When I turned my eyes to the enemy, I frowned unexpectedly.

The Vietnamese army's attack seemed to have gone too slowly. It has been so long and it is still around 7 or 800 meters. I was worried that my speed was too slow and I would miss the time for the most Jia sniper. I didn't expect that the Vietnamese Japanese were still far away from us...

This seems to be completely different from the reckless charge of the Yue Japanese before!

The Vietnamese army should know that most of our weapons have a range of only three to four hundred meters, and there are half-height grass all around 400 meters, bullet craters for hiding, and corpses that can be used as cover... So the Vietnamese army could boldly let go of their steps and charge forwards.

However, the Japanese in front of me are all slow to look...

This was a trap, and I quickly made a judgment. But as for what trap it was, I was puzzled... I could only frown and carefully observe the Vietnamese troops moving slowly forward through the sniper lens.

What's the trap?

Surrounding or ambushing? These seem to be unreliable. If the Japanese invaders want to go around us, they must pass through the highway at the foot of the mountain, but the highway has been blocked by our firepower.

Then an even more incredible scene appeared... In my sniper lens, some Vietnamese troops had already begun to pull out engineer shovels and start digging foxgloves.

What's the use of digging foxholes at such a long distance? Our army's weapons are not even reaching the range, right?

Unless...unless their foxholes are not to avoid guns, but to avoid cannons!

Dodge the cannon...!!!

The old man said quickly flashed into my mind. I still clearly remember his gritted teeth: "The Japanese devils are so cunning! After a round of cannons, pretending to charge, and after we all set up guns in the trenches, we were caught off guard... and their troops took advantage of this time to charge..."

"It's bad!" Thinking of this, I hurriedly shouted to the front: "Let's go down! Everyone is going to lie down... The Japanese are going to shoot fire!"

But it was too late. Before I finished speaking, I heard a roar in the air. Then a fire of "boom..." rose near our position, and our position was instantly shrouded in a thick black smoke.

The artillery attack was not long, and it might only last for one minute, but the damage to our army was expected to be quite large. The reason was that our soldiers were completely unprepared. Most of the soldiers poked their upper bodies outside the trenches to prepare for combat, and all kinds of weapons were placed on the trenches... So it was a disaster like this. All kinds of shrapnel and gravel flew everywhere with sharp roars, shooting the soldiers and overturning weapons. In this way, the defense line built by our army was staggered and messy.

What's even more terrible is... Before the smoke of artillery fire had dissipated, the Vietnamese army, who were ready to be in front of our position, shouted and rushed towards our position with bayonets...

"Fight!" The company commander finally gave the order to start the fight.

But it is conceivable that the firepower of our army's defense line was undoubtedly much smaller at this time.

I glanced at our army's defense line. I didn't know if the two squads were broken by shrapnel or the mud was stuck with the crushed mud. No matter how the machine gunners fiddled with it, it would be useless; several rocket launchers were knocked down in the trenches by shrapnel because they were standing high just now; although the other soldiers were fine, they were blocked by smoke and could not accurately shoot at the Vietnamese army.

So, at this time, our army seemed to have to wait for the Vietnamese army to rush in front of us and kill us one by one...

However, I was unwilling to wait for death just like this because I still had the sniper rifle in my hand!

"Bang!" A bullet shot out of my rifle.

Wang Kechang beside him looked at me blankly. I thought he was wondering. Even if he used a telescope, he could not see the enemy behind him through the smoke, and of course he could not report the location to me, so he couldn't figure out how I found the enemy.

"Bang!" Another bullet shot out.

Of course I am not aimless, because every bullet shot will bring a scream in the smoke.

What Wang Kechang didn't know was that the reason why I could find the enemy accurately was because the sun had risen at this time... The sunlight reflected by the Japanese bayonet would emit a little bit of fish scales through the smoke. Of course, this light flashed and it would be difficult to find its existence without careful observation, but this was enough for me.

"Bang!" This shot hit not the enemy, but a grenade thrown in the air.

Although the visibility was poor, the smoke in the air became much thinner after a mountain wind blew, which made me just see a grenade emitting blue smoke rolling towards our army's trenches... I shot a bullet at it without thinking.

Sometimes, hitting such a grenade is much simpler than hitting a Vietnamese army, because it is a regular parabolic movement, while the Vietnamese army is a veteran, and the oilman knows that it is fast and slow and changes the direction of movement from time to time.

But the result of hitting a grenade is much greater than hitting a Vietnamese army. Isn't that? If the grenade falls into our trenches, it may be possible to kill and injure a few people. However, now it has changed its direction of movement and exploded among the Vietnamese Japanese...

The soldiers quickly fired up all kinds of weapons, and the smoke gradually dissipated, but it seemed that it was too late... The Vietnamese devils only rode the moment our position was bombed, or they could also be said to have carried the smoke to cover our position. At that time, they rushed to the forefront of our position.

So the cruel hand-to-hand combat kicked off. First, both sides threw grenades at each other... I can't tell what it felt like. Both sides threw rows of grenades at each other like throwing stones. After a roar, flesh and blood flew everywhere, screams everywhere. However, before the screams stopped, there was another shout of killing... Teams of Vietnamese troops rushed up to our trenches with bayonets under the cover of grenade smoke.

This move should be the tactic of our army. I heard from the old man that when our People's Liberation Army attacked the Americans, we quickly rushed up and slammed them with the Americans by covering the smoke screen from the grenades. However, this move has been learned by the Japanese devils now.

"Comrades! Go!" Our soldiers rushed towards the enemy with the order of the company commander...

Some people may say, is it not good for us to just hide in the trenches? Why do we charge towards the enemy?

Trenches can only have cover when the enemy is bombarded and has a long distance. If the enemy is too close, it will become a ready-made tomb.

Isn't this? The explosive pack of the Vietnamese Japanese can be easily thrown into the trench, and because the trench is relatively closed, the grenade can be increased exponentially. The power of the shock wave after the explosive pack explodes can cause a large number of casualties to the soldiers in the trench. On the other hand, if the Vietnamese army stands in front of the trench and our soldiers are in the trench... it is undoubtedly a kind of condescending, whether it is a trench or close-range shooting of the enemy will gain advantage.

But it would be different if the charge was launched. At least we could still deal with the Vietnamese army condescendingly due to terrain factors.

Therefore, the company commander's command was undoubtedly correct. But this stumped me... The military uniforms of the enemy and us were very similar in color, and coupled with the smoke of gunpowder, I saw a flowery area in front of me, and I couldn't tell the enemy and me at all! Even if I distinguished, they would be twisted together and could not fight.

I couldn't help but frown, did I rush up like the soldiers?

This is obviously not a good idea. I should play the role of a sniper with a sniper rifle, rather than a soldier holding a bayonet, although the sniper rifle in my hand is indeed equipped with a bayonet.

But if I don't rush up... I'm worried that I will hurt myself if I just shoot like this.

Calm down! Calm down…

I remind myself over and over again.

I have to admit that I panic when I saw the Vietnamese army rushing up and the enemy and us stalked together, because I knew very well that the quality of the Vietnamese army was not a little higher than that of our army, two points. If the Vietnamese army charges and is hit by our firepower... the quality is not very obvious, but hand-to-hand combat... Then the quality is quality, and the combat experience is comparison! We recruits who have only fought a few battles and even some children who are just eighteen years old fight with the Vietnamese army who have experienced many battles? I don’t dare to think about it.

So now is almost a time for life and death. The next second, the Vietnamese army may have fully occupied our positions.

At this moment, I couldn't help but think of a sentence that the old man said: "As an excellent soldier, you must not only be able to fight, but also be beaten... If you are not panic and not afraid when you are beaten, you can be called a real good soldier!"

In the past, I always thought that this was nonsense, but it wasn’t a war? Everyone uses guns, and being beaten is just a gun. How can you not panic or be afraid? Even if you are not panic, it will be glorious and become a corpse. Will you still be a good soldier?

Now I know... the beating here is not about yourself, not an individual, but about the entire army.

The old man's words are rough or not.

I took a deep breath and calmed down, and even closed my eyes and calmed down for a few seconds at this critical moment...

Speaking of which, it is really amazing. When I opened my eyes again, I found a way to distinguish my enemies and friends: most of the enemies are facing me in front, while the friendly forces are facing me in the back.

Although this principle seems simple, it is often overlooked or unexpected in such a tense moment on the battlefield, such as me.

Since we can distinguish between enemies and us, it is naturally time for the rifle in my hand to work.

Especially now, the Vietnamese army, which is like a wolf and a tiger, has rushed up one after another, and our soldiers fell down one after another, and the defense line has begun to collapse...
Chapter completed!