"What a guy!" The soldiers started talking quickly: "No wonder the fight was so dangerous just now! They almost rushed up! It turned out to be the ace unit of the Japanese!"
"That's right! There are so many people hiding in the grass and we just didn't notice them!"
"Yes! Fortunately, Comrade Yang Xuefeng discovered it early..."
"Huh? You said..." Then Wang Kechang turned around and asked me: "Platoon leader, how did you find out that there were Japs in the grass?"
"I..." The soldiers suddenly turned the topic to me. I was stunned for a moment and then replied: "I saw something was wrong with the grass waves, so I fired a few shots..."
"Those shots...should have missed the Japanese!" Wang Kechang asked again.
"Can they miss?" A soldier soon asked: "If they miss, can they be forced to charge in advance?"
"Then...they didn't even say a word when they were hit?" Wang Kechang expressed his last worry.
The soldiers couldn't help but were stunned when they heard it, yes! They didn't say a word when they were hit? If they were killed on the spot, it would be okay. If they were injured and they didn't make a sound, then what about this army?
Quality……
Thinking of this, the soldiers and I couldn't help but feel a chill on our backs.
"Platoon leader!" Several soldiers soon began to complain: "Didn't you say that the highlands we are stationed on are not important? Didn't you say that the main force of the regiment is holding them on the commanding heights? Why do the Japanese attack us as soon as they attack?
Woolen cloth?"
I don't know how to answer, because I also hope someone can answer me.
"Go, go, go..." Scar came over and said angrily: "You should ask those Japs this question, not the second platoon leader!"
"Platoon leader... what did the superiors say?" Some clever soldiers asked: "If the superiors knew about this situation, would they send troops for reinforcements?"
"I'm not a superior, why are you asking me?" I was also a little angry. I picked up the engineering shovel and slammed it into the ground, saying: "Everyone is here, help me strengthen the fortifications!"
"Yes!" the soldiers responded, looking at each other fearfully, and waved their shovels helplessly.
In fact, I was also anxious. When I saw the company commander emerging from the air-raid shelter, I followed him anxiously and asked: "Company commander, company commander...what are the instructions from the superiors?"
"What instructions can I give? Let's fight!" the company commander replied angrily.
"This..." I asked hesitantly in a low voice: "When we attacked our 316A Division, our superiors didn't send us any reinforcements?"
"What's wrong with the 316A Division? Or should we continue to fight?" The company commander also looked a little angry: "What the superiors mean is that the Japanese are very likely to play a trick of attacking from the east to the west, so let's not panic, and we must not hold on to the position.
Let the devils pass in front of us!"
"Yes!" I responded helplessly.
Later facts proved that this was another misjudgment by the superiors. The superiors always believed that the enemy's main attack direction was near the 528.3 Highlands, and the attack on our highlands was just a plan by the enemy to divert the troops away from the mountains, so they never attacked our troops from the beginning to the end.
Soldiers were mobilized from the high ground where they were stationed...
These are all things for later. Of course we don’t know this now. Although we know that our opponent is the enemy’s trump card unit, we still have to hold on and go forward.
The battlefield is like this. We have no freedom to fight or not to fight, and we have no right to choose our opponents!
"Platoon leader!" While I was waving my shovel to strengthen the fortifications, a soldier walked up to me and called out pitifully.
"Yeah!" I stopped what I was doing, looked up at him, and asked, "What's the matter?"
This is a popular face. I didn't even know there was someone like him in my platoon, even though I only had about thirty people under my command.
"Platoon leader!" The soldier took out a letter from his arms and said, "I heard that you are also from Fujian, and so am I... If I die, can you help me give this letter to my family? ?”
"Yeah!" I was stunned for a moment, then nodded and took the letter. But I was thinking... maybe I will die before you!
"Thank you so much!" Seeing my promise, the soldier's face quickly became sad, and he took out two cigarettes and handed them over.
I was feeling tired, and it was already daylight now, so it didn't matter if I smoked, so we sat down in the trench and lit each other up.
"Platoon leader!" After two puffs of smoke, the soldier started chatting: "I'm from Fuqing, Fujian. What about you? If we can go back from the battlefield smoothly, I will definitely come to your place. Then we will Have a few drinks..."
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.
I suddenly felt some water sprinkled from the top of my head, and then I saw the soldier slumped in front of me like a deflated rubber ball, so I realized that the water sprinkled on me was not water. But blood.
If you had not experienced it personally, it would be difficult for you to imagine that a living person, who was talking and laughing with you just now, even the cigarette he lit was still smoking in his mouth... suddenly lost his life and fell down like a skin bag. in front of you.
This huge contrast made me stunned for a few seconds...
Then I realized that this soldier was only a little taller than me, with only half of his head exposed from the trench, and he lost his life.
Sometimes the difference between life and death is just a little bit...
"Sniper!" I heard Scar yelling not far away.
A sniper, of course a sniper...
Every ordinary unit of the Vietnamese army has snipers, and this elite unit is no exception. And it is conceivable that the snipers of this elite unit should be more powerful! After all, it is a model division, isn't it?
Why didn't I feel the presence of snipers when the Vietnamese troops charged just now?
I think it was because the Vietnamese army was too densely populated when they charged. At that time, the snipers who were suitable for long-distance shooting were afraid that their gun muzzles would be blocked by their own people, so they came to look for trouble at this time...
When the soldiers who were resting heard the gunshot, they immediately jumped up from the trench and put their guns up. Some soldiers even nervously pulled the triggers and fired randomly at the grass in front of them... But it was obvious that these stray bullets had If you don't hit anyone, the grass in front of the trench is as deep as the sea. Trying to kill a sniper hiding inside is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"Get down! Get down!" I shouted to the soldiers: "Don't shoot..."
I remember the old man said that if you encounter an enemy sniper, the most taboo thing is to shoot indiscriminately. This will not only waste our bullets, but also give the enemy sniper an opportunity to take advantage...the sound of gunfire will cover up the sniper attack. The gunfire and chaos of the hand can allow the sniper to choose his target calmly.
Sure enough, before I finished speaking, there was another distinctive "bang" gunshot, and another soldier was shot in the head and fell in a pool of blood.
"Stop shooting! Stop shooting!" Scar rushed up and pushed the soldiers who were shooting back into the trench, and then shouted at them unceremoniously: "Who told you to shoot! All of you get down! Three
Squad leader, keep an eye on your soldiers! Don’t keep causing chaos to the troops!”
"Second Platoon Commander, Third Platoon Commander!" the company commander shouted to us from a distance.
Of course I understand what the company commander asked me to do, what else can I do? Isn’t it just to kill the Japanese snipers?
But he also called the third platoon leader... which surprised me a little.
The soldiers from the third platoon of the Liang Company ran forward with their arms bent, raised their sniper rifles at me as they passed by me, and said with excitement in their eyes: "Thank you for this!"
"Oh!" When he said this, I understood. What he was holding was the Vietnamese sniper I shot down last night...
I should have thought of it earlier. Who else could I give this seized sniper rifle to if I didn't give it to Liang Lianbing, a good marksman?
"How is it?" Liang Lianbing turned around and smiled at me: "Do we want to compete again?"
"It's a competition, who is afraid of whom?" These words were not said by me, but by Wang Kechang on my behalf.
I glared at Wang Kechang fiercely and said angrily: "You can do it... Then why don't you come on?"
"I..." Only then did Wang Kechang realize that he was ahead of me, and he quickly apologized with a smile: "How could I? Of course it was a platoon leader comparison!"
I sighed, closed my eyes for the fellow whose brains were split on the ground, took out the cigarette from his mouth, took a breath, put it in the loose soil in front of him, and said: "Brother, you take the first step.
, watch me avenge you!"
After saying that, he nodded to Liang Lianbing, and the two of them ran in the opposite direction.
Why run in the opposite direction?
We have no idea where the Vietnamese snipers are. Running in the opposite direction means that we can form cross fire with each other...
What is Crossfire?
This problem is actually not as mysterious as it seems on paper. For example, if the Vietnamese army is hiding behind a rock and cannot be seen from this angle, then it can basically be seen from another angle, right?
This is crossfire, which ensures that there are no blind spots for shooting. This is especially suitable for the position of the machine gun. Some people always think that machine guns are suitable for shooting at enemies rushing up from the front as seen in movies and TV. In fact, this is not a big deal.
Yes, the ideal thing would be to arrange crossfire to shoot at the charging Vietnamese troops from both sides...
The same applies to sniping. Of course, this only works when you have two guns.
I took Wang Kechang and ran dozens of steps to Hengli. Along the way, the soldiers all knew what we were going for, so they all consciously made way for us.
I saw that it was almost done, so I slowly pointed the sniper rifle up the trench...I stretched it very slowly, as if I was setting up the gun several times slower than usual.
The purpose was obvious. The sniper rifle in my hand was already the same color as the soil because it was wrapped in rags and I had fought several battles. So even though it was already dark, I stuck my head out to snipe at the Japanese.
It's still hard to feel it with my hands.
I think Liang Lianbing did the same thing, because if he hadn't done this... when he took that step to poke his head out, there would have been a bullet waiting for him.
I carefully poked my head out... Of course, the red five stars on my military cap had already been taken off, and the military cap was specially stained with mud.
This seemingly simple action of setting up a gun took me a full ten minutes, so much so that Wang Kechang beside me became a little impatient. But how could he know that a duel between snipers?
The competition is often not about marksmanship, but about patience, observation, reaction ability, etc.