Chapter 48: Scheme

"Let me get on!"

"I'm here!"

...

In an instant, the sounds in the walkie-talkie became chaotic, which has never happened before. There are many people using the walkie-talkie, with a total of more than 40 people. In order to avoid the sound mixing and affecting normal communication, most soldiers only report when necessary, and usually do not speak. But now they are in chaos.

The Cold Gun Army is a small army with only 30 people. It is precisely because the troops are small and have common interests and hobbies. When they have something to do or not, they will talk about gunshot skills and exchange experiences, so they have a good relationship with each other. Now, when they hear that there are sharpshooters on the No. 3 position, they are indignant and rush to get up to avenge their comrades.

The soldiers of the Cold Gun Army were originally responsible for the task of sniping the important targets of the puppet army, and often played the role of drawing dragons and spotting the sun at critical moments. At this time, when they were in chaos, the situation on the battlefield immediately became tense, and the front line of the puppet army immediately rushed towards our position several meters.

I couldn't help but frowned and quickly ordered to the walkie-talkie: "Everyone has it, continue fighting, no one is allowed to go up! The enemy on the No. 3 position will be handed over to me!"

"Captain..."

"This is an order!" Several sharpshooters seemed to want to rob me, or were worried about my safety, but I pushed them back with just one word.

He installed a magazine for his rifle, then took off all the kettle, dry food bags, and other burdens that were not available for the time being.

The sniper of the puppet army looks a bit good. At least two sharpshooters in our army have already died under his gun. Although the puppet army snipers have taken a lot of advantage, that is, they can hide in a large number of charge puppet troops. However, all the soldiers who can enter the cold gun unit are sharpshooters from one in a hundred. No matter what, being able to kill them is enough to show that this guy is very strong...

Wait! What I just heard seemed to be Wang Xinhe's report, which means that the two sharpshooters who died were Wang Xinhe's soldiers, and Lin Xue was also Wang Xinhe's soldiers...

Lin Xue! There will be no Lin Xue among the two soldiers who died!

Thinking of this, I was frightened and sweated coldly. I was silent and called to the intercom, "Lin Xue, Lin Xue..."

After shouting twice, I didn't answer, which made me feel as if I was falling into an ice cellar and I collapsed on the ground.

"Here!" But at this moment, Lin Xue's familiar voice came from the walkie-talkie.

My heart couldn't help but tremble, and a loss-losing ecstasy suddenly filled every pore on my body. But this ecstasy lasted only two seconds. After two seconds, I didn't know where the temper came from. I angrily asked at the intercom, "Why did you answer so slowly? I called for a long time but haven't responded!"

"I..." Lin Xue responded aggrievedly and didn't dare to say anything anymore.

I let out a long breath, relaxed my nerves that were tightened all over my body, closed my eyes and smiled bitterly.

Although the transition time is short, only one minute before and after, I feel as tired as a battle between life and death. I seem to be first thrown into the oil pan in hell, and then suddenly be taken to heaven to enjoy the beautiful scenery and delicacies. Only I can deeply understand the psychological gap in this.

"Report to the leader!" A familiar voice shouted in front of me.

I couldn't help but open my eyes in confusion. Who else would be Lin Xue? She looked pale as if she was irritated. She clenched her teeth as if she was enduring something. When two tears in her eyes were about to fall, she hurriedly lowered her head to cover it up.

"What are you doing?" I asked in confusion.

"No... Didn't you ask me to come?" Lin Xue raised her head and explained aggrievedly: "I just hit the enemy so anxiously, so I reacted slowly. Please... Please ask the regiment commander to punish me!"

"Um!" I was stunned when I heard this. Then I realized that Lin Xue misunderstood that I asked her to come up as a helper, so I explained: "No, I thought you had already..."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but stop. It would be too obvious if I said it! By the way, such a bold confession is not popular in this era, and I have a walkie-talkie, and the soldiers are listening!

"Why?" Lin Xue was stunned for a moment, but after looking at the direction I was aiming, she quickly understood what I meant. She immediately turned sorrow into joy, and her smile soon climbed onto her beautiful face, and even her eyes were filled with the glory of happiness.

She lowered her head embarrassedly and chuckled, carefully covered the intercom and sat next to me and asked softly, "Did you think I've sacrificed just now? Do you really make you anxious?"

"Who, who is anxious?" I answered indifferently: "Is it useful to be in a hurry for things on the battlefield? Don't guess randomly, follow me to the No. 3 position to carry out the mission!"

"Yes!" Lin Xue responded like a cheerful little white dove. The smile on her face showed the excitement and joy deep in her heart. Her plump breasts were undulating like sea waves due to excessive excitement.

It was obvious that she knew I was saying something insincere, and she had already got the answer she wanted from the awkward expression on my face.

It seems that I am not a scam. I grabbed the gun in a little frustrated and ran towards the No. 3 position along the traffic trench. I didn't want to take Lin Xue to perform such a dangerous mission, but thinking about how loud I was on the intercom just now, all the soldiers thought I was asking Lin Xue to be my assistant. If I don't take her there, it seems a bit...

Let's take her there! At worst, let her hide in the dark and observe and cover me! But what I don't know is that my idea almost killed Lin Xue under the gun of a cunning puppet army sniper...

"Just stay here!" After a while, the two of them came to the No. 3 position one after another. I pointed to a position and said to Lin Xue: "Observe carefully and find a way to find the position of the puppet army sniper. Don't shoot unless you have to!"

Lin Xue pouted in dissatisfaction. The position I chose was too safe. It was not only far away from the front line, but also located in the groove of the stone. Even if the puppet army snipers discovered that if the position was wrong and the angle was wrong, there would be no way to pose a threat to her. Of course, such a place that was too safe would mean that the vision was very small and there would be no way to observe many enemies at all.

Lin Xue knew that she was put on a vase and was a little unwilling to do so at first, but when she saw my unquestionable gaze, she pursed her lips and smiled, made a mischievous face at me and set up a rifle meticulously.

Seeing Lin Xue enter the position carefully, I felt a little relieved. Without Lin Xue's worries, I could only focus on myself and let go of everything to fight. This reminded me of the "Zhaomen" mentioned in martial arts novels. It is said that Danfan's people who practice iron shirts are invulnerable, but they have a weakness, and once they are hit, they will die on the spot. This weakness is called "Zhaomen".

I think if there is really a "Zhaomen" thing in this world, then Lin Xue will undoubtedly be my "Zhaomen".

I hugged my waist and ran in the traffic trench for a while. The sound of gunfire and grenade explosions were heard in front of me, and the bullets were flying straight above my head, and the strong wind was like a moth flying over my head with its wings.

I was not in a hurry to choose the terrain to poke my head out to find the puppet army sniper, because I knew that it was not only useless, but would put myself in danger. The enemy sniper was hidden among the many charging puppet army. It was undoubtedly very difficult to find him with such poor visibility. Maybe he was staring at our army's trenches with a pair of hunter-like eyes waiting for his prey to appear. Once I emerged, a bullet would shoot into my head at a speed of 865 meters per second...

Therefore, I made some preparations before I came forward to observe, trying not to expose myself on the second-tier positions, and looked through the bodies of the volunteer soldiers lying on the positions one by one. Because the battle was very fierce, these martyrs were not carried off the position on the spot, which also gave me the opportunity to observe.

After watching for a while, I felt something was wrong. There were not many soldiers who died under the puppet army sniper pistol, and only seven or eight were still there. Of course, these seven and eight soldiers also included some of them hit by stray bullets.

Why did the pseudo-sniper have such a great advantage but not fire? After thinking about the location of the seven and eight corpses, I quickly understood: the purpose of the puppet army sniper was to lead me to the No. 3 position.

The first thing he killed was the two sharpshooters of our army hidden on the second line. It seemed not difficult to do this. He just needed to hide in the dark and wait gradually. After our army's sharpshooters fired and exposed their positions, he would take action! Once the two sharpshooters of our army left, it would be difficult for other soldiers to pose a threat to him, so he could do whatever he wanted in the front of the No. 3 position.

At this time, I believe he is already capable of assisting his comrades in breaking the No. 3 position, but why didn't he do this? It is obvious that the No. 3 position is located in the middle of the top position. Even if it is broken by the puppet army, it will soon be attacked by volunteer soldiers on both sides without any results!

So he settled down and wanted to lead me to the No. 3 position to solve it. This can be seen from the distribution of the corpses of the volunteer soldiers who were shot by him. They are all located on the more prominent parts on both sides of the No. 3 position. He obviously wanted me to find that there were snipers on the No. 3 position and let me come over...

From this point of view, he did succeed because I was already on the No. 3 position at this time.

Of course, I can not let him succeed, and I can still choose to withdraw from the No. 3 position. But this seems to be a choice, but it is also an unselectable choice. There is no reason, because I am a regiment commander, because in the eyes of the soldiers, I am a hero and a role model, because I just swear to the soldiers: "The enemy on the No. 3 position is handed over to me!"...

This experience has fully told me one thing, that is, you should not speak too much, otherwise you will be forced to death like you are now. No wonder everyone in modern officials talks about "judging the situation, looking at the situation", "let me think about it again", and "study and research again".

This is the way to be an official! It seems that I am not very suitable to be an official!

Then I thought of another thing that the reason why the puppet army sniper knew me was because I had shown that trick before, was to kill the puppet army officer holding a telescope to observe our position in the darkness. So he set up this trap against me and waited for me to throw myself into my arms!

Why don’t I know the truth of “shocking the head of a gun”? What should I do? So I am even more sure that I don’t have the talent to be an official.

This puppet army sniper is really not lazy. He can analyze his opponent's psychology so thoroughly, which makes me unconsciously fall into the trap set by him. What's even more amazing is that now I know that this is a trap, but I can't help but can't get rid of it!

At this time, he must have been waiting for me with a sniper rifle outside...

Now I truly understand that to become an excellent sniper, you must not only grasp the opponent's whereabouts, but also grasp the opponent's psychology!

But it seems too late to understand this now. Am I just coming out and letting him slaughter?

No! When did I become so pessimistic? I have always felt at a disadvantage from entering the position until now! You know, I am not dead yet, and not dead means I still have a chance! What's more, on the battlefield of snipers, there has never been a saying that I will definitely win if I lose!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but gritted my teeth and clenched the rifle in my hand, closed my eyes and thought about the countermeasures.

Just stick your head out to find the target?

This is obviously not possible. The No. 3 position is only a few dozen meters long. For a sniper, it is not too easy to pay attention to whether anyone poked his head out of these dozens of meters long trenches!

Let Lin Xue help?

This is indeed a good method. Usually when snipers have no choice, they will ask their assistants to make some noises in other places to attract the attention of the enemy, and then "The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind". Although this job is very dangerous for the assistant, there is no safe place on the battlefield. If it is someone else, it is understandable that I do this, but my assistant is Lin Xue!

Wait! I looked at the soldiers who were defending the No. 3 position and fought against the enemy, and couldn't help but be stunned. The puppet army snipers did not target them because they were worried that they would expose their position in front of me. Since this guy did not target the soldiers, why can't I disguise myself as them!

Damn! I was a volunteer soldier, so do I need to disguise myself? The puppet army sniper can hide among his comrades, why can't I?

Thinking of this, I immediately stood up and ran a few steps along the traffic trench and arrived at a fire point. This was a machine gun fire point. The machine gunner was spitting flames at the enemy with a turntable machine gun "Wow...", and rows of enemies fell down screaming under the machine gun bullets. The deputy machine gunner was preparing to replace the machine gun with another plate. Behind them, three volunteer soldiers were pressing bullets at the back, and they were also backup personnel of the machine gunner.

"Captain!"

"Captain!"

...

The soldiers recognized me by the light of the flares, but they were all very busy. When they saw me, they just raised their eyebrows and continued to work.

I nodded, not dissatisfied with their performance. The fact is that if they dare to stop their work or get distracted by me on this battlefield, that would be the reason for me to get angry.

I patted the warrior in the front row, took the bullet disk from his hand and said, "Let me come, you can go to the end!"

"Yes!" Although the soldier was puzzled by my behavior, he still meticulously executed my orders.

The orders on the battlefield cannot tolerate any doubts, and as the 7th Company of the elite troops, of course, is very clear about this.

"Captain, you are..." Lin Xue's voice came from the intercom. She obviously saw my strange behavior and couldn't help asking.

"Stop talking and keep observing!" I replied without hesitation.

"Yes!" Lin Xue responded and never dared to ask anything more.

I leaned my rifle to a place within reach, and I followed the other soldiers and pressed the bullets into the bullet disc one by one. After the machine gun at the fire point fired the bullets and fired the auxiliary shooter replaced the bullet disc for the machine gun, I handed the bullet disc filled with bullets on it, retrieved the empty bullet disc and continued to press the bullets!

Of course, pressing bullets is not my purpose, I am waiting!

As for what to wait for, it really makes me feel a little indescribable, because I was waiting for the moment when the machine gunner or the deputy shooter was sacrificed or injured! Because only in this way can I be the substitute of an ordinary soldier; only in this way can I not attract the attention of the puppet army snipers; only in this way can I achieve the final victory in this sniper...

With a "boom!", just as I was thinking, a shell exploded nearby.

This is the point of machine gun firepower. It will always become the target of enemy mortar bombing, or the object of enemy machine gun suppression...

"Captain!"

A soldier next to me touched me. I looked up and realized that I had no idea when the sub-machine gunner had fallen into a pool of blood, but I did not take the bench in time.

From this point of view, I may be a good team leader or an excellent sniper, but I will never be a qualified machine gunner.

With a hint of apologies, I pushed the sacrificed machine gunner aside, and I leaned forward with a bullet disk in one hand and the rifle in the other!

Teams of puppet troops charging towards our positions finally appeared in front of me. The machine gun bullets were ruthlessly throwing towards the enemy like a long fuse, knocking down all enemies who dared to challenge our army's majesty in rows.

There were blood, corpses, figures and bullets everywhere in front of us, some shot at us, some shot at our enemies, occasionally these bullets collided in the air, and gorgeous Mars would burst into the middle of the battlefield. The light of the flares was either light or dark in the air, just like a fluorescent light on the verge of reimbursement and the last bit of struggle before entering the garbage dump. The scene was quite chaotic for a moment!
Chapter completed!