Just to put it bluntly, it was really difficult to deal with the sniper who was hiding from the enemy. Not to mention that there was no light at all in the dark night, and the swarms of mosquitoes above the head made it impossible to hide for a long time.
Isn't that right? Before I lay down in the camp for a while, I was bitten by several large mosquito bites on my face. This forced me to ask the scholar for mosquito repellent oil and apply it several times.
But what makes me feel lucky is that after lurking for more than an hour, not only did I gain nothing, but the sharpshooter known as the rifle also gained nothing.
I still remember one time when I happened to pass by the lurking point of the rifle... It should be said that I didn't find where the rifle was lurking at all. From this point of view, I have to admit that his lurking methods and endurance are better than
I'm much better, but I can't remain motionless under mosquito bites like him.
"Shh, kid..." he greeted me in a low voice as I stepped over the rifle.
I leaned closer to him with some reluctance, and at the same time secretly marveled at the difference between it and a rifle.
"I'm talking about you little comrade!" Rifle said to me with a serious face and a lesson tone: "Didn't you hear the order from the platoon leader? There is still a battle to be fought tomorrow, so go find a place to rest!"
This is a very good suggestion. In fact, I was a little angry after lurking for more than an hour just now, because I myself didn’t believe that I could shoot down a Yue Japanese sniper who had experienced many battles. I remember the old man once said that the Yue Japanese snipers never stopped.
There have been wars since World War II. After the French were driven away, the Japanese came. The Japanese drove the French away and came again. After the French left, the Americans came to fight again... So the Japanese fought harder and harder.
He is a veteran.
Because of this, I don't have much confidence that I can shoot down Vietnamese snipers. I'm just a rookie who just learned how to shoot, right?
It's just that this rifle didn't say so. His advice aroused the arrogance in my heart that refused to admit defeat, so I raised my head and replied: "The platoon leader ordered us not to smoke or to shoot indiscriminately."
No? I didn’t say you weren’t allowed to run around..."
"You..." Rifle was so angry at my words that he glared at me fiercely and stopped talking.
I was secretly proud of myself, and then I moved a little away from the rifle and found a place to lie down. At this time, I felt something was wrong. It seemed like we were missing something while hiding like this.
Isn't it? It's pitch black in front of us, and the visibility is only a dozen meters. What's the use of lying down like this? Even if the Japanese Japs are peeing on the other side, we can't see them!
In addition, I also have a feeling, is it too unprofessional for us to aim our guns like this? I always feel that something is missing. After thinking about it... I suddenly remembered that the US snipers I saw in the movie were all two-person.
In the team, one is the shooter and the other is the observer or assistant. But whether it is me or the rifle, we seem to be working alone!
It should be said that it makes sense for snipers to work in pairs. As someone who likes military affairs, I know very well that because the shooter has to aim with the rifle, the scope of his observation is relatively small. He focuses more on a certain target and then targets it.
It knocks down. As for the observer? He can use a telescope to observe the entire battlefield from a global perspective and formulate reasonable shooting targets and shooting sequences for the shooter. Moreover, the weapons of the two people can also complement each other. The shooter's sniper rifle has a long range but a slow firing rate.
, the observer can be equipped with a submachine gun with a short range but a fast rate of fire... This can avoid the sniper's weakness of being unable to kill them one by one due to too many enemies.
But why didn't our army do this? It's normal for me to have no observers, but even Rifle, the sharpshooter assigned the task by Scar, has no observers... This seems a bit unreasonable.
After thinking about it, I understood the reason. Our army has never paid much attention to the development of snipers, especially after ten years of turmoil. Our army of millions of people does not have the sniper establishment, and of course there is no such thing.
A sniper rifle specially designed for snipers. The old man also said before: Our sharpshooters use 56 and a half, which is good if it can shoot 400 meters. The enemy's gun...the effective range is 800 meters.
Damn it! 800 meters versus 400 meters, is there any comparison? And they still have scopes!
Thinking of this, my ambition immediately diminished, and I began to retreat: I'm kidding, this is no joke, maybe I will let the Japanese soldiers shoot me in the head! When I think of that soldier just now
The sight of him being beaten until his brains burst out in front of me made my scalp numb. I might not know that this scene will happen to me soon.
However, I gritted my teeth and persisted. If I go down like this, why don’t I make the guy with the rifle laugh to death! Even if I lie down, I will stay here all night. I can’t shoot, and neither can the rifle. What’s the point?
So scary!
Then I thought about it and felt something was wrong. It’s true that the Japanese sniper rifle can shoot 800 meters, and it’s true that it has a scope... But this is at night! Is the scope useful at night? We can only see a dozen meters away
In this place, isn't it true for Japanese soldiers? Is it useful to have a range of 800 meters? Can you hit a spark as big as a cigarette butt from 800 meters away?
So I quickly came to another conclusion: the Vietnamese snipers must be hiding not far from our army's position. In other words, at this night, the sniper rifle used by the Vietnamese army will not be much different from the 56 and a half in my hand.
Despite the difference, I still have a chance to kill my opponent.
Thinking of this, I immediately put away my rifle, crouched down and ran back in three or two steps. Before I reached the camp, I saw a small stone squatting behind a tree and waved to him without saying a word.
"Wait... wait a moment!" Xiao Shitou seemed a little embarrassed.
I quickly understood the reason for this. This guy squatting there was showing off...
"What's the matter?" Xiao Shitou's tone was a little annoyed. I can understand this, but I don't like to be called over at this time.
"Well..." I said a little embarrassedly, "Can you help me?"
"Say it!" Xiao Shitou agreed without saying a word.
"You go to the back..." I looked at the terrain behind me, then pointed to a large protruding rock and said, "Just hide there, light a cigarette, and then stick it out..."
"What?" Xiao Shitou looked at me with wide eyes and said, "You are crazy, the platoon leader has an order..."
"I know the platoon leader has an order! But don't you want to lure out the sharpshooters who have escaped from the Japanese?"
"I think so! But..." Xiao Shitou was still hesitating.
"Don't be a fool!" I said: "The platoon leader didn't let us light a fire and smoke because he was afraid that we would be in danger. Now, didn't he ask you to hide behind the rocks and poke out the smoke? Could it be that... are you afraid of death?
"
"Who...who is afraid of death? Just do it, what's the big deal?"
I smiled softly, people these days really can't stand being provoked, especially when others say that he is afraid of death and that he is a coward.
Xiao Shitou secretly borrowed a box of matches and two cigarettes, and hid behind the stone. I found a place to set up the rifle again.
To be honest, I wasn't that scared this time. There is a saying that "out of sight, out of mind". Although the dark night is full of mystery and weirdness, it is better than the corpses and blood that can be seen everywhere during the day.
Much more.
Rather than face the enemy's eyes and cruelty, I would rather face the dark night.
Only then did I realize that I had never faced such a dark night. For me, the usual dark nights were all brightly lit, full of entertainment, or people seeking pleasure... But now I faced
It was pitch black, like the distant void, like the deep seabed, like facing my own heart... I seemed to see my own home in this void, and my mother who was looking forward to my return home.
When it comes to the old man lying on the hospital bed...
"Cuckoo..." A few pigeons' cries woke me up from my imagination. This was the secret signal for the appointment between Xiao Shitou and I, which meant that everything was ready.
I shook my head to wake myself up, responded to the small stone with a dove sound, and then focused on the sight of the rifle.
Thinking about it, I feel wrong: even if the enemy fires, it will only be a gunshot and a flash of light from the muzzle... If I just stare at the small space of the crosshair, I may not be able to see a point in the darkness at all.
bright.
So I lowered the rifle slightly and stared at the darkness ahead.
A minute passed.
There was no sound of gunfire or light of fire. The only answer in the void was the chirping of insects and the coughing sound of the breeze blowing the weeds. I admit that I have never thought that there is such a scenery in the dark night. If I could
, I even hope I can calm down and appreciate it.
However, I knew I couldn't, because this seemingly peaceful night was full of murderous intent.
Two minutes passed.
There was still no movement, but I knew there was a person, an enemy, in the darkness. He was staring in my direction with a pair of vigilant eyes, pointing at me with a cold muzzle...
It's a feeling, a dangerous feeling. I can't see him, but I know he's there!
Three minutes passed.
I felt nervous. It only took a few minutes to finish a cigarette. One cigarette was followed by another, which made my opponent suspicious.
Why didn't he shoot? Was it because he was too far away to hit? Or was it because he sensed it was a trap?
Later, I also felt that this method was not very good. You know, one of our soldiers had just died under the gun of this Vietnamese sniper. Even the most stupid person would think of banning fire and smoking. How could it happen so quickly?
What time does someone make a mistake openly?
Thinking of this, I felt depressed. I thought I was very smart. I thought I would have at least a few decades more knowledge than people today. Who knew...
Just when I was about to give up, a sudden gunshot startled me.
Later I thought about it, this is probably because the Vietnamese snipers underestimated the enemy. You know, the Vietnamese army is very familiar with the weapons of our army. They know that our army does not have sniper rifles, and they also know that there are no snipers in our army, so he is
Even though he knew the trap, he jumped in as if it was a challenge...
I didn't think so much at that time. I only noticed a little spark appeared in front of me... So without thinking about raising the gun, I followed the first impression in my mind and pulled the trigger towards the spark.
"Bang bang bang..." I shot out all the bullets in the rifle in one breath.
I admit that I am not a qualified sniper, not even a sharpshooter, because no sniper would shoot bullets at a completely uncertain target like this.
Yes, I'm trying my luck. No sniper relies on luck to win, but I do.
Because I know that the Vietnamese army is hiding in the darkness, and the only thing that can point me to the target is the spark that is like a glimpse, so I can only try my luck...
"Who? Who shot me?" I heard Scar roar.
"Oops!" Only then did I realize that shooting indiscriminately was also disobeying military orders...