blood of vietnam war

Chapter 150 Attacked

I didn’t find anything unusual in the village, so I left the village with my soldiers. The troops walked on a winding dirt road in the field, and soon saw the four Vietnamese in a field that I saw in the telescope. Peasant women... Two were picking vegetables and weeding in the fields, one was herding cattle, and the other was bending over to scoop water into buckets by the pond beside the path not far away.

Judging from the physique of the four Vietnamese peasant women, one of them is younger, and the other three seem to be older women.When they saw us armed Chinese [***], their expressions were indifferent, but they didn't show any abnormal panic.

Our marching order at that time was:

Chen Yiyi and Wang Kechang walked in the front. Because Chen Yiyi was good at tracking, he walked in front to observe the clues on the ground. Because Wang Kechang was assigned a telescope and he used to be a thief, his observation ability was very good, so They are responsible for observing the distance... So Chen Yiyi and Wang Kechang are actually a close match, but even the two of them didn't notice anything wrong, which shows how good these Vietnamese women are in disguise.

The ones in the middle are Xiao Shitou and the bayonets. Among them, Shen Guoxin is carrying a radio on his back. This is a tool for us to communicate with the company headquarters... This is also due to the blessing of our previous victory on Dai Nai Mountain. Each company of the other troops has one, Two talking machines would be nice, but we have one for each shift.

The last ones were me and the remaining two fighters.

At this time, our equipment is already quite good. Except for two machine gunners (main shooter and deputy shooter) and two bazooka shooters in our squad, the rest are all AK47. The most conspicuous thing is the svd sniper rifle in my hand... Coupled with the walkie-talkie on Shen Guoxin's back...it is a majestic fighting force...

We later found out that it was these equipments that nearly wiped out our squad.

There are two reasons: one is that the company did not follow behind, and the Vietnamese army agents thought that there were only a few of us, so they took advantage of it.The second is: the Vietnamese army agents are very clear about the equipment of our army. They know that our army generally only has ak47s for the squad leader and deputy squad leader, and the general soldiers use 56 and a half, so when they see all ak47s in our hands Two people with binoculars plus a walkie-talkie and a sniper rifle in my hand...they were envious.

Their judgment of our class is: This must be the command group and guard unit led by the battalion-level and above commanders of the People’s Liberation Army...

Some people may wonder, why did the Vietnamese military agents make such a judgment?Don't they know military uniforms?

This is also due to the fact that the upper and lower uniforms of our army are all the same. The cadres' uniforms have two extra pockets, which can't be seen unless you look carefully.

Therefore, these Vietnamese agents had no plan to take action against us at all. Their task was actually very simple, that is, to pretend to be ordinary people guarding this mountain road to observe and report to their superiors the number and equipment of all passing PLA troops.But after they decided that we were a big fish... they were unwilling to let the fat in their mouths run away like this, so there was a subsequent battle.

Of course, we didn't feel the danger at this time, maybe this is the advantage of the female soldiers... They look weak at all from the outside, and no one can connect them with the murderous Vietnamese army agents.

The road we took was winding and arched around the pond. Not far away were a few sugarcane fields, and beyond that was a large paddy field.

When passing by the pond, I looked at the peasant woman who was scooping water by the pond... This peasant woman never looked up, and I thought...she might be frightened by our "enemies".

In fact, at this time, I already intuitively felt that something was wrong, but for a while I didn't know what was wrong, so I quickly walked past her.

After walking a few steps, I realized what was wrong... I seem to have seen this peasant woman scooping water from a long distance. How come the peasant woman has not filled her bucket of water after such a long time?

With this doubt in my mind, I turned around and looked around, and this look surprised me a lot... The peasant woman dropped the water ladle at some point and was already holding a […] ***]’s submachine gun, she had a ferocious face and a murderous look, only then did I know that her gun was hidden in that bucket...

It should be said that I was very lucky, because I recognized the miniature submachine gun in the peasant woman's hand, which seemed to be called... Ingram type (full name Ingram mac10 type).

The reason why I recognized it was because too many underworld guys used this gun in movies and TV.

The old man also told me about this kind of submachine gun. He said that this gun was handed over by the Yue Devils from the Yankees. 96 rounds per second) has a large ammunition capacity (30 or 32 rounds), and when you hold it with one hand and sweep it in melee... then the target basically has to be beaten into a hornet's nest.

It is conceivable that there are only 11 people in our class including me, and all of them have their backs to this peasant woman. If she successfully pulls the trigger... we are afraid that most of us will be killed or injured in the blink of an eye. .

But... If you want to blame, blame this "peasant woman" for being too impatient. If she waits for a few seconds... wait for me to get away from her before drawing the gun, I am afraid that even the gods will not be able to save us.

This is not to say that I am not fast enough, but that I am holding a svd sniper rifle. The length of the sniper rifle means that it will take longer to point the gun at the target... although it is only long So a little bit, but on the battlefield, it is often that little bit that can determine life and death.

But the situation is different now, I am only two steps away from the "peasant woman"... I waved the butt of the gun in my hand without thinking... and hit the submachine gun in the hand of the "peasant woman"!

So with a burst of "da da da..." gunshots, although the "peasant woman" still pulled the trigger, I missed the barrel of the gun and had no aim at all. When we called... I was the first to put the muzzle on her head and pull the trigger.

"Bang!" There was a gunshot, and her head was like a watermelon that had been smashed, with blood and brains splashing everywhere.

The sniper rifle was already powerful, not to mention shooting at such a close range, so just one shot knocked her down in the pond, and the pond instantly turned red.

The soldiers under me reacted quickly. When they heard the gunshots, they quickly realized that they were in an ambush, so they lay down on the ground immediately.

Almost at the same time, the other three peasant women also started... They bent down and drew their weapons from the grass on the edge of the field as if by magic... They were all AK47, and one of them was very skillful before holding the gun Throw a grenade at us...

To be honest, I really can't imagine what it would be like if three AK47s sounded at the same time... The distance between the enemy and us is only 47 meters, and the three AK[-]s have ninety bullets. If these bullets fly towards us at the same time... I'm afraid that's enough to break us down!

It's just that she underestimated the quality of our army, or it should be said that she underestimated Chen Yiyi... the moment the grenade just landed, Chen Yiyi rushed up and threw the grenade back.

So those Vietnamese agents faced two choices: one was to continue shooting at us, but in this case they would soon face the danger of being blown down by grenades.The second is to lie on the ground and wait for the grenade to explode.

The Vietnamese military agents chose the latter by coincidence, so we bought a little time...

It was because of such a short time that the opportunity was transferred to us, and the situation on the battlefield was reversed... The guns in the hands of the soldiers rang first, and I just had time to turn the guns and aim at them. they……

The skills of these Vietnam Army agents were not bad. Seeing that the situation was not good for her, they quickly retreated to the sugarcane field while shooting under the cover of field stalks, but how could I let them escape from me...

With a sound of "bang!", with a jump of the rifle, when a Vietnamese army agent stopped to change the magazine, he was knocked down by me.

Another agent who was shooting was also shot and fell to the ground by the soldiers.

The remaining agent flexibly rolled a few times in the field, and hid behind the buffalo as soon as he turned over... This whole set of movements was done in one go, which made me amazed. This also shows that the quality of individual soldiers of the Vietnamese army is really good. It's just that her performance at this time can only be the last performance before her death.

Because the next moment, my bullet passed through the gap under the buffalo and hit her calf... When she fell to her knees in pain, another bullet passed through her chest and knocked her down on the ground on the ground.

At this time, I thought the battle was over, but I didn't expect that with the sound of "swoosh" coming from the sugarcane field, two Vietnamese army female agents with AK47 came out... Maybe they heard the gun The sound came to help the battle, but because the sight was blocked by the sugarcane field, I didn't know that all the comrades outside were wiped out in just a split second. Now when I popped my head out and saw it, I was shocked, turned my head and went back. .

Wherever the soldiers were willing to let them go, regardless of whether they could see people or not, machine guns and submachine guns kept firing into them, only to make the sugarcane in the field "crack" and rotten one by one. Exploded like a log...

It didn't stop until the bullets in the soldiers' magazines were all empty. After changing a magazine, I led two soldiers into the sugarcane field carefully with guns in hand, and soon it was shattered. The bodies of two Vietnamese female agents were found in a mess of sugar cane, and they had been smashed by rows of bullets. (To be continued.)