At almost noon the next day, Wang Ke returned to the company with more than seven kilograms of compressed biscuits and a few batteries given by Liu Liyong in private.
All the batteries were given to the wireless class. Military compressed biscuits are a trendy thing and cannot be distinguished at all, so they will not be separated. The landlord, Uncle Geng, insisted on giving two packets, but he still had five packets left. He didn't give any of them and put them all into the shell box.
He had a hunch that if Professor Ye Rongguang came this time, maybe this girl Ye Xianqian would also come with him. It just so happens that she is a delicious eater, which is just the right thing to do to keep her busy.
After arriving at the company headquarters to sell off the leave, Wang Ke immediately went to the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun and focused on Chief of Staff Bao.
"You mean Lao Bao wants to change his career?"
"Yes, platoon leader, it would be a pity if Chief of Staff Bao changes his job and leaves." Wang Ke said this, but he also had another meaning. If Chief of Staff Bao changes his job, will it have any impact on the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun? Influence?
Alas, this is also a natural law.
At the end, Wang Ke talked about this new mission.
"Are you sure? Do you really want to cooperate with them in finding the golden cobra?" asked the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun. Like Chief of Staff Bao, he really didn't want Wang Ke to be involved in this matter. After all, there was still a certain risk.
Wang Ke nodded. This matter was caused by his "enthusiasm" and it was too late to quit now.
"Then you must be extra careful. The target practice time has been advanced. Your command platoon must pay close attention these days. Although this target practice is to train new people, it should not be too embarrassing."
"Platoon commander, has the shooting range been confirmed?"
"Well, basically on the east side of the elephant's leg."
"I understand." Wang Ke came back from the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun and held a platoon-wide meeting that night. The unnamed ridge and the possible target point on the opposite side will be the focus of training from now on.
The command post must be on the ridge, and the artillery position must be on the west side of the ridge, basically invisible to the command post.
"Platoon leader, don't worry. Let's export all the main coordinate points on this ridge first. If there are any big deviations, we can quickly correct them." Reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin came up with an idea.
"There should be no problem with the training of our wireless class."
"Our telephone team ensures that wherever the command post is opened, the telephone lines will be set up!"
There was only one Gu Maolin in the whole platoon who remained silent. He was now "under great pressure" and it was unlikely that he would be the main commander on the battlefield. The old platoon leader Hu Zhijun is here, the acting platoon leader Wang Ke is here, the reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin is here, and Niu Suozhu, who is more powerful than him, is not his turn, but now he is given the command.
Wang Ke did not tell Gu Maolin that he stayed with him after the target practice to assist in scientific research at Jinmen University, for fear that he would be distracted.
So when the meeting was about to end, Wang Ke asked: "Now that the entire platoon has expressed its stance, only you, Gu Maolin, and the three recruits have not spoken. Are you not confident?"
"Report to the platoon leader, Wang Mingsheng and I have discussed it. The two of us ran sideways to ensure that all data is fast and accurate." Digua Liang Xiaolong stood up and said.
"There is no problem with my cannon facing the mirror." Ma Zhuo Zhao Mingming also said.
Wang Ke looked at Gu Maolin and cooed at him. "Do you have anything to say?"
Gu Maolin stood up slowly, "Then you don't have a problem, and I don't have a problem. But let me make it clear first, don't blame me if the shells cannot be found."
"Gu Maolin, what's your attitude? If I don't blame you, why should I blame our telephone class?" Xiao Gao, the telephone class monitor, teased him and wanted to help Gu Maolin release some pressure.
"Gu Maolin, opportunities always come to those who are prepared. How do you know you are not good? Starting from tomorrow, Song Ruimin will help you one-on-one. And I, the whole platoon is watching you. You can't pretend to be a coward."
In front of the entire platoon, Wang Ke encouraged Gu Maolin. In fact, from the perspective of the barrel theory, Gu Maolin's "short board" is the key to determining how much water the command platoon's "bucket" can hold.
Gu Maolin was still silent.
"A pair of people for life, half drunk, half awake, half floating. What can make you climb higher is not the shoulders of others, but your own ability." Wang Ke continued, regardless of whether Gu Maolin understood it or not, but this must be said.
"Then let me give it a try." Gu Maolin finally made up his mind. The worst he could do was to burn the boat and lose one person.
From the second day on, there was no need for mobilization anymore. The whole platoon plunged into the pine trees on the ridge, guided the coordinates and measured the target points over and over again, and became familiar with this deep cultivated land on the mountain top.
In a blink of an eye, it’s time for target practice.
On this day, the troops entered the starting position at five o'clock.
There were no camouflage uniforms at that time, they were all grass green military uniforms. But the entire company not only wore leggings, but the command platoon and artillery platoon also wore camouflage hats with pine branches.
Based on the actual combat background, the troops implemented communication silence and took advantage of the pre-dawn night to penetrate from the elephant's legs. Soon we arrived at the designated location.
The artillery platoon twisted around, went down the mountain, and hid at the starting assembly point on the west side, waiting for an opportunity to seize the artillery position.
The command platoon stayed on the ridge, hidden in the pine forest, waiting for orders from the regimental artillery commander.
I waited until after eight o'clock in the morning, but there was still no movement.
The cooking team came up carrying baskets and buckets to deliver meals. Three steamed buns per person, and those who want soup can have soup.
Hu Yanlou, wearing a camouflage hat, hunched over his waist and crawled on his knees, came to Wang Ke. He handed over three steamed buns and said in a low voice: "Squad leader, no, command the platoon leader, eat."
Wang Ke looked back at him and ignored him, nor did he pick up the buns. He continued to use his binoculars to observe the mountains on the opposite side. Because on the opposite side, there is a drill and assessment team lurking, searching for any movement on the ridge here. Once traces of the "Red Army" are discovered, points will be deducted.
This place is the only place where it is possible to see through the mountains on the opposite side. Next to Wang Ke is Ma Zhu Zhao Mingming's cannon in the mirror. Gu Maolin was carrying a command bag and holding the calculator tightly. He had checked the coordinates under his feet countless times.
In the rear, there are also highly nervous reconnaissance squad leaders Song Ruimin and Niu Suozhu, as well as sweet potato Liang Xiaolong who is waiting for an opportunity to come out. Further back, there are soldiers from the wireless class and telephone class in disguise.
After watching for a while, Wang Ke slowly stepped back and climbed out. He took the steamed bun and then said to Hu Yanlou: "You just can't keep calm. Do you want to expose our position? Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Hey, squad leader, you better understand me." Hu Yanlou rarely sees Wang Ke these days. He knows that after this target practice, the company may have to return to the barracks immediately, and then go to Kyoto for war preparation construction. The matter of demobilization has been put on the agenda.
A few days ago, Gu Maolin revealed Wang Ke's plan to him, and Cuihua also told him. Although no one has ever poked this layer of window paper, you still have to poke it in time, otherwise it will be too late.
Especially last night, Hu Yanlou unexpectedly learned from the sergeant that after the live-fire target practice, the company returned to the barracks, but the old squad leaders Wang Ke and Gu Maolin stayed behind to cooperate with Jinmen University in scientific research and inspections for at least half the time. months.
If I had only thought of talking about demobilization at that time, the day lily would have gone cold, and I would never see him again.
So when the meal was delivered this morning, Hu Yanlou was excited when he saw Wang Ke, and of course he wanted to take the opportunity to talk about it.
But now that he was really allowed to say it, Hu Yanlou looked at his comrades around him. It seemed too out of place, so he hesitated again. "Squad leader, after you finish shooting, you must leave some time for me, even just five minutes."
He no longer calls Wang Ke "platoon leader", but comes one by one as "squad leader" to get close to him. In fact, even without telling him clearly, Wang Ke also understands what is going on?
"Okay, you have peace of mind today and don't cause any trouble for us. I'll go find you after the target shooting."
"Okay, squad leader, we have agreed that we will meet and chat after the target shooting." Hu Yanlou said and started to make a gesture to the other cook.
"Keep silent!" The bearded company commander Tian and the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun scolded lowly from the other side.
Hu Yanlou stuck out his tongue and went down from behind the mountain with the cooking utensils.
The soldiers in the command platoon here were still eating when there was a sudden "bang" and a red signal flare was dragged into the sky.
"Attention platoon, the drill has begun." Wang Ke roared lowly and immediately stuffed the steamed buns he had just eaten into his bag. He took Gu Maolin and sneaked back to the command position just now.
"The target enemy command post is marked by an isolated stone house. There is a tree next to the house. There is an old rookery nest on the tree, and an antenna is set up. Fire suppression is required."
Orders were passed quickly. When wireless squad leader Huang Zhonghe handed over the drill order, reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin and Niu Suozhu were already searching for targets with binoculars.
Soon, everyone discovered that they had reached the target, but it was on the right front, on the mountain city opposite the poisonous lake, a full 1,500 meters away from the command post, at a steep angle.
"Lock the target!" Following Song Ruiming's command, Wang Mingsheng and Digua Liang Xiaolong rushed out quickly, carrying the steering wheel and benchmark on their backs, and a telephone soldier in the telephone shift flicked his cord and followed.
"The troops enter position one." Company Commander Da Beard Tian also issued an order to the rear to seize the artillery position.
Due to the large inclination, surveying and mapping this time is also more difficult.
Soon the secret position from the side view came over, and Gu Maolin and the reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin all began to calculate nervously at the same time.
"Shoot Zhu Yuan?" Wang Ke asked in a low voice.
Although it was autumn, Gu Maolin still broke out with nervous sweat on his forehead. He stuttered in his report: "Attention to the whole company, target enemy command post, scale 265, direction 0353 to the right, grenade No. 2 charge pack, one test shot loaded. "
After receiving this order, Wang Ke immediately opened his eyes wide, while at this time the reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin and Niu Suozhu both opened their mouths.
The old platoon leader Hu Zhijun looked at Wang Ke with questioning eyes.
Company Commander Dashutian had already passed the telephone shift and was reciting orders to the rear artillery positions.
Wang Ke secretly shouted, "It's broken!" Based on experience, there is a problem with this angle. If you shoot Zhuyuan according to Gu Maolin's calculation, the error will be at least two hundred meters. What is the point of "first hit"?
He also looked into the eyes of the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun, asking if he wanted to correct him?
If this shell is fired, the command platoon's reputation will be destroyed in Gu Maolin's hands. Now we just wait for the message "Loading completed!" from the artillery position, and then give the "fire" command here.
The old platoon leader Hu Zhijun was obviously thinking, but he still waved his hand slowly downward.
Wang Ke understood immediately, and he also waved to the reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin, which meant that he respected Gu Maolin's "mistake" and was ready to correct the shooting.
Scout squad leader Song Ruimin could hardly believe his eyes. He knew it was a mistake, so why didn't he warn him? He crawled over on all fours.
"Platoon commander."
Wang Ke stopped him with his hands and still looked at the target area with his binoculars.
"One test shot!"
"One test shot!"
"Boom", the sound of the cannon was like pulling off the cap of a bottle of wine. With the sound of gunfire at the foot of the mountain in the distance, the hearts of the entire command platoon were lifted. And Gu Maolin stretched his neck, looking for explosive spots in the target area.
"Poof" finally a cloud of smoke rose on the hillside far away from the target area.
