Veteran never die

Chapter 185 Action 403
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I woke up early the next day, rented a tricycle, and rushed from Quyang, a hundred miles away, to Wanxian Railway Station.

Why?Are they relatives?
No.

When the reconnaissance company that this soldier belonged to was stationed in Quyang area for training, they lived in this uncle's house.

The uncle's son goes out to work all year round, and the soldier cares and takes care of him like his own son.

Carrying water, chopping firewood, cooking, and cutting hair, all of us soldiers can do it.

The uncle's one-year-old grandson had a malignant tumor, and he had no money to treat the disease. In this critical situation, he drove the little grandson to the hospital in Baoshi himself, and pooled some money with his comrades to pay for the hospitalization fee. The deposit saved the life of the little grandson.

The uncle arrived when the soldiers were about to board the car.

The uncle held his hand tightly and said: "My child, we will never forget your kindness to me and my family. On behalf of the whole family, I wish you many victories and you must come back safely. The front line is dangerous and the conditions are poor, so we must pay attention to safety!"

Obviously, the uncle regards him as his own son, and it is inevitable that he will be exhorted.

The soldier smiled: "Master, you should also pay more attention to your health. When I come back, I will go to your house to fetch water, firewood, cook, and cut your hair."

"Okay, okay." The uncle nodded repeatedly.

As the No. 001 commentator, Wang Liang watched the performance of the actors on the stage, feeling very uncomfortable.

Looking at those veterans who participated in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, tears have begun to roll in their eyes.

Veterans, you probably already know who that 'he' is.

Time flies, and it is December 25, [-].

The 114th Division's Reconnaissance Brigade Special Reconnaissance 4th Company Headquarters held a combat meeting.

On the stage, there is an original presentation.

"According to intelligence agencies, the enemy stationed in Daheishan has about a squadron of troops. Every day around 100:[-] a.m., an enemy soldier will go to a pool [-] meters away from their position to fetch water. The on-site investigation has ended, and we are determined to An ambush operation is going to be carried out. Hirayama, please come and introduce the situation you have detected and the mission arrangement.”

"Yes, Captain."

Pingshan, whose full name is Fu Pingshan, is the prototype of Chief of Staff Fang Jun in "Special Forces".

It was also the soldier who bid farewell to his wife and uncle at Wanxian Railway Station in Hebei Province three months ago.

Fu Pingshan: "The command team consists of Deputy Captain Li and two guards, the fire team, Zhang Yuzhu, Su Lue, Liu Yufeng, and Wang Aiqing's response team, Du Wei, Wang Jianliang, and Yuan Jianmin. I am in charge of the capture team."

First of all, Fu Pingshan carried out personnel formation, the capture team, the command team, the firepower team, and the response team, with a clear division of labor.

As an investigative staff officer, this is his specialty and specialty.

The combatants are determined, the battle formation is completed, the task division of each group is clarified, the fighting methods are studied, and various plans are formulated.

It was already late at night after the combat meeting. Fu Pingshan returned to his tent and asked the guards to call Li Shouming, the cooking squad leader.

Li Shouming: "Chief, are you looking for me?"

"Squad Leader Li, what day will it be in a few days, do you remember?" Fu Pingshan asked with a smile.

"In a few days, it will be New Year's Day in a few days." Li Shouming scratched his head, thought for a while, and soon entered [-].

Fu Pingshan shook his head, smiled without saying a word, dragged out a cardboard box from under his camp bed, and put it in front of Li Shouming.

"Chief, what is this?" Li Shouming was at a loss.

"Open it and have a look." Fu Pingshan said.

"Eh."

With doubts, Li Shouming, the cooking squad leader, opened the carton, and saw that there were canned meat and malted milk, all of which were nutritional products.

What is malted milk?
It has been obliterated by the long river of time like the names of martyrs.

Malted Milk Extract was born in the 30s. It is an instant milk-containing beverage made from milk powder, condensed milk, wheat bran, and cocoa powder, with egg powder, cream, vitamins and other ingredients added, and vacuum or spray-dried.

In the past, they were given to each other as precious gifts.

In the 80s, malted milk was still a luxury drink among ordinary people, and the price was not affordable.

It is not a daily consumable that ordinary people can afford.

"Squad leader Li, how did you become a husband? My wife is about to give birth to a baby, so I forgot about such a big event? Do you still want to be a father?" Fu Pingshan finished his 'criticism' and Li Shouming said again: "You take time to go to the post office to send these things home, and then write a letter. I don't need to teach you what to write."

"Chief." Li Shouming looked at Fu Pingshan, tears were about to fall uncontrollably.

Fu Pingshan bought the nutritional products with his own allowance, and he did this kind of thing not once or twice.

Just like Wang Hongge at the party, he didn't know until 30 years later that it was Wang Liang who sent the life-saving money to their family.

In the war years, such things were too many to be worth mentioning.

The scene on the stage changed again, and the time came to the middle of the next night.

In the Dahei Mountain on the border of southern Xinjiang, the night is dark and eerily quiet.

The operation code-named 403 officially kicked off.

Micro-acoustic submachine gun, Type 79 light submachine gun, micro-acoustic pistol, May 82th pistol, [-] grenade, special food for scouts
"If I can't come back this time, I must take out this month's salary as my last party dues to the organization." Fu Pingshan told his comrades as usual before performing tasks.

The last party fee, to people today, may find it funny and sneer at it.

But at that time, this was just the simplest idea in the hearts of revolutionary soldiers.

In order to truly restore the scene at that time, the prop group has put in a lot of effort.

Boarded the car and set off. On the combat preparation road in the southwest of the Republic, several military jeeps carried the scouts towards their destination.

A jeep with its fog lights on is no match for the night and thick fog. If the driver is not familiar with the road, he will definitely get lost in the night.

The car was speeding, and the wind blew through the camouflage net on the face of the young scout, bringing a burst of coolness.

Very quiet, no one took the initiative to break this calm.

No one knows what awaits them.

Deep behind enemy lines, death is not far from them.

An hour later, the convoy arrived at the defensive position of the border defense company, and the military vehicle was parked under the cliff on the side of the road.

The scouts jumped out of the car, and after arranging their clothes and equipment, they plunged into the vast mountain.

On the border of southern Xinjiang, the mountains are steep, overgrown with bushes and weeds, and densely covered with mines. Sometimes one step forward needs to pay the price of life.

Fu Pingshan and the engineer platoon leader were at the forefront, responsible for opening up passages for the comrades.

(End of this chapter)