blood of vietnam war

Chapter 55

The enemy army was clearly prepared, so they acted vigorously as soon as they started the attack. The grass that seemed to be very calm just now has become a mess, with dark figures of the enemy army everywhere, and various weapons that appeared when the attack started. firelight.Bullets from light machine guns and heavy machine guns piled up on our army's positions in pieces, until the soil in front of the trenches of our army's positions burst into rows of soil flowers, like a pot of boiled porridge...

And the enemy army seems to have identified my position, several machine guns and submachine guns slammed towards me at the same time, I quickly shrank my head into the trench, and a row of bullets "swish" flew over my head .

It's obvious that these vietnams are avenging their revenge just now, and they hate me to the core as the number one target...

Then I saw the company commander squatting in front of me dumbfounded, forgetting to command the battle.

While loading a new magazine for his submachine gun, Scar yelled, "Damn there are devils hiding there! They were almost fooled..."

"Kill!" The enemy yelled, and under the cover of their light and heavy machine guns, they launched an attack on our position.

The soldiers didn't dare to be negligent, and grabbed all kinds of weapons and slammed them in the direction of the enemy. The grenades were also thrown out in rows, only to make a "boom" outside the trench, and the soil and gravel were like waves Come back to us.

Just as I was about to pop my head out and shoot a few shots, another row of bullets flew towards my head and pressed me back.So I soon realized that the enemy's machine guns had been aimed at my position.At the same time, I couldn't help cursing in my heart: "Damn it! How did I forget that a sniper has to shoot to change places! It seems that I am still a little far away from a real sniper!"

Thinking about it, I didn’t dare to move slowly. I trotted along the trench with the rifle in hand, and after changing positions, I slowly put the rifle on the trench...

There are many enemies in the grass, and they seem to be a little different from the enemies we have encountered before.The coordination between mortars, light and heavy machine guns, and charging infantry is very good, and the coordination between infantry and infantry is also very tacit. At first glance, all units seem to be closely coordinated as if they are the hands and feet of the same person.

Let's look at the infantry's charge...all of them use the various cover of the surrounding environment to jump forward, and while advancing, they shoot at our position with the AK47 in their hands. Just looking at the formation gave me an unprecedented feeling pressure.

I frowned, knowing that this time I hit a hard nail.And just now, Scar also said that the commanding heights are supported by the main force of our army. It seems that these devils have no interest in those shit commanding heights at all!

Although I know that my superiors have misjudged the enemy's strategic intentions, I also know that now is not the time to complain.Because whether you complain or not, the enemy is in front of you, and either I kill him or he kills me!I don't want to die, so I have to kill the enemy...

"Bang!" There was a gunshot, and an enemy soldier was shot down to the ground just as he came out of the crater.

It should be said that this enemy soldier is very smart. He will never move in the same direction twice in a row. He always advances in a "Z" shape between the crater and the stone. I tried to "catch" him several times because I couldn't grasp it. His whereabouts ended in failure.

This also made him approach the distance of more than [-] meters from our army's front line, so I knew that I could not miss again. The reason is very simple. He only needs to go a little further to reach the distance where he can throw a grenade.Once a grenade is thrown into the trenches of our army, it will kill our soldiers and even blow up a gap...

So I focused all my energy on the crater where he was hiding, and finally killed him with one shot when he jumped up.

"Bang!" There was another gunshot, and an enemy officer shuddered all over and slowly fell to his knees clutching his chest, and then fell lifelessly to the ground.

He is well camouflaged, no different from other ordinary enemy troops, the uniform is the same military uniform, the military cap is also the same military cap, and even the AK47s of ordinary soldiers are in his hands.

The reason why I recognize him as an officer is because he is always followed by a signal soldier with a walkie-talkie.And there are always two guards in front of him who intentionally or unintentionally use their bodies to block bullets for him, which makes me believe that he is an officer even more.

So... When a guard was accustomed to shooting in a kneeling position, one of my bullets easily passed over the guard's head and penetrated into the officer's chest.

When the officer was found lying on the ground, the two guards quickly went back to inspect his injuries, which further proved that I did not hit the wrong person.

So the third bullet... shot directly at the correspondent who was still standing in a daze.

Enemies, officers, and communicators who are threatening to the line of defense... I suddenly had a feeling that the entire battlefield was under my control, and I seemed to be able to determine the outcome of this war...

After finishing one magazine, I put away my rifle and ran for a distance along the trench to get a new magazine for my rifle.By the time I set up my rifle in the trench again, the enemy had already approached our defense line less than 50 meters away. With the enemy's hoarse shout, they launched a final charge towards our position.

The pressure suddenly increased. At this time, I was in no hurry to choose any "special" targets. Anyway, I pulled the trigger when I saw someone in front of me. One after another, the enemy soldiers became the ghosts of my gun, but ten The bullets were fired quickly.Only then did I realize that sometimes a submachine gun with low accuracy is often better than a sniper rifle on the battlefield, for example now...

I took out a grenade and threw it out. Taking advantage of this moment, I quickly retracted my head to change the magazine for my rifle.Just when I was about to poke my head out to shoot, when I looked up, I saw an enemy soldier standing on the trench with an AK47 and shouting, "Give up your gun and don't kill me!"

Fuck!This guy's name turned out to be Chinese!

But this is nothing surprising, haven't we all learned "Nuokong Songye"?If I had known that both sides in the war had learned their own languages ​​from each other, then there would be no need to bother to use other people's words, right?From this perspective, war can sometimes promote the exchange of languages ​​between the two sides.

Thinking about it, at that time I didn't have the slightest negligence in my hands!He grabbed the devil's foot and pulled him off the trench.

This trick was taught to me by the old man who once said to me, "If the enemy points a gun at you in the trenches, don't worry and don't be nervous... Just grab his leg and pull it off! What? Worry about the bullets Will it hit you? When a person falls, which direction will the hand go up?"

When I was young, I gesticulated in the sandpit for a long time before I excitedly replied: "Up!"

"That's right!" The old man laughed and said, "This is called conditioned reflex, understand?"

"Understand! Understood!" I nodded hurriedly.

In fact, I didn't really understand until then, didn't I?When the enemy soldier was pulled down by me, his hands would naturally go up in order to maintain his balance, so the bullets flew into the sky "squeaky" and none of them could hit me.The enemy soldier still wanted to struggle after falling, but I knocked him unconscious on the ground with a pistol butt.

I wanted to take another shot at him, but the time was too short. There were already several shadows of devils in front of the trench, so I had to raise my gun and keep pulling the trigger at those shadows...

"Bang bang bang..." The black shadows fell down in front of me one after another, but the enemy troops still rushed towards us like waves one by one.

The bullets ran out quickly, but I didn't dare to retreat into the trench to change the bullets at the same time. In desperation, I pulled out the pistol at my waist and beat it indiscriminately.When the pistol has run out of bullets, use a grenade to blow it up...

Finally, the enemy's offensive slowed down, and then receded like a tide, hiding in the grass.The tranquility of the first return returned to the battlefield. Only the corpses in front of the trenches and the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the air can prove the truth of the battle just now.

"533, 533! I'm 335, I'm 335..." I heard the company commander calling the code name of the battalion headquarters into the walkie-talkie, and then reported in a hoarse voice: "We were attacked by the enemy. I was attacked by the enemy... The enemy's firepower is very fierce, and the combat power is very strong..."

"What? The enemy's 316a Division?"

"Master 316a?" Dao Scar gasped when he heard the number.

Although I heard about this division from the old man, I didn't know its origin, so I leaned over and asked, "What division is 316? Is it very powerful?"

In fact, there is no need to ask this at all. From the sneak attack they launched just now, it can be seen that this 316a division is definitely not an ordinary army!

"En!" Scar nodded, and said with a serious face: "This 316a master is the devil's ace master, and also the devil's role model master!"

"A model teacher? What is a role model teacher?" Xiao Shitou approached suspiciously, and the other soldiers also focused their attention on Scar after hearing what Scar said.

"This kind of master..." Dao Scar frowned, not knowing whether to say yes or not, he hesitated for a while, and finally continued: "This way, the master is a role model for devils. This unit is for the purpose and for comparison. It was originally the 316th Division, and later some of the backbone was transferred to form the 316b Division, and the original old unit was changed to the 316a Division!"

With a coaxing sound, Scar's words caused quite a stir among the soldiers, and I also felt a little numb in my heart.Although I was mentally prepared for this before, I didn't expect the opponent to be such a top team...

Looking at the fear in the eyes of the soldiers, I realized why Scar was hesitant to speak just now.

In this battlefield, some things are actually better left unexplained!