PFC Chapter 239: Disregarding Military Discipline and Serving with Strings
Chapter 239: Disregarding Military Discipline and Serving with Strings
At noon, the sun was scorching and the heat wave was rolling in.
At the position of the 1st Battalion of the National Army, the soldiers huddled in a narrow and stuffy trench, trying to avoid the sun above their heads and avoid being sunburned.
At this time, they were seen holding those dry and hard steamed breads in their hands, gnawing on them with difficulty.
With every bite, many crumbs would fall out of the steamed bread. Compared with the rich and delicious meals of the senior officers, what these soldiers at the bottom ate was not even as good as pig food.
Each soldier could only get a few of these steamed buns every day, plus a bowl of salty soup with a few drops of oil floating in it, and that was their food for the day.
Under such circumstances, there are still some people clamoring for further cuts in military spending.
If they were not in this strange land far away from home and had no other place to escape to, I am afraid that these soldiers would have disappeared without a trace long ago.
"Hey, where's the third company commander? Go call him over for a meeting!"
At the position command post, a battalion commander came out of the straw hut and shouted to the signalman at the door.
In the past few days, they have been shouldering the vital task of defending Qinghe River and not giving the enemy any chance to cross the river and launch a surprise attack.
However, as time went on, the situation became increasingly difficult.
Nowadays, the weather is getting hotter day by day. Everyone seems to be placed in a huge furnace. The gradually rising high temperature is mercilessly baking the earth, making people breathless.
However, the enemy seemed unusually calm and showed no signs of taking any action.
Every day, there are just a few symbolic rounds of bombing back and forth, and then things return to calm.
If this continues, regardless of whether the enemy will actually attack, their own soldiers alone will probably find it difficult to endure such torture.
It is very likely that they will collapse due to heat stroke, and the entire defense line will then fall into chaos and crisis.
"Um... Battalion Commander, the Third Company Commander seems... not at the position..."
After a while, the signalman who had been walking around outside gritted his teeth and explained in a low voice.
It's a difficult situation for him. On one side is the battalion commander and on the other is the company commander, and he can't afford to offend either of them.
"You bastard!" Sure enough, upon hearing this, the battalion commander got furious on the spot, and walked towards the third company's position with a stern face and anger.
On the battlefield, as a grassroots commander, he actually ignored military regulations and discipline and left his post. This guy must be tired of living!
Ten minutes later, in the front trench, a battalion commander stood with his hands on his hips and looked around for several times, but he didn't see the figure of the third company commander. He kicked the butt of the soldier lying next to him and shouted angrily.
"Where are the people? Where is your Third Company Commander?!"
"I don't know!" The soldier asked with his chapped lips and tanned face. He looked listless like a wilted cucumber, with his head drooping.
"Captain, when can we go downstairs and rest? It's too hot! I feel like if we keep going like this, we'll definitely get sunburned to death!"
"Bullshit!" The battalion commander glared at him, then climbed up the trench, looked at the soldiers hiding in the corner, and shouted loudly.
"Brothers, our mission now is to keep a close eye on Qinghe River and prevent the Independence Army from sneaking in and launching a surprise attack."
"I know it's been very hot lately and everyone's been working very hard, but this is a task assigned by our superiors. I hope everyone can persevere, cheer up, and get through these few days!"
The soldiers hiding in the trenches did not react at all after hearing his meaningless, empty and boring words.
He just silently picked up the military cap on his head and waved it gently to bring himself a slight coolness.
At the same time, some soldiers pressed their bodies tightly against the ground, hoping to use the moist and slightly cool soil to lower their body temperatures which were rising due to the scorching sun.
Faced with such a situation, the battalion commander had no choice but to swallow his anger.
At this moment, the only thing he could do was to place all his hopes on the leadership at the next level, hoping that they could speed up the pace of attack and quickly advance the front line.
In this way, his brothers would be able to move around and no longer suffer from the scorching sun. They could find a slightly shadier place to rest.
rustling...
About a hundred meters in front of the position, the third company commander was walking at the front of the team, stepping on the dense weeds, making a rustling sound.
Behind him, the young man held a gun against his waist and walked forward while turning back to give orders.
"Everyone, get ready. Keep your explosive grenades ready to be pulled. Listen to my command and throw them together!"
"Roger that!"
The soldiers behind nodded in unison, took out the bombs in their arms, and looked at the position that was getting closer and closer, their nerves tense.
Their mission today was not to capture the position or to decapitate the enemy in the chaos. They just needed to delay the enemy troops on the river bank, suppress their firepower, and buy some time for the large force behind them to cross the river.
"Oh no, our battalion commander is here!"
The third company commander, who had just crawled out of the grass, looked up and saw a figure standing at the edge of the trench. His heart tightened and he thought to himself that something bad was going to happen.
Suddenly there are so many people, and they are all unfamiliar faces. The battalion commander will definitely be able to see something is wrong. If things go wrong, the other side will open fire before they get close.
"Don't panic, just keep going forward, stay calm and chat with him for a while, and keep closing the distance!"
The young man's face was calm and he showed no sign of panic. He pushed the third company captain to speed up his pace and take a few more steps forward before he was discovered.
"Hey, Third Company Commander, where have you been, you bastard? I've been looking for you here for ages, and you're just wasting my time!"
Sure enough, as soon as they stepped out of the ditch, they were discovered by a battalion commander.
Perhaps because he was in a bad mood, he did not carefully observe the soldiers following him, but instead focused on the company commander's questions and cursed him.
"You disregarded military discipline and law and deserted your post during wartime. I think you, you bastard, don't want to live anymore!"
"Can you do it or not? If you don't want to do it, just say so, and I'll send the supervision team over to kill you immediately!"
"Captain, it's too hot. I'm going to the river to take a bath. It'll cool down a bit, and I won't be far away."
The third company commander explained with a smile, blinking his eyes repeatedly, trying to send some signals to the other party in this way.
However, the battalion commander, who was already furious, did not notice his little action at all. When he heard the boy shout "hot", his anger surged more than three feet high. He pointed at his figure and shouted angrily.
"Fuck, you're the only one who's hot. The brothers are huddled in the trenches, it's airtight and hard to breathe. You're the only one who's hot, right?"
"Fuck you! You're going to take a shower by yourself and you bring so many people with you. I think you really don't know how to spell the word death!"
"No, Captain, you...you..."
The third company commander felt that he was more wronged than Dou E at this moment, and could only blink and pout frantically, signaling to him through changing his expression.
However, as the distance increased, the two sides were less than fifty meters apart.
At this moment, the young man popped his head out from behind the third company commander and asked with a smile.
"Captain, it's quite hot, isn't it? I have a way to cool you down quickly!"
"What the hell do you have to say? If you can really lower the temperature, I'll give you credit for it!"
The battalion commander frowned and shouted. Although he felt that the man in front of him was a little strange, he didn't care too much at this time.
There are hundreds of people in the camp, so it's normal not to remember them all.
"Just watch it."
The young man smiled and nodded, then waved his hand and gave orders to the soldiers behind him.
"Brothers, pull the strings and serve the food!!"