When I turned my gaze to the enemy, I frowned in surprise.
This attack by the Vietnamese army seems to be moving too slowly. It has been so long and it is still around 700 to 800 meters away. I was just worried that I would miss the best sniping time because I was too slow. I didn’t expect that the Vietnamese soldiers were still far away from us.
A large part of the distance...
This seems to be completely different from the resolute charge Yue Jizi had made before!
The Vietnamese army should know that the range of most of our army's weapons is only three to four hundred meters, and around four hundred meters there are half-high grass, craters that can be used for hiding, and corpses that can be used as bunkers... so on the four sides
The Vietnamese army a hundred meters away could boldly let go and charge.
However, all the Yue Japanese in front of me now look like they are dawdling...
This was a trap. I made a quick judgment. But as to what kind of trap it was, I couldn't figure it out... I could only frown and carefully observe the Vietnamese troops slowly moving forward through the sniper scope.
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What would be the trap?
Surround? Ambush? None of these seem reliable. If the Japanese want to get around to our rear, they must pass through the road at the foot of the mountain, but that road has been blocked by our firepower.
Then an even more incredible scene appeared... In my sniper scope, some Vietnamese soldiers had already begun to pull out their engineering shovels and started digging foxholes.
What's the use of digging foxholes at such a long distance? Our weapons can't even reach them, right?
Unless...unless their foxholes are not for guns, but for cannons!
Dodge the cannon...!!!!
What the old man said quickly flashed into my mind, and I still clearly remember the way he gritted his teeth: "The Japanese are so cunning! After a burst of artillery fire, they pretended to charge, and when we all set up our guns in the trenches, we fought again.
The artillery... caught us off guard, and their troops took advantage of this moment to launch a charge..."
"It's going to be bad!" Thinking of this, I hurriedly shouted to the front: "Get down! Everyone get down...the Japanese are going to have sex!"
But it was already too late. Before I finished speaking, I heard a roar in the air, followed by "boom..." a burst of fire rose near our army's position, and our army's position was instantly shrouded in thick black.
In the smoke.
This artillery attack lasted only a minute, maybe only one minute, but the damage to our army was expected to be considerable. The reason was that our soldiers were completely unprepared, and most of the soldiers had their upper bodies hanging out of the trenches in preparation for combat. In addition,
All kinds of weapons were placed on the trenches... So an explosion like this would be tragic. All kinds of shrapnel and gravel flew everywhere with sharp whistling sounds, hitting the soldiers and knocking over countless weapons. That's all.
In one fell swoop, the defense line built by our army was thrown into a chaotic mess.
What's even more terrible is... before the smoke from the artillery fire has dissipated, the Vietnamese troops who were ready in front of our army's position shouted and rushed towards our army's position with bayonets drawn...
"Fight!" The company commander finally gave the order to start fighting.
But what is conceivable is that the firepower of our defense line was undoubtedly much smaller at this time.
Isn't this? I glanced at our army's defense line. I don't know whether the two squad machine guns were damaged by shrapnel or stuck in the mud. No matter how the machine gunners fiddled with them, it was of no avail;
He stood tall and was knocked down by shrapnel in the trench; although other soldiers were okay, their sight was blocked by the smoke and they were unable to shoot accurately at the Vietnamese army.
Therefore, at this time, our army seemed to have no choice but to wait for the Vietnamese army to rush in and kill us one by one...
However, I am not willing to wait for death like this, because I still have this sniper rifle in my hand!
"Bang!" A bullet was fired from my rifle.
Wang Kechang next to me looked at me blankly. I thought he was strange. Even with a telescope, he couldn't see the enemy behind him through the smoke. Of course, he couldn't give me the direction, so he couldn't figure it out.
How did I find the enemy.
"Bang!" Another bullet was fired.
Of course I was not aimless, because every bullet fired would bring a scream in the smoke.
What Wang Kechang didn't know was that the reason why I could accurately find the enemy was because the sun had risen at this time... The sunlight reflected by the Japanese's bayonet would shine through the gunpowder smoke like fish scales. Of course,
This bright light is fleeting, and it is difficult to detect its existence without careful observation, but it is enough for me.
"Bang!" This shot did not hit the enemy, but a grenade thrown in the air.
Although the visibility was very poor due to the smoke, the smoke in the air became much thinner after a gust of mountain wind blew by. This allowed me to just see a smoky grenade rolling towards our trench... I headed towards it without thinking.
It fired a bullet.
Sometimes, hitting such a grenade is much easier than hitting a Vietnamese soldier, because it makes a regular parabolic motion, while the Vietnamese soldiers are veterans who know how to move faster and slower and change the direction of movement from time to time.
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But the result of hitting a grenade is much greater than hitting a Vietnamese soldier. Isn't this? If this grenade falls into the trenches of our army, it may kill and injure several people, but now it
But it changed the direction of movement and exploded among the Japanese devils...
The soldiers soon fired various weapons, and the gunpowder smoke gradually dispersed, but it seemed to be too late... The Vietnamese Japanese only took advantage of the moment when our army's position was bombed, or it can be said that they took advantage of the gunpowder smoke.
He quickly rushed to the front line of our army's position.
So the brutal hand-to-hand combat began. First, the two sides threw a grenade at each other... I can't tell what it felt like. The enemy and I threw rows of grenades at each other like throwing stones. After a burst of roar,
Blood and flesh were flying everywhere, and screams were everywhere. However, before the screams stopped, there was another cry of killing... Groups of Vietnamese troops, under the cover of grenade smoke, came towards our trenches with bayonets drawn.
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This move should be our army's tactic. I heard an old man say that when our People's Liberation Army fought against the Yankees, they relied on the smoke screen caused by the grenade to quickly rush up and fight with the Yankees. But this move is now
Let the Vietnamese Japanese learn from it.
"Comrades! Charge!" Our soldiers followed the company commander's order and rushed towards the enemy...
Some people may say, shouldn't we just hide in the trenches? Why should we charge towards the enemy?
The trench can only provide cover when the enemy is bombarded and the distance is far away. If the enemy is too close... it will become a ready-made grave.
Isn't this? The enemy's grenades and explosive packets can be easily thrown into the trenches, and because the trenches are relatively closed, the power of the grenades and the shock wave after the explosive packets explode can cause a large number of casualties to the soldiers in the trenches. In addition,
On the one hand, if the Vietnamese army stands in front of the trench, while our soldiers are in the trench... that is undoubtedly a form of condescension, and the enemy will take advantage whether they are stabbing or shooting at close range.
But it will be different if we launch a charge. At least we can deal with the Vietnamese army condescendingly due to terrain factors.
Therefore, there is no doubt that the company commander’s command is correct. But this stumps me... The colors of the military uniforms of both the enemy and ours are very similar, and coupled with the smoke of gunpowder, so in front of my eyes, there are flowers everywhere.
The soldiers fighting each other can't tell the difference between ourselves and the enemy at all! Even if some soldiers can distinguish them, they are stuck together and cannot fight.
I couldn't help but frown, and rushed forward like the soldiers?
This is obviously not a good idea. Holding a sniper rifle, I should play the role of a sniper rather than a soldier with a bayonet, although the sniper rifle in my hand does have a bayonet.
But if I don't rush forward...if I just shoot like that, I'm worried that I might accidentally injure one of my own people.
calm down……
I remind myself over and over again.
I have to admit, I panicked when I saw the Vietnamese army rushing up and the enemy and we were entangled, because I knew very well that the quality of the Vietnamese army was not one or two points higher than that of our army. If the Vietnamese army was charging and was defeated by our army,
Fighting with heavy firepower... the level of quality is not very obvious, but hand-to-hand combat... what is compared is quality and combat experience! We recruits who have only fought a few battles and even some children who have just turned eighteen years old
Fighting hand-to-hand with the Vietnamese army who have experienced hundreds of battles? I can't even think about it.
So now is almost a life-and-death moment, and the Vietnamese army may fully occupy our positions in the next second.
At this time, I couldn't help but think of what the old man said: "As an excellent soldier, you must not only be able to fight, but also be able to be beaten... Only when you are beaten can you not panic or be afraid, then you can be called a truly good soldier."
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In the past, I always thought this was nonsense, right? Everyone uses a gun, and if you are beaten, you will be hit by a gun. How can you not panic or be afraid? Even if you are not panicful or afraid, then it is glorious and you will become a corpse, right?
A good soldier?
Only now do I know...the one being beaten here refers not to oneself, not to an individual, but to the entire army.
The old man's words are crude but not crude.
I took a deep breath to calm down, and even closed my eyes for a few seconds to calm down at this critical moment...
It's really amazing to say that when I opened my eyes again, I found that I had found a way to distinguish between enemies and friends: most of the enemies were facing me from the front, while the friendly forces were facing me from the back.
Although this principle sounds simple, in tense moments such as the battlefield, it is often ignored or not thought of by people, such as me.
Now that I can distinguish ourselves from the enemy, it is natural that the rifle in my hand comes into play.
Especially now, the wolf-like Vietnamese troops have rushed forward one after another. Our soldiers have fallen one after another, and the defense line has begun to shake...