It was the night moon, the dark wind, and the heavy snow that had fallen for several nights made the whole world turn snow-white. Even though the previous artillery fire from both sides had already crumbled the position into a mess, Shinyuki quickly buried all the dirt, corpses, and blood. There was a lot of chaos and Shi Li all around, and I couldn't find a trace of the battlefield. Except, of course, the light of the searchlights and us sneaking 'away' to the enemy's positions.

I led my soldiers to avoid the enemy's searchlights with ease, and crossed the 7th high ground to 'touch' the enemy's position. Although the enemy's searchlight caused me some trouble and delayed us some time, it gave me some reassurance. Because I know that night vision devices are afraid of bright lights. So the presence of a searchlight means that the enemy's snipers have not yet entered the position. This at least confirmed my first little guess that the time when the enemy entered the lurking position was two or three o'clock in the morning.

He took out his pocket watch and looked at the time through the snow, and the hands were pointing at twelve o'clock.

Choose this. Time to enter the position, in order to ensure that our troops can enter the battlefield before the enemy enters the hidden position, and at the same time, it is not too early for the American troops who have not slept out to hang out to find our tracks.

Walked down 7 heights. I waved my hand to the rear, and the fighters crossed over to my place. Carefully 'touch' the enemy's position.

It is not the first time that I have walked into the enemy's mine array, Wang Xianru has already lined up mines in this area several times before, and not long ago, our army's artillery fire also covered the enemy's position with firepower and detonated a lot of mines, but I was still very careful to let Wang Xianru walk in the front.

The reason for this is that we can't afford to lose. Once we *** this time, we will startle the enemy and make the enemy wary, and the next time I want to do this, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult. On the other hand, the reason is that Yankee mines are very easy to install, and they can even use airplanes to drop mines in large quantities. So there's no guarantee that they're going to lay new mines in the area.

My worries are clearly not unfounded. Because by this time the speed of the team's progress had slowed down. There will be occasional pauses. However, there are obviously far fewer mines than we used to lurk, which makes it not take us much time to get to where the enemy has laid the barbed wire.

The barbed wire fence has long since disappeared, leaving only a few wooden stakes and wire crookedly 'inserted' into the snow, and when the cold wind blows, the canned food boxes hanging on the wire sway with the wind, unwilling to be lonely and make a sonorous sound.

I made a small gesture to the warriors, and was about to order them to disperse and find a vantage point to lurk. was stopped by Wang Xianru first.

Wang Xianru didn't speak, and walked around for a while. After a while, a few mines were raised, and I screamed a few times.

The inside of the barbed wire fence, located only a few dozen meters away from the enemy's hilltop position, is an area of enemy activity and at the same time a lurking position for enemy snipers. Originally, I thought there would be no mines in this area, but this is clearly not the case.

I suddenly remembered that Wang Xianru seemed to have told me before, that the more cautious enemy would lay mines around his active area at night before going to bed, and memorize the location of these mines. Wait until dawn the next day to get these mines out.

The purpose of this is, first, to surprise the enemy. Inflict casualties on the enemy. Second, it can provide alert to your own troops to avoid being attacked by the enemy. These Yankees must be of the cautious category.

I couldn't help but wipe a handful of sweat secretly, and my operation was almost lost because of my own negligence.

But soon I felt that something was wrong!

If there are mines buried here, what should the snipers of the US military do if they want to enter the lurking position? They must clear these mines before entering the lurking position, otherwise they will not blow up their own people? Now that Wang Xianru has given these mines, if the US sappers can't find the mines, then ...... Thinking of this, I hurriedly summoned Wang Xianru over, and whispered an order in my ear: "Don't thunder." Put these mines in their original positions and leave no traces! Assist the other comrades to enter the hidden position! ”

Hearing me say this, Wang Xianru looked at me puzzled at first, but soon his face changed from doubt to surprise, and then he exhaled happily. Obviously, he also understood that the few mines he had just set up were tantamount to telling the American sappers. We are already lurking on their positions. So I didn't say much. Nodding, he re-planted the mines in their original positions.

One by one, the fighters entered the lurking position under the guidance of Wang Xianru. There are not many mines on the inside of the barbed wire, and in fact the Yankees do not dare to plant too many mines in this area, otherwise there are so many that even they themselves cannot remember where they are, and they are asking for trouble for themselves. So the fighters didn't 'spend' much time easily lurking in the positions they thought fit.

There aren't many positions to choose from, and we have to make sure we get close enough to the enemy so that we can rush in front of them and kill them in the shortest possible time, and get the enemy's equipment and return to our positions in the shortest possible time. But we didn't dare to get too close to the enemy, otherwise, when those American snipers entered the lurking position, they were very likely to step on us with one foot

Therefore, the fighters all tacitly chose positions that did not look suitable for sniping. Some are 'shot' corners under rocks, some are protruding craters, and some are on hills. I, on the other hand, chose to hide on the side of a tree stump leaning against our position.

But not long after. When the enemy entered the position, I quickly realized that the position I had chosen was not suitable, because this was the case. I also suffered a lot from the wrong choice.

Of course, that's all for later.

After Wang Xianru completed his task, he returned the same way as usual under my orders, and the original calm was restored to the surroundings again. In a moment, a lurking warrior quickly disappeared into the night. The only sound in the dark air was the sound of the wind and the rustle of snow as it fell on the ground.

I was lying silently on the ground with a spur in my left hand and a pistol in my right hand, and my sniper rifle was in the snow beside me. No doubt. Stabs and pistols are much better than rifles in hand-to-hand combat.

If I had to choose the boring and boring thing in the world, I don't think I would hesitate to choose to lurk. Because I only need to use four simple words: "Lying still on your stomach can cover a few hours, or even more than a dozen hours of lurking." And lurking in this ice and snow. It will be a painful torment for any living being, if other living beings will lurk.

Fortunately, the soldiers have always insisted on latent training, so this is nothing to them, but it is hard for me, the regiment commander, I can be lazy because of the identity of the regiment commander, and I rarely practice with the soldiers in such cold weather. This time it had to be dispatched. Suddenly lurking in such a cold snow and feeling the constant cold, I couldn't help but cry out that I couldn't stand it. The cold wind with snow powder was like a continuous sea 'wave', wave after wave of 'wave' rushed towards me, the part covered by clothes was fine, the face that was 'naked' and 'exposed' outside the camouflage cloak was as painful as if it had been cut by a sickle, and my hands and feet were quickly frozen and unconscious because I couldn't move. It was then that I truly realized what kind of suffering the soldiers usually suffered.

Thinking of this time, they had to lurk in this environment for more than ten hours every day. And I'm lying here for more than an hour now, and I can't stand it anymore. So a sense of admiration arose. Because I can't imagine what kind of 'spirit' is supporting them to persevere, and I can't imagine how much perseverance and endurance it takes.

The temperature must be more than 10 degrees below zero! I couldn't help but move my stiff fingers, thinking of the first little winter I experienced when I entered the court, thinking of the severe cold when I had to worry about being frozen for, thinking of a large number of volunteer soldiers who were frozen to death because they had no winter clothes, and thinking of my comrades-in-arms who were frozen to death on the high ground because of the rain, and thinking of their faces as white as snow after death, and I couldn't help but shiver.

At this moment, there were a few faint footsteps from the dark scarf, and I hurriedly lowered my head and closed my eyes. It is said that some good snipers can sense the enemy's gaze at him, but I don't know if that's true, but I do feel it that way sometimes, and it seems to be accurate every time.

The footsteps were getting louder and louder, and I tried to judge the number of enemies based on them. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the result, and the number of people was only five or six.

I would be worried about the number of enemies, because if there are too many snipers in the US army. There's a good chance we can't do anything about it. Kill them all without leaking. Although there are two squads of fighters under my leadership, the total number of fighters in these two squads is only 17 until now. And that includes me. And because we do not have communication equipment with each other and cannot communicate with each other, it is inevitable that there will be a situation where different groups of fighters have chosen the same goal.

So if there are too many enemies, there is a good chance that something will be missed.

And those US troops are all snipers with night vision devices, and if there is a missing result, it is very likely that our army will be wiped out.

But now I can rest assured, there are only five or six snipers in the US army, and we can't miss anything if we have seventeen villains to deal with them.

But I soon realized that I was wrong, because I realized the direction in which the footsteps were coming from. All of them were pointed out by Wang Xianru where there were mines. Then I understood that these were American sappers, and the purpose of their coming to the position was to clear mines so that American snipers could clear the way.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a slight sound of snow digging in the darkness, and soon the footsteps faded away.

There were a few soft snaps, and the light of the searchlight disappeared without a trace. This made me realize that the so-called special sniper unit of the US military was going to be on the field soon.

As expected, there was soon a cacophony of footsteps in the cold wind, and I tried to look up into the darkness several times, but I resisted. I kept telling myself that these Yankees were equipped with night vision devices, and they were snipers, and the slightest movement on the battlefield was likely to alert them, so my actions were likely to kill me, and even affect all the fighters and the entire operation.

The footsteps were getting closer and clearer, and I couldn't help but feel nervous, because I knew from these footsteps that there were at least a dozen of the Yankee snipers.

And what I didn't expect was that with the sound of footsteps, Yongji was broken. Jing Ran had a group of U.S. military snipers choose the hair tree in front of me and clumsily lay down, and then erected it next to the stump.

These Yankees may have thought that our army had not yet entered the latent position, or they thought that it didn't matter if we made a little movement on the high ground a hundred meters away, so they 'pumped' cool air as soon as they lay down, and then scolded in a low voice: "***, this ghost weather!" ”

"These damn reds." Another U.S. soldier also whispered: "Let's have to crawl out of the warm bed and suffer this sin, see that I don't beat them anymore!" ”

"Hey, Tom, how about we compare?"

"No problem! See who fights more! Two packs of cigarettes! ”

"No problem, you're going to lose!"

Listening to this, I couldn't help but feel a nameless anger in my heart, the lives of the soldiers, in the eyes of these Yankees, were nothing more than a bet on two packs of cigarettes. Thinking about the comrades who died tragically under their guns last night, they were even more furious, and they couldn't wait to raise their pistols and hit them twice on the head.

Minutes and seconds passed! The Yankees also seemed to realize that our troops were about to enter the position, so they did not speak, and the original calm returned to the surroundings.

At this time, there was a very strange scene on the battlefield, in the white snow, there was no one in the past. But in fact, there are more than a dozen people on both sides of the hostile side, and although they are close to each other, they do not know each other's location. Our troops are unable to determine their location in the dark, and the American forces are completely unaware of our presence.

Especially me and the two U.S. soldiers in front of me, I could almost smell the tobacco in their exhaled breath, but I couldn't do anything to them.

"Enemy situation". At this time, a sniper in front of him suddenly whispered: "Discover the enemy, find the enemy!" At one o'clock, two enemy snipers, pay attention to all units, pay attention to all units, all the rats are out of the 'hole' and then close the net! Repeat, all the mice come out of the 'hole' and then close the net! ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel nervous, knowing that Fan Changxin's troops had already begun to move. At the same time, I was surprised to know that among the two American snipers in front of me, the one on the left seemed to be the captain.

That's the benefit of U.S. military communications equipment! They equip each sniper with a miniature walkie-talkie, which is stuffed in his ears while listening, and he can command other team members to cooperate in combat anytime and anywhere, even if he is lurking on the battlefield, although these equipment are not as advanced as the short 'wave' radio station hanging in the ears of modern special forces, but for our volunteer soldiers. This can be said to be a fantasy!

"Hold down, hold down" Every time the US captain in front of me screamed, my heart involuntarily 'twitched'. Because I know that Fan Changxin's task is to attract the enemy's firepower, in other words, the more calm the US troops are, the more Fan Changxin has to attract more fighters to shoot under the fire of the US army.

"Attention". Then the captain of the U.S. Army began to assign tasks: "Group 1, one o'clock direction; the second group, in the direction of twelve o'clock; Group III

I reported to the fifth group, so I learned that there were ten enemy snipers in the net.

It's time for the enemy to open fire. I wanted to jump up several times and use the military spur in my hand to silently solve the two American snipers in front of me, so as to stop this *** against Fan Changxin's troops, but in the end I endured it.

Because I knew that even if I could do this, the other American snipers with walkie-talkies would soon be alert, and my whole plan would go bankrupt!

"Fire!" Finally, I heard the last command I wanted to hear.

The gunshots rang out quickly, and the two guns in front of me were very close to me, "The thumping of the gunfire was almost in my ears, and it made my ears buzz in a short time, but fortunately my ears were tightly wrapped in a camouflage cloak and cotton hat, so it was not too much for me to bear."

But what I really care about is not that, it's behind me."

Because I know that every gunshot, every bullet whistle, is likely to take the life of a comrade-in-arms. I was tempted to go back and end up not doing so. Because I remembered the purpose of the sacrifice of my comrades, which was to allow us to observe the position of the enemy.

So I gritted my teeth, endured the hatred and grief in my heart, and slowly raised my head to look at the darkness in front of me.

I'm not worried about what I'm doing. The action will attract the attention of the two American snipers in front of me, because I know that the active infrared night vision device in their hands is emitting a parallel invisible light, in other words, they can only see the size of a disc. At this time, they were nervously 'shooting' at our troops, and they couldn't even notice me under their noses. Besides, I'm still behind the stump, in the corner of their line of sight.

I'm going to take advantage of this. Chance, according to the fire 'spark' coming out of the muzzle, wrote down the individual positions of the American snipers one after another.

At this point, I just want the ten minutes to be over quickly.

But it's as long as a century.

Finally, "just when my heart was dripping blood, a bright light suddenly burst into the sky like fireworks for the show"