Chapter 109: Accident

The footsteps were getting louder and closer. I held the rifle tightly with both hands and didn't dare to move. My eyes couldn't help but aim at the only one grenade left in the grenade bag. I was thinking in my heart that if the enemy surrounded me, should I also sound the "Glorious Blast" like the 2nd Platoon Leader or other soldiers and die with the enemy...

Surrender? At this moment, I really thought about surrender. When I was about to die, everyone would think of various ways to survive. I believe that the US military would give me good treatment after I surrender. After all, I am a chief of staff, and the US military also treats prisoners of war according to military rank.

But in the end I gave up this plan. For nothing else, so many soldiers would rather die than surrender. As their superiors, how could I, as the chief of staff, smear them in the face! What's more, as a senior cadre in the Volunteer Army, if I surrender for life and fear of death, how bad the impact it would have on the army and how much damage it would have on the morale of the soldiers!

So I gritted my teeth and immediately turned on the grenade safety cover and held the strings in one hand...

I could hear the footsteps around me slowly approaching me. The US military's deer-skin boots stepped on shrapnel in the soil, making some obvious metal friction sounds. They were very careful and slow. I think this is because they were told that there was a sniper hiding here! The snipers always had a mysterious heroic color in the eyes of the US military, and they also "respect" the enemy snipers, but at this time their "respect" was not a good thing for me.

How come this damn time passes so slowly! As the footsteps get closer, I can't help but curse. I want to take out my pocket watch to see the time, but I really can't make any moves.

Finally, a black muzzle appeared in my field of vision, and then another one, another one...

It's over!

I was cruel and closed my eyes with a sudden pull of the string.

With a loud "boom", I heard the US military scream.

It won't be so fast! The grenade still has time delays, right? And why can't I feel the pain at all?

Then there were a few loud noises, and the gravel and mud on the position flew around, which made me realize that it was not the grenade explosion, but the fact that our army was shooting artillery! Opening my eyes and looking at the grenade in my hand, it was still emitting white smoke! I was so scared that I hurriedly threw it out.

"Boom..." The cannon sounded tighter, and the US troops on the position ran around looking for a hiding place. Some even ran past me with guns and had no time to "pay" me.

I was about to take advantage of this time and ran back to the tunnel, but when I thought of the US sniper, I couldn't help but stop.

A sniper is different from the ordinary US military. If he is like other people, he abandons his target and runs around when he is bombed by a shell, then he is not worthy of becoming my opponent. So I think he should still be waiting for me somewhere on the position, just waiting for me to run out and give me a fatal blow.

Damn it! I didn't expect that I would not dare to act rashly when I got fire. It would be fine if I died under the enemy's gun. If I died under the shells of my own people, it would be unfair.

Sometimes I also thought that this might be my guess, or that guy wasn't waiting for me outside at all! To be honest, this lucky mentality is very tempting. I have tried to fight several times. Anyway, rushing out is death, and not rushing out is death! But in the end I held it up.

Because I know that the reason why snipers are different from ordinary soldiers is that snipers are more patient, more rational, and more tolerant than ordinary people! If I rush out with a lucky mentality, it would be understandable, but it would not be possible as a sniper.

Just when I was lying in the crater and didn't know what to do, a US military suddenly jumped into the crater where I was. Seeing this, I couldn't help but be overjoyed, pulled out the military sect and pointed it at his neck. Just as I was about to take advantage of the momentum, I stopped the movement in my hand.

The US military blunt his mouth, slowly turned his head, looked at me with a pair of blue eyes full of horror, and after a long time, he said to me: "www.piaotian.com't kill me please! (Wait, wait... Please don't kill me!""

I didn't kill him, not because he begged me, nor because I was soft-hearted, but because I felt that he still had value. I did want to cut his throat and then run out with his helmet. But I think that the sniper of the US military must have seen this confused soldier running in, so it was difficult to deceive him with a low-level trick like me, so I changed my mind...

"I won't kill you!" I replied in English.

Because the sound of cannons around me was very loud, I had to press his back close to his ears to make him hear me clearly. This made me feel that he was trembling. Facing the god of death, no one could calm down as before.

"I can let you go!" I said loudly in his ear: "But you have to run in the direction I said, and my gun will always follow you..."

As I said that, I stretched out to touch the m1911 on my waist, but I felt empty. Then I remembered that after I had fired the pistol bullets, I threw them on the battlefield in order to seize the time.

So I pulled out the pistol from the waist of the US military, skillfully opened the insurance, pointed to the direction of the tunnel entrance to the US military and said, "I won't kill you when I run in that direction, and I will not turn back, otherwise I will return all the bullets in the pistol to you! Do you understand?"

"Thank you! I will do what you said!" The US military was a little unbelievable at first, but after thinking about it, he felt that it would be better to give it a try after dying, so he nodded and agreed.

"Remember!" I emphasized again: "Don't look back! Run..."

With my order, the US military jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the entrance of the tunnel. But before he could run a few steps, he suddenly stepped forward and covered his chest and fell slowly!

I dared not be negligent. Just when the US military was shot, I used all my strength to jump, ran towards the entrance of the tunnel.

There was no gunshot. In fact, even if the sniper fired at this time, I couldn't hear it because of the rumbling cannons around me. But at least there were no bullets hitting me now. I think he must still be immersed in the pain of killing his comrades with his own hands. The Americans have always attached importance to human lives, except on the battlefield. However, killing enemies on the battlefield and killing his own comrades are completely different.

Anyone who knows that he killed one of his own people just now will be hit to varying degrees, and the sniper is no exception. So I took this opportunity and ran towards the tunnel entrance like flying.

I have to admit that a person like me in a volunteer uniform running around in the US military group is indeed a bit awkward, and I feel a little scared. Isn’t this the sheep that fell into the wolves? Fortunately, the wolves are busy looking for a hiding place and have no time to pay attention to me, which makes me run to the tunnel without any danger.

Just as I was about to lower my head and drill in, I pulled back my foot that was reaching in. After hesitating for a few seconds, I threw the m1911 in my hand in.

"Bang" A gunshot came from the tunnel, and I couldn't help but say it was so dangerous. I was almost shot to death by the soldiers guarding the tunnel. However, at this moment, they thought that the grenade I threw in just now and rolled aside to avoid it!

Feeling the dense shells like storms outside, I didn't care whether I guessed correctly or not, and gritted my teeth and got in. While trotting my waist, I shouted inside: "I am my own people, I am the chief of staff!"

"Chief of Staff, it's the Chief of Staff... Put away the gun!"

I felt relieved when I heard this sound, and then with the last little effort, I ran to the corner of the tunnel a few steps, and sat on the ground and gasped.

"Chief of Staff, really is Chief of Staff..."

"Chief of Staff, are you okay!" In the dark tunnel, a volunteer soldier's dark face appeared in front of me, looking at me with an incredible look and said, "Chief of Staff, we all use you..."

"What do you think I am? I think I am heroic, right?" I replied angrily: "I am not heroic under the Japanese gun, but I am almost heroic under your gun! I will shoot after seeing it clearly!"

"Chief of Staff, we can't blame us!" Another soldier said aggrievedly: "It's time that there are still people touching the tunnel, so of course we think it's a Japanese, let alone the tunnel is dark, so who can see clearly..."

"There is still a reason for you!" I patted his head in anger.

"Chief of Staff, we know we're wrong!" The black-faced soldier scratched his head and said, "Next time, we must see clearly before fighting!"

"Look at your head!" I slapped him in the head again: "At this time, there are no one outside, so why don't you look at it? Any living things come in need of hitting!"

"Yes!" The two soldiers responded and looked at each other, as if it was wrong to see clearly, and it was wrong not to see clearly, so they couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Chief of Staff, your gun!" One of the soldiers picked up the m1911 I threw in and handed it to me: "This thing scared us just now, we thought it was a grenade!"

"If you don't scare you, can I come in alive?" I put away my pistol and ordered them: "Stay at me and don't let the Japanese touch them!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded.

After explaining to the soldiers, I walked into the tunnel with my waist and turned left and right along the tunnel, and soon came to the command center. Under the light of the kerosene lamp, Gao Yongxiang and Miao Huaizhi sat on the ground dejectedly, and Instructor Qin was pacing anxiously in the middle.

"Oh, what's wrong?" I asked casually, patted the soil on my body and walked in.

"chief of staff!"

"chief of staff!"

...

Unexpectedly, as soon as I made a sound, the soldiers in the command center jumped up from the ground with needles, which scared me.

Instructor Qin even hugged my shoulders, looked up and down, and asked in surprise and joy: "Chief of Staff, you didn't sacrifice!"

"Nonsense! Can you still stand here after sacrificing?"

"Great! Chief of Staff!" Instructor Qin looked at me and laughed, and after a while, he turned to Miao Huaizhi and Gao Yongxiang and said, "You two comrades! What should you say about you? Isn't the Chief of Staff standing here for sure? How do you say... "

"We mean possible!" Gao Yongxiang replied.

"That's it!" Miao Huaizhi smiled foolishly, "We ran into the tunnel and lit up the number of people and found that the Chief of Staff had not come in. At that time, the cannon had already exploded. There were either shells or American devils outside. Who would have thought that the Chief of Staff had not yet...hehe..."

"Chief of Staff!" Gao Yongxiang said with some dissatisfaction: "Just just now, the instructor criticized us severely because of you and thought you were the one! Now it's a waste of criticism!"

"Oh?" I couldn't help but quip, "As you said, am I going out to die under the gun of the Americans before I can call you your heart?"

"I, I don't mean that!" Gao Yongxiang was a little fussed when I asked this.

The soldiers looked at him and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

At this time, the sound of cannons outside the tunnel slowly stopped. Instructor Qin waved his fists and said excitedly: "This cannon has beaten those Americans badly! Let's win another battle!"

"Hey! Instructor Qin just said that we were defeated!" Gao Yongxiang said.

"A defeat?" I couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Yes!" Gao Yongxiang nodded, and then he followed Instructor Qin's tone and said: "What's the use of fighting a few more Americans? If you lose the Chief of Staff, you will lose! The Chief of Staff can stand a battalion and a regiment of the Americans... No, it's a division!"

With a coaxing sound, a burst of laughter came out from the tunnel again.

"Comrades!" After a while of laughter, I said to the soldiers: "We must be careful when we attack tonight. I found that the enemy has sent their elite troops, which are called the "Rankers". I have fought with them before, so I know the situation of these troops. Although they are not many, they are all veterans who can fight, which is very difficult!"

"No wonder why I was hitting it, it felt a little different!" Gao Yongxiang said with a sudden realization: "This is called 'Ranker' or something. They have two skills. They are very good at using the terrain to cover themselves, which makes us feel a little in a hurry. Especially the sharpshooter among them, he suddenly shot us, and many comrades sacrificed this way!"

"Yeah!" I nodded, and remembered the scenes of confronting the US sniper just now, which made me feel a little scared.

I don’t know if it was because I just came back from the rear and had not fully adapted to the battlefield, or the sniper was too powerful, so I didn’t even have a chance to shoot one shot in this competition. I was at a disadvantage from the beginning, and then I was in a passive state of being beaten. Although I finally managed to escape from his gun, this guy followed too closely! This made me realize that when I compete with him next time, don’t make any mistakes again, even a small mistake. Otherwise, I might end up drinking and dying because of this mistake.

Based on the skills of this sniper, I can guess that the US Ranger is not simple. The so-called water rises and the configuration in the army is almost the same. The US Army cannot match a sniper with such a good level in a team of average level. Therefore, this Ranger should be the elite among the elite.

Thinking of this, I turned around and ordered: "Pass the order and send additional personnel to strengthen the defense of the tunnel entrance, be careful of the enemy's tricks! Be sure to prepare for all aspects such as virus prevention, fire prevention, and explosion prevention!"

"Yes!" Director Qin responded, picked up the phone and issued an order.

Will the US sniper take action?

Will he be killed in the artillery bombardment just now?

I was a little strange at this time, and I hoped that he would be killed by the bomb, but I didn't want him to be killed by the bomb.

If he was killed by the bomb, he would have no opponent! But this guy is too powerful, which makes me feel a little scared... I'm confused! But even if he was not killed by the bomb, he shouldn't be able to deal with the volunteer soldiers hiding in the tunnel! At least I have no good idea!

But I quickly realized that I was wrong and was very wrong!

The sky gradually darkened. To my surprise, the US military did not make any big moves throughout the day, and even threw a few grenades into our tunnel symbolically. Perhaps because of the lesson from last time, they focused all their energy on building the top position.

But I am not worried about this, because with the help of artillery, the fire came up, and the fortifications were destroyed! Even with the modern equipment of the US military, I don’t think it could build a bunker fortification that could withstand artillery bombardment within half a day!

Of course, except for tunnels.

But we asked us to dig the tunnel first, and the US military can't find the land if they want to dig it!

As the sky darkened, my heart slowly calmed down. The volunteers were good at fighting night wars, and the US military was most afraid of night wars. This has almost become an unchanging rule on the Korean battlefield. Moreover, our army was still hiding in the tunnel at this time, so what could they do to us!

But at this moment, several gunshots came from the entrance of the tunnel. I originally thought it was fired by the volunteer soldiers guarding the entrance of the tunnel, but when I heard it carefully, it was wrong. The volunteer soldiers were all in the tunnel. If they were shooting, the gunshots would echo in the tunnel, and the sound would not be so small.

Could it be the enemy's gun?

Sure enough, a soldier ran to me panting and reported: "Chief of Staff, there are enemy sharpshooters outside the tunnel, and we sacrificed several comrades!"

"What?" Although I was mentally prepared, I still couldn't believe this fact.
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