[Soldier Doujin] Inscribed

Section No.11

At dawn, the Vietnamese army did not counterattack.

Gao Jianguo lay on the top of the hill, carefully watching the Vietnamese army positions in the south. He looked at it strangely for a long time, scratched his head, and handed the binoculars to the instructor.

"It's a little weird."

After watching for a while, the instructor returned the telescope to Gao Jianguo.

"Well, I thought there would be a bad fight today!"

Putting down the binoculars, Gao Jianguo turned over and lay on his back looking up at the sky.

The sky is blue, it looks like today will be a sunny day.

"Oops!"

Gao Jianguo muttered, and the trainer turned over and lay on his back after imitating him. When he heard his voice, he looked sideways, "What's wrong?"

"It doesn't feel right."

"what?"

Gao Jianguo looked at him sideways, "The good ones are not the ones that are bad, I hope it's not my crow's mouth!"

Then, the development of the situation was just as Gao Jianguo expected. On that day, the calm in the morning did not continue. At about noon, the artillery fire of the Vietnamese army came up violently. Unprepared, the position was plowed all over within half an hour. .

After that, the Battle of Fakashan began in a tug-of-war between the two sides.

After a month of fighting, Gao Jianguo's troops withdrew from the front line.

The returning troop convoy stopped for a while at the Panlong River not far from Tianbao Port, because the convoy that pulled the wounded and the remains of comrades-in-arms should pass first.

Gao Jianguo tore open the cigarette packs in his hand and passed them one by one to the soldiers sitting in the carriage.

Everyone lit their cigarettes silently and looked outside through the gap in the hood.

Truckloads of corpses were transported there. The weather was very hot and the smell was not pleasant, but no one cared about it. They just smoked in silence, looking at the seemingly endless corpses, passing by not far away, The local old ladies were crying bitterly, probably because of the lost lives of these young people!

Looking back, Gao Jianguo took a deep breath on his cigarette, trying to hide his red eyes.

In their battalion, after a month of fierce fighting, nearly half of the personnel were gone.

The casualties were so great that the superiors immediately withdrew all members of their regiment after they captured the Fakashan area. Then, the so-called all members, now, only remain in less than half.

"battalion commander."

A familiar voice called him softly, Gao Jianguo turned his head, and Wang Qingrui carefully moved his seat beside him from the other side.

He looked at Wang Qingrui, his face was dark, the hair and beard he had trimmed with a dagger had all grown out, it was in a mess, and some fingernails were missing on the fingers holding the cigarette, but Gao Jianguo pinched Wang Qingrui's The chin, the chin...

"Qingrui, your body?"

It was not the double chin of the original blessing, but puffiness.

Wang Qingrui shook his head indifferently, "Battle Commander, I feel sad."

"Me too."

Gao Jianguo withdrew his gaze and put it on the cigarette in his hand, as if something could be seen on it.

"Battle Commander, Xiaobao is gone."

"what?"

Gao Jianguo turned his head, "What did you say?"

Wang Qingrui lowered his head, "Xiaobao is gone."

Xiaobao, whose real name is Liu Bao, is the youngest soldier in the battalion. He joined the army at the age of 16 and was assigned to their battalion in early April after three months of recruit training.

His hands trembled, and the cigarette butt in Gao Jianguo's hand fell to his lap, and bounced to his feet again.

"How to explain to his parents, he is still so young."

Wang Qingrui muttered, looking at Gao Jianguo.

Wordlessly reached out and patted Wang Qingrui's shoulder, Gao Jianguo could only smile wryly.

The convoy finally started again and returned to the repair camp.

"This battle will continue!"

After dinner, the trainer held a tea mug, squatted by the side of the barracks, and asked Gao Jianguo.

Gao Jianguo squatted there in the same posture. Hearing the instructor's question, he looked up at the sky, "This war will not end in a short time."

Seeing what the trainer wanted to say, Gao Jianguo added, "However, our troops probably won't fight anymore."

"Huh? Why?"

The trainer looked over in surprise.

"First of all, the casualty rate of our military region is too high. Thirdly, there is news from above," he glanced at the instructor, "The Military Commission has decided that the troops of several major military regions will take turns in battle, so our mission is over."

"Rotation?"

"Yes, rotation. You must learn to fight in the war. This is actually what Mao said. After he became the chief of the general staff in 75, he put forward the requirement of modernization of the army. But," Gao Jianguo smiled wryly, "after this war , The Military Commission has really started to pay attention to this issue, so, in order to let all the troops know what war is, therefore, the round of battle is the first step."

"Old Gao, do you have a lot of news!"

After listening to what he said, the trainer suddenly smiled.

The corners of Gao Jianguo's lips twitched, "I said, are you mocking me?"

The instructor smiled, "Old Gao, what do you think?"

Glancing at the somewhat gentle and smiling trainer, Lao Gao couldn't help cursing inwardly: just because of your fierceness in fighting, how dare I say it to me!

"I'm a literati by nature, I know, I'm so sour, I said instructor, you don't have to laugh at me!"

"Old Gao, you are really interesting."

The instructor took a sip of tea with a smile, "At the beginning, I was thinking, wow, the battalion commander of college students, you are awesome, wow, you are still a general, you are awesome, I don't even know how to get along with you!"

Gao Jianguo sighed helplessly, "Instructor, don't do this!"

"I know I know."

The instructor smiled and waved his hands, "We are close friends, I won't laugh at you. However," he pondered for a while, "Old Gao, analyze it for me. Next step, we really don't want to laugh at you." Will you come up again?"

Gao Jianguo simply sat on the steps and stretched his legs, "If the battle is over and the war is not over, I guess we still have to go. It's just that the Vietnamese army is not so difficult to fight. I think it will make our several major military regions It's all gone in a circle."

"It's better if it ends sooner."

After the trainer said this, both of them fell silent.

From the time they went to the front line in 79 to the summer of 81, they have been squatting on the front line for three years.

"I'm not afraid of death, but I still want to go back alive and see my wife and son."

After a long time, the instructor whispered something.

Gao Jianguo nodded, "Me too."

However, none of them thought that in the next ten years, the war would continue.