"Fan Ping asked to go out and defuse the bomb."
Shen Jun looked at Xia Zhiguo in shock.
"Commander, do you agree?"
Xia Zhiguo said: "It's dark now and the light is bad. Even if you wear night vision goggles and go out to defuse bombs, it will be much more difficult than during the day. I think it's better to save it and go out to defuse it tomorrow."
Shen Jun said: "The problem now is that the mortar shells found and a tail pipe whose condition is not clear yet, he can't see the front side of the tail pipe. If there is a projectile, it is a dangerous explosive, not to mention Now, these bombs don’t look like new ones, but rather old ones. I don’t know where they came from. The structure of the projectiles is probably very unstable. If they are not eliminated now, if they explode midway, the damage may be huge. Not small."
Xia Zhiguo thought for a while and said, "I think it's better to surround the place with sandbags first. If it explodes, it will destroy a section of the barbed wire. It's better than risking the lives of soldiers."
Seeing that Xia Zhiguo had made a decision, Shen Jun immediately notified Fan Ping via radio and asked him to withdraw first.
Fan Ping quickly returned to the barracks. When he saw Shen Jun, he shouted: "Platoon leader, I will go around now and eliminate it soon. I think it is a waste bomb and I need to use TNT to detonate the explosive inside."
Shen Jun said: "Then if you go and demolish it tomorrow, will there be any difference?"
Fan Ping said, "But what if this thing explodes in the middle of the night?"
Shen Jun said: "It exploded, it just destroyed a section of barbed wire. If you go out to demolish it now and the thing explodes at night, you will be gone. My soldiers are very valuable! Get out of here and go back to sleep. I'll let you go tomorrow morning." The engineers' brothers use machines to platoon, but you don't have to go into battle manually."
Fan Ping had nothing to say.
There is no use trying to be brave, safety is the first criterion in everything.
After Fan Ping left, Shen Jun remembered something and asked Xia Zhiguo: "Commander, do you think the child brought these explosives here to bury them or were they originally there?"
Xia Zhiguo said: "The engineers of the engineering unit lined up around the camp before, and there was a lot of queues, but I don't dare to confirm whether they were completely queued. Because time was tight at the time, I thought about lining up carefully in the courtyard. We did a rough sweep outside the hospital, maybe there are still some residues. At that time, Li Moran from the engineering unit told me that there was still a certain danger outside, so he put up the warning sign."
Shen Jun said: "If that's the case, then I think we need to arrange it carefully tomorrow to avoid something like this happening tonight."
Xia Zhiguo asked curiously: "If the explosive was originally there, then why did this kid come here? What does he want to do?"
What to do?
Shen Jun couldn't answer immediately.
In fact, not only commander Xia Zhiguo and rapid reaction platoon leader Shen Jun couldn't find the answer, Li Zheng and the others were off duty and talked about it in the platoon, but they also had no clue.
Fatty Wei thought it was the child who brought it and buried it here with the intention of detonating it. There were three reasons. One was that it was not uncommon for dolls to be used as gunmen in Africa. The other was that if he hadn't brought it here and buried it, why would he be so panicked? , run away after seeing yourself and Li Zheng? Third, if the militants here want to build an IED, the simplest way is to find those dumb bombs that have not exploded, connect them to a small piece of high explosives, insert the detonator, and connect them to an old mobile phone or the like to create a remote-controlled IED. Just live together.
Yang DaV retorted, "You think it's okay for a child to be a gunman and a child soldier, but you want him to bury such a thing?" Does he have that skill? What's more, that thing looks very rusty. Maybe it was the remaining spent ammunition here, and it happened to be dug up by that kid.
Fatty Wei said: "If you dig this thing, can you dig into our barbed wire fence? There is also a warning sign outside, warning of the danger of a minefield. Who would an ordinary child dare to come in?"
Li Zheng, who had been silent until now, suddenly said something that made everyone fall into deep thought.
"Do you think the child accidentally entered the minefield and found that there were spent bombs there, and he wanted to pick them up and sell them for money?"
Li Zheng's statement made everyone present not sure how to answer.
This sounds like a very absurd guess.
Even if the tail tube of the RPG rocket is made of aluminum, then the mortar shell is
How much can an iron lump be sold for?
Would anyone run into a minefield and take risks because of this little bit of rags? Earn money to buy cabbage with your head on your back?
Fatty Wei finally yawned, stretched and said, "I'm talking about college students, your ideas are really weird. If you don't write science fiction, you will be wasting your talent. Go to bed early and go see how the engineers and soldiers eliminate that problem tomorrow morning." A pile of rags."
Yang DaV said: "Lao Li, I'm not talking about you, your idea is too unique, maybe there is some truth..."
Anyway, there was no result in the end. After a busy day, several people were already tired and fell asleep.
That night, Li Zheng couldn't sleep.
He remembered that the little black kid once looked back when he was running, and he could vaguely see that face.
It was a frightened face.
Maybe he was frightened by his own shooting.
However, he had a vague hunch that the child was not a militant, let alone the legendary child soldier.
Early the next morning, at dawn, the engineering unit sent out a squad to drive a minesweeper and push over there.
As it turns out, those were stink bombs.
Not a single one rang.
Li Zheng stood in the distance, watching the minesweeper plowing back and forth several times like a tireless ox, and finally announced that there were really no mines in this area.
At this moment, Shen Jun took everyone to see what the child left last night.
As soon as they got closer, Shen Jun suddenly stopped everyone.
"etc!"
He pointed to the grass ahead.
"There's something there."
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw the corner of a white woven bag vaguely exposed in the grass.
Those bags are fertilizer bags, woven type, very cheap.
Shen Jun asked everyone to step back and went to check it out himself.
After a few minutes, he stood up and announced, "It's okay! It's just a bunch of shrapnel and junk!"
Li Zheng was shocked.
My guess last night was really accurate.
Since I brought a woven bag here, I must be here to pick up rags.
But what he couldn't understand was that the child would venture into a place like this to pick up rags.
But he soon came to a very reasonable and heartbreaking conclusion - nothing could compare to the amount of shrapnel in this area. After all, the engineering unit had cleared the mines before, and there were a lot of scraps left in this land. Duds and fragments.
Finally, Shen Jun confirmed Li Zheng's guess.
The RPG rocket tail tube is just a tail tube. What is left after launch does not have any charge or explosive power.
Everything seemed to disappear. When Li Zheng left, he found many local children and adults watching nearby.
Standing far away, watching from afar.
Li Zheng felt that the child who escaped last night was among these children, but he didn't know which one it was.
They might really be willing to risk their lives to dig for shrapnel here just for a little bit of scrap metal. From Fatty Wei's point of view, that is absolutely unbelievable. He would rather believe that these children go there for food, money, etc. Even a child soldier doesn't want to believe that someone would risk their life for a scrap of metal.
Maybe……
Poverty is more terrible than death.
However, these children can no longer pick up shrapnel.
For safety reasons, Xia Zhiguo ordered the engineering team to clean up all the debris here. Absolutely no metal should be left behind, lest local children venture in to dig for shrapnel and cause an accident.
For a peacekeeping camp, the last thing they want is to have disputes related to local casualties.
I don't want to see anyone die because of these rags.
It seemed impersonal to clean this place up, but Xia Zhiguo had to do it.
