Age of Rebirth

The No. 59 Patrol Team led by the Qi Yajun walked to the depths of the Hukang River Valley according to the usual patrol route, followed the turbulent river, went upstream, arrived at the meeting point with the No. 58 Patrol Team, and exchanged patrols Records, two patrol teams will jointly patrol the next location, and another patrol team at the No. 60 post.

After the three parties exchanged patrol records, the officers and soldiers gathered together, took out their respective military rations and wild vegetables picked along the way, stewed them into a pot of delicious food, had a delicious picnic, and shared some common food with each other. Topic, for these independent division soldiers stationed deep in the subtropical virgin forest in northern Myanmar, this is the most anticipated thing among the boring patrol tasks.

After eating their stomachs full, taking advantage of the setting sun, they reluctantly bid farewell to each other and returned to their own outposts. This time, the patrol mission was successfully completed, and then they returned along another route.

It takes one day and one night to go back and forth. Of course, Qi Yajun is keen to lead the patrol in person uninterruptedly. In addition to his duties, he also wants to make friends with his military school classmates and Lieutenant Wu Zhiyou, once every two days. When we met, he was the head of the No. 58 post. There were endless topics between the two friends. Every time we met, Qi Yajun was excited for several days.

The primeval forest next to the river valley has been full of rainwater in the past few days, and the wide leaves are pressed down by the water vapor. If you touch them inadvertently, the rainwater wrapped in the leaves will be sprinkled all over your body. The soldiers humorously called it a natural shower. The mountain road by the river was so wet and slippery that if you didn't pay attention, you would fall and chew on the mud. [

A few hours after the patrol team set off, it was already around ten o'clock in the morning. The rain in the sky was still just falling, and the fog was still as thick as cotton wool.Shrouded in the surroundings, the visibility is less than a few meters. In such weather, it is easy to get lost.Qi Yajun could only use the compass to correct the direction from time to time.

Looking at his watch, Qi Yajun frowned angrily, and thought to himself: "In this weather, although the patrol route is the same as usual, but the speed is much slower, we arrived at the meeting point with Wu Zhiyou. It's already more than one late When he was young, he looked again, and the soldiers who were exhausted by this ghostly weather shook their heads resignedly.

Turning around a small hill without tall trees covering the sky, surrounded by relatively low bushes, making this place not as depressing as in the forest, Qi Yajun ordered: "Everyone rest for 10 minutes, Xiao Zhaoer. Contact Chief Wu immediately , Inform us of the reason for our delay, and where we are now! The first group is on alert 100 meters ahead."

The fat messenger Xiao Zhao.He simply agreed, put down the radio on his shoulder, and turned it on skillfully. At that time, the voice of "Didi" sounded, "Patrol team of post No. 58, this is the patrol team of post No. 59, please answer!" Several times, the earphones did not hear the familiar answer.

Xiao Zhao put down the earphones.Said: "Chief post, I don't know what the reason is, I can't contact the patrol team of No. 59 post!"

Qi Yajun came over, looked at the telltale machine with a flashing red light, and asked, "Is the machine malfunctioning or there is no signal?"

Xiao Zhao shook his head and replied: "Chief whistler, the machine is not faulty. There may be two reasons, one is that the signal cannot be transmitted because of the high mountains blocking it, and the other is that the other party has not turned on the machine."

Qi Yajun wanted to use the radio to make another contact, but on second thought, there was no need, we had to meet sooner or later, Wu Zhiyou saw that he did not arrive on time, he would definitely wait for him where he was, at worst he would just laugh at him, this is in two patrols Between teams, it is a common thing. A good joke can dilute the boring days.

Ten minutes later, the patrol team continued to set off. At four o'clock in the afternoon, it was close to the meeting point with Wu Zhiyou's patrol team. The thick fog had dissipated a lot, but the distant mountains and nearby trees were still hazy, and the rain was still pattering. Lili's next trips are endless, and not only is the field of vision not wide, but the visibility is only tens of meters away.

Qi Yajun walked in the front of the patrol team and crossed a small stream with difficulty. In front of him was a relatively flat valley, which was the meeting point with Wu Zhiyou's patrol team. Suddenly, Qi Yajun smelled a faint smell of blood. In the humid air, Ruo Youruo was still keenly captured by him.

"Stop advancing!" Qi Yajun made a gesture, and the patrol team stopped immediately, and immediately took a posture ready to fight. From this point of view, the soldiers at the No. 59 post are definitely well-trained, and the three team leaders cat waist quickly He ran over and asked in a low voice, "Chief whistle, what's the matter?"

Qi Yajun didn't look back, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "I smell blood. This is the place where we meet up with the patrol team of the No. 58 post. There is a blood smell, which is absolutely abnormal!"

A second lieutenant team leader said: "Chief post, I will take two soldiers to reconnaissance!" Qi Yajun nodded and watched the three of them disappear into the rain and fog. on the grass, with a gun in his hand, aiming ahead.

After more than ten minutes, the three of them ran back, and the team leader reported nervously: "Chief, there should have been a battle in the valley ahead, but no corpses or wounded were found, and no blood was found on the ground. I picked up this " After finishing speaking, he handed the shells in his hand to Qi Yajun.

Qi Yajun took a closer look at the shell, and he found that it was not the standard shell of the independent division, but fired from an unknown type of gun. He believed in the judgment of the team leader, and after talking with Wu Zhiyou There was a battle at the meeting point, but nothing was found at the scene except for a few shells. Is this abnormal in itself?

Qi Yajun ordered Xiao Zhao'er: "Turn on the radio and contact the patrol team at the No. 58 post!" Xiao Zhao called for a while, but still didn't get a response from the other party. The reason for starting up, is it the same as myself, because of the bad weather, the time was delayed?

In other words, it took longer than my own delay, lagging behind and not catching up yet?But what happened to the fight that took place?The three team leaders looked at him and asked, "Chief whistle, what should we do now?"

Qi Yajun thought for a while, and ordered: "The formation of each formation is dispersed. The first group is the vanguard, and the communication group is at the end of the team. Once an emergency occurs, immediately report the situation on the scene to the commander of the border security area. Department of Operations, each group is separated by 50 meters, search and move forward!"

The military quality of Qi Yajun is quite excellent. The method he adopted in the face of the unknown situation is absolutely the most correct. The vanguard group began to search and advance, and the other groups followed up cautiously one by one. Xiao Zhao and the other A signal soldier retreated to the back of the line. [

The [-]st Lambgar Garrison Brigade of the British Army in India was one of the British and Indian troops that entered the Hukang River Valley earlier. As a local garrison formed by a mixture of British and Indians, its combat effectiveness was not as strong as that of the main force of the British Army. But when it comes to fighting in the subtropical jungle, everyone is old-fashioned. Therefore, Alexander, the commander-in-chief of the British and Indian Army, sent a local garrison to take on the important task of avant-garde.

The reason is very simple. After staying in one place for a long time, they will naturally be familiar with the local terrain conditions. In addition, there are more than one-third of the indigenous Indian soldiers in the army. The Hukang River Valley is close to the subtropical jungle in India. It's almost like the back garden of their house.

Major John Williams, the commander of the 500st Battalion, lay extremely uncomfortable behind the wet rocks. Just two hours ago, more than 40 people from the [-]st Battalion, under the cover of thick fog, killed More than [-] people from a Chinese border patrol team were killed. Although the battle was short, in Williams' memory, this was the battle that brought him the closest to death.

Although the more than 40 Chinese soldiers were suddenly attacked and more than half of them were killed at once, the remaining Chinese soldiers reacted first-rate. When their companions fell down, the submachine guns in their hands sprayed There was fire, and more than 30 people in his battalion were killed in the 60-minute exchange of fire.

With one shot, Williams's big-brimmed hat was thrown far away. If the hat was lowered by half a centimeter, Mr. Major's head would burst like a rotten watermelon. Williams was still very proud of the fright. If he hadn't given the order to concentrate fire with light and heavy machine guns and kill the Chinese signal soldiers first, the news would have flown back to the Chinese headquarters at this moment.

Then, General Alexander's plan to send troops out of the Hukang Valley will go bankrupt. Originally, according to Williams' idea, after killing the Chinese patrol team, he continued to move forward, but his deputy battalion commander, Major Vajpaka, a The Indian, who was as thick as a bear, savagely stopped the major's order.

In the words of this guy, this is just a Chinese patrol, there should be a second one, this is their rendezvous point, Vajpaka saw it many times when he was on patrol, at this point, Williams has no right to speak. Who knows, in which direction does the river in the Hukang Valley flow?

The major never does the drudgery of leading a team to patrol the primeval forest. It is a natural job for Indians. The major only needs to hang out with the plump Indian waitress in the tavern in Ramgarh, and everything will be fine. , all have Vajpaka to do it, now, this bear-like guy covered in curry smell and sweaty smell is lying beside him, the unpleasant body odor is so smoked that the aristocratic Williams almost Vomit!

From the bottom of his heart, Williams has never looked down on his deputy battalion commander. It has nothing to do with his ability, but has something to do with his origin and race. He was about to reprimand Vajpaka impatiently and stay away from him. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Vajpaka's protruding eyes, and he stretched out his hairy palm, making a silent gesture!

(to be continued) (to be continued...)