The beacon of youth

... Said that Zhang Jinsong, the commander of the reconnaissance battalion, led a small platoon of fighters around the ground for an hour or two, fooled countless waves of sentries and mobile sentries, and finally saw the No. 20 Ninth Army reorganized by the Kuomintang heavy artillery positions.

The soldiers behind all praised their battalion commander in their hearts, he was worthy of being an old scout, pretending to be a god like a god, and a ghost like a ghost.

Zhang Jinsong's skills also shocked the second son of the platoon leader Ning enough, he followed Zhang Jinsong and whispered: "Battle Commander, didn't you see that, when did you practice this skill?"

Zhang Jinsong: "What is this? Follow along and learn more. Your battalion commander and I still have a lot of skills."

Ning Erzi: "Battle Commander, if you say you are fat, you will gasp. Do you think there is a lot in the belly of our regiment commander? But he has never been as humble as you."

Zhang Jinsong and Ning Erzi were getting closer and closer to this artillery position when they were talking. The management of this artillery position of the 29th Army was very lax, and there was not even a sentry post. It may be because it is in the middle of the large corps. The guerrillas of the Eighth Route can reach here, so even the commander and the soldiers are very relaxed, and this group of people walks straight ahead and no one cares. When they reach the cannon, Zhang Jinsong will touch the barrel of the cannon. No one came to ask him.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Zhang Jinsong thought to himself, no one asked us, why don't we ask them, Zhang Jinsong stopped a soldier who was busy shouting: "Hey, what are you busy with?"

The soldier looked at him. Zhang Jinsong was wearing the uniform of a Kuomintang captain: "Sir, didn't you see that we are preparing to move the cannon."

Zhang Jinsong pretended to say: "Why did you put the cannonball here to move the cannon? Is it okay to put the cannonball so close? Aren't you afraid of being detonated by the Communist army?"

The soldier rolled his eyes: "Sir, which part do you belong to? Our officer doesn't care about this matter, what are you worrying about here? The communist guerrillas are all on the mountain in front, which is far away from here. The army only has mortars, so they can’t hit here, don’t worry, it’s fine.”

Zhang Jinsong took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked a cigarette, and handed another to the soldier: "Brother, we are directly under the 42nd Division Division. Look, you are exhausted, what are you fussing about? This cannon is easy to move? It’s not easy to move around even if you have a car.” The soldier lit a cigarette with Zhang Jinsong’s lighter, took a deep breath and exhaled Smoke ring: "Brother, you're right. The cannon's relocation has caused us a lot of trouble. Originally, each cannon had a car to tow it, but more than a dozen of these cars broke down. The maintenance tools and The parts are not complete, and we can only rely on people to push them forward, hey, that’s difficult.”

Zhang Jinsong looked at the cannon and then touched it with his hands: "Brother, the howitzers made in the United States are big ones, they are not light in weight, and without a car, it is really heavy to rely on people to push them. Brothers, their legs must not be broken. "

The soldier sighed and said, "What can I do? If the officials let us move, we can move. Anyway, they are not the ones who suffer."

Zhang Jinsong asked again: "It seems that you are going to go to the front to deal with the Communist army. Will some Tuba Route guerrillas of the Communist army let you go there? Don't they have artillery in the [-]th Division?"

"Brother, you don't know that the [-]th Division has artillery, but their shells are about to run out. It stands to reason that we can just pull the shells over to support some shells, but our regiment leader said,

"Hmph, pull the shells over, who will be credited if the Communist Army's position is flattened? Is it their reorganization of the 29th Division or our [-]th Army? No, if we want to fight, we have to fight it ourselves. If we fight like this It’s our team’s credit.”

"Brother, you said that the communist army is about to catch up, and he is still calculating whose credit it is. Why don't all the brothers who are officials follow him to death?"

Zhang Jinsong showed empathy and said: "Man, it's the same in other places. The troops in Taiwan are all the same. Those who win the battle are the officials. The money and beautiful women get what they want. The losers die. Soldiers have nothing to do with others, so you should take it easy, brother, and blame yourself for your lack of understanding when you are tired."

The soldier nodded and said: "That's a good thing to hear, brother, you're right, these officials eat meat, and the soldiers can't even drink soup. If you work hard for them, you deserve it even if you are exhausted.

The soldier looked at Zhang Jinsong's captain's rank and said: "Brother, you are still an official, and sometimes you may be able to get some benefits. We soldiers have no other choice but to steal." Be lazy and do less work, Lord Yan fucks the brat, I can feel comfortable for a while."

Zhang Jinsong laughed loudly after hearing this: "I like to listen to what you say, that's the reason. If you have something to worry about, don't you guys come to see you for such a big move?"

Soldier: "Jiu Gong. Brother, have you seen the big tents on the edge of that position?"

Following this, Zhang Jinsong looked in the direction of the soldier's finger, and there were several large grass-green military tents not too far from the artillery position.

The soldier said again: "Our regiment leader is drinking in the regiment headquarters, so he has time to take care of us?"

Zhang Jinsong asked curiously: "The battle is imminent, and your chief still dares to drink? Aren't you afraid of being found out by your superiors?"

Soldier: "What's the point of drinking? Our head of the regiment even brought a female orderly to wait on him. She's a beautiful woman with good wine. She can do whatever she wants. Lose her head? Who dares to let our head lose his head? The commander of our regiment, Liu Kan, Commander Liu and Our group leader is a brother who worships the master, and he is as good as a villain

Zhang Jinsong laughed and said: "I never thought that your regiment commander and Commander Liu still have such a relationship. They are amazing, amazing, beautiful wine and beautiful women, which is enviable. Dude, take care, we are leaving

Of course, Zhang Jinsong couldn't really leave with his soldiers. He led the soldiers around a few turns and found a small ravine where there was no one to hide.

The geographical feature of northern Shaanxi is that there are few plains but many gullies. There are large and small ravines and rifts formed by the impact of rain all over the place. Even if they are not far apart, they are hard to see. It has provided great convenience, otherwise a small army always wandering around near other people's artillery positions will arouse suspicion.

While Zhang Jinsong and the soldiers waited anxiously, the sky gradually darkened, and the enemy's activities gradually stopped. After a few hours, the soldiers ate some dry food, drank some water, and closed their eyes to wait for orders. .

Zhang Jinsong looked at his watch every once in a while, always feeling that his watch was running slowly. When the hands of the watch pointed to midnight, Zhang Jinsong poked the soldiers around him: "Everyone is awake, the action begins."

It was dark, and the officers and soldiers of the Artillery Regiment of the 29th Army, who had been busy all day, fell asleep. The next morning, they were going to replace the [-]th Division to attack the communist position on Chakou Mountain. Now they had to hurry up and rest more. A small number of sentries wandered around the edge of the position with big guns in their hands, or took a nap in a promising place.

This is the best time for scouts to act. Two soldiers carefully touched the grass and big rocks on the ground. When they were about 20 meters away from a sentry wandering around, one soldier raised his hand. , following the movement of the soldier raising his hand, the wandering sentry suddenly paused, let go of the big gun in his hand, covered his neck with both hands, grunted a few times in his throat, and then his body was like It went down like a noodle, and the moment the sentry fell, two soldiers rushed over, caught the sentry who was about to fall, and gently put it on the ground.

The two soldiers Zhang Jinsong sent out used the flying knives in their hands to solve the floating sentry. Flying knives are one of the basic equipment of the reconnaissance battalion, and they are usually a training subject for the scouts. The rest of the fighters quietly passed by the post one by one.

During daytime reconnaissance, Zhang Jinsong is now right behind the enemy's artillery command post. There is a small hillside. The hillside is not high but very steep. The hillside is covered with chaotic shrubs of various thicknesses. This geographical location is very suitable for scouts to hide. , Zhang Jinsong led a platoon of soldiers, that is, Ning Erzi's reconnaissance platoon, sneaked up to the top of this small hill.

The command post of the Howitzer Regiment of the 29th Army is close to this small hillside, only a dozen meters away. In the dark night, it feels like you can catch a small one with your hand. Grenades ready, ready, drop."

At Zhang Jinsong's order, the soldiers threw the grenades that had been unscrewed in their hands one by one, and immediately the bottom of the hillside was like boiling, the flames shot up into the sky, and the explosion of the grenades became one piece.

Zhang Jinsong took two grenades.Pull out the fuse together and throw it out. This is the skill of veteran soldiers. Even if you throw two together, it is far and accurate. The artillery regiment headquarters of the enemy is in a big tent at the root of the mountain. More than a dozen grenades fell on the big tent in the room.

The throwing time of the soldiers was almost short, so the grenades that fell on the tent exploded almost at the same time. The violent explosion of the grenade blew up the headquarters of the 29th Army Howitzer Regiment. Guns, human body fragments, and miscellaneous objects flew around. .

Zhang Jinsong kept shouting while throwing the grenade: "Don't just throw it on one tent. Spread it out, and each tent must take turns."

The Kuomintang soldiers in the dark couldn't figure out what was going on, how many people attacked, shouted and ran around, but no one found out where the attackers were... If you want to know what happened next, please go to 6 Once there is a mountain, there will be more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!