"Here!" While I was still running around handing over the sniper rifle, Scar handed me an iron box.
"What is this?" I looked at the cylindrical iron box in a daze.
"Canned food!" Scar said in surprise: "Are you stupid? You haven't even eaten canned food?"
"Uh! I'm a country boy and I don't eat much!" I said casually and took the can. However, I looked around and couldn't find the place to open the can... At first I thought I was dazzled.
But it wasn't until Scar handed me a dagger that I realized that the can had not yet spread to China.
I was really hungry after a busy morning, so I didn't say much, just pried open the iron box three times, opened it and took a look... I was dumbfounded, the stuff inside was actually broad beans.
It’s not like I’ve never seen canned food, but nowadays there are only various canned meats or canned fruits. How can anyone use canned vegetables?
"Eat! What are you doing standing still?" Scar urged: "Hurry up, there will be a mission later!"
"Oh!" I responded reluctantly, with a grimace on my face and reached into the broad beans that looked like a bunch of insects hugged together.
It's better to have something to eat than to go hungry. I don't want to be on the battlefield without the strength to walk. But the taste is not as bad as I thought (later I found out that it was entirely because I had never eaten it.
The reason for eating this kind of food) is that the broad beans are as hard as steel bars and cannot be chewed in the mouth.
"Still thinking about your gun!" Scar looked at my distracted look and persuaded me from the side: "Don't think so much. Even if you used a 56 and a half, you still killed the Japanese sharpshooter? Is there a third
One will lead to another, do your best!"
He patted me on the shoulder and walked away, leaving me sitting there alone with a bitter smile: Who knows if I will be the next to die!
"Comrades!" It was the company commander who appeared in front of us. He looked very excited. Before the soldiers could line up, he raised his hands and shouted: "I just received news from my superiors that our regiment has successfully broken through the Vietnamese army in the small area.
The defense line in the Cao area, now is the time for us to march towards the old street!"
"Okay!" The soldiers were excited, and they were all gearing up as if they were eager to go to the battlefield, but I was the only one who sat there limply, minding my own business with the canned broad beans in front of me.
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Lao Cai is the capital of Hoang Lien Son Province in Vietnam. It is located at the intersection of the Red River and the Nan Xi River. It has railways, highways and Red River water transportation leading to Hanoi. It is a military town and transportation artery in northwest Vietnam, and is also the gateway to Hanoi.
It is an important gateway to Hanoi. To put it simply, as long as we capture Lao Cai, internally we can continuously transport strategic materials to Lao Cai through the river mouth, and externally we can take buses directly to Hanoi, the capital of Vietnam, so it has strategic significance.
It has very important strategic significance for the entire self-defense counterattack.
Most Chinese people may be familiar or unfamiliar with this place. Familiar because most people have heard of this name, even now. Strange because they are lucky enough to come to this city to see it with their own eyes.
Not many people look like it.
However, I don’t think it is a lucky thing to be able to see it with my own eyes. The reason is very simple. We are not here to travel, but to fight. Seeing it almost means that another war will soon begin.
here we go.
In fact, we thought the war should have started an hour ago. Our goal was to break through the defenses of Laojie, wasn't it? A regiment of Japanese soldiers relied on solid fortifications to block the attack of a division in front of our army, wasn't it? Where I am
Because it was difficult to attack from the front, our regiment attacked the Xiaocao area from the flanks and planned to attack the enemy in Laojie from both sides. However, unexpectedly, when we walked into Laojie as if facing a formidable enemy, we found that it was already an empty city.
There is not a single person in any of them.
"Is this the old street?" After walking for a while, Xiao Shitou could no longer hold back his doubts and asked softly: "The capital of this province...how can it not be as good as our county?"
In fact, this is also a question for all of us. We originally thought that this was the provincial capital of Vietnam... Even if it is not as prosperous as our Shanghai and Beijing, it still looks like some towns! However, when we saw that every room was in dilapidated condition.
When I built a brick house or a wooden house, I realized that reality is often different from imagination.
"It's so rare!" Scar turned around and replied angrily: "The Vietnamese have been fighting for decades, and all their money has been used to buy guns and ammunition. I didn't see that their soldiers can't even wear shoes.
Come on? What’s so strange!”
When Scar said this, the other soldiers and I felt relieved. The Yue Japanese we saw these days did not wear shoes. At first we thought it was a habit, but when we saw the weapons on their corpses,
When I brought my shoes with them still attached, I realized that they were reluctant to wear them.
For a person who is about to go to the battlefield, what is the thought of not having to wear shoes? I only know that if I were to go to the battlefield and face death, I would swallow even the ginseng fruit without hesitation.
However, this is Vietnam, which has been in constant war for decades. Just a few years ago, the Viet Cong was still at war with the Yankees! The Yankees' aircraft and cannons are not vegetarian. It would be strange if this old street could look like this.
Already.
"Stop moving forward and rest where you are!"
"Stop moving forward and rest where you are!"
…
The order was passed down loudly from the front. As soon as the nervous soldiers heard the order, they dispersed with a roar, and then there were screams, beating their backs and rubbing their feet, just like a group of
Like a refugee.
Some people may say that this does not look like an army or a soldier? But this is indeed the case. We have fought on the battlefield and made meritorious service, but it does not mean that we are disciplined. The reason is simple.
, many of us only serve as soldiers for a few days, just like me!
I found a rock and leaned the rifle aside. I couldn't wait to sit down and rub my sore and sore feet. I complained endlessly: bad food, less than an hour's sleep, swarms of mosquitoes, and...
One death mission after another... I am almost driven crazy by this world! You know, in modern times, I turn on the air conditioner as soon as I go out, get in the car and enter the door. When did I suffer this!
Now I have to admire the old man. I really don’t know how this old guy survived!
Just when I was feeling sorry for myself about my fate, I found a soldier playing with the rifle I handed over not far away. A large number of soldiers gathered around to watch, and they all let out a chorus of admiration while watching.
:
"Hey! What kind of gun is this?"
"Where did you get it?"
"He also has a magnifying glass!"
…
I felt very uncomfortable when I saw it. The sniper rifle I finally collected fell into the hands of others... If I had known, I would have told Scar to keep it in my hands before handing it over to my superiors for "development".
Well, at least you can show off in front of your comrades, right?
Just when I was regretting my hindsight, there was a sudden "bang" gunshot, and the soldier holding the sniper rifle burst out with blood and fell to the ground.
Without thinking much, I leaned back and fell into the stinking ditch behind me... Although I couldn't stand the suffocating smell in the stinking ditch, it was nothing compared to my life.
What. I, before I fell into the stinking ditch, I even took my rifle with me.
"There's a situation!"
"Ready to fight!"
…
In an instant, the entire army was in chaos. Some soldiers lay on the ground, raised their guns, and started beating randomly in the direction where the gunshots came from. Some soldiers were so panicked that they looked for cover everywhere, like headless flies.
Some soldiers even puffed up their chests and rushed into civilian houses without protecting themselves at all...
"Get down! Come back!" I heard the bayonet yelling at them. It was obvious that they were misled by the footage in the movie or the propaganda that "revolutionary soldiers are not afraid of sacrifice or death" and used their own bodies and lives.
To face the enemy's bullets.
It's true that they are not afraid of sacrifice and death, but that doesn't mean they can just rush in and die!
Unlike Bayonet, I did not try my best to call those soldiers back in the hope of saving their lives, because I knew that was impossible.
I rolled around in the stinking ditch as fast as I could and let the black and smelly water soak into my body in an instant. Although the stench made my stomach churn, but in the end I still
I suppressed the nausea forcibly. I didn't have time to vomit, nor did I have the right to vomit. After crawling a few meters away in the smelly ditch, I slowly poked my head out and looked in the direction of the sound.
It was a private house, only more than 200 meters away from us. So I concluded that the person hiding inside was not a sniper. The reason was very simple. No sniper would be stupid enough to have a sniper rifle more than 200 meters away from the enemy.
Setting up an ambush. At the same time, the enemy cannot have a premeditated ambush. The reason is also very simple. If it is a premeditated ambush, then I will choose a powerful rocket launcher or light machine gun, or at least the AK47 commonly used by the Vietnamese army. However, this
The gunfire coming from the house told me that the enemy used two rifles and an AK.
So I was confused. The opponent was neither a sniper nor an ambush, so why did he come?
After looking at the sniper rifle a few meters away, I seemed to understand something.
This sniper rifle represents two levels of meaning. First, the Vietnamese army thought that the soldier holding the sniper rifle was a sniper.
On this battlefield, a sniper is even more important than killing an enemy company. And because he always hides in the dark and shoots the target, both sides hate the other's sniper very much, whether on the battlefield or on the battlefield.
It's the same after being captured. This is why snipers try their best to conceal their identity after being captured, and some even hide their sniper rifles when they expect to be captured.
Another meaning is that our army did not have sniper rifles at this time. The sacrifice of the soldier who owned a sniper rifle meant that he must have killed a certain sniper of the Vietnamese army and obtained his weapon.
No matter which of these two meanings it was, the Vietnamese army hated him so much that they couldn't help but shoot him.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but wipe my sweat secretly. Fortunately, the sniper rifle was not in my hand just now, otherwise...
"Da da da..." The gunshots in front of the houses became more and more intensive. In the blink of an eye, four of the dozen soldiers who rushed up fell down. The remaining seven or eight were still wise enough not to continue rushing forward.
, or it can be said that intuition and instinct told them that they could not go forward any further.
Rushing forward regardless of the enemy's hail of bullets may have been useful in the past, but it is not today with highly developed individual weapons.
"Bazooka!" I heard Scar yell loudly.
To be honest, this is indeed a good idea. We don’t care who is in the private house and how many weapons he has! Can’t he just blast it with a rocket launcher?
But before the bazooka could get his hands on it, Captain Li loudly ordered: "Don't use bazookas! There are orders from superiors to protect the property of Vietnamese fellows! Besides, what if there are Vietnamese people inside?"
"Fuck!" I couldn't help but cursed in my heart, what the hell kind of orders were these.
Okay! Since you can’t use a rocket launcher, it’s time to need a sniper. So I once again aimed at the sniper rifle not far away...