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Chapter Seventy-Three: Flares

Fortunately, the pilots of the American army did not find our wagons hidden in the mountain forks.

It is not surprising that the wagons in the forks were originally in the valley between the two highlands. Being disguised by the People's Army in this way, it is indeed difficult to find anything when looking down from the air. In addition, the US planes focused all their attention on the wagons that were being unloaded and the buses that were "on the run," so there were no bullets or bombs that "waved" onto the cars that were camouflaged. Otherwise, perhaps a few bombs that happen to land there will easily tear through the camouflage made of branches, white cloth, and snow.

At this time, I couldn't help but think of a story to the effect that a 'woman' met a robber on the road, and she took off her earrings as quickly as she could and handed them to the robber, and the robber couldn't help laughing: "You treat me as an idiot!" With this fake, you want to send me away! As he spoke, he casually threw the pair of earrings aside, took off the necklace around the woman's neck, and walked away. After the robbers left, the 'woman' calmly picked up the earrings from the ground. The truth is that the necklace around her neck is the eagle.

This is the so-called reality in the Art of War, and reality in fiction! Now we are playing the same trick, and the KPA is now desperately trying to save the material regardless of its 'sexual' life. Actually, there aren't many. I know this, the People's Army knows it, and the migrant workers know it, but only the US pilots who are bombing in the sky don't know about it.

But I think there must be someone who wants them to know at this point. Because at this time, in the aperture of my telescope, several people in KPA uniforms suddenly appeared, sneaking towards the fork where the wagon was hidden.

What are they going to do? I couldn't help frowning, in fact, at this time, it should be said that the bombing of US planes was nearing the end. With such a bombing speed of the US military, it will only take another ten minutes. They will soon rain all the bullets and bombs on the few targets that we have deliberately *** come out of. After that, even if they found out that the bombing was a false target. We also have plenty of time to make arrangements for this batch.

At this time, there were a few people from the People's Army who secretly ran towards the hidden target."

The term "puppet agent" quickly popped into my mind.

This possibility is extremely high, I have strictly ordered everyone to evacuate the area where the material is stored before the enemy arrives, and it is impossible for the KPA soldiers to come stupidly and run to the hidden position of our wagons at this time, which is not possible except for *** target.

I can't help but feel a pang in my heart, this puppet agent is really everywhere! However, this is not surprising, if the puppet army did not have agents 'inserted' in the train station, then the US military planes would not know when there would be material detention at the Sandeng railway station. But I find it strange. Why did they choose me on this day? It seems that everything really caught me up, and the US planes stopped bombing when I was not here.

But after thinking about it, it quickly understood. Maybe it was because I came that the US planes rushed to bomb me.

Before I came, the puppet agents lurking inside the train station must have been waiting, because they knew. The road to the front line has not improved, which means that more and more materials will be stranded in Sanden. So they weren't in a hurry, they wanted to do it again when Sanden was piling up more substances.

But now I'm here. As soon as I arrived, I put the entire Sandeng railway station on full alert and began to carry out an emergency evacuation of materials near the train station. These puppet army agents saw that the situation was not good. If you don't do anything, you can't even catch a single 'hair', so you hurriedly summoned US planes to bomb "...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, I didn't think that I indirectly caused the bombing of Sanden by the US military.

I didn't have time to think about it when I looked at the few KPA soldiers who were sneaking 'around' and 'touching' close to the ditch, so I immediately raised the rifle in my hand and looked at them through the scope.

There were six of them, and the target was apparently a fork in the wagon. Because they were still walking in a group, but when they approached the fork, they divided into three groups of two, divided into three different directions, and approached the fork where the wagons were hidden. Their KPA uniforms kept them moving, and all the KPA soldiers were so focused on the bombed wagons that no one noticed them.

Are they agents of the puppet army? I'm still not sure. Maybe at this juncture. I could have taken the attitude that I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go, but then I hesitated. Because I thought about it a little. I'm a volunteer, they're a people's army, if they're not puppet agents, then maybe no one can protect me with these few shots, even the boss.

This is because such a wrongful killing is very likely to affect the friendship between China and the DPRK, cause contradictions between the Chinese Volunteers and the People's Army, and then endanger the entire Korean War.

So I don't dare to act rashly, and I plan to see the situation again, maybe they are just a few new recruits who have been blown up by enemy planes.

But I visually measured the distance between me and them, and with some reluctance, they would soon be out of my range.

After thinking about it, I immediately said to Xu Yongwei and Zhang Mingxue behind me, "Follow me!" He got up with his rifle in his hand and ran towards another high ground in front of him. That high ground is closer to the fork where the wagons are hidden, and the view is not obstructed by other high ground. Doing so will allow those suspected puppet agents to stay within my 'shooting' range.

Running all the way through the thick snow, I wondered what these people would do when they reached the fork if they were puppet agents.

Shouting at the plane

I don't think the pilots on the plane could hear their cries at all, let alone the KPA uniforms. Doing so doesn't seem to have any other effect than burning yourself.

Connecting with U.S. military pilots on the radio?

If they had the conditions and could have used the radio to get in touch with the US pilots in time, then they would not have had to run to the battlefield at all.

Run to the destination to destroy the camouflage?

This seems to be too inefficient and easy for KPA fighters to detect.

So what did they come up for? Send a signal "That's right, it's wolf smoke!" The wolf smoke that gave the pilot guidance to the target appeared in my mind, and I don't know how many times I had seen it in the weeping Yukage. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but secretly say that it was bad, originally I thought they were going to run into the fork, but now it seems that they only need to climb to the top of the mountain and throw the signal canister in their hands that can release a lot of black and green 'colored' smoke into the fork.

For the first time, I regretted that I hadn't shot those suspected puppet agents.

But it was too late to regret it, so I could only speed up my pace and run towards the high ground with all my strength, hoping to stop the American troops in time before they could send a signal.

One hundred meters!

The vigorous running made me gasp for air. The cold air was inhaled into my lungs without any cushion, making my breath feel as uncomfortable as pulling bellows. But I didn't care about so much, because I knew that maybe just a second, maybe just a second, it was very likely that those puppet agents would successfully guide the US planes to bomb the target.

Fifty meters!

Xu Yongwei and Zhang Mingxue were left far behind by me. I didn't wait for them, in fact I was at this time. I didn't have time to look back at them, I just knew to climb to the top as quickly as possible, and then use my rifle to kill all the puppet agents one by one. That's when I made up my mind that even if they were the People's Army, I would not hesitate to shoot at them!

It's getting closer, it's getting closer

Suddenly, there was a clear emptiness in front of me, and the first thing that came into my sight was the two KPA troops at the foot of the mountain, who were approaching the valley towards the chagou, so their backs were right in front of me. Without thinking, I raised my rifle in my hand and said, "Bang bang!" Two voices. The two KPA soldiers fell to the ground as soon as they fell. There seems to be something in his hand that has been thrown away by habitual 'sex'. I looked through the scope and saw that a long barrel was indeed a signal flare commonly used by the US military to guide pilots to targets.

At this time, I couldn't help but feel relieved and nervous.

Rest assured that you didn't kill the wrong person. Nervously, there are still two groups of puppet army agents, and as long as any one of them successfully throws the flare, the material in the fork is likely to be lost.

So I can't afford to miss!

But it wasn't easy for me. Because the other two groups of puppet agents were approaching the fork on either side, I couldn't see them at all, and I couldn't even determine which of them came out of the top of the hill first, so I had to point my guns at this hill for a while, and then at another hill"...

Eventually, a human head appeared on a high ground on the left, and I hurriedly aimed the crosshair at his head. But I didn't shoot, because I knew that they could do it by just hiding behind the ridge and dropping flares into the valley. The reason why they come out is to set a target. If I take out this guy in front of me with a single shot, there's a good chance that the other agent behind him won't show up.

So I just lay on the ground and waited, waiting."

The puppet soldier who walked in front stretched out his head and looked at the foot of the mountain, and made sure that it was the right target, so he 'drawn' the signal flare that was 'inserted' in his waist.

My index finger moved. But he endured it, because another puppet soldier still didn't show up. Finally, just as the puppet soldier was about to set off the flare, I saw another puppet soldier on the ridge. Actually, I still didn't see him, but I saw a little bit of hot air from his violent running...

"Bang!" The gun in my hand rang out.

I can't wait any longer, even for a second. Because the next second was when the puppet agent pulled off the flare.

As long as the flare is ignited, whether or not he throws the flare, it will attract the attention of the US pilot, and attract the bullets and bombs in patches.

A bullet with heat cut a faint straight line in the cold air, pointing directly at the puppet soldier's head. A bright red arrow of blood shot out from the back of the puppet's head, staining the snow-covered rocks behind him. He had a black 'hole' in his head, and his left hand rested on the string of the flare. At this moment, time had come to an end for him.

"Plop!" With a bang, I don't know if it was because the weather was too cold to freeze him, or because he didn't see his eyes, this guy fell to the ground after a long time after hitting him.

Almost as soon as he fell, the head of another puppet soldier popped up from the ridge. He wasn't slow to react either. When he saw his comrade lying in a pool of blood, he was about to retract his head, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't get faster than my bullets.

I'd pinned his position by the steam coming out of his mouth, so the front sight was already waiting for his head here!

The so-called sins of heaven are forgivable, but self-inflicted sins cannot be lived. This guy is slamming his head into the muzzle of my gun, so where is the reason to keep him alive. With a slight movement of my index finger, there was another "bang", and all I saw was a piece of blood, and the head was gone.

Finished dealing with the two puppet armies on this side. I hurriedly pointed my gun at another hill. The two puppet agents appeared right on the top of the mountain. He was watching in astonishment as his comrades had all fallen in a pool of blood. Without hesitation, I pulled the trigger on them, and with a "bang", the leader of the group fell down.

But just when I was about to shoot the second shot at the second puppet army, a 'flower' bullet suddenly hit the air in front of me!

"'Bastard'! Who are you? Before I could react, a pistol was already on my head, and a KPA soldier covered in blood yelled at me in Korean: "Hands up, you puppet agent!" Hearing this, I understood that this wounded KPA soldier must have witnessed me "killing" his "comrades-in-arms", so he was confused and instead regarded me as a puppet army agent.

Looking at the hill I was aiming at, the only remaining puppet agent had disappeared without a trace. I couldn't help but sigh: It's over! Unexpectedly, at this last moment, it fell short. The puppet agent only needed to pull off the flare and throw it away...,

Perhaps, I can also knock the flares thrown by the puppet agents into the air. But at this time, I had a Tokarev pistol on my head that could throw me away at any time!

Just when I stopped holding out any hope for it, something unexpected happened. A Mustang fighter flew over with a roar, and then only a boom was heard, and the top of the hill where the puppet army agent was located suddenly became a ball of flames.