On the Sino-Vietnam border, the front line of Laoshan, the June heat waves rolled up the extremely humid air, making people feel like they were in a natural sauna, and they were covered in sweat when they moved casually. Therefore, Chinese soldiers from the north were extremely disgusted with this humid and hot weather in the southwest.

However, Vietnamese soldiers south of the border are extremely adaptable to such a high-temperature and humid climate. No matter how hot or humid the weather is, they will not sweat heavily. But as the saying goes, everything is exceptional, just in the Vietnamese military camp in the deep area behind the Vietnamese side.

Wu Sun, the commander of the Vietnam Independent Strengthening Division, who was responsible for defending the Luoshan position, looked at the newly sent position report, and her forehead couldn't help but sweat beads emerged from her forehead, and her back was soaked in sweat. From a distance, she looked as if she had just come out of a sauna, and her whole body was sweating profusely!

At this time, a small bead of sweat unknowingly crawled down from his forehead and fell on the report he was watching with a snap. In an instant, the bead of sweat expanded infinitely on the paper of the report, and soon blurred the words around him. Seeing this, Wusun quickly picked up a towel from the table, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then sat down on the chair behind him dejectedly!

This is the third similar report he has received in recent days. Just a week ago, the Chinese army opposite seemed to have changed magic, and suddenly a hunting team appeared to attack the high-value and living targets of the Vietnamese army. In a few days, a regiment commander, two battalion commanders, and four company commanders were easily killed.

And they were all killed with one shot. What's even more terrifying is that the Vietnamese army didn't know where the gun was fired, and they died even more confused. Just now, Wu Sun received another report that the chief of staff who had just gone to the front line yesterday was also shot and killed by China's so-called hunting team this morning.

It was the death of the chief of staff who had worked with Wusun for many years that evoked Wusun's memories of being dead for two days ago. If it weren't for his adjutant of staff who temporarily reported the situation to him and blocked the bullet that was shot at him, he would probably have died long ago. The same is true for this chief of staff. If the military headquarters had not had an emergency combat meeting, it would have been his Wusun who went to the frontline positions to inspect......

Thinking of this, the cold sweat on Wusun's body was like an endless spring water, and it surged out from all over his body again, which forced him to pick up a towel and wipe it randomly. As a commander of the Yue army, Wusun knew very well that he was walking over from a rain of bullets.

This Chinese hunting team is actually a sniper team, but even if Wushang is clear, he can't do anything. The sniper itself is elusive. In addition, the strong qualities of Chinese scouts, he can't do anything to them with the existing methods in Wushang's hands. It is precisely because of this.

As this Chinese hunter team succeeded frequently, the morale of the Vietnamese army, especially the officers, was extremely low. Thinking about it, even the commander in the rear was a little in danger and was in panic all day long, let alone other subordinate officers!

At this moment, he thought of a person in his mind. This was the Vietnamese ace he asked his superiors for a few days ago, and his superiors quickly agreed. However, a few days later, the colonel named Ruan Futong didn't even see the shadow, which made Wu Shun feel a little anxious. You must know that this person is an ace sniper in the Vietnamese army and has also been to the Soviet sniper professional school for further studies.

In the War of Resistance Against the United States, he was named the American army as the God of Death in Songlin. When China had just withdrawn its troops, the senior officials of the Vietnamese army transferred him to the front line. With his command and personal participation, he greatly injured the Chinese army. Just a few months ago, when he was carrying out his last mission, he knocked down the captain of the Chinese reconnaissance brigade, who was frightened by the Vietnamese army, on the spot. Although the life and death of the captain of the Chinese reconnaissance brigade was not confirmed on the spot, anyone who knew Ruan Fu and his shooting skills knew that this Chinese would definitely be in danger.

However, after performing this mission, Ruan Futong was transferred from the front line and returned to the rear to participate in the Vietnamese army's own sniper school and served as the principal. However, the Chinese sniper team on the front line of the Laoshan Front is extremely active, which has greatly affected the Vietnamese army's combat operations. Faced with this situation, the first thing that comes to mind in Wusun's mind was Ruan Futong. You must know that the two of them are old acquaintances and fought side by side in the War of Resistance Against the United States, so Wusun knows Ruan Futong's abilities very well and trusts more!

Thinking of this, Wusun couldn't help but shout out to the outside, and the adjutant who was working outside the door hurried in. Seeing this Wusun frowned, his tone became very impatient:

"Go and send a telegram to Hanoi and ask when will Nguyen Futong come!"

"No need to send it, I'm here!" Before the adjutant could answer, a faint answer came from outside the tent. Before Wusun could react, he saw the curtain of the tent lifting up and walked into a Vietnamese colonel officer who was nearly 1.8 meters tall, thin and slender, with long arms.

I saw this Vietnamese officer, who was as shaped as a gibbon, quickly walked to Wushang and saluted him solemnly: "The captain of the Independent Sniper Brigade, report to the division commander!"

Seeing that the person coming was Ruan Futong, Wusun immediately showed a long-lost smile on his face: "Haha, Comrade Ruan Futong, I finally hope for you, how about it? The journey is going smoothly!"

However, as he spoke, Wushang felt something was wrong, because Ruan Futong's military uniform in front of him seemed to have just returned from the battlefield. It was dirty and messy, and her body was covered with emerald green leaves and vines. Seeing this Wushang couldn't help but ask in confusion:

"Didn't you just arrived? Why did you make this dress..."

"Report to the commander of the division, I arrived this morning, but I did not come to report, but went to the frontline position first!"

"Front Frontier Position?" After hearing Ruan Futong's words, Wusun looked up and down at the cold-faced Ruan Futong in front of him: "Can you go to the frontier Position to conduct reconnaissance?"

"That's right!" Ruan Futong nodded, her tone was both cold and firm, and her cold face could not see any change: "There is an old Chinese saying that you know yourself and your enemy will never be defeated. Since the so-called Chinese sniper team appeared at the forefront, I naturally want to go and take a look!"

As soon as Ruan Fu Tong finished speaking, Wu Sun was stunned, but then she burst into laughter: "Haha~~ As early as when fighting the American devils, you often took odd steps. It seems that this time is the case. I believe this front-line reconnaissance should have gained a lot!"

As he said that, Wusun pointed to the chair next to him: "Come on, there are no outsiders here, don't be restrained, just say it!"

Ruan Futong was not pretentious when he heard Wusun's words. She directly pulled the chair and went to the opposite Wusun. Her cold and stiff face did not change at all because of Wusun's words. Instead, she began to speak in an extremely plain tone when she sat down on her butt:

"This time I went to the front-line for reconnaissance and found the activities of the Chinese. It can be seen that they are indeed learning our sniping tactics, but..."

"But how?"

"It's just that they are not good at learning, and some of them are not good at painting a tiger!" As he said, a contemptuous sneer appeared on the corner of Ruan Futong's cold mouth:

"The thing they used basically still follows the old tactics of Chinese scouts, and is still far from real snipers. It can be said that the current Chinese are not even as good as the minimum elementary school students in sniping tactics!

Not only that, the weapons used by the Chinese are not very professional. When I came, I asked for information about China from the Soviet elder brother, which showed that China did not use special sniper rifles. From my reconnaissance just now, I found several shells for Type 78 guns at their ambush site. From this, we can also see that there is no so-called Chinese sniper team at the forefront!”

As soon as Ruan Futong finished speaking, Wu Sun couldn't help but frown, and then shook her head: "Comrade Ruan Futong, please don't underestimate the Chinese people on the other side. We were defeated so badly because of despising them. And don't believe the information of the Soviet Union too much. Have you forgotten that when you were in Liangshan, the Soviet army said that Chinese artillery was not far away. What was the result? The range of 38 kilometers directly nailed our counterattack troops to the starting position, so it's better to take everything seriously!"

"Comrade Commander is right, but you also know that sniper rifles are not so easy to build. Our Soviet elder brother developed the Dragorov sniper rifle in the 1950s and was not completed until the 1960s. It took nearly 10 years to complete it. The Soviet elder brother tried his best to use it for so long. How could China create a sniper rifle in such a short time?

Even if the Chinese import it from Western imperialist countries, can this escape the eyes of the Soviet elder brother? You should know that since the Liangshan artillery incident, the Soviet Union has particularly strengthened its intelligence work in the direction of China. Not to mention a sniper rifle, even a screw cannot escape the eyes of the Soviet elder brother!"

As he said that, Ruan Phu Tung picked up the water cup next to him, Gudong Gudong took two sips and continued: "The Chinese suffered our losses in the previous reconnaissance battle, so they wanted to use the same tactics to deal with us. Of course, with the excellent performance of the Type 78 firearms equipped by the Chinese army, coupled with the white light scope and muffler, it can indeed achieve a certain function of a sniper rifle. However, if these naive Chinese people want to use this kind of thing to conduct sniper warfare, I can only say that they are seeking death!"

After Ruan Futong blurted out the last word "death", a strong murderous intent flashed out on his cold face. Wusun, who was sitting opposite him, nodded with relief when he saw this. Then the two discussed the specific action plan. After that, Ruan Futong went back to prepare and led a sniper team northward into the vast jungle in less than half an hour...

"Puff~~" The new sniper rifle with a silencer made a dull sound. Zhou Hao, an observer who was wearing the same Geely suit as him, was holding a telescope, with a low and excited voice:

"I won, I won, this is the 15th!"

After hearing Zhou Hao's words, Gu Zelin's calm face was not at all turbulent, but instead quickly ordered: "Since that's the case, let's take it away quickly, remember to make some fake marks and leave two 78-type shells."

Zhou Hao followed Gu Zelin's instructions and quickly made false marks. During this moment, Gu Zelin looked at the mountains in the distance, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"It's time for the real enemy to come..."
Chapter completed!