Chapter 226: Sniper

Chapter 226: Sniper

"Watch out for the houses," I yelled at the soldiers.

My soldiers had also used the method of breaking through the side walls to get closer to the enemy on the battlefield, and when I was reminded that they didn't know what was going to happen, they immediately aimed their guns at the houses on both sides.

After two gunshots, ......two Vietnamese agents who had just leaned out of the house fell under my gun, and the battle began.

The gunfire soon rang out, and in an instant the enemy and the enemy were in a frenzy, and everywhere there was the screeching of bullets as they flew, and grenades, rockets, and recoilless guns exploded all around us, and the road, which was only a few meters wide, was filled with smoke and scorching flames.

Obviously, this is the last 'wave' offensive that the Vietnamese army will launch against us, because the Vietnamese agents are also well aware that our reinforcements will arrive soon, and they will not have any more chances at that time. But it is precisely because of this that their 'wave' attack will come particularly fiercely, because this will be his final blow.

Of course, the soldiers did not sit idly by under the offensive of the Vietnamese army, and each of them 'operated' all kinds of weapons in their hands and fired a shuttle bullet in the direction of the Vietnamese army agents.

It's just that the enemy is in the dark, and the Vietnamese agents have civilian houses to cover, and the smoke on the battlefield makes it impossible to see their location at all. However, our army was in the middle of the road, not only did it have no place to hide, but it was also clearly reflected by the firelight. Therefore, the situation on the battlefield is very unfavorable for our army.

With a "boom", a shell exploded on our defense line, and several soldiers were immediately lifted into the air by the powerful air current, and then fell heavily.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a pang in my heart, these soldiers are all members of the special reconnaissance team. Although the number of special reconnaissance groups is small, it is undoubtedly the backbone of this force, but now it is suffering a large number of casualties.

"It's not okay to go on like this" I couldn't help gritting my teeth, with the current way of fighting of the Vietnamese army agents, Bacheng does not plan to go back, according to the casualty rate of our army, even if our reinforcements arrive...... I'm afraid that the Vietnamese army still has time to blow up the radar.

I put my rifle on the side of the car, and after knocking out two Vietnamese soldiers through layers of smoke, I shouted to the people of my hometown next to me: "Commander of the sixth company, immediately organize fire to blow up those two houses for me."

It is obvious that those two houses are the support of the Vietnamese agents, the key to the superiority of the Vietnamese agents in this battle, and they are also their hiding places, as long as we can blow up the two houses on the left and the right, the Vietnamese offensive will also collapse.

"Yes," the villager replied, waved his hand, transferred a few bazookas, and 'shot' his hand, and as soon as the villager gave the order, the five rockets went straight to the house where the Vietnamese army was hiding. With a series of explosions, a small half of the house on the right was immediately destroyed.

"Then fight" I yelled at the bazooka shooter, "Aim for the first floor, blow up that shit"

The "whooshing ......" whistle was followed by a roar, and as the foundation of the first floor wall was blown up, the three-story brick house on the right side collapsed like overturned building blocks, and the firepower of the Vietnamese army was much smaller in an instant.

"Good"

"Well played"

……

It is said that from the very beginning of this battle, the Vietnamese army agents took the lead and kept pressing us to fight, and it was only then that the soldiers let out a vicious breath.

"What are you doing in a daze?" I didn't just cheer like the other fighters, but yelled at the bazooka shooters: "Keep fighting, blow up the houses on the left."

"Yes," the fighters replied, loading the rocket launchers as fast as they could, and aimed at the target on the left.

Victory is just around the corner, I can't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief when I see this, our troops are all equipped with Type 69 bazookas, that is, the new 40 with much more power, plus the houses in this village are either wooden houses or brick houses, so as long as we bombard a few more times, it is not difficult to knock down the houses on the left.

Obviously, the tide of the battle has changed at this point, and the current Vietnamese agents will either continue to hide in the houses and be killed by us in the house, or they will walk to the middle of the road to fight us to the death, as we did. As for whether there are still our people in those houses...... At this time, we don't even have the question of whether we can save our 'life', so we don't have the heart to think about it at all.

This can't blame us, if our sacrifice can save the lives of those people, I believe that the soldiers are willing to exchange their lives for the people, and we are soldiers to protect the lives of the people, right? When we fight on the front line, we are actually exchanging our lives for the safety of the people. But the problem is that even if we sacrifice, we can't save their lives, so if we sacrifice ourselves because we care about them, we can only use the word "pedantic".

"Whoosh...... sound of rockets flying out again, but this time it was different from the last time, because I was surprised to find that it was the moment the rocket 'fired'...... The "shooters" who fired the rockets had already fallen in a pool of blood.

sniper

The word quickly came to my mind, and I also knew that the other party was not just a sniper, but also a master of snipers.

Obviously, this sniper had already had the opportunity to 'shoot' and kill our army's bazooka 'shooters', but he did not do it lightly, but waited until the moment when they pulled the trigger to 'shoot' the rockets, and then fired one after another and killed three bazooka 'shooters' in one breath, and the remaining bazooka 'shooter' escaped because he dodged the fallen soldier and deflected his head.

In the blink of an eye, four shots fired in quick succession and three hits, all of which were shot in the head, was enough to prove the sniper's strength. Why did he wait until the moment the rocket 'fired' to do it? I had the deepest experience of this, because the smoke and fire produced by the rocket fire had completely obscured the traces of the Vietnamese sniper's fire, making me like a blind man who could not grasp the slightest clue about him......

It was clear that he sensed my presence and deliberately chose to do it at this moment.

It was a very helpless feeling, he had a clear grasp of our situation and I didn't know anything about him, even though he had killed three of our soldiers, and I only knew that there was such an opponent.

In this sniper duel, I was on the back foot from the start.

The hometown people couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this situation, and then gritted their teeth and waved to the soldiers behind them: "Up"

"Come back" I stopped the warriors who were about to rush forward in time, I knew that the people of my hometown meant to do this, he wanted to trade the life of the warrior for the opportunity to kill my opponent, but I was unwilling to do so. It's not that I'm reckless, it's that I'm not willing to sacrifice my brother because I don't have the ability to snipe at my opponent......

"Don't worry," I calmly ordered over the radio: "Our reinforcements will arrive at any time, and now it should be the Vietnamese army and not us who are in a hurry."

Before, it was because the Vietnamese army had an overall advantage, but after a house was destroyed by our army, the Vietnamese army was no longer able to form a two-sided attack on us, so we just had to wait and wait for the Vietnamese army to attack......

As expected, after a while, the Vietnamese soldiers could not hold their breath, and in the darkness I saw groups of Vietnamese soldiers rushing out of the houses and 'touching' us under the cover of obstacles.

But I didn't shoot, because the person I was waiting for hadn't shown up yet.

Where would he be hiding? I looked through the sniper scope at the row of houses in front of me, there were so many places to hide, those walls were full of holes that had been punched by bullets and shells, and it seemed that the other party only needed to find a random gun of about the same size as a good sniper position, so at first glance it seemed that there was no clue.

Eventually, however, I found a suspicion, and it was a window, a closed window.

If it is not strange that a closed window is usually closed, it may also mean that there will be no snipers behind it, but at this time it is a strange thing, the first thing the Vietnamese army should do when they occupy those houses should be to open the windows and 'shoot' at us, so a closed window, especially a bowl-sized bullet 'hole' in that window, is enough to attract my attention.

So I didn't think much about it, I raised my rifle and aimed at the 'hole', imagining the posture and position of the opponent in my mind, and then designed a few points based on these, I planned to kill all the bullets in the magazine in one go, and be sure to kill the opponent under the gun in one go......

Then I regretted it when I fired the first bullet, the opponent had behaved so 'shrewdly' before, how could he make such an obvious mistake at this time, was this a trap deliberately left by the opponent? This is the trap he used to yin* me to shoot?

Almost at the same time, there was a sudden sound in the house that had been destroyed by our army's bazooka, and my heart sank, knowing that I was thinking right, that this was indeed a trap he had laid.

I wanted to turn the gun on my target immediately, but I knew it was too late, as long as he moved his index finger...... This is where my life comes to an end

I've got to admit that I've never lost so badly. This opponent is also a terrible opponent, he seems to know me very well, and can even set a perfect trap for my 'sexual' personality and habits, and I don't know anything about him......

It's just strange to me that time passed minute by minute, and the other party never pulled the trigger.

What is he waiting for? I do not know.