Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Wangcai has never changed his mind about guarding the border, but Old Man Yang thinks that Zeng Wangcai should be satisfied after having been to the seaside and experienced that battle.

But unexpectedly, Zeng Wangcai returned to the team early and again requested to guard the border.

Because it was agreed upon, Old Man Yang tried to persuade him for a long time with all his heart, but Zeng Wangcai was as stubborn as a turtle eating a weight - he was determined.

Old man Yang got angry because his persuasion was fruitless.

"It's what we agreed on, but you..." Old Man Yang thought for a moment and suppressed his anger, "Our border is not peaceful, you should use your expertise to make inventions or even farm, it's all fine, why do you have to guard the border..."

"Commander, we are soldiers, and it is our duty to defend our country!" Zeng Wangcai said word by word. "Besides, my going to the border will not affect my invention, Commander. I need an atmosphere to invent, an atmosphere of practical use. If you leave me in the laboratory, I guarantee that I will not be able to come up with anything."

"Are you threatening me?" Old man Yang glared.

"No, really..." Zeng Wangcai broke down, and seeing that no one was in the office, he said with a grin, "I'm telling the truth. I'm not very smart, and I can only come up with good ideas when I'm stimulated by the environment. You see, I got guns and two bombs from fighting spies, and the same is true for farming..."

Old Man Yang sighed, knowing that he could no longer persuade him, so he nodded and said, "Being on the frontier is no joke, it's very hard. Since you asked, I'll report it to the higher-ups. Wait, you can't even celebrate the New Year!"

"Thank you, Commander!" Zeng Wangcai smiled and said, "I want to go to a hard place. The more dangerous the environment, the more motivated I will be. I want to go to the 155th Regiment..."

"No way!" When he heard the number of the 155th Regiment, Old Man Yang got angry again.

There are many heroic and elite regiments in the army, but the 155th Regiment is absolutely awesome and mysterious. Most of the soldiers in its team have combat experience.

That’s right, in 1961, most of the team had combat experience, which meant that the team was always in a danger zone.

The actual situation is indeed so, including the 155th Regiment, the 154th Regiment and the 157th Regiment, these three field regiments are the only three field regiments in the Western Military Region.

There is no need to say much about the situation in the western Tibetan area in the early years. The rebellion in 155 was quelled not long ago, and the th Regiment was the unit that participated in this battle.

Zeng Wangcai originally wanted to join a unit in the Chengdu Military Region, and finally go to support the Tibetan area in 155, but then he realized it was too late, so he directly found the th Regiment.

The 154th, 155th and 157th Regiments will be formed into a mysterious and powerful unit in 419 - the th Unit.

"155 is not okay, then 154,157 or will also work..."

"No!" Old Man Yang angrily refused, "There's something wrong with you, kid. You know a lot about Tibet, but you're crazy, aren't you? You only look at the achievements of these three troops, but have you considered their losses?"

"You misunderstood. I went to these three regiments to guard the border. Guard the border, commander." Zeng Wangcai explained, "You can throw us anywhere on the border and we will fight to the death with the Indians."

Old Man Yang breathed a sigh of relief. In their opinion, Asan...had no fighting power at all.

Although there are constant conflicts on the border, incidents are happening all the time and our soldiers have been sacrificed, but precisely because of so many battles, the top leaders have a better understanding of the Indians' combat effectiveness.

Old Man Yang believes that compared with the Ah San, the ambitious people in Tibet are more dangerous.

But Old Man Yang would not say this in front of Zeng Wangcai: "The situation over there is complicated, there are many conflicts, and it is very troublesome to deal with..."

All I want is trouble, bro.

You can’t mess around in your own country, and now you’re not allowed to have fun on other people’s turf?

I brought Dongfeng Express out and blew up Bird City, but no one cared...

"Commander, please give me this opportunity!" Zeng Wangcai pulled out his last trump card, "Our company has been preparing for half a year to go there to guard the border. We practice whenever we have nothing to do on the island. If anything happens, we are definitely the most trustworthy unit you can trust."

What if something happens?

Old man Yang's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was in turmoil: "What do you mean by just in case something happens?"

As a senior commander and fighter, Old Man Yang knew the attitude of the upper echelons towards Bird City's encroachment on its territory.

To put it simply, the decision to fight was made in 1962, but before that, there was definitely a long period of preparation and detailed deployment. It was not a temporary decision.

And this is top secret!

"Beat him!" Zeng Wangcai answered naturally, "They should have been beaten a long time ago for what they did. If they are not beaten, they will not learn their lesson. I think they will be beaten sooner or later."

"You have a sharp eye, kid. You can see far." Old Man Yang's expression relaxed, and he took a sip of tea from his cup. "You know a lot. Where did you hear about the situation over there?"

"Oh, I heard it from my comrades in other units during the last confrontation."

"hehe......"

That's not right. Last time you only took your own people to play hide-and-seek. How could you have the chance to come into contact with other troops?

Old Man Yang saw through Zeng Wangcai's lie, but said nothing. He felt that this kid had a lot of stuff on him and this was not a big deal.

"You just said that you have been practicing for half a year. What were you practicing for?" Old man Yang asked, holding a teacup.

"Practice foreign languages, and learn Indian special operations."

"What? Foreign language? Do you know what they are saying?"

"Hindi is easy to learn..."

puff!

The corners of Old Man Yang's mouth twitched. He couldn't help asking, "Nonsense! Where did you learn this? Why are their words so easy to learn?"

"Really? I have a buddy who is studying at Peking University. Before I participated in the competition, I looked for materials from Peking University and learned it. It's very simple."

If you have too many lice and it doesn’t itch, go get it checked!

Zeng Wangcai looked as if he was saying, "I'm just telling the truth."

Old man Yang's chest heaved violently. Well, just to go over there, you can say such things. You think I'm a fool, right?

"Would you like to hear a few words?"

"Say what?"

"Hindi!"

"Just open your mouth and listen, look at my motorcycle, my motorcycle goes da da da..."

Old man Yang was petrified. How could I understand this Hindi?

Even if you want to fool me, at least be serious.

"Nonsense!"

"Just kidding!" Zeng Wangcai chuckled, "Commander, we have really been preparing for a long time. In addition to language, we have also learned makeup and special operations to ensure that when we enter the rear of the Indians, they will not be able to tell us apart. If you don't believe me, we will show you."

"That's what you said. If you can't do it, just stay here."

"No problem. How about this? We'll find a training ground tomorrow and show you..."