Just to say, it is really difficult to deal with the sniper of the Japanese devils. Not to mention that there is no light at all in the dark night, just the mosquitoes on the top of the head make people unable to lurk for a long time. Isn't this? Before I even lay on the position, I was bitten several large bags of them on my face by the mosquitoes, which forced me to ask scholars for mosquito repellent oil to apply it a few more times.

But what makes me feel lucky is that after more than an hour of lurking, not only did I not gain anything, but the sharpshooter, who is called a rifle, also did not gain anything.

I still remember one time when I happened to pass by the lurking point of the rifle... It should be said that I didn't find the rifle lurking at all. From this point of view, I had to admit that his lurking methods and endurance were much better than mine, so I couldn't be able to remain motionless under the bite of mosquitoes like him.

"Shh, boy..." He greeted me quietly as I stepped over the rifle.

I reluctantly leaned back to him, and at the same time I was amazed in my heart that there was still a difference between the rifle and the rifle.

"I'll say you little comrade!" Rifle said to me with a straight face and in a tone of lessons: "Didn't you hear the order given by the platoon leader? There is still a war to fight tomorrow. Find a place to rest!"

This is a good suggestion. In fact, I was a little angry after being lurking for more than an hour, because I myself didn’t believe in defeating the Vietnamese sniper who had been through many battles. I remember the old man once said that the Vietnamese snipers have been fighting since World War II. After the French were killed, the French were driven away, and the French were gone, and the Americans then fought again... So the Vietnamese were all veterans.

It is precisely because of this that I don’t have much confidence in being able to defeat the Vietnamese snipers. I am a rookie who just learned how to shoot, right?

But it's okay if the rifle doesn't say that. His persuasion aroused the arrogance in my heart, so I raised my head and replied: "The platoon leader ordered us not to smoke or shoot randomly, right? He didn't say he was not to run around..."

"You..." The rifle was so angry that I was so angry that she glared at me fiercely and stopped talking.

I felt a little proud in my heart, and then staggered the rifle and found a place to lie down. At this time, I felt something was wrong. It seemed that something was missing for us to lurk like this.

Isn't it? It's pitch black in front, and the visibility is only ten meters long. What's the role of lying on this way? Even if the Japanese swaying on the other end, we can't see it!

I also have another feeling, is it not professional to aim at gunpoint like this? I always feel that there is something missing. After thinking about it... I suddenly remembered that the US snipers I saw in the movie were all in a group of two, one was a shooter, the other was an observer or assistant. But whether it was me or a rifle, we seemed to be just doing it alone!

It should be said that it makes sense for the sniper to be in a group. I am very clear to me that the shooter has to aim with a rifle, so he has a relatively small range of observation. He pays more attention to a certain target and knocks it down. What about the observer? He can use a telescope to observe the entire battlefield from the overall situation and set a reasonable shooting target and shooting order for the shooter. Moreover, the weapons of the two can also complement each other. The shooter's sniper rifle has a long range but a slow shooting speed, so the observer can be equipped with a submachine gun with a short range but a fast shooting speed... This can avoid the weakness of the sniper's lack of time to kill one by one due to too many enemies.

But why didn't our army do this? It's normal for me to have no observers, but even the sharpshooter, who was assigned to the mission by Scar, did not have an observer... This seems a bit unspeakable.

After thinking about it, I understood the truth. Our army has never attached importance to the development of snipers, especially after ten years of turmoil, our army's millions of troops did not have the organization of snipers, and of course there was no sniper rifle for snipers. The old man had said before: Our sharpshooters use 56 and a half, and it would be good to be able to hit 400 meters. The gun that others overcame the Japanese...the effective range is 800 meters.

Damn! 800 meters vs. 400 meters, is there any comparison? And they still have scopes!

Thinking of this, my ambition was shorter and I began to give in. I was so happy that I would have shot the Japanese devils in the head! When I thought of the scene where the warrior was hit in front of me, my scalp became numb. I might have thought that this scene would happen to me soon.

However, I gritted my teeth and persisted. I just kept going so far, but that guy was so surprised that I laughed! Even if I lay there for a night, I couldn’t shoot, and the rifle could not shoot. What’s there to be afraid of!

Then I thought about it and felt something was wrong. The sniper rifle of the Japanese devil can hit 800 meters, and it is also true that it has a scope... But this is at night! Is the scope useful at night? We can only see more than ten meters away. Is the Japanese devil the same? Is the range of 800 meters useful? Can a spark as big as a cigarette butt from 800 meters?

So I quickly came to another conclusion: the snipers of the Vietnamese Japanese must have been hiding not far from our military position. In other words, on this night, the sniper rifle used by the Vietnamese military will not be much different from the 56 and a half in my hand, so I still have the chance to kill the opponent.

Thinking of this, I immediately put away my rifle, leaned back in three or two steps, and before I could even reach the camp, I saw the little stone squatting behind the tree, and waved to him without saying a word.

"Wait... wait a moment!" Xiao Shitou seemed a little embarrassed.

I quickly understood the reason. This guy was squatting behind him and was raising his respect...

"What's the matter?" Xiao Shitou's tone was a little annoyed. I could understand this. If I hadn't liked to call people over at this time.

"This..." I said embarrassedly: "Can you help me?"

"Say it!" Xiao Shitou agreed without saying a word.

"You're behind..." I looked at the terrain behind me, then pointed to a protruding big stone and said, "Just hide there, light a cigarette, and then stick it out..."

"What?" Xiao Shitou stared at me with wide eyes and said, "You are crazy, the platoon leader has an order..."

"I know the platoon leader has an order! But don't you want to lure the sharpshooter of the Japanese devils out?"

"I think I'm thinking! But..." Xiao Shitou was still hesitating.

"Don't do it!" I said, "The platoon leader doesn't let us light the fire and smoke. He is afraid that we are in danger. Isn't you let you hide behind the stone and poke the cigarette out? Are you afraid of death?"

"Who...who is afraid of death? Do it, what's so great about it?"

I smiled softly. People these days really can't stand the stimulation, especially when others say they are afraid of death and say they are cowards.

Xiao Shitou secretly borrowed a box of matches and two cigarettes, and hid behind the stone. I found a place to set up a rifle again.

To be honest, I was not very scared this time. There is a saying that goes, "I don't see you, but I don't feel upset." Although this night is full of mystery and weirdness, it is much better than the corpses and blood that can be seen everywhere during the day.

Instead of letting me face the enemy's eyes and cruelty, I would rather face this dark night.

It was then that I realized that I had never faced such a night. For me, the usual nights were brightly lit, full of flowers and wine, or were all seeking pleasure... But now I was facing a darkness, like a distant void, like a deep seabed, like facing my heart... I seemed to see my home in this void, see my mother looking forward to my return home, and see the old man lying on the hospital bed...

"Gum..." A few pigeons' screams woke me up from my imagination. This was the code that Xiao Shitou and I made an appointment, that is, everything was ready.

I shook my head to wake myself up a little, and responded to Xiaoshitou with the sound of a dove and focused on the rifle's sight.

I thought about it and felt that something was wrong: even if the enemy fired, it would be just a gunshot and a little fire from the muzzle... If I just stared at the little space of the sight, I might not be able to see the light in the dark at all.

So I put my rifle slightly down and stared at the darkness ahead.

A minute has passed.

There was no gunshot or fire. The only answers to me in the void were the sound of insects and the coughing sounds of the breeze blew the weeds. I admit that I had never thought of such a scenery in the dark before. If possible, I even hoped to calm down and enjoy it.

However, I know not, because this seemingly quiet night is full of murderous intent.

Two minutes passed.

There was still no movement, but I knew that there was a man, an enemy in the dark, who was staring at me with a pair of alert eyes, and pointed the cold muzzle at me...

It was a feeling, a sense of danger. I couldn't see him, but I knew he was there!

Three minutes passed.

I felt nervous. I finished smoking a cigarette in less than a few minutes, followed by one cigarette, which made my opponent suspicious.

Why didn't he shoot? Is it because it was too far away to hit it? Or was it because he realized it was a trap?

Then I also felt that this method was really not very good. You know, we just died under the gun of this Vietnamese sniper. Even the stupidest person would think of banning fire and smoking. How could another person make a mistake so quickly?

Thinking of this, I felt depressed. I thought I was very smart, but I thought I would have at least decades of knowledge than people today, but I didn’t know...

Just as I gave up my mission, a sudden gunshot shocked me.

Later I remembered that this should be the Vietnamese sniper underestimating the enemy. You should know that the Vietnamese army is very familiar with the weapons of our army. They know that our army does not have sniper rifles, and they also know that there is no sniper in our army, so he jumps in as if he knows that the trap is challenging...

I didn't think so much at that time. I only noticed a little spark in front of me... So I didn't want to raise the gun and pulled the trigger at the spark according to the first impression in my mind.

"Bang bang bang..." I fired all the bullets in the rifle in one breath.

I admit that I am not a qualified sniper, not even a sharpshooter, because no sniper would shoot bullets at completely uncertain targets like this.

Yes, I'm trying my luck. No sniper will win by luck, and I am.

Because I know that the Vietnamese army is hiding in the darkness, and the only one who can indicate my target is the Mars that is like a glimpse of a glimpse, so I can only try my luck...

"Who? Who shot the gun?" I heard Scar's roar.
Chapter completed!