The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 802 Accurate marksman

Seventeen o'clock sharp.

The bugler stood on the north side of the ridge and blew a loud charge horn.

No deafening screams.

The swarming soldiers stood up from the snow, shook off the snowflakes from their bodies, stepped on the unknown depth of snow, and rushed towards Yunshan.

The sounds of crunching footsteps, the clashing sounds of equipment, and the heavy breathing of the soldiers were all intertwined.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The enemy was the South Korean First Division besieged in Unsan.

The stick soldier who was standing on the tower was shocked when he heard the loud charge chant and saw a swaying figure in the silvery snow.

There was no time to count how many troops there were, so they rushed down shouting.

The charging soldiers in the front row quickly reached the enemy's first line of defense, pulled up their rifles and fired from behind the bunkers. The machine gunners looked for high points, set up their machine guns and fired to suppress the enemy. The soldier responsible for blowing up the bunker moved so quickly that the enemy hadn't even reacted yet. He had just grabbed the machine gun and thrust a thick black blasting tube into the machine gun hole.

A loud boom resounded through Yunshan.

It also kicked off the Yunshan Battle.

The first line of defense was vulnerable and was quickly captured by the volunteers.

The enemy in the rear had time to breathe. The shells were mixed with snowflakes and fell densely in the mountains and fields.

The earth trembled and shook, and a deafening roar echoed in the valley.

He could not hear the words of other soldiers, but could only see the various combat groups using hand gestures to convey combat information to each other.

Everyone remembers their own slogans, positions, and sequences, and all kinds of big signals, medium signals, and small signals are not messed up.

The volunteer troops scattered among the mountains and fields look chaotic, but in fact, if you look closely, you can see that they are in small groups, gathering, getting closer, cooperating, leaping forward, and advancing in an orderly manner.

The sound of gunfire echoed through the valley, and the sound of artillery fire mingled overhead.

From time to time, a bright color flashes out, reflecting half of the valley, and the darkness is overwhelming.

"Mom!"

This scene shocked the soldiers of the North Korean First Division who were holding on to Unsan.

There are enemies everywhere in the mountains and plains. There are countless enemies.

There are simply too many to count.

"Flare! Flare!"

call out!

On the enemy's position, a flare was launched into the sky, reflecting the clouds and mountains like daylight.

Previously, with the help of flickering artillery fire, I could not see the attacking volunteer soldiers clearly.

As soon as the flares took off, the soldiers of the North Korean First Division who were responsible for holding the front line felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. They felt an unprecedented coldness that penetrated deep into their bones.

"Fire! You idiot!"

The puppet army commander was stunned for a moment, but the machine gunner was dumbfounded and slapped him.

The flames ejected from the machine gun bunker formed long chains of fire, like a long whip, swaying fiercely among the dense crowd in the valley.

"Quick, follow up!"

Captain Sun led the third company to attack the high ground in front of him.

There are large enemy positions on the high ground, as well as machine gun fire points, and long chains of fire block the way for the soldiers to attack.

The first company was already on top, and the soldiers in charge of blasting charged towards the enemy's machine gun bunker desperately.

But it was quickly suppressed by the enemy's powerful firepower configuration.

Different from the domestic liberation war in the past, the enemy's firepower was extremely fierce, especially the machine gun fire points and several machine gun bunkers. The crossfire formed from the ridge and halfway up the mountain, and the tongues of flames like long whips were thrown down the mountain.

The soldiers were so pressed that they could not lift their heads.

The soldier responsible for the blasting was also pinned on the mountainside. He rushed several times but failed to rush up.

From the ridge, artillery shells screamed sharply, roared down, and hit the attacking volunteers at the foot of the mountain.

There were whistling bullets and artillery shells everywhere, and the sound echoed across the valley, making it impossible to hear what others said.

Xiao Heping was completely stunned by the explosion. He lay on the ground and did not dare to move.

Old Liu pulled him: "Don't lie down, get up."

Xiao Heping was lying on his stomach, unable to hear Liu's voice. The shells completely stunned him. All the heroic words before entering the court disappeared at this moment.

"You worthless thing, look at Xia Yuan, how does he look like you." Old Liu hates that iron cannot become steel. Thinking about it, Xiao Heping had only joined the army not long ago. He fought in the first battle of the Liberation War. The enemy's resistance was weak. At that time It was already a huge victory for the liberation of the whole country.

In this current war, compared with the previous one, it seems like a small fight.

"Then lie down here and don't go anywhere." Old Liu got up and found Xia Yuan: "How are you? Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid." Xia Yuan lay on a reverse slope and grinned: "Translator Zhao is hiding behind, squad leader, I want to go to the front line."

"Fuck you, stay here, wait until you beat me, and then go." Old Liu cursed, turned his head and glanced behind him. Under the flickering light of the artillery fire, he could see Translator Zhao and Zhou Mao staying together.

"Let's go cook." Old Liu estimated the time. After this battle, the soldiers needed to replenish their strength.

Xia Yuan glanced at the attacking high ground distressedly. Several machine gun bunkers were spraying machine gun fire chains. The bullets were spitting out so hard that the soldiers could not even raise their heads.

After thinking about it, Xia Yuan said firmly: "Squad leader, let me go up and I can knock out those machine gun bunkers."

"You kid, stop bragging and come back with me to cook."

Old Liu didn't believe it at all. Even experienced soldiers couldn't knock down the bunker. You, a newbie, could knock down the bunker if you went up there.

What a liar.

"Squad leader, what I said is true. Take me and touch the front. Let's try." Xia Yuan's tone was firm and there was no room for doubt.

Old Liu hesitated, looking at him as if he was lying, "Really?"

Xia Yuan nodded: "Really, I can shoot accurately."

"Okay, then I'll believe you once. If you can't win, just go back and cook. Don't even think about going to the front line in the future."

Old Liu thought for a moment and felt that it was nothing if he moved forward for a short distance.

Then he took Xia Yuan and ran forward along the foot of the mountain.

Close to the front, they lay down behind a rock with half their heads exposed. Old Liu stared at them: "Granny, the American devils' firepower is so fierce. They have been fighting for so long and they haven't been defeated yet."

He turned to stare at Xia Yuan, but saw that Xia Yuan remained silent, pulling the bolt and placing a bullet in the magazine. He was in a half-crouching position, with three points and one line, aiming at a machine gun hole three or four hundred meters away from him.

"Can you hit it from such a distance?"

The elder Liu was deeply suspicious of Xia Yuan's marksmanship.

He stuck his head out and estimated the distance, which was more than four hundred meters. The hole for the machine gun hole was very small and subtle. From a distance, the muzzle of the enemy's machine gun firepower completely covered the machine gun hole, which increased the chance of shooting. Difficulty. Xia Yuan was still a new soldier. He had only joined the army for a short time and had no chance to practice live ammunition, so he went to fight in North Korea.

Only when I touched the gun, I was quite proficient. It really didn't look like the first time I touched the gun.

But looking at Xia Yuan's firm eyes, there was a bit more expectation in Liu's eyes.

He remembered that when he dropped the bomb for the first time, this kid had given him such a big surprise.

Xia Yuan aimed at the enemy's machine gun hole, calculating the wind speed, distance, and range of the Type 38 rifle. He tilted the muzzle, raised it slightly, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Gunshots were fired.

Old Liu was startled and quickly looked forward.

Da da da! The machine gun holes that kept ringing suddenly went dark and there was no movement.

The soldiers responsible for the attack saw a good opportunity, and several soldiers rushed forward. With a huge roar, the mountain shook hugely, and the machine gun bunker was reduced to ashes in the huge explosion.

The first company commander who was in charge of the main attack raised his head and watched a machine gun bunker suddenly fire, and then was blown up by the soldiers of the demolition team. He laughed: "Beautiful! Pull out one nail, and the rest can be easily pulled out."

The political commissar smiled and said: "Which comrade did it? He was so good at it. He was blinded by one shot."

The first company commander was happy: "When the battle is over, go and ask."

rear.

Old Liu was dumbfounded and said: "Did you hit him?"

He didn't quite believe that this kid really blinded the enemy's machine gun bunker, but this scene happened to be right in front of him. Boy Xia fired, and the enemy's machine gun bunker was blinded.

Was it the fight from other soldiers? How could it be such a coincidence that there was no movement before, but when Xiaozi Xia opened fire, the machine gun bunker was destroyed.

"Squad leader, how are you?" Xia Yuan put away his gun and asked with a smile.

"You are so beautiful, can you continue?" Liu suddenly felt that he had gained something extraordinary.

"Yes, there are still a few machine gun bunkers that have not been destroyed. If these machine gun bunkers are destroyed, the Americans will not be able to hold on."

Xia Yuan held the gun and straddled behind him: "But this distance is not enough, let's touch forward."

At a distance of three to four hundred meters, the lethality of the Type 38 rifle is already limited.

It would be better to move forward and kill the foreign devils more easily.

"Walk."

This time, Old Liu no longer stopped Xia Yuan.

When I touched forward, my heart beat violently. At a distance of 400 meters, I could knock out the machine gun holes of the American soldiers. If I were a veteran, I might be a little more convinced, but this was a new recruit who had not even experienced a few live-fire target shootings. .

But it really happened.

It's really unbelievable.

The elder Liu realized that this was a good opportunity for the third company to take credit, and immediately ran forward with Xia Yuan. When he broke through the enemy's barrage, he said: "Crawling forward, be careful with your bullets, don't get bitten, if you are Take one bite, and you will suffer the rest."

"Follow me."

The elder Liu took Xia Yuan forward and found a crater where enemy shells fell. He pulled Xia Yuan to hide in the crater.

"What's this location like?"

"can."

Xia Yuan raised his gun and said with a smile: "Squad leader, you can watch me next."

The mountain road is difficult to walk, covered with snow, and there are traces of the soldiers' activities everywhere.

This highland is an unnamed highland on the side of Yunshan, and is the location of the first battalion's attack. The enemy's strength on the high ground is about the size of two companies, and a large number of machine gun firepower points are set up. The mountain is steep, making it a terrain that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Coupled with the snow cover, it increased the difficulty of the soldiers' attack.

The first battalion commander estimated that it would take late at night to capture the enemy's high ground.

At this moment, the offensive situation suddenly reversed.

The first company commander who was responsible for attacking the enemy's machine gun bunker suddenly discovered that the enemy's machine gun bunker was misfiring one after another. This brought great convenience to the comrades in charge of blasting. The intermittent misfiring made it more convenient for the soldiers to attack.

It can be clearly felt that the time for the soldiers to be suppressed by the enemy's machine gun fire is getting shorter and shorter. The three soldiers responsible for blasting once again touched the enemy's machine gun fire bunker.

A soldier clearly felt a bullet fired from a long distance, and it shot into the enemy's machine gun firing hole.

The soldier was stunned for a moment, with great joy on his face. He rushed to the side of the machine gun bunker with the explosive package in his arms, pulled the explosive package, and leaned against the machine gun bunker entrance. He rolled down the mountain and then rolled down the mountain. With a roar, an enemy machine gun bunker was pulled out by the soldiers again.

In just ten minutes, two enemy machine gun bunkers were destroyed in a row. The morale of the soldiers was greatly increased. The enemy's forward position had been breached. The soldiers rushed into the enemy's trenches and killed and replenished the enemy's corpses.

Seeing this, some stick soldiers hurriedly raised their guns with both hands and squatted in the trench, looking at a loss.

The first company commander stepped into the enemy's forward position, laughed, and ordered the soldiers to continue rushing forward.

On the flank, the Second Company has bypassed the enemy's second line of defense, and the battle is imminent.

Behind him, Old Liu didn't quite recognize Xia Yuan, so he handed him the bullets he had on him: "You boy, your shooting is so accurate, you can even destroy the enemy's machine gun bunker."

Xia Yuan put away the bullet and said with a smile: "Squad leader, we are very good at fighting."

"Don't be complacent. If you're going to fight hard, you have to be careful. The enemy's bullets don't have eyes." Old Liu glared at him.

"Squad leader, I want to change my gun." Xia Yuan said while holding the 38 book.

"What kind of gun should I change?" Old Liu asked differently.

"The foreign devil's gun can fire continuously." Xia Yuan said of the Garand rifle.

The Garand is the gun he uses the most, and among all the guns, it is also the most useful gun.

Eight bullets are fired continuously, which makes it more advantageous to destroy the enemy.

The most critical point is that their IWC brand is in the Korean battlefield, and it is relatively difficult to resupply ammunition. On the contrary, with the Garand rifle, two to three hundred rounds of ammunition can be found in just one battle.

The American devils are rich, and their individual soldiers carry a lot of magazines.

There are more Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese Type 38 rifle carries one hundred and twenty rounds of ammunition, and the American Garand rifle can carry more than two hundred rounds of ammunition.

Semi-automatic launch can effectively hit the target, but also consumes a huge amount of ammunition. Many times, U.S. soldiers will consume the enemy remotely. If they consume the enemy remotely, they can consume more than a dozen magazines.

If it hadn't carried enough ammunition, it really wouldn't have been able to withstand the consumption of the American devils.

Their volunteers want to support war with war. Unless a large number of guns and ammunition are replaced, it will be very difficult to replenish weapons and ammunition with Wanguo brand guns.

When Xia Yuan arrived at the Korean battlefield, the first thing he did was to change his guns.

"You have made such a great contribution. If you change the gun, the company commander will definitely approve it. The battle is not over yet. When the battle is over, I will take you to find the company commander."

(End of this chapter)