Chapter 10: Wang Yaowu vs Lin Biao

  As a special soldier of the next generation, Liu Yuan was best at frontline reconnaissance and assassination. In Vietnam, he had successfully sniped a big drug lord at a distance of about 1,300 meters, so he firmly believed that he could snipe Xie Wenbing.

  As a general and commander of an army corps, going to assassinate local leaders is extremely stupid behavior in anyone's eyes.

  But I still want to do this because in my heart, there has always been an obsession that I am an excellent special forces soldier, but the opportunity for me to personally take the field is becoming less and less.

  As he continued to progress, the responsibilities of the roles he had to take on grew greater and greater. He would eventually become like those commanders on TV, standing safely in the rear, directing a battle with a map.

  The principal lost one battle after another, and there was a very important reason for this. He directed the battle against the map, while the commander of the CP, Peng Dehuai, may not have been more than 500 meters away from the battlefield.

  He likes the smell of gunpowder on the battlefield, he even likes the feeling of killing enemies personally, but in the near future, he will not have the opportunity to do these things.

  So today, I made a decision that makes everyone look stupid, which is to personally snipe Xie Wenbing. Since Xie Wenbing is very far away, I need to sneak up on him.

  Even many times Liu Yuan could feel that the bullets on his side were flying past from behind his back.

  He heard Hu Zongnan directing his soldiers to counterattack, which was quite good and had a bit of his true transmission.

  Moreover, Hu Zongnan's actions successfully attracted local attention and gave himself a very good opportunity.

  Liu Yuan continued to crawl forward, and no one had discovered himself yet. Xie Wenbing was the soul of this army, so killing Xie Wenbing would definitely make this army collapse.

  Liu Yuan personally killed a soldier who was gasping for breath in a shell hole, and put on his blood-soaked clothes. In a short while, he arrived at the heart of the enemy's position, even brushing shoulders with other soldiers several times. Less than 500 meters away, he found a small hill that wasn't very high, with a machine gun emplacement on top that had been destroyed by artillery fire, and there were no soldiers on it, giving Liu Yuan an opportunity.

  Liu Yuan did not rush to snipe Xie Wenbing, he ate a piece of chocolate, this might be the last performance of his sniping career, it had to be perfect, without any regrets.

  He took out the oil paint, against the small mirror, painted for the last time, then wrapped the green grass around his body, made a suitable auspicious dress, and buried several thunderbolts nearby, set up an ambush, and soon finished.

  There was hardly any wind, only a bit of gunpowder smoke on the battlefield. Liu Yuan put down his rifle, gently pulled the bolt, and felt pretty good.

  Liu Yuan took a deep breath, aimed the gun at Xie Wenbing, and with a loud bang, Liu Yuan felt the recoil of the gun hitting his chest, very powerful, and for an old soldier like him, this kind of recoil made him feel very comfortable.

  No second shot was needed. Xie Wenbing was already dead, the bullet having passed through his forehead. The world had no chance to see him alive again.

  Xie Wenbing died, and this army lost its soul, a rout occurred.

  Xie Wenbing himself was also very depressed, since last night when he and this troop clashed, he already knew how strong this troop was, and even his subconscious told him to wait for the arrival of the great general.

  However, when the great general learned that the enemy had only 10,000 troops, while his own army of 20-30,000 soldiers was hesitating to advance, he immediately reprimanded himself and even told himself that if he were to engage in battle with them now, they would be exhausted from their long journey and wouldn't have any strength left to fight back.

  But it turned out that the general was also wrong, they had no power to fight back, and just now they launched a wave of strong counterattacks. Although his men were numerous, but from the proportion of casualties, he had already lost.

  What's even more hateful is that his own scouts had discovered another elite soldier in the vicinity, and he couldn't help but leave some soldiers behind to consolidate his rear, giving him a feeling of being tied down.

  The bigger the weaker, so Xie Wenbing thought of retreating. He was hit by a bullet and felt like he had been electrocuted. Then he felt weaker and weaker, his body involuntarily falling to the ground.

  Before he died, he gave his last order: Hold out and wait for reinforcements.

  Another bullet hit his deputy officer, then several staff members died, and he completely collapsed. No one listened to Xie Wenbing's last order, so what awaited them was an endless abyss.

  Liu Yuan helplessly looked at the prepared ambush, all his efforts had been in vain. He had just fantasized about killing Xie Wenyang and imagined that the angry direct forces would definitely attack this small hill.

  At that time, they themselves were like executing tasks as before, with a rifle, supporting them in sniping at the natives.

  Then his own good brother, with a large number of troops to support himself, beat the enemy to the point of incontinence. Before the enemy's complete defeat, the enemy will go completely crazy. Then he relied on his own invincible marksmanship to thoroughly defeat them.

  Alright, at this time, Liu Yuan could only think that he had thought too much.

  After Xie Wenbing's death, the enemy immediately retreated, but they did not choose to surrender and instead retreated to the rear. At this time, it depends on what Wang Yaowu will do next.

  The day before yesterday, Liu Yuan left Wang Yaowu and gave him a task, that is the liaison officer of the 3rd Division and the Independent Regiment.

  Liu Yuan was only the commander of the Third Division and had no control over the Fourth Army, whose leader was Zhu Peide. Therefore, whether Ye Ting was willing to cooperate with him in battle depended on the other's will.

  He believed that Ye Ting was a real soldier, but he didn't believe others were also real soldiers. Moreover, he knew that although the CP's army had combat effectiveness, military commanders in the army couldn't dominate the army and there were many things to consider.

  Liu Yuan did not think that he was no match for Xie Wenbing, after all the three masters were regular trained warriors, and it was still possible to win them, but what was important was how to annihilate them completely.

  So Ye Ting's performance was very important, just before the battle today, Wang Yaowu brought Liu Yuan's letter to see Ye Ting in person, because many times the telegram did not work, because since Cao Yuan contacted them once, the wireless on the opposite side has been in a silent state.

  Wang Yaowu had just entered the valley mentioned by his superior when his squad was surrounded. The leader of the group was someone he knew, a junior from the fourth term, thin and weak, without any heroic spirit of a soldier.

  "Lin Biao's junior fellow, hurry up and take me to see Commander Ye Ting, I have important military information to report."

  Lin Biao's expression wasn't very good-looking, he and the Party representative said their own suggestions, but Dai Ying was strongly opposed, saying let Liu Yuan take the lead first, let them die a bit more, when the time comes we'll clean up the mess, besides there will be plenty of opportunities to fight hard battles in the future, no need to consume too much again.

  Lin Biao was very dissatisfied with this. Is this what a soldier should do? Moreover, the representative of the British Communist Party underestimated Liu Yuanxue too much. To say nothing of 30,000 Central Army troops, even 50,000 would absolutely not be a match for Xue. If they don't go now, they will definitely have to drink the northwest wind.

  I just slightly advised him, but was scolded and told to go do reconnaissance nearby. What a joke! Xie Wenbing is right in front of us fighting with the senior, who has time to care about us? It's really like summer insects can't talk about ice.

  "Lin Biao's junior, I really have something urgent, hurry up and take me to see your battalion commander." Wang Yaowu felt a bit displeased in his heart. If they weren't all classmates from Huangpu, he would have scolded him for his arrogant attitude.

  It wasn't until then that Lin Biao came back to his senses, "Sorry, senior comrade, the battalion commander is busy arranging combat tasks, you may have to wait a while."

  "What the hell, waiting for Xie Wenbing to run away, I'll give you one minute, take me to see your captain immediately, or else it's not my fault being impolite." Wang Yaowu was really annoyed this time.

  To say that Lin Biao was frustrated, it's really true. He thought his own talent wasn't much worse than Liu Yuan's, but he was just a small regiment commander. Even as a regiment commander, he still had to listen to criticism from people with lower military literacy than himself every day. A clay figure has three points of blood character, let alone him Lin Biao.

  "Wang Yaowu, who the hell are you? Why should I listen to you? Unless I'm dead, our team leader is the only one we'll see." Soldiers all have their own rough side, let alone excellent soldiers.

  "Damn it, are you playing tricks on me? I'll let you know what a Whampoa Military Academy graduate is capable of." After that, Wang Yaowu took off Bai Jing's gloves and slapped Lin Biao in the face.

  Lin Biao's face immediately turned green. Their instructors included Germans and Americans, who threw gloves at each other's faces, and he naturally understood what it meant.

  "Do you want to duel? Let him go, I'll show you today how powerful a senior is." Lin Biao solemnly put away Wang Yaowu's gloves. "I accept your challenge."