[Soldier Doujin] Inscribed

Section Five

Light the cigarette in your hand, stick it on the ground one by one, watch the smoke curl up, and the faint white mist dissipate in the air. Looking up at the sky, there is a clear blue sky without clouds.

This is the Nanshan Martyrs Cemetery. Many of his comrades-in-arms were buried here, and some were buried in Jiangshan and Fakashan Martyrs Cemetery. In the past few days, Gao Jianguo visited these familiar or unfamiliar people one by one. The only thing for him to identify is the company number on the tomb.

He still remembers that before the dispatch, a rural soldier who raised pigs insisted on joining the army. He asked him, "Are you afraid of death?", but he smiled and said, "We have six brothers, and it's okay to die one." There are a lot of rural soldiers in the country, and the company platoon leaders who lead the troops like the rural soldiers, "because the rural soldiers are real" and can endure hardships.

There are also soldiers added later, most of them are also rural soldiers, because they were added later, many of them had no time to write down their names, and because many of them could not speak Mandarin, they hadn't understood their name yet. What, those young warriors fell forever.

"……battalion commander?"

Not far away, a pleasant voice made Gao Jianguo turn his head.

"You, you are, Xiao Zhou?"

Surprised to find that it was the platoon leader Zhou Fu who he thought had died long ago. Gao Jianguo rushed over a few steps and hugged him.

"Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou, you are still alive~~~"

"Battalion Commander, lighten up, hey, lighten up!"

Zhou Fu hugged Gao Jianguo back with a smile, and kept groaning.

Gao Jianguo quickly let go of his hand, and looked carefully again. Zhou Fu had crutches under his armpit, his face was a little pale, and there was still a strong smell of medicine coming from his body.

"Xiao Zhou, your injury?"

Zhou Fu, the first platoon leader of the Second Battalion of the Reconnaissance Battalion, before the start of the battle in the early morning of February 2, they even served as the death squad and secretly entered Vietnam to perform the mission two hours earlier than the main force.

"It's okay, a little injury, it's getting better soon."

Zhou Fuman shook his head indifferently, "Battle Commander, I have never heard about you, and I thought you..."

His words darkened Gao Jianguo's face, and he forced a smile, "Xiao Zhou, what's the situation with your company?"

The posture of crutches was a little uncomfortable, Zhou Fu moved his body, and sat down on the steps beside him, put down the crutches, and stretched out his hand, "Commander, give me a cigarette!"

Looking at his expression, Gao Jianguo also sat beside him, took out a cigarette, and paused again, "Did the doctor ask you to smoke?"

"Hey, Battalion Commander, please, I'm almost suffocated to death."

Snatching the cigarette from Gao Jianguo's hand, he took out a match from his pocket. After lighting it comfortably, Zhou Fu took a big puff. After a pause, he coughed violently, which made Gao Jianguo worry. She held his back gently and patted him gently.

"If you can't smoke, don't smoke."

"No, nothing, really nothing, Battalion Commander, it's just been a long time since I smoked."

Zhou Fu's eyes were a little red, and he took another sip with a slight smile. This time, he didn't cough, but the expression on his face was a little distorted.

Slowly patting him on the back, Gao Jianguo did not speak.

"Battalion Commander, actually, it's nothing. After we passed, we fought and walked until the tenth day. On the 417 highland, we fought a fierce battle." Zhou Fu wiped his face, "The Vietnamese army is on a high place, we Down below, the Vietnamese army used anti-aircraft artillery, anti-aircraft machine guns, and those guys who are usually used to shoot planes to confront us." As if recalling something, Zhou Fu showed a wry smile on his face, "Battle Commander, we are infantry, and at that time And there is no artillery support, you don’t know, the fight was miserable at that time, our company, our company,” his voice choked up, “in one day, our company lost 5 company commanders, 5,” he cried , tightly grasped Gao Jianguo's arm, "Battle Commander, did you know that the company commander is gone, and the deputy company commander will take over, and then, one by one, all of them were wiped out, all of them were wiped out..."

He burst into tears.

Putting his arms around his shoulders, Gao Jianguo's eyes were sour, he lowered his head, he didn't know what else he could say, for the sacrifice of these comrades, there was nothing else he could say.

After a while, Zhou Fu wiped his tears and raised his head, grinning, "Battle Commander, I shouldn't be crying."

"Nonsense, who said you can't cry."

Pressing down on his head and slapping him hard, Gao Jianguo's voice was a bit sharp.

Zhou Fu looked at him, amused, "Battle Commander, you are crying too."

He slapped him, "... what happened next?"

"Later, it became a little ridiculous later," Zhou Fu grinned, "A brother army came up, and there was a tank to support us, but as soon as he entered the position, he actually slammed the brother army, and was killed by himself." The artillery fire from the army knocked out the tanks, and it was only then that he realized that his radio could not communicate with the "commander aircraft of the platoon". In addition, the military uniforms of our army and the Vietnamese army were too similar, so he had no idea who the enemy was. Anyway, After a series of fights, in the evening, our troops finally occupied the high ground. Then, I was injured."

Zhou Fu chuckled, "After I was injured, I was sent back by snatch, and recuperated in Guilin, but I lost contact with the army. If I hadn't heard that our battalion had withdrawn this time, I said I would come back and have a look. I didn’t know I could meet you, Battalion Commander!”

"good very good!"

Rubbing his head, Gao Jianguo nodded, "It's good to be alive, it's good!"

Yes, it's good to be alive, that's good.

Sending Zhou Fu back to the temporary hospital at the foot of the mountain, Gao Jianguo thought for a while, and went to the temporary headquarters. He wanted to inquire about the next plan and goals. He always felt that this war would never end like this.

After looking around the headquarters for a long time, Gao Jianguo didn't see anyone he was familiar with. Gao Jianguo hesitated for a while, wondering if he should go to inquire, but the eyes of the sentinel standing nearby had been staring at him for a while. , It seemed that he came up to check, Gao Jianguo threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, turned around and left.

After returning from the front line, Gao Jianguo knew that after the Chinese side announced the withdrawal of troops on March 3th, the Vietnamese side issued a national general mobilization order on March 5th, dispatching elite troops from Cambodia to return to China, and wanted to "fight to the end" with the Chinese side.The Japanese communist journalists who were hit by them went to Lang Son to report and publicize for the Vietnamese side under such circumstances.

"Pol Pot's reactionary clique launched a war of aggression against Vietnam, the Vietnamese People's Army entered Cambodia to fight back in self-defense, while China supported the Khmer Rouge's war against Vietnam, China invaded Vietnam..."

Gao Jianguo didn't know about the content broadcast by the Vietnamese radio station until a long time later.

At that time, apart from occasionally thinking about the direction the war would take in the next step, the most important thing for Gao Jianguo was the reorganization of the troops, the demobilization of expired soldiers, the training of new recruits, the resettlement of the wounded, and making meritorious service. Staff rewards, etc., these are his most important tasks.