Chapter 152: Attacked

I didn't find anything unusual in the village, so I left the village with my soldiers, and the troops walked on a winding dirt road in the field, and soon saw the four Vietnamese peasant women I had seen in the binoculars in a field...... Two were picking vegetables and weeding in the fields, one was grazing cattle, and the other was bending over a pond by the side of the path not far away to scoop water into a bucket.

Judging from the size of the four Vietnamese peasant women, one of them is younger, and the other three seem to be older women. When they saw us heavily armed Chinese soldiers, their expressions were very indifferent, but their faces did not show any strange panic.

The order of our march at that time was:

Chen Yiyi and Wang Kechang walked in the front, Chen Yiyi was responsible for observing the clues on the ground because he had a set of tracking, and Wang Kechang was assigned a telescope, plus he used to be a thief, and his observation was very good, so he was responsible for observing the distance...... So Chen Yiyi and Wang Kechang are actually a combination of near and far, but even the two of them didn't notice anything wrong, which shows how powerful these Vietnamese women are in disguise.

In the middle are a few people with small stones and bayonets, among which Shen Guoxin is carrying a walkie-talkie, which is a tool for us to communicate with the company...... This is also due to the blessing of our previous victory on Dainai Mountain, and it would be good for other troops to have one or two walkie-talkies in a company, but we have one for each squad.

Walking in Zuihou was me and the two remaining fighters.

At this time, our equipment was already quite good, and except for two machine gunners (front and second marksmen) and two bazooka shooters, the rest of our squad were all AK47s. The most conspicuous thing is the SVD sniper rifle in my hand...... plus the walkie-talkie on Shen Guoxin's back...... It is a majestic fighting force......

We found out later. It was precisely this equipment that almost wiped out our squad.

There were two reasons for this: one was that the company followed behind and did not come up. The Vietnamese agents thought that there were only a few of us, so they had a chance. The second is: The Vietnamese army agents are very clear about our army's equipment, and know that our army is generally only equipped with AK47s for the main and deputy squad leaders, and the general soldiers are equipped with 56 and a half, so when I saw all the AK47s in our hands, and there were two people wearing binoculars, plus a walkie-talkie and a sniper rifle in my hand...... And they were greedy.

Their judgment of our squad was that this must be a command group and guard detachment led by commanders at or above the battalion level of the People's Liberation Army......

Some people may wonder how the Vietnamese army agent Weishenme would make such a judgment. Won't they look at military uniforms?

This is also due to the fact that the uniforms of our army are all the same, and the cadre uniforms are just two more pockets, and you really can't see it if you don't look at it carefully.

So these Vietnamese agents didn't have Jihua to take action against us at all, and their mission was actually very simple. It is to disguise themselves as ordinary people to guard this mountain road and observe and report the number and equipment of all passing PLA troops. But they decided we were big fish...... The fat that was unwilling to reach his mouth ran away like this, so there was a subsequent battle.

Of course, we didn't feel the danger at this time, maybe this is the advantage of female soldiers...... They look weak from the outside, and no one can connect them to the murderous Vietnamese agents.

The road we walked curled in a bow around the pond, and not far away were a few sugar cane fields, and beyond that were a large paddy field.

As I passed the pond, I looked at the peasant woman who was scooping water by the pond...... The peasant woman never looked up, and at the time I thought...... She may have been frightened by our "enemies".

In fact, I already intuitively felt that something was wrong. But for a while, she didn't know what was wrong, so she quickly passed by.

After a few steps, I remembered what was wrong...... I seem to have seen this peasant woman scooping water from afar. Why is it that after such a long time, this peasant woman has not scooped up a bucket of water?

With this doubt in mind, I looked back at the ghost, and this look surprised me...... The peasant woman did not know when she threw away the scoop in her hand, and she was already holding a wet miniature submachine gun in her hand, and her face was full of hideousness and murderousness, and then I realized that her gun was hidden in the bucket......

I should say that I was lucky, because I recognized the miniature submachine gun in the peasant woman's hand, which seemed to be called...... Ingram style (full name Ingram Mac10 style).

The reason why I recognize it is because there are too many underworld guys who use this gun in movies and television.

The old man also told me about this submachine gun, and he said that this gun was taken from the Yankees by the Yue Devil, and it was the favorite of the Yue Devil agents...... Although the range is not long, it is small enough to conceal, and it has a fast rate of fire (96 rounds per second) and a large capacity (30 or 32 rounds), which makes it so easy to hold with one hand in close combat...... The goal is basically only to be beaten into a hornet's nest.

As you can imagine, there are only eleven people in our class, including me, and all of them have their backs to this peasant woman, so if she succeeds in pulling the trigger...... We are afraid that in the blink of an eye, most of the casualties will be killed.

But...... If you want to blame this "peasant woman" for being too anxious, if she waits a few more seconds...... Wait for me to get away from her and then draw my gun, I'm afraid that even the gods won't be able to save us.

It's not that I'm not moving fast enough, it's that I'm holding an SVD sniper rifle, and the length of the sniper rifle means that it takes longer to pick up the gun and point it at the target...... Although it is only a little bit long, it is often a little bit on the battlefield that can determine life and death.

But now the situation is different, and I am only two steps away from being a "peasant woman...... Without thinking, I waved the butt of the gun in my hand...... The submachine gun in the hands of the "peasant woman"!

So with the sound of a "da-......" gunshot, the "peasant woman" pulled the trigger anyway, but I missed the barrel of the gun and didn't have the right head at all, when she was about to straighten the muzzle of the gun and hit us...... I had already put the muzzle of the gun to her head and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and her head was like a broken watermelon, and blood and brains splattered everywhere.

The power of the sniper rifle was already great, not to mention that it was still shot at such a close range, so this shot knocked her down in the pond, and the pond suddenly floated red.

My soldiers reacted quickly, and as soon as they heard the gunshots, they quickly realized that they had been ambushed, so they immediately lay on the ground.

Almost at the same time, three other peasant women also took action...... As if by juggling, they drew their weapons from the grass at the edge of the field...... They were all AK47s, and one of them was very adept at throwing a grenade at us before taking his gun......

To be honest, I can't imagine what it would be like for three AK47s to ring at the same time...... The distance between friend and foe is only about 20 meters, and three AK47s have 90 bullets, if these bullets are flying towards us at the same time...... That's just enough to smash us out!

It's just that she underestimated the quality of our troops, or should it be said that she underestimated Chen Yiyi...... At the moment when the grenade just landed, Chen Yiyi rushed up and threw the grenade back.

The Vietnamese agents were faced with two choices: they continued to shoot at us, but they were in danger of being knocked down by a grenade. The second is to lie on the ground and wait for the grenade to explode.

The Vietnamese agents unanimously chose the latter, so we bought a little time......

It was because of this time that the opportunity shifted to us, and the situation on the battlefield was reversed...... The guns in the hands of the soldiers rang out first, and I had just had time to turn the muzzle of the gun on them......

Seeing that the situation was not in her favor, she quickly retreated to the sugar cane field under the cover of the field stalks, but how could I let them escape from me......

"Bang!" With a beat of the rifle, a Vietnamese agent paused for a moment to change the magazine before I shot him to the ground.

Another agent, who was shooting, was also shot indiscriminately by the fighters and lay on the ground.

One of the remaining agents nimbly rolled around the field a few times, and as soon as he rolled over, he hid behind the buffalo...... This whole set of actions really amazes me in one go, and it can be seen that the quality of the individual soldiers of the Vietnamese army is really very good, but her performance at this time can only be a zuihou performance before her death.

Because the next moment, my bullet hit the buffalo in the shin through the gap under her body...... As she fell to her knees in pain, another bullet from me went through her chest and knocked her to the ground.

At this time, I thought that the battle was over, but I did not expect that with a "swish" sound from the sugar cane field, two more female Vietnamese agents with AK47s in their hands came out...... They may have heard the gunshots and rushed to help in the battle, but because they were blocked by the sugar cane field, they didn't know that the comrades outside had been annihilated in just a moment.

Where are the soldiers willing to let them go, and they don't care whether they can see people or not, machine guns and submachine guns beckoned inside one by one, only to hit the sugarcane in the field is "crackling", and one by one it is bursting like rotten wood......

It was not until the bullets in the soldiers' magazines were empty that they stopped, and after changing the magazines, I carefully walked into the sugar cane field with two soldiers with guns in hand, and soon found the bodies of two female Vietnamese agents in the broken sugar cane ballast, which had been smashed by rows of bullets. (To be continued......)