blood of vietnam war

Chapter 40

"Attention all! Get ready for battle!" The company commander shouted at the soldiers hiding behind a small dirt bag.

But no one knows how to prepare. This is our camp, which is the playground of the school... The playground means no trenches, no bunkers, so what else to prepare for?

The old soldier was fine, knowing that he would get down as soon as the gunshot fired, which could at least reduce the chance of being hit by bullets or shrapnel. Several soldiers were shot and fell to the ground.

The soldiers under me were quite clever, and they all lay still on their stomachs, but... I believe they were scared stupid by the bullets and shells.

I didn't care about them, I climbed into a sandpit and hid myself in a few strokes.

This should be the place where Vietnamese students practice long jump, and it is also the only sports equipment that Vietnamese who are on the poverty line can afford.It's just that no one seems to have used it for a long time, so that the sand in the pit is as hard as a rock, and it took me a while to make a decent cover for myself.

"Second Squad Leader!" I just hid in when Scar yelled at me: "Hide the ball... suppress the enemy's firepower!"

"What? Suppressing the enemy's firepower?" I was stunned when I heard it: "Is it just me?"

"Who else is it if it's not you?" Scar yelled fiercely, "Otherwise, why would you assign the gun to you?"

"Damn!" I spat out sand in my mouth, and cursed in my heart: I would pay for my life if I came to fight, and I was assigned to make a sniper rifle as if I owed you something.

But after thinking about it, he still set up the gun according to Scar's order.

Look out of the sniper scope... No wonder Scar would call me hard, the Yue Devils were all condescending and shooting at us in the houses 500 meters away.

Our army's 56-and-a-half range is only more than 400 meters, and the 56-type submachine gun can shoot accurately at 300 meters, which is not bad, so almost half of our army's weapons can't work at this distance.Although the range of the machine gun used by the squad can reach 800 meters, the accuracy is not enough due to the recoil and the beating of the barrel. Besides... the firepower of the Vietnamese army is basically aimed at the vicinity of the machine gunner to fight to death, so although there are not many enemies , but our army was beaten for a while and had no power to fight back.

This is the shortcoming of not having long-range individual weapons. From this point of view, this Vietnamese army seems to be very familiar with our army's weapons. This sneak attack is obviously planned to target the weakness of our army's equipment.

It's just... what they didn't expect was that there was my sniper rifle!

After thinking about it, my movements were not slow. I aimed at a Vietnamese machine gunner and pulled the trigger after holding his breath.

I learned this method of shooting from the old man. I still remember what he said to me: "With the gun in your hand and the butt in your shoulder socket, the gun will also swing when you inhale and exhale. If you want to shoot well Sure, just hold your breath. Let’s hold your breath, and the devil will be out of breath... worth it!"

Then there was a "bang!" gunshot, and the Vietnamese soldier who put his machine gun on the roof and fired wildly at us fell to the ground with his head tilted.

This Vietnamese soldier is also considered a smart man. Most houses in Vietnam are wooden houses with herringbone roofs. For him, it is undoubtedly a ready-made trench. There is only one head that can be exposed outside.

It's just... the area of ​​this head is enough for me.

"Good fight!" Scar's voice came from a few meters away.But I dare not have the slightest complacency, because I know that I need to calm down at this time.

"Bang!" There was another gunshot, and a Vietnamese soldier who set up the machine gun on the window only spattered blood, and was brought backward by the recoil of the bullet.

The window is also a good position for the machine gun. There are covers around the window. In addition, the house is relatively dark (the shabby houses in Vietnam generally have poor light), and the muzzle will emit sparks and smoke, making people outside the house It is difficult to see the exact location of the target.

Some people may say that the window is only that big, so wouldn't it be enough to shoot a shot at the window?

But the actual combat is not as simple as imagined, the window is not big, but the target only has one head exposed, and a shot through the window can hit the head, that can only be called luck.

The timing of my firing is actually very simple. The target controls the machine gun to shoot left and right regularly, so I observe the swinging arc, but when the swinging arc is about to point at me...that is, when the head is about to face me , which is also the time to pull the trigger.

The "bang" shot hit the bazooka shooter.

The rocket launcher is quite powerful.Because as long as it is proficient in manipulating, or cooperating well with the sub-gunner, reloading, firing, reloading, and firing... the rate of fire is quite terrifying over and over again.In addition, the rocket launcher also has incendiary bombs, armor-piercing bombs, anti-personnel bombs and other bombs, which can not only destroy the enemy's fortifications but also attack tanks and infantry. It can be said to be a necessary infantry weapon.

But this shortcoming is that there will be a long tail behind each launch. If it is in other places, I believe that these well-trained Vietnamese troops will also fire a cannon to change places.

However...the Vietnamese army was in a narrow room with only two windows in total, and the Vietnamese army thought that our army could not accurately shoot his gun, so they only changed in these two windows with confidence. square.

So, I aimed my gun at another window and waited for him, only waiting for his head and barrel to emerge before I pulled the trigger...

After I hit a few firepower points in such a series, the firepower of the Vietnamese army was much weaker in an instant, but the quality of the Vietnamese army is really nothing to say. They quickly noticed that I was a sniper who caused them heavy losses, so Before I could fire the fourth shot, two machine guns were pointing at me, and they were firing bullets in pieces...

It should be said that I was quite lucky, because it was a machine gunner from the Vietnamese army instead of a sniper who dealt with me.Otherwise, staying in one place to shoot sniper like me... In other words, I did it as a last resort. The surrounding area is so wide that I can't find a suitable sniper position to change.So, if there is a Vietnamese army sniper on the opposite side of me at this time, I am afraid that I have already finished the game at this time.

I later learned that the Vietnamese army participating in this operation was not without snipers, but because we were not the strategic target of the Vietnamese army, so the snipers were not in this direction either.

But the machine gun bullets still pressed me in the bunker and I couldn't move at all. The screaming sound of bullets "chirp..." was everywhere around my ears. hot air.

This human life is sometimes said to be precious and precious, and when it is precious, no one is willing to exchange it with you for any amount of money.It's cheap to say it's cheap, and when it's cheap, it's usually just a matter of a bullet... Isn't it?Death is only a few centimeters away from me, as long as I raise my head a little... this life is over.

But the enemy's machine gun bullets were all concentrated in my direction, which gave the other soldiers some time, so they quickly recovered and organized a few machine guns to shoot at the Yue Guizi, and the bullets on my head also decreased. a lot.

"Second Squad Leader!" I had just caught my breath when the company commander yelled at me: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you fight now? Keep hitting!"

"Fuck! Is this going to kill me?" I spit out the sand that poured into my mouth with a bah, thinking that there is no telling which vicious devil is staring at me at this moment, as long as I show up...

But why does the company commander care about me so much, he only knows that my gun can accurately kill the Yue devils, so he is still yelling at me desperately: "Hit me, hit me hard!"

I don't care so much about you!I don't make fun of my life just because of an order, so I looked around, and even Chang's little dirt bag could hide, so I rolled without thinking about it, and then ran to the back of the little dirt bag .

Facts have proved that my worry is also justified. The moment I rolled and jumped up, a row of bullets followed me all the way, and I was helpless until I hid in the small dirt bag stopped shooting.

It's not that I'm timid, I know very well that I have been targeted by Yue Guizi now.

Isn't it?Even the commander knows that I am the only gun that can accurately shoot and kill the Vietnamese army, so the Vietnamese devils still don't know?Those Yue devils are all people who rolled out of the battlefield. Will you give me time and give me a chance to shoot one?

But the company commander still didn't understand this truth. Seeing that I didn't follow his order, but ran to hide beside him, he opened his mouth in a rage and cursed: "What the hell are you doing? Why didn't you shoot me?" ?”

I was speechless for a while, and I didn't know how to explain it.In fact, he can't be blamed for this. Our army didn't have snipers at all before, and we didn't have any sniper tactics. It's normal that the company commander doesn't know how to command.

Since you don't execute the order and don't explain it, you have to pretend to report something.

So I hesitated for a while, and said, "That...company commander, listen to... Yue Guizi's gunfire is a bit wrong!"

"What's wrong?" The company commander was so angry that he wouldn't listen to my explanation. He swung his pistol and glared, "Hit me!"

I had no choice but to touch the back of the dirt bag and pretend to check the situation, but such a delay really made me hear something wrong with the gunshots.

"Company commander!" I said, "Listen carefully, the gunshots from the northeast are even denser!"

"You don't care if it's fucking secret or not!" The company commander obviously had no patience at this time, he said to me in a calm voice: "I said the second squad leader, if you are timid, believe it or not, I will kill you with one shot! "

I only had helplessness and a wry smile in my heart: Damn it, there is a Yue Guizi's gun waiting for me outside, and the company commander's gun is pointing at me inside... Isn't this driving me to death?

But I don't know whether it's because of my talk or God's will. At this moment, I will suddenly say: "What's in the northeast? Why do the devils keep hitting there..."

"Northeast?" At this moment, the company commander suddenly realized: "Oh, it's too bad...it's the artillery battalion, and the Yue Guizi must want to get rid of the artillery battalion!"