Chapter 43

  A loud "crack" sounded as a bullet shot out of my gun barrel, but it was two North Vietnamese soldiers who fell.

  The bullets used by the SV? are machine gun bullets, which means that their penetration is not much different from those of a machine gun, so it's still easy to shoot through two North Vietnamese soldiers.

  But what's weird is that the first Vietnamese soldier still had some breath, and was able to roll around on the ground a few times after being shot, while the second Vietnamese soldier had a big hole blown in his chest and died instantly.

  This may be difficult for ordinary people to understand. There was a person blocking in front of the second Vietnamese soldier, right? So how could the second Vietnamese soldier get hurt more seriously and die faster?

  It's not strange at all, the old man said... This bullet is rotating when it's fired, when it penetrates the first person, it might go in straight, and the hole would be about the size of a thumb, but when it hits the second person, the bullet may have turned sideways and rolled, and the hole could be as big as a fist.

  "Bang!" This shot knocked down a Vietnamese soldier who was rolling on the ground.

  The military quality of the Vietnamese army is not bad, the remaining people immediately hid on the ground at the first time, but they were wrong because they did not expect the existence of this sniper... or it should be said that they knew our army had a sniper, but did not know that the sniper had already moved to their flank.

  So they only had Chen Yiyidan's team in their eyes, and thus completely exposed themselves to my gunpoint, within my line of sight, the closest stealthy figure was over a hundred meters away.

  "Bang! Bang!" This time it took two bullets to take down one North Vietnamese soldier.

  But I didn't regret at all for firing an extra shot, because this time the one I took down was a North Vietnamese soldier with extremely strong adaptability.

  Just as I thought the Viet Cong didn't have any suitable cover, one of them raised his gun under my astonished gaze and fired a burst to the left at the house "Rat-a-tat-tat...", then suddenly charged and crashed inside.

  Most houses in Vietnam are wooden, but although they are wooden... these woods are made of hard and tough fir wood, even if the Vietnamese devils have great strength, they cannot knock them open.

  However, this soldier was able to think of shooting a row of bullets at these wooden boards at this critical moment, and then he easily dodged in.

  It's fair to say that this method is very effective, and I lost his trail the moment he crashed into the house. Unfortunately... The AK47 bullet has strong penetration power, and the row of bullets he fired not only penetrated the wooden board in front of him but also the opposite wooden board. At this time, it was a sunny day, and the strong sunlight passed through those bullet holes and through the hole he had crashed into, shining into my eyes.

  And then I can see his figure standing up...

  The remaining two Vietnamese soldiers were killed in a hail of bullets from Chen Yiyuan and the others before I could even make a move.

  After taking out these few Viet Cong, the flank of the Vietnamese army was suddenly exposed in front of Chen Yiyuan and others. Then Chen Yiyuan led the soldiers to charge forward fiercely, throwing grenades and firing submachine guns, killing the Vietnamese army miserably and fleeing in disarray.

  And in this process, Chen Yiyang seemed to have discussed with me beforehand, completely disregarding the one after another Vietnamese soldiers who slipped out from her side, only charging forward... Isn't that so? The two passageways on the flank were controlled by my gun, and those Vietnamese devils would die one by one if they came up, or in pairs if they came up together.

  This is an indescribable feeling, I think this is the kind of tacit cooperation on the battlefield. Only... if it were in modern times, I believe we would have to use walkie-talkies to communicate with each other to achieve this. But between her and me, how could it be that we didn't need to discuss or communicate at all, and she seemed to completely trust me with her flank, or even her life and death?

  On the battlefield, sometimes what's needed is this kind of trust, to entrust one's flank and life to a comrade, while also protecting the comrade's flank... Suddenly, I seem to understand why the old man would care so much about a comrade's remains. I believe that the camaraderie cultivated through life-and-death mutual reliance is in no way inferior to brotherly love, and may even surpass it.

  "Bang... Bang..." After taking down the last two Vietcong soldiers, my sniper scope was filled with the images of PLA soldiers everywhere.

  A pincer movement combined with my sniper rifle and we can say that the Vietcong troops in front of us were dealt with excellently and cleanly.

  I shouldered my rifle and found Wang Kechang staring at me with wide eyes.

  "What are you looking at?"

  "That... class monitor!" Wang Kechang finally came to his senses, he swallowed hard and said: "You're too amazing, you took out so many devils in the blink of an eye!"

  "So..." I said with a pretended ease while climbing down the ladder, "Killing devils isn't as scary as you thought, is it?"

  I'm actually trying to encourage him, but thinking about how he was crying and wailing just now makes me want to go up and kick him: What a coward! There's someone even more timid than me!

  "Ah, ah......" Wang Kechang carefully responded, after getting down from the ladder, he ran to catch up and said with a forced smile: "Squad leader, look... I also want to do this line of work, can I?"

  "What's this line of work?" I was a bit puzzled: "I'm a soldier and you're also a soldier, aren't you in the same line of work as me or what?"

  "No, no... I didn't mean that..." Wang Kechang waved his hand to explain: "What I meant was... can I shoot like you?"

  Oh, this guy wants to be a sniper, I understood it from here.

  As I walked towards the main force, I thought to myself: "This guy might actually be alright, he can report positions and his eyesight and observation skills are not bad either, what's lacking is just marksmanship!"

  "I said!" I asked: "What are you doing, wanting to be a... godly marksman?!"

  He almost said the word "sniper", but in this era, the PLA didn't have that term yet.

  Wang Kechang scratched his head and replied: "I think... it's like you're shooting a gun, only you can hit the enemy, but the enemy can't hit you..."

  "Get out!" I immediately gave Wang Kechang a slap, and my heart felt a burst of pleasure: in the past, it was always the old man who slapped me, now the wind and water have turned around.

  "This line of work as a gunslinger is the most dangerous, don't you understand? If you're afraid of death, then quit while you still can!"

  He said and didn't bother with him anymore, running back to his unit.

  "Hey, good kid!" A scar-faced man with blood all over his body came forward from the crowd: "I thought it was you again causing trouble for the devils, and indeed it is! You fought beautifully!"

  I looked at Chen Yiyang beside me and nodded in approval, meaning that she also had a share of the credit. She just pursed her lips, not taking it to heart at all. Maybe this was just a trivial matter for her, or maybe this was just her usual state of life...

  "Comrades are all doing well!" I shouted at the soldiers under me: "We gave those Vietnamese devils a good lesson!"

  "At the same time, many comrades were also saved!" Scar added: "Without you, our army would have suffered even greater casualties! I represent my fellow comrades in thanking you!"

  He said that and saluted the soldiers. The soldiers hurriedly returned the salute, in the cheers of the soldiers, I saw that their eyes were filled with pride, even the new recruits, only the new recruits had a bit more guilt on their faces.

  "What's the point of saying so much? It's not time to celebrate yet!" Lian Zhang interrupted us with a bad face, then habitually waved his pistol and shouted: "Comrades! The artillery battalion is the target of the devils, rescue people like rescuing fire, immediately reinforce the artillery battalion!"

  "Yes!" The warriors responded in unison, holding their guns and dispersing from the formation to run towards the direction of dense gunfire along the street.

  I cursed the whole Lian family in my heart, damn it... How can I put it? We've made a great contribution, haven't we? You don't even give us any verbal praise, but instead you give me that look, what's wrong with you? If this battle was fought according to your plan, it would be strange if our regiment wasn't wiped out...

  But come to think of it, isn't Lian Chang also unhappy with me because of this?

  Isn't that the case? He had no way to deal with those devils, and could only increase casualties for his troops. But I, who disobeyed orders and acted on my own, easily resolved this crisis... Isn't that a slap in his face? Can he be happy about that?

  What's more important, the lives of these warriors or his own face?!

  I was running and thinking in my heart, following such a company commander is hopeless, one day he will get me killed, when should I think of another way out.

  "Rumble...". At this time, a series of explosions came from the northeast direction, and with the explosion, pillars of fire and smoke rose into the sky.

  So I knew the artillery battalion was finished, either it was the destroyed cannons or the destroyed shells... anyway, with such a big explosion in the artillery base, it's definitely not good.

  "Speed up!" Commander Long shouted at us loudly.

  I don't know if it's psychological or what, but after being displeased with Lian for a long time, now I find him uncomfortable everywhere. For example, this "speed up" command, I think there's a problem with it.

  Isn't it? The artillery camp was obviously bombed, what's the point of us rushing there?

  Go collect corpses? Or go pick up scrap metal and sell trash?

  We should now analyze which route the devils are withdrawing and set up an ambush on the way!

  Even if we don't know which road the devils will retreat from, there are only a few main roads in the old street, and randomly setting up an ambush on one of them might just lead to a lucky encounter.

  The fact also proved that my idea was right, but this matter wasn't something I could control because at that time I was just a small class monitor...