War Military: From 1978

Chapter 115: Confession before the war, go to war!

"Comrades, do you want a medal?"

On the morning of the 16th, the entire regiment assembled and the deputy political commissar of the division came to hold a mobilization meeting for everyone.

Now he shouted.

Instantly, there was a warm response from below.

"miss you!"

"Haha, okay, let's think of it, and hang the medal on the enemy's position!

Comrades, as long as you rush forward and destroy the enemies you see, you will get the medals that belong to you! "

The deputy division commander laughed out loud, but Chu An, who was standing next to the reconnaissance platoon, showed no emotion.

Is it really that easy to get a military medal?

Do you really think the Vietnamese devils are from the Netherworld?
Having exchanged fire with the Vietnamese devils twice, Chu An clearly realized that these Vietnamese devils were also well-trained. In addition, this time we were on the offensive while the enemy had the advantage of terrain and had built various defensive fortifications, bunkers and firepower networks in advance.

The medal of honor is indeed hanging on the opposite position, but if you want to get it, you have to pave a road with blood.

However, this is just Chu An's perception. For many commanders and fighters of our army now, they have a sense of contempt for the Vietnamese devils from the bottom of their hearts.

Even in our internal military meetings, the highest level of comparison between the Vietnamese devils and the former Bald Army was achieved.

The master beating the apprentice is just a matter of course, and because of this, the battle plan is now arranged very boldly.

Of course, Chu An is not clear about the specific battle plan now.

He never studied this war in detail in his later life, and at the time he was just a platoon leader, the lowest level among cadres. How could he know the specific combat plan?

After more than half an hour, the mobilization meeting was over and all units of the regiment returned to the bases arranged by their battalions and companies.

Shortly after Chu An and others returned, the former deputy division commander, the deputy division commander stationed in the regiment, and the regiment commander came together.

"You must be Comrade Chu An!"

The deputy division commander came to Chu An and patted Chu An on the shoulder with a smile!

"Yes! Chief!" Chu An responded loudly.

"Well! Not bad, very energetic, tall, and strong!" He checked the physical condition of the cow as if he was buying it in the market.

He looked at Chu An's body shape, pinched Chu An's arm, and touched Chu An's chest muscles.

"No wonder he was able to single-handedly snatch the telescope from the commander of the enemy when surrounded by a hundred of them.

Not bad, really good. This time, I hope you can maintain this momentum, work hard to kill the enemy, and strive to achieve greater merits. Do you have confidence?"

"Yes!" Chu An answered loudly, but in fact, Chu An didn't want to answer him.

He is definitely not the same as when he was just reborn, when he was timid about heading directly to the front line.

After nearly a year of military service, what he saw and heard on the border line aroused the blood of his family.

Now, he no longer lacks the courage to fight the enemy. After several front-line reconnaissances and walking on the edge of life and death, he has become much more indifferent to life and death.

However, he has the courage to fight the enemy, but Chu An also doesn't want to play with his life just for the sake of military merit.

Still maintaining that momentum and achieving greater achievements?
Is this something that can be said lightly?

His situation at that time was that the enemy was holding sticks and had their guns behind their backs.

Now, when going to the battlefield, the enemies all hold automatic weapons with bullets loaded and the safety on.

In this situation, if he dared to jump into a pile of hundreds of enemies, he would definitely be turned into a sieve.

Of course, there is no need to say such words. Just agree on the surface. What to do on the battlefield is up to you.

As long as you don't get carried away, it's fine.

The deputy division commander in front of him did not stand in front of Chu An all the time. After encouraging Chu An, he walked towards the other people in the queue.

I asked everyone's name one by one, where they were from, and said some words to boost their morale.

The regiment commander spoke: “Comrades, you will set out on your mission tonight, so go back now and make the best preparations.

If you want to write a letter, write it. If you want to rest, take a good rest. But from now on, you are not allowed to leave this camp.

If you need anything, tell your platoon leader and let your platoon leader notify your company commander to prepare it for you!
In the evening, I will come and send you off to battle!"

The regiment commander announced the accurate order for everyone to go to the battle.

Immediately, Chu An turned his head and saw that some soldiers subconsciously clenched their fists.

Everyone had actually been waiting for this day for a long time and had been nervous about it for a long time.

Before, even though we knew we were going to fight, no one knew the exact time of departure.

And now, it's certain.

Immediately, the team disbanded. After the leader and his men left, Chu An led his men back to their respective tents.

He visited the other three classes.

Remind everyone to pack up and put away written suicide notes and the like.

The letters that I wanted to send out would be submitted together after they were finished, and he would also send them up together. After finishing, Chu An returned to the dormitory of Class 1.

His suicide note was already written, but he didn't want to write his last letter before going to the battlefield.

Writing it makes my family worry.

If I can come back alive, it won’t be too late to write the sequel.

If I can't come back, then the suicide note I've written is enough.

"Old Chu, why are you lying there? Why don't you write a letter home? That girl from last time is still waiting for your reply!"

Li Guoping sat down next to Chu An casually, and without calling him platoon leader, he just called him Old Chu.

Chu An rolled his eyes at him, then said unhappily, "Are you going to send out that tragic love letter today?"

The two spoke their native dialect, but in the current class, there were four fellow villagers.

Two artillery scouts, one Li Guoping and one Chu An.

"Haha, he dares nothing!" Sun Dajiang continued with a smile: "Just now, when you were not here, he was still struggling!

He also pulled out a few pieces of grass and tried to figure out whether they were odd or even. He said the odd ones would be sent out and the even ones would be kept. But when he finally got the odd one, he kept grumbling for a long time.

I think! I’ll mail the letter later, and this one should be kept as a safekeeping!”

"Haha! You are such a coward!" Chu An laughed.

This guy has a crush on a girl from his hometown, but he didn't dare to confess his feelings even after joining the army. After the last expansion of combat readiness, this guy said he wanted to write a love letter and asked Chu An to teach him how to write it, but in the end he finished writing it and hasn't sent it out yet.

His previous excuse was that the letter was very tragic and he would have to wait until he was about to go to the battlefield before sending it.

And today, that time has clearly come.

"Bullshit, what are you laughing at? I will definitely mail it out today! You guys can do it." Seeing that everyone was still laughing, he reached out and took out an envelope from his pocket: "Here, Lao Chu, I'll give it to you directly. Please help me mail it out later!"

"Really? Wasn't it sent home?" Chu An smiled and flipped through it.

Well, it seems to be true!

"Yeah, huh, who has no courage, where are yours?
Come on, take them all out!"

Li Guoping pounced directly on the others.

The soldiers in the class are generally young. This was when the class was first formed as an artillery reconnaissance team. The first thing they had to do was select new recruits, and the second was to select people based on their math scores.

Those who have been in the army for too long have basically returned all their math skills to the teacher.

So naturally, the first squad didn’t get any of the letters of “letting go” that the front line had received before, because they basically had no real partners to talk to.

However, this age group is the most interested in the opposite sex, so almost everyone has a secret crush.

Li Guoping said that he would write a tragic confession letter to his secret crush before going to the battlefield. Under his encouragement, three students in the class chose to follow his example.

"Come here, platoon leader, it's mine!"

"Here, mine is here!" They were not as awkward as Li Guoping, and each of them handed over the letters they had written long ago very frankly.

"Haha! Okay, I'll hand them all over to you later!" Chu An smiled.

This is the last love letter before going to the battlefield. This may be the romance they can only have now!

I just don't know if there will be any response to these letters after the war is over, and whether there will be any good results.

In the afternoon, the entire platoon was ready to go.

Everyone took a final look at their equipment, gear, and supplies.

Chu An still brought a small steel cannon with the base and sight removed.

He was in good physical condition, so carrying an extra six-kilogram cannon barrel wouldn't be a big deal, but if he didn't carry it, Chu An would always feel uneasy.

In fact, others also suggested that he bring it.

The scouts move lightly, and if the entire platoon does not carry small cannons, the greatest firepower they have is rifle grenades and three light machine guns.

With this amount of firepower, if they were to be besieged, like the last time they captured prisoners, and if they didn't have the small cannon to knock out the enemy's mortar, their casualties would probably be more than that.

Time passes slowly.

After dinner, all the personnel were fully armed and in place, and everyone was waiting quietly in the tent.

There was no communication, no more joking.

This is the last tranquility before the war, and everyone is immersed in their own inner world.

Chu An didn’t know what they were thinking, but Chu An himself was reviewing everything in his two lives.

Dreams intertwine until twelve o'clock.

On time, the regiment commander and chief of staff arrived.

"Comrades, the time has come for the motherland and the people to test us!"

(End of this chapter)