Chapter 60

When the night shrouded the whole earth, Cheng Chong began to carefully implement his plan.

The fruits bought from the market have long been divided up by the comrades in arms, while other items in the Khaki backpack remain there one by one. Cheng Chong quickly changed into the desert camouflage suit bought from the military supplies store, but there was no shoulder badge.

Then fill the large soft leather water bag with water, and the field rations and compressed biscuits are already ready. These are the necessities of field operations and the basic guarantee for people to survive and fight, so they are particularly important.

In the wild, if water and food can't be replenished, and the body that consumes a lot of energy can't be replenished in time, it can't bear it. It's guaranteed that even if it's not killed by the enemy, it will die of thirst or starvation.

After finishing this, Cheng Chong began to think about weapons and equipment.

At the moment, the only weapon on his body is the black and non shiny dagger flying eagle warrior, which is often carried on his body. The most important explosive package must and can only be obtained from the armory of the post.

Ordinary companies have a heavily guarded armory. The keys are generally kept by the company chief officer and the company documents, with double locks and double keys. But the half moon checkpoint is not an ordinary company, and naturally there is no perfect management mechanism of an ordinary company.

The small armory has only one key and is kept by platoon commander Gao Bing himself. Of course, Gao Bing didn't know that Cheng Chong, a recruit, had such a bold and whimsical idea at the moment. If he knew, with his 100 courage, he would never agree to Cheng Chong's dangerous private action.

Cheng Chong understood that he must not say this to the platoon leader, let alone let the platoon leader take responsibility for it.

Then what shall I do? Cheng Chong had no idea for a moment. The night gradually thickened and Cheng Chong was burning with anxiety. Because there is only one chance. After tonight and early tomorrow morning, the platoon leader will send a car to take him down to the plateau. In the future, let alone revenge for his dead comrades in arms. Even the last plateau where birds don't shit is even more difficult. What else.

What should I do? As time passed, Cheng Chong was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't pry the lock of the armory! Of course, this is also a last resort. If there is really no better way, it can only be so, and nothing else can be taken into account.

In the dark night, Cheng Chong flashed a pair of bright big eyes. He was energetic and had no sleep at all. He was waiting for the chance to start. Although at this time, most of the soldiers at the checkpoint had either successfully met with Duke Zhou or were already on the way to meet Duke Zhou.

Suddenly, bang bang, a voice suddenly sounded in the dark. Cheng Chong, who was already very nervous, immediately looked at the sound, but saw a sleepy soldier open the door of the armory, stagger out of the armory, take out an Bayi rifle, and then almost leave the armory without opening his eyes, Just gently close the door.

This is the whole process of a sentry picking up his gun at night.

It's true that Gao Bing keeps the key of the armory himself, but the platoon leader also needs to sleep at night. You can't wake up every sentinel who goes to the sentry to get a gun. Therefore, at night, the keys of the armory are kept by the Sentinels who go to the sentry in turn.

The sentry on the sentry post opens the armory by himself. After taking the gun by himself, sometimes he doesn't close the door of the armory immediately, but just gently take the door of the general's armory. After receiving the sentry, the sentry handed over the key to the sentry at the next sentry. The sentry at the next sentry put the Bayi rifle in his hand, and then locked the armory door. Anyway, there are only such people at the checkpoint. They trust each other deeply. Nothing has happened for many years.

This was originally a small oversight of the Sentinels when they were on the sentry, but it gave Cheng Chong an opportunity.

The sentry who had taken the gun walked out of the gate and disappeared into the night. Cheng Chong got up quickly and quietly touched the armory. The armory was full of light weapons. The only weapon that could be taken and had the ability to attack difficulties was probably the 69 type 40 rocket launcher, commonly known as RPG rocket launcher.

Of course, Cheng Chong is not looking for this, but a more lethal explosive package. He gently opened the gun cabinets and looked for them carefully one by one. Huangtian lived up to his heart. Finally, in the last tin cabinet, he found the place where the explosives were stored.

Cheng Chong carefully selected a large explosive bag with a washbasin and quickly stuffed it into the backpack on his back. No other weapons moved. Then he carefully touched it out. The door of the general's armory was gently brought back and flashed out quietly.

Then Cheng Chong encountered another thorny problem, that is, how to avoid the sentry on the sentry, yes, or his own sentry.

Since the previous half moon guard post was destroyed, the guard post has been strengthened, and the single guard post at night has been replaced with double guard posts. At the moment, there is a sentry at both ends of the sentry post. The sentry post where the sentry is located occupies favorable terrain and has a very wide field of vision. It can almost guard and monitor the sentry post without dead corner within a radius of one or two kilometers.

It's really not easy to avoid them. Instead of sneaking forward, it's better to take the initiative to come to the door. Because once the sentry finds out that he is sneaking forward, it is bound to disturb the whole sentry. If not, he will get a few bullets, which is terrible.

Thinking of this, Cheng Chong then strode to the sentry in the West. Sure enough, Cheng Chong didn't go out for a few steps, but the vigilant sentry found him.

Under the dim moonlight, the two sides are tens of meters away, and they can't see each other's face at all.

"Stop! Password?" The sentry suddenly stopped drinking, and Kara raised his Bayi rifle.

"Yes - I -" Cheng Chong had to stop and replied word by word.

"Who are you? Password?" The sentry still held his gun and continued to ask Cheng Chong's password.

Cheng Chong doesn't know their password tonight. He just came here for a temporary night. How can he know their password that changes from time to time? What suddenly is the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and suddenly becomes a sea of swords and fire, who knows?

Cheng Chong had to repeat his identity like a repeater. He didn't take another step forward or make other small moves, because he knew that if he walked forward rashly or kept dancing at this time, he might get shot. Because the sentry at night can't ask the other party's password or if the other party's password is wrong, he can shoot at his discretion. When he was a sentry in that position, monitor Wei Jiangong emphasized it to him again and again.

Cheng Chong was still standing in place, but the sentry came slowly with a strong light flashlight and a rifle, cautious and like a great enemy. Cheng Chong knew at a glance that the other party was also a recruit, because if he was a veteran, he would have asked himself to raise his hand and walk slowly over, or if he had found out that he was his own, he would have scolded his father and mother for a long time. Where would he come to the door slowly.

"Yo! Cheng Chong, is that you?" The strong light flashlight swept Cheng Chong's face. The sentry immediately relaxed his vigilance and asked with a long sigh of relief in a thick northwest Mandarin.

"Yes! It's me!" Cheng Chong replied calmly. As he spoke, he glanced sideways at the sentry's shoulder and found that the other party really only hung a single turn. It was a recruit.

Seeing that the other party was his own soldier of the same year and had a simple and honest face, Cheng Chong's tight heart relaxed immediately. In the army, the feelings of soldiers of the same year are the deepest, the strongest and the strongest. Even soldiers who are not in the same army or in the same unit, as long as they see that the other party is their own soldiers of the same year, they will call themselves brothers and call friends. It's like the same subject in the same year under the imperial examination system.

"What's the matter? Brother, don't you sleep this big night?" The sentry knew that Cheng Chong was also a recruit. They were soldiers of the same year. Then he asked casually and threw Cheng Chong a cigarette.

Cheng Chong casually picked up the cigarette, lit a fire, lit it for the other party, and pretended to reply as if nothing had happened: "no! I can't sleep over and over! Come out for a walk!"

"Ah! I heard them say that your boy quarreled with the platoon leader this afternoon. Is there any such thing?" The sentry took a cigarette and asked with a smile.

Cheng Chong looked at him and saw his innocent smile on his face. He pretended to smile helplessly: "yes! It's just because of this!"

"Ha ha! You are a bull! I tell you, among the seven or eight recruits at our checkpoint, no one dares to talk back to the platoon leader! Ha ha! You have seed!" When the sentry spoke, he gently and friendly pushed him several times with his right elbow, and laughed happily. It can be seen that, in his opinion, it seems very interesting and dignified to have a comrade in arms who dared to quarrel with the platoon leader in the same year.

"Bullshit, there's a kind of ball. Just because of this, the platoon leader ordered me to drive down the mountain early tomorrow morning!" Cheng Chong said with a wry smile.

"Hey! Let's go! In such a broken plateau where birds don't shit, I'm dead all day. What's rare? Anyway, I've only been here for more than half a year. I really don't know how their old sergeants and squad leaders who have been working for seven or eight years and ten years have survived... Eh! Why do you carry a backpack at night?" The sentry crackled and said a series of complaints. At this time, he found that Cheng Chong was still carrying a khaki backpack on his back. He was really a little late.

"That's why I came out. Do you know? There's a magical stone nearby!" Cheng Chong turned his head and then used his less serious rogue habits hidden for many years to pretend to play tricks mysteriously.

"Stone? What stone is it? Why don't I know?" The simple and honest sentry really went on the road. He stared and asked curiously, with a charming appearance.

"Fluorspar!" Cheng Chong deliberately lowered his voice and said seriously.

"What is fluorspar?" The sentry looked puzzled, but he was very willing to believe what Cheng Chong said.

"Don't you understand? Fluorspar is luminous stone. You don't even know luminous stone! You should have heard of that luminous pearl, luminous pearl?" Cheng Chong lowered his voice and continued to talk nonsense mysteriously. In short, he said it very seriously, which makes it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

"Night pearl? Of course I know! That's priceless! WOW! There will be that thing in this broken place. Just pull the calf!" Even the simple and honest northwest man could hear Cheng Chong's nonsense at this time. The sentry was indeed a little suspicious.

This bird place will have a pearl at night. It can be said to talk nonsense in the middle of the night - fooling ghosts!