"If I had my anti-tank gun here, I would even pull out the bunker for you."
Inside the trench, Wei Ran angrily withdrew the Mosin-Nagant rifle in his hand, but in the end he did not fire that shot. Fire bullets with no confidence.
Compared to firing a shot in a hurry to try, this temporarily concealed position is more precious. Therefore, when there is not enough confidence, not shooting is the best choice, and this is also one of the most important things he learned in the firearms course at Hongqi Forest Farm.
Obviously, this hidden location did not attract too much attention because it was less than 200 meters away from the Americans like the place where Chen Qi had just been met.
But if he returns to his previous position, even if he is sure to hit enemies within 200 meters with his machine sight, he is not sure that he can achieve the 20-kill requirement before being killed by the Americans.
Slowly sitting down against the trench with his gun in hand, Wei Ran secretly thought about how to complete his return mission.
It is obviously unrealistic to practice marksmanship at short notice. The poor book only gave 15 days in total, and the ammunition bag on his body only had 35 rounds of bullets. Even if the guarantee is not complete, it also includes a prisoner capture operation. If I really have to wait for myself to practice my marksmanship, I am afraid that the signature at the door shop will have been completed.
"Since we can't hit the enemy 300 meters away, we'll hit the enemy 200 meters away. If we can't hit the enemy 200 meters away, we'll hit the enemy 100 meters away." Wei Ran gritted his teeth and made his own decision.
Looking up at the setting sun that was about to be completely blocked, he first blocked the newly dug shooting hole with soil and stones, and then took off his shirt and put it on again.
Cat waist and observed carefully along the trench, Wei Ran also had a general understanding of the current situation.
To put it simply, both sides occupy a small high ground that is not too prominent, and are in a stalemate stage with a straight line distance of about three hundred meters between them. The Americans wanted to capture the positions on the Volunteers' side, and vice versa. But no matter the terrain, neither side can do anything to the other.
Of course, the US military is constantly bombarded by aircraft, artillery and tanks, but at the same time it has also restrained a large number of troops. The volunteers' cold guns and artillery fired at intervals, and their lethality seemed to be no less than that of aircraft and cannons.
In addition, he also noticed some valuable clues scattered sporadically at the foot of the mountain in the other direction, less than 200 meters away from the American position. There are the wreckage of several Pershing or Sherman tanks, and less than fifty meters behind the wreckage is the barbed wire fence deployed by the US military. Another hundred meters behind the barbed wire is the American position.
In other words, if he could get close to the tank wreckage, he might have a chance to complete the return mission of killing 20 people.
But accordingly, once the Americans discover that they are hiding there, they may immediately be attacked by artillery or even aircraft.
Even, he had no doubt that in the small square grid in the hands of the artillery observers on both sides, thoseThe tank wreckage might have been marked with detailed coordinate data.
However, as the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger. If he wants to complete the return mission, the vicinity of the wreckage is obviously the best hiding place, and it is also his only choice at present.
Returning to the place where he had just met Chen Qi, Wei Ran picked up two tattered sacks after some searching, and picked up a piece of wire as long as two fingers as thick as a toothpick, and stood up. Then he walked towards the back.
Finding a patch of grass that no one cares about, Wei Ran pulled out some dead branches, shrubs and grass under the dim sky, and used the wire as a crochet hook to pin them in random places. On two pieces of sacks that had been cut open by bayonets.
I roughly made two ghillie suits that looked pretty good, and Wei Ran, who had already made up his mind, walked alone in the night and returned to the place where he planned to shoot not long ago. , sitting on the engineer shovel that was still here, took out the compass and watch from the metal book, stared at the pointer that beat at a constant speed, and waited patiently.
A full three and a half hours passed, until the stars appeared in the night sky. Then he put away the fluorescent compass and watch, picked up the engineer shovel and carefully Climbed out of the trench.
Under the glare of flares and high-power searchlights that rose from time to time on the opponent's position, Wei Ran carefully climbed forward a hundred or ten meters under the cover of shrubs, and finally stopped at a grave. behind a bag-sized mound.
The adventurous probe glanced at the US military position opposite. After a brief pause, he changed direction and continued to crawl forward diagonally, finally stopping at the edge of the barbed wire fence.
This place is only at most a hundred meters away from the trenches on the opposite side. Occasionally, you can even hear some vague sounds and vague conversations from the Americans in the trenches, and even searchlights, From time to time, it will be swept over my body.
After pausing for a moment and waiting for the searchlight to shine into the distance, Wei Ran continued to crawl to the side, patiently looking for gaps in the barbed wire, and at the same time keeping a distance of more than two meters from the barbed wire so as not to disturb the people hanging on it. The can above.
The hard work paid off. After crawling continuously for nearly an hour, he finally found the American observation post.
This diagonally protruding trench is less than 10 meters away from the barbed wire fence. There is the wreckage of a tank parked in front of it, and the barbed wire fence is also in front of the wreckage of the tank. But as long as he got closer, he could hear the faint chatter behind the tank, and even smell the smell of tobacco wafting over.
Moving more and more carefully, Wei Ran retreated a distance. After bypassing the hidden observation post, Wei Ran crawled back decisively. And finally stopped near the wreckage of a Pershing tank only about 100 meters away from the American observation post.
The ammunition rack of this Pershing tank seemed to have exploded. Not only was the turret blown off, but the road wheels on both sides were also missing. The interior was in a mess, with some traces of it. He had smelled the stench of corpses on every battlefieldtaste.
However, fortunately, the overall frame of this tank is still there, and the armor on the front of the tank is also intact. The most important thing is that there seems to be a lot of space under its chassis.
"This is it"
Wei Ran muttered to himself, carefully walked around to the front of the car, wielded the engineer shovel to dig up the soft soil that had been bombed, and dug out There was a hole the size of a washbasin.
Difficult to get into the gap under the chassis, Weiran did not forget to restore the newly dug hole to its original shape, and then began to dig unscrupulously. While expanding the hiding spot space, he also dug out The excavated soil was piled on both sides near the road wheels for reinforcement and shelter.
As he worked all night, the space under the chassis of the wreckage of the tank gradually increased, and outside, even late at night, the cold guns and cold guns still did not stop. From time to time, the volunteers' There was a crisp gunshot from the direction of the position, and on the other side of the US military position, either the searchlight was knocked out, or some smoking fool had his skull lifted off.
Even if nothing is hit, the sudden sound of gunfire will make the Americans nervously fire flares one after another, or seduce the machine guns hiding in the bunkers to emerge. The muzzle flash attracts the bullet that hits the shooter.
After all these harassment tactics were exhausted, around four o'clock in the morning, Wei Ran even heard a loud charge and a roar like a tsunami
Just when he nervously poked his head out from the front of the tank facing the volunteers, the Americans were like setting off fireworks on the position, shooting free flares one after another, and even... Before the flares landed, the American artillery launched.
However, whether it was the Americans or the Wei Ran who was almost hiding in the center of the battlefield, after they waited stupidly for more than ten minutes, except for being dazzled by the flares, there was no movement at all on the Volunteer Army's position. , even those cold-blooded shooters stopped firing a bullet or a shell.
“I’ve had a neurasthenia for the past few days.”
Realizing that he had been deceived, Wei Ran laughed and laughed in his heart and teased his American friends across from him in silence. He retracted under the tank chassis with a sound, and continued to wield the engineer shovel to quietly expand the space for hiding in the bunker.
When outside the deliberately left observation hole, a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, he stopped what he was doing. At this time, even if he squatted down, his head was in contact with the tank. There is also a punch distance between the chassis.
Shaking his red hands, Wei Ran took one last look outside, then took off his camouflage sack and spread it near the shooting hole. Then he lay on it and took a breath, groping for the solution. He took off the dry food bag hanging on his shoulder.
This long dry food bag contains fried noodles. Of course, this fried noodles are not packed in paper boxes like those on snack streets in later generations. Five yuan or maybeThe noodles cost eight yuan a piece and taste pretty good. They are just flour, not even wheat flour, but light yellow powdered dry food made from soybeans and sorghum ground into powder, added with salt, and finally heated and stir-fried in a pot.
In future generations, this kind of thing will feel similar to soy milk powder. If Internet celebrities bring a wave of goods, add some sugar substitutes and dried fruits, rinse with water and stir, Maybe it will be one of the alternative whole grains used by many beauty-loving girls to lose weight.
But in fact, after Wei Ran tried to pinch a ball and put it in his mouth, he found that it was not as delicious as he thought.
Although salt is added to this powdered dry food, it is only salt. And I don’t know if it is because it has been hanging on the body for a long time. It tastes slightly salty, but also slightly salty. It has a slight earthy smell and an undeniable smell of sweat. Most importantly, because it is too dry, this stuff burns your throat.
With difficulty, Wei Ran soaked the handful of powdery substance in his mouth with his saliva. He chewed it randomly for two mouthfuls, and finally had to unscrew the kettle and drink a small amount of water before reluctantly swallowing it.
With a silent sigh, he placed the dry food bag on the damp ground, hoping that after the moisture soaked in, the powdery dry food would not be so sticky to the throat. But at the same time, he also knew that this slightly salty dry food was actually good, at least it was much better than eating raw corn and raw potatoes.
After taking a short rest, Wei Ran turned around and lay down behind the fist-sized shooting hole, patiently sizing up the US military's position. Memorizing the terrain bit by bit. Even after making sure that no one noticed him, he simply blocked the observation hole, closed his eyes and started to catch up on his sleep with peace of mind.
He is waiting until the bunker he dug has completely integrated with the surrounding environment over time before he can start hunting.
Towards noon, the rumble of artillery and the roar of aircraft sounded again. Wei Ran, who was awakened, curled up and carefully poked an observation hole the size of a table tennis ball with the wooden handle of an engineer shovel.
Until the sound of the cannons stopped, until the gunshots rang out, and until the roar of the aircraft engines completely disappeared, an uncontrollable smile appeared on his lips. Apparently, at least the Americans didn't notice what was going on right under their noses.
The observation hole was blocked again, and after a long wait, night fell again. Wei Ran, who was still hiding in the bunker, patiently balled up a ball of damp fried noodles and stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.
The taste is still not delicious, and it is even more unpalatable because of the moisture, but at least it is not as mushy as eating dry flour and you can spit out flour when you take a breath.
Didn’t dare to eat more, he poured a small sip of water into his mouth stingily, took out the watch fixed with the compass in the metal book, then carefully turned it over and looked through it Those holes in the chassis above my head, I passed the time looking at the starry night sky.
When the time came to about one o'clock in the morning, a clear gunshot broke the silence.The searchlight also exploded suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, noisy gunshots rang out from all over the US military's trench lines, and the eye-catching muzzle flashes were swinging left and right unscrupulously as if they were afraid that others would not know their position.
In just a few seconds, one flare after another rose into the night sky. However, there was still no movement in the position behind Wei Ran. Clearly, like last night, it was clear that the American soldiers were not going to get a good night's sleep.
After more than half an hour of noisy action, the American position finally calmed down, and the blind searchlight was turned on again. But not long after, with the sound of a gunshot, the searchlight was extinguished again. .
This cycle went on for most of the night, and almost at dawn, the roar of aircraft engines came from behind the trenches of the US military position.
Wei Ran, who had been awakened for a long time, carefully pulled out a fist-sized observation hole. Wherever he looked, many cannons like snail tentacles emerged from the trenches behind the barbed wire fences. Mirrors, binoculars, and some more bold American soldiers with their upper bodies hanging out.
"It's time to get to work"
While Wei Ran muttered to himself, he loaded the Mosin-Nagant rifle with a "click". He has been waiting here for two days, and if he waits any longer, it will be just a waste of time.
Carefully placing the muzzle of the gun on the sack piece just inside the edge of the shooting hole, Wei Ran slowly moved his body, and finally used the crosshair to trap a prey with a cigar in his mouth.
Although the distance between the two sides is now less than 200 meters, although the prey will still be completely blocked by the crosshair, the artillery shells fired from behind the US military position and the aircraft overhead are killing him. Extra cover, so even if you miss, there is a high probability that no one will notice you.
Holding his breath and concentrating, Wei Ran took in a strong breath and slowly exhaled it. At the same time, the finger on the trigger also slowly increased its strength.
"Bang"
After a gunshot that was almost completely covered up by the sound of artillery, he immediately withdrew the rifle in his hand. At the same time, Wei Ran also saw the man who had just The man who was still holding a cigar had fallen back into the trench on his back.
"Good business, the first one"
Wei Ran took out the Mauser bayonet from the metal book and made a notch on the butt of the gun.
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