Chapter 39: The Price of Victory

"Fuck ......" the Yankee in front of him scolded, and I knew it was because the sudden bright light made him blind with night vision devices.

But what alarmed him even more was that almost as the Yankee cursed, I jumped up from my lurking position and jumped onto the stump, and as the snow fell from my body, I had already found the heads of the two American soldiers in the snow-white light of the flares.

The two American soldiers suddenly heard my voice in front of them, and they couldn't help but raise their heads and look at me in horror. Their eyes are open, but they are disconnected and scattered. As snipers, they were not bad, and they could still open their eyes as best they could in this life-or-death situation, but apparently the irritation of the bright light of the flares had not subsided, so they couldn't see anything at all, including the muzzle of the black hole in their heads......

"Bang bang!" Without hesitation, I raised my pistol and pulled the trigger on their heads.

Blood exploded in the helmet, and the inertia of the bullet pushed the two heads in front of them back slightly, and then drooped downward, slamming down the snow like two lifeless stones, and the blood soon flowed down the helmet, staining the surrounding white.

The moment I fired the bullet, I could clearly feel the fear and panic in the eyes of the American soldiers. Even before they fell, I saw their eyes roll like dead fish!

I can feel how they feel in their hearts, a second ago they were the masters of the world, shooting their prey in the night like a god, but in the blink of an eye they saw that the enemy was in front of them, and they had fallen into the infinite darkness, and they would never see the light again......

That's when I realized that I had never pulled the trigger at such a close distance, looking almost face-to-face in the eyes of the enemy, and it was also pulling the trigger on two enemies who were completely incapable of resisting.

If it was before, I think I would be stunned by this scene in front of me, but now I don't feel it.

No fear! I didn't have to bear it!

I only thought in my heart that this was far from enough to repay the blood debt of my comrades who died at their guns, and I wanted to shoot them a few more times!

Before I could squat down and take off the equipment on the two American soldiers, two soldiers suddenly jumped up, quickly cut off the back straps on the American soldiers with the military spurs in their hands, and then carried them away with their bags and guns.

Taking advantage of this time, I raised my pistol and flew through the positions of all the American snipers on the battlefield. One, two, three, four, five, none less and one did not miss one, and in each sniper position, several fighters rushed forward with guns in their hands.

Seeing this, I nodded with satisfaction, the soldiers are worthy of being trained sharpshooters, their positions are all very accurate, and they also cooperate with each other very well, and they can achieve such a perfect division of labor and cooperation without the intercommunication of walkie-talkies.

Gunshots, screams......

Suddenly, the battlefield was full of volunteer soldiers running towards the enemy's position. Of course, there were still a few American soldiers who were fighting everywhere with guns, but they could not pose any threat to our army at all, and the soldiers took them out with a few shots.

"Retreat!" I shouted at the soldiers.

In fact, this time we only need to grab a set of night vision devices for the US military to complete the mission, but I have a little selfishness. Because I think that keeping an extra set of night vision devices in the hands of the US military will be more dangerous to our army. If our army grabs an extra set of equipment, it will be less threatening, and at the same time, it can better deal with snipers equipped with night vision devices in the US military.

So I took advantage of this mission to expand my goals, so that the fighters could grab all the equipment, and everything was going well so far.

The movement on this side obviously alarmed the US troops on the other side, and the shouting and scolding and footsteps of the US troops were soon heard on the opposite side. At this time, there was a sudden strange roar of cannonballs in the sky, and then only a loud sound of "boom ......" was heard, and one after another shells exploded on the enemy's hilltop position in time and accurately!

"Retreat! Fall back! I returned to my hiding position, picked up my rifle, and shouted at the soldiers behind me waving my hand, but the sound of the cannon muffled my shouting so much that I couldn't hear it myself.

Some U.S. snipers are lurking in the rear, and the fighters have a relatively long distance to rush up, so it is inevitable that a few people will fall behind.

At this time, four fighters rushed to the position of the last group of American snipers. They are all sharpshooters selected from the army, and they hate these American snipers to the core, where will they show mercy to their subordinates, and they knocked those two snipers down in the snow with a few shots, and the blood stained the snow red in an instant. But the warriors did not retreat and continued to rush forward to retrieve the enemy's equipment.

"Danger! Hurry up and retreat! "I shouted at them, but the soldiers couldn't hear me at all because of the rumbling of the cannons, and they still braved the artillery fire to approach the enemy's position.

It was too close to the enemy's hilltop position, and I was worried that they would be accidentally injured by shrapnel from the mountaintop. We've already grabbed eight of the enemy's kits, and there's no need to risk the last two.

But fortunately, the soldiers are all veterans, and they have never seen such a scene, so they all lowered their bodies and quickly ran to the corpse of the American sniper, grabbed the equipment in three or two and ran back.

But then one of the warriors suddenly straightened up, fell to the ground, and rolled down the slope.

At first I thought he had tripped over something, but when I saw the bloodshed along the way, I realized that it wasn't what I thought it was.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart, and secretly said that if I explained more before acting, and only asked to kill the enemy if I was too far away, then I would not let the soldiers sacrifice under their own shells at this time.

But after a while, another soldier rolled in a pool of blood, which made me realize that the fighters were not wounded by shrapnel, but that there were enemy snipers on the position.

The reason is very simple, the time interval between the fall of the first fighter and the second fighter is the time when the rifle is aimed and fired, and shrapnel injuries cannot be so regular.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly leaned down, raised the sniper rifle in my hand, and looked through the scope at the snow behind the soldiers.

There was no one, and the snow was illuminated by flares, and it became extremely glaring.

There should be only one enemy in the enemy, and while looking at the position in front of me, I thought: If it were two people, I am afraid that there would be no one left of the four fighters just now. And the gun used by the enemy should be an M1 rifle without a night vision device installed, otherwise his eyesight would not have recovered so quickly.

You know, even if you can see something after a minute when your eyes are stimulated by a bright light, it's still a blur, and it's hard to hit the target one by one even at such a close distance.

The only two remaining fighters ran towards me with their equipment in their hands, and without warning, another one collapsed in a pool of blood. His corpse slid on the sloping snow for a while, and came to a stop right next to me. A few wisps of blood with heat burst out and sprinkled on my face, making my heart feel fierce, and my teeth gurgle.

I didn't stretch out my hand to wipe the blood away, I didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, and I still watched the snow in front of me with all my attention. Because I knew I had to kill this guy, or else our whole army would probably fall under this guy's gun one by one.

There were no gunshots, no sparks, and no smoke.

Artillery fire, the glow of flares, and snow all over the ground obscured everything. I struggled to find a little bit of black in the snow white in front of me. Because I know that at such a close distance, the slightest muzzle of a black hole can tell me where the enemy is. But unfortunately, I nervously searched twice and still didn't see anything.

My eyes tingled, and I couldn't help but close my eyes and shift my gaze to the comrade who died beside me. It's okay not to look at it, but I can't help but be stunned when I look at it, and then I realize that the part of the soldier's injury is in the left rib and not in the back!

Then I understood why I couldn't show the enemy just now, because the enemy was not behind the warriors at all, but on the right......

I hurriedly turned my gun into the snow to the right, just in time to see a black hole pointed at me, and something seemed to flash in the light of the flares. I didn't have time to think about it, I didn't have time to aim, so I pulled the trigger at the light.

"Bang bang bang......" I shot all the bullets in the chamber in one go, and the eight bullets were evenly shot around the flash.

At this time, I didn't dare to pay attention to what every bullet killed an enemy, or what the hit rate was. Whether or not we can kill this enemy is not only related to myself, but also to the lives of the entire army, and even whether or not this mission can be successfully completed.

As it turned out, I was right, one of the bullets hit my opponent, and the white in front of me quickly revealed a bright red.

I did not dare to linger long, nor did I have time to check if the opponent was dead or to shoot him again, we had to return to the position before our artillery fire was over and the enemy reinforcements climbed up to the top of the hill......

So without saying a word, I carried the soldier who had died beside me and ran towards my position.

For the corpses of my comrades-in-arms, the equipment of the US army is a fart, so I chose to carry my comrades-in-arms instead of the equipment without the slightest hesitation. But when he carried him on his back, he was still clutching the backpack of the US military when he was dying, and the gun of the US military with night vision devices was also on his back. It made him heavy, and the snow was so soft that I got a deep pit with every foot I stepped on.

He clutched the backpack so tightly that I took the time to kick it backwards, but I still couldn't kick it away. When the soldiers saw that I was lagging behind, they turned back to help, which made me even more anxious, and I did not want to let the whole army return to the position in a hurry because I was alone.

Thinking that I didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, I ran forward a few steps with all my strength, and then jumped hard, and sat on the snow when I fell back to the ground. Then there was a "sizzle" and it slid all the way down the snow-covered slope......

There was a whirring sound in my ears, and the cold wind kept pouring into my mouth and nose, only blowing so that I couldn't breathe. I was lucky, perhaps thanks to the fire coverage of Wang Xianru and the artillery, I didn't hit a mine all the way. Of course, if it weren't for hitting a stake while approaching the foot of the mountain, and falling in front of the warriors with a lot of face, it would have been perfect.

Perhaps due to the insufficient reserves of shells, the sound of artillery slowly thinned out. After all, during the day, in order to blow up the barbed wire artillery, the artillery had already consumed a batch of shells, so it was understandable that the lack of stamina at this time was not enough, and the flares gradually lost their brightness and fell on the side of the mountain, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

Merely...... We've just run to the bottom of the mountain!

"Commander, how's it going? Hurt? ”

I was lying in the snow and was being smashed, and Yang Zhenshan and others followed. Without saying a word, the two warriors rushed up and carried me up the hill on their left and right, and the other warriors did not forget to carry the sacrificed warrior and their backpacks. The group ran up the hill like crazy.

"Pounce ......" With a few soft sounds, several flares hit the air again, exposing us to the light in an instant!

I secretly said something wrong, knowing that these flares were fired by the American troops, and that we were already exposed to the enemy's guns at this time, and they only needed to set up a few machine guns......

Thinking of this, I quickly broke free from the hands of the two fighters on the left and right, loaded the rifle as fast as I could, and then aimed at the rear. But then it was very helpless to see that we were in the light of flares, and the enemy's hilltop position was pitch black—another situation in which the enemy was dark and I was clear!

"Hit!" At this critical moment, a shout suddenly came from our position, followed by the sound of gunfire, a bullet flew towards the enemy's position with a sharp whistle, and a mortar shell accurately exploded a barrage on the enemy's hill, and in an instant, the enemy's position was smashed into snow powder and shrapnel, and the enemy could not raise his head.

"Good guys!" I quickly realized that it was Zhang Xiaoxiao who pulled the troops up and suppressed the enemy's fire in time.

So he didn't dare to think about it, leaned his rifle on his back, and climbed to the top of the mountain with the soldiers almost hand and foot.

"Retreat! Withdraw to the pit! "As soon as I reached the top of the mountain, I couldn't wait to shout to the soldiers.

The soldiers did not dare to fight, so they divided a dozen people to help us carry the backpacks and carry the corpses, so they each put away their rifles and mortars and ran like a tide towards the anticline.

"Woo......" There was a strange roar in the sky, and the enemy shells finally came.

The earth-shattering cannon rang out again, and waves of heat poured in from all directions, and shrapnel flew everywhere with a sharp whistling sound mixed with snow powder. We didn't dare to stop for the slightest, nor did we dare to see if there were any soldiers behind us, so we just ran forward vigorously. At this time, it is superfluous to talk about any help and cooperation, because there is no manpower to resist these shells, and all help and cooperation will be ruthlessly torn to pieces by them.

The shells followed us all the way, sometimes exploding right in front of us. We don't know how many deadly shrapnel there were in those barrages, but even so, we gritted our teeth and rushed into the barrage. Because we know very well the power of the American artillery fire, if we stay on the top of this mountain for a few more seconds, I am afraid that we will not be able to find a single bone in the future......

Eventually, with a light foot, we had run into the anti-slope, and the warriors breathed a sigh of relief and split into several parts into the nearby tunnel.

In the tunnel, pine oil lamps were lit, and in the dim light, all our soldiers were blackened by the smoke of the shells, and the camouflage that was originally white was now black and white.

The cannon outside the tunnel still rumbled, and the soldiers gasped for breath inside. It took a while for the fighters to laugh and hug each other. No matter who it is, no matter what official position it is, or which unit it belongs to, they all hug each other tightly. Some shook each other's heads affectionately, some held each other's hands tightly, and some punched each other hard......

Those who have never wrestled on the battlefield will never understand the comrades-in-arms of the soldiers who help each other, trust each other, and cover each other in their lives.

At this time, there is only one sentence in our hearts: on the battlefield, the only people we can trust are our comrades-in-arms, because they are the people who trust us with our lives.

After more than ten minutes, the sound of American artillery gradually thinned out.

"Captain!" Wang Yuehan stood next to him and screamed softly, his face was not very good-looking, and his military uniform was stained with blood.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but be stunned, and hurriedly asked, "What about Company Commander Fan?" What happened to his troops? ”

Wang Yuehan gritted his teeth and replied with difficulty: "Company Commander Fan's troops have sacrificed a total of twelve people and injured three, and the sacrifices also include Company Commander Fan!" ”

"What? Company Commander Fan ......, "I can't help but think of Company Commander Fan's casual smile again.

I know very well that the moment Company Commander Fan accepted the order, he knew that this time he would be more than lucky to go to the battlefield, but his expression was still so relaxed. What does it mean to be high-spirited, talk and laugh to death, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that!

Looking at the backpacks that the soldiers were carrying from the U.S. military, and then looking at the carbines equipped with night vision devices, I couldn't help but feel a little helpless. Company Commander Fan's troops, my troops, and Zhang Xiaoxiao's troops, the casualties were only several times that of the eleven snipers in the US army.

And all of this is for the pile of night vision devices in front of you......

This is the price of victory!