While countries are engaged in international mudslinging, border wars have reached a fever pitch.
As usual, the Vietnamese soldiers stood on the Qingshan position, dancing to provoke the Chinese soldiers, unaware that the Chinese soldiers were already eyeing them covetously.
Meanwhile, Rolf at the listening station also noticed something was wrong.
Although the codebook was lost and he couldn't quickly translate the communications he overheard from the Chinese troops, the crackling sounds coming from the radio monitoring equipment didn't seem like the main force had already been transferred to the eastern front.
Just then, a communication call came in from the Vietnamese army's forward command post.
The main force of the Vietnamese army was transferred to the eastern front, but no large-scale Chinese troops were found. Instead, small units were vying for positions on the front line.
The Vietnamese commander had a bad feeling.
This premonition came true when the artillery fire of the Chinese troops tore apart the calm around Qingshan on the western front.
"Damn it, we've been tricked!" The commander smashed his teacup.
Rolf was thinking to himself, "I'm finished."
As expected, when the Vietnamese high command learned of the situation at the front, they made a phone call directly to country E.
When Rolf and another advisor were urgently recalled by E country, leaving the listening station leaderless, the gadgets that Lin Xiaoxiao and Ke Run had placed exploded with a bang.
The entire listening station was razed to the ground.
The Vietnamese command system was in disarray, and our army's offensive speed was more than ten hours faster than expected, which established a war advantage.
Furthermore, due to the 'Rov incident,' country E suspended its support for Vietnam, delaying its counterattack.
The Vietnamese commander arrogantly declared, "If the Chinese can capture Qingshan, I will not be the commander." But in reality, the Vietnamese army could not hold out against the Chinese soldiers' attack for two hours.
The moment the red flag was planted atop the green hill, the war was essentially over.
All the previous disputes and frictions over the Qingshan border disappeared when the boundary marker stood on the mountaintop.
Qingshan has been part of China's territory since ancient times.
The Yue Kingdom's attempt to incorporate the mountaintop into their territory and control its core strategic location was nothing but wishful thinking.
"We won!" The soldiers hugged and cheered.
Zhao Yu sat in the trench, staring blankly at the photo in his hand. His eyes were red, and he was on the verge of tears several times.
"Deputy Battalion Commander..." The company commander under his command hesitated, unsure how to comfort him.
Zhao Yu closed his eyes briefly and asked in a hoarse voice, "Has that young soldier been settled?"
"It's all taken care of."
Zhao Yu waved his hand, telling them to leave, and said he would stay quietly for a while.
Let's go back an hour.
When Zhao Yu led his men up the mountainside, they encountered a fierce counterattack from the Vietnamese army, driven by extreme emotions. Zhao Yu's wrist sprain had not healed, and he fell while retreating. Just when he thought he was going to die under the artillery fire, a young soldier bravely rushed out and dragged him behind the cover. He was shot in the arm, but the young soldier was riddled with bullets.
After the position was captured, he did not have the medic remove the bullets and bandage him, but instead went to find the body of the young soldier.
After wiping his face clean, he finally realized where that sense of familiarity came from.
The young soldier... was the one who had performed meritorious service two years ago, but whose elderly mother was seriously ill and he had no money to treat her, so He Meng used money to buy his merit.
Zhao Yu's fingers trembled as he found a photograph in his pocket.
The photo shows three people: a young soldier, his mother, and his sister.
He asked people who were close to the young soldier, and they all said that his family was in very difficult circumstances, with an elderly mother suffering from illness and a younger sister who was born mentally challenged and had the mental capacity of a few years old.
I sent almost all of my monthly allowance of twelve yuan back home.
The comrades were very sad, and they all thought about the young soldier's family situation.
Zhao Yu burst into tears on the spot, his guilt and shame almost overwhelming him. If... if he hadn't taken that credit back then, would... would he not be in this situation today?
Moreover, every one of those soldiers who sacrificed their lives was a good son of his family.
Having lived under his parents' wings since childhood, Zhao Yu has finally grown up at this moment.
Looking at his military uniform and then at the exhausted soldiers resting around him, he felt a surge of immense shame.
He... seems really unfit to be a soldier.
On the other side, Qin Yushen was chatting with Shao Gang, the two leaning against the boundary marker, cigarettes dangling from their mouths.
This was a rare instance for Qin Yushen to smoke. He couldn't help it; he was too tense and wanted to do something to relax.
His knuckles were slightly curled, the cigarette was held diagonally between his lips, and as the white smoke spread from his lips, his Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously, and his brows were etched with a deep, lingering melancholy.
"Damn it!" Shao Gang scratched his head, extremely annoyed. "Who the hell invented war? My little bastards are either dead or crippled..."
As he finished speaking, Shao Gang's eyes reddened.
The battle seemed to be won quickly, but it came at a great cost.
The Vietnamese side has a commanding position, and although there is only one division stationed there, their weapons and artillery are the most advanced imported from Vietnam. Even if our weapons are not bad, our inherent strategic location is undeniable.
Their regiment, as the vanguard, suffered many casualties.
Qin Yushen's Black Panther Commando still suffered casualties, but the situation was much better.
"Old Qin, you didn't see it. The battle to capture Wushan was truly devastating," Shao Gang said gravely. "Most of the recruits were new soldiers who had only been in the army for a little over six months. Sigh..."
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