The fourth gunshot sounded again, and the impact point deviated to a place that could not be traced at all. Hearing the gunshot, Yan Wei did not rush to look in the direction of the sound, but lay motionless on the ground, waiting.
It seemed that the enemy finally gave up his action. After the fourth gunshot, no other movement came from the distance, and the entire jungle returned to its previous tranquility. The birds that had been scared away by the gunshot
, gradually gave up their vigilance and returned to their own habitat, but under the tree, Lao Deng was still hiding motionless in a tuft of grass, carefully observing the front.
Yan Wei was really impressed by Lao Deng's disguise. Even at such a close distance, he had to carefully distinguish him from the surrounding trees. Every blade of grass was smoothed to resemble the forest.
The wind direction is in the same direction, and the tight shielding completely covers all parts of the body. From a distance, it looks like a pile of grass!
"Be careful, grenade!" At the same time as Lao Deng's reminder came, a grenade nimbly passed through the gaps in the trees in the forest at a speed visible to the naked eye, and rushed towards Lao Deng's hiding place.
"Boom!" The next second, the violent explosion set off a wave of air that instantly engulfed Lao Deng's hiding place. The violent explosion hit Yan Wei's body like an air hammer, immediately stagnating his breath.
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Under the violent explosion, Lao Deng's perfect disguise, no, even Lao Deng's body, was lifted up high, and then fell heavily to the ground.
The enemy's methods were obviously too unexpected. The sniper attack from the rocket launcher pushed the general killing method to its limit. Seeing Lao Deng lying motionless in the grass, Yan Wei instinctively wanted to rush over to help, but the strong shock wave generated by the explosion
The attack caused him to almost lose control of his body.
Just as Yan Wei was squirming to recover his limbs that seemed to have been trapped, the rhythmic footsteps slowly came closer from far away and gradually became clear to his ears.
Slowly turning his head, the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of rubber shoes, and then the back of a tall man appeared in the jungle.
The man's steps were slow and steady. A nearly brand-new gun was slung across his shoulder, and a pistol with a slightly worn handle was loosely held in his hand.
The opponent easily stepped over the crater created by the explosion, then kicked Lao Deng away and placed his helmet in the grass as a concealment, and finally walked slowly to Lao Deng's side.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" The powerful recoil made the opponent's body tremble continuously, and the huge penetrating power of the bullet lifted Lao Deng's body together.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Yan Wei wanted to rush over and die with the opponent, but he asked himself that he lacked the courage at the moment. The enemy's strong momentum made him feel unmatched. Yan Wei realized that he could not use it without weapons or with weapons.
The excuse of physical injury deceived himself because he knew that even if the weapon was in hand and the body was intact, he didn't know whether he could or would be willing to shoot this old enemy in the back.
After calmly refinishing the gun, he lowered his body, opened Lao Deng's shoulder bag, took out his military uniform hidden in the bag, tore off an epaulette, put it in his pocket as proof of death, and then turned around and left the battlefield.
Witnessing all of this happening before his eyes, Yan Wei didn't know how to describe what he was feeling at this moment. At this moment, he was still crawling on the damp ground, breathing in the blood that was blown up by the explosion and mixed with Lao Deng's blood.
The fresh fishy smell, waiting for something blankly.
Waiting for the enemy to leave? Waiting for breathing and heartbeat to return to normal? Or waiting... Yan Wei himself doesn't know.
Time passed like this while waiting, until the dew wet his military uniform and made his skin feel cold, Yan Wei got up in a daze and walked towards Lao Deng's body.
The scene still maintained the same scene as before, but the difference was that Lao Deng's blood had solidified and turned into dark red blood clots. Yan Wei, who had long been accustomed to life and death, did not shed any tears, but calmly looked at his face.
He took out his military uniform from his bag and carefully put it on Lao Deng. Then he slowly moved his body to the center of the crater and covered it with soil in handfuls.
For him now, at this moment, the only thing he could do for Lao Deng was to bury him in peace. However, Yan Wei knew that as long as the enemy gunman was not dead, Lao Deng would never live in peace.
After packing up the still intact rifle and the few remaining ammunition, Yan Wei put on his old military uniform that had lost an epaulette, stood up calmly, and walked towards the distant jungle!
Losing the epaulettes of the military uniform is a shame. This is something that goes far beyond hatred. It is a shame left by one soldier to another soldier, and one army to another army. This kind of shame must be used in the same way.
Come and wash.
Lao Deng is right. A good sniper is not just about shooting well, but also about correctly judging what the enemy is thinking. Only by predicting the enemy's actions can the enemy's position be predicted. Otherwise, even if the marksmanship is better,
Well, he is just a fool who shoots dead targets.
Yan Wei had an eager thought at this moment, wanting to know what the "gunman" was thinking and how he knew where Lao Deng was hiding. For this reason, Yan Wei wanted to stay here and re-simulate the "gunman's" previous actions.
Looking for the traces left along the way, Yan Wei quickly came to a patch of grass a hundred meters away. Here, the burn signs left by the rockets were clear and obvious. It was obvious that the "gunner" threw the grenade here.
A pungent smell of gunpowder smoke drifted slowly around with the light breeze, and there seemed to be a strange smell mixed in the gunpowder smoke.
What is this smell? Yan Wei smelled it carefully and distinguished it. Soon, his eyes lit up and he understood - the smell of blood, due to the downwind, the breeze blowing from Lao Deng brought the smell of blood here.
, then, could Lao Deng’s previous exposure be related to this.
Yes, indeed, Lao Deng's leg was injured before, and the wound was only treated briefly. But after marching for more than ten kilometers, the wound must have burst again. Then, the enemy must have relied on the bloody smell brought by Lin Feng, roughly.
After knowing Lao Deng's location, he used rockets to briefly kill him.
But how did the enemy hide their traces without being discovered? Yan Wei swore that he had not found even the slightest trace of the enemy before.
"Crack!" While Yan Wei was carefully searching for the traces left by the enemy in the grass, a crisp sound of metal collision suddenly came from under his feet. If he hadn't listened carefully, he would have almost ignored it.
Yan Wei looked down and immediately found a bullet casing lying in the grass. He picked it up and looked at it, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in Yan Wei's mind.
This is the cartridge case of a machine gun. From the primer on the tail, it can be seen that the bullet was not fired by the bolt, but another sharp thing.
Seeing this, Yan Wei immediately lowered his body and started searching in the grass. Soon, he found him not far away. Yes, it was this one. If Yan Wei didn't expect it, the enemy would rely on this hiding place.
Make the sound of yourself running.
A small spring, an iron nail, and to be precise, there should be a simple sleeve outside. All of this constitutes a simple excitation device, a small mechanism that can fire bullets.
This simple small mechanism was widely used by the Japanese army in positional warfare. It is equipped with a bullet casing. Once someone steps on it, it can easily penetrate the foot or even the thigh. Its power is completely comparable to an anti-infantry jumping mine.
When the Japanese army was on Kyushu Island, in order to prevent the squadron from launching an attack, they had widely set up such mechanisms on the front lines. What Yan Wei did not expect was that this once-familiar little thing would be seen here again.
It seems that the other party must have used something like cigarettes or grass as a simple timer to control the launch of this thing. It is precisely because of this that the previous bullets were so inaccurate, as if they were aimed at nothing.
Then the enemy suddenly smelled a smell of blood while looking for Lao Deng, so they roughly fired a rocket forward.
After all the clues were grasped, Yan Wei's mind had a clear picture of how a scheming enemy had calmly and skillfully arranged all this.
Did Lao Deng die unjustly? Yan Wei didn't know. Yan Wei only knew that the enemy had the right time, place, and people. However, in a war, no matter whose luck is behind it, there is nothing to complain about, because no matter the relationship between the two sides
How huge the gap is. What is tested in a real competition is always courage, belief, and determination.
Lao Deng may have expected that he would die, but even so, he did not flinch or escape. He made the choice a soldier should make, faced him head-on, and fought for him even though he knew he could not fight!
From this perspective, Yan Wei knew that Lao Deng's defeat was not embarrassing at all. The only good thing was that the "gunman" did not find him. He must have come for a certain goal, and this goal was Lao Deng. Now,
Once the target is solved, the "gunman" will definitely disappear for a while. Then, when he appears again, he will have a new target.
Who could this target be? Yan Wei didn't think about it, maybe it was the captain, maybe it was Staff Officer Li, but the most likely one was himself, because even if the target the "Company Commander" wanted to snipe was not him, he would still attack him.
, give Lao He and Lao Deng an explanation.
Wiping the gunpowder-blackened rifle in his hand, the oil-soaked butt immediately flashed a soft yellow light. After carefully checking the bullet bag, Yan Wei shouldered the rifle and looked for the captain and others.
In the direction of leaving, walk farther away.
In the dense grass, dew kept dripping as he walked, adding a touch of sultry heat to the already damp soles of his feet. Following Lao Deng's instructions, Yan Wei kept changing his route of action, and after making sure that no one was following him, he hurriedly marched towards the pre-emptive route.