Chapter 872: Put Me Back and "Comrade, Let Me Go Back" (First Chapter)
As veterans who have experienced many battles, both the leaders of the Defense Working Committee and the leaders of other troops can definitely see why Gao Zhendong has been working so hard in the past few years.

Although I don’t know why Gao Zhendong, as an “ordinary person”, could have made this judgment a year or two ago, and I don’t know where he got such great ability to push so many things forward, his motives are still very obvious.

Many of the things he had done in the past few years were aimed at this war. Perhaps it may not be accurate to say that it was specifically for the Sindhu people, and that would be too much of a compliment to the Sindhu people. However, it may not be an exaggeration to say that it was for an imminent war.

So after the first day of fighting, although victory was unquestionable, the extremely low casualty rate and exchange ratio made the leader call Gao Zhendong immediately the next day.

Gao Zhendong has made an indispensable contribution to this result.

Hearing this, Gao Zhendong just smiled and said, "It's good that it can be used. I'm also very happy that it can have this effect."

"I'm not the only one who says this. Many people also asked me to convey this to you." The leader laughed on the phone.

"And it's not just the equipment, many of your suggestions are also very effective. Let me tell you, we have blown up a bridge in Shannan, directly surrounding almost another brigade of the enemy's troops on the western front of Shannan. Your comrades are working day and night to attack and encircle them, trying to wipe out all of these 3000 people."

These things were not a secret in the first place. Zang San knew more about being surrounded than we did, so there was no need to hide it from Gao Zhendong.

This was a small privilege, allowing him to receive good news earlier than other comrades.

Gao Zhendong couldn't help but shout when he heard this: "Great! That's great! What a pity that we can't get through now. It would be great if we could go up and shoot a few times."

For him, the words "your comrades" made him even happier.

However, when his leader heard his wish, it felt different.

You want to go up? Bullshit! Forget it!

Just stay back there quietly. The role you play here is more important than anywhere else.

"Stop fooling around! Just do your job well." The leader spoke sternly, but his tone was full of indulgence.

"Oh, right, let's make some preparations. After the first phase of the operation is over, we will probably have a meeting to summarize our experience. There are too many new weapons in this battle, and many things are far beyond the expectations of us old guys. We must summarize our experience in time to fight better. As the initiator and leader of most of the new weapons and equipment, you must come."

The leader of the Defense Work Committee told Gao Zhendong another good news: timely summary and rapid adjustment. In Gao Zhendong's opinion, this was the best news.

After hanging up the phone, Gao Zhendong no longer had to worry about his mood.

The casualties have dropped by orders of magnitude, which is good news.

We have trapped another brigade of the enemy in the Shannan area, which is the second good news.

As a senior military fan with a technical aptitude in his previous life, he was very familiar with the terrain of the combat area in Shannan. He could even estimate where the bridge that was blown up was and what it was called.

Unfortunately, for various reasons, he couldn't say it.

Since I can’t say it, I’ll just be happy in secret, Gao Zhendong thought very openly.

At this time, the battle was still in full swing on both the eastern and western fronts of the plateau.

By the afternoon of the 21st, the battle to capture points on the western front had entered a new stage. Except for a few points where the mountains were high and the roads were long and our attacking forces were still in the process of infiltration, the remaining hundreds of enemy strongholds scattered along the approximately 600-kilometer-long border line were almost completely eliminated by us.

Participating in the battle to capture the point included local border defense forces from the plateau and northern Xinjiang, as well as some field troops transferred from the southwest.

The comrades fought bravely and progressed very quickly, completing the mission that originally took three days in history in two days and one night, except for some strongholds that were too far away to fly directly to.

However, this small group of enemies had already abandoned their fortifications and fled by the time our soldiers arrived. They have an extremely keen sense of danger.

On the eastern front, the situation was even more lively. Of our three troops, the westernmost one, which was the main force responsible for annihilating the enemy's western brigade, was searching for the fleeing remnants of the enemy along the river while advancing towards the enemy in the important town by the river.

To the north of the important town, our other two cooperating forces were also eliminating scattered enemies along the way and encircling this important town.

While the main force was in pursuit, the commander of the front-line command learned that the enemy's escape route had been cut off, and decisively ordered to slow down a bit, ensure sufficient physical strength and energy, and strive to conserve strength along the way to fight this last annihilation battle north of the river.

At the same time, the pursuing units were required to pay attention to searching for remaining enemies along the way and strive to eliminate all remaining enemies on the road.

The commander of the forward command was very thoughtful. If these remaining enemies were not eliminated, they would gather together and reorganize their forces, and then attack us from behind when we launched the final attack on the important town. That would be very troublesome. In that case, even a small team of one or two hundred people would be a huge threat.

Regardless of whether others can do this, our team can do it. During the pursuit, there was an example where soldiers from three different teams of ours rushed too fast and got separated, and then they organized themselves into a combat group and destroyed an enemy artillery battalion.

If we can do it, maybe the enemy can do it too? We should be lenient with the enemy and never take it lightly.

On the hillside, one of our combat teams captured four enemies. They happily escorted the prisoners back to the rest and assembly point, which was also the assembly area for the prisoners' evacuation.

A battalion commander who was resting his troops here was looking at the prisoners being brought in one by one, and suddenly remembered something.

He called the communications soldier and asked him to notify the front command, then he took the radio and started communicating with the front command.

After a while, he happily put down the microphone and walked towards the pile of prisoners.

Walking to the pile of prisoners, he said something to the military translator and our soldiers.

The soldier guarding the prisoners walked towards the group of prisoners and randomly selected about twenty people from the ordinary soldiers whose identities had been verified.

These twenty enemies were trembling with fear. Being singled out at this moment was definitely not a good thing in their opinion. Perhaps they would lose their lives today.

But they are wrong. We treat prisoners well, and that is not just talk. Such a thing will never happen.

When the translator spoke to them, some people didn't understand, while some who did understand were ecstatic.

It's normal not to understand. Until decades later, the official language was only nominal. Many regions still spoke their own dialects, which were very different and were not dialects of the same language at all.

However, there were people who understood what we said and translated it for them again, causing them to fall into ecstasy in their confusion.

Mr. Dong is actually going to let us go!

"Bless the Wet River, how is this possible?"

"Master Dong said that they didn't have enough food and couldn't provide us with good accommodation, so they decided to let us go."

"They are pretty nice people." Seeing the unselected prisoners munching on the dry food we provided, they finally began to believe the legend about our preferential treatment of the prisoners.

Citigroup: This incident is also recorded in our military history.

In any case, the only thing these enemies who were captured and then escaped have to do is run, run quickly!

Even after a day's worth of dry food was distributed to them, they did not even bother to eat a bite. Instead, they took the dry food and the twenty people scattered and fled away at a speed that could be described as sprinting.

They have thought a lot and ran away separately, so it would be difficult for us to catch them if we changed our minds.

But we don't have this idea at all, we just want to put them back.

Although the soldiers around were a little surprised, they thought it made sense as their superiors had given clear orders, so they executed the orders well. Just run, run, and they would be caught again in a few days.

It has now become the former Western Front Brigade Headquarters in our rear. The rotors of one of our helicopters are turning, preparing to take off.

Here we also put our captured weapons, all kinds of guns made in various countries, piled on the ground. There was even a Citigroup helicopter and two tanks parked next to them.

As for why the enemy brigade commander did not escape by helicopter, it was probably because he had some dignity when we were attacking the commanding heights at the beginning and was too embarrassed to escape at the first opportunity. By the time we launched the siege, the helicopter had been destroyed by artillery fire.

These two seized items actually restored what Gao Zhendong knew in his previous life.

Wherever there are helicopters, there are heliports, which we can use as a base for helicopter transfers.

Of course, even if we make use of this place in the future, we can't set up the headquarters here. There are no birds to be seen in this valley, so how can we give commands?

At this time, the helicopters that shuttled back and forth, in addition to bringing some urgently needed equipment, such as the rocket launchers that were consumed in large quantities, had only one mission on the return journey: to transport the wounded, and to transfer our seriously injured soldiers to the Shannan West Line Base, which had become the rear area at this time, where there was a large field hospital.

A female soldier with a red cross on her hand waved goodbye to the comrade who was transporting the wounded and jumped onto the helicopter.

"Let's go, these are the only three comrades left. The others have all been sent back." She shouted to the pilot with a somewhat cheerful look on her face. There were not many seriously injured soldiers who needed to be evacuated.

The pilot nodded: "Okay. There aren't that many injured comrades. That's great."

The plane took off slowly with a roar. A wounded soldier was lying on a stretcher and was negotiating with the female soldier.

"Comrade, I'm really fine. I'm just slightly injured. If you let me go, I'll fight again."

The female soldier frowned and said, "No, comrade, your arm is broken. The remaining enemies will be eliminated by our comrades. Your current mission is to go back and recuperate. National construction is still waiting for you."

(End of this chapter)