As the battle came to an end, sporadic gunshots still fired one after another, gunpowder smoke was everywhere on the battlefield, and the trenches were filled with corpses.
There were about six or seven remaining Vietnamese troops in the tunnel.
I led my people to block all the exits.
I shouted to the inside at the entrance of the tunnel: "Yebu Songgongye, Songkuan is inside the red poisonous soldiers."
The rest of the soldiers also shouted together: "Yebu Songgongye, Songkuan Hongdu soldiers are also clothed with Songgongye, Songkuan Hongdu soldiers are inside."
Vietnamese means: Don't kill the prisoners after surrendering their guns, and treat the prisoners preferentially.
At that time, all front-line combat troops were issued a field manual, which contained some commonly used Vietnamese words with pronunciations in Chinese characters, such as: Gang Da Na Lai, which means to raise your hands.
Bu Ku Dai Yi Na Lai means raising your hands and not moving.
These are used to capture enemies and persuade them to surrender.
There are also some used to propagate our military policies and speak to the Vietnamese people.
In fact, in northern Vietnam, there are many ethnic groups, and the official language of Vietnam is not as popular as Chinese.
Most Vietnamese soldiers can speak Chinese.
The Vietnamese, who were surrounded by groups, responded with a hail of bullets deep in the tunnel.
I threw the helmet on the ground and cursed: "Fuck your ancestors, you still won't let me capture you alive."
I turned around and gave an order to the soldiers standing behind me: "Cluster grenades, flamethrowers, all at once.
Fuck him.
"Cluster grenades and flamethrowers are the most effective means of dealing with enemies who resist in tunnel bunkers.
Use a large number of grenades to suppress them first, and then use flamethrowers to kill them.
Bundles of grenades were thrown into the tunnel.
After a series of violent explosions, the Chinese soldiers used flamethrowers to spray against the entrance of the hole.
The smell of fireworks and burning made it hard to open my eyes.
I took the lead into the tunnel with my submachine gun.
At this time, I found a large bundle of unexploded cluster grenades in the innermost part.
I quickly led the soldiers to run out, but it was too late.
There was a dull explosion, and my body was knocked down by the impact of the air wave.
My eyes were dark, and I felt like my eyes were covered with a layer of mud, and I couldn't see anything.
I scratched desperately with my hands, feeling unspeakable panic in my heart.
At this time, my wrist was grabbed by someone, and someone said to me: "Comrade, wake up quickly, are you having a nightmare?"
I opened my eyes and looked around.
The two train attendants and the passengers in the carriage were all staring at me.
Everyone had smiles on their faces.
Only then did I realize that I was dreaming just now, and there was a long sigh.
He sounded still frightened by the nightmare just now.
I never imagined that I could even dream of taking the train home.
This time I was completely embarrassed.
I smiled awkwardly at everyone.
This was probably the ugliest smile I've ever made in my life.
Fortunately, there was no mirror and I couldn't see my face.
When the flight attendant saw that I was awake, he told me that I was arriving at the terminal soon and was ready to get off.
I nodded, carried my luggage and squeezed to the connection between the two carriages, sat on the luggage bag, lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, thinking about my comrades on the front line.
Not to mention how awkward it is to wear a military uniform without a collar and cap badge, and you won’t be able to walk.
How will I explain to my father when I go back?
If the old man knew that I was driven back by the troops, he would beat me to death with a belt.
I arrived at the station ten minutes later.
I walked to the door of my house and walked around, not daring to go in.
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I walked aimlessly on the street, thinking about how I could make up a lie and fool the old man through.
It was getting late and dusk.
I went into a restaurant and wanted to eat something.
I was shocked when I saw the menu.
I haven’t eaten out in recent years.
Why are the dishes so expensive now?
A plate of fish-flavored shredded pork costs so much.
Six yuan.
It seems that my demobilization fee of more than 3,000 yuan is just enough to eat 500 portions of fish-flavored shredded pork.
I ordered two bowls of rice, a plate of Kung Pao chicken, and a bottle of beer.
The young waitress insisted on recommending some braised prawns to me.
I didn’t want it.
She cursed in a low voice and rolled her eyes.
He hummed and turned around to serve me the food.
I don't want to be like her.
I have been a soldier for ten years.
I have sweated and bled.
I have been born and died.
I am worth five hundred portions of fish-flavored shredded pork.
Thinking of this is a bit dumbfounding.
But then I thought about it, compared with those comrades who sacrificed their lives on the battlefield and in the snowy mountains, what qualifications do I have to be dissatisfied?
At this time, another customer came in from outside.
He was wearing a pair of large toad glasses imported from the United States.
I saw that his dress was very fashionable at the time, so I took a second look.
That person also saw me, looked at me for a long time, came over and sat across from my table.
I thought to myself what's going on with this guy?
There are so many empty tables.
Why don't you come over and squeeze in with me?
Is it a gangster who wants to trouble me and fuck your grandma?
He's scratching my itch.
I hold my breath and...
I was about to find someone to fight with, but he looked a little familiar.
Most of his face was covered by the big toad mirror, and I couldn't remember who this person was.
The man pushed the big toad mirror on the bridge of his nose and said to me: "The king of heaven and the tiger of earth."
I thought to myself why this word is so familiar, so I replied smoothly: "The pagoda suppresses the river demon."
The other party asked again: "Why is your face so red?"
I gave a thumbs up and replied, "I'm in a hurry because I can't find a wife."
"Then why is it white again?"
"I'm scared of marrying a tigress."
We both hugged each other at the same time, and I said to him: "Little Fatty, you didn't expect that the Central Red Army was back."
The fat man was so excited that he almost cried: "Old Hu, our Red Army forces from all sides have finally reunited in northern Shaanxi."
We have exchanged letters many times in the past few years, but we are thousands of miles apart and have never met in person.
Unexpectedly, we met in a restaurant as soon as we returned to the city.
What a coincidence.
Fatty’s father was a much more senior official than mine, but it was a pity that he didn’t stand up and was beaten during the Cultural Revolution, so he died in a cowshed.
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A few years ago, Fatty returned to the city and found a job.
After working for more than a year, he got into a fight with his boss and became a self-employed businessman, selling tapes of popular songs from our side to the north.
We hadn’t seen each other for many years.
We were so drunk that I forgot about making up lies.
When I got home, I drunkenly told the truth and told my father what had happened.
Unexpectedly, he wasn’t angry.
On the contrary, I was very happy.
I thought to myself that this old man's consciousness becomes lower as he gets older.
He is happy to see that his son no longer has to go to the front line.
The job assigned to me by the Rehabilitation Office was to work as the deputy section chief of the Security Section in a food factory.
I had stayed in the army for too long and I didn’t want to live a regular life of going to and from work anymore, so I didn’t go and went there in partnership with Fatty. to do business in the north.
Time flies so fast, and we are already entering the 1980s.
We have three children, but our business is getting worse and worse.
Let alone saving money to marry a wife, food is almost becoming a problem, and we often have to find a wife.
The family needs money to solve an urgent need.
The weather was nice and cloudless that day.
Each of us wore a pair of sunglasses and big bell-bottom pants.
We pushed a tricycle on the streets of Beijing.
There was a board on the car, filled with tapes, and a broken tape recorder with two broken speakers.
Taiwanese pop songs of the time were playing loudly.
A female student wearing glasses came over, spent a long time choosing, and asked us: "Do you have any Wang Jie Xie Li Si?"
We had put this on sale before, but it was sold out two days ago.
The fat man said to her with a playful smile: "Oh, sister, what era are we in?
Are you still listening to their songs?
Do you listen to Teresa Teng, Qian Baihui, and Zhang Aijia?
Come back with a few sets."
Listen and promise Chairman Mao that it will sound as good as you want."
The female student saw that the fat man did not look like a good person, so she turned around and left.
The fat man kept scolding from behind: "This idiot is pretending to be a fucking dick, and he still wants to listen to the golden shuttle, and the silver shuttle looks like a fucking shuttle."
I said that your accent has changed to a Beijing accent, and you can’t even speak Mandarin anymore.
You are pretending to be from the capital.
It’s too difficult to do business in Beijing now.
Let’s go to Xi’an in a few days.
The fat man wanted to argue that his ancestors were from Beijing, but before he could say anything, he suddenly pointed at one end of the street and shouted: "Fuck, the industrial and commercial people are here to clean up, run away."
The two of us pushed the tricycle and ran away, zigzagging to a street.
I looked around and saw that we had unknowingly ended up at the Panjiayuan Antique Market.
This street is full of people buying and selling old things.
Some people even collect old Chairman Mao badges and little red books.
Like all kinds of bottles and jars, old clocks and pocket watches, old embroidered shoes worn by three-inch golden lotuses, piles of copper coins, snuff bottles, all kinds of old furniture, pipes, calligraphy and paintings, carved grinding tables, and yellow paper with pens and inks , old pipes, cricket pots, porcelain, lacquerware, gold, silver, copper, iron, tin, jade, and various jewelry.
As long as they are old things, you can basically have everything.
The fat man has a jade pendant passed down from his family and wears it all the time.
This piece of jade was given to his father by a chief of the Northwest Field Army.
Back then, the chief led his troops into Xinjiang and eliminated a group of bandits in the Niya Oasis.
This piece of jade was worn by the bandit leader.
It's said to be a jade pendant, but actually it doesn't look much like it.
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It has a simple and weird shape, and there are some random patterns engraved on it, like maps and words.
I don't know what they are used for.
This jade fat man has been shown to me many times.
I used to have a lot of antiques at home.
When I was a child, I heard my grandfather tell me a lot about gold, stone and jade.
But I can't tell the value of this piece of jade.
Fatty wanted to sell this piece of jade to get some capital for business, but I stopped him.
This is what your father left for you.
If you can help it, don't sell it.
We're not at the point of desperation.
If I can't do it, I'll find a home.
It’s okay to ask for money.
Anyway, our old man and old lady received a lot of back pay.
The two of us saw an empty spot on the roadside, so we parked our three-wheeler and bought two bowls of braised huoshao nearby for lunch.
Luzhuhuoshao is a soup made from pig offal.
It contains large intestines and the like, soaked in chopped huoshao.
It costs more than one yuan a bowl, which is economical and affordable.
I put too much spicy food in my bowl.
It was so spicy that I had tears and runny nose, and I stuck out my tongue to breathe.
The fat man took two bites and said to me: "Lao Hu, I wanted to bring you out to make a fortune in the past few years.
Unexpectedly, the national economy has been revitalized now.
The situation is not a small good, but a great one.
It's not like when I first started practicing stalls.
At that time, there were no more than three in Beijing.
Selling pop music cassettes.
I'm really embarrassing you.
Your father was already a division commander before he retired and enjoyed the treatment of a deputy municipal cadre.
Why don't you go back and let your old man go through the back door and arrange a job in the agency for you?
Just don't follow.
I suffered together.”
I patted the fat man's big belly and said, "Brother, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart.
If I really want to go to the institution, I can go to the institution at any time, but I don't dare to go.
Do you know why?
I'm afraid.
If I I sat still in one place, unable to think of anything else. , all of them are my dead comrades, they are all dangling in front of my eyes.
When I see them, my intestines almost break.
We are running around doing small business now, and we can still do it.
Distract your mind and think of something else, or I will go crazy."
After so many years in the army, I have learned nothing more than how to boost morale.
I comforted the fat man: "We are no longer miserable now.
Isn't there still braised food to eat?
I remember when I was in the Kunlun Mountains, that damn talent It’s really hard.
One Spring Festival, everyone was homesick.
Many recruits were crying secretly.
When the division commander saw that it was okay, he quickly made dumplings for everyone and improved the food.
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You might not believe it when you tell me.
There are no vegetables in Kunlun Mountain, and vegetables are more expensive than gold.
There are some dumplings that are all meatballs.
The altitude is too high and the water cannot be boiled.
The dumplings are all raw and the meat inside is red.
Can you imagine what it tastes like?
I almost ate about seventy or eighty of them.
I'm so hungry.
I haven't eaten anything cooked in the past few years.
I'm so hungry.
I was taken to the hospital the next day because I couldn't digest it and my stomach felt like iron.
Do you remember what Hong Yanli said?
Our business can't always be like this. , Audio tapes are not easy to sell, we can sell others.”
I turned on the tape recorder, and the two large speakers immediately played music.
Because the tape recorder is relatively shabby and the sound quality is very poor, no matter how beautiful the songs are played from it, it is like beating a broken gong.
But Fatty and I didn’t find it unpleasant.
Anyway, it sounded much better than the two of us.
After my ideological education work in simple terms, the fat man became cheerful.
He weighed his calves to the rhythm of the music and shouted at the top of his voice: "Take a look, take a look, the original version from Hong Kong and Taiwan, cut off the arms and legs."
Big sale, lose money and make profit."
Pedestrians passing by and people setting up stalls around us cast curious glances at us.
Next to us, a man who set up a stall selling antiques came over and said hello to us.
A big gold tooth appeared in his mouth when he smiled.
Da Jinya took out a cigarette and gave it to both of us.
I took the cigarette and took a look: "Hey, it's of high quality.
It's an American cigarette, Marlboro."
Da Jinya lit a cigarette for me and said, "You two are selling pop songs at the Panjiayuan Antique Market, but no one in the forty-nine cities can figure it out.
You two are really the first to do it."
I took a big puff of the cigarette and blew out two streaks of white smoke from my nose.
This American smoke is very powerful.
I raised my head and said to Da Jinya: "Don't use this to attack us.
We brothers are trying to hide from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau."
Yes, I ran here accidentally, take a rest and then leave."
In the end, the two sides talked about it.
Da Jinya was not an outsider.
Da Jinya's family was in Hainan Island.
His father's generation was there when the People's Liberation Army went south.
The roots of the family were all from Sanye.
When I asked where you were from, The elders in the family are in different positions, and they belong to which division or regiment, and they are not far apart.
However, Da Jinya's father was not a cadre.
His father was a craftsman who fought against the people.
Later, he let the national army capture young men.
During the Battle of Xu Beng, which was the Battle of Huaihai, his army revolted and joined the People's Liberation Army.
He I have always been a cook in the army.
My legs were frozen on the Korean battlefield and I was paralyzed for life.
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After the reform and opening up, I moved from Hainan to Beijing to collect some antiques and start a business.
Those who can speak are not as good as those who can listen.
He said it nicely.
Aren't the craftsmen who fight against each other just a thief who digs graves?
Others can't tell these things, but I was brought up by my grandfather.
These things he Tell me a lot.
An expert can tell if there is one by stretching out his hand.
Going further, I asked Da Jinya: "Your old man was a gold-touching captain in the past.
Did he find any big rice dumplings?"
"Big rice dumplings" is a code word circulated among tomb robbers, just like When bandits in the mountains talk to each other, they cannot directly say that they committed murder and arson.
They all have a set of slang words.
Zongzi means that the corpse in the tomb is relatively well preserved and has not rotted; touching a big zongzi means that you are in trouble, referring to zombies, evil spirits and other unclean things; dry zongzi means that the corpse in the tomb is so rotten that only There were a pile of bones; there were also meat dumplings, which meant that there were many valuable things on the body.
When Da Jinya heard this, he immediately respected me and insisted on inviting me and Fatty to Dongsi to eat hotpot mutton and talk in detail.
So the three of them packed up their things and ran to Dongsi together
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