blood of vietnam war

Chapter 96

While I was pretending to be a Yue devil, I searched in another room with a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, and on the other hand I was thinking about how to deal with the Vietnamese army.

Are you going to do it directly with Yue Guizi?

This seems unrealistic. Although I also have an AK47 in my hand, it is basically too long for a person to face a row of Yue Guizi.

To attract the firepower of the Yue Devils?

I did think about this point, after all, the Yue Guizi's target is Zhang Fan... Then, if I can successfully convince the Yue Guizi that Zhang Fan has escaped from somewhere, then the Vietnamese army agents will face two choices, or give up the strategic goal and retreat Or go after Zhang Fan.No matter which point the Vietnamese army chooses, it may mean that the wounded and soldiers in the field hospital will be rescued... However, this seems to be just my wishful thinking. With the viciousness of the Vietnamese army agents, I believe that the Vietnamese army is more likely to come before they leave. A massacre.

So it’s not like fighting, but not running away... I didn’t know what to do for a while, but I could only search the house one by one with the mentality of taking one step at a time.

After searching two rooms, my heart skipped a beat: I can’t go on like this. The Vietnamese military agents don’t have much time. Will be surrounded and wiped out.

So... what happens when they can't find their target?

The answer is yes, they will still have a massacre... which means I don't have much time.

Thinking of this, I didn't think about it any more, and immediately quickened my pace and walked towards the duty room in the north of the village...there is the armory of the guard company, and my sniper rifle is stored in the armory.I want to fight against more than [-] Vietnamese soldiers by myself, which is only possible with a sniper rifle.

I'm an agent of the Vietnam Army now, aren't I?The duty room was only two hundred meters away from me, so it was not easy to get a sniper rifle.

However, when I arrived at the warehouse, I realized that things were not as simple as I imagined... The constantly shaking flashlight light in the warehouse told me that it had been occupied by Vietnamese army agents.

But this seems to be normal. The Vietnamese army agents seem to have a clear grasp of our situation. They clearly know that we have a movie tonight, and they also know the security configuration of this field hospital. Of course, they also know that the arsenal of the guard company is in where.And... occupying this arsenal can be said to be a top priority.

"Hey!" I heard Vietnamese from inside: "How can the Chinese have svd sniper rifles?"

"Yes!" Another voice replied, "Didn't it mean that this squadron [***] had never fought a war? Then where did this sniper rifle come from?"

"Is it the wounded?"

"It's possible! The wounded fought on the battlefield, killed our army's sniper and seized the sniper rifle..."

"Damn it!" I heard curses coming from inside: "We should inform the platoon commander that there are Chinese snipers among the wounded!"

"Ruan Chengxing must know about this, let him point out the sniper..."

Listening outside, I knew the opportunity was coming, so I turned around and ran back for a while, and found a place to hide next to a house.

I am not surprised by the reactions of the Vietnamese army when they saw the sniper rifles. In fact... People who have fought on the battlefield always hate the enemy's snipers. I don't know if it is prejudice or what reason.Of course, part of this must be because the sniper can always kill the enemy by surprise on the battlefield, but the enemy often has nothing to do with him.

To put it another way, if my comrades died on the battlefield under the guns of enemy snipers, but I had no choice but to do so because the range of the gun in my hand was not enough or the sniper had moved... Then I would hate the enemy too many times sniper.

Therefore, once a sniper is captured by the enemy...you must not think that you can be respected by the enemy because you are a sniper. Not only will they not respect you, but they will torture you to death because of hatred. What is Geneva Conventions generally do not apply to snipers.This is why snipers often hide their sniper rifles until they are captured.

After a while, I saw a Vietnamese soldier walking out of the warehouse. It made me a little regretful that he didn't bring out my sniper rifle...

But think about it, even if he brought it out, it's useless, there's no bullets, isn't it?Sniper bullets and AK bullets are not compatible, so I have to go to that warehouse anyway.

Seeing that the Yue Guizi was almost approaching, I greeted him with a flashlight, and said first after a few meters: "Hey, we caught a Chinese sniper, and the platoon leader asked me to see if it was There are sniper rifles!"

I did this because I was worried that the devils would find something wrong with me.

Don't think that they won't doubt me if I put on the military uniform and the same equipment as the Yue Guizi. The Vietnamese army agents are very good. There were more than a dozen people, and they were all familiar with each other, but when they got closer, they couldn't be fooled by strangers.

But what I said is different. First of all, I will know the "military platoon leader", and secondly, what I said happened to be the capture of a Chinese sniper, which is completely consistent with what the Yue Guizi wanted to report...

"Yes!" Yue Guizi nodded without the slightest suspicion and said, "I was going to report to the platoon leader..."

But he hasn't finished his sentence... I have already taken the opportunity to walk to his side, threw away the flashlight, turned around and covered his mouth from behind, and the military thorn in my right hand also came out and pierced into him fiercely lungs.

I'm afraid the Vietnamese army didn't understand what happened until the moment they died, but it's better not to understand some things than to understand.If he knew...that the person who killed him was precisely the Chinese sniper he hated and wanted to report, I'm afraid I wouldn't need to do it at all, and he would be so angry.

It took me some time to drag the corpse to the shadow of the house and hide it. I patted the blood on my body casually, and roughly calculated the time required for the round trip. After waiting for a while, I stepped towards the warehouse.

When I came outside the warehouse, I walked in, waving a flashlight and shouting at the inside: "I heard that a Chinese sniper rifle was found? The platoon commander ordered me to take the sniper rifle to have a look..."

Like last time, my words carry a lot of convincing information.

"Oh, here it is!" Same as last time, the Yue devil was subconsciously conquered by the information at the first time, and he also didn't suspect me.

At this time, he was playing with the sniper rifle in his hand, and after hearing what I said, he handed over the sniper rifle with some complacency: "Look, it's this one..."

All his attention was on the gun and all my attention was on him.

The moment he handed over the sniper rifle to me, I pressed his mouth and stabbed the thorn into his throat from the side.

I don’t know since when, I have been able to calmly face the enemy bleeding and struggling under my knife, and then I kicked my legs and exhaled my last breath... Once upon a time, all of these would arouse the chills and fears in my heart, Now, however, I just feel a little uncomfortable because the blood from his neck splatters on my face.

However, this discomfort did not affect my fighting spirit, on the contrary, it stimulated my nerves to some extent, or it can be said that this strong smell of blood reminded me of the killing and going forward on the battlefield, which made me faster More thoroughly entered into a state of war.

Throwing away the ak47 on the shoulder, picking up the flashlight and sniper rifle... Some people may say, why throw away the ak47?Although the sniper rifle has a long range and high accuracy, its rate of fire is slow. Although the ak47 has poor range and accuracy, its rate of fire is not comparable to that of a sniper rifle... Aren't these two guns just complementary?

The truth is that it is true to say so, but I understand that it is a big taboo to carry two kinds of guns at the same time, and two long guns with incompatible ammunition.

How much does ak47 weigh?Plus the magazine weighs at least a dozen kilograms, plus the sniper rifle and ammunition?Then count the grenades, pistols and other equipment?More importantly, both of them are long guns. If you have a long gun in your hand, you must have another long gun on your back. Is there a way to move flexibly in a jungle like Vietnam?And the bullets of the two long guns are not compatible, do you have time to distinguish between bullets or magazines in the dark or on the battlefield?

Therefore, fighting with two spears at the same time is basically only possible in movies or novels.

Take a picture of the warehouse with a flashlight... The fucking little guard has a lot of guns and ammunition, ranging from machine guns to small pistols, but it doesn't seem surprising, I think these guns The ammunition is not all from the guard company... a considerable part of it is from the wounded, and there are even relics of soldiers who were seriously injured and died in the field hospital. This can be seen from the fact that many of the guns are stained with blood. come out.

But this is not what I care about, I rummaged through the gun pile, and found my armed belt without too much effort, there was a magazine for the svd sniper rifle pinned to it, I randomly pulled out two magazines After checking it carefully, I was surprised to find that all the magazines were loaded with bullets.

I clearly remember that when we were fighting on Heights 239, ammunition was scarce, even my sniper ammunition was not enough, so it was impossible to fill all the magazines.

The only explanation is that the guys in the guard company were greedy when they saw my sniper rifle, so they secretly took it to the wild to have fun... No wonder I always feel that the guard company Xiaowang always looks at me with eyes full of eyes envious.

But at this time, I didn’t have time to think about it so much. After putting on the magazine, I used the fastest speed to draw dozens of bullets from the belt of the machine gun and stuffed them into the backpack. I picked up a sack from the corner and went Swept in a pile of pistols on the table.Before leaving, he touched the two cantaloupe-style grenades on the body of the Vietnamese army and hung them on his body, and the preparations were considered complete.