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chapter Ten

Chapter 10

When I got the sniper rifle, I felt an excitement in my heart for no reason, just like a friend who has been away for a long time reunited; there is also a kind of stability, just like having it, there is security; there is also a kind of desire, just like having a top-quality killer in the game, and I can't stand it and wanting to go to the battlefield to kill a few people...

So I naturally aimed the shoulder blades on the butt top toward the house.

"Bang!" I pulled the trigger and fired the first bullet, and a ball of blood burst out from the house and screamed.

This guy is actually very careful and smart, because he is hiding behind the window, which prevents us from detecting the fire and smoke when he shoots. But his little cleverness is still not enough to escape my eyes, because the closed window... only two pieces of glass that are up and down are missing. The glass above is too high and it is impossible to aim at us at that angle. So I guessed the location of the target based on the position of the vacant glass below and the position of the injured soldiers.

"Bang!" I then shot another bullet, and a painful humming sounded in the house. It was obvious that this shot did not kill the opponent, but at least it hit the target.

This is a Vietnamese army hiding behind the door panel. It should be said that if he hid behind the door panel, we would not be able to see us, nor would we see him. However, the middle and lower part of the door panel was cut into a big hole by the shrapnel of the grenade, so this became an excellent shooting hole. If he moved another cabinet or cement board to block it, it would be perfect, and few people would even think that he would hide there.

However, what he didn't expect was: Once the barrel of the AK47 was fired continuously, it would jump violently, and the barrel would fly with bullets, which caused several bullets to jump out of the shooting hole and punching holes in the door panel...

I guessed his position based on the bullet hole and fired a bullet. The unsuccessful death of the enemy was because I was not a god. I could only guess his position and could not get to the point of his attention.

Some people may say that the gun hole on the door panel was not fired by our own soldiers? The enemy's bullets and our bullets both made a hole in the door panel, right?

But there is definitely a difference between them. The difference in direction is that one comes and the other passes. The difference in life is that one dies and the other dies and the other dies. The difference on the door panel... is that the broken wood still stuck to the hole of the gun is pointed at us.

"Bang!" Another bullet was fired from my gun.

This shot was a Vietnamese army trying to move the bodies of their comrades. Just like us, the Japanese will always try their best to move the bodies of their comrades away instead of leaving them to the enemy, even if they have to pay the price of their lives.

Some people may find it strange that using the lives of living people to exchange their comrades' bodies is obviously doing something stupid, right?

If we look at the number of people, this is indeed true, but the combat effectiveness of a unit is sometimes not only reflected in the number of people. What a unit needs more is a spirit, a spirit of ruthlessness towards the enemy and love for its own people. This spirit can tightly gather the individuals of the unit together to form a terrible force.

We know this, and as our disciples, the Vietnamese also know this. So, another undead was added under my gun.

Then there was no movement in the house, and I did not find any new targets, but no one dared to move, and they all held their guns and waited quietly...

"Listen to the people inside!" After a while, the company commander poked out of his hidden body and held a small trumpet and shouted inward: "You are already surrounded. The People's Liberation Army treats prisoners with preferential treatment, come out and surrender!"

Then the translator who followed the company commander took the speaker and shouted in Vietnamese, but still did not respond.

The company commander winked at Scar and waved his hand to let them go up, but was stopped by a clean middle-aged cadre.

"Everyone has it, come back!" The cadre hurried to us and threw himself on the ground and shouted at us: "Everyone is lying down, everyone is lying down... no one is sure..."

There was a loud "Boom!", and before the cadre finished speaking, a huge fire broke out in front of us, and broken bricks and tiles flew over our heads...

"Damn it!" Looking at the pile of garbage in front of me, I couldn't help but curse with lingering fear: "This Japanese devil is really desperate. If we go up now... we are afraid we will die with them!"

"Die together?" The cadres who reminded us shook their heads and stood up, patted the mud on their bodies and said with a smile: "The Japanese devils will not be in such a good mood to die together with us. They have already run away from the tunnel!"

"Um! Authentic?" Hearing this, the soldiers couldn't help looking at each other. We have never heard of Authentic, but in fact, China is still the ancestor of authentic warfare. So there is also a movie called Authentic Warfare, right? But we don't know that the Japanese devils also played this trick.

"Since they all ran away, why did you blow up the house?" Xiao Shitou asked in confusion.

"What are you doing?" the cadre patted Xiao Shitou's shoulder and said, "What else can you do? If you went in just now, then they would have fried them to pieces? Besides, they don't want us to find the hole, just use these bricks and tiles to bury them!"

"Captain, are you okay?" At this time, several guards hurriedly ran to the cadre and shouted: "Why did you run up? How dangerous is this..."

"Captain?" The soldiers and I were stunned when we heard this.

The cadre, known as the regiment commander, waved his hand and interrupted the guard impatiently, saying, "Saving people is like putting out a fire. What else can you say at this time? Is it dangerous or not?"

It turned out that this cadre was still a regiment leader... After knowing his identity, the expression on the soldier's face immediately became weird.

The company commander hurriedly stood up and put on his military uniform and stood up and said, "Report to the regiment commander, if you hadn't reminded me just now, I'm afraid we would have sacrificed several soldiers!"

"Hey! They are all my own comrades, so there is no need to say anything polite!" It was obvious that the leader did not like that, so he turned his gaze to me, who was dirty all over, and nodded after looking at me, "It's not easy! I comrade, in this case, you can also knock out three bullets of three Vietnamese Japanese..."

"Report to the leader!" I replied, "Only two were abolished, and one was injured. It should... it should have run away!"

"Oh!" The commander of the group laughed loudly after hearing this: "It's great! You can be realistic..."

At this time, the commander saw Scar and was stunned. He met and held Scar's hand and said, "Brother, thank you for your hard work!"

"Report to the commander!" Scar said with his chest straightened and said, "No need to work hard!"

"Yes!" The commander nodded: "Take good care of these brothers, let's get together after the war!"

"Yes!" Scar gritted his teeth and responded.

This was the first time I saw Scar, and it was obvious that he gritted his teeth to prevent his tears from falling. At this time, there were more doubts in my heart... Scar actually knew the team leader, and his relationship seemed to be very deep...

"Planer Commander! Do you know the regiment commander?" As soon as the regiment commander left, many soldiers asked about the doubts in their hearts, but they did not get the answer. Scar glared fiercely, making these cowards retreat. No wonder the soldiers all said behind their backs that Scar was a double kill inside and outside, killing the devils with guns to the outside, and scaring their own people with evil spirits. Today I have seen it.

By the way, the comrades beside me were really a little angry. Seeing that Scar ignored them, they soon rushed around me and started to make trouble.

"Not bad, Comrade Yang Xuefeng! The leader seems to have fallen in love with you!"

This is said...it seems like I am a big girl.

"Comrade, it's good that you are there! Otherwise, we wouldn't know where to put this face!"

"That's right, so many comrades have been sacrificed, but they don't even see the shadow of the Japanese! If Comrade Yang Xuefeng had not destroyed a few, we would have been laughed at by others!"

I can only smile bitterly at this. Is it as simple as not being laughed at on the battlefield? Is face more important than life?

Perhaps, for them, for a unit, face is indeed more important than life, because they regard face as honor.

But for me, all I want is to live and survive.

"Good fight!" At some point, Captain Li walked up to me and nodded and praised me: "Comrade Yang Xuefeng, your performance on the battlefield is worthy of recognition, but I hope you don't be proud of it. I hope you can continue to work hard to achieve better results. Comrade Yang Xuefeng should learn from Comrade Yang Xuefeng..."

As he said that, he took the lead in applause, and there was a burst of applause coming from the surrounding area. This made me feel a little puzzled. Could it be that this is the style left over from ten years of turmoil? You must know that this is the battlefield, and there may be a few bullets or shells flying over at any time, and you will not forget to carry out ideological movements?

"That... company commander!" Because I was worried that the company commander would ask me to express my thoughts or say a few words to the soldiers next, I changed the subject and reluctantly handed the sniper rifle in my hand: "This gun... I'd better hand over it!"

"It's better to leave it to you for custody!" The company commander smiled and said, "This gun fell into your hands twice, and it seems to have some fate with you. It can also play its role in your hands. It will be temporarily kept by you before we meet with the main force!"

"Yes!" I actually had this idea for a long time. Now that I heard the company commander's words, I immediately stood up and agreed readily.

But what I didn't expect was that this custody will be until the end of the war...
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