The picture above shows a Chinese scout who was captured by the Vietnamese army but refused to kneel to death.
Chapter 97
Some people may say... I don't even carry an AK47, why do I carry a bunch of pistols?
Pistols, it should be said, are no longer of much use in the era when automatic rifles are rampant, because they have short range and low power... It can be said that they can almost only play a role in self-defense on the battlefield. Of course, in close combat or street fighting,
It can still play a certain role. For example, the first Yue Jap I killed...if he was holding a pistol instead of an AK, he could easily hold up a flashlight in one hand to observe others.
I have the gun in one hand and am ready to shoot, without letting me take advantage of the heavy weight of the AK.
Another advantage of the pistol is that it can quickly arm a force with the ability to resist. For example, right now... when the Vietnamese army has a lot of hostages, I want to quickly kill 20 Vietnamese soldiers by myself.
Several agents are obviously unrealistic, although I have a sniper rifle in my hand.
However, the weakness of the Vietnamese army is that they are too small in number. There are at least three to four hundred of our sick and wounded, military doctors, and security companies. The Vietnamese army has more than twenty people, even if they have AKs in their hands, they want to control it.
They are all reluctant. If they had a few more guns in their hands...
I didn't think much about it, and ran for a while in the direction of Shaiguchang with a sack full of pistols... Although it was dark night, I could still easily distinguish the direction and location. The reason was not only that I was already quite familiar with this village, but also that I was very familiar with the village.
What's more, the huge movie screen was still showing "Heroes and Sons", and from time to time there would be bursts of gunfire.
Looking at the location and direction, it was pretty much what I imagined, so I leaned against the corner of a hut and stuffed the sack of pistols into the haystack...
This is what I think. If you just throw a pistol to the wounded or guards under guard in our army so recklessly now, I'm afraid you will have to pay a lot of casualties, and maybe even the whole army will be killed.
annihilated.
So, before that, I have to make a move... First fire a few shots in the other direction to lure the enemy there, then turn around and throw the pistol to the People's Liberation Army.
However, as I stuffed it, I felt something was wrong. It seemed like there was something inside. The sack couldn’t be stuffed in, and it seemed to be moving?!
Could it be a snake?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder. I said I'm not afraid of killing people, but when I think about snakes, my scalp goes numb... Plus, this damn place in Vietnam is full of snakes... Thinking about it, I feel wrong. I'm afraid if it's a snake.
I had already been bitten by it.
That was a human being. Thinking about it, I immediately threw the sack away, raised my gun, pointed it inside, and shouted in a low voice: "Who is it? Come out!"
I don’t think it’s the Yue Japs who are hiding here. The reason is very simple. The Yue Japs have already taken control of the situation at this time, and they don’t need to hide at all. So most of them are our own people...
"Don't, don't shoot...I, I surrender..." The voice from inside confirmed my thoughts, and then a man came out with his hands raised.
"Ah?" I couldn't help but be startled when I saw the person who came out clearly: "Leader? Why are you... hiding here?"
"Ah? It's... it's Xiao Feng?" The leader also recognized me at this time. He sat down with a sigh of relief and said, "Oh my god, I was scared to death. I thought I was a Japanese Jie!"
The next second the leader jumped up again and said: "Xiao Feng, the field hospital has been occupied by the Japanese. Let's... run away!"
"Why are you here?" I continued to ask. Although now is not the time to ask this, I feel that I must ask clearly. What if this leader is a spy for the Japanese?
"I..." the leader replied sheepishly: "I didn't go to the movies when I fell asleep. I didn't expect that when I got up to relieve myself... I suddenly discovered this..."
"Oh!" I believed what he said. This was exactly the leader's style, wasn't it? On the other hand, if the leader was a spy of the Vietnamese army, then he really didn't need to hide.
After thinking about it, I picked up the bag of pistols on the ground and said to the leader: "Take it, continue to hide here, don't worry about anything when the gunshots are fired, just throw the pistol to the grain drying field! Do you understand?"
"What? Throw the pistol in..." The leader's face was full of embarrassment and confusion.
The embarrassment is because this may bring disaster to him, and the doubt is that he doesn't know what the use of doing so is.
But I didn't have time to explain anything to him, so I pointed my gun and said, "Don't worry so much, just do as I say! Remember, if you desert... I will come back to settle the account with you, and I guarantee that there will be no good consequences for you."
Eat, do you understand?"
When the leader saw that I was covered in blood and my face was full of murderous intent, he didn't dare to object, so he immediately nodded and agreed.
It would be much better to have someone to help me, so I don’t have to run around so much...
After telling the leader again, I ran along the village path. When I came to the outermost part of the village, I planted two booby traps on the road, and then I found a slightly higher wooden house and climbed up.
After setting up the sniper rifle, I took a look at the grain drying field... The sight was good. Although it was dark, the reflection of the movie screen made it easy for me to see the enemy and distinguish ourselves from the enemy at a distance of more than 300 meters.
However, although I can see the enemy clearly, it is difficult to distinguish their faces. The reason is that the reflection of the film into my eyes is just a series of black shadows. I can only distinguish their movements but cannot see them.
Clear their faces.
This makes it difficult for me to find the target I want - a mustache.
Why are we looking for a mustache? The mustache is their platoon leader and the commander of this operation. As a sniper, of course he knows the principle of catching the thief first.
Of course, after fighting with the Vietnamese for so long, I also know that just killing their commander is not enough to make them lose command. The Vietnamese army has been tested in actual combat, and they have their own set of very practical methods. For example,
, after the commander is killed, the one at the lower level immediately takes the commander's position and becomes the new command. Just like our army on the battlefield to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea, the company commander sacrificed his deputy company commander, and the deputy company commander sacrificed his platoon.
Grow up.
But... this does not mean that the trick of capturing the thief first is useless. Just like now, what will happen if the platoon leader with the mustache dies under my hand? The Vietnamese army may have another person right away.
Even after taking over as the commander, the Vietnamese army will still not disperse or be in chaos. This has been verified in usual battles.
but……
Can this new commander enter command quickly? Does this new commander have enough ability to control the situation? Will these Vietnamese troops agree with or accept the new commander's orders in such a short period of time?
Woolen cloth?
In fact, what I am really worried about is that after knowing that the mission cannot be completed, the mustache will order a massacre before retreating. It can be imagined that hundreds of people gathered on the grain drying field, and after the burst of machine guns and submachine guns...
How many people are left?
Therefore, whether we can snipe the Vietnamese platoon leader named Mustache and whether we can temporarily put the Vietnamese army in a state of commandlessness is crucial to my life or to the life of the People's Liberation Army in Shaiguchang.
It's just... the difficulty now is that I can't tell which one is the mustache among these black shadows, so I dare not take the first shot...
At this time, the Vietnamese army seemed to have lost their patience. Under my sniper scope, a row of wounded people were being forcibly taken to the center of the field and held down on their knees. One of the wounded soldiers was really stubborn. No matter how hard the Vietnamese army kicked or beat them, they were forced to kneel down.
...He just won't kneel down.
I curiously looked through the sniper scope...it turned out to be Old Fish Head?
It's hard for me to believe my eyes. Who would have thought that a man who just now said to me meaningfully: "Xiao Feng, you have to heal this injury slowly!", and in a blink of an eye... he turned into a tough guy.
A tough guy?
However, even if I don't believe it at all, the facts are right in front of me... that is indeed Lao Yutou.
The Yue Japanese scolded and threw a gun butt at him. He just staggered, and then stood in front of the Yue Japanese with his head held high. The Yue Japanese kicked him in the knee, and he just knelt down on one knee.
Then he staggered and struggled to stand up; Yue Jiazi showed his military thorn and stabbed his thigh hard, and he just screamed... Then he shifted his weight to the other leg, still standing...
And he spat in disdain.
But I think that the saliva is probably more blood!
At this time, I was struggling inside, because my finger was on the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the vicious Jie. To me... it seemed that I could kill the Jie by just moving my index finger.
and rescued the old fish head, but I didn't take action.
The first shot is obviously the most important, because it represents the beginning of the battle, and it also means telling the enemy that a sniper is watching them, and it also tells them to hide themselves.
Therefore, if the mustache cannot be eliminated with the first shot, I believe it will be difficult to find opportunities in the future, which means that we have to sacrifice more people.
So I could only endure it, gritted my teeth and watched helplessly as the old fish head was finally knocked to the ground by two Vietnamese soldiers with their rifle butts, followed by the sound of a gunshot...
He didn't kneel down in the end!
At this time, I only thought of a poem in the old man's diary:
Mom, I miss you very much, but I don’t regret my choice,
Mom, the wound hurts, but I don't bend my legs!
Mom, I'm scared, but I know what a man is!
Mom, please don't be sad. My son is gone, but you are still in my heart!
…
Who among the soldiers is not afraid? Who doesn’t know the pain? But even though we are afraid, even though we are in pain, we still know what we should do!
My hands were trembling, my heart was trembling, and there were tears in my eyes unconsciously... All along, I thought that after the battle at Dainoyama, I would become hard-hearted, but
Only now have I discovered that this is not the case.