blood of vietnam war

Chapter [-] respectively

What Company Commander Xu is going to do next or how to do it... I don't need to care about it anymore, because even if Company Commander Xu wants to set up a siege to let the Yue Devil agents fall into the trap, it will be after I am discharged from the hospital.

In fact, rather than setting traps for the Vietnamese to sneak in, I am more inclined to use intelligence to deceive the Vietnamese agents. For example, the field hospital has stepped up its security after being attacked and increased its troops, or Zhang Fan has returned to China...Of course, I I believe it won't take long to deceive the Yue devils, because they probably don't have one or two insiders, but the counterattack itself didn't last long, only a dozen days before and after. After returning to the country, the field hospital should also be transferred to the country.

The duty of the guard company is to protect the safety of the field hospital, isn't it?So I think this is what Company Commander Xu should do.

However, this is not something I can decide. Company Commander Xu wholeheartedly wants to win the battle, and the superior also considers that the Vietnamese army agents can be wiped out, so of course he will agree to do so.Even the soldiers of the guard company all wanted to vent their anger...so they unanimously agreed to bring the Vietnamese army agents into the encirclement to fight another battle.

I can understand their mood.After all, the last battle was too embarrassing for them. Not only could the members of the guard company fail to protect the military doctors of the wounded, but they seemed to be the objects of protection... This made them all unable to hold their heads up.It's just that the result of doing this is...the field hospital may not be safe, and Zhang Fan may not be safe either. After all, their opponents are Vietnamese army agents.

If it were me, I would definitely not make such a decision, because I think fighting is for strategic goals, not for venting.

If the purpose of protecting the field hospital can be achieved by simply using a few false information to deceive the Vietnamese army agents, why not do it?

Conversely... bringing the Vietnamese army into the encirclement for an ambush, not to mention casualties during the battle, it is very likely that the Vietnamese agents will also have the same mentality of revenge and launch a sneak attack on the field hospital again desperately.So on the surface it may seem like a little bit of success... It can kill a few more Vietnamese army agents, but in fact it doesn't help the strategic goal much.

But even the guards are united as one, and I can't influence their thoughts, so I have no idea of ​​persuading them.

It's better to take care of your injuries, I'm just a little platoon leader!

The life in the field hospital is very easy, without the wind, rain and sun, without digging trenches, and without worrying about being shot by the enemy in your sleep all the time.Of course, if the sneak attack by Vietnamese army agents is included, this field hospital is not so safe, but I am afraid that there is no truly safe place on the front line.

Usually, whenever I have free time, I go to the collective ward next door to chat and brag with other wounded patients, and occasionally help the militiamen in the hospital transfer seriously wounded people and so on.Zhang Fan also always likes to sneak into my ward when he has nothing to do. On the surface, it looks like he is checking on the condition, but in fact, everyone knows that my injury is no longer serious.

If she is not busy, Zhang Fan will accompany me for a walk in the bamboo forest behind the village. She always likes to listen to my stories about wars.At this time, she always looked at me with admiration and envy.Sometimes when it comes to dangerous places, she will stare at me with big eyes in horror, and ask stupidly: "Then what happened next? Are you okay!"

At this time, I can't help but sweat wildly. If I have something to do, can I still stand here?

Later I realized that maybe I really shouldn't have told Zhang Fan about my wars, so that when I went to the battlefield again, she would always think of the thrilling plots I mentioned before, and sometimes she would say that she was killed by the Vietnamese army. The experience of being hijacked by agents was used as a reference, so I felt as if a big rock was hanging in my heart.

At that time, I was regretting it. If I had known earlier, I should have talked about the battle on the front line in a more relaxed and pleasant way, and made the devils a little stupid. It would be best to wait for me to call the names one by one with a pistol...

After a few days of recuperation in the hospital, because there was no more fighting, the wound on my back quickly formed a hard scar, so I knew that it was not too long before I was discharged from the hospital.

Zhang Fan seems to know this too, but she has never talked about it... I can understand her thinking, she is unwilling to face this fact, so she just keeps silent.

It's just that what should come will come after all...

It was the time when I had breakfast and chatted with the wounded. I was surrounded by a large circle of wounded and soldiers, and I danced and talked about the wonderful thing about our army running out of ammunition and chasing the enemy all the way down to blow up tanks. , only provoked bursts of applause from the wounded.

By the way... People in this era seem to like listening to stories or chatting, but it doesn't seem surprising. At this time, such things as TV are rare even in China, let alone on the battlefield.Not to mention computers, I'm afraid that 386 and 486 are still high-tech at this time!So the only pastime for soldiers is to listen to the radio and occasionally watch movies. You think they are free and not chatting, what else can they do?

At this moment, a correspondent ran up to me and yelled, "Comrade Yang Xuefeng! The director told you to go!"

"Hey!" The wounded shouted at the correspondent in disappointment.

Some wounded even yelled at me: "Xiao Feng, continue when you come back, we haven't listened enough yet!"

"No problem!" I replied.But even though he said so in his mouth, he knew in his heart that maybe there would be no chance to continue talking.

As expected, when I stood in front of the old military doctor (the old military doctor is the dean, that is, the person who performed the operation on me), he looked at my medical record and said: "Comrade Yang Xuefeng! Your injury has healed." It's almost done, you won't have any objections if I let you out of the hospital!"

"Of course not!" In fact, I have long been thinking about Chen Yiyi and his comrades who were born and died together.But...Suddenly I was a little bit reluctant to leave here, the wounded and soldiers, and of course Zhang Fan.

"Yeah!" The old military doctor nodded with satisfaction: "Originally...we are doctors to treat diseases and save lives, and we should treat everyone the same. But do you know why I give you special care?"

"Isn't it because of an order from the superior?" I was a little surprised.

The news I got before was that my superiors said that I was a fighting hero, so I was given special care.

The old military doctor shook his head: "The superiors did have an order, but they just want me to do everything possible to heal your injury. The reason why I give you special care... is because I think that recovering you earlier is saving more people! "

I was puzzled for a while, and I didn't understand the meaning of the old military doctor's words.

The old military doctor's eyes looked at me from behind his thick glasses, and he continued: "Before you came, I heard something about you on the battlefield from the wounded. So I feel... like The sooner a person like you goes to the battlefield, there will be a few people who don’t have to sacrifice because of your existence. The day you go to the battlefield later, there may be a few more corpses or wounded in our hospital. A few days ago, since you dealt with the Vietnamese army The performance of the agent proves that my thoughts are correct. So...you don’t go to the battlefield to kill people, but to save people, do you understand?”

Hearing this, I couldn't help being stunned. I really didn't expect the old military doctor to say such a thing. It sounded a bit like a plot in a martial arts novel, but after thinking about it, I think what he said made sense.

Killing Yue devils means saving one's comrades in arms!

If you only think about killing the enemy in your heart, you will only turn yourself into a murderer and executioner, but if you think about it from the perspective of saving your comrades...

"Go!" The old military doctor stood up and handed me a few packs of prepacked medicine, saying, "When you go to the battlefield, remember to take the medicine on time. It's for anti-inflammatory, so don't be careless. I've packed it with a waterproof cloth to prevent moisture. Our jobs are actually the same. I use a scalpel to save people in the back, and you use a gun to save people in the front. If one day we can all go back to our homeland, we must remember to drink a few drinks and let’s compare Who can save more people!"

"Okay!" I nodded, thinking to myself that after so many days in the field hospital, why didn't I realize that the dean is such a philosophical person.

"Comrade! This is your salute." A soldier from the guard company came to me with a bag of things.

"This is..." I remember that when I came here, I was empty and didn't bring anything with me, so why did I suddenly have a large bag of salutes.

"This is prepared for you by the comrades of our security company and the wounded nurses!" The soldiers of the security company explained: "We all know that you are going to the front line, so we gathered some things... nothing good, they are all comrades A little thought from them!"

For some reason, my throat suddenly felt uncomfortable as if something was stuffed.This is in modern times... but no one has ever sent me like this!

"Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" At this time, Company Commander Xu rushed over in a hurry, and when we met, he held my hand tightly and said, "I came all the way as soon as I heard that you were going to be discharged from the hospital. Your troops are now in Kuangmeng. Garrison in the area! We happen to have a car to deliver medicines there, let my brother take you there!"

He helped me lift the bag without any explanation.

Want to talk to Zhang Fan?I muttered when I stepped out of the door, so let's not talk about it!Saying it can't change anything.But... If you don't say this, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to meet in the future!So I hesitated again.

"Hey! Xiaofeng...is he out of the hospital? Going to the front line?"

"Hit a few more devils to avenge us!"

"I regret that there is a deadline, and I will contact you when I return home!"

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The wounded around me along the way saw my outfit and knew that I was going back to the front line, so they all greeted me warmly and said goodbye to me, and some even came up to shake my hand.

I nodded to them frequently in response, while looking for Zhang Fan in the crowd, I suddenly wanted to say goodbye to her, but to my regret, she never showed up.

Where has she gone?In which ward should the wounded be given injections and medicines?Or someone delivering food... If I lost something, I followed Lianchang Xu all the way to a car, and I didn't even know how I got into the car.

"Yang Xuefeng! Yang Xuefeng..."

"Xiaofan!" Just as the car started, Zhang Fan suddenly came straight from the small road at the end of the village.My eyes couldn't help but light up, and I stood up unconsciously and waved vigorously at her.

However, the car was already moving at this time, and the several layers of medicine boxes stacked in the rear compartment cut off the connection between me and the driver. Coupled with the roar of the motor, he didn't even know that there was someone behind who needed time to say goodbye.

I could only watch helplessly as Zhang Fan ran behind the car all the way, and as the speed of the car got faster and faster, Zhang Fan followed farther and farther away.

"Hit the devil well! I'm waiting for you..."

Listening to Zhang Fan's last words to me, I couldn't help feeling desolate... She said wait for me?It goes without saying that I understand what this means, but can I?Let's not talk about whether I will come back after this trip, even if I survive, I'm afraid I won't be able to contact her again.

I'm afraid the fate between me and her will end here.

People and things on the battlefield are often like this, coming and going in a hurry... I sat down slowly holding the rifle, and I couldn't tell what it was like.