Zhang Zhuo is my father's old comrade-in-arms. After he retired, he still behaved like a soldier, acted resolutely, and kept his word. Although he was unsmiling, he was still deeply loved by my father and me. Therefore, the three of us often drank and chatted together.

The topics are mostly military and national affairs, the ups and downs of history,

It's rare to get involved in some trivial matters in life. I came to my house and planned to ask my father to have a drink with me. My family happened to be attending a distant relative's wedding banquet that day and we couldn't accompany them. I didn't want to offend Uncle Zhang's kindness, so I asked my parents to attend.

At the wedding banquet, I will stay and drink with Uncle Zhang.

Not far from my home, there is a stewed vegetable restaurant. I went there to buy some of Uncle Zhang Zhuo’s favorite pork head meat and chicken feet. The two of us drank. When we were done drinking, Uncle Zhang Zhuo said to me.

: "Niece, would you like another bottle?" I was a little drunk, so I quickly said that I was going to die soon.

, Uncle Zhang Zhuo feigned anger and said: "You father and son are both virtuous. They always hold back when doing things and drinking. They are not happy at all. It's my uncle's decision today. Let's drink another bottle." After that, he didn't wait for me.

Agreeing, I opened another bottle of Jiannan Chun. I couldn't stop it.

I could only grab the wine, fill it up for Uncle Zhang, and pour a little for myself to drink with him. Uncle Zhang Zhuo didn't mind, and said with a smile: "Niece, I heard that you are writing weird stories recently?"

Nodding. Uncle Zhang took a sip of Jian Nanchun and said: "Uncle Zhang gives it to you.

Tell me about a strange thing that happened to me when I was a soldier. Do you want to listen?" I nodded quickly and said, "I want to hear it." After finishing speaking, I quickly toasted Uncle Zhang Zhuo with a glass of wine.

Uncle Zhang Zhuo drank a glass of wine, took a bite of pork head, and then recalled that past event...

The self-defense counterattack against Vietnam that began in 1979 was successful in terms of macro strategy, but in some specific battles, it still suffered repeated defeats and heavy casualties. In the final analysis, it was due to the spread of the special period of ten years and the lack of military personnel at that time.

Caused by the disorder of command in the military rank system.

Your father and I are both engineering troops. The border between China and Vietnam is mostly covered with mountains and forests. Opening up wasteland and roads is the primary task of our engineering troops. I remember clearly that it was the early spring of 1984. In order to cooperate with the 40th Division of the 14th Army of the Kunming Military Region,

The 41st Division and the 31st Division of the 11th Army launched a counterattack against Laoshan, Zheyinshan, and Balihedongshan. Your father's and I's squad was arranged to go to Zheyinshan to explore the terrain.

It is located on the edge of Yangwan District in Yunnan Province, my country. It has a karst landform with few roads and deep ravines. The mountains are steep and the temperature difference between morning and evening changes greatly. If you are unlucky and encounter a rainy day, the visibility can only be a few meters. It can be said that at that time, I and your father the worst

Everything happened. Early spring happened to be the rainy season, and it rained continuously, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable while marching. Your father was weak and fell down from exhaustion not long after walking. In order not to delay the march, the squad leader asked him to

I am left to take care of your father.

When I saw that the rain was heavy, I took your father to take shelter from the rain. After we came under a big banyan tree, I took out some dry food and gave it to your father. At that time, your father had a high fever and kept talking nonsense there. Give him

I can't eat dry food at all.

Just when I was worried about your father, there was a loud thunder in the sky, waking up your father who was originally sleeping. I only heard your father murmuring: "Gouzi (Uncle Zhang Zhuo's nickname), go and save him quickly."

People." I looked at the endless mountains and forests, washed by the rain.

It was completely white. Where can we save people? Maybe your father was talking nonsense over there again, so he didn’t take it seriously. Suddenly, your father stood up and said to me fiercely: "Gouzi,

Why don't you save people when I ask you to? We are soldiers, how can we see death?

No help?" I was suddenly awakened by your father and was so frightened that I couldn't move. When your father saw that I was dumbfounded, he quickly slapped my ear and said, "Young man, why are you still standing there?

"I was also angry about your father's groundless accusations, so I rushed

Then he retorted: "In these deep mountains and old forests, there are not even ghosts. Where can we save people?" Without saying a word, your father shouldered his backpack, picked up the engineer's shovel and said to me as he walked: "People are calling for help."

You shouted so obviously and you pretended not to hear me, then you follow me."

I saw that your father seemed to have changed into a different person, from a sick cat to a powerful and healthy man. I was very puzzled. Seeing your father muttering about going to save people, I couldn't lag behind, so I

Followed.

After walking about twenty meters, your father took me to a small mound. Your father looked at me with a hesitant look on his face and said, "What are we doing here?"

Collapsed to the ground. I was stared at

The scene before made Monk Zhang Er confused and confused. After regaining consciousness, I quickly dragged your father to find a place to take shelter from the rain. Just by dragging, I dragged away some wet soil from the small mound.

A hand appeared.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely be shocked by this scene, but for us signal soldiers who are engineers and soldiers, it seems a bit accustomed to it! How can I put it? When we are building bridges and paving roads, we often dig up corpses and rotting corpses.

And so on, which is more or less not surprising.

Although I wasn't scared, I still needed to deal with it, so I quickly placed your father under a big tree, and then slowly opened up the small mound...

It was a female corpse. Based on my many years of experience as a soldier, I can tell that she must have died not long ago. I searched her whole body and found no other identification except for a small oil bag.

The things wrapped in oil bags must be afraid of water. It was raining heavily at that time, so I didn't open the oil bag immediately for fear of being damaged by the rain. I hurriedly buried the female body and returned to your father's side.

Your father was basically unconscious at the time, so I carried him back to the army base camp and asked for treatment. In that spare time, I opened the oil bag.

What was inside the oil package surprised me. It turned out to be a letter written in Vietnamese. Although I don’t understand Vietnamese, the majority of the people in the barracks are Yunnan soldiers. It shouldn’t be difficult to find someone who can speak Vietnamese.

, my monitor knows better

Nan Yu, I originally wanted to wait until he came back to ask him, but I was really curious, so I asked a comrade who I had a good relationship with to help translate. When the comrade saw it, his face was ashen, and he quickly took me there.

Met the company commander of our company.

The company commander should also understand Vietnamese. After reading the Vietnamese letter, he asked me where I got it from. I told the story exactly. The company commander felt that the situation was serious and quickly asked the signal corps to contact my squad and cancel it immediately.

We were on a mission to explore the terrain in Yin Mountain. However, the signal troops could not contact our squad. The company commander estimated that our squad was in danger and quickly sent out a reconnaissance squad to search and rescue our squad.

It was only later that I learned that everyone in my squad except me and your father died. After confirming everything, the company commander told me that the contents of the letter were the marching movements of our army, and that the female body should be a Vietnamese spy.

I was puzzled by at least two things about this matter: First, why did your father suddenly wake up when he was unconscious and threatened to ask me to save people? Second, I found the letter from the female spy. Obviously

The letter has not yet been sent, so how did the Vietnamese know about our military movements, and ended up with the tragic result that almost all of our squadron was killed?

Later, when your father recovered, I told your father all this and the doubts in my heart. I asked him at that time why he suddenly woke up at that moment and shouted that I wanted to save people? I would have

I thought your father would give me a satisfactory answer, but in the end, your father just said to me in a daze.

, saying that he was not unconscious at the time, but was exploring with the squad leader and others. As a result, he was ambushed by the Vietnamese army and suffered heavy casualties. Your father also said at the time that he saw me hiding aside and ignored the whole class who was ambushed.

He ignored me, so he yelled at me to save people. Seeing that I didn't respond, he ran over and slapped me on the ear.

Regarding your father's answer, I can say that I couldn't laugh or cry, and it made me feel like a deserter. Your father was still a little bit reluctant to me, and kept blaming me for not saving me. Of course I couldn't stand such anger, so

Take your father to the scene of the incident and tell him where to take shelter from the rain and where to bury the body?

Your father saw the buried female body and the company commander's certificate at the scene, so he believed me with some doubts. The two of us drank almost all of it. I saw that he was still unsatisfied, so he took out the Wuliangye that my father had collected for many years.

When Uncle Zhang Zhuo saw it, he was happy for a while and said that my father was "buried" very deep. I agreed while filling Uncle Zhang Zhuo's mouth.

"Uncle Zhang, my father also told me the story you told me, but the process was a little different?" I clinked a glass with Uncle Zhang Zhuo, took a sip and said:

"Huh? What did your father tell you?" Uncle Zhang Zhuo said while drinking the wine he had just finished with me:

"Uncle Zhang, is there any shortcoming in the story you told?" I said:

"Not enough? Where is the deficiency?" Uncle Zhang Zhuo asked:

"Uncle Zhang, do you know how the female spy died?" I said:

Uncle Zhang Zhuo shook his head and said, "I really don't know yet. My nephew, what can you tell me?"
Chapter completed!