The "Boom!" sounded, and the grenade exploded more than ten meters away.
The killing radius of grenades is about fifteen meters. Of course, if you have bad character... you may be hit by shrapnel exploded by the grenades dozens of meters away. Grenades mainly rely on fragments to kill them.
However, my thunder was intentionally placed behind the tree... The reason for doing this was because I was worried that the exploded grenade would accidentally hurt Zhang Fan. The distance between them was too short, only a few meters in front and back, so I couldn't take the risk of getting it done.
Thunder is placed where it can exert its power.
Therefore, no one can kill this grenade and cannot be injured.
Then someone might ask, since the enemy cannot be killed, why did I work so hard to make this trick?
Everyone in the Vietnamese are well-trained? What would they do if a grenade suddenly exploded nearby?
Their first reaction was of course to lie down.
What happens after lying down?
After lying down, he will press the gun... and he will focus all his attention on the direction where the explosion comes.
What's next?
They'll just wait for death!
Just as I thought, at the moment of the explosion, the Japanese devils all fell to the ground, and even Zhang Fan was pressed to the ground, but I stood up and rushed towards them...
My first target was the Vietnamese army closest to me, and this Vietnamese army was also the one who was always on guard with a pistol in his hand.
I think he should be the "Comrade Hu Yingqing" in the words of the Yue army. He commanded the team of four people of the Yue army to escape our army's dogs and set up a trap to lead our army's pursuit.
He found me almost the moment I pounced on him. I didn't know what made him feel my presence. I only knew that when I pounced on him, he turned his head and wanted to point his pistol at me...
Unfortunately, before lying down, he kept holding Zhang Fan with his left hand and holding the gun with his right hand. After lying down, his left hand was pressed under his body and turned to the left and aimed the gun at me. So he just waited for him to take a moment.
The military spear that supported my upper body and my left hand waved out. After a blood light and scream, the military spear pierced the back of his neck and nailed it to the ground... He could no longer turn around.
My second goal was the Vietnamese army who broke the back. He was holding an AK47, so I didn't dare to give him any time or opportunity. I almost raised my gun while piercing through the first Vietnamese Japanese.
His head... The AK47 of the Japanese devils was still under his body, so there was no time to resist. He had only time to raise his head and look at me. His eyes couldn't tell what it was... Despair, begging, reluctance, nostalgia...
...or there are all kinds of...
What I fear most is to shoot at the enemy's eyes. After being in the battlefield for so long, blood and death can no longer scare me, but only this look, this look seems to be saying goodbye to this world.
It will make me feel chill from the bottom of my heart.
But I still didn't hesitate, because I knew that even if I just stayed for a moment, I could die without a burial place, so I still pulled the trigger... With a "bang", the look of my eyes was lost after a blood light.
Angry, but I felt that it did not disappear, but was deeply engraved in my mind.
My third goal is the Vietnamese army who is leading the way ahead. He is also holding an AK47. The reason why I dare to rank him third... It is because he is the closest to the grenade, so I believe in the explosion
The roar of his hearing will temporarily blur his hearing. Once his hearing is blurred, it means that his reaction speed will slow down. Moreover, he also lies down at me with his back... Even if he reacts quickly enough, he will not turn around toward me.
shooting.
But this time I calculated it wrong. The Vietnamese army keenly felt the danger behind him and responded in time... I thought he needed to do at least two moves, first of all, take out the AK under him,
Then turn around and aim at me behind me.
However, what surprised me was that he actually rolled two times on the spot very agilely. When he finished this action, he was already facing me and successfully liberated the AK47 pressing under him...
Only then did I realize that I had made two mistakes.
First: Even if the Vietnamese army's hearing was temporarily deafened by the sound of the grenade explosion, they could still hear gunshots several meters away. There was no doubt that he judged that the enemy was behind him based on the gunshot and reacted.
of.
Second: I underestimated the military quality of my opponent... Just as I thought before, I thought everyone would react like a recruit or like me, first holding a gun, then turning around... But the Japanese are like that
Many battles were not in vain, or the usual training was reflected at this time. He rolled around and not only could he avoid bullets, but he also completed the movement towards me and held a gun in one breath.
This also made me feel the gap between myself and the Vietnamese army, and at the same time I realized... I had just gained an advantage in shooting skills before, and I really realized the importance of military quality during this close combat.
Making one mistake on the battlefield is fatal, not to mention that I made two.
But it's my life, not my life, or it can be said that the Vietnamese army is not lucky... Just when he was holding AK and trying to aim at me, his long barrel was entangled by Lao Teng.
He couldn't move, so he could only open his mouth wide and looked at me helplessly and raised his pistol...
A gunshot with "bang!" was a lucky shot to kill the enemy, or it could be said to be a benefit of a pistol. Isn't it? The probability of a pistol being entangled by Lao Teng is much smaller.
The last goal is the Yue Japanese on Zhang Fan's right hand. The reason why I dared to arrange him to the end... was because I observed in the telescope that he not only had no gun on his hand, but also had fatigue and fear on his face.
The gun means he is not very vigilant, and fatigue and fear means he is not interested in fighting.
When a person who is unwilling to fight enters the jungle and thinks he has escaped from heaven, and then encounters danger again... the transformation and reaction must be the slowest.
Sure enough, I had already dealt with three Vietnamese troops, but he seemed to have not yet reacted to what had happened. When he reached his hand to his waist, my pistol was already pressing against his head.
I think he is a new recruit. Although he reacts quickly compared to ordinary people, this kind of behavior among Vietnamese agents cannot be called qualified.
I thought he would surrender because he had no desire to fight on his face... This is a sign of no morale at all. But this time I was wrong again. People will have two manifestations when they are pessimistic and desperate. One is like a pool of people.
He fell to the ground like mud, and secondly, he tried his best to kill the enemy and die together.
This Vietnamese army obviously belonged to the latter because I saw him reaching out to pull the grenade on his waist... At this last moment, he also hoped that Zhang Fan and I could be buried with him.
Of course I wouldn't let him do this, so the gun in my hand rang out, a bullet shot out from the chamber, and ran out from his head from left to right... until his death, his hand was still holding a grenade,
But he never had the chance to thrust it.
The slowest reaction was Zhang Fan, because until I used a military spear to cut the rope tied to her hands and pulled off the rag from her mouth... She still didn't recognize me, and wasn't even sure I was an enemy.
It's a friend, I sat on the ground in a panic and used my hands and feet backwards...
But this seems not surprising. The light in the jungle is so dark. The military uniform of the Vietnamese Japanese is also in the PLA uniform. I am covered in blood... and there are a series of swords, guns and explosions just now. A little girl
It is no surprise that home will be afraid of losing judgment.
"It's me!" I sat on the ground and said, "I'm Yang Xuefeng, are you okay?"
This night I was exhausted. I ran around and almost gave up several times, and I was injured on my back... I didn't feel anything when I was nervous just now.
As soon as Zhang Fan was rescued and relaxed, he felt another burning pain on his back.
"Yang Xuefeng?" Zhang Fan seemed unable to believe what I said. He leaned towards me tentatively and recognized me in the blurred moonlight, and then he rushed into my arms and cried loudly...
This made me feel a little helpless.
Push her away?
At this time, Zhang Fan was like a frightened child, and I really couldn't bear to push her away.
Don't push her away?
I was worried that this girl would fall deeper and deeper... In fact, in a corner of my heart, I seemed to hope that she would fall deeper and deeper, but my rationality and feelings for Chen Yiyi told me that I could not do this.
After a long time, Zhang Fan realized that he was a little disobedient. He seemed to be reluctant to leave and sat up from my arms. He wiped his tears in a mess and said, "I'm sorry, I thought... I thought I'd definitely die this time!"
"Hmm, oh!" I came to my senses and asked again: "You...you are not injured!"
I'm not talking nonsense, many people don't find themselves hurt when they are nervous.
"I'm fine!" Zhang Fan shook his head, then relaxed and sighed, as if he was glad that he had saved his life.
"Let's go back!" I said.
Zhang Fan shook his head: "I want to... rest for a while, I really have no strength!"
I looked at Zhang Fan with some strangeness, pointed to the bloody corpses beside me and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
Zhang Fan smiled and replied calmly: "Did you forget that I am a nurse? And... with you here, what else can I be afraid of!"
So I lost my voice. This may be the sense of security that women often talk about. In modern times, what makes women feel most secure is the credit card that will never be swiped, and in this era, it may be the ability to kill enemies.
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I don’t know when, Zhang Fan had already snuggled beside me, and I don’t know if it was because I was too frightened or I was so tired that I fell asleep after a while...