Chapter 52
I changed my position and poked my head out.
This time I dare not bring Wang Kechang, because bringing one more person means more exposure danger. For the snipers of the Vietnamese army, once we are exposed, we will only die.
This time I didn't dare to hide behind the stone anymore, because although behind the stone is a good sniper position, it is also the key observation location for Vietnamese snipers.
This time I was even more afraid to wear that military cap. This was not only because the two bullet holes on it made my scalp numb, but more importantly... I guess the reason why the Vietnamese sniper was able to confirm my position and hit the military cap with one shot was entirely because of the bright red five-pointed star on the military cap.
After thinking about it, I pulled off the two red collar seals on the collar. Although they were not large in size, they were a bit conspicuous under the starlight, which was undoubtedly an excellent target for Vietnamese snipers.
At this time, some changes occurred on the battlefield. Our soldiers were caught off guard by the Vietnamese army. Just when the Vietnamese army thought that the two squads of our soldiers were surrounded by "our own people", Chen Yiyi, who disguised as the Vietnamese army, and other People's Liberation Army attacked the Vietnamese positions at the same time...
By the way, when our army is prepared to fight the Vietnamese army without preparation, our army's firepower is pretty good.
The main reason is that each squad of our army is equipped with a bazooka. The bazooka used by our army is called the Type 69 bazooka. Because it is forty mm caliber, the soldiers are used to calling it the 40-millimeter fire.
The reason why the 40 Fire thing is easy to use is that it has many types of bullets and can adapt to various battlefield needs. Simply put, there are anti-tank bombs, anti-infantry killing bombs, incendiary bombs, even flares...
The disadvantage is that the range is not far, and Da Lan is only 300 meters, and the accuracy is not enough. The slightly larger wind will deviate!
However, this time our army was prepared, and the previous scene was only about 200 meters away, so it was only more than 200 meters away from the enemy, which was exactly the distance that the four zero fire could play.
As for the types of bullets carried by the soldiers... there is no doubt that they are all anti-personnel high-explosion combustion grenades.
I don’t know who designed this kind of incendiary bomb. It seems to be tailor-made for the mountain and jungle battlefield. Isn’t it? It contains 2,000-3,000 granular combustion agents. They will spread outward in a radial shape when they explode, with a diffusion radius of more than 15 meters... As long as you hit the Vietnamese high ground, it will immediately become a large area. What’s more amazing is that there are 900 steel balls in it...
Isn't this? The three squads under me had three rocket launchers. As soon as they started, they ignored everything. "Bangbang..." They shot like this rocket on the Vietnamese high ground. In just a moment, there was a scream on the Vietnamese position and a raging fire ignited.
Of course, the soldiers were able to take the lead so smoothly, and they were inseparable from killing several Vietnamese Japanese and suppressing their firepower.
Then, without waiting for the Vietnamese army to take a breath, the reinforcements in the company soon followed again, which were machine guns and rocket launchers, and shot towards the Vietnamese army's positions, which only made the Vietnamese army cry and shouted that they had no power to fight back.
This is often the case on the battlefield. Whoever grasps the balance of initiative and victory will be biased towards which side, even if the Vietnamese army has geographical advantages and firepower advantages, it is no exception.
Isn't it? The geographical advantage of the Vietnamese army is that it is condescending, but our army took the lead and fire broke out on the high ground. So the Vietnamese army became a target exposed to the fire. And the Vietnamese army's firepower advantage... was completely unable to exert it because the enemy was dark and we were bright.
I first poked out the telescope and observed the high ground across the opposite side, and then slowly poked out the rifle from the grass...
Although from a certain perspective, the telescope has a higher plural and a larger observable range, sometimes the opportunity on the battlefield is fleeting and there is no time to switch from a telescope to a sniper rifle. So for a sniper, the scope is the best choice.
Looking at the battlefield in front of me, I understand that compared with the Vietnamese snipers, I have at least two advantages.
First, the enemy is in the light and I am in the dark, the opponent is in the light of fire, but I am hiding in the dark jungle.
The other is that the Vietnamese sniper is likely to think I am dead, so he doesn't know my existence.
This can be seen from the fall of our machine gunners and bazooka shooters one after another... Obviously, if the Vietnamese sniper knew that I was still alive, it would not have been so unrestrained that he would have shot our soldiers.
However, sometimes the advantages and disadvantages on the battlefield are also also disadvantages. For example, the Vietnamese military positions are now full of flames lit by incendiary bombs. Although this allows me to see the enemy's positions clearly, it also hides the sparks from the muzzle, making it impossible for me to determine the position of the Vietnamese sniper.
Listen to gunfire?
Please, gunfire is everywhere on the battlefield, not to mention that SVD sniper rifles use machine gun bullets, and the firing sound is no different from machine gun firing.
So I had to hide in the jungle and worry. I searched the Vietnamese army's position of only a few hundred square meters in the scope over and over again, but I could not find the Vietnamese sniper.
What made me even more angry was that during the search process, several resisting Vietnamese troops would appear in my sight, but I didn't dare to pull the trigger and knock them down.
Why not fight?
Didn’t I expose myself in this fight? I was in the dark, and the sparks would reveal my position as soon as I fired, and the Vietnamese army would know that I was still alive... So sometimes the sniper battlefield is the opposite of the conventional battlefield. Who would have thought that the burning flame would become the protective color of the Vietnamese snipers?
Protective color?
Thinking of this, I was stunned: The position of the Vietnamese army is not large. Logically, I searched it several times without any reason, and I couldn't find any clues. Especially when my soldiers fell down one by one, I still couldn't find the other party... This really made me feel a little wrong.
The sniper of the Vietnamese Japanese did not change the sniper position, which was the first conclusion I made. The reason was very simple. I was staring here, and the visibility on the opposite side was very good. None of the Japanese who could move could escape my eyes.
And I couldn't see the fire at the muzzle, nothing at all.
So the conclusion is obvious. The Vietnamese sniper was hiding in the fire. He used the fire to completely cover up the sparks coming out of his muzzle. This is another protective color.
But...how is this possible?!
How can a person hide in the fire for a long time?
I was puzzled by this, but I turned my attention to the burning area that I had completely ignored according to my own inference.
Fortunately, I tried this because I soon found that the flames fluttered in a place were a bit weird. It was said that it was weird, then every once in a while the flame would have a straight line of flames... and the direction the flames pointed, a warrior often fell down.
So I understood that it was the flame brought out when the bullet fired, and the Vietnamese sniper hid behind the flame.
But I could clearly see clearly that the position where the Vietnamese sniper should be was full of fire... How could he survive in this?
Just thinking about it, I still raised my rifle and aimed at that position and waited quietly...
A string of straight flames, another string of straight flames... I'm catching you, two straight flames at different angles, the intersection of their reverse extension is the exact position of the target!
So I didn't think much about it, and pulled the trigger according to the estimated position...
"Bang bang bang..."
I didn't stop after firing the first bullet. I didn't want to make the same mistake as a Vietnamese sniper. I overly believed that I could shoot the enemy in one go, so I finished the ten bullets in the magazine in one breath.
Then I didn't dare to stay for a long time, so I turned over and rolled into the depression and climbed back to another sniper position.
Regardless of whether I have killed the Vietnamese snipers or not, it will be of no benefit to me to stay in place.
When I poked my head out of another sniper position, I knew I no longer had to worry about the Vietnamese snipers. Because our machine gunners and bazookamen never fell one after another like before.
I had thought that maybe the Vietnamese snipers knew my existence and did not dare to shoot randomly, but soon overturned this conclusion because I saw that the morale of the soldiers on the battlefield was greatly boosted, and with a shout, they rushed to the high ground called "Gate of Hell" by the Vietnamese army.
If the Vietnamese sniper was still alive, then the PLA soldiers who were getting closer and closer would force him to shoot. He did not shoot, which proved that he was dead.
The facts also prove that I am right!
Not long after, I found the body of the Vietnamese sniper in the position of the flames. A bullet shot into his chin and then penetrated from the back of his neck. The blood dyed the sniper rifle in his hand into a terrifying red color.
What surprised me was the disguise he made. As I saw before, there were fires all around him, but those fires were not ignited by our army's incendiary bombs, but the thatch ignited by gasoline. He himself hid in a semi-open tunnel fortification. He didn't have to worry about being burned by the fire in the fortifications. When we looked up from the foot of the mountain, it was a fire because of the angle...
If it weren't for personal experience, who would have thought of such a clever cover? Or it could be said to be a protective color... I suddenly felt that it was really a lucky thing to defeat him.
However, this is how war is. Whether it is luck or luck, victory means survival, failure means death, and there is no chance to turn the tables.
Chapter completed!