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Liu Liyang was suddenly delighted. "Great victory! The regiment asked us to hold on. The reinforcements are on the way. A tank unit will arrive. Let's join them and carry out the infiltration mission together to cooperate with the army's general attack."

The outer edge of Snake Valley.

"Retreat?" Bai Xiong's face was gloomy. "Reason."

The communicator stammered, "Captain Bai has been captured."

Bai Xiong's eyes were dim. "The Chinese army prides itself on being a country of etiquette and will not kill prisoners. There is no need to be restrained." If these five people were allowed to return to China unscathed, he would be nailed to the pillar of shame.

"No." A man in his forties got out of a car in the distance. When he approached, he ordered sternly, "Retreat immediately. For these five people, you secretly transferred the artillery battalion, causing the defense line to be torn apart by the Chinese army. I suspect you are pretending to surrender and deliberately colluding with the Chinese army."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Bai Xiong with something strange in their eyes.

They were already dissatisfied with his Chinese identity, but due to his military rank and combat record, they did not dare to raise any objections.

Now that I think about it, he is indeed questionable.

Five people successfully assassinated six high-ranking officials and escaped unscathed. No matter how they thought about it, they felt that there was something wrong with Bai Xiong.

No one tipped off, so where did those five people get the information? How could they accurately find the positions of the commanders of each army every time? And they were all Bai Xiong's mortal enemies!

Once or twice is a coincidence, six times...

Only the devil believes it's a coincidence!

In the name of encirclement and suppression, they tied down three battalions of troops, all of which were fully armed elite troops.

As a result, the five men were able to break through the siege every time as if they were assisted by God. It would have been strange if Bai Xiong had not secretly let them go.

Now that the moment of decisive battle has come, Bai Xiong has deliberately disobeyed orders and tied down the artillery battalion here. No matter how you look at it, it seems that he has bad intentions.

How could Bai Xiong not hear the murmurs and suspicions of the crowd? But he had no way of explaining it. Even he himself found it weird. There were three times when it was clearly a dead end, but those five people managed to escape.

He also suspected that there was a traitor helping them secretly, so he thoroughly investigated everyone. Anyone who was suspicious was shot dead by him, causing his men to complain. He knew all this.

But what could he do? He could only grit his teeth and swallow the blood and flesh.

But he just couldn't understand why these five people could escape every time despite all he had done.

Bai Xiong has never believed in fate. If he really did, he would still be persecuted by those red armbands in China.

But at this moment, he couldn't help feeling a little confused.

In this world, there are actually people who are so favored by fate!

But why not him!!!

After a long silence, Bai Xiong finally spoke, "The artillery battalion can come back to provide support, but I must capture these five people." Otherwise, Li Wen's blame will definitely be put on him.

In the current situation, the defeat of the Vietnamese army is inevitable, it is only a matter of time. In order to shirk responsibility, the people of the Le Duan faction must find a scapegoat.

He, a Chinese, is the best candidate. By then, all his failures will be twisted into evidence of his "false surrender, treason and collaborating with the enemy".

The failure of the Vietnamese military high-level officials will certainly be blamed entirely on this "traitor". If that happens, he will really die without a burial place.

"I'm sorry, but you're fired."

Inside the Snake Valley, Yi An looked at the dark flock of birds in the distance, which flew over their heads in surprise. He thought to himself, "I'll go scout the situation."

Yan Xu patted his shoulder and said, "Be careful."

Yian nodded, he valued his life very much.

Soon he swung back, grabbing the vines, with an excited look on his face, "The enemy has retreated."

Yan Xu was stunned. "Are they pretending to retreat to lure us out?"

Yian shook his head, "Not really. I saw a lot of axle marks from tank tracks. I guess... they are trying to escape!" They must have also received the news of the Vietnamese army's defeat and wanted to escape first.

Gao Kai rubbed his hands together, "Damn it, we can't let them get away. We've been chased like rabbits for so long, it's time to switch roles and chase them first!"

Tong Dalin nodded vigorously, "Yes, send them back to their hometown."

"Where are the weapons?" They are now out of ammunition and food.

Yan Xu took a deep puff of smoke. Their decapitation mission had been completed, and they had also tied up a lot of enemy forces. Everyone was injured, so he was more inclined to wait where he was and join up with the main force.

Personal heroism is not desirable.

"Battalion Commander, reinforcements have arrived." Liu Liyang held the radio and yelled in surprise.

What are you waiting for? Get out of Snake Valley and chase those bastards!

The morning light is dim and the ground is shrouded in mist. The sun slowly rises from the horizon, the sunlight fills the earth, and the cool breeze carries the fragrance of leaves.

Yun Tinglan walked out of the tent and stretched lazily. She had received the notice to retreat.

The girls in the team were so excited that they danced with joy. The phone call they just received brought another good news. Their team held their ground in the hospital and refused to retreat, rescuing more than 800 wounded soldiers, and was awarded the second-class group merit!

After a month, they were back on Chinese soil and felt very welcome. They were warmly welcomed by the huge crowds of people in the welcoming team with red flags flying and gongs and drums beating.

There were also many reporters interspersed in the crowd, collecting various news.

"Excuse me, how much is the monthly allowance for the soldiers who sacrificed their lives and suffered so much?"

The bearded Captain Yang stared at the reporter who was trying to attract attention with a sharp look, "It is the duty of a soldier to defend his country and serve his country. Why should he get a bonus?"

The reporter seemed to have found a breakthrough point. With excitement in his eyes, he asked sharply: "That's impossible. We should pay people according to their work, right? Is Captain Yang deliberately avoiding the question? In addition to promoting the revolutionary spirit, shouldn't we also reveal the real situation in this regard?"

Regiment Commander Yang sneered back: "Let me ask you, can money buy back the arms and legs lost by the wounded? Can money buy back the lives of my martyrs? If it is possible, I will give you as much as you want! If it is not for the needs of the motherland's security, you can just cover the battlefield with gold and see which grandson is willing to stay there for a minute!"

This statement is very straightforward and even a bit rude, but it speaks out the soldiers' thoughts: Who doesn't love peace? Who is willing to shed blood and sacrifice?

Yes, peace is brought about by heroes, but heroes are not seen enjoying peace.

Many people felt sad.

The scene was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, and the reporter who was asking questions dared not say a word.

At night, Xu Yin found Yun Tinglan and said what was in her heart: "Captain, I have made up my mind. I want to retake the college entrance examination and specialize in the study of prosthetic limbs to help soldiers overcome the inconveniences in life."

Yu Xin also came over with Tian Tian, ​​"I also want to go back to school and learn acupuncture from my teacher."

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Tiantian smiled shyly, "Then... I... I will also apply for the nursing major?"

That's right, we can be together again.

Good.

Yun Tinglan smiled. After being with this group of young girls for a long time, her mentality also became younger. It was easy for her to forget that she was already in her early forties.

On the day when the martyrs were commemorating the heroes at the Martyrs Cemetery, a light drizzle fell from the sky, as if heaven and earth were mourning together.