War Military: From 1978

Chapter 187 The temptation of special merit!

"Cough cough~"

"Hurry up! Bring two more hair dryers over!"

Thick smoke billowed from the passages inside the base.

The Vietnamese devils used a hair dryer, but no matter how hard they blew into the passage, the thick smoke still poured into the base.

"Battalion Commander, this won't work! Why don't we just blow up the passage!" A Vietnamese devil covered his nose and spoke to the major who had just been given a death order by the general.

"No, hold on!" The battalion commander wiped away the tears that were caused by the smoke and spoke.

Doesn't he want to blow up the passage?
He had actually thought about it a long time ago.

What are they fighting for? The Flower-Growing Soldiers on the opposite side were able to silently wipe out most of the company in the cave outside. Even if they are only guarding this passage now, they still feel uneasy.

But the general won’t allow it!

But the general had given a death order before.

At the same time, several scouts were still working in the passage. After the Yue devils handed over their blood-stained clothes wrapped with hay and firewood, Chu An held his breath, moved a piece of clothes that was blocking the entrance and stuffed it in.

It can be seen that as soon as Chu An moved away the piece of clothes blocking the hole, thick smoke immediately rushed out from below.

But Chu An acted quickly. One by one, he threw in several bundles of hay and firewood wrapped in clothes and blocked the hole again.

Yes, the Vietnamese devils could blow air, but the entrances to the caves were blocked, and the smoke in the passage inside could not get through no matter how hard they blew.

However, this is all we can do for now.

It is impossible for Chu An and the others to just kill from here.

The other side kept firing into the passage, and the steel door was constantly clanging from the bullets. Jumping down at this time would be a waste of life.

"Pah! Damn it! This smells disgusting!"

After Chu An blocked the entrance of the cave, he ran out of the passage with a foul smell of smoke on his body.

At first glance, the bodies of the Vietnamese devils in the cave had basically been stripped of their clothes, but now Chu An just glanced at them and didn't look at them anymore.

This was his idea in the first place.

Song Aimin came over and said, "What should we do? The other side is heavily guarded and bullets are constantly flying. We can't get through at all!"

Chu An was also a little helpless. Who knew that the Vietnamese devils would install such a thick door in the passage.

And it can only be opened from the inside, which is really weird. The noise and time of the door explosion had already made people inside on guard. Even if Chu An couldn't see the opposite side, he could guess that there must be countless guns pointing at the passage on the other side.

"Wait, there's nothing we can do!"

"Captain, how about I go down and give it a try?

I should be able to go down this hole and smoke them for a while. It would be best if I could water the firewood a little more to create more black smoke. Then I can jump down and crawl over on my own!"

Someone took the initiative to speak.

Chu An looked over and saw a scout who was about 1.6 meters tall but thin.

Song Aimin frowned, as if he was really considering it.

The soldier spoke again: "I have a pack of explosives. They must have defenses at the cave entrance, but if I throw the pack of explosives over there, maybe I can blow up their defenses."

This guy looked very serious, but Chu An interrupted him hastily: "Don't mess around, this is no different from committing suicide!"

Chu An wanted to break in and fight with the Vietnamese devil general inside more than anyone else.

But it's okay to think about it, but it's impossible to really do it.

He knew with his toes that there must be heavy troops on the other side of the passage.

Still lying on the ground and smoking?
What do you think?
This isn't a movie, there's no such thing as a smoke-free environment.

Look at the bullets coming into the passage from the opposite side.

Forget about running out with a bomb on your back and throwing it away.

If you jump out of that hole and don't get shot and killed on the spot, you'll be considered a screw-up.

According to the sentry, the other side of the passage is about 20 to 30 meters away.

In this narrow passage, the Vietnamese devils kept shooting at it. If you wanted to crawl twenty or thirty meters through, you had to be incredibly strong to avoid being shot to death.

"I'm not afraid of death. For the sake of victory, I have long been ready to sacrifice myself at any time!" The soldier looked at Chu An and spoke seriously.

“.” Chu An was speechless.

What made Chu An speechless was Song Aimin beside him: "Okay, but you don't go down. I'll go down first. If I sacrifice myself, you guys can come up later!"

"Captain Song!" Chu An couldn't help but call him.

To be honest, Chu An knew that our army was not afraid of death in fighting these days.

But you don’t have to do this even if you’re not afraid of death!

This is not fearlessness of death, this is seeking death.

"Deputy Captain Chu, we can't be stuck here forever. Just getting some cigarettes won't do any harm.

And the enemy general is likely inside.

What if we don't charge in and he runs away?" Song Aimin said with a serious expression.

Judging from his expression, Chu An really didn't show any fear at all.

"No, Captain, I'll go first. You can't go down first!"

"Captain, I can go down there too. I'm in good shape for that cave entrance!"

"Captain, let's go first, don't rush!"

At this moment, Chu An was really a little numb.

He quickly raised his hand to stop them: "Stop, stop!"

Chu An stopped them and said, "Stop arguing! This is not the way to fight a war!"

Chu An admired their courage, but even if he had the courage, he could not die like this.

Chu An did not deny that there might be a slight chance of success.

If they are lucky and the bullets fired by the Vietnamese into the hole do not kill them directly, they may have a chance to throw out the explosives.

But what should we do?
A bomb certainly won't solve the problem.

Even if there is only one person left on the opposite side, he can block the passage with bullets with just a gun.

This is useless work, the true courage of a reckless man.

"If we don't fight like this, then are we just going to sit there and waste time?" A scout asked Chu An directly.

Chu An looked over and said unhappily: "It's better to waste time than to die in vain!"

After saying that, Chu An didn't look at him, but looked at Song Aimin: "Captain Song, the sacrifice must be valuable, don't get carried away!"

After a pause, Chu An continued, "We are not the ones who are anxious now. There are only tunnels leading to Gao P and the other three high grounds. We have assigned tasks in advance. If we can attack, we will attack. If we can't attack, we must defend the cave.

As long as we block this place and Gao P takes over, these Yue devils will be trapped. When the main force arrives, we will definitely find a way to kill them!"

Chu An didn't know why they were so brave. Maybe the generals below stimulated them.

After all, if they could really break in and capture the general, perhaps the special merit that was cancelled in 1955 could be awarded again.

But dreams are good, but they are not realistic.

"We should give it a try, right?" I, the soldier who first made the suggestion, was still unwilling to give in.

Chu An immediately looked at him and said, "There's no need to use human explosive packs. We have rifle grenades, a rocket launcher, and a grenade launcher. Use these, burn them for a while, and then we can use these to try a few shots at the opposite side from the cave entrance!"

"Okay! That's it!" Song Aimin nodded.

He was indeed a little drunk just now, or rather, for soldiers of their generation, sacrifice was really nothing.

Everything is for victory, everything is for results.

If sacrificing themselves can achieve a great victory, they will do it without hesitation.

This is not to say that they are stupid, but this has been the blood of soldiers since the Anti-Japanese War.

The spirit of the martyrs who sacrificed their lives bravely has always been circulated in the army and has always inspired everyone.

They did not live the kind of stable and prosperous life that Chu An's descendants had, nor did they have the ability to sit at home and see the world with a mobile phone, and receive and experience the scenery and cultural history of the world.

In those poor times, what we knew every day was that as soldiers, being able to have enough food to eat was already a gift from the country.

Now the country needs it, so sacrifice must be made.

Becoming a hero is what everyone wishes for.

(End of this chapter)