Chapter Ninety-Six

On the one hand, I pretended to be a Vietnamese devil and searched another room with a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, and on the other hand, I was thinking about how to deal with the Vietnamese army.

Do you want to do it directly with the devils?

This seems unrealistic, although I also have an AK47 in my hand, but one person and a platoon of more devils face to face hard...... That's basically too long.

Attract the firepower of the devils?

I did think about this, after all, the target of the Yue devil is Zhang Fan...... So, if I can succeed in convincing the Vietnamese devils that Zhang Fan has escaped from somewhere, then the Vietnamese agents will be faced with two choices, either abandon the strategic objective and retreat, or chase after Zhang Fan. Whichever point the Vietnamese army chooses, it may mean that the wounded and soldiers in the field hospital are out of trouble...... However, this seems to be just wishful thinking on my part, and with the ferocity of the Vietnamese agents, I believe that the Vietnamese army is more likely to have a massacre before leaving.

So this is also a fight, and it is not a ...... to escape I didn't know what to do for a while, so I could only take one step at a time and search the house one by one.

After searching for two rooms, I chuckled in my heart: it can't go on like this, the Vietnamese army agents don't have much time, and they can't stay in this village for a long time, because it is very likely that they will be discovered by our army, and they will even be surrounded and annihilated.

So...... What happens when they can't find their target?

The answer is yes, they will still have a massacre...... This means that I don't have much time.

Thinking of this, I didn't think much about it, and immediately quickened my pace and walked towards the duty room in the north of the village...... There was an arsenal of the guard company there, and my sniper rifle was stored in the arsenal. I wanted to fight against two dozen Vietnamese soldiers alone, and I could only do it with a sniper rifle in hand.

I'm already a Vietnamese agent now, am I? The duty room was only about 200 meters away from me, and it was not too easy to get a sniper rifle.

However, when I arrived at the warehouse, I realized that things were not as simple as I had imagined...... The flickering flashlight light in the warehouse told me that it had been taken by Vietnamese agents.

However, this seems to be normal, and the Vietnamese agents seem to have a clear grasp of our situation, they clearly know that we have a movie tonight, they also know the security configuration of this field hospital, and of course they know where the arsenal of the guard company is. And...... The occupation of this arsenal can also be said to be a top priority.

"Hey!" I heard Vietnamese coming from inside: "How can the Chinese have SVD sniper rifles?" ”

"yes!" Another voice replied: "Didn't you say that this Chinese army had never fought?" So where did this sniper rifle come from? ”

"Is it the wounded?"

"Possibly! The wounded fought on the battlefield, killed our snipers, captured sniper rifles......"

"Fuck!" I heard a curse coming from inside: "We should go and inform the platoon commander that there are Chinese snipers among the wounded!" ”

"Ruan Chengxing must know about this, let him point this sniper finger out......"

Listening outside, I knew my chance had come, so I turned around and ran back for a while, finding a place to hide next to a house.

I don't find it strange that the Vietnamese army reacted to the sniper rifles, in fact...... People who have fought on the battlefield always have a special hatred for the enemy's snipers, and they don't know if it's prejudice or whatever. Of course, part of this must be due to the fact that snipers are always able to kill the enemy by surprise on the battlefield, and the enemy is often helpless against him.

To put it another way, if I have a comrade who dies on the battlefield by the guns of enemy snipers, and I am helpless because the range of the guns in my hands is not enough, or the snipers have been transferred...... I'll hate enemy snipers too often.

So, once the sniper is captured by the enemy...... You must not think that if you are a sniper, you will be respected by the enemy, not only will they not respect you, but they will torture you to death because of hatred, then the Geneva Conventions generally do not apply to snipers. This is also the reason why snipers often hide their sniper rifles before being captured.

After a while, I saw a Vietnamese soldier come out of the warehouse, and I regretted that he didn't bring my sniper rifle out......

But think about it, even if he brings it out, it's useless, this is no bullet, isn't it? Sniper rifle bullets and AK bullets don't work together, so I'm going to have to walk through that warehouse anyway.

Seeing that the Yue devil was almost approaching, I flashed a flashlight to meet him, and said first from a few meters away: "Hey, we caught a Chinese sniper, and the platoon commander asked me to see if there was a sniper rifle!" ”

I did this because I was afraid that the devils would find out that something was wrong with me.

Don't think that they will not suspect that I have changed into a military uniform and the same equipment as the Yue devils, the Vietnamese army agents are very proficient, they have their own set of identifying enemies and enemies, plus the Vietnamese army agents who came this time are only more than 20 people, so they are only familiar with each other, and when they get closer, they will be fooled if they are strangers.

But it's different when I say this, first of all, I will know about the "Wu Platoon Commander", and secondly, I am talking about the capture of a Chinese sniper, which is completely consistent with what the Yue devil wants to report......

"Yes!" The Yue devil nodded without the slightest suspicion and said, "I was about to report to the platoon commander......

But he wasn't done yet...... I had taken the opportunity to walk to his side, dropped the flashlight, turned sharply and covered his mouth from behind, and the spur in my right hand came out and stabbed him in the lungs.

I am afraid that the Vietnamese army did not understand what happened until the moment of death, but it is better not to understand some things than to understand. If he knew...... The person who killed him was precisely the Chinese sniper he hated and wanted to report, but I was afraid that I wouldn't need to do it at all, and I should be angry.

It took me some time to drag the body to the shadow of the house and hide it, I patted the blood on my body casually, and then roughly calculated the time it would take to get back, and after waiting a little while, I strode towards the warehouse.

When I came to the warehouse, I walked inside, waving a flashlight and shouting inside: "I heard that the Chinese sniper rifle was found?" The platoon commander ordered me to take the sniper rifle to see ......"

Like last time, I have a lot of convincing messages in my words.

"Oh, here!" Just like last time, this more devil was subconsciously conquered by this information at the first time, and he was also not suspicious of me.

At this time, he was playing with the sniper rifle in his hand, and after listening to my words, he handed the sniper rifle a little proudly: "Look, this is the ......"

All his attention was on the gun, and all my attention was on him.

The moment he handed me the sniper rifle in his hand, I pressed his mouth and plunged the military thorn into his throat from the side.

I don't know when I was able to calmly face the enemy bleeding and struggling under my sword, and then kicking my legs and exhaling zuihou...... Once upon a time, all of this would have stirred up chills and fears in me, but now, I felt a little uncomfortable just because the blood spurting from his neck was splashing on my face.

However, this discomfort did not affect my fighting spirit, but stimulated my nerves to a certain extent, or it can be said that the strong smell of blood reminded me of the killing and indomitable on the battlefield, and made me enter the state of war faster and more thoroughly.

Casually dropped the AK47 on his shoulder, picked up a flashlight and a sniper rifle...... Some people may say, why throw away the AK47? Although the sniper rifle has a long range and high accuracy, the rate of fire is slow, while the AK47 has a poor range and accuracy, but the rate of fire is not comparable to that of a sniper rifle...... Aren't these two guns just complementary?

That's true, but I've been in the war and know that it's taboo to carry two guns at the same time, and two spears with incompatible ammunition.

How much does AK47 weigh? Plus the magazine is more than a dozen pounds, to say the least, plus a sniper rifle and ammunition? And then what about grenades, pistols, and other equipment? What's more, both are long guns, and if you have one spear in your hand, you must have the other spear on your back, so is there a way to move flexibly in a jungle area like Vietnam? And the bullets of the two spears are not compatible, is there time for you to distinguish between bullets or magazines in the dark or on the battlefield?

Therefore, fighting with two spears at the same time is basically only possible in movies or novels.

Shine a flashlight into this warehouse...... His mother's little guard company has a lot of guns and ammunition, from machine guns to pistols, but it doesn't seem strange, I don't think these guns and ammunition are all from the guard company...... A considerable number of them were wounded, and there were even the relics of the wounded soldiers who had been transported to the field hospital, as can be seen from the fact that many of the guns were stained with blood.

But this was not my concern, I rummaged through the pile of guns, and it didn't take much effort to find my armed belt, which had magazines for SVD sniper rifles pinned to them, and I randomly pulled out two magazines and examined them, and was surprised to find that they were all loaded.

I distinctly remember that when we were fighting on Heights 239, we were already short of ammunition, and even my sniper ammunition was not enough, so it was impossible to fill all the magazines.

The only explanation is that those guys in the guard company were greedy for my sniper rifle, so they secretly took it to the field to enjoy it...... No wonder I always feel that the guards even look at me with envy on their faces.

But I didn't have time to think about it that much, so I pulled dozens of rounds from the chain of the machine gun as fast as I could, stuffed them into my backpack, picked up a sack from the corner, and swept a bunch of pistols on the table. Before leaving, he touched the two melon-type grenades on the corpse of the Vietnamese army and hung them on his body, and the preparations were completed.

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