"Yes!" Hai Dongqing and Li Dazhai responded in unison.

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After the squad leader finished speaking, he finally took out a piece of compressed biscuit and tore open the outer packaging.

After a short rest, everyone set off again. However, the last distance was not easy to walk.

Although the cover of morning fog at this time is enough to help them hide their figures, they must always be alert to possible landmines.

Along the way, weiran alone had discovered two or three American hand grenades or Type 67 wooden handle grenades, or even homemade mines with cast iron shells.

These mines may not be very lethal, but they all make enough noise. Once they detonate, they may immediately alert the surrounding militiamen and even the garrison.

Precisely because of the existence of these warning mines, they were also slowed down, but even so, they reached the halfway point of the last mountain at 7:30 in the morning.

On this last stretch of the road, Xiao Xifeng and Lu Yao not only had to carry the equipment that was originally carried by others, but also carried additional backpacks belonging to Wei Ran and Dao Squad Leader. Even Li Dazhai,

They all carried Hai Dongqing's backpack.

Compared to those at the end of the queue, Wei Ran, who was traveling lightly and simply, was more cautious and cautious.

At this time, he and Hai Dongqing were each holding a silent submachine gun, watching each other's left and right. In front of him, in addition to a silent pistol, the knife squad leader only held a thin weapon chopped off on the road.

The bamboo pole, like a "blind man", carefully picked up the fallen leaves along the way while observing the surrounding vines and shrubs.

Just when they were about to climb to the top of the mountain, Squad Leader Dao stopped.

At this time, in front of him, less than one meter away from his toes, in the dark brown leaf litter, there was a section as long as a matchstick, with crystal drops of water hanging on it.

Turning around and pointing to his eyes and to the left and right, Squad Leader Knife slowly squatted down and carefully observed the surrounding situation.

After a moment of thinking, he gently lifted up the fallen leaves, revealing a very thin wire.

Instead of rushing along the wire to search for possible explosives, he then began to clean up the fallen leaves on the ground.

Soon, a dirty Type 58 anti-infantry mine revealed a Tianling cap that was almost the same color as a fallen leaf.

The squad leader was still not in a hurry to remove the mine, but continued to clean up the fallen leaves around him.

As the layers of fallen leaves were removed, he found two more brown nylon threads buried in the soil that seemed to have passed under the anti-infantry mine.

Following the nylon line, he found a Type 67 grenade tied to the roots of the bush and covered with moss under the bush on the right.

Continue to search along the nylon thread on the other side, where it is directly tied to the root of another shrub.

He took out a pair of needle-nose pliers and carefully cut off the grenade's firing wire. Then, he found a "bow" made of bamboo pieces from under the Type 58 mine, only about the size of a shoe.

Obviously, if he had directly eliminated the Type 58 mine just now, the bow string would have been cut off, and the grenade would have detonated.

What's even more amazing is that after he disarmed the homemade bamboo trap, he found that the Type 58 mine only had a top shell.

The mine clearing does not end here, there is still a wire ahead.

However, as he peeled off the cocoon little by little, Wei Ran discovered that the wire was just a wire, with both sides tied to the roots of the shrubs and not connected to any explosives at all.

Obviously, if someone tried to cut the wire, they would step on the mine shell and let the bow below trigger the grenade.

In fact, the minelayer may have deliberately exposed the flaw to let people discover the iron wire and the mine shell. His purpose may be to blow up the people who were preparing to clear the mine!

After disarming this cunning mine, Squad Leader Dao did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he picked up the bamboo pole again with increasing caution and inspected the ground step by step.

Soon, the one-meter-long bamboo pole was thrust into the fallen leaves on the ground. The knife squad leader also stopped again and carefully cleaned up the fallen leaves and the bamboo strips underneath, revealing a tree that was about one meter and a half wide.

, a one meter deep trap.

At the bottom of the trap, there were many sharpened bamboo pieces standing upright, and there was also a faint smell of feces.

These people have set traps in the minefields in the hinterland. Are they prepared to retreat here and continue to hold on if they are defeated?

Wei Ran muttered secretly, paying more and more vigilance to the movements around him.

The knife squad leader frowned and thought for a while, then looked behind him in the direction of the grenade he had just eliminated, and then pressed against the edge of the trap to check the situation in the bushes.

In less than five minutes, he found an American-made M14 anti-personnel mine.

The unsafe mine was buried on the left side of the trap. Squad Leader Dao led everyone forward and carefully bypassed the trap.

From here onwards, they never encountered landmines again. Instead, they saw many trenches and tunnels that had been built in advance and had accumulated a lot of rainwater.

There is no doubt that there is no one in these trenches, let alone any weapons or supplies.

Perhaps, as Wei Ran guessed, these white-eyed wolves were preparing to be beaten to the door of Hanoi's living room again.

They covered each other all the way to the top of the mountain, but Wei Ran couldn't help but was stunned. At this time, on this side of the mountain were layers of paddy fields shrouded in fog, especially less than 10 meters away from the top of the mountain.

Holding a half-sized buffalo.

Next to the buffalo, there was a thin child wearing a bamboo hat, tattered clothes and bare feet, with a hatchet on his waist.

At this time, he was holding a half-gnawed sugar cane and looking at them with a blank expression and fear!

Is this... the Cha Xifeng of later generations? Wei Ran couldn't help but think that he didn't expect to meet him so soon.

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The knife squad leader first reminded me in Chinese, then changed to Vietnamese and asked in a low voice, "If you don't want to die, slowly raise your hands."

Hearing this, the young Zha Xifeng raised her dirty hands and the sugar cane in her hands without thinking.

After looking at the bagasse at the opponent's feet, Squad Leader Dao walked over and asked in a low voice, "Where is your weapon?"

The young Zha Xifeng swallowed hard, with tears in her eyes, and said tremblingly, "Pocket, pocket, don't kill me, please, don't kill me."

"Keep quiet, don't cry, make noise, or run away, and we won't kill you."

The squad leader's tone was particularly gentle at this time, and he slowly took out the two Type 67 grenades from the opponent's pocket.

Immediately afterwards, he took out two compressed biscuits from his own pocket and put them into the other person's pocket, and then took out a handful of fruit candies from another pocket and put them in together.

"Do you want to survive?"

Squad Leader Dao asked while stuffing a fruit candy into the other person's mouth.

"I think, I think." The young Cha Xifeng nodded immediately and replied, "I want to survive!"

"Leading his oxen to the other side of the mountain"

The squad leader switched to his native language and gave the order, and then continued to ask in Vietnamese, "What's your name?"

"Nhan(sound: Nahan)"

This little guy had a candy bar in his mouth and a sugar cane in his hand, but he didn't dare to eat it or put down his arm. He answered the question of the squad leader calmly.

At the same time, Wei Ran, who also understood Vietnamese and knew what happened to the child's mother, secretly sighed.

This more difficult word also means forgiveness, tolerance, but I just don’t know who the child’s mother was forgiving when she named him this name. Was she forgiving those violent Americans, or was she forgiving this person?

A child that shouldn't have been born, or to forgive herself.

In his wild thoughts, Hai Dongqing led the calf back to the top of the mountain, returned to the other side of the mountain, drove the calf into a trench with water, and tied the rope through the nose ring to

On a small tree.

At the same time, the squad leader Dao also followed up with a child named Forgiveness, and at the same time asked casually, "Nahan, how old are you?"

"10 years old" Nahan replied tremblingly.

"Where are your parents?" Squad Leader Dao patiently asked the next question.

"I don't have a father"

Nahan replied subconsciously, and then added, "My mother is dead. She was beaten to death by the villagers."

"Being beaten to death by the villagers?" Squad Leader Dao raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

When these words came out, Nahan burst into tears that he had been holding back for a long time, and said with a tearful voice, "They say my mother is a friend of the Chinese people and a traitor to us."

"Why is this little black dog still crying?" Lu Yao asked curiously in a low voice.

"Shhh"

Wei Ran made a silent gesture and continued to listen to the conversation between Squad Leader Dao and Nahan.

Sighing silently, Squad Leader Dao helped the other person wipe away his tears, motioned for him to sit next to the buffalo and asked in a low voice, "Do you usually guard here?"

Nahan nodded and said without any concealment, "Until the sun goes down."

"Tie him up," Squad Leader Dao said in his native language.

Hearing this, Hai Dongqing immediately took off the handcuffs hanging from his waist, leaned Nahan against a small tree with thick thighs, and then took out a pair of socks that he didn't know whether he had worn or not and stuffed them into his chest.

mouth, and took off Nahan's cloth belt and tied it around his mouth.

"Do you still have this little black dog?" Squad Leader Cha asked puzzledly.

"Keep it"

The squad leader sighed, raised his finger in the direction and murmured to himself, "Over there, less than 10 kilometers away in a straight line is Ha Giang City. My mother-in-law is from Ha Giang. She and I met during the Vietnam War against the United States.

I am a militia translator transporting supplies, and so is she."

After a short pause, the squad leader said quietly, "If her child and I are still alive, we will be exactly the same age as this little guy."

Hearing this, everyone's breath froze, but Squad Leader Dao seemed to have guessed what everyone wanted to ask. While wiping his face with the green towel around his neck, he continued to mutter to himself, "Dead, all dead.
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