved, thinking that passing through this Pingmeng village should not be a big deal. problem.

Sure enough, after turning two turns along the mountain road, the quiet and unlit Pingmeng Village appeared in front of us, which confirmed my thoughts...

But before I could take a few steps, a call came from the darkness in Vietnamese: "Who is it? Password!"

His grandma's bear... I couldn't help being furious when I heard this, how could I know the password of this guerrilla team!I worked so hard before, but I didn't expect it to be in vain in the end!The guerrillas who gave this laoshizi were reimbursed as soon as they shouted the password...

Just about to order to start a fight, but then I thought about it... that's not right!Could it be said that Yue Guizi's communication can be so developed? Can Master 316a also know the password of this little Xiaopingmeng village?I'm afraid that the 316a division doesn't take guerrillas seriously at all!

Thinking of this, I opened my mouth and cursed in the dark: "What the fuck, dare to ask me for a password? I don't know we belong to Division 316a? Die?!"

My choice was obviously correct, because soon there was an excited cry from the dark place: "It turned out to be the comrades of Division 316a, but it's time for you!"

Then, two children holding ak47s jumped out from the grass by the roadside... I was not mistaken, they were really children. Judging by their height and physique, they were only thirteen or fourteen years old at most, and they looked like junior high school students. But looking at the murderous look and maturity on their faces, as well as the skilled movements of holding the AK47, you can't connect them with thirteen or four-year-old children anyway...

"Report to Comrade Second Lieutenant!" One of the relatively older ones saw my military rank at a glance. After he saluted me with a standard military salute, he said: "Our Pingmeng guerrillas heard that you came nearby, so we will I am always ready to cooperate with you to give the squadron [***] a fatal blow, please give orders to Comrade Second Lieutenant!"

"Hmm!" I looked at the child in front of me suspiciously, and asked casually, "How many of you are there?"

The child didn't answer, but just pulled out a signal flag from his waist, and waved it backwards a few times... Afterwards, there were also several signal flags in the dark, shaking it a few times as a response.Not long after that...the originally quiet Pingmeng Village suddenly appeared many black shadows, some came out of the grass, some came out of the ditches, and some came out of the fields...

These black shadows gathered from all directions, and after a while they stood in front of us, at least fifty or sixty of them.All of them are carrying guns, most of them are AK47, I also saw two rocket launchers among them... However, some of these people are children, some are women, and some are old men...

Seeing this formation, I couldn't help being secretly surprised: I thought the opponent was just a guerrilla from a village, and it would not be too easy for our platoon of regular troops to rush over!Now it looks... Fortunately, they were not reckless just now, these guys actually did not need to sleep at night and lay in ambush all night.

In fact, what I don’t know is that the 316a Division started fighting on our 239 Heights... and the sound of the artillery has not stopped all day, so can these villagers still sleep?

"Comrade, you have worked hard!"

"Comrade, come to our village to rest!"

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These villagers greeted us as soon as they came up, especially those women... yes, they are indeed women, and they all rubbed and pulled as if they had never seen a man before, wishing to get a man Go to your own home.

Of course, there were also a few women who wanted to pull me up, but Chen Yiyi stood in front of me and blocked me... The regret in my heart, as the saying goes, there are always losses, and now I deeply understand this.

The soldiers are also all angry. I believe that if they have the conditions, they will definitely go to the village with those Vietnamese women to have fun. Let alone the PLA is not close to women. People who will lose their lives even if they lose their lives, the set of carpe diem is especially useful for soldiers on the battlefield... It's a pity that they are not real Vietnamese soldiers, and they don't speak Vietnamese, so they can only stand still and pretend to ask for help. The appearance of strict discipline.

Seeing this, I couldn't help cursing in my heart, being a soldier in Vietnam is really a blessing!But after thinking about it, I felt wrong. If it weren't for the fact that Vietnamese men had died too many years of fighting, would this Vietnamese woman be like this?

So think about it or be our Chinese soldiers!

"Comrade Second Lieutenant!" At this time, an old man in the lead put his AK47 on his shoulder, stretched out his hand and said to me: "My name is Wu Weiying, and I am the village head of Pingmeng Village and the captain of the Pingmeng guerrilla team. You have worked hard Come to our village to have a drink of rice wine and have a rest!"

"No, comrade!" I pretended to be touched and shook his hand back, and replied righteously: "I appreciate your kindness, but we have a task to do, so we won't bother you comrades. You are all kind." Comrades, never forget to fight against the enemy, and when we drive out the [***] squadron... I'll have a drink with you again!"

"Okay!" The old man was so moved by what I said, he said with tears in the corners of his eyes, "Good comrade! It's settled like this. After defeating the enemy, you must come to our village for a drink!"

I nodded solemnly, shook the old man's hand again, then turned my gaze to the distant void, and said meaningfully: "Comrades! As long as we are united and united, no matter how strong the enemy is, it will be a paper tiger... ...Darkness will always pass, and light will always come! Let us wait for that day to come..."

"Puchi..." Chen Yiyi who was not far away couldn't help laughing out loud, but fortunately the surroundings were noisy and not many people paid attention.After being glared at by me, Chen Yiyi quickly lowered her head and pretended to sneeze to cover it up.

"Comrade!" At last the old man said emotionally: "If we can't let us be the landlord, then let us give you a ride!"

I thought about it, it was better than being questioned all the way, so I didn't object.

So... all of us were like bridegroom officials, surrounded by these guerrillas and passing through the village. Along the way, there were many Vietnamese people who heard the news and brought the only eggs, peanuts, dried sweet potatoes and other dried fruits at home. Put it in our bag... So when we walked out of the village and waved goodbye to the guerrillas affectionately, our bag was already full of messy food.

"What the hell... what is this all about?" The scholar only said this.

"Are you still not satisfied?" Scar asked back: "Don't you want to kill all the way with a submachine gun?"

When Scar said this, no one made a sound.

Chen Yiyi asked me a little strangely: "How can you say that?"

"Which one?" I pretended to be confused.

"It's just...then what is united as one, united as one...how you open your mouth, you are better than the political commissar of the Yue Devil! You can speak better than our instructor..."

I can only smile wryly: Since I was sensible, the old man has been saying these words in my ear every day, can I not?