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However, at this time, another older member of the reconnaissance team seemed a little depressed.

Seeing this, Li Zheng asked in surprise.

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

"We have such a huge advantage this time, are you still afraid of losing?

The older scout, Zhang Wei, sighed and ran his fingers over the marks on his rifle.

He was in his early forties, his face lined with the vicissitudes of more than a decade of military service. In the dim moonlight, his expression seemed even more solemn.

"Xiao Li is right. I am indeed a little depressed,"

Zhang Wei said in a low voice.

"But it's not because I'm worried about not winning. It's because..."

He looked at the campfire in the North Vietnamese camp in the distance, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Four years ago, I went south with General Chen to support North Vietnam and resist the invasion of France."

"At that time, many officers in the North Vietnamese Army were my apprentices."

Li Zheng looked at Zhang Wei in surprise: "Have you ever trained them?"

Zhang Wei nodded, a wry smile appearing on his face.

"I spent eight months in North Vietnam, teaching them how to use weapons, develop tactics, and even how to cook in the field."

He pointed to a figure inside the North Vietnamese camp.

"Do you see that guy in the officer's uniform? That's Ruan Wenhong, a platoon leader I led back then. He's quite talented, and now he seems to have been promoted to battalion commander..."

Squad Leader Wang put away the binoculars and turned to look at Zhang Wei.

"Lao Zhang, you're from western Guangdong, right? I can tell by your accent."

Zhang Wei was stunned and nodded.

"Yes, I'm from Fangcheng, western Guangdong, less than 20 kilometers from the North Vietnamese border. What's wrong?"

"Has life changed a lot there in recent years?"

Squad Leader Wang asked slowly, but his eyes were very sharp.

When talking about his hometown, Zhang Wei's eyes suddenly lit up and his gloomy mood disappeared.

"It's changed so much! My family lives deep in the mountains. We used to be so poor, the roof leaked, and we had to use kerosene lamps at night."

His voice was animated by memory.

"When I went back to visit my family last month, I almost didn't recognize them. They had built a big tiled house, and they had electricity and even a TV."

"What surprised me most was that the dirt road at the entrance to the village was turned into an asphalt road that goes all the way to my doorstep!"

Squad leader Wang nodded thoughtfully.

"Televisions and paved roads aren't something you can find just anywhere these days. They're all things that have developed in recent years, right?"

"That's right!" Zhang Wei couldn't help but talk about the changes in his hometown. "Our village built a new school last year. My nephew no longer has to walk two hours up the mountain to go to school in town."

"My father's chronic cold legs were also cured in the newly built clinic."

At this point, his voice gradually slowed down, "Over the years, life has been getting better and better..."

Squad leader Wang's gaze pierced through the night and looked straight into Zhang Wei's eyes.

"So you want to see all this destroyed in war?"

These words hit Zhang Wei's heart like a heavy hammer.

He fell silent, his gaze once again directed toward the North Vietnamese camp. After a long pause, he whispered, "Of course not."

"I understand how you feel, Lao Zhang,"

Squad Leader Wang's voice became gentle.

"I've been on the border for fifteen years, and I used to be on good terms with the people on the other side. But now they're massing their troops on the border, and they have the support of the Russians and the Eagle Sauce behind them."

"What they want is not just a border conflict, but to disrupt our development."

Li Zheng interrupted quietly: "Squad leader, I heard they want to retake Guangdong and Guangdong? Is this true?"

Squad Leader Wang nodded solemnly.

"Intelligence shows that Nguyen Van Thieu has issued a combat plan to his troops, targeting our southern provinces. Moreover, traces of the special forces of the Bear Country have been discovered in their rear."

Zhang Wei frowned when he heard this: "Russian special forces? What are they doing here?"

"Exercise influence, provide technical support, and perhaps even participate in actual combat,"

Squad Leader Wang analyzed calmly.

"The Eagle Sauce and the Russian Bear have joined forces and want to use North Vietnam as cannon fodder to test our military strength."

Zhang Wei was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed at himself: "I thought I was worried about them, but actually I was regretting my own memories."

"It's human nature," Squad Leader Wang patted him on the shoulder. "We all want peace, but sometimes, to defend our hard-earned lives, we have to take up arms."

Zhang Wei took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

"You're right. Think about the new school my nephew has just started attending, think about the elderly in the village who can finally watch TV under bright lights, and think about the asphalt road that has been built to the doorstep..."

His eyes became firm. "Over the years, our country has developed with great difficulty. We must not let anyone destroy it."

He adjusted the "Battle Skull" terminal in his hand, and his eyes became professional and sharp again.

"I noticed several new firing points on the east side of the North Vietnamese camp. These are probably newly deployed mortar positions."

Li Zheng looked at Zhang Wei's change of heart in surprise, but quickly got back to work. "Confirmed, it's 82mm mortars, about six of them. The range should be able to cover our frontier positions."

“Don’t worry,” Squad Leader Wang said lightly, “These old-fashioned mortars pose no threat to us. They don’t even have precise coordinates. Blindly firing will only expose our position.”

Zhang Wei adjusted the telescope's focus and continued observing. "What's strange is that they deployed the mortars in an open area without any cover, as if they were deliberately trying to keep us from seeing them."

Squad Leader Wang narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It's probably a bait to attract our attention. Look over there, there's movement in the woods." He pointed to the dense forest on the west side of the North Vietnamese camp.

The three of them observed carefully and indeed found several sneaky figures moving in the woods.

With the help of high-powered night vision equipment, they could see those people clearly - they were wearing uniforms different from those of the North Vietnamese army, and their movements were professional and stealthy.

"Russian special forces," Zhang Wei confirmed in a low voice, "They are deploying something."

Squad Leader Wang quickly operated the "War Skull" terminal and sent an encrypted message to the headquarters: "We have discovered the activities of the Russian special forces. Requesting drone reconnaissance support."

A moment later, they received a reply on their terminal: the drone has taken off and will arrive at the target area in five minutes.

Zhang Wei tightened his rifle, and there was no more hesitation in his eyes.

He had made his choice between the peace of his homeland and the North Vietnamese soldiers he had trained himself.

No matter what kind of friendship there was in the past, when the other party points a gun at your own country, your position is clear.

"I'll go check the situation on the west side," Zhang Wei volunteered. "I'm familiar with their patterns of movement and might be able to find something." Squad Leader Wang acquiesced to his request and watched the veteran quietly blend into the night and disappear into the shadows of the jungle.