"Bang"
With a gunshot that was masked by the explosion, Wei Ran immediately withdrew his rifle and blocked the shooting hole with his canvas bag.
This was already the afternoon when he fired his first shot. During this whole day, including the shot just now, he only fired four shots, but the gun on his butt was , but there are already three more notches.
The firing frequency of Weiran is not very high. On average, it only takes two to three hours to fire one bullet.
Of these four shots, he could be sure that only three were killed. In addition to the one smoking a cigar in the morning, there was also a man carrying an artillery mirror, and a man who seemed to be wearing a priest's robe.
Of course, he is not disrespecting God and the old man, he is just worried that his friend Mr. Tom, who is also a military chaplain, will be bored in heaven alone, so he sends him a companion to relieve his boredom. .
As for the only shot that was uncertain, it was aimed at the fortress of machine gun fire that he had always been thinking about.
He was sure that the shot did hit the shooting hole, and he did notice that the old godmother stopped for more than ten seconds, but he was not sure whether it killed the machine gunner. .
After touching the word "正" that was only two strokes away from being written on the butt of the gun, Wei Ran did not open the shooting hole in the end. He just took out a magazine from the ammunition bag and put it in. The bullet was pressed into the chamber and the extra round was put into his pocket.
This is his third day here. In the remaining 12 days, he has to kill 17 more targets. Considering that the prisoner-capturing mission will appear at an unknown time, on average I have to kill at least two ki every day to complete the layout of the metal book.
But rather than hiding like a mouse under the wreckage of the tank, he actually wanted to go back to the trenches and take more photos with his camera, so that he could be familiar with and yet unfamiliar with those including Chen Qi. Chat with the people, ask them where their homes are, and ask them what their names are.
After shaking the already bottomed kettle, Wei Ran swallowed and secretly thought about returning to the trench to replenish some fresh water after dark, so as to complete this time-consuming and patient sniping mission as soon as possible.
While he was waiting, as time passed by, the beam of sunlight from the hole in the tank chassis above his head gradually moved eastward and finally disappeared completely. I saw the starry night sky above me, and whether there were flares going up.
“That’s not right”
Gradually, Wei Ran frowned. In the previous two nights, the searchlights of the US military positions would sweep over almost half a minute, but this time Each time, he waited for more than ten minutes, but the searchlights never touched this area like before.
"Broken"
Wei Ran couldn't sit still, and immediately opened the observation hole, searching for the conspiracy behind the changes in the trajectory of the searchlight in the night and the flares that rose from time to time.
However, until the searchlight was smashed like yesterday, heStill didn't see anything wrong.
Wei Ran, who had been thirsty all day, was no longer in a hurry to refill the water in the trenches. Instead, he was looking at the direction of the US military position with increasing vigilance.
As time passed little by little, the Sparrow War on the Volunteers' side continued as usual, and the reaction on the US military's side seemed to be no different from usual.
But when the time came to around three o'clock in the night, Wei Ran heard the slight sound of the can skin hanging on it shaking when the barbed wire was touched.
Subconsciously looking in the direction of the observation post sitting behind the tank wreckage, Wei Ran quickly saw a dozen figures crawling out from under the tank chassis with the help of flares that rose from time to time. Then he watched helplessly as they slipped through a gap under the barbed wire fence and crawled towards the area where they were.
Could it be that these people discovered me during the day and planned to grab my tongue
Wei Ran could not help but become nervous. He also threw the Mosin-Nagant rifle in his hand aside and replaced it with It became a sand submachine gun in a metal book.
However, what he didn't expect was that the figures scattered after crawling near the tank wreckage. Immediately afterwards, Wei Ran heard the tiny sound of the engineer's shovel rubbing against the gravel in the soil from the front of the tank where he was hiding.
Now is the time to lay landmines
Wei Ran grinned. It was obvious that once the volunteers really launched a charge, these tank wrecks were definitely the best bunkers. As long as they were buried here, Landmines can not only delay the charge, but also serve as an early warning.
Thinking of this, Wei Ran replaced the submachine gun in his hand with a Mauser bayonet. Then he carefully pulled out the shooting hole and got out gently.
When he ducked around to the side of the tank wreckage, he immediately saw an American soldier lying in the shadow of the tank wreckage, using a engineer shovel to carefully dig out the soil near the front of the vehicle, and under his Next to it, there seemed to be a canvas bag.
Looking left and right, Wei Ran took advantage of the opponent to turn over the shovelful of soil he had dug out, and at the same time, he clenched the bayonet in his hand, pointed it at the opponent's back and stabbed him diagonally. lung.
While turning the bayonet in his hand vigorously, his whole body also pressed on the soldier's body, pressing his face into the hole he had just dug by his weight. By the way, he also Knee pressed down on one of his arms.
Withdrawing the bayonet and stabbing it into the lung from the back again, the soldier completely stopped moving before he even had time to scream.
Picking up the canvas bag next to the soldier and looking at it, Wei Ran's brows jumped involuntarily. There were two type 3 square mines in it. Once this thing explodes, even if you hide under the wreckage of the tank, you may not be able to survive.
Seeing that the flares in the night sky were about to fall and the second batch of flares was about to rise, Wei Ran did not dare to delay and stuffed the body into the tank as quickly as possible.Under the chassis of Ke's wreckage, he pulled off his dog tag.
The shooting holes were blocked indiscriminately, and Wei Ran crawled towards the trenches of his own position as quickly as possible, dodging flares and searchlights.
"Password" in the trench, a soldier on guard shouted vigilantly.
“I don’t know”
Wei Ran, who had been hiding outside for two or three days, naturally didn’t know what the password was. He just shouted faster before the other party made any move, "Hurry and shoot in the direction of the tank wreckage. There are Americans laying landmines there."
"Is it Comrade Wei Ran?" Chen Qi's voice came over suddenly.
"It's me, it's me"
Wei Ran responded quickly, "My pen is still in your hand. Have you finished writing the letter to your daughter Qiu Guo?"< /p>
"It's really Comrade Wei Ran" Chen Qi immediately shouted, "Come in quickly"
Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately jumped into the trench as quickly as possible, and then discovered Chen Qizheng was standing at the door of a tunnel, looking at him expectantly. In his hand, he even held a roll of gauze.
"Where have you been these two days?" Chen Qi asked happily.
"It's hidden under the tank."
Wei Ran handed the blood-stained dog tag to the little soldier beside him, "Hurry up and organize shooting at the wreckage of the tank. There are ten people there. A few of them are laying landmines. In addition, the remains of the tank near the barbed wire fence are their entrance and exit."
Hearing this, the young soldier who looked to be no more than 20 years old immediately took the hand from Wei Ran. The dog tag ran away.
A moment later, the flares from the Volunteer Army roared into the air, and the machine guns on the trench line also began to spit out fiery snakes. A little later, the mortars fired from behind the position also hit accurately. Near those tanks.
"Quickly enter the tunnel, the American counterattack artillery will hit you soon."
While Chen Qi greeted Wei Ran, he had already pushed his shoulders into the hanging tunnel. A tunnel with a sack curtain.
Behind this curtain, the first thing Wei Ran saw were two oil lamps made of coarse porcelain bowls and a wounded man with his chest wrapped in gauze.
In addition, deeper in the tunnel, there were several shirtless and unshaven soldiers sitting, holding rifles or submachine guns. In the middle of these warriors, there was an iron bucket. On the top of the iron bucket, a fist-sized stone was slowly dripping water.
"You are injured." When Chen Qi saw the blood on Wei Ran's abdomen, he subconsciously wanted to help him tear open his clothes.
"It's not mine." Wei Ran patted his belly, "It got on it when I stabbed one to death just now."
Before he could finish his words, artillery shells from the US military position began to rain down overwhelmingly. A soldier in the tunnel reacted very quickly and picked up the wooden board at hand to cover the iron barrel. The other soldiers swarmed up to protect the wounded soldier without thinking.
"Open your mouth, open your mouth"
Chen Qi shouted to remind everyone, but it was obvious that everyone in the tunnel knew this common sense to avoid being deafened. One of them, who looked the youngest, even opened his mouth while enjoying himself. Make faces one by one.
But at the same time, in the tunnel reinforced with wooden planks, a large amount of soil and gravel mixed with the explosion of the artillery shells were shaken out, so that everyone had to squint their eyes and lower their heads. He held his head and waited in agony for the bombardment to end.
"Vigorous and high-spirited, across the Yalu River" Chen Qi, a health worker who used his entire upper body to protect the wounded, suddenly sang loudly, "Get ready to sing"
"Vigorous and high-spirited" , across the Yalu River"
The little soldier who had been making faces just now was the first to sing at the top of his voice. His voice was not very good, and it was even out of tune to the extent that even Wei Ran thought Out of reach.
But the singing that changed the tune and was mixed with the local accent of Qin was as powerful as the old tune sung by their ancestors. It was full of energy that made Wei Ran's heart tremble and his whole body wanted to arouse a layer of goosebumps. Confidence and momentum
"To protect peace and defend the motherland is to protect the hometown." The other soldiers who were hit by mud and gravel and couldn't lift their heads also sang along.
Listening to the songs sung by the soldiers with accents from all over China, Wei Ran also straightened his back in the bombed-out tunnel and relaxed his throat for the first time in his life. Along with the strange soldiers, whose faces gradually filled with smiles, they sang the following lyrics at the top of their lungs, "Good sons and daughters of China, unite as one." Resist US aggression and aid Korea, defeat the ambitious wolf of US imperialism
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