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Chapter 141: Memories of Veterans (2)

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    The countryside along the embankment is like a Shura hell scene, and Saigon is the same.  There were too many Vietnamese people who had been "processed". Countless corpses were piled up in layers like dead trees in a lumberyard. The corpses in each large pit were densely packed like hills.  In fact, they are not corpses, they can only be said to be body parts. They are all dead people crushed alive by tanks weighing dozens of tons.  Countless corpses and body parts quickly rotted in large areas under the hot and humid climate of the tropics. The pungent smell of corpses soared into the sky, overwhelming like a miasma of poisonous smoke. There was no way to hide, and none of the brothers could hide.  Exceptionally, he was so smoked that he vomited wildly.  In order to prevent the spread of plague diseases, chemical defense troops directly under the military were dispatched. Chemical defense soldiers wearing white rubber protective clothing sprayed tons of quicklime and disinfectant on the piles of corpses, and then poured  The gasoline is burned.  In the fire, hot shit-yellow corpse oil flowed freely, and the burning smell was more intense than the smell of corpses. The chemical defense soldiers and fire-breathing soldiers were so disgusted that they vomited bile.  The black smoke from the burning corpses was greasy and sticky, billowing and blocking the sky, and rising into the sky as thick as a bucket.  When all the corpses were burned until only bones were left, engineers from the engineering unit drove bulldozers to bury them all.  Later, for several months, the rain in the areas around the embankment and Sai Kung carried a strong smell of burnt corpses, and the raindrops that fell were as bright and greasy as oil droplets.  Every night when it is windy and rainy, we can clearly hear the howling wind accompanying the sound of rain, which is as shrill, eerie and terrifying as it is mixed with the wails of ghosts.  The memory of this scene has become a nightmare for many of us at night.

    After turning Embankment and Saigon into two dead ghost cities, on the morning of the 28th, our 50th Brigade and the friendly 48th Brigade began to sweep the surrounding mountains and fields, while the 260th Division continued to clear up nearby towns.  Destroy the rebels.  The order given to us by our superiors is: conduct a dragnet search in platoon units, keeping the distance between every two platoons one kilometer; when we see the remnants of the Vietnamese guerrillas or the Vietnamese Independence Army, we will immediately and mercilessly eliminate them.  When they encountered residents in Vietnamese mountain villages, they forcibly ordered them to move away. If they resisted, they were killed without mercy.  I know that the purpose of relocating Vietnamese residents in the mountains was to cut off the Vietnamese guerrillas' food source and destroy their "mass base."

    Nanyue Province is located in the equatorial tropics, with abundant rainfall and long sunshine hours, so the vegetation coverage in the nearby mountainous areas is very high. All kinds of unknown towering trees, thorns and vines, weeds and wild flowers compete for the top spot.  It grows in tangles and is so dense that it is almost impossible to stand.  The lush vegetation can provide both natural cover and wild food, making it an ideal guerrilla area. This is of course a fish in water for the Vietnamese guerrillas, but it is a great difficulty for us.  The mountains and forests are filled with birds chirping, the wind is gentle, and the trees are dense. It is a quiet and peaceful scene, but we all hold our guns very nervously and look around vigilantly, because we all know that there may be murderous intentions hidden everywhere here.  The platoon's black-backed German shepherd named "Landmine" walked at the front of the team, sniffing as he walked. His nose was our mine detector and radar.  Because its head resembles the latest "39" anti-personnel mine, it was named this.

    "Washing" The journey was uneventful until noon, when a gurgling sound of water caught our ears, and we all quickened our pace and ran towards the sound of water.  A few minutes later, a clear stream came into our eyes. The brothers who had been thirsty for a long time rushed forward to drink. Some were so hot that they took off their helmets and poured water on themselves.  "Everyone, stay alert! Where there is water, there are Vietnamese villages, and wherever there are Vietnamese villages, there must be Vietnamese guerrillas!" Lieutenant Qi Yong, the platoon leader, reminded in a solemn tone.

    After we drank enough and filled our water bottles, we continued walking along the current.  Platoon leader Qi's judgment was correct. Before he could go far, Landmine began to bark "woof, woof, woof" and spread his claws to run wildly. We followed closely.  In a mountain stream and flat land, a large village surrounded by green rice fields appeared in front of us.  We winked at each other, immediately loaded the bullets, and rushed in in a three-by-three battle formation with our aks "hu-la-la".

    The mountain village was suddenly filled with people, including women wearing traditional Vietnamese hats and washing rice for cooking, young adults carrying farm tools and cattle, children playing and chasing each other, and old people chatting in the sun.  all looked at us with loaded guns and ammunition in their eyes with horror or confusion.  "Where is your village chief? Come out!" Platoon Leader Qi shouted in half-baked Vietnamese.

    A strong, dark-skinned middle-aged man walked up slowly and looked at us with indifference and even disgust.  When I caught a glimpse of his cold eyes that were even a little bit resentful, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. I felt like something bloody was about to happen again.

    "Are you the village chief? Let all your villagers gather." Platoon Leader QiThe Vietnamese were escorted by the bayonets of the Northeast Army and were expelled from their homes with loud cries.  Among them, young Vietnamese men between the ages of 18 and 40 were all forcibly recruited as laborers and transported in batches to various parts of the Indochina Peninsula. Under the supervision of whips and sticks, they worked day and night to build the Indo-China Railway Network and Indochina.  More than half a million Vietnamese laborers died of exhaustion, disease, freezing, starvation, and beatings to death on the peninsula road network. Therefore, in the nearby jungles of the railways and roads that later ran through the Indochina Peninsula, people could easily dig out a large number of  The remaining women, children, old, weak, sick and disabled were all driven into the barren lands of south-central and north-central Vietnam or on deserted coastal islands. The Northeast Army pulled barbed wire around them and established isolation belts to block them.  .  The Northeastern government and local governments paid no attention to their lives and basically left them to fend for themselves. As a result, countless people died of illness and starvation.  When they were desperate, many Vietnamese cut down trees and built rafts in an attempt to float to Malaysia or the Philippines. However, nine out of ten of them died, and most of them were sunk by patrol motorboats of the Northeastern Navy Coast Guard Force.  .  Especially the 15-ton torpedo gunboat nicknamed "Tuna", which is very fast. The Vietnamese raft that was discovered could not run away before being overtaken. In the end, both the people and the boat were hit by the "Tuna"'s 12.7mm high and flat two  Beat them to pieces with a machine gun.

    Later, in the winter of 1940, millions of Vietnamese trapped in central Vietnam launched a series of suicide attacks on nearby cities closely guarded by the Northeastern Army because they could not bear the cold and hunger.  The extravagant desire to seize land is not for the sake of "independence" and "freedom" that has no trace, but just to grab food to fill their stomachs.  Slaughtered by the machine guns and mortars of the Northeastern Army, these Vietnamese completely lost hope of living and faced the Northeastern Army's bullets and artillery shells with bare hands, marching forward to their death.  According to incomplete statistics, more than 1.3 million Vietnamese lost their lives in this massacre that lasted for an entire winter.

    While the Vietnamese who had lived in Vietnam were physically wiped out by the Northeast Army in their millions, Zhang Xueliang, the supreme commander of the Northeast Army, also ordered the social construction departments, propaganda troops, and civil affairs troops in the Northeast to vigorously call on and encourage Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan, and the Southwest to  When Han people from Chongqing and other places and the Northeast migrate to Indochina to expand their land and start businesses and marry Vietnamese women, the government will provide immigrants with preferential policies, such as allocating leased land at low prices and providing start-up capital loans.  After the promulgation of this government decree, Chinese people who lost their land or property due to the Sino-Japanese War in mainland China were attracted to come with their families.  In the following five years, more than 4.6 million people from the Northeast, Southwest, and South China immigrated to Indochina to settle or start businesses. This not only accelerated the cultural exchanges between the various ethnic groups in mainland China and the Indochina Peninsula, but also accelerated the Han people's in-depth rule here.  , and also drastically accelerated the process of assimilation of the Vietnamese people into the Han people.  This great wave of immigration was called ¡°Central Plains filling Central and South China¡± in later history books.

    After the Northeast Army¡¯s mass genocidal massacre of the Vietnamese nation became known to the outside world, the Laotians, Cambodians, Siamese, Burmese, Nepalese, Bhutanese, and Sikkimese all became panic-stricken and terrified.  King Sisawang Vong of Laos, King Sisowath Moniwang of Cambodia, King Rama VII of Siam Prajatiputra, King Tahinamgar of Sikkim, King Jigme Wangchuck of Bhutan, King Te of Nepal  Ribwan Bir Bikram Shah, Vice Chairman of the Central South Autonomous West Region and Mayor of Yangon, Dr. Bamo, and others trembled for a while, and then they all came to Shenyang to meet Zhang Xueliang like crucian carp crossing the river, scrambling to get there.  Present local treasures and valuable gifts to Zhang Xueliang, and use all kinds of gorgeous words to express themselves and the party they govern.  The Northeastern Government) was fiercely loyal, fearing that the catastrophe of the genocide of the Vietnamese would befall their own nation.  During that time, the lively scene in Shenyang Menruoting City was like a reappearance of the prosperous Tang Dynasty when "all nations paid tribute" thousands of years ago.  And our Northeast Army troops stationed in various parts of the Indochina Peninsula also took advantage of it, and were served like fathers by the new local government. Later, when our army attacked Malaysia and the entire Southeast Asia, these local governments were responsible for material supplies, baggage transportation, etc.  They are also very hardworking and proactive in the logistics work, without any dissatisfaction.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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