Our special reconnaissance brigade set off that night. Due to the limited number of helicopters and the tasks we carried out were not suitable for too many people to participate in the war, we only brought 110 people like last time. However, there were some changes in personnel. Except for the backbone of the troops and Li Shuibo's shooting team, all the soldiers were replaced. The purpose of this was to give everyone in the special reconnaissance brigade an opportunity to fight, and the other was to give the participating troops sufficient time to rest and summarize combat experience.

When we were at the base, some people opposed us going to the battlefield directly. As Political Commissar Yang said, we knew that the intention of the Vietnamese army was to let our troops go to the battlefield of Faka Mountain, so how could we still fall into the trap? Another elite unit like us is more suitable for raiding the strategic goals of the Vietnamese army on special occasions, just like the surgical battle we launched on the Vietnamese artillery positions last time. It would be a pity to let us go to the battlefield.

In fact, what Political Commissar Yang said makes sense, and I don’t know these things, but now we can say that there is nothing we can do about it. The game played by the Vietnamese army forced us to respond, otherwise what we would lose is the strategic location of Fakashan.

Considering that it was too ostentatious to go straight to the border by helicopter, we still went around several times like last time before we came to the front line. The place was the last barracks, and we were still welcomed by Political Commissar Lin. The purpose of this was also based on the principle of confidentiality - we know that the fewer people in our army exist, the better, even if we are our own people.

The difference is that Political Commissar Lin’s attitude towards us is different. As soon as we got off the helicopter, Political Commissar Lin took two guards straight to our police officers and explained that the reason why the regiment commander could not come to greet us was that he happened to be in the division headquarters.

It's strange to say that I am just a battalion commander now, and I'm just a captain of the reconnaissance brigade if I say it higher. These two positions are not as good as the political commissar of the regiment, the political commissar of the regiment. However, I didn't feel awkward when Political Commissar Lin saluted me. Perhaps this is just a habit. By the way, since I came to this battlefield, I have been receiving salute from my superiors.

Isn't it? When I was a soldier in the recruit battalion, all the people in the company followed my orders. When I became a platoon leader, I commanded a company. When I became a company commander, what about? When I became a company commander? The battalion commander of the tank battalion was willing to obey my command.

I think this phenomenon of overreach of authority may be because I was already the commander of a trump unit during the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, so I didn’t feel any awkward.

We did not stop at the temporary barracks for a long time. After asking Political Commissar Lin for ten military vehicles, the group of people moved towards Faka Mountain in a hurry.

In fact, it is enough for more than 100 people to only four military vehicles. Just like before, we can sit in four rows of military vehicles, each military vehicle can carry more than thirty people. However, I think that if we are attacked, we will not help us quickly expand our troops, so we asked for ten vehicles in one breath.

At this time, Political Commissar Lin had long understood that we were not easy to mess with, so he didn't dare to say a word of objection. He arranged everything with just one call, and even arranged the driver and the food together.

We can accept the food, but we drove the drivers out of the car one by one. Just kidding! What a special reconnaissance brigade, we can't let any outsiders get in, even if they are all their own people. But in our army, I really don't dare to say that anyone must be their own people. The special agent unit of the Vietnamese Japanese will speak fluent Chinese? The Vietnamese look the same as us, and it's not too easy to pretend to be ours. Besides, all the soldiers of our special reconnaissance brigade can drive, so there is no need for them to do it for them. They climb onto the car and step on the accelerator and drive towards the target...

The car staggered on the road for more than an hour, and after passing several checkpoints along the way, he was subjected to several commands and careful interrogation. Then he arrived at the Shangshi area of ​​Ningming County, which is where Faka Mountain is located.

As Liu Shunyi described, the battlefield was indeed like the one described by Liu Shunyi, with no gunshots and no cannons. Apart from the smell of gunpowder still there was still some smell of gunpowder in the air, there was no trace of the battlefield.

"Comrade!" At this time, a cadre-like man came from the front of the car and whispered to me who had just got out of the car: "You are from the Special Reconnaissance Brigade, I was sent by my superiors to cooperate with your work. My surname is Li, this is my proof document..."

"Hello, Political Commissar Li!" Before I came here, I knew that my superiors had arranged a political commissar named Li to pick us up, so I knew his identity. At this time, I just read the proof documents casually and handed them back to him.

Sometimes I wonder why my superiors always ask some political commissars to pick us up and cooperate with our work. Before, he was Political Commissar Lin, and now he is Political Commissar Li. These political commissars are responsible for party and government work and will not fight, right? Later I realized that there is a reason why the superiors always send political commissars to pick us up.

As the saying goes, the party leads the gun. The political commissar represents the party in the army. Their identities are strictly scrutinized and are of a firm political stance. Therefore, sending a political commissar to assist us in carrying out tasks will help keep the tasks confidential. In addition, the political commissar has a low status in the army. For example, just now... If the person who came to assist us is not Political Commissar Lin but an ordinary cadre like a soldier or a company commander, then I can't do it if I ask them to bring ten cars at once!

After understanding this, I felt relieved. After dressing up my military uniform, I saluted Political Commissar Li and said, "Political Commissar Li, I want to look at the map to understand the terrain first. Is it OK?"

"Of course! We... let's talk in the house!" Political Commissar Li pointed at me and took me to the wooden house not far away. At the same time, the soldiers were arranged to live in their own residences.

This does not mean that our special reconnaissance brigade cannot get a map. The main reason is that I have fought on the battlefield and I am very clear about it. That is, the maps collected by our army often have a great deviation from the field. Over time, I developed a habit, which is to try to use maps revised by the frontline troops, because only in this way can there be no mistakes.

"This is Faka Mountain!" After entering the house and lighting the kerosene lamp, Political Commissar Li spread out the map on the desktop and briefly introduced: "The main peak of Faka Mountain is 500 meters above sea level, consisting of three highlands, with an area of ​​more than 10,000 square meters. Compared with other mountains, this is not high, but within 7 kilometers south of Faka Mountain, it is a hilly area, consisting of 56 hills of all sizes, and the highest altitude is 425 meters and the lowest is 128 meters. Therefore, Faka Mountain can be said to be the commanding height of this area, and its location is very important!"

“These highlands marked with red flags are…”

"It is all the highlands occupied by our army!" Political Commissar Li explained: "Originally, this area was under the control of the Vietnamese army. After several months of hard work, our army had moved the front line five kilometers southward and occupied a total of 32 highlands in front of the Faka Mountain!"

"Yeah!" I clicked, knowing that Political Commissar Li's simple sentence contained many blood and lives of warriors.

"The location of the artillery position is..." After looking at the map for a while, I found that the location of the artillery position was not marked on it, so I couldn't help but ask.

"Well! Here, here, here, and this..." Political Commissar Li pointed to three places on the map and said: "There are three artillery positions arranged by our army near Faka Mountain. Because of the confidentiality, it is not marked on the map. This place..."

Speaking of this, Political Commissar Li couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "This artillery position was attacked by the Vietnamese special forces last night. Our army suffered a total of more than 40 casualties, including a military family member who came to visit his relatives..."

Upon hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, knowing what the sacrifice of a military family to visit relatives meant to the soldiers.

Because all the soldiers lived and died on the battlefield, they all regarded their comrades as brothers. If any family members came to visit their relatives, they would treat them as their parents. Moreover, soldiers would also have a natural sense of pride in front of their families, because we stood here to fight with the Vietnamese Japanese to defend their motherland and their families. Therefore, what soldiers couldn't stand the most is seeing their families fall in front of them... This would give them a great sense of frustration and guilt.

"Comrade!" After a long silence, Political Commissar Li continued: "I heard from my superiors that you are here to deal with the agents of the Vietnamese army. I hope you can beat them all in one place, avenge our sacrificed soldiers, and at the same time avenge our military families!"

"Yeah!" I nodded silently, feeling that the burden on my shoulders was heavier.

But how to start? Then I soon fell into painstaking thoughts: Are you guarding the other two artillery positions? The Vietnamese agents are not so stupid, and they will attack our artillery positions twice in succession. Just as Liu Shunyi said, they have many goals, but our special reconnaissance brigade only has such a small amount of troops, so they are not enough to defend.

So defense is useless. In fact, our special reconnaissance brigade trained to attack and sabotage behind enemy lines, but now we have to defend...

If it is an ambush, it's okay, but now we can't grasp the next target of the Vietnamese special forces and their marching route. Even if we want to fight an ambush, we can't fight! Only then did I realize why sometimes an intelligence will surpass an army. Now we are powerful and have nowhere to use it.
Chapter completed!