Chapter 82 Secret Mission

My guess was right. After more than ten minutes, I got on the car back to the division headquarters. The person who came to pick us up was from the division guard battalion and a platoon leader. I once led the 7th Company with them to cooperate with them to encircle and annihilate the puppet army special forces, and of course I was not unfamiliar with them.

When I walked out of the hospital gate, I was still wondering whether this was a trick made by the puppet military agents. After bribing the company commander Jin who was guarding the hospital, I hypothesized that my superiors wanted to transfer us back, and drove a car and pulled all the important people out, and then found a secluded place to "bang bang..." and solved it in a few shots.

But now I saw that the soldiers accompanying the car guards were all from the division guard camp, so I let go of the only little bit of wariness in my heart.

This seems to be a problem that has been lost on the battlefield for a long time. It will always be suspicious. Especially after understanding the omnipresent puppet military agents, I became more careful in everything. But now it seems that I feel a little nervous.

"Captain, leader..."

As soon as I lifted the canvas at the rear of the car and climbed into the car, I heard the familiar screams of the soldiers. Before I could see the people in the car, a few big hands were tightly held together.

After shaking hands with the soldiers enthusiastically, he gradually adapted to the light in the carriage. He was shocked to find that Jin Qiulian and Lin Xue were also sitting in the carriage, but they pretended not to see me and acted very cold. It was normal for her to behave like this. Jin Qiulian was still angry with me, while Lin Xue was worried about the so-called "style problem".

As a *** child, Lin Xue is understandable to have concerns about this. But since she boldly confessed to me on the 585.2 high ground, it is actually obvious that the lice on the bald head is obvious.

The other soldiers were all soldiers of the 538th Regiment. After careful look, they realized that they were all soldiers of the Cold Gun Army, and Hu Zudi was also one of them.

"All comrades are all okay!" I asked.

"Everything is good!"

"It's just a skin injury, nothing serious!"

"I'm just tired!"

...

The soldiers answered excitedly.

"Just..." Hu Zudi said sadly: "There are many good comrades, and we will never see each other again!"

The carriage immediately became silent.

Looking at these brothers who live and die together, I couldn't help but remember that when we were together a few days ago, I didn't know if there was a chance to meet next time. When we met, we naturally felt a little bit of ups and downs. But more so, I was still grateful and nostalgic. Fortunately, I could still live on the battlefield, and I missed those comrades who would never get back on the battlefield...

I don’t know who led the lead, but hummed the song “Green Flowers of Military Camp” that I taught them to sing in the car. When those lyrics burst out between the soldiers’ rough and choked throats, the soldiers couldn’t help singing along.

"The cold wind blows the fallen leaves

The army is a green flower

Dear comrade, don't miss home

Don't miss mom

...

Mom, don't worry

I've grown up

On duty is to defend the country

Don't be afraid of wind and rain

…”

I sang with the soldiers without realizing it, singing over and over again, feeling tireless. When I finally stopped, I realized that I was already covered in tears. Lin Xue couldn't cry even more, and she lay on her knees without caring about her pride and cried...

The car slowly drove forward in the heavy singing of the soldiers and longing for their comrades. In the next few hours, no one fell asleep or spoke again.

I can understand the feelings of the soldiers. I am also one of them. I can even say that I have a deeper and more painful experience than them! More than 3,000 soldiers are all first-class soldiers. After fighting such a battle, they can almost be said to be wiped out. What's more important is that they are all brothers who share life and death. They were chatting together the day before yesterday and chatting together, but today... they are both Yin and Yang realms.

There are achievements and honors, but I feel that all this cannot bring the lives of the soldiers, nor can they bring the smiles of their faces...

With a "squeak!", the car stopped in the dark. The habit we developed for a long time made us lift the canvas and jump out of the car without thinking.

The first thing I saw was that Commander Pang and the cadres of the 180th Division were waiting for us, including the commanders of each regiment and the staff in the division headquarters. But what surprised me was that they were lined up in an orderly line outside the car like a group of guards. In addition, the uniforms of the volunteer army cadres were no different from those of the soldiers. If I didn't know them, I would definitely think they were a team of guards.

"Salute!" Suddenly, before we were mentally prepared, we saw Commander Pang and his men standing up to us and salute them. Then all the soldiers around us raised their hands one after another.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers were stunned. My head, including me, was buzzing and short-circuited for a few seconds. After reacting, they hurriedly stepped forward and saluted Commander Pang and the others.

The mountain wind blows by the soldiers' upright military postures; the bright moon illuminates the soldiers' respect without explicit remarks. All the soldiers saluted each other, and although they didn't say anything, they all knew what the other party wanted to say and what they wanted to express.

"Captain Cui!" After a while, Commander Pang slowly relaxed, walked to me and held my hand and said, "Don't say anything, the formation of your 538th regiment is bound to me! Don't worry, your superiors will support us with all their strength. We will never let a hero group like you continue like this. From now on, no matter what equipment or substances you have, they will be given priority to your group!"

"Thank you, Commander!" I nodded in emotion.

With this sentence from Commander Pang, I knew that the 538th Regiment would continue to pass on our war history and the deeds of the soldiers.

Each unit has its own war history. War history is the soul of a unit, which is almost equivalent to the cultural heritage of a nation. Once a unit suffers severe damage on the battlefield and is abolished, it will become history in some ways. And we obviously don’t have to worry about this now. In the future, the soldiers who join the 538th Regiment can proudly raise their hands to tell others: what battles our regiment has fought, made, and what heroes have emerged on the battlefield of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea...

This is the honor of a unit, and it is often this honor that constantly inspires the soldiers who join the 538th Regiment to follow their predecessors and learn from their martyrs.

This is why a unit that is good at attacking is always good at attacking, and an army with a history of demining heroes always keeps emerging. Even if these troops have passed for decades, all the veterans have been replaced by new recruits.

Commander Pang was silent for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said to me: "Come to my command center, I have something to say to you!"

"Yes!" I responded and followed Master Pang. Only then did I realize that I was in a small village. There were repaired wooden houses everywhere, and some were newly built.

Judging from the few cannon sounds from afar, it is at least dozens of kilometers away from the front line. I think the 180th Division suffered heavy casualties after this war and has been transferred to the rear for rest.

Since I have been transferred to the rear for rest, what other tasks will be? Looking at the performance of Commander Pang just now, it is obvious that there are important tasks to be handed over to me again!

Thinking of it, I couldn't help but frown. I really couldn't figure out what battle would there be to fight at this time! Could it be that history has really changed because of my arrival?

I followed Commander Pang to the command center. In fact, it was just a small wooden house worth more than ten square meters. Naturally, there was a telephone and radio station inside. But what surprised me was that there was no one. Except for me and Commander Pang, the rest of the people were isolated outside by the guards. So I became even more confused. It seemed that the task assigned to me by Commander Pang was not only important, but also highly confidential. Otherwise, I would not have to be guarded by my own people!

"Captain Cui!" Commander Pang lit a cigarette and said to me with some apology: "You had just come down from the battlefield and fought so badly. I should have given you a good rest for a few days, but..."

"Teacher, please give orders!" I replied, "A revolutionary soldier! One day I will live at the gun. Besides, I am not short of arms and legs. As long as the battle is still fighting, we cannot rest!"

Actually, I really don’t want to fight anymore. I remember that the armistice negotiations in history were signed at 10 am on the 27th, and then they were executed at 10 pm that night. So the entire front was full of ceasefire. The Korean War ended. It is now the 21st, and it is only five or six days before the end of the war. I just have to hold on for these few days and I will never have to worry anymore, right? Who is willing to die after fighting so many battles! Who will not be afraid of climbing out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood? I can completely retreat and return to China and become a hero without any success?

But I know that all this is impossible. If a task is so secretly that even the people from his division headquarters are quarantined, then anyone knows that this is not an ordinary task. If I refuse, maybe I will be treated with a little bit of news about this task...

Alas! I dare not think about the following things, but I don’t want to go to the Political Review Office again. Since I have to perform this task at any time, then He Buer agrees a little more easily, and I also want to know what this secret task is!

"Yeah!" Commander Pang patted my shoulder and nodded with satisfaction. Then he approached me and lowered his voice and said, "I'll tell you a good news first. After the Battle of Jincheng, the Lee Seung-wan Group had been beaten to death by us and lost several puppet troops of the main divisions. It was like a tiger without teeth and a clawless tiger could no longer be fierce. The next day they agreed to sign the armistice agreement, and the signing time was set on the 27th, and there were still six days left!"

"Oh, that's great!" I pretended to have just learned the news and waved my fists hard: "I finally knocked down these damn gods. So the war will end soon?"

"Yes!" Commander Pang nodded, then shook his head and said, "Whether it can be done successfully, it depends on you..."

"Look at me?" I was inexplicably told by Commander Pang. What's the matter with me when signing the ceasefire... Could it be that I still have to sign it?

Commander Pang looked around and mysteriously approached my ear and said a few words: "The boss wants to sign, it's dangerous!"

Listening to the words of Commander Pang, I immediately understood. No wonder this mission was so mysterious. It turned out to be the itinerary for the boss to sign...

"Although Lee Seung-Wan Group agreed to sign on the surface, it actually held a glimmer of hope!" Commander Pang continued: "That is the assassination operation. Once they succeed and the signing of the armistice agreement is destroyed, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Although Commander Pang didn't say much, I still understand it in my heart. If the puppet army really succeeded, they would not only successfully destroy the signature, but also anger the entire volunteer army. At that time, the volunteer soldiers in their anger fought again, and a ceasefire would become an impossible thing.

But...are you not afraid of being uprooted by us?

After thinking about it, I quickly understood that Lee Seung-man was playing a dangerous chess game. Because he knew that the United States would not watch all the strategic areas of South Korea fall into Kim Il-sung in any case. When the puppet army was beaten to the ground, the US military would eventually take action for its own interests, and then the United *** was also following the United ***. Lee Seung-man wanted to use this trick to tie everyone up with his chariot to unify North Korea, so that the volunteer army and the United *** would fight on the battlefield again, and corpses were everywhere...

Does this guy still have a conscience for his own selfishness and reprimand the war to rekindle the war, and make the soldiers of various countries pay a heavy price for his desires? But it seems that the previous relationship between countries cannot be described by conscience. There are only interests between them, naked interests.

"From the intelligence sent by our comrades lurking inside the puppet army, the puppet army has started this kind of operation!" Commander Pang said worriedly: "But we can only know this. As for the time, location, operation code, etc. of the enemy's actions, they all know nothing about it. The superiors attached great importance to this matter and sent a large number of reconnaissance troops to search everywhere, and even used all the intelligence personnel that could be used to collect intelligence. For this reason, more than one-quarter of the intelligence personnel were exposed, but there was still no clue. So the superiors thought of you..."

"Teacher Commander!" I replied with some embarrassment when I heard this: "But... I can only fight and can't collect intelligence!"

"It's not that you want you to collect intelligence!" Commander Pang shook his head and continued: "It's only five or six days before signing, so it's too late to send you into the puppet army to collect intelligence. You have had several good performances in dealing with puppet army agents and are very experienced in dealing with them, so the superiors ask you and your troops to cooperate with the guard company to protect General Peng's safety!"

Listening to what Commander Pang said, I completely understood that I was going to take charge of his safety as the boss’s vigilance task.

If I talk about this task, whether for the country, to end the war, or to personal feelings, I should not spare any effort! But I quickly frowned again. We knew too little information. The puppet military spies might ambush the boss anywhere in Kaicheng and launch a raid at any time. How can we ensure the boss's safety?

"How is it? Do you have the confidence to complete the task?" Commander Pang asked.

"Yes!" I answered without thinking.

This question and answer has long become a form in the Volunteer Army. If there is no answer to "no", even if there is really difficulty, it will be raised after answering "yes" loudly.

Just like what I am now, I scratched my head in a dilemma and said hesitantly: "Teacher, I have given too little information. I don't even know where the boss is and which route to take. How can I protect the boss' safety at that time?"

"You don't need to know these!" Commander Pang replied: "I don't know these either! The superiors have their own arrangements. You and your cold gun troops must be prepared at all times and stay in the best state and be ready to set off at any time!"

"Yes!" I replied helplessly.

My personality is that no matter what I do, I like to know clearly in advance, and opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared! So I don’t like this way of performing tasks, although this method may be necessary. Because if the boss takes the route, it seems to mean insecure if the boss takes the route, it seems to mean insecure.

"And!" Commander Pang finally explained: "You only know about this matter. Everyone else, including your soldiers, cannot say a single word!"

"Yes!" I replied again.

There is no doubt that this is another way I don’t like. I have such a big secret in my heart but can’t say anything. If possible, I would rather Commander Pang not tell me the truth until the last moment.

When they followed the guards back to a bungalow, the soldiers of the Cold Gun Army were already wrapped in bed. Except for two female soldiers Lin Xue and Jin Qiulian, who were sleeping in another small house, the other twenty-one sharpshooters were here. When they saw me coming back, they all turned over and sat up from the bed and asked in a lingering manner: "Captain, is there a mission?"

"Captain! When will you set off?"

...

"Sleep me all!" I replied coldly: "What kind of thing is it? What kind of missions are there? I just came back from the battlefield and I have any tasks? Go to bed immediately and start training tomorrow morning!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded, not daring to ask more questions, and went back to the bed again.

I found my bed and lay down. When I touched the quilt, it seemed that it was brand new. There were two new military uniforms on the head of the bed. I think these photos were specially arranged by Commander Pang! Although it was a trivial matter, it was also his intention.
Chapter completed!