Strongly recommended! First of all, thank you all book friends for your support, this book is finally going to be on the shelves.
Secondly, some book friends mentioned the chapter name again. Let’s add the chapter name from this chapter. The previous chapter names will be added slowly when you have free time! I would like to apologize for the inconvenience caused to all book friends!
※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※
Chapter 98 Mustache
The regrets and apologies in my heart surged up like a tide...but my head was clear, because I knew that my choice was right. Even if it happened again, I would still choose not to shoot.
The regrets and apologies are only for the personal relationship between me and Old Yutou. And I am not a person now, I am a soldier. What a soldier has to consider is the collective, and what he has to consider is how to do what is beneficial to the collective...
At this time, the mustache appeared. Although I couldn't see the mustache on his face, I could still clearly recognize his height and body shape, especially the radio soldier who was carrying a walkie-talkie next to him.
The mustachioed man was holding a pistol in his hand and walked up to ask questions with a fierce look. Then I knew that he was threatening the wounded with death: anyone who did not give a satisfactory answer would only die.
But I am not worried about this. First of all, no one among the wounded knows, and no one would think that Zhang Fan is hiding under the bed in my room, only a few steps away from them. Secondly, and more importantly... my gun
Having already aimed at the mustache, I think he has no chance to fire another evil bullet...
However, at this moment, a familiar cry suddenly came: "Stop! I am the Zhang Fan you are looking for, let them go!"
Oops!
I cursed in my heart, Cheng Yaojin actually shot out at this moment of Qian Jun's attack. I never expected that she would come out at this time, nor did I expect that her head could be so simple... This little
What is Nizi doing?
Can we safely start the massacre?
The mustache couldn't help but be stunned. After looking Zhang Fan up and down, he walked towards Zhang Fan with satisfaction... Moving with him was the sniper rifle in my hand, but this time I didn't dare to act rashly because I noticed that there were already
Several guns were pointed at Zhang Fan.
"Don't come here!" Zhang Fan raised her hand as she backed away. What she held in her hand was the grenade I gave her.
The mustache paused for a moment, but then quickly continued walking towards Zhang Fan, with a mocking smile on his face... In his eyes, he probably didn't believe that this girl dared to set off a grenade, or even how to use a grenade.
Maybe La Ran didn't even know that. So he still approached Zhang Fan step by step...
But it's obvious that he was wrong. In fact, I was wrong too. I don't believe that Zhang Fan really dared to pull off the grenade... Wasn't she a little girl who was so frightened by the enemy just now that she was shaking all over? Just now she was a girl who was so frightened by the dead that she was about to cry.
?Who would have thought that she would have the courage to set off a grenade!
But this is the fact. Seeing the aggressive look of the mustache, Zhang Fan exerted force with his right hand without hesitation...the grenade burst into smoke. Zhang Fan was ready to sacrifice the moment he walked out of the room.
"Bang!" After a gunshot, I finally fired the first bullet.
After all, the first bullet failed to hit the mustache, but it hit the grenade in Zhang Fan's hand.
I don’t know whether Zhang Fan was too nervous or for some other reason, but she kept holding the smoking grenade high, so this gave me the opportunity to blow it away... Of course, I can’t guarantee this shot.
I won't hit her fingers or forearms. After all, it's dark, and all I can rely on is the flickering light reflected from the movie.
However, I knew that this shot had to be fired.
There is still hope if we fight, but not fighting means Zhang Fan's sacrifice.
Fortunately, nothing I worried about happened... In my sniper scope, I could clearly see the grenade slipping out of Zhang Fan's hand, then drawing an arc in the air and falling to two Vietnamese soldiers more than ten meters away.
With a "boom", only the two Vietnamese soldiers were blown up, which was an unexpected gain.
I didn't stop for a moment, and immediately turned my perspective to the position of the mustache... But just as I imagined, the mustache was really not a kind person. Just in that thought, he immediately realized that there was a sniper... So
He immediately grabbed a wounded member of the People's Liberation Army and stood in front of him.
"Bang!" I fired the second bullet without any hesitation, but this bullet hit not the mustache, but the People's Liberation Army soldier, the soldier blocking the mustache.
I have to admit that Mustache Hu is very experienced. He immediately judged the direction in which I was hiding, so he captured the People's Liberation Army soldier and pointed him directly at me, so that my bullets had no chance of bypassing my own people and hitting the hiding place.
The mustache behind.
but……
Mustache still underestimated his opponent and me.
As soon as I gritted my teeth, I fired a bullet and hit the calf of the People's Liberation Army soldier. Under the inertia of the bullet, the soldier screamed and fell to his knees, so the mustache hiding behind him was completely exposed in front of me.
…
"Bang!" At this time, my third bullet was smoothly fired from the barrel of the gun.
The mustache was exposed to a large area in front of me, so I easily sent the bullet into his head. I could clearly see his head exploded with blood and then he leaned back, and then his whole body
He fell to the ground on all fours.
He lost because... he didn't expect that I would shoot one of my own!
Maybe the People's Liberation Army soldier who was shot in the calf by me would hate me for this, but I have a clear conscience because I know very well that if I hadn't done this, he would probably have lost his life in the next moment.
After getting rid of the mustache, I couldn't help but feel relieved. Although the remaining Vietnamese army is still a tiger, it is already a tiger that cannot think for the time being. The next step is to pull out its teeth and cut off its claws...
"Bang!" This bullet knocked out the Vietnamese soldier who was holding Zhang Fan.
Although the platoon leader of the Vietnamese army was killed by me on the spot, there were also smart people in the Vietnamese army. He knew that the strategic target of this operation was Zhang Fan, so he immediately rushed towards the target in an attempt to take Zhang Fan away... However, from our
A bullet fired from the barrel of the gun prevented him from ever taking the next step.
Of course, it was inevitable that the blood spurted out and splashed all over Zhang Fan. She was so frightened that she squatted on the ground, held her head and screamed...
Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel bitter: Damn it! Didn't you dare to set off a grenade in front of the Japanese Japs just now? Why are you so scared now?! I don't need you to kill the enemy or help.
If you are busy, you should run back to the house and hide...
But Zhang Fan just held his head and stayed still like an ostrich burying his head in the sand. He only closed his eyes and cried loudly, so that I had to concentrate all my energy around her and shoot bullets with bullets.
Destroy the enemies that threaten her.
One bullet knocked out the Vietnamese army who was charging towards her, and another bullet knocked out the Vietnamese army who pointed the gun at her... It was obvious that the Vietnamese army at this time was already considering whether to kill Zhang Fan altogether.
Already.
After a while, a pile of corpses of dead Vietnamese soldiers lay down around Zhang Fan... However, it was precisely because I concentrated all my time and energy around Zhang Fan that several Vietnamese soldiers moved closer and closer to me.
The enemy was getting closer and closer, but I had no time to pay attention to him. It wasn't until a Vietnamese soldier triggered the booby trap I laid that I realized that the enemy was approaching me...
"Da da da..." A row of bullets came over, and I had to shrink my head to avoid it.
The battle between sniper rifles and AK47 is that when the distance is far, the sniper rifle has the advantage, and when the distance is close, the AK has the upper hand without a doubt, especially now... there are at least five or six Vietnamese soldiers aiming at the AK
Me, I can no longer stand up from the eaves.
"Leader!" I yelled hiding inside, and at the same time I cursed in my mind: What the hell is this kid doing?! Now that I'm mingling with the Yue Japanese at this end, it's a great opportunity for him to throw away his pistol! Don't you just call him
Throw away a few guns? You can't even do this? This kid really got killed.
What should I do now? Run away?
I have just noticed that the five or six Vietnamese soldiers are approaching me in an outflanking formation. This is how experienced veterans fight... The new recruits may gather five or six people together to approach the target. If the Vietnamese army is like this.
If I do, I will have more choices now. First of all, I only need to pay attention to the enemies in one direction. In fact, I can be sure that there are no enemies on the two wings or in the rear, and I can safely choose a route to escape.
However, the Vietnamese army was not so stupid. They spread out and approached me, two from the front, two from the left, and one from the right... Maybe there were two on the right, but there was one I didn't see.
That's all.
What are the consequences of this? I have to keep an eye on all directions and listen to all directions, because I don’t know when a Vietnamese army will suddenly appear next to or even behind me, which means that I can no longer escape at this time... Escape
The opportunity, or the opportunity to defeat the Vietnamese army approaching me, was lost bit by bit with the bullets fired while covering Zhang Fan.
Not running away?
It seems that staying here is a dead end!
"Da da da..." Another bullet came over, and only tiles, sawdust and tile fragments were flying in front of me... Then I realized another danger: the wooden boards on the roof were not strong at all.
Blocking AK47 bullets, that is to say, as long as the Vietnamese army concentrates its firepower and shoots in my direction... it is very likely that some bullets will penetrate the wood, penetrate the tiles, and then hit me... At other times, I
This condescension may be an advantage, but at this time it became a factor that killed me.
Now I am like a piece of fat on the chopping board, waiting for them to slaughter me.