My beautiful boss and I

I saw mercenaries holding guns and escorting some of the Revolutionary Army soldiers captured before them to take the lead, just like the evil Japanese who forced the Chinese to land mines with their butts and bayonets during the Anti Japanese war. There were more than twenty poor prisoners, all dressed in rags and with dead faces. Their arms were tied together by long ropes, like animals waiting to be slaughtered.

The gunfire stopped, the position was shrouded in death, the air solidified, and only the wind continued to blow the metal sound to every corner.

At this point, I felt like I had a big drum beating so hard in my head that I had to reach out to cover my ears.

At this time, I suddenly flashed an idea: there is no so-called iron soldier in the world, unless he is not human.

As the prisoner got closer and closer, there was a cry in his throat. The cry was like a broken Gong shaking in the stagnant air: "fuck you, grandma! I Brother

It turned out that the soldier's brother was among the prisoners.

Obviously, the mercenaries use this poisonous trick to shake the morale of the revolutionary army. Shooting is not equal to suicide. But if you order to shoot, can you do it to your own people? Can your conscience agree?

As time goes by, those Gray figures are getting closer and closer, 1000 meters, 800 meters, 600 meters. Now we can see the depressed faces of the prisoners without telescopes.

I had no idea for a moment, and looked at Lao Qin and Li Shun stupidly.

At this point, I suddenly realized that I would never be a real soldier. I don't know what to do in such a moment. I try to think about whether I have seen such scenes in movies and TV, and how I dealt with them at that time.

Hard to think, but did not come up with a clear lens.

I believe this is the most difficult moment in the career of Li Shun and the old Qin Revolutionary Army: either shoot, or surrender or give up the position. Giving up the position is tantamount to failure and death. Shooting is a criminal. As commanders, what should they do?

What shocked me was that Lao Qin easily solved this contradiction that I thought could not be reconciled. He said to the people around him, including Li Shun and me, in an indifferent voice: "the enemy is escorting If we attack, the prisoners are no longer prisoners. They become the weapons of the enemy and are used to destroy us.

"The enemy's weapons are certainly an integral part of the enemy, and they are a more dangerous part, just like the heavy machine guns in the hands of the enemy. To destroy the enemy's weapons is to destroy the enemy, or to destroy the enemy must destroy the enemy's weapons So I order - shoot! "

When he said this, Lao Qin's expression was very painful, and his facial muscles convulsed a few times.

Li Shun seemed to wake up suddenly and roared: "listen to the chief of staff, shoot me! Shoot

Li Shun's voice sounds full of pain and hysteria.

Responsibility breaks conscience! Reason beats emotion!

I can't agree with Lao Qin's point of view, but I have to admit that his point of view is reasonable. Because even if the prisoners are "weapons", it will not change the fact that they are compatriots, comrades in arms, sentimental, flesh and blood, and forced by the enemy with bayonets!

So I think it's a war of shooting at my conscience and feelings. My comrades in arms are dead all over the place, and there's a river of blood flowing. Only the soldiers' duties shine, stand up and shine with the sun and the moon!

I believe that at the moment, the soul of every revolutionary army soldier is in unbearable pain. The pain can't be described in words, so their faces are twisted and they all roar like wild animals. Grief and hatred melt them at the same time, turning them into demons and real soldiers.

The enemy's evil plot was soon smashed. They left behind the corpses several times as many as the captives and fled. All the captives were wiped out and there were few survivors.

Lao Qin took the opportunity to order the pursuit, and more than ten mercenaries were captured alive.

These gorkhas, with their dark skin like rocks and stiff expressions, probably knew that they would not come to a good end. They all stared in fear and trembled like leaves.

Looking at Lao Qin's expression at this time, I felt as if he was whirling around, shaking all over, and his facial muscles were convulsing violently and painfully.

Li Shun stretched out his hand and pressed Lao Qin's shoulder, as if to comfort him. Then he did not look at the mercenary captives, but spewed out a few words: "gouge out the heart and liver, and pay homage to the dead brothers."

As soon as I heard this, I was stunned -

although I was stunned, I didn't do anything to stop it.

But I didn't go to the execution scene.

It seems that war means killing, cruelty, loss of humanity and the release of evil energy.

At this point, this is true for both sides.

After a long delay in the war, the mercenaries finally lost their composure. On the one hand, they continued to attack highland 3, and on the other hand, they ordered all the main mercenaries to cross the river and pour out, in an attempt to completely defeat the revolutionary army's position with the sea of people tactics.

For a time, the two sides of the river were full of mercenaries, and dozens of boats and bamboo rafts ferried back and forth on the river. The front of the position was attacked by the enemy.

At this time, Li Shun issued an order: "stick to the position, one step back is not allowed, those who retreat - kill!"As the mercenaries continue to land, they are ready to rally and charge us fiercely.

Li Shun said to Lao Qin, "chief of staff, let's go to the reserve team and take out all the family members."

At this time, Lao Qin had a plan to annihilate the mercenaries. He looked at the ant dense enemy at the foot of the mountain, nodded, asked people to turn on the radio to call the reserve, and ordered all the heavy weapons on the ground of the revolutionary army to be concentrated in Highland 3.

The so-called heavy weapons are just a dozen heavy machine guns and six light mortars.

Soon, these weapons were gathered from all parts of the position to the No. 3 highland and placed in the right position. The muzzle and muzzle were aimed at the mercenaries who had landed and were crossing the river at the foot of the mountain.

Most of Qin Jiang's mercenaries have been ordered to open fire.

Immediately, mortars and heavy machine guns began to roar, and they attacked the mercenaries who were crowded by the river. The shells blew up the unprepared crowd, and the boats and bamboo rafts that were crossing the river were sunk and scattered. The mercenaries who fell into the river were also swept away by the cold and fast current. Heavy machine guns poured dense large caliber bullets on the mercenary positions, turning the bustling ferry into a bloody slaughterhouse.

The nightmare ended as if it had suddenly begun, the gunfire stopped, and the air became quiet. The surging river is still flowing as usual, and the hot sun shines vividly on the earth through the smoke. I can see that in addition to the burning vegetation on the river bank, the bodies on the earth are still bleeding, the injured horses are still crying, and the broad river is as calm as ever, as if nothing has happened.

When a strong reserve arrived, the revolutionary army formed a encirclement situation against the mercenaries at the foot of the mountain, and the situation fundamentally reversed. Colonel Badan and his mercenaries were suppressed at the foot of the mountain and became a lonely army cut off by the river.

Now it's the turn of the revolutionary army to attack. In a flash, hundreds of mortar shells poured over the enemy positions. The mercenaries were suppressed in the lowlands as if they were trapped by their opponents, so they had to retreat hastily to the riverside.

When the Burmese army on the west bank learned that the situation was not good, they had already left their friendly forces behind and retreated. The river was empty and there was no bamboo raft to take the team across.

Li Shun issued the order of general attack.

The end of the mercenaries is coming.

The soldiers of the revolutionary army roared out of the trench, and the rain of grenades flew to the enemy.

In the fog of grenade explosion, the mercenaries finally had no way to escape, and Myanmar's river finally mercilessly blocked their hope of survival.

Colonel Badan is an old colonial soldier. He regards honor more than life. Since honor is shattered, what's the meaning of life? So he has no pity for himself or others.

From my telescope, I saw the Colonel standing by the river, staring blankly at the turbulent river flowing down from the roof of the world.

This Burmese river has nothing to do with him. He is British. There is also a famous river in London called Thames. His hometown may be in the upper reaches of Thames. I don't know what kind of mysterious fate led him to this dangerous river. He saw enemies all over the mountains and fields, bowing and carrying weapons, roaring like hunters driving away wild animals.

I think at this time, he should understand that he can never go back to Europe, to the famous river in his hometown.

I saw the English Colonel slowly raise his gun.

He knew that the enemy would not forgive him, just as he would never forgive him. He tried to straighten his waist, his slender body was like an exclamation mark, and his military appearance was neat as if he were under review.

He seemed to pull the trigger with ease, inviting death. With a short shot, the Colonel shook his body and slid slowly into the river. A whirlpool swept him away, a lock of golden hair on the river, dew disappeared, only the river still, calm as before

At the end of the battle, the mercenary Corps was completely annihilated, and only a few people swam across the river with logs and bamboos to escape.

When Li Shun inspected the battlefield, he saw that his eyes were covered with scorched earth and corpses were everywhere. Groups of prisoners were brought over. These black Gurkhas from the roof of the world were all dejected.

I saw Li Shun in front of victory suddenly full of sadness. He looked up and mumbled a word to heaven. This sentence happened to be heard by me. I seemed to read Li Shun's complicated mood at this time.

He said, "my God, why on earth should I fight? Who's doing evil? "

I know it was wood who started it all.

At this time, wood is waiting for the good news of victory in Xinghai. Unfortunately, he will be disappointed again this time. His plot has gone bankrupt and failed.

I don't know how wood will feel about the final result.

Li Shun's sadness and perplexity may be the tragedy. As a revolutionary army and a mercenary, they are two rootless forces in exile. They have the same fate and fight for survival. This is very similar to the death performance of two ancient Roman slaves in the Colosseum. One killed and the other won a temporary victory. But can the winner cheer?In this sense, mercenaries are a mirror, which makes Li Shun see the future fate of the revolutionary army.

I don't know if this kind of mood will shake Li Shun's spiritual belief.

A detachment came to ask for instructions on how to deal with the prisoners. Li Shun pondered for a moment and made an unexpected decision: release the prisoners, bury the dead of both sides, and erect a stone tablet beside the river to commemorate all the dead officers and soldiers.

The fate of the other Kachin army is very different.