There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

This day is known to the world.

It's one o'clock in the morning, far to the south of the motherland's border.

Zhang Guoqing, who had just left the frontline command headquarters, lit a cigarette and looked up at the enemy country.

In the mountains before dawn, Chen Zhen's mountain wind hit him. His nerves, which had been tense all night, relaxed a little, and his mind seemed to be much clearer.

At this moment, he could still hear the wireless messengers in his ears, who were constantly transmitting orders, instructions and tasks from their superiors in secret words.

There are dots in the middle, as well as new movements on the enemy's forward positions reported from time to time by the scouts in various places ahead.

Some of the information may come from the team led by his three sons.

It has been several days since he came, but he still hasn't seen his three sons.

At this moment, his three sons may be on their way home, or they may still be hidden within the enemy's borders.

He didn't dare to think about whether the children would be in danger? He even dared not think about his wife who was far away in the capital.

In the face of a formidable enemy, selfishness has become unimportant.

Things are changing rapidly on the battlefield.

Once history takes a turn and unexpected changes occur, he will also go to the battlefield. Not for the so-called righteousness, nor for high status.

He is just a soldier at the moment, and he can only be a soldier first.

Zhang Guoqing held a cigarette between his fingers, and the white smoke from the sparks continued to burn and gradually shortened. The pain on his fingers woke him up.

Once inside, it was the same as the soldiers on duty outside.

All the officers and soldiers' eyes were bloodshot.

Perhaps it is the high degree of mental stress that keeps the brain in a state of excitement.

No one is sleepy at this moment.

Everyone is waiting for that moment to come.

wait!

Waiting very quietly...

The clock spins forward minute by second...

The countdown has finally begun!

A few orders...

Soon there were bursts of whistling and rapid flying sound of artillery shells ahead, piercing the dawn sky.

After careful arrangements, the self-defense counterattack started on time!

——First, we continued to attack the enemy's forward positions and deep targets for half an hour.

Visible to the naked eye, the enemy's forward positions in the distance have turned into a sea of ​​flames, filled with smoke, and the thick smoke from burning trees reaches straight into the sky.

The sky above the entire China-Vietnam border was ablaze with fire.

In the past, it could only be limited to the senses of novels, movies, and TV. Only at this moment can Zhang Guoqing realize that this is a real war.

It does not start from the sea, land or air, nor does it have fighter planes filling the sky. It is a real infantry advance, and it is a peaceful age fought for one life after another.

This was the first time he faced it head-on. It would be a lie to say that he was not shocked and shocked. His heart was far from the calmness on the surface. He suddenly remembered something.

——I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times.

At this moment, these ten words actually came to mind, and Zhang Guoqing himself was a little dumbfounded.

Compared with the previous small fights, when the battle started, it was to move forward, please come in, please come in again... for the sake of the country behind, and for the glory of the motherland.

The infantry soldiers who first hid a few hundred meters away from the enemy's forward position waited for the artillery to attack the enemy's position for half an hour before they began to charge the peak.

Fight for the enemy's position, fight the enemy to the bitter end, and use their flesh and blood to open the passage for most of them to advance in depth!

The day's fighting continued until dark.

The entire battlefield gradually became quiet, with only sporadic sound of Mucang artillery fire remaining. After occupying the enemy's position, there would be another big battle tomorrow.

On the first day, two days... time passed.

Zhang Guoqing didn't know that all those who fell on the front line were people. When he was busy arranging supplies, he squeezed out a little smoking time, and there were wounded everywhere he could see.

These are still slightly injured soldiers.

They usually have wounds on their skin, heads scratched by shrapnel, and limbs broken. The gauze used to wrap the wound was soaked with black and red blood.

Zhang Guoqing once heard a saying before: If you are slightly injured, you will not get out of the line of fire, and if you are seriously injured, you will not go to the hospital.

As long as these soldiers with so-called minor injuries do not affect their physical movements, they are truly able to stay in the firing line with minor injuries.

Not going to the hospital for serious injuries?

The seriously injured soldiers had lost too much blood, and almost none of them could open their eyes. They seemed to have been sacrificed, even if they did not go to the hospital for rescue.

But he believed that if these people could hold on, they would still hold their ground until the last moment.

According to the command, the battle went smoothly.

But so what if it goes smoothly?

The fallen heroes will never wake up again.

Many of them stayed in a foreign country, on the border between the two countries. They were undoubtedly great, but how could their relatives behind them bear this huge grief?

Without a country, there is no home. This sentence is too heavy.

Behind it are young and respectable lives.

I wonder if the whole world is sad for the loss of these young lives. It began to cry, and it began to rain lightly, getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by bursts of thunder.

The fierce battle continues...

It was already the twelfth day after Zhang Guoqing arrived here when he saw his three sons.

Looking at the three sons walking towards him, looking at Ping An with the bandage on his arm...

At this moment, Zhang Guoqing found that he did not feel distressed, but was filled with joy, and more importantly, he was glad that the children were back alive.

After a moment of lost consciousness, he realized that maybe he had witnessed this battle with his own eyes, and he understood more clearly that walking out of the battlefield alive was a victory.

After re-bandaging his eldest son's wound and applying medicine to his younger sons, Zhang Guoqing hugged his sons tightly one by one.

Looking at the fallen soldiers one by one and the number of casualties compiled in the reports, Zhang Guoqing didn't know what to say or what to say.

He had a lot to say to the children.

But finally he opened his mouth and closed it again.

Thousands of words can only be reduced to one sentence: We must come back alive.

Yes, here, he doesn't expect the children to be unscathed now. As long as they can come back with a breath, he can already thank God. It doesn't matter if his life is shortened by decades.

With those fallen heroes, he could not and could not selfishly stop the children from moving forward, let alone break the wings of his sons.

If there is no high official in the family, his son is a son, but how can the son of that family not be a son?

The three Ping An brothers saluted their father solemnly and said, Wait until we come back.

Seeing each of the children eating a few steamed buns and a can of canned vegetables in a hurry, Zhang Guoqing let out a sigh of satisfaction. Zhang Guoqing didn't dare to think about what they had eaten recently.

The sunset at dusk falls from the horizon.

Dark night is coming!

Seeing his three sons getting ready and setting off again, Zhang Guoqing didn't dare to ask them what their next mission would be?

As a small advance team, their heavy responsibility is always to extract teeth from the tiger's mouth.

He doesn't ask for much.

I only hope that the three brothers can return safely, I only hope that this battle will be counterattacked as soon as possible, and there will be no more victory at the cost of human lives.