Chapter 17: The Trap

Chapter 17: The Trap

I hesitated as I ran out of the stone I had used to hide. Because I always feel that the master lurking on the 902.8 high ground on the other side is watching me all the time.

He didn't make a shot, that's for sure. Because if he makes a move, 1 rifle can fire eight shots in a row, and if the action is fast, only that master can make Hu Biao and them suffer more than half of the casualties.

He didn't make a move because I was his target, and he didn't want to miss any chance to snipe me. The artillery shells and machine gun bullets fired by our army, as well as the retreating figure of Hu Biao and his party, may be able to 'confuse' and 'confuse' the eyes of other snipers in the US army, but they will never be able to deceive that master.

On the battlefield, a sniper who can snipe an enemy is far more attractive than killing dozens of ordinary soldiers.

So I think his crosshair must still be on the rock I'm hiding.

At this time, it was me who was in an awkward position, and if I did not flee, it would mean that I would have to wait here for the enemy's artillery fire. If you escape...... The master concentrated all his 'essence' on me, locked onto the rock where I was hiding, and I was not sure to escape from his gun.

There was a crater not far behind me, and I could avoid a small hill by jumping into it and rolling to the side, and then I could get into the corner of my opponent's 'shot'. It may only take two seconds to complete this move, but I'm sure it's entirely possible for my opponent to kill me in just two seconds.

While I was in a dilemma, a withdrawn volunteer happened to run past the rock where I was hiding. Realizing that this was my only chance, I gritted my teeth and rushed out in front of the fighter.

I hope this soldier's figure can block the view of the American sniper, I hope he doesn't notice me at this moment, but things don't always work out as planned. With two gunshots, the soldier behind him suddenly froze, and two bullets with blood whizzed past me.

A shot flew between my jaw and neck, and I could even feel the air flow as the bullet swirled, and a few drops of water sprayed onto my face. Then I quickly realized that it was not a drop of water, but the blood of the warrior behind me.

Another shot passed through my cotton coat, and I ran with a wide cotton coat that swept back slightly, and the bullet went in and out of the other end. I only felt someone behind me pulling my clothes, and after being 'messing' on the battlefield for so long, of course I wouldn't think it was a ghost.

Obviously, the volunteer soldier behind me did block the view of the American sniper, and the American sniper tried to use his bullet to penetrate the body of the volunteer soldier and hit me, but both bullets missed. I think that at this time, the rifle in the hand of the American sniper should have exactly two bullets, because the M1 rifle cannot add bullets halfway, so he can only shoot two rounds. Otherwise, I'd probably be beaten into a hornet's nest on the spot.

I didn't stop because I knew that a well-trained sniper would be able to change magazines in the blink of an eye. So at that moment, I didn't dare to hesitate at all, because I knew that hesitation meant death. So he threw himself into the crater with unabated momentum, and then rolled neatly in the direction of the small hill on the left......

At the moment of rolling, I turned my attention to the volunteer soldier behind me who had been hit, covered in blood, and had just collapsed.

I hurt him

That's a quote I can think of at the time, though in the eyes of the other warriors, no one could see what his death had to do with me. But I knew in my heart that if I didn't rush out while he came up and didn't use him as cover, then the American sniper would still not shoot, and he would not die.

I had to do it, not that he should die for me, but I thought about something else, and if I didn't, I might have died. If I die, the American snipers will go on a killing spree because the pressure has greatly decreased, and then more retreating volunteer soldiers, including the one who died, will fall under his gun.

There are not so many ifs on the battlefield, more often than not, what needs to be done is how to avoid more casualties, or sacrifice a small number of people to save more people, although I am among the people who are saved.

But I still felt guilty because the fallen warrior had no choice. It was I who chose to give up his life, and from that point of view, I felt almost like an executioner. As a result, I was unable to recover from the tragic death of the warrior until I returned to the tunnel.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that my expression was wrong, Li Pinghe couldn't help but come up and ask.

"It's nothing" I came back to my senses, shook my head and said: "The U.S. army has arranged a large number of snipers on the 902.8 heights, and this battle is not easy to fight"

Li Pinghe pushed his glasses and said with a smile: "Which battle is good to fight on your Cui Wei's head?" ”

"There's a master among those snipers," I said solemnly, "I almost couldn't get down that moment."

"Hmm" Li Pinghe was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then else...... I'll go with you."

To be honest, Li Pinghe's suggestion is indeed very 'tempting', and if there is only one sniper on the 902.8 heights of the US army, then I will not be so embarrassed. But in fact, no, they have more than a dozen of them now, and there is one master among them. When I deal with so many of them alone, I will inevitably feel a little overpowered and inadequate.

I had also seen Li Pinghe's marksmanship and patience, and I knew that he would not be much worse than me, but I still shook my head and rejected his suggestion. Not for anything else, because I don't think with his current mentality, no matter what, it's not suitable for sniping.

"Boom ......" US artillery shells and planes began to bomb our positions again, which forced us to interrupt the conversation.

I didn't have time to eat anything when I went to the battlefield just now, so I didn't feel a little hungry at this time, so I took out some fried noodles from the dry food bag and chewed on the cup of hot boiled water that Zhang Mingxue brought me. While eating, I thought about the cold gun unit formed when I was in Shangganling, how good it would be if they were here, Hu Zudi, Yang Zhenshan, and Wu Sihu, who had already died...... If they had been there, this battle would not have been fought so passively

By the way, aren't they from the 26th Army? It seems that the station of the 26th Army is not far from us, right?

Thinking of this, I hurriedly stuffed all the fried noodles in my hand into my mouth, and as I chewed, I came to the map on the table amid the vibration and roar of the cannonballs.

Sure enough, I was not mistaken, the 26th Army was stationed on the Eastern Front, which was only twenty kilometers away from us. If you move quickly, you can get there in just a few hours.

Thinking of this, I immediately reached out to grab the phone on the table, but when I thought that it was inconvenient to call in the rumbling explosions outside the tunnel, I had to write a few lines on the paper: "A large number of US sniper units appeared on the position, which caused great casualties and pressure to our army, and I asked my superiors to send reinforcements from the cold gun troops of the 26th Army."

When they were done, they handed the note to the telegraph operator to deal with.

At this time, the communication equipment of the Volunteer Army had been improved to a certain extent, so the communication and coordination between the various parts of the battlefield were very fast, and soon a telegraph soldier saluted in front of me, and then handed me a return telegram. I took it and couldn't help but be overjoyed, this was sent by Division Commander Pang, and I saw that it was written: "I have contacted the military headquarters of the 26th Army and obtained consent, the cold gun unit has set off, and it is estimated that it will arrive in two hours."

They moved really fast, so fast that I was a little surprised. I think that if it weren't for the fear of bombing by US planes along the way, it would not have taken them two hours to arrive.

But this is really not surprising, on the battlefield time is life, is victory, everyone understands this truth. Sometimes just a few minutes, or even a few seconds, is enough to decide the outcome of a war. A lot of the training of the soldiers is to be able to react quickly on the battlefield, and the speed of our volunteer army is slower than that of the Yankees.

When I thought that I would soon be able to see the cold-gun troops I had brought up, I couldn't help but feel an inexplicable excitement in my heart. But there are still two hours to go...... How can these two hours pass safely? I couldn't help but frown again.

Is it still wrenched with the charging troops of the enemy, as just now?

This method can be used once, but the second time I am afraid that it will not work. The first time it was to take the enemy by surprise, and the second time they would be prepared. They could have launched a fake charge on our positions, waiting only for our troops to rush out of their concealment, and then the charging troops quickly retreated, and then killed and wounded a large number of our soldiers with fire on the slope and on the 902.8 heights. The firepower on the slope is okay, as soon as we find that the situation is not right, we can hide in the enemy's 'shooting' blind spot by retreating slightly, but the firepower on the 902.8 high ground will make us very uncomfortable, they condescendingly 'shoot' the dead angle is not much, and there are many snipers......

In this way, it seems that the position on the top of the mountain cannot be defended, and if you want to hold it, you will inevitably have to pay huge casualties. It was not a cost-effective thing for me to hold the unsafe hilltop position at the cost of consuming a large amount of living force. It is very likely that you will end up holding your ground and losing the war

Then, the only way to do this is to abandon the hilltop position and fight an anti-cline battle

Thinking of this, I immediately summoned a correspondent and shouted in his ear: "Immediately call Battalion Commander Hu to the regiment headquarters."

The correspondent saluted, turned and drilled into the passage next to the tunnel wall.

During the period when Hu Biao hadn't come yet, I couldn't help but think of the Shangganling Battle I had participated in not long ago, and I wondered why I didn't use the anticline combat method when I was fighting in Shangganling.

After thinking about it, it quickly became clear that the reason why Shangganling did not use anticline combat was not that it could not be used, but that it was completely unnecessary. The terrain of Shangganling is prominent, and the position on the top of the mountain can completely withstand the enemy's charge. This is not? In the Battle of Shangganling, our army often only had a platoon of troops to defend the position on the top of the mountain, and it was possible to let the enemy's attack of one battalion return in vain.

Therefore, on the terrain of Shangganling, there is no need to give up the prominent hilltop position to the enemy. The reason why it fought so fiercely was entirely because of the blockade of the logistics supply line in Shangganling by the US army, so that the defenders on Shangganling had no ammunition to defend and had to retreat to the tunnel.

Now the situation is completely different, although the 649.8 high ground where our army is stationed is complicated, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the enemy on the 902.8 high ground on the opposite side can pose a great threat and pressure to us. As soon as we give up the hilltop position, then the enemy on the 902.8 heights will be completely useless...... No matter how high the skills of the US snipers are and how good their marksmanship is, there is no way to make the bullet turn

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but strengthen my belief in fighting an anti-slope battle, fortunately, when the 180th Division followed me in the past, it learned to build fortifications on the anti-slope plane, although these fortifications have been almost destroyed under the bombing of enemy aircraft, but it is not a problem to hide two platoons behind those broken walls and stones, and then arrange one platoon into the crater, and the strength of one company will be deployed

At this time, Hu Biao came out of the passage and saluted in front of me.

He was covered in blood, as if he had been fished out of the bloody water, and his right arm was still wrapped in a bandage, as if he had been injured.

"What? Hung the lottery? I pointed to his wounds.

"It's okay" Hu Biao smiled indifferently, waved his arm and replied: "It's just that the Yankee's bayonet is scraped, and the skin trauma is not in the way."

"That's good," I nodded, summoned him to the map on the table, pointed to the 649.8 heights and said to him, "In the next battle, I decided to abandon the hilltop position and arrange the soldiers to defend on the anticline position"

Hu Biao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this, but quickly nodded in agreement: "The casualties on the hilltop position are too great, after a battle just now, only a dozen or so soldiers in a platoon are left alive, and a considerable part of them were 'shot' by the enemy on the 902.8 high ground when they retreated, it is better to take a step back and fight with the enemy on the anticline."

"That's right," I nodded.

When I took the 538 Regiment to fight everywhere, Hu Biao had always been a battalion commander under me, and he had never fought less anti-cline battles, so he knew very well what the anti-cline battle was all about, and it was reasonable to accept it so quickly at this time.

"Then it's decided," I said, pointing to the map, "in the next battle, we will voluntarily abandon the hilltop position, and you pass down the order, and command a company of fighters to spread out on the anticline fortifications, and pay attention to the defense of the ridgeline"

"Yes," Hu Biao 'stood up' and responded.

"Wait" When Hu Biao turned to leave, I called him back again and continued: "Since we are going to give the hilltop position to the enemy, we have to leave some 'gifts' for the guests to welcome them."

"Gifts?" Hearing this, Hu Biao couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at me in confusion.

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The U.S. bombing finally stopped after half an hour, and although it wasn't long, it still made my ears ring for a while. It is really hard to 'talk' and think about problems amid the roar of shells. But fortunately, all the problems have been solved in time.

As soon as the enemy bombardment stopped, I got out of the tunnel with my rifle in my hand, but this time I didn't run to the top of the hill as usual, but found a suitable position near the mouth of the tunnel and set up my rifle.

The soldiers came out of the pit one after another, some of them set up their guns directly in the crater, and some took out the sapper shovels and dug them on the ground after finding a position. The frozen ground on the position had been blown loose and soft by the enemy's bombs, and it was so easy to dig up, and in a short time a rudimentary line of defense was initially constructed.

While the soldiers were busy building fortifications, more than 20 volunteer soldiers ran wildly towards the hilltop position with an explosive bag in their hands. Their task was to wrap up the explosives and bury them on the hilltop position before the enemy rushed to the hilltop position.

This task is not very difficult, because the enemy has the experience of the last time, and this time he will not dare to rush to the top of the hill so impatiently, so they have time. Their difficulty is mainly that these actions cannot be detected by the US troops stationed on the 902.8 heights. Otherwise, my hard work would have become a joke.

Therefore, those explosive 'charge' bags can only be buried on the hilltop position, close to the side of our army's anticline. It also allows me to see the fighters in action very clearly. The soldiers of the 538th Regiment are all veterans, except for Jiang Changshun's Ninth Company, of course.

The rich combat experience made the soldiers' movements very neat, and as soon as they arrived at the top of the mountain, they worked together in groups of two. One digs the pit by hand, and the other attaches a pull rope to the fuse of the explosive pack. The tacit understanding between them makes me wonder if they have been assigned in advance.

After a while, the explosive 'drug' bags were arranged one after another, and the soldiers didn't say a word, and ran back in a hurry while holding the line. A soldier in front pulls the string, and a fighter in the back follows closely behind to bury the rope with broken earth all the way to avoid being discovered by the enemy.

Then all the fighters lay on their positions, their guns and waited, waiting

Suddenly there was a dense burst of gunfire in the direction of the diagonal plane, and I knew that it was the American troops who had begun to charge again, and that was their routine fire cover before the charge. Suddenly, the hilltop position was filled with the whistling of bullets and the earthen pillars that burst open in the shape of mortar shells exploding.

I was relieved to see this, which shows that the US military did not know about our arrangements at all, and now we are waiting for them to step into the trap