Chapter VIII

Why isn't he dead yet? He's not dead yet? How could he not have died?

If he doesn't die, I'll be the only one who dies!

At this time, I can only blame myself for my bad luck, why did I run into this creek and die? I'm really stupid, I know that this creek is the most haode hiding place, and of course the Vietnamese snipers also know, why I don't have any vigilance at all! If it's careless in normal times, then forget it, this is on the battlefield, this one is going to take a life if I'm not careful, and I won't have a second chance......

"Don't shoot!" At this time, I don't know if I was in a hurry or what, but I suddenly came up with a pure Vietnamese sentence: "My own people!" ”

Some people may wonder that I Weishenme can speak Vietnamese...... This is a long story, the old man became a soldier very early, and when he resisted US aggression and aided Vietnam, that is, when China and Vietnam were still comrades and brothers, he reinforced, and at this time, the old man "seduced" a Vietnamese woman from a good family, and this woman from a good family later became my mother......

"Comrade!" I continued to speak fluent Vietnamese: "I am a militia that has infiltrated the enemy's troops, my surname is Nguyen, and I live in Sapa!" ”

My previous experience with pickling girls has taught me that if you want to gain the trust of others, you must first tell them your identity. And there is another advantage to telling the other person first, that is, you can say what you want to say, and when the other person asks, you will often ask some questions that you can't answer, especially now.

The other party didn't move, as if he was thinking, or trying to find a flaw in my words.

However, I think I'm pretty good at lying, and I think in the modern era, I've managed to convince a few girls that I'm still a virgin......

This is a digression, the reason why this devil couldn't find my flaws at that time was because I blocked possible mistakes in advance. This is not? The militia means that there is no number, and the surname Nguyen is a big surname in Vietnam, as for living in Sabah...... That's where my genius comes in.

Sure enough, when the guy saw that I hadn't given the full address, he continued to ask, "Where do you live in Sabah?" ”

"36 Terrier Bend Street!" I didn't think about it. Plotting in my heart, this is my mother's address, she doesn't know how many times she said it, will I remember?

So the little suspicion that this guy had about me disappeared, and then the whole person collapsed to the side as if he had collapsed, panting for breath.

I looked back and saw that fucking one was miserable...... This guy was shot in the left shoulder, presumably by me, and then both legs were broken, and the broken leg hung on the thigh like two broken sticks, and even a leg bone could be seen in the left leg...... This must have broken when it fell from a tree, so why do you climb so high?

Looking at the blood stains all over his body and his pale face, I can't imagine how he survived, let alone how he wiped the blood behind him and crawled all the way here.

"Comrade!" The Vietnamese sniper looked at me stunned, and asked weakly, "Do you have a first-aid kit?" I need a bandage! ”

"Well, yes!" I answered, took out my first aid kit and began to bandage his left shoulder.

"Be quiet!" The Vietnamese sniper said: "Be careful to hide, and when the enemy is gone, we will crawl back along the waterway...... Hmm, what are you doing? ”

Actually, I didn't do anything, I just took advantage of the time to bandage the wound of this Yue devil, and by the way, I tied his only right hand that could still move. Damn, this guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp, even if only one hand can move, I don't dare to easily collide with him, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, right?

"You don't know yet, do you?" I smiled, pointed to the wound on his left shoulder and said, "I shot this one!" The marksmanship is not good, and only one out of ten bullets hits, which makes you laugh! ”

"Hmm!" The Vietnamese sniper couldn't help but be stunned, aimed at the gun on my back, and then let out a wry smile: "I didn't expect that my Yong Changming would die in your hands, and I would lose under a gun like you...... I ......"

As he spoke, he stood up abruptly as if he was going to fight with me, but the two broken legs didn't listen to him, so he shook the scene and fell into the water and fainted.

Seriously, I really scared him, I really didn't expect that a person would still have fighting spirit when he reached this step, can this still be called a person? It's like a beast.

At this time, I couldn't help but think of the old man, didn't he also tear off his eyes and rush forward? I'm afraid that only the old man can compare with the guy in front of him. At this time, I seem to understand the old man's approach, and there is a real need for people like him in this era......

After a long time, I mustered up the courage to go up and kick him in the abdomen, so that I dared to drag him out of the water. As soon as I poked my mouth and nose, I was fucking angry, this life was really hard!

"Yang Xuefeng!"

"Yang Xuefeng!"

……

I don't know when the artillery stopped, and there were a few shouts from my comrades, and I hurriedly answered: "Here!" Capture a captive! ”

Scar's fart ran up and was happy to see it: "Fuck you, you're really good, you caught a prisoner after a while, and you're still a devil's sharpshooter!" ”

To be honest, I don't care what kind of sharpshooter this hell is, although his toughness still scares me a little, but at the same time, I also know that even if I survive such a serious injury, I will only be a toothless tiger in the future.

What I cared about was his gun - an extra-long barrel, a hollowed-out butt, and a scope...... It immediately caught my eye and all my attention. As soon as I held this gun in my arms, I couldn't put it down and looked at it, it felt like playing an online game listlessly, but suddenly I hit an artifact......

I've always faced this battlefield with the attitude that I can hide. But after having this gun, I suddenly had the desire and urge to go to the battlefield to practice my hands.

"Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" When I got back to camp, Scar sat down in front of me hesitantly.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" I played with the sniper rifle in my hand and looked at Scar suspiciously. Judging by his expression, it will definitely not be a good thing to come to me this time.

"Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" Scar handed me a cigarette and said meaningfully, "These battles...... You have behaved very well, which is commendable, especially in dealing with the sniper of the Yue Devil, you have shown great courage and successfully captured the sniper of the Yue Devil. But ......"

But this proves that I was right, and it's not a good thing.

"But......" Scar paused and continued, "you must turn in this gun!" ”

"What?" As soon as I heard this, I stood up and said, "Why? I shot the sniper, and I also handed over the gun, so why should I hand it over? ”

"Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" Scar said in an aggravated tone: "You have to understand, we are a revolutionary team, an organized and disciplined army, if everyone is like you, whoever gets the weapons is who's whoever, then isn't it a mess?" Then aren't we bandits robbing houses? ”

"You'll just treat me as unorganized and undisciplined, anyway, I just won't pay!"

"You!" Scar was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and after pacing a few steps in front of me, he said angrily, "I'll tell you the truth!" Our mission this time is for this gun, and you know how many people our platoon sacrificed for this gun? Five, five living lives, Comrade Yang Xuefeng! It can be said that this gun was bought with the lives and blood of comrades, and you are embarrassed to take it for yourself? Don't you blush, you? ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but be silent, my attention was always focused on this gun, and it was only now that I realized that our platoon had sacrificed five soldiers in just a short time since it had just gone out.

"I said Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" Seeing that I was not so opposed, Scar slowed down his tone: "You must know that every battle and every feats are the credit of all the soldiers, think about it, if you went up alone just now, would you have been able to capture the prisoner and seize this gun?" Individualism and egoism are not to be dropped......"

"Platoon commander!" I interrupted Scar's words and said, "There is a saying that good steel is used on the blade, and I am confident that I can use this gun well, so you can assign this gun to me?" ”

"You ......" now the scar is gone.

Actually, I didn't know what Scar said, but I don't care about individualism or egoism, I just want this gun.

"Comrade!" At this time, the rifle came up, sat down heavily in front of me, and then raised the gun in his hand at me, and said: "I am in the company, and no one dares to recognize the first if I can say that I am the second in shooting, but I still have to use this 56 and a half, do you know why?" ”

"I don't have a good gun!" This is not a question that even a fool can answer.

"Do you know the consequences of not having a good gun?" Rifle asked again.

This can stop me, I've only been in this world for a day, how do I know what the consequences are.

"Do you know that we want a platoon of people to desperately grab this gun? Five more comrades were sacrificed for this?"

I shook my head, in fact this is what I have always wondered in my mind.

"Let's have a gun......" The rifle took the scar and handed it a cigarette, lit it and said: "56 and a half are four hundred meters away, but what about this gun of the Yue Devil?" Seven or eight hundred meters is no problem, we are just because the weapons are not as good as others, sometimes a company is pressed and beaten by the devil alone but there is no way, do you say this nest? ”

I couldn't help but be silent, although I had only been a soldier for one day, but I could also imagine what it would be like if a company was pressed and beaten by a sniper from the Yue Devil and could not advance or suffered heavy casualties.

"A fellow of mine is also a comrade-in-arms...... "Speaking of this, the rifle smiled miserably: "He died at the hands of the sharpshooter of the Yue devil, not that his marksmanship is not as good as the devil, but he must run nearly 300 meters to get the devil, but 300 meters...... How many shots can a 300-meter devil fire? He...... Unwillingly, he kept holding my hand when he was dying, so that I must avenge him...... He didn't mention the newborn child until he died, and he didn't mention his daughter-in-law who was still in confinement, just to let me take revenge, revenge! ”

"Three squad leaders!" After a moment of silence, I said with some confusion: "Didn't you say...... Want revenge? Isn't that why you can't get the gun in the way? If you have the right marksmanship, then this one ...... I'll make it for you! ”

I really don't want to let it, but I feel that it's all here, and it won't be interesting enough for me to keep holding on to it.

"That's the case, Comrade Yang Xuefeng!" Scar interjected, "What about this time...... The reason why we have to fight for five lives to grab this gun is because our superiors want to bring it back for research, do you know what research is? It is...... Just take one back and you can make a hundred and a thousand! ”

"Oh!" As soon as Scar said this, I understood that it was meant to be imitated. I believe in this, our country is a well-known copycat country, isn't it? Something has passed through our hands, let's toss a copycat version in a few clicks.

"Yes, I know!" Scar spat out a puff of smoke and continued: "The more devils are very good, and they also know that we lack good guns, so even if the sharpshooter is injured on the battlefield, he will smash the gun and blow it up before being captured, so we haven't been able to capture a single of these guns until now." This is the first time you have paid it, and the superior chief is happy to hear it, who knows if you still have to hand it over......"

"Okay, okay!" When I heard this, I understood that this gun would definitely not be able to be saved, whether it was national righteousness or the feelings of comrades-in-arms, this gun did not belong to me, so I simply pushed the gun into Scar's hand and said, "Then if I still get a ...... next time"

Scar slapped his chest with a "collapse" sound: "Next time you pay another handful, I will assign it to you!" ”

I glanced at the sniper rifle and was so reluctant that I thought I would never see it again. But what I didn't expect was that this gun not only did not leave me, but also followed me through the whole war from then on......