Chapter Fifty-two

  I changed positions and stuck out my head.

  This time I didn't dare to bring Wang Kechang, because bringing one more person means adding another risk of exposure. For the Viet Minh snipers, once we were exposed, there was only death.

  This time I didn't dare hide behind the rock again, because although it was a good sniping position, it was also a key observation point for the Vietnamese sniper.

  This time I dare not wear that military cap, this is not only because the two bullet holes on it make my scalp numb, but more importantly... I guess the reason why the Vietnamese sniper was able to confirm my position and hit the cap with one shot is completely because of the bright red five-pointed star on the cap.

  After some thought, I casually tore off the two red collar tabs on my collar. Although they were not large in size, they were somewhat eye-catching under the starlight, which was undoubtedly a good target for the Vietcong snipers.

  At this time, the battlefield changed, and our soldiers could be said to have caught the Vietnamese army off guard. Just as the Vietnamese army thought that two squads of our soldiers were surrounded by "their own people", Chen Yiyi, disguised as a Vietnamese soldier, and other PLA troops launched a surprise attack on the Vietnamese position...

  In the case where our army is prepared and the Vietnamese army is unprepared, our firepower is still pretty good.

  The main reason is that each of our troops is equipped with a rocket launcher, which we call the "rocket launcher". Because it has a caliber of 40 millimeters, the soldiers are used to calling it the "four-zero fire".

  The reason why the 40mm grenade launcher is said to be useful is largely due to its many types of ammunition, which can adapt to various battlefield needs. Simply put, there are anti-tank grenades, anti-personnel killing grenades, incendiary grenades and even illuminating grenades...

  The disadvantage is that the range is not far, generally only 300 meters, and the accuracy is not enough. A slightly larger wind blows it off!

  However, this time our army was well-prepared and the previous play had approached to a distance of nearly 200 meters before opening, so it was also more than 200 meters away from the enemy, which is just within the effective range of the 40 guns.

  As for the ammunition carried by the warriors... it is undoubtedly a uniform anti-personnel high-explosive incendiary grenade.

  I don't know who designed this incendiary bomb, but it seems to be tailor-made for mountainous and jungle battlefields. Inside, there are 2000-3000 granular incendiary agents that will radiate outward in all directions upon explosion, with a diffusion radius of over 15 meters... If one shell hits the Vietcong's high ground, it will immediately turn into a sea of fire. What's even more frightening is that inside there are also 900 steel balls...

  What's that? The three companies under my command had three rocket launchers, and as soon as the fight started, they didn't care about anything else "Boom boom boom..." They fired a barrage of rockets at the Vietnamese army's high ground, and in just a short while, the Vietnamese army's position was filled with miserable cries and raging fires.

  Of course, the warriors were able to take the initiative so smoothly, and I couldn't separate myself from continuously knocking down several Japanese devils to suppress their firepower.

  Right after that, the reinforcements from the regiment quickly followed up and launched another wave of machine gun and rocket attacks on the Vietnamese army's position, leaving them crying out for their fathers and mothers without any ability to fight back.

  The battlefield is often like this, whoever has the initiative will have the victory scale tilted in their favor, even if the Vietnamese army occupies geographical advantages and firepower advantages.

  Isn't that so? The geographical advantage of the Vietnamese army was its high position, but our army launched a wave of incendiary bombs first, and the high ground suddenly burst into flames. As a result, the Vietnamese army became targets exposed in the firelight. And the Vietnamese army's firepower advantage... was completely unable to be brought into play because they were in the dark while we were in the light.

  I first took out the binoculars and observed the high ground in front of me, then slowly took out my rifle from the bushes...

  Although from a certain perspective, the higher magnification of the telescope allows for a wider range of observation, however, sometimes on the battlefield, opportunities are fleeting and there is no time to switch from the telescope to the sniper rifle. Therefore, for a sniper, the scope is the best choice.

  Looking at the chaotic battlefield in front of me, I understand that compared to a Vietnamese sniper, I have at least two advantages.

  One is the enemy in the light and I am in the dark, the opponent is in a sea of flames, while I hide in the dark forest.

  Another possibility is that the Vietnamese sniper thought I was already dead and didn't know I existed.

  It can be seen from the fact that our machine gunners and rocket launchers fell one after another... Obviously, if the Vietnamese sniper knew I was still alive, it would not have been possible for him to shoot our soldiers so recklessly.

  However, sometimes the advantages on the battlefield are also disadvantages. For example, now there are flames ignited by incendiary bombs everywhere on the Vietnamese army's position, which can make me see the enemy's position clearly, but at the same time it will also conceal the sparks from the muzzle of the gun, making it impossible for me to determine the location of the Vietnamese sniper.

  Hear gunfire?

  Please, on this battlefield where gunfire is everywhere, let alone the SVD sniper rifle uses machine gun bullets, the sound of firing is no different from a machine gun burst.

  So I had to hide in the jungle, anxiously searching for the Vietnamese sniper's position through my scope, but couldn't find him anywhere within their several hundred square meters of fortified ground.

  What infuriated me even more was that during the search, from time to time, several resisting Vietnamese soldiers would appear in my sights, but I didn't dare pull the trigger to take them down.

  Why don't you fight?

  Won't this shot just expose myself? I'm in a hidden position, and as soon as I fire, the muzzle flash will reveal my location. Moreover, the enemy will also know that I'm still alive... So sometimes sniping is the opposite of regular combat, who would have thought that burning flames could become the protective color of a Vietnamese sniper?

  Camouflage?

  As I thought about this, I couldn't help but feel a little stunned: the enemy's position wasn't that big, and logically speaking, I had searched several times in conditions where visibility was still okay, it didn't make sense that I couldn't find any clues at all. Especially when I saw our soldiers falling one by one, yet I still couldn't discover the enemy... This really made me feel a bit uneasy.

  The Japanese sniper didn't change his sniping position, this is my first conclusion. The reason is simple, I'm staring right at it, and the visibility on the other side is very good, as long as the moving devils know how to move, not one of them can escape my eyes.

  And I didn't see any muzzle flash at all.

  The conclusion is obvious: the Japanese sniper was hiding in the fire, using the flames to completely cover up the flash of his rifle, which is another form of camouflage.

  But... how is this possible?!

  How can one person possibly hide in fire for a long time?

  I was at a loss for what to do about this, but I still shifted my attention to the originally completely neglected combustion zone according to my own reasoning.

  It was a good thing I tried this, because soon I discovered that the flames were dancing strangely in one place. To say they were strange, every now and then a straight line of fire would burst out...and the direction the fire pointed to, there would always be a warrior falling down with a loud thud.

  So I realized that it was a spark brought out by the bullet firing, and the Vietnamese sniper was hiding behind that flame.

  But I clearly saw that the position where the Vietnamese sniper should be was surrounded by flames on all sides... how could he possibly survive in this?

  Just wanted to go home, but I still raised my rifle and aimed at that position quietly waiting...

  A string of linear sparks, and another string of linear sparks... I've got you now, two lines of linear sparks at different angles, the intersection point of their reverse extension is also the accurate location of the target!

  So I didn't think much and pulled the trigger according to this inferred position...

  "Bang bang bang......"

  After firing the first shot, I didn't stop. I didn't want to make the same mistake as the Vietnamese sniper who overestimated his ability to kill the enemy with one shot, so I fired all ten rounds in the magazine at once.

  Then I didn't dare to stay any longer, so I rolled over and crawled into a depression towards another sniper position.

  Whether I killed the Vietnamese sniper or not, staying in place was of no benefit to me.

  When I poked my head out of another sniper position, I knew I didn't have to worry about the North Vietnamese Army snipers anymore. Because our machine gunners and rocket launchers were no longer falling one after another like before.

  I had thought that perhaps the Vietnamese sniper knew of my presence and didn't dare to fire randomly, but I soon overturned this conclusion, because I saw the soldiers on the battlefield in high spirits, shouting loudly as they charged up the heights known by the Vietnamese as "Ghost Gate".

  If the North Vietnamese sniper was still alive, then the approaching PLA soldiers would have forced him to fire. He didn't fire, which proved that he was already dead.

  The fact also proved me right!

  Not long after, I found the body of a North Vietnamese Army sniper at that location where the flames were. A bullet had entered his lower jaw and exited from the back of his neck, staining the rifle he held in his hand with a terrifying shade of red.

  What amazed me was the camouflage he did, just as I saw before, there were fires all around him, but those fires were not ignited by our incendiary bombs, but rather by the straw he casually splashed with gasoline and set on fire. And he himself hid in a semi-open trench. He didn't have to worry about being burned by the fire at all in the trench, while we looked up from the foot of the mountain, because of the angle, it was just a sea of flames...

  If it wasn't for personal experience, who would have thought of such a clever camouflage? Or you could say it's a protective color... I suddenly feel that being able to defeat him is really just luck.

  But that's what war is like, whether it's luck or fluke, victory means survival and defeat means death, with no chance of turning the tables.