Chapter 24: Sniping

Chapter 24: Sniping

When a head suddenly popped out from behind the ridge and set up a rifle, I didn't shoot it right away, but carefully watched the weapon in his hand in the scope for a while. Because I know that this opportunity is precious to me, and if I don't grasp it, it will not only be a pity, but it will probably end up being a martyr under the enemy's gun.

It wasn't until I saw in the scope that the weapon in his hand was indeed a sniper rifle, and I could be sure that he was a sniper from the way he 'shot' it, that I pulled the trigger sharply.

There was a "bang" of gunshot, and a bullet spun out of the rifle's chamber with a whistling sound. Then, in the aperture of the scope, I could clearly see that the sniper had his head tilted up and fell into the mountains.

I didn't see his body, I didn't see where the bullet hit him, only a beret was lifted high and slowly fell towards the bottom of the mountain. But I was sure he was dead, because before he fell, I saw a flash of blood, which meant that the bullet had hit him.

The area where he 'exposed' the mountain was not large, only above the eye, so if I hit him, it seemed doomed to him to have no hope of survival.

But for some reason, I suddenly had a feeling of uneasiness in my heart, as if it was all too easy. It's like thinking that the opponent was a tiger, only to find out that he was a sick cat.

This uneasiness made me not let my guard down because of this sudden victory, but moved my rifle to quickly observe the enemy's position. Suddenly, he noticed that something seemed to be moving in the mound at the top of the mountain, and hurriedly turned over and hid in the roots of the tree......

There was a "bang" of gunshots, and I only felt a burning on my face, and the bullet scraped against my face, scratching a wound the thickness of a little finger on my face, and the heat on the bullet burned me as if I had been pricked.

The good guy 'touched' the scars on his face, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat with fright. It's me who is too careless, there are so many people in our cold gun unit, and of course there can't be only one sniper in the US military. He clearly intended to make me think that the other snipers were him, maybe he deliberately 'handed over' the other snipers and waited patiently for a while, and he ......

He's been hiding in a mound on the top of the hill, and I don't know when he hid there

By the way, I quickly remembered that when the first American troops came up, they built a foxhole on the top of the hill, and I think he hid in the mound at that time, and he just had to lie on the ground while we weren't looking, and then let the American troops who were building the fortifications cover him with dirt

It's a good method, no wonder I searched several times and couldn't find any clues. And also took advantage of the fact that I had just knocked out a sniper who might have let my guard down, but fortunately I wasn't fooled, and fortunately he had to adjust the direction of the rifle when he aimed at me, which allowed me to dodge in time, otherwise the bullet would not have been a scar on my face, but a 'hole' in my head......

The situation at this time was obviously extremely unfavorable for me, because I had already 'exposed' my position. The guy must have locked on to all the places around me that could be around me by this point, and once I popped up, I was sure there would be a bullet waiting for me outside

What to do?

As I've thought before, I'm condescending, but I can't change positions because the slopes and warriors are so scattered from each other. And it is obviously useless to change positions. Not to mention whether I can escape the pursuit of the American snipers by running out with a gun, even if I successfully change my position and watch me run into another bunker under the enemy's nose, the result seems to be the same, I will still be locked by the opponent, but in a different environment.

I took a few deep breaths and tried to target the location where he was hiding, sticking out my gun and head to fight. If he's still in that position, I'm going to do it to see who reacts faster. But after thinking about it, I finally held back.

There's no way he's in that position, and fools know he's definitely shifted his lurking position. One is that under this kind of advantage, it is impossible for him to give me a chance to fight for my life. Second, he clearly knew that there were many cold gunners of the Volunteer Army on our anti-slope position, and if he did not change his position, it would undoubtedly give the soldiers of the cold gun unit a chance to shoot him. After all, the fighters of the Cold Gun Unit are not blind, they also have a fairly high level of sniping, and it is impossible to let go of such an obvious target

"Bang Bang ......"

With the sound of gunshots one after another, there was a miserable snort from the anticline position. My heart also twitched for a while, because I knew that it was the US snipers who were 'shooting' and killing the soldiers of the cold-gun unit one by one.

When he was hiding in the mound, he had been watching from the sidelines, and silently noted the location of each soldier of the Cold Gun Unit. At this time, while locking on to me, you only need to use a little bit of 'essence' to 'shoot' at the recorded position to kill the warrior in the recorded position.

The U.S. Rangers also became active again because of the lack of fire suppression by the cold-gun troops, and the machine guns and mortars roared on the 305 position again, and the bullets and shells rained down on Hu Biao's first battalion of troops, only to make the blood and 'flesh' on the position fly sideways, screaming and screaming

The situation on the battlefield suddenly took a 180-degree turn, and the cold-gun troops of the Volunteer Army were desperately pressing the American rangers, and they were powerless to fight back. I also seemed to have an advantage in the sniper duel, and the snipers who were waiting for the US military to be very relaxed and comfortable couldn't help but 'sexually' violently 'exposed' the target. But suddenly, there was such a dramatic turn on the battlefield.

All the advantages of our army have become 'lost' after I made the wrong judgment just now, and I fired a wrong shot rashly. Only at this moment, all the advantages fell to the side of the American army.

Bullets were fired at our positions, shells exploded at our soldiers, soldiers died under the enemy's guns, and soldiers from cold-gun units died under the guns of American snipers.

What can I do? There's a gun out there aimed at me, there's a bullet waiting for me, and as soon as I pop up, it will soon take my 'life' and add Cui Wei's name to the death list.

But am I just watching the soldiers die one by one and be indifferent? Is it just like watching the fruits of victory so easily taken away by the enemy?

No, absolutely not

Not only am I a sniper, but I am also the commander of this battle, and I must not give up, I must not admit defeat. If I give up and admit defeat, then the cold gun troops, as well as my 538th regiment, will be all over.

What I need now is calm, what I need is thinking

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but close my eyes, trying not to pay attention to the casualties of the soldiers in front of me, trying not to think about the one-sided situation on the battlefield at this time, and concentrating all my 'spirits' on how to get myself out of the predicament in front of me.

Do you want to go out and fight for it? This obviously doesn't work, there are obviously a lot of American troops on Heights 305, and I can't tell which one is what I'm trying to solve...... Even if I could, even if I had the sharp eyes of a monkey, and recognized him among many American troops like Tang Bohu's autumn fragrance, at that time, I was afraid that his bullet would have already pierced my head.

Although at this time, I would prefer to die under the guns of the enemy without having to face all this, I know that this still does not solve the problem. I can't run away, I have to face it

Since it can't be fought out of the head, there is only ......

Thinking of this, I suddenly became clever, and I turned over and looked at the trunk of the tree leaning behind me, this is a pine tree, a pine tree that no one can hold. His trunk was strong, and even though the first half was broken by a cannonball, the roots of the lower part were still clinging to the ground, and he still seemed unwilling to leave the land where he was born and raised.

I pulled out the thorns and dug into the trunk a few times, but unfortunately the pine trees were hard, especially the section near the roots, which was as hard as stone. That's why people always like to make furniture out of pine, and I think, even if I could dig it out, I'm afraid the battle would be over by then. Maybe...... It wasn't necessarily that my hair was gray at that time.

So I 'groped' a little to the side and roots of it, and sure enough, the emperor paid off, and I found a 'hole' in a tree slightly to the left. In other words, it is not a tree 'hole', but its thick roots protrude high, forming a curved 'hole' in the scorched earth. But what made me a little uncomfortable was that the 'hole' wasn't very big, it didn't seem to be big enough for me to get into, and it was ...... I don't know if the end of the 'hole' is open when I get in

But at this time, I didn't care about that much at all, and used all the equipment on my body as fast as I could, dry food bags, grenades, cotton clothes, and cotton 'pants'...... Even the pistol that never left his body was untied, and he kept a pair of long 'trousers' and a riding jacket that were very popular in this era.

Of course, stabs and magazines are still necessary, and I don't want to dig into the 'hole' in the tree and find that it doesn't work, and I have to use my fingernails to pick them open or dig into them, and when I lift my rifle, I find that there are no bullets......

Before I got in, I poked my rifle into it, and found that the 'hole' was 'quite deep', and seeing that this length was not much worse even if the other end was not passed, I first put the rifle in, and then squeezed it desperately into it.

As soon as I got into the 'hole', the sound of gunfire around me quickly faded down. And it was so dark that I couldn't see anything in the 'cave', and I felt as if I had entered a paradise, and the blood, smoke, and death outside were far away from me. Of course, I knew very well that I hadn't escaped from that world, because my lower body was still outside the 'hole' feeling the strong wind from the bullets flying by.

At this point, I realized why ostriches like to bury their heads in the sand when they are in danger. If you can't see those dangers, you won't be afraid

At first, it was quite smooth, but the more you got inside, the narrower it became, and at this point I really wished I had some time to lose weight. This is not? A tree root as thick as an arm in this 'hole' protrudes here and there, and I have to squeeze into it like a python. When the roots scraped over my back, abdomen, and arms, it hurt so much that even the 'flesh' of the belt was 'rubbing' down. I think it's the most intense, deepest, and most eco-friendly massage I've ever had......

It hurts, but I don't dare to be slow at all. Because I know that every minute and every second at this time means a life to the outside world. So even though my whole body was already scarred, I still desperately supported and kicked in with my hands and feet......

Finally, a few minutes later, I realized that my rifle had hit the end of the 'hole' in the tree. I didn't think about it, I waved the thorn of my right hand and dug into the hard part in front of me. After digging a few times, I felt that this was too slow, so I simply dragged the rifle up, stepped back a little with difficulty, raised the gun to shine into the darkness in front of me, and "bang-bang......" and wiped out all the bullets in the chamber in one go

God, the sound of the gunfire in the 'hole' in the tree made my ears buzz all the time, but fortunately, a few sharp swords of light shone through the darkness in front of me, and several irregular bullet holes appeared in front of me.

I reloaded the rifle with a magazine as fast as I could, and continued to 'shoot' at the bullet holes in front of me. With these bullet holes and light as a guide, this time the bullets I fired had a target, and the bullet holes were arranged in a rough circle in front of me very regularly.

Of course, this circle is not very round. This is not to blame for my inaccurate marksmanship, but because since I was a child, the circles I drew always looked a bit like squares, and the squares I drew always turned round. That's why my math teacher always reminded me, "Classmates, you just have to think about the square when you draw a circle, and think about the circle when you draw a square."

I have to admit that what I was thinking about was squares, and it seems that my math teacher did not lie to me

But who cares?

I loaded my rifle with a bayonet, and then stabbed at the pile of bullet holes in front of me, which I don't know if they were square or round, and in a few moments I opened a hole the size of a bowl. The sound of gunfire entered my eardrums again, and the smoke of gunpowder poured in through the hole, and I returned to the brutal battlefield again

It should be said that at this time, my horizon was still very small, because I had no room to move, and my whole person was stuck in this narrow tree 'hole'. I can only see the outside of the 'hole' the size of the bowl in front of me, but this is an excellent sniper position. Because the entrance of this 'hole' is right opposite the 305 Heights, and the condescending position is facing the top position of the 305 Heights. So even though the hole is small, I can see everything on Heights 305 through it.

And, more importantly, the tree 'holes' are a good cover for me to shoot. Because not only does it contain most of the gunfire, but it also digests all the smoke......

So here I can observe the American troops on the hilltop position below with great confidence. One by one, the U.S. soldiers clearly appeared in my scope, and their movements, their expressions, and their arrogance were all 'exposed' in my eyes. But none of them are what I am looking for, I am looking for someone, and only after I have eliminated him can I turn my attention to them with confidence......

Suddenly, my eyes lingered on a U.S. soldier wearing a net helmet. He hid himself well, digging a human-shaped pit in the ground to make himself parallel to the ground level, and the camouflage suit on his body and the net helmet on his head were well connected with the earth and stones beside him. If it weren't for the smoke from the muzzle of his gun when he fired it, I would have barely spotted him

He gave me the impression that he was like a rattlesnake hidden in the desert, which at first glance looked like a desert, but once he stepped forward, it would give you a fatal blow

The so-called once I was bitten by a snake, I was afraid of a well snake for ten years, and after the lesson just now, this time I didn't shoot easily. Because I'm not sure if he's the guy I'm looking for, I don't want to repeat the mistake I made last time.

So I looked elsewhere for a while, and soon spotted two other snipers hiding in the shadows. But those two snipers gave me the impression that they were a big cut from this sniper in terms of movement and concealment. So I quickly turned my attention to the viper again.

At this point, he turned his gun in my direction, and I was finally sure that he was the one I was looking for. Because it's also very difficult for a master like him to find an opponent, and I can certainly be called his opponent.

So...... There's no way he's going to give me up to someone else

So, of course, he was the one who locked me up

So I didn't hesitate anymore, waiting at this time would mean losing the opportunity, and I was about to aim the crosshair at his head

Sure enough, he seemed to have sensed my murderous aura, or rather, the danger from my direction, which may be a sniper's sixth sense......

In my scope, he took his eyes off the scope and raised his head slightly, looking in my direction with a confused face, as if unable to understand how I had done it.

It was a short time, and the next second he immediately thought of rolling and running away, but it was already too late. With a flick of my index finger, there was a muffled sound in the 'hole' in the tree, and a bullet whistled towards the American soldier with all my hatred and a sense of pleasure of success

The bullet hit his head a second before he rolled, so much so that he rolled to the right side when his brain burst, and then his whole body writhed back and forth with inertia a few times before he didn't move again.

This fully tells me that whether it is a master or a rookie, when their head hits a bullet, the result is the same