Chapter 17 Trap

When I ran out of the stone I used to hide, I couldn't help but hesitate. Because I always felt that the master lurking on the 902.8 high ground opposite was watching me.

He did not take action, that's for sure. Because if he took action, the casualties of Hu Biao and his team of soldiers who returned were not like this. The m1 rifle can fire eight shots in a row. If the action is fast, the master alone can make Hu Biao and the others suffer more than half of the casualties.

The reason why he didn't take action was because I was his target. He didn't want to miss any opportunity to snipe me. The shells, machine gun bullets fired by our army, and the figures of Hu Biao and his group of retreating may confuse the eyes of other snipers of the US military, but they will never deceive the master.

On the battlefield, being able to kill an enemy's excellent sniper is far more attractive than killing dozens of ordinary soldiers.

So I think his sight must be aiming at the stone I am hiding.

It was me who was in an awkward situation at this time. If I didn't escape, it meant that I would wait for the enemy's artillery fire here. If I escape... the master focused all his energy on me and locked the stone I was hiding. I was really not sure to escape from his gun.

There is a crater not far behind me. I just jump into this crater, then roll to the side and avoid a small hill, and then I can hide in the opponent's shooting dead corner. It may only take two seconds to complete this action, but I believe that the opponent can kill me in these two seconds.

Just when I was in a dilemma, a withdrawn volunteer army happened to run past the stone where I was hiding. I realized that this was my only chance, so I gritted my teeth and suddenly rushed out in front of the soldier.

I hope that the figure of this soldier can block the sight of the US sniper, and I hope that at this moment he did not notice me, but things in the world are always not satisfactory. With two gunshots, the soldier behind him suddenly paused, and two blood-like bullets flew past me.

As soon as I flew through the gap between my chin and my neck, I could even feel the airflow brought by the bullet when it rotated, and a few drops of water sprayed onto my face. Then I quickly realized that it was not the water droplets, but the blood of the warrior behind me.

Another hair passed through my cotton coat. When I ran, I was wearing a wide cotton coat and swept back slightly. As a result, the bullet was penetrated from one end of the cotton coat and came out from the other end. I only felt someone pulling my clothes behind me. I had been lying on the battlefield for so long, of course I wouldn't think it was a ghost pulling people.

It was obvious that the volunteer soldier behind me did block the sight of the US sniper. The US sniper wanted to use his bullet to penetrate the body of the volunteer soldier and hit me, but both bullets fell into nothing. I think that at this time, the rifle in the US sniper's hand should have only two bullets. Because the m1 rifle cannot add bullets in the middle, he can only fire two rounds. Otherwise, I might be knocked into a hornet's nest on the spot.

I didn't stop because I knew that a well-trained sniper could complete the magazine change in the blink of an eye. So at that moment, I didn't dare to hesitate at all, because I knew that hesitation meant death. So I rushed into the crater without diminishing momentum, and then rolled in the direction of the small hill on the left...

At the moment of rolling, I turned my eyes to the hit Volunteer Army soldier behind me. He was covered in blood and had just fallen down.

I was the one who harmed him!

This was a sentence I could think of at that time. Although no one could tell in the eyes of other soldiers that his death had anything to do with me. But I knew in my heart that if I didn't rush out when he came up and didn't need him to cover, then the US sniper would still not fire and he would not have sacrificed.

I had to do this, not because he should sacrifice for me, but because I thought of another point. If I don't do this, I might be the one who died. If I die, the US snipers will start killing due to the huge reduction in pressure, and then more retreating volunteer soldiers, including the one who died, will fall under his gun.

There are not so many ifs on the battlefield, and most of the time, what needs to be done is to avoid greater casualties, or sacrifice a small number of people to preserve more people, although I am the one who preserves this.

But I still felt guilty because the sacrificed warrior had no choice. I chose to give up his life. From this point of view, I felt that I was almost an executioner. This made me still unable to recover from the tragic situation of the warrior when he died.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that my expression was wrong, Li Pinghe couldn't help but come up and asked.

"Nothing!" I came to my senses, shook my head and said, "The US military has arranged a large number of snipers on the 902.8 high ground, and this battle is not easy to fight!"

Li Pinghe pushed his glasses and smiled, "Which battle is better to fight on your Cui Wei?"

"There is a master among those snipers!" I said seriously: "I almost couldn't get out at that moment!"

"Um!" Li Pinghe was stunned for a moment and asked, "Otherwise... I'll cooperate with you!"

To be honest, Li Pinghe's suggestion is indeed very attractive. If there was only one sniper on the 902.8 high ground of the US military, I wouldn't be so embarrassed. But in fact, it's not. They now say there are at least a dozen, and there is one master among them. If I deal with so many of them alone, I will inevitably feel that I am willing but not capable enough.

I have also seen Li Pinghe's marksmanship and patience. I knew he would not be much worse than me, but I still shook my head and rejected his suggestion. It was not for anything else, because I think with his current mentality, it is not suitable for sniper no matter what.

"Boom..." The US artillery shells and planes began to bomb our positions again, which forced us to interrupt the conversation.

I didn't have time to eat something when I was on the battlefield just now, so I didn't feel a little hungry, so I took out some fried noodles from the dry food bag and chewed it with a cup of hot boiled water that Zhang Mingxue brought me. While eating, I thought about the cold gun troops formed in Shangganling. How great would it be if they were here! Brother Hu Zu, Yang Zhenshan, and the already-sacred Wu Sihu... If they were there, the battle would not have been so passive!

By the way, aren’t they from the 26th Army? It seems that the 26th Army’s garrison is not far from us, right?

Thinking of this, I quickly stuffed all the fried noodles in my hand into my mouth, and while chewing, I came to the map on the table with the shock and roar of the shells.

Sure enough, I read that the 26th Army was located at the eastern line and was only twenty kilometers away from us. If we move quickly, we can arrive in just a few hours.

Thinking of this, I immediately reached out to grab the phone at the table, but when I thought it was inconvenient to call amid the rumbling explosion outside the tunnel, I had to write a few lines on the paper: "There are a large number of US sniper troops on the position, which caused great casualties and pressure on our army. I requested that the superiors dispatch the 26th Army Cold Gun troops to reinforce!"

After that, I handed the note to the telegraph soldier to deal with it.

At this time, the communication equipment of the Volunteer Army had improved a certain amount of improvement, so the contact and coordination of various parts on the battlefield was very fast. Soon a telegraph soldier saluted in front of me and then handed a reply call to me. I took it and couldn't help but be overjoyed. It was sent by Commander Pang, and it said: "I have contacted the 26th Army Headquarters and received the consent. The Cold Gun Force has set off and is expected to arrive in two hours!"

Their actions were so fast that I was a little surprised. I thought that if they hadn't been worried about the bombing of US aircraft along the way, they would not have arrived for two hours.

But this is not surprising. On the battlefield, time is life and victory. Everyone understands this principle. Sometimes it is only a few minutes or even a few seconds, which is enough to determine the outcome of a war. Many of the soldiers' daily training are to be able to respond quickly on the battlefield. The speed of our volunteer army is even slower than that of the Americans.

When I thought of seeing the cold gun troops I was carrying, I couldn't help but feel an inexplicable excitement. But there are still two hours... How can I pass through these two hours safely? I couldn't help but frown again.

Are you still tucked together with the enemy's charge troops like before?

This method can be used once, but the second time it will be afraid that it will not work. The first time it is to catch the enemy off guard, and the second time they will be prepared. They can launch a fake charge on our position, just waiting for our army to rush out of the hidden place, the charge troops will retreat quickly, and then use the firepower on the inclined surface and on the 902.8 high ground to kill our soldiers. The firepower on the inclined surface is fine. Once we find that the situation is wrong, we can hide in the enemy's shooting dead corners, but the firepower on the 902.8 high ground will make us very uncomfortable. They have not many shooting dead corners from a high ground, and there are many snipers...

It seems that the mountain top position cannot be defended. If you want to defend it, you will inevitably suffer huge casualties. It is not a good deal for me to defend the mountain top position at the cost of consuming a large amount of living forces. This is very likely to end up defending the position but lose the war!

Then, you can only give up the mountain top position and fight a counter-sloping battle!

Thinking of this, I immediately called a correspondent and shouted in his ear: "Call Captain Hu will come to the regiment headquarters immediately!"

The correspondent saluted, turned around and drilled into the passage beside the tunnel wall.

Before Hu Biao came, I couldn't help but remember the Shangganling Battle that I participated not long ago. I felt a little surprised when I was fighting in Shangganling, why didn't I use the reverse slope combat method?

I quickly realized that the reason why Shangganling did not use the reverse slope combat was not that it could not be used, but that it was completely unnecessary. The terrain of Shangganling was prominent, and the position on the top of the mountain could completely withstand the enemy's charge. Isn't this? In the Battle of Shangganling, our army often had just a platoon of troops guarding the position on the top of the mountain, which could make the enemy's attack return in vain.

Therefore, on the terrain of Shangganling, there is no need to give the prominent mountain top position to the enemy. The reason why it fights so fiercely is entirely because the US military's attack on the logistics supply line of Shangganling has no ammunition defense and has to retreat to the tunnel.

The situation is completely different now. Although the terrain of the 649.8 highland stationed by our army is complex and easy to defend but difficult to attack, the enemies on the 902.8 highland can pose a great threat and pressure to me. Once we give up the position on the top of the mountain, the enemies on the 902.8 highland will be completely useless... No matter how high the skills of the US sniper are and how good the marksmanship is, there is no way to make the bullet turn!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but become more determined to fight the reverse slope battle. Fortunately, when the 180th Division followed me in the past, they learned to build fortifications on the reverse slope. Although these fortifications have been almost destroyed under the bombing of enemy aircraft, it is not a problem to hide from two platoons behind the broken walls and stones. Then one platoon was arranged into the bomb crater, and the strength of a company was deployed!

"Captain Cui!" At this time, Hu Biao came out of the passage and saluted me.

He was covered in blood, and he seemed to have been taken out of the blood. He had a bandage wrapped around his right arm, as if he was injured.

"What? Is the lottery going on?" I pointed to his wounds.

"It's okay!" Hu Biao smiled indifferently, waved his arm and replied, "It's just that the American bayonet was shaved, and skin trauma would not be a problem!"

"That's good!" I nodded, summoned him to the map on the table, pointed to the 649.8 high ground and said to him: "In the next battle, I decided to give up the mountain top position and arrange the soldiers to defend on the reverse slope position!"

Hu Biao was stunned for a moment, but nodded quickly with agreement: "The casualties on the top of the mountain are too great. After a battle just now, only a dozen soldiers in a platoon of fifty soldiers were left behind! And a considerable number of them were shot and killed by the enemy on the 902.8 high ground when they retreated! It would be better to take a step back and fight the enemy on the back slope!"

"That's right!" I nodded.

When I led the 538th Regiment to fight around, Hu Biao was always a battalion commander under my command. He had never fought many counter-sloping battles, so he knew very well what the counter-sloping battles were. It was reasonable to accept them so quickly now.

"Then it's settled!" I pointed to the map and said, "In the next battle, we will give up the position on the top of the mountain. You pass the order down and command a company of soldiers to unfold on the counter-sloping fortifications, and pay attention to the defense of the edges!"

"Yes!" Hu Biao stood up and responded.

"Wait!" When Hu Biao turned to leave, I called him back and continued, "Since we are going to give the enemy the position on the top of the mountain, we must leave some 'gift' for the guests to greet them!"

"Gift?" Hu Biao was stunned when he heard this, and looked at me in confusion.

The US bombing finally stopped after half an hour. Although it didn't take long, my ears still buzzed for a while. It was really hard to talk and think about problems amid the roar of shells. Fortunately, all the problems have finally been solved in time.

As soon as the enemy's bombing stopped, I crawled out of the tunnel with a rifle, but this time I did not run to the top of the mountain position as usual, but instead found a suitable location near the entrance of the tunnel and set up a rifle.

The soldiers drilled out of the tunnel one after another. Some directly set up guns in the craters, and some took out the engineer shovels and digged them on the ground like crazy. The frozen soil on the position had been blown loose and soft by the enemy's bombs. It was very easy to dig it up, and in a short while, a simple line of defense was initially built.

While the soldiers were busy building fortifications, more than 20 volunteer soldiers were holding an explosive pack in their hands and running wildly towards the top of the mountain. Their mission was to pack the explosives on the top of the mountain before the enemy rushed to the top of the mountain.

This task is not very difficult, because the enemy has the experience of the last time, and this time I dare not wait to rush to the top of the mountain again, so they have time. Their difficulty is mainly that these actions cannot be discovered by the US military stationed on the 902.8 Highlands. Otherwise, my efforts will only become a joke.

Therefore, those explosive packs could only be buried on the top of the mountain position near the back slope of our army. This also allowed me to clearly see the movements of the soldiers. The soldiers of the 538th Regiment were all veterans, of course, except for Jiang Changshun's Ninth Company.

The rich combat experience made the soldiers move very quickly. When they arrived at the top of the mountain, they divided the work and cooperated in groups. One started digging a hole, and the other connected the rope to the fuse of the explosive pack. The tacit understanding between them made me wonder if they had all assigned it in advance.

After a while, the explosive packs were arranged one after another. The soldiers did not say a word, and ran back furiously while holding the line. A soldier in front was in line, and a soldier behind him followed him and buried the rope with broken soil all the way to avoid the enemy's discovery of flaws.

Then all the soldiers lay on the position, holding guns, waiting, waiting!

A dense sound of gunfire suddenly came from the direction of the incline. I knew that it was the US military that started charging again, and it was their routine fire cover before charging. In an instant, the roar of bullets flying by everywhere on the top of the mountain, and the earth pillars that exploded in radial shape when the mortar shell exploded.
Chapter completed!