The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 25 The Terrible Hit Rate

"Company Commander, what's the situation!" Yu Congrong touched and asked.

"Sure enough, it's the kid Xia Yuan. This kid hides his secrets well, and his marksmanship is beyond expectation."

Wu Qianli grinned and patted the dirt off his body, a little surprised, this kid has only joined the Seventh Company for so long, and he only had two or three days of training in Shandong, and his marksmanship is so good.

This kid obviously has a strong talent in shooting.

"Brother Yuan's marksmanship is very accurate. As soon as those American devils showed their heads, Brother Yuan killed one of them with a single shot. They all shrank back and dared not show their faces." Wu Wanli's dark face looked very funny, but he said seriously, He added, "Brother, I killed many American devils just now."

"These American devils are very timid. It's a good thing not to show their heads. Let's forget it this time. I will talk to you two alone after the battle is over. Bullets don't have eyes on the battlefield. You must protect yourself."

Wu Qianli knew that there was no time to delay, so he immediately took off all the grenades on his body, stuffed them into Wu Wanli's arms, and taught him: "count"

Wu Wanli spoke first: "Brother Yuan taught me how to count to five and explode."

Wu Qianli didn't say anything, he patted Wu Wanli on the shoulder, turned his head and shouted to Yu Congrong, "Go!"

Wu Wanli looked at Wu Qianli's back, and suddenly shouted: "Brother, be careful."

In the noisy battlefield, Wu Qianli did not hear Wu Wanli's voice. He led Yu Congrong to the high ground along the side of the battle line, and soon met Xia Yuan who was lying in the bunker. A predator hidden in the dark pulled the trigger, and a US soldier was instantly killed.

"This kid's marksmanship is good!" Yu Congrong held the Sten submachine gun and looked at the US military positions in surprise.

When a soldier was shot, the U.S. military thought it was a machine gunner, and the artillery bullets shot towards Xia Yuan. Wu Qianli and Yu Congrong were terrified.

"Yu Congrong, go help!" Wu Qianli, holding a weapon, crawled from the bunker behind the collapsed house.

Yu Congrong followed Wu Qianli's flank and fired at the enemy, pulling the enemy's firepower over.

Xia Yuan shrunk, noticing the decrease in the number of bullets being fired, raised his head and saw the figures of Wu Qianli and Yu Congrong. They rushed into the trench and shot at the American troops who were coming towards them.Xia Yuan retracted his gun, quickly changed his position, and relying on the favorable terrain, he began to shoot and kill the U.S. troops in the trench.

With the attracting firepower of Wu Qianli and Yu Congrong, Xia Yuan specially selected US machine gunners to shoot. Aiming and calm skills are not enough to make him a real sniper, but they are also comparable to snipers. Ten shots can hit eight Gun, this is a very scary hit rate.

Yu Congrong and Wu Qianli rushed into the trench and ran into the U.S. troops head-on. One of the U.S. troops was shot and killed by Xia Yuan's headshot. The other U.S. troops were rushed by two with Sten submachine guns. The three of them cooperated, and the heavy firepower was shot by Xia Yuan. Hitting and extinguishing created a good firepower output environment for Yu Congrong and Wu Qianli.

Pinghe on the other side contained a high point of the US military through the flanks, helping the volunteer soldiers relieve the pressure.

However, the firepower of the U.S. military tanks is too strong. Relying on the cover of tanks, the U.S. military still maintains a tenacious firepower output. This is also inseparable from the configuration of individual weapons and equipment of the U.S. military.

"Yu Congrong, we must destroy the enemy's tanks." Wu Qianli rushed to the front, shot and killed several American soldiers, and turned his head and shouted loudly.

"Company commander, be careful!" Yu Congrong suddenly saw an American soldier in a military coat behind Wu Qianli standing up abruptly.

Bang, a gunshot.

The American soldier fell to the ground.

Wu Qianli raised his gun and pointed it behind him, and found that the American devil who had sneaked up on him had been killed. After turning his head to look at a bunker, he saw only a figure who had changed positions.

"This kid's marksmanship is so accurate." Wu Qianli stroked his hair, just now the bullet grazed his hair and killed the American soldiers behind him.

It's only been a long time since Xia Yuan touched the gun. At most, he had really serious and systematic training during the Shandong training period. The rest of the time was spent on the train, and what he often listened to was Ping He's experience in gun practice.

"Could it be that after listening to Ping He's explanation of how to shoot, you can shoot accurately?" Yu Congrong patted his head.

"Then we have to separate people. If you go, you probably won't even understand what Pinghe said." Wu Qianli touched the grenade off the American soldier's body, turned his head and said, "Don't be dazed, it's almost dawn, we can't If we delay, it will be dawn, and our advantage will be gone."

Since volunteer soldiers do not have air superiority, most of the action time is at night when the line of sight is blocked.During the day, when U.S. planes ravaged North Korea, the volunteer soldiers responded by operating at night as much as possible and resting during the day.

There is only one hour left before dawn, and the signal tower must be blown up within this hour, otherwise the sky will light up, and the US military planes will arrive, and they will not be able to leave even if they want to.

Xia Yuan also knew this. He used the M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle in his hand as much as possible to touch the 7.62 bullets on his body. There were not many bullets. After reaping the life of an American soldier, Xia Yuan quietly went into the trench, Lift the body off the cover.

"This group of Americans are really well dressed, each with a military coat." Xia Yuan exhaled, took out all the weeds on his body, put on the military coat, and under the cover of night, quietly touched the third line of defense .

(Seeing someone say that the protagonist wears the enemy's clothes and will be killed by his own people if he uses the enemy's gun, I have to popularize a little knowledge about distinguishing the enemy from the enemy. Weapons and equipment, etc., and the most important one is hats. Most of the People’s Army and the Volunteer Army wear 50-style large caps and cotton caps, while the South Korean Army and the US Army wear steel helmets. This is true from the beginning to the end of the war , in the process of fighting between the two sides, few soldiers will change into American clothes during the battle, let alone wear their helmets. As for the proud American soldiers, they even disdain wearing our army's 50-style large caps and cotton caps .)
The third line of defense is the line of defense where the U.S. military is stationed and focuses on firepower, tanks, self-propelled anti-aircraft machine gun vehicles, and U.S. infantry.

The second line of defense has been occupied by volunteer soldiers. At this moment, the U.S. military, which has lost the two lines of defense, also wants to take back the position below. Tanks roar, and self-propelled anti-aircraft machine guns roar angrily.

Xia Yuan, who had changed into a military overcoat, hid behind the trench, tightened his clothes, and looked ahead solemnly.

"There are three tanks and five vehicles equipped with heavy machine guns on the third line of defense. These US military equipment are really rich." Xia Yuan turned his head to look at the scattered volunteer soldiers on the ground. The interval between each soldier Five or six meters away, holding a gun and shooting at the third line of defense formed by the enemy, the house provided them with good cover.

The combat team composed of Wu Qianli, Mei Sheng, and Yu Congrong was resting at the top of the second line of defense, replenishing bullets, and then moved towards the third line of defense from the flank.

The dynamite pack fell under the communication tower.

Xia Yuan took a look at his proficiency in aiming, put the yellow-orange bullets on the soil, wiped the bullets, and pushed them into the magazine of the M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle one by one, stuffing eight bullets The bullets stared at the U.S. military on the third line of defense, only more than 100 meters away from them.It was dark, and only a vague shadow and the flame of the gun muzzle could be seen on the opposite position.

"There are still tens of thousands of proficiency in distance aiming to the master level, and at least four to five thousand proficiency can be increased tonight."

Xia Yuan has completely adapted to the intensity of the war, and the next step is to work hard to improve his skills. Although the US military firepower on the third line of defense is fierce, the volunteer soldiers know that these US troops are already in their pocket.

He didn't stay in the trench for long, touched some 7.62 bullets from several American corpses, then left the bunker, went to the flank slope, hid himself in the bunker, and waited quietly for the opportunity.

The U.S. military on the third line of defense knew that the volunteer soldiers had broken through the second line of defense, and they were secretly anxious, giving the volunteer soldiers on the second line of defense the most violent firepower, which gave him a chance.

Xia Yuan, who was hiding in the dark, was like a predator quietly waiting for the prey to appear. When an American soldier stood up and threw a grenade, a shadow lightly pulled the trigger in the darkness.

A bullet hit the American soldier's chest, and the heart-piercing scream could be heard from a long distance away.

After hitting the target, Xia Yuan continued to wait quietly, waiting for an opportunity.

(End of this chapter)