How far can a person or a group of people be from death in jungle war? If someone asks Wu Fangge this at this time, then his answer is five or six steps, or closer
This is a trap, with side firepower, mines, tripwire grenades, daggers tied to rattans, and of course, there are snipers who are lying on the tree. If He Jian had not sensed the danger in advance and Wu Fangge could fire first, the four of them would have fallen into the Vietnamese preset fire network, and no one would have survived.
After a fire attack, the Vietnamese evacuated two snipers and were killed by Wu Fangge. The other wanted to use a backpack belt to be a flying man. They were also shot down by a madman at one point. Only the crow was a little unlucky. When looking for a hidden place, they stepped on a mine.
This is a thunderbolt. It's okay when people step on it, but when they raise their feet, they'll make a sound.
Demining mines is Wu Fangge's job. Although all the scouts are versatile, Wu Fangge is a professional engineer. He first used a dagger to dig off the floating soil around the mine, exposing part of the mine to study the mine model, and finally positioned the position of the security bolt. Fortunately, this type of anti-infantry mine can temporarily ensure that it does not explode if it is inserted again in the security bolt.
He Jian, who was in charge of the alert not far away, was a little anxious and asked: "Singing? How about it?"
Wu Fangge said: "It's not difficult, just insert the safety bolt."
It was easy to say, but the security plug had already bounced away, and there were weeds everywhere. Where can I find it? Wu Fangge was thinking about looking for a replacement, and suddenly he felt a hard slender strip in his pocket outside his shirt pocket. It was a hairpin Wei Yan's hairpin that was "snatched" from her head when she was playing with Wei Yan last night.
Wu Fangge felt ache in his heart and was seen by the crow
"If it's not possible, you go first. I'll wait for them to come here. There are many people, so there should be a way." said the crow.
"It's okay, I'm looking for it." Wu Fangge said, taking out the black hairpin from his shirt pocket, straightening it and acting as a safety plug
After all, it is a substitute, and it can only be separated by the feeling of separating the steel balls inside. He Jian was a little anxious. After all, once he left the contact, he had to spend a lot of energy to "stick" again. However, he also knew that some things could not be urged, so he only looked back and did not say anything.
Finally, Wu Fangge felt the invisible steel ball beating. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the crow, "Okay, now, you slowly lift your feet."
The crow nodded and said, "Well, you go away first and I will lift it."
Wu Fangge said: "You can just carry it. I am an engineer. If I don't even feel confident in myself, how can I let others believe it?"
The crow smiled and said, "Okay, the infantry thunder is not very powerful anyway, so we have a companion when we are hospitalized."
Wu Fangge said: "You are a crow's mouth, and it's true that you are well-known."
The crow raised her feet carefully. Although her heart was hanging in her throat, nothing happened in the end. It was quiet all around her, and there was no other sound except for insects and birds singing.
The crow breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You are really good."
Wu Fangge always felt at ease and said to the crow: "We should stay away from this plague god."
So the two of them came over to meet He Jian and looked at them, saying, "We have to catch up and stick together immediately. They lost two more people, and there are not many people who can fight. Let's do our best to destroy them."
Wu Fangge nodded and said to the madman: "You inform the minefield behind..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a 'boom' sound, and all four of them fell down. When he looked back, he saw that the smoke was the place where the crow touched the thunder just now. It must be that the temporary pin safety pin had expired.
The crow stuck out his tongue and said, "It's really hanging."
The madman said to Wu Fangge: "I have informed the news from the back."
He Jian said: "Then let's go"
A new round of pursuit has begun
The pursuers were very strong, and the escapees also had sharp teeth ambushing and counterattacking. All the means that the mechanism could use were used. But these four powerful pursuers seemed to be favored by the god of war. They saw through one trap after another, stayed up and didn't eat, at most they just drank a few sips of water. They chased for a whole day and night, and finally caught the Vietnamese agent team.
The captain of the Vietnamese military agent is also an experienced old agent, and he is a Chinese agent. He brought his remaining four or five troops down to a highway and hit a company heading towards the front line to rest and change defenses. So he used a plan to use the company to use the company as his own cover. He claimed to be a scout of a certain unit and was chasing and annihilated a Vietnamese agent (the thief shouted to catch the thief). His fluent Yunnan dialect and ragged Chinese military uniforms, and a pack of authentic jade cigarettes in his pocket almost blinded the company commander.
However, I don’t know it was the will of heaven. There was a platoon leader in the company who had just graduated from the military academy. He was directed to the military academy by the front-line troops and had rich combat experience. He saw the flaws from the Vietnamese sandals of the "Chinese Scouts" in this team, and then discovered many details. So he quietly told the company commander about his discovery.
Although the infantry company commander had no practical experience, he was very talented behind the general. He was not busy. He first sent a squad, led by the platoon leader, took a kettle, pretending to be a water supply for the entire company, quietly selected the ambush location, and then notified the platoon leaders to gather a platoon of machine gunners and special shooters, and secretly formulated a combat plan and shooting circle.
When the Vietnamese special agent captain was glad to escape from the sky again, he suddenly heard a Chinese-sounding saying "Nuokong Songye!" (without killing the gun), he almost instinctively grabbed the gun and shot it, but unexpectedly he immediately fell into the fire net of the infantry company and was knocked down in less than 20 seconds.
In fact, not to mention Vietnamese, even most of the brothers in the infantry company did not understand what was going on until the end of the battle.
When four ghostly guys emerged from the jungle behind him, the infantry who were stimulated by the battle almost killed the four people. Thanks to He Jian's utterance of pure Northeast dialect, he saved them.
This infantry company was very lucky. He made great contributions before he changed defenses. The deeds of He Jian and others were widely circulated. In official terms, it was: it carried forward the glorious tradition of continuous combat in our army, and finally, with the cooperation of the brother companies, the Vietnamese special forces were wiped out. But for them, this victory did not bring them any joy or honor. In the previous battles, they lost many comrades and friends who had been with him day and night. For Wu Fangge, he also lost his lover and relatives. The pain in his heart is understandable by no outsiders.
Back at the camp, I was just about to catch the camp preparing for the brothers who died. When the fat goose knew about Wei Yan, he sent a car to take Wu Fangge to the field hospital to attend Wei Yan's memorial service. He was told that Wei Yan's memorial service would be one or two days later. Because he had to wait for Wei Yan's ex-husband and daughter to come. Because everyone knew about Wu Fangge and Wei Yan's special relationship, he arranged for him to rest in Wei Yan's dormitory before his death. After these two days of tossing, even old scouts like He Jian and Crow just struggled to support him. However, Wu Fangge fell head-on on Wei Yan's camp bed because of serious physical overdrawing. He fell asleep.
It can't be considered completely asleep. After experiencing so many things in two days, how could it be that I could fall asleep peacefully all of a sudden? It was just half-dream and half-awake, and I could even hear conversations from others outside the tent in a daze.
Wei Yan's body fragrance was still on the marching bed, but the master had passed away. Wu Fangge, who was reborn, obtained military industry, which provided him with strong capital to find a job after he was discharged from the army. However, he felt that he had passed away far more than he got. Everything was a cloud, and only a plain and fulfilling life was happiness.
Half-wake-up, Wei Yan seemed to be back to him. She smiled and sat by the bed, gently caressing his shallow short stubble, Wu Fangge grabbed her hand and said, "I thought I would never see you again, they said you are dead."
Wei Yan flicked his index finger on his lips and said, "My little fool, which eye did you see that I was dead?"
Wu Fangge said: "But I saw you were injured."
Wei Yan said angrily: "That little wound can kill me. They deliberately scared you. I am a military doctor. Can the military doctor be afraid of these minor injuries?"
Wu Fangge's joy filled his whole body. He tried to embrace his lover again, but he didn't have any strength. Wei Yan seemed to be pushing and picking him half-heartedly. He begged, and he grabbed Wei Yan's hand tightly. Finally, Wei Yan's warm body collapsed in his arms, allowing him to act recklessly, and she was slightly different from Wei Yan's usual. Her waist was thicker than before, but her chest was much stronger, but it didn't matter, as long as you were by my side, it would be fine.
After sleeping until his waist and limbs were sore, Wu Fangge opened his tired eyes. The sound of sorrow and music from afar brought Wu Fangge back to reality. Wei Yan had really gone because he heard the sound of sorrow and music accompanied by a low voice chanting the eulogy: "Comrade Wei Yan, born..."
Wu Fangge turned over and got up, and found that half of the pillow was wet. When he recalled, he must have cried in a dream.
Although he arrived late, he could not be more powerful. His situation at that time should be very bad. Wu Fangge, a little nurse guarding the door of the auditorium, recognized that he was the one who was scared to tears by the scouts two days ago. He handed him a white flower. He smiled gratefully at the little nurse. The smile must be even worse than crying, because the little nurse avoided his eyes and turned her head to Wu Fangge also noticed that her eyes were also a little red and swollen. This is Wei Yan's charm. No matter where she goes, she can get the love of her comrades.
Wu Fangge stood at the end of the crowd, and someone whispered a few words occasionally, which made him notice that there was a man in a suit, holding a little girl of four or five years old. He should be Wei Yan's ex-husband and her daughter. It was still a bit of friendship to take her daughter to see her off on her last journey.