Chapter 65

  Looking for a collection, and don't forget to give Zhang Sanjiang tickets. Getting up so early is just as boring... damn, I just found out it's already 10:30, almost noon...

  From this point of view, the Japanese devils also had a good understanding of this "infiltration war", so they quickly found a way to resolve the chaos.

  "Fall back!" Scar shouted at us, then crouched down and crawled into the bushes. The soldiers also dropped to the ground and crawled backward in the first moment, but it was already too late. The enemy's machine gun bullets poured towards us like raindrops, and the grass was hit by waves of bullets making a "whooshing" sound. Occasionally, several hand grenades were thrown over, exploding and sending mud and rocks flying onto our bodies like waves, pinning us down so we couldn't even lift our heads.

  "Move quickly!" Seeing that we were pinned down by the enemy's firepower, Touka, who had already escaped from the danger zone, turned back and shouted at us, then ran to the side while firing his gun.

  I knew that Knife Scar was attracting the enemy's attention, creating an illusion that we were escaping to the side. The Viet Minh fell for it and machine guns turned towards Knife Scar. We didn't dare to slow down, supporting each other as we crawled up from the ground and crouched into the grass thicket...

  My heart was racing with anxiety, and I just wanted to leave this godforsaken place as soon as possible and never come back. At that moment, the battlefield in front of me, which had initially seemed so terrifying, now seemed rather endearing, at least there were many comrades-in-arms, but we were about to face an unknown number of Vietnamese soldiers with just six people.

  "Ah..." A cry of pain came from behind, at first I thought he had fallen down, turned around to help him up, but ended up grabbing a handful of wet stuff. It was only then that I realized he had been shot, and the wound was in his chest...

  "He's already sacrificed! Don't mind him!" A bayonet dragged me and ran.

  But just then, the little stone ran to the warrior's nose and probed it, then shouted at us: "He's not dead yet..."

  Xiao Shi Tou yelled while using his frail body to carry the wounded on his shoulders, then stumbled and staggered to catch up from behind.

  "Alas!" The stretcher-bearers who had already run away could only turn back and lift the wounded with Shanzi.

  I couldn't help but curse in my heart - what's the point of this little stone causing so much trouble? That warrior was shot in the chest and would have died even if he had been dragged back, now he's still dragging us down, isn't that going to get all of us killed?

  But thinking of returning, his hands didn't dare to slack off, turning around and lifting the muzzle, he aimed at the few enemy soldiers who were catching up from behind and pulled the trigger.

  "Bang, bang, bang..." Several gunshots rang out, five bullets knocked down three people, and the others all fell to the ground and hid in the bushes.

  This score might be good enough for others, but for me it's a big disappointment.

  The hit rate is only sixty percent, the target is only fifty or so meters away from me, and I'm using a sniper rifle with extremely high accuracy! Later on, thinking about it also feels normal, we were being chased by the enemy at that time, our legs were all scared soft, where would there be a high hit rate.

  But even so, I still held off the enemy troops behind me for a moment, which gave Bayonet and Little Stone a chance to carry the wounded up.

  Bayonet and small stones carrying the wounded struggling to run up the mountain top position, while I kept changing positions with my sniper rifle blocking the enemy troops chasing from behind. With the sound of gunfire, one after another black shadow was knocked down by me, but found that the bullets had been used up... This time's mission is to bury landmines, before we came out, we didn't prepare many bullets.

  "Hurry up, come here!" Just as I was in a predicament facing the waves of Vietnamese soldiers closing in on us, a burst of gunfire suddenly erupted from the mountain top position. Turning around to look, it turned out that two other soldiers had arrived at the mountain top position ahead of us and were now setting up their submachine guns to cover our retreat!

  Supporting the wounded, they rushed up in a flurry, and several people with bayonets sat on the ground, panting heavily.

  It's only been ten or twenty minutes since we started fighting, but the time may be short, yet it's been a mix of deception, fighting, killing and escaping... The speed of change is so fast that it's hard to accept. In this process, we didn't have any rest at all. As soon as I sat down, I felt like I was reborn.

  "How long is the line?" a warrior asked.

  "He's drawing enemy fire! Don't know where he went!" Stabber panted and said.

  "What's next?" Xiaoshi asked while taking out a first-aid kit to bandage the wounded, "What should we do now?"

  The wounded man was indeed still alive, and it was the little warrior who had been scolded for burying the landmine incorrectly. Perhaps he had fainted from pain at that time, but now he woke up, gritted his teeth and struggled to get up.

  As soon as I heard this, all the warriors turned their eyes to me, and it was only then that I realized it was my turn as the platoon leader to give orders.

  "I said in a bad temper: 'What else can we do? Retreat! Immediately retreat back to the formation and merge with the main force!'"

  "Yes!" The bayonet and pebbles responded in unison.

  "No way!" The injured little warrior spoke up at this time: "I can't move, if we retreat like this, no one will make it back alive..."

  "Me too!" Another warrior slowly got up from the ground. It was only then that we discovered he was covered in blood, apparently having been stabbed by the enemy during close combat.

  "We can't go on, leave us behind!" The little warrior chimed in, "Just leave the guns and bullets behind..."

  "No way!" Little Stone interrupted Little Warrior's words: "We can't leave you behind!"

  "Right! If we die, we'll die together!" The bayonet also replied in this way.

  But I alone remained silent, and so everyone's eyes turned to me once again.

  I gritted my teeth and said: "Leave the ammunition behind, two wounded soldiers are in charge of cover, other comrades retreat!"

  "Get out!"

  "Get out!"

  ……

  "Obey orders, leave the ammunition behind!" The bayonet and small stones still wanted to oppose, but were countered by my one sentence.

  "Yes!" The bayonet and small stone reluctantly left the only few magazines, then shook hands with the two wounded soldiers one by one, saying a few words of farewell.

  I patted them on the shoulder and said with some emotion: "It's all up to you from here!"

  "Don't worry! Hold on!" The little warrior squeezed out a smile with difficulty: "We will never let the enemy come up so easily!"

  At this moment, I couldn't help but feel a few pangs of guilt. Just a short while ago, I was thinking of abandoning him as a sacrifice on the road, considering him a burden to our retreat, and even resenting Xiaoshi's actions for saving him. Yet, in an instant, I realized that our lives still depended on him for rescue...

  "Take it!" Another warrior handed me a blood-stained letter and said, "Please give this letter to my family, let them not worry, tell them I didn't bring shame to our ancestors and hometown!"

  "Uh-huh!" I nodded, and my nose suddenly turned sour as tears fell down uncontrollably... Fortunately, no one else noticed in the darkness of night...

  "The enemy is coming!" The little warrior urged: "You guys hurry up! If you don't leave now, it will be too late!"

  As he spoke, he grabbed his submachine gun and turned around, firing a burst in another direction.

  "Go!" I waved at the other warriors and led them running down the mountain.

  Apart from me, the other three warriors would turn back every few steps, as if worried about something. One of them even wanted to go back and help, but was eventually stopped by us.

  We had just run to the foot of the mountain when the gunfire at the top stopped, and all the soldiers involuntarily stopped in their tracks and looked back.

  "Did they sacrifice?" Xiaoshi asked.

  "There shouldn't be!" The bayonet replied: "The bullets are all gone!"

  "Huh?" Xiaoshi asked with some concern: "Then aren't they going to be captives?"

  Just as we were whispering to each other, a figure suddenly emerged from the top of the mountain, holding a blasting tube with green smoke and flames, shouting at us: "Comrades! Goodbye!"

  As he spoke, he suddenly rolled over to the other side and then a loud crash was heard. From the other side of the mountain top, a miserable cry came from the enemy's camp.

  The warriors stared blankly at this scene, and I was also stunned. What I didn't expect was that this scene, which only appears in movies, actually appeared right in front of me.

  Die together with the enemy —— In the past, when I saw such a scene in a movie, I would always sneer and laugh in my heart: What an old-fashioned plot!

  But now, it's found that this scene is so heavy, so profound!

  We stood there stupidly until the devils' shadows appeared on the mountain top, then we came to our senses and hurriedly crouched down and ran back to our own position.

  The sound of gunfire on the battlefield was still echoing, but the battle had apparently also come to an end. Later we learned that our military defense line almost let the enemy break through. If it weren't for us six people alone blocking two rows of enemy troops in the west... then this position would probably have changed hands by now.

  This chapter is dedicated to Comrade Li Shui-bo, squad leader of the 117th Engineer Battalion! Comrade Li Shui-bo led his engineer squad in repelling two enemy attacks while laying mines on a nameless hill southeast of Daejeon. After exhausting all ammunition and being severely wounded himself, when the enemy approached him attempting to take him alive, Comrade Li Shui-bo fearlessly ignited an explosive pack and charged into the enemy ranks, killing 6 enemy soldiers before making the ultimate sacrifice, writing a heroic and tragic chapter. The unit's leadership recognized him as a formal party member posthumously, awarded him First-Class Merit, and honored him with the title of "Yang Gensheng-style Fighting Hero"!