"Blood debt and blood repayment" eventually became a slogan. The superiors also discussed how to pursue the Vietnamese special forces to eliminate revenge, but the Vietnamese special forces broke into pieces and hid into the deep mountains. The superiors considered it over and over again, thinking that our army was not familiar with the terrain and was not good at jungle combat, so going to the jungle to search for well-trained special forces was tantamount to attacking the other's strengths with their own shortcomings, so they had to give up in the end.

When we returned to the camp, it was already evening.

The soldiers all squatted in front of the tent without saying anything. Some were dejected, some were rubbing guns silently, and some were leaning on their backpacks like dead people in a daze...

I know what happened to the soldiers, but in fact I feel so angry.

Actually, I also know that the decision of the superior is correct. When fighting, it is about strategic goals and interests. We cannot always let the soldiers die in vain for the sake of exhaling their anger. But I feel a little unwilling to accept it.

Isn't this? The total force in Old Street and nearby is nearly one division, but the Vietnamese Japanese reinforcement company troops walked in and took in the artillery battalion in our hearts. What's even more annoying is that we have so many people and so many guns but we can't do anything to them...

Of course, our troops can be said to have achieved some small victories, but this small victory is still far from this big defeat, so this directly affects the morale of the soldiers.

More importantly... For us, most of the soldiers who died were from our company. The company commander was forced to push the ranks, right? As a result, there were only seven people in this ranks who could come back alive. It is said that the ranks were seriously injured... Many of them were recruits who had just added in, and they were sacrificed before their butts were hot.

This will undoubtedly cause a great blow to the recruits. Isn't it? The recruits' eyes are somewhat filled with fear and war-weariness.

I think this is another function of the Vietnamese army's "special operations" - affecting the morale of the enemy.

Of course, there are exceptions among them, Chen Yiyi is one of them. Just as the other soldiers were holding their heads, she was flipping through my backpack like a ok...

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Look for something to eat!" Chen Yiyi took out two compressed biscuits from my backpack and raised them in front of me: "These two pieces belong to me!"

"Where is yours?" I was a little surprised. Didn't the old squad leader just handed out five dollars yesterday?

"It's finished!" Chen Yiyi replied casually.

"Have you finished eating all five?" I looked at Chen Yiyi curiously. Her figure didn't look so good at eating.

"What's so strange about that!" Chen Yiyi's face turned red, and she found a place to eat biscuits in one hand and the kettle in the other.

Later I realized that the Japanese devils were so poor that they couldn't eat enough, and they were trapped in the tunnel and were not well-fed, so Chen Yiyi also hungry for a long time... Once this hungry person has enough food, it would be strange if he doesn't eat too much!

"Squad Leader..." At this time, Xiao Shitou came out of somewhere and came to me slowly and said, "Squad Leader, there is something... I don't know if I should tell you..."

"If you have a fart, please let it go!" I was a little impatient. Today, this incident made me feel uncomfortable.

"That... squad leader!" Xiao Shitou said with some embarrassment: "I have a fellow villager... who works as a guard next to the battalion commander. I heard him say just now... He said that the first platoon leader was seriously injured. His superior originally wanted you to be the platoon leader, but... the company commander refused to let him go, saying that you are too stubborn and do your own thing if you don't listen to your superior's orders!"

"What?!" I didn't react at all, and the soldiers under me stopped agreeing. The scholar stood up and asked, "Xiao Shitou, what you said is true? You heard it right?"

"It's true!" Xiao Shitou raised his hand and said, "My fellow villager Liang Shangxing told me in person, and he also said... He is not worth it for our squad leader. Everyone in the army knows that the squad leader has made contributions!"

"Damn it!" I cursed fiercely. Although I don't care about the platoon leader and the squad leader, this is a life-long life for me, but this makes people feel angry in the back.

The bayonet turned the submachine gun backwards: "Squad leader, we can't just endure this tone. Let's go... Let's go with you to judge the company commander!"

"Yes! Go and ask the company commander to comment!"

"If it doesn't work, let's find the battalion commander! All our class and all the platoons can testify!"

...

"Hey hey..." At this time, Scar came out from somewhere and said, "I said bayonet, is it your first time to join the army or what? Or is it a veteran... We were fighting with the Vietnamese devils just now, so you are going to ask the company commander to judge?"

"There are scholars! Are you the most educated? You have read books to your crotch? You still have to find a battalion commander? If everyone is like you, what else can you fight?"

"And you little stone!" Finally, Scar pointed at Wang Shilei and cursed: "I haven't done a lot of things in my business, and I know the news all day long. Are you a spy in the Japanese spy or what? If the troops are not in chaos, will you feel uncomfortable?"

"I..." Xiao Shitou looked aggrieved.

"Plane leader, it's not their business!" I stood up and said, "If you have any problems, I will solve them with the company commander!"

"Forget it!" Scar patted my shoulder: "Comrades all know your ability, so it's normal for the company commander to be unwilling to accept it... Isn't this? Your soldiers only listen to you and don't take the company commander seriously! How do you ask others to lead the troops? The decision you made in war is right, but the troops also have the rules of the troops. If everyone acts on their own without passing through their superiors like you, then the troops don't know what chaos will be like!"

"I don't want to fight for this platoon leader!" I was still angry: "To be honest, I don't want to be this squad leader. Whoever wants to want to go! But we soldiers are fighting for life. Why does he have a few words of credit for him, and all the mistakes are ours..."

"Shh!" At this time, Scar winked at me and told me not to say anything.

So I noticed that the company commander was returning to the camp with great enthusiasm. Needless to think about it, he must have been praised by his superiors.

My soldiers looked at his smug look and didn't even bother to fight, but they didn't dare to say anything if they had scars, but there was one who didn't believe in evil. This person was Li Zuolong who had never spoken.

When he saw the company commander coming over, he deliberately opened the bayonet of the rifle in his hand. At the stop of the Big Malaysian Golden Knife, he shouted without saying a name: "I don't know why some people are cadres and have no ability, but they know to secretly tinker with villains..."

"Sit down!" Scar cursed angrily.

Li Zuolong looked at me and saw that I was angry, so he sat down with dissatisfaction.

However, the company commander was angry. He snatched it up and asked angrily: "What did you say just now? If anyone has no ability, you will know how to be a villain? If you have the ability to point out your name?"

"I'm talking about you!" At this time, a soldier covered in blood stood up, but what was surprising was that this time it was not my soldiers, but a row of soldiers.

"Yes! You're talking about you!" Another soldier stood up again, and was covered in blood. He opened the bayonet with a horn: "I said to Commander Li, under your command today, our platoon had sacrificed a total of twenty-seven people, and our platoon leader had just sacrificed..."

"Damn it!" The company commander cursed before he could finish his words: "How can one die in a war? You should go to the Japanese devils with a hatred! What's the point of coming to me!"

The company commander's words angered the few remaining soldiers in a row. They stood up one after another and said:

"If you weren't for your blind command, could our platoon suffer such a huge loss?"

"Yes! The second squad leader fought very well, and he killed all the Japanese devils without sacrificing a few people!"

"But there are still people who say that the second squad leader does not obey the order!"

"If we really obey your orders, can we still have a living person?"

...

The last sentence made everyone in the company stand up one by the other.

"What do you want to do?" Although the company commander's eyes showed timidity, he still refused to relax: "I want to rebel, right! Sit down for me... This is an order!"

But the angry soldiers would not listen to his orders, and they all stood and looked at the company commander with wide eyes.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the company commander turned around and wanted to leave... but was stopped by several soldiers.

I don’t know who shouted: “Blow it!”

So the scene suddenly lost control. The soldiers shouted and slapped around them, rushing to punch or kick, but I couldn't react for a long time!

How did this situation develop? It seems that the soldiers were originally dissatisfied with the company commander, and this dissatisfaction became a time bomb over time. My affairs were just a fuse, a fuse that detonated the time bomb in their hearts...

The scene was in chaos for a moment, and it was not until a gunshot came that all the soldiers stopped.

"Stop it all!" Scar was the one who shot. He held up his pistol and shouted fiercely to the soldiers who were attacking: "Is there any organizational discipline? I'm going to attack the company commander... I'm so capable! I know what I'm doing? Whoever takes action will kill him!"

No one doubts Scar's words because everyone knows that he does what he says.

What's more, this matter is not big or big.

To put it in the small, that is fighting, to put it in the big picture...that is a mutiny! Scar has every reason to shoot.

"What's going on?" At this time, the battalion commander rushed over with a team of soldiers. He shouted at us with an extremely ugly expression: "Say it! Why is no one talking?"

No one dares to speak because everyone knows... this can be a big deal!
Chapter completed!