Zhou Pin, the leader of the seventh reconnaissance squad of a certain unit of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army and a member of the Communist Party, was a clever and brave young man who never knew tiredness.
One afternoon, while he was writing his diary in the concealment department, the regimental commander's guard suddenly came running and said that the chief was waiting for him at the platoon commander and told him to go immediately.
Zhou Pin knew that there was an important task to be carried out, and his heart was full of enthusiasm: he immediately came to the platoon commander's hidden department and met the regiment commander and political commissar.
The regiment commander recounted some of the situation and gave an account of the tasks, he said: l In the next few days, the enemy intends to launch an offensive, firing thousands of shells at our positions every day.
Although our artillery tried several times to suppress the enemy's fire, each time it was suppressed by the shells coming from behind the enemy's forward positions. From the observation posts on our positions, it was impossible to find the exact location of the enemy's artillery positions.
In order to destroy its artillery positions before the enemy attacks, it is necessary to do everything possible to catch a tongue back... After the regiment commander finished speaking, both the platoon commander and Zhou Pin expressed their determination to the chief.
Zhou Pin returned to his hidden department, and as before every departure, he excitedly wrote down his wishes and feelings in a small diary.
After dinner, the scouts all wore overcoats and white towels wrapped around their heads and set off with the platoon commander. Zhou Pin walked in front, and when he arrived at the anti-tank position, Lu Lao, the leader of the bazooka squad, smiled at him from afar.
As soon as we passed our anti-tank positions, there were no roads ahead. In the darkness of the night: enemy fire is desperately firing at a large river bridge. The scouts quickly ran in a direction to the east.
It didn't take long for them to flash to the right of the bridge and stop beside a dirt slope by the river.
The platoon commander paid attention to cultivating the command ability of each squad leader at any time, and he asked Zhou Pin in a low voice how to act. Zhou Pin said his plan.
The platoon commander agreed. Everyone took off their coats and shoes and socks, rolled up their trousers, and prepared to cross the river. At this time, Zhou Pin suddenly remembered that the platoon commander was not in good health, so he forced the platoon commander to drink a few sips of soju.
Zhou Pin was the first to jump into the river, and everyone followed into the water. The ice water pierced their foot bones like the tip of a needle. They gritted their teeth and walked forward with their chests straight.
When we arrived on the South Bank, everyone wiped their legs with alcohol and wore shoes and socks. Zhou Pin found that a stone was frozen under his feet, gritted his teeth and moved it with his hands, even a piece of skin was torn off, and blood flowed down the soles of his feet.
He put on his shoes and socks without a sound, led Fan Yuyou and Xiao Wang, formed a triangular formation, and quietly searched the past.
The enemy's searchlight flashed in the dim night sky, and Zhou Pin and the others spread their bodies on the snow and crawled forward with their hands and knees.
Suddenly, the coughing and bulky footsteps of American devils could be heard in the distance. Zhou Pin thought: Great, the devil has come to show us the way. 1 He quickly jumped up from the snow and beckoned his comrades to follow the devil's footsteps and run over.
At the end of the chase, a fork in the road appeared in front of him, which could lead to the mountain bag. The scouts crouched down in the ditch and faintly saw several barbed wire fences in the middle of the hillside.
Suddenly, several flares opened up in the sky, and the light of the bullets reflected a gap in the middle of the barbed wire, which was the enemy's fire blockade; And next to the last barbed wire, there is a figure.
Zhou Pin discussed with the platoon commander, and the platoon commander pointed to the side and back of the mountain, and said categorically: Start the knife here!
The scouts crawled under the barbed wire. On this barbed wire, the enemy is equipped with obedient and iron bells, and thunderbolts, tripping mines, and lighting mines are installed around it. Zhou Pin asked the platoon commander in a low voice, ready to cut the barbed wire with sabotage scissors.
The platoon commander did not answer, but gently cut the ice shell under the bottom of the wire with his bayonet, and peeled off the snow below, and found that the barbed wire had been installed after the snow had fallen, and there was a gap more than a foot high underneath.
He excitedly pulled Zhou Pin closer, pointed to the gap under the shading of the wire and told him: Pick up the snow, and people will drill through the bottom; It's the same with other barbed wire!
After the platoon commander finished speaking, he turned around and instructed the scouts to use bayonets and iron scissors to pick two larger gaps under the wire shading.
In a few moments, the valiant scouts had crossed the layers of enemy barbed wire.
At the edge of the last barbed wire stood an enemy sentry, shivering from the biting cold wind, bent over, tucked his head in the collar of his coat, and smoked a cigarette.
The devil lit a paper cigarette, and just as he was about to stand up, two people rushed from behind him, one covering his face with a white cloth, and the other holding a gun against his back.
At the same time as Fan Yuyou was cleaning up the sentry, Zhou Pin and another scout flashed to the sides of the two bunkers, and with the same movement, they suddenly threw out the machine gun at the entrance of the cave, and fired at the cave with the submachine gun in the flat.
Xiao Wang ran around nervously, and after a while ran to the hole and threw a hand bullet; After a while, he ran to another hole. After five minutes of fighting, all the acquaintances in the two bunkers were eliminated.
When the enemy in the other fortifications heard the ** sound, they all started their guns in panic and blindly. But the scouts had already left the enemy positions with their prisoners. Behind them, the enemy's heavy machine-gun fire saw them off like firecrackers.
The scouts returned to the river, ready to wade again. Xiao Wang sat on a large rock, rubbing his legs, and looked at the American prisoners crawling beside him with strange interest.
At this time, the enemy artillery came to take revenge. Zhou Pin looked at the clusters of shells and flew over his head with a scream, and in the far rear of our army, he remembered the words of the artillery commander at the congratulatory meeting.
Suddenly, he ran to the platoon commander and asked him to find out the location of the enemy's artillery positions before going back. He thought it was more reliable than the prisoner's confession.
The platoon commander thought about it, agreed to his request, and sent Xiao Wang to go with him. In the second half of the night, the wind was howling. Zhou Pin and Xiao Wang turned the corner of the hill in front of the enemy and entered a large valley leading to the enemy's rear.
Zhou Pin's injured foot when crossing the river, because he had rested for a while just now, suddenly felt a faint pain. He endured the pain and kept going.
It was more than four miles into the enemy's rear, when suddenly there was a deafening sound of motors, and the enemy's tanks were coming. They hurriedly hid themselves in a small ditch.
They followed the ditch to the side of the road, and saw a ravine ahead of them, and a bridge spanning the ends of the road, and the bridge was brightly lit, and two enemy sentinels were standing. Zhou Pin decided to cut over the road and wrap it around the ravine.
The two men quickly crossed the road and reached the side of the ravine, only to find that there was a rushing river below, and on both sides of the river were cliffs more than two feet high, and the two could not cross it.
Zhou Pin saw a small tree growing obliquely in the middle of the cliff, and found a strong root on the cliff, he was very excited, and planned to use the belt and branches to slide to the bottom of the ditch.
He tied Xiao Wang's belt to his own belt, tied one end to the root of the tree, and slowly slid it to the small tree with both hands, and then slid down from the tree.
After a while, both of them slipped safely to the bottom of the ditch.
Two men crossed the river barefoot. As soon as Zhou Pin's foot reached into the water, the bloody scabbed wound cracked again, and he trembled in pain, but immediately stood firm again.
After walking a few steps, Yu's feet were so cold that he lost consciousness, Zhou Pin reached out to hug Xiao Wang and asked him with concern. Xiao Wang was very strong-willed, was not afraid to say anything, and earnestly asked him to introduce himself to the prize.
After crossing the ravine, it was not good to go far, and the enemy's artillery positions were seen. At this time, the enemy was still blindly firing artillery shells, disrupting the rear of our troops.
This artillery rack was placed behind a large mountain, and it is indeed difficult to determine its exact location from the observation posts on our positions. Zhou Pin wrote down its location in detail.
After figuring out the location of the enemy's artillery positions, they wanted to turn around and go back, but it was almost dawn and it was too late. The two of them climbed to a small hill and decided to observe in the vicinity.
They hid under the snow-covered bushes, and saw that the ravine not far away was full of tents, and in the open space outside the tents, several tanks were parked, and the devils were walking back and forth like shuttles.
After a while, two American devils escorted out a few North Korean villagers from the tent, and although these North Korean villagers wore their hands tied behind their backs and wore thin single clothes, they all stubbornly walked forward with their heads held high.
Suddenly, gunshots rang out in the distance, and Zhou Pin knew that these North Korean fellows were going to be martyred, and he felt sad in his heart. He gazed at the tent with resentment, calculating the distance and direction from the tent to the top of the mountain.
They hadn't eaten or drunk a sip of water for more than thirty hours. It wasn't until dark that they climbed down the hill and returned to their positions.
When it was almost dawn, Zhou Pin was already leaning on the wall of the bomb shelter. Xiao Wang and his comrades beside him were sleeping soundly, but he couldn't keep his eyelids on his eyelids as if he had a task that had not been completed.
The platoon commander's little correspondent suddenly came in from the hole and told him to listen to **.
He took the ** from the platoon commander's hand, and immediately became restrained, and it turned out that the ** was the voice of the political commissar. The commissar first congratulated him on his victory, and then told him: the artillery is going to be **.
Sure enough, in less than three minutes, my powerful artillery fire roared. Clusters of shells whizzed towards the enemy's position, and the earth and valleys trembled.
The scouts all ran to the observation post. In their viewing glasses, they saw clouds of black smoke rising from behind a large mountain, tumbling high into the air like a mountain in the morning.
Zhou Pin stood quietly to the side, he thought of the martyred North Korean fellows, and a sense of revenge flowed through his body.
He took out his beloved little diary and carefully wrote a few lines on it. At this moment, a ray of light shone on the diary, and the sun came out. Zhou Pin's whole body was bathed in the glow of the exhilarating morning sun.