Chapter 149: Fierce Conflict on Crescent Island



Zhao Qiming muttered, "The food comes out from here."

Everyone turned on the flashlights they carried with them and shone the light on the rock wall. The further they went in, the more grain piled up in the shape of triangular pyramids on the ground. As soon as they turned the corner, they were all stunned when they saw the rice wall blocking the cave in front of them.

Qin Shizhen subconsciously rubbed his eyes with his hands, wondering if he was seeing things.

One of them walked forward to dig out the rice, but the support underneath was lost and the rice fell on him, burying him directly.

Others immediately went over and pulled the person out.

Leave a space of thirty centimeters deep and there is still rice inside.

Zhao Qiming led people to start digging, but they couldn't see the end for a while.

He ordered Qin Shizhen: "Go back immediately and call someone to help."

"yes."

When the platoon leaders of the second and third platoons brought their men over, they were actually a little bit unconvinced in their hearts as to how food could appear out of nowhere in the cave.

It was not until they entered the cave and saw the rice piled on the ground and the rice wall that they completely believed it was true.

Everyone took sacks and filled the rice on the ground into the pit. After digging to a depth of about five or six meters, wheat gradually began to be mixed in with the rice.

It is also five or six meters deep, and behind the wheat are sweet potatoes and corn.

The bags were placed on carts and towed back to the troops.

Dong Yongguang heard the news from his subordinates and rushed over immediately.

Looking at the food on the ground, he walked into the cave and asked, "Who put all this food here?"

There were so many that it would take three or four supply ships to transport them all ashore.

Qin Shizhen, who was squatting nearby packing sweet potatoes, said, "Maybe these are the relief grains that the older generation hid here decades or even hundreds of years ago, and the tsunami just happened to wash them out."

Platoon leader Zhao Qiming shook his head. "Although the food outside and underneath has been soaked by water, the food near the top of the cave is dry. If it is really from decades or hundreds of years ago, the island is humid during the rainy season, and this is not a confined space, it would have rotted long ago. It is impossible to have been preserved for so long."

Dong Yongguang agreed with Zhao Qiming's words, the food hidden in the cave must not have been stored here for that long.

After all the food was transported away, the footprints on the ground had already become messy, with at least more than a hundred people's footprints.

Dong Yongguang grabbed a handful of rice, picked up one of them and peeled off the outer husk. The color of the rice was crystal clear, and it didn't look like stale rice.

He said to Zhao Qiming, "First make some and feed it to the fish to see if there is any problem with the food."

There is no guarantee that these foods were not hidden by the spies before, and it is possible that they did not need to poison them when escaping.

No one on the island would grow so much food, let alone hide it.

In the afternoon, Zhao Qiming reported to Dong Yongguang that there was no problem with the food and it could be eaten.

The first people to enjoy this meal were soldiers in the army, and it was only distributed to the island residents the next day.

Wang Shuning stared at the sweet potato grains mixed in the rice, it was done.

The power outage rendered the radio unusable, and we had no access to any news from the outside world, nor did we know how the war between China and North Vietnam was going.

As soon as the 123rd warship and the Ocean-going Ship arrived at Hongshan Island, they had a violent conflict with the North Vietnamese troops on the island.

After the East China Sea Fleet arrived, they received orders from their superiors and recaptured Hongshan Island within three days.

However, the North Vietnamese army did not give up after leaving the island. Instead, they immediately called for support.

In the past month, conflicts of varying sizes broke out between the two sides more than a dozen times.

Internationally, the rhetoric between Chinese and North Vietnamese diplomats became increasingly heated. After each negotiation and debate, a series of orders were quickly transmitted to the border. Either war or truce depended on whether the North Vietnamese army could withdraw from Chinese territorial waters and promise never to invade again.

On Crescent Island, sixty nautical miles away from Hongshan Island, Han Jie and Liao Tingming each led a company to launch a devastating attack on the North Vietnamese troops temporarily stationed on the island.

The vegetation on Crescent Island is lush and green. It has been uninhabited for many years. There are countless towering trees over ten meters high. The gunshots in the forest scared the nearby animals away.

Liao Tingming and others were lying in the grass ditch. There were more than one North Vietnamese snipers in the bushes a few hundred meters away. Their way forward was blocked by the snipers.

The enemy's bullets hit the comrades who rushed out, and Qi Jianping locked the position of a sniper.

The area ahead is within the enemy's sniper range. The only way to kill them is to break through.

Liao Tingming frowned, "Don't move, wait for me. According to the plan, Han Jie and his men will attack from behind, they should be here soon."

According to Liao Tingming's order, everyone lay down in the pit and shot in the direction of the snipers. Although they could not hit them, they could stop the enemy from advancing towards their position.

Wait until Han Jie's men arrive and surround them from the front and back, leaving them with no way to retreat.

Five minutes later, the gunfire not far away suddenly became intense, and Liao Tingming knew that Han Jie and his men were coming.

"Let's go." He led his men to quickly climb out of the pit and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.

With enemies in front and behind, the North Vietnamese soldiers were unable to take care of anything and were shot and fell one after another.

A yellow fire flashed in the distance, Liao Tingming's eyes widened, and he grabbed Qi Jianping, who was rushing forward, with one hand and made him lie on the ground.

But no matter how fast his reaction was, Qi Jianping was still shot in the shoulder.

The bullet penetrated the skin and the blood flowed continuously.

Even though the two men had fallen, the other side still refused to let them go and kept shooting at this side.

Liao Tingming glared at Qi Jianping, whose eyes were wide open. "How are you?"

Qi Jianping gritted his teeth in pain and said, "It's okay, Captain. It won't kill me."

"Bang." The bullet hit the slope in front of the two men, splashing dirt on their faces.

Liao Tingming said, "Stay here and don't move. I'll lead them away and you find a chance to leave."

Qi Jianping's eyebrows twitched and sweat broke out on his forehead. "No, you will definitely be hit as soon as you go out."

Liao Tingming was already planning his route with his eyes. "I served as a soldier for a good reason. This is not the first time I have competed with a sniper in speed."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed to the side, as fast as lightning, and several shadows flashed behind the tree. The next second while he was dodging, the enemy sniper's bullet passed by him.

Five hundred meters away, Qiao Fei was lying on the grass, aiming the sniper rifle in his hand at the sniper who was shooting at Liao Tingming.

The enemy continued to fire, completely exposing his position.

A fiery bullet shot out from the muzzle and hit the enemy's forehead with incredible precision.

Liao Tingming stood behind the tree and gestured to Qiao Fei.

Soon, a comrade went to the place where Qi Jianping was hiding and roughly wrapped the wound with gauze to prevent excessive blood loss.

He would be taken to the Oceanic, anchored near Crescent Island, for surgery as soon as possible.

Under the leadership of Liao Tingming, the ship company and the company led by Han Jie trapped the North Vietnamese enemy forces into a sandwich.

They even captured more than twenty North Vietnamese prisoners in the end.

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