Volume 3 The Third Battle Chapter 19 Sniper
"Report to Battalion Commander Xu..." The dark-faced man was sharp-eyed and found Xu Feng as soon as he ran to the position. Xu Feng was talking to Regiment Commander Chu, Political Commissar Chen Ye and others on a map on an ammunition box. Some of them were wearing People's Army uniforms.
The dark-faced man saluted him and said, "Report to the battalion commander, Captain Cui is here."
"Report!" I also saluted beside him.
"What's the matter? Why did you arrive just now?" When Xu Feng turned around and saw that it was me, he couldn't help but scold me.
"Save the criticism for later." Regimental Commander Chu was impatient, and he pulled me to the map and said, "The situation is like this. We are roughly in this position - Buguli. There is probably a battalion of enemy troops in front of us, all British. They shoot accurately, especially a sharpshooter who specifically shoots at the explosive packs in the hands of our soldiers, causing great casualties and psychological burden to the attacking troops. Comrade Cui Wei, can you..."
"I know." Seeing that Captain Chu was a little hesitant, I simply responded, "Go and shoot down the enemy's sharpshooter!"
"Are you confident?" Captain Chu nodded.
"Hit me first and talk about it!" I answered solemnly.
My personality is that I never say those empty words to encourage others, because I know that confidence is based on strength. No matter how much empty words I say, it cannot enhance my strength.
"Captain Cui!" Political Commissar Chen Ye came over and patted my shoulder and said, "Your mission is very heavy. Although he is just a sharpshooter, he has a great impact on the attacking forces. If we can't get through before dawn, the forces of our two regiments will be blocked here. Once dawn breaks, the consequences will be disastrous!"
After a pause, Chen Ye introduced me to a People's Army officer next to him and said, "This is Commander Cui Chengxi of the People's Army."
"Hello!" Cui Chengxi came up to me and shook hands with me enthusiastically in Korean, saying, "We have met, Comrade Translator."
"Huh?" I was stunned when I heard that. Looking at the smiling People's Army officer in front of me, it took me a long time to remember that he was the North Korean officer who shot and killed American prisoners in the first battle. I still remember that I seemed to have punched him at that time. I didn't expect that he was a regimental commander...
Captain Chu was also present at the time. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Captain Chu. Captain Chu just smiled without commenting. I guess he had already remembered that incident a long time ago.
"I'll go check out the terrain!" After saying that, I ignored Cui Chengxi who was apologetically smiling and walked towards the position with my gun on my back.
Damn, I offended a regiment commander. As I walked, I thought to myself, fortunately that happened before the Sino-North Korean joint action, otherwise I would not be able to escape the charge of assaulting a superior.
I crouched down and trotted all the way to the position. I lay in the trench and looked forward. There was an open area in front of me . The two roads merged into one here, and then went straight through two high grounds. There were several bungalows with mud walls built close to the high ground. It looked like a school.
At this time, the open space was a mess of blood and flesh. The snow, which should have been white under the moonlight, was now black in the east and west, with corpses and bloodstains everywhere. No one knew how many volunteers had died in this battle.
The British were indeed veterans of World War II, and they had chosen the best terrain. The three firing points on the two high grounds and the school below the high ground could support each other, and the three-way road was completely blocked.
There were also three tanks parked next to the school and on the road. A "Churchill" infantry tank was in the middle of the road, and two "Centurion" tanks were protecting the school on both sides, one on the left and one on the right.
At this time, I could understand the pain of the volunteers. They had no heavy firepower, and even the only heavy weapon mortar could not be fired because of the cold weather. If we wanted to capture the steel fortress in front of us, which had the advantage of terrain and was protected by tanks, we could only rely on our flesh and blood to hold the explosive packs and blow them up. But the British sharpshooters used our explosive packs as targets to practice their marksmanship...
The only advantage of this terrain is that the road in front is a steep slope, and the volunteers are located on the top of the steep slope, which can make the volunteers charge much faster. But what does this matter in front of the iron wall fortress?
I slowly stretched out my rifle and observed the enemy's position through the scope, hoping to find something, but to my regret, they were well hidden.
However, even if there is a target exposed to my gun, I dare not shoot, because I know that is not the person I want to deal with. My opponent will not make such a low-level mistake. Shooting easily will only make him alert.
"How is it?" Xu Feng crawled to my side and asked in a low voice, "Did you figure out what's going on?"
I shook my head speechlessly. The strength of a battalion is about 300 people. Even if these 300 people stood in front of me, it would be almost impossible to recognize which one is the enemy's sniper, not to mention that the enemy is hiding in the bunker.
"Where did the division chief of staff die?" I asked in a low voice.
"Right there!" Xu Feng pointed to a piece of land about ten meters ahead, where there was a pool of black blood, which had already frozen into ice in the temperature of minus twenty degrees Celsius.
I nodded and looked at the terrain on the opposite side again. Now I at least know that the enemy is hiding in the school on the opposite side. Because the two high grounds are at least 800 meters away from here. Although the range of the British Lee-Enfield rifle is more than 900 meters, it is only a theoretical range. In actual combat, the only one who can hit a target more than 800 meters away, apart from modern sniper rifles with high-power scopes, is Zhang Taofang, a volunteer soldier known as the God of Snipers. And that was during the day.
Will he change his location? I asked myself in my heart. It is common for snipers to change their hiding places after shooting a sniper target in order to avoid being discovered.
"Do you have a telescope?" I poked Xu Feng next to me. He just nodded and took off the telescope from his neck and handed it to me.
I propped the telescope up with the butt of my gun, and after thinking for a while, I borrowed a gun from the soldier next to me. I didn't want my beloved sniper rifle to be broken by that guy's shot. If that happened, what could I use to fight him?
Then, under Xu Feng's puzzled eyes, I stared at the school opposite and slowly extended the telescope out of the trench. The lens of the telescope emitted a little cold light under the moonlight and shot into the corner of my eye. I suddenly understood why the enemy sniper could kill the enemy with one shot in the dark night.
At this moment, there was a "bang" sound of a gunshot, and a bullet hit the tree trunk not far behind the telescope very accurately. I quickly retracted my hand and looked at the position of the bullet hole. It was only a dozen centimeters away from where I had just extended the telescope.
