No abnormality was found in the village, so I took my troops out of the village. The troops walked on a curved mud road in the fields. Soon, in a field, I saw the four Vietnamese I had seen in the telescope before.
The peasant women... two were picking vegetables and weeding in the fields, one was herding cattle, and the other was bent over the pond next to the path not far away to scoop water into the bucket.
Judging from the physical shapes of the four Vietnamese peasant women, one of them was younger, and the other three seemed to be older women. They saw us, who were fully armed, looked very cold, but their faces did not show any abnormality when they saw us, who were fully armed.
The panic.
Our marching order at that time was:
Chen Yiyi and Wang Kechang were walking in the front. Chen Yiyi had a trick in following and was responsible for observing clues on the ground. Wang Kechang was assigned a telescope, and he used to be a thief and had a good observation ability.
They are responsible for observing the distance... So Chen Yiyi and Wang Kechang are actually just matching the distance, but even the two of them didn't notice anything wrong. This shows how powerful these Vietnamese women are in disguise.
In the middle are Xiaoshitou and bayonets, among which Shen Guoxin carried a phone call on his back, which was the tool for us to contact the company... This also depends on the blessing of winning the battle on Mount Dai, and there is one company in another.
It would be nice to have two phones to report, but we have one for each class.
At the end, I and the two remaining soldiers were me.
At this time, our equipment was already quite good. Except for two machine gunners (master and deputy shooters) and two bazooka shooters, the rest of the rest were all AK47. The most conspicuous one was the SVD sniper rifle in my hand...
Plus the walkie-phone on Shen Guoxin’s back... it’s a majestic combat force...
Later we found out that it was these equipment that almost wiped out our squad.
There are two reasons: one is that the company followed behind and did not come up. The Vietnamese agents thought that there were only a few of us, so they had an opportunity to take advantage of it. The other is that the Vietnamese agents were very clear about our army's equipment and knew that our army was generally only in power.
The deputy squad leader is equipped with an AK47. Ordinary soldiers use 56 and a half, so when they see the AK47 in our hands, there are two people wearing telescopes, a step-by-step phone and a sniper gun in my hand.
...They were jealous.
Their judgment on our squad was: this must be the command group and guard team led by the command personnel at the PLA battalion level and above...
Some people may wonder why Vietnamese agents made such a judgment? Do they not look at military uniforms?
This is thanks to the fact that our army is uniformly uniformed. The cadre uniforms are just two more pockets. If you don’t look at them carefully, you can’t tell them.
So these Vietnamese agents had no plan to take action against us at all. Their mission was actually very simple. They pretended to be ordinary people guarding this mountain road and reported to their superiors the number and equipment of all the passing People's Liberation Army units. But they determined that
After we were a big fish... we were unwilling to let go of the fat meat in our mouths, so there was a subsequent battle.
Of course, we did not feel the danger at this time. Perhaps this is the advantage of the female soldiers... They look weak from the outside, and no one can connect them with the Vietnamese agents who kill without blinking.
The road we were walking was winding, and we walked around the pond in a bow shape. Not far away were a few sugarcane fields, and then there was a large area of paddy fields.
When I passed by the pond, I looked at the peasant woman who was scooping water by the pond... The peasant woman never looked up. At that time, I thought... she might have been scared by us "enemy".
Actually, at this time, I felt something was wrong. But I didn't know what was wrong, so I quickly passed by her.
After walking a few steps, I remembered something wrong... I seemed to see this peasant woman scooping water from a distance. Why has this peasant woman not scooped a bucket of water yet?
With this doubt, I turned around and looked around. This look scared me... The peasant woman threw away the water spoon in her hand and was already holding a handful of*
*'s miniature submachine gun, her face was full of ferociousness and murderous aura. Only then did I realize that her gun was hidden in the bucket...
I should say that I am lucky because I recognize the miniature submachine gun held by the peasant woman, which seems to be called...Ingram style (full name Ingram style 10 style).
The reason I recognize it is because there are too many underworld guys using this gun in movies and TV.
The old man also told me about this kind of submachine gun. He said that this gun was received by the Japanese devils from the Americans, and it was the favorite of the agents of the Japanese devils... Although the range is not long, it is small and easy to hide, and the firing speed is fast (
96 rounds per second) has a large bullet capacity (30 or 32 rounds). In melee combat, you can just hold it with one hand... and then the target will basically be beaten into a hornet's nest.
It is conceivable that there are only eleven people in our class, including me, and they all have their backs to this peasant woman. If she successfully pulls the trigger... we are afraid that most of them will be killed or injured in the blink of an eye.
It's right.
But... if you want to blame, you blame this "peasant woman" for being too anxious. If she waits for a few more seconds... and then draws out the gun when I stay away from her, I am afraid that even the gods will not be able to save us.
This is not to say that I am not moving fast enough, but that I am holding an SVD sniper rifle. The length of the sniper rifle means that it takes longer to lift the gun and point it at the target... although it is only a long time
That little bit, but it’s often just a little bit on the battlefield that can determine life and death.
But now the situation is different. I am only two steps away from the "peasant woman"... I waved the butt in my hand without thinking... The submachine gun in the "peasant woman"'s hand!
So with the sound of "da da da...", the "peasant woman" still pulled the trigger, but I missed the barrel and had no accurate head at all. When she was about to point the gun at the right moment
When we called... I had already pointed the gun at her head first and pulled the trigger.
With a gunshot, her head was like a broken watermelon, with blood and brain splattering everywhere.
The sniper rifle was already powerful, not to mention that it was still shooting at such a close range, so just this shot knocked her down in the pond, and the pond instantly floated red.
My soldiers reacted quickly. As soon as they heard the gunshot, they quickly realized that they were ambushed, so they lay on the ground immediately.
Almost at the same time, the other three peasant women also took action... They bent down and pulled out weapons from the grass beside the field like magic... They were all ak47, one of them was very skillful before holding the gun.
A grenade was thrown at us...
To be honest, I really can't imagine what would happen if the three ak47s sounded at the same time... The enemy and me were only twenty meters apart, and the three ak47s had ninety bullets. If these bullets flew towards us at the same time...
That's probably enough to destroy us!
But she underestimated the quality of our army, or it should be said that she underestimated Chen Yiyi... Just as the grenade landed, Chen Yiyi rushed up and threw the grenade back.
So the Vietnamese agents faced two choices: one was to continue shooting at us, but in this case, they would soon face the danger of being blown down by a grenade. The other was to lie on the ground and wait for the grenade to explode before talking about it.
The Vietnamese agents chose the latter one at the same time, so we bought some time...
It was because of this little time that the opportunity was transferred to our hands, so the situation on the battlefield changed... The guns in the hands of the soldiers were first sounded, and I just had time to turn the gun and aimed them at them.
they……
These Vietnamese agents were not bad at all. Seeing that the situation was not good for her, they quickly used Tian Geng's cover to shoot and retreated to the sugarcane field, but how could I let them escape from me...
With a "bang!", with a jump of the rifle, a Vietnamese agent stopped and changed the magazine, and was knocked to the ground with one shot.
Another agent who was shooting was also shot by the soldiers and lay down on the ground.
The remaining agent flexibly rolled in the field a few times, and hid behind the buffalo as soon as he turned over... This whole set of actions was really amazing to me, and it can be seen that the individual quality of the Vietnamese army is really good.
But her performance at this time can only be the last performance before her death.
Because the next moment, my bullet penetrated through the gap under the buffalo and hit her calf... When she fell to the ground with pain, another bullet passed through her chest and knocked her down.
On the ground.
At this time, I thought the battle was over, but unexpectedly, with a "swish" sound coming from the sugarcane field, two female Vietnamese agents holding AK47 came out... They might have heard the gun...
The sound came to help the battle, but because it was blocked by the sugarcane field, I didn't know that the comrades outside were wiped out in just a moment. Now they were shocked when they saw it, turned around and went back.
.
The soldiers were willing to let them go, regardless of whether they could see people. The machine guns and submachine guns kept greetings inside, making the sugarcane in the field "splitting", and the pieces were rotten.
Exploded like wood...
It was not until the soldiers stopped after all the bullets in the magazines were empty. After changing to another magazine, I took two soldiers with guns and walked into the sugarcane field carefully, and soon it was broken.
The bodies of two female Vietnamese agents were found in the messy sugarcane slags. They had been smashed by rows of bullets. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!