Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

Chapter 813 One shot kills (2)
"Soldiers will block you, who will hoard soil." This is the creed that soldiers abide by. If he escapes this time, then Feng Yuxiang believes that the enemy will send more snipers to hunt him down in the future.Therefore, from this point of view, the most important thing he should consider now is not to retreat, let alone escape, but to find a way to get rid of that terrible sniper, tell them the facts, and send the sniper to hunt and kill Feng Yuxiang. It doesn't work.

In order to deal with erratic and excellent marksmanship snipers, Feng Yuxiang mentioned many methods in the training he had received, but in his opinion, there seems to be only one that is the most practical at present, and that is to send out his own sniper hand to hunt.In this dense jungle, only a sniper is the most effective weapon to kill another sniper.

Who to send?Who is up to the task?
Undoubtedly, the first thing he thought of was Lu Changqing.For many soldiers who knew a little about sniping, the name Lu Changqing was no stranger, and Feng Yuxiang naturally knew it better, but he hadn't had much time to get in touch with this young man during this period of time.However, he has heard others mention that this young man's marksmanship is indeed very accurate. In the process of exchanging fire with the enemy in the past few days, Lu Changqing's performance was quite amazing. In five small-scale battles, he killed 27 enemy officers and soldiers. , and the guns never go empty.

"Go and find Lu Changqing for me. I have something to tell him." Feng Yuxiang finally made up his mind. He stood up and said to the guards standing beside him.

"Yes, I'll go right away." The guard immediately understood the commander-in-chief's thoughts, nodded and turned to leave.

Looking at the backs of the guards going away, Feng Yuxiang tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart.To be honest, he really wanted to go out and deal with the sneaking snipers of the enemy army this time. When he was training before, he had only conducted combat exercises, but he had never confronted an enemy with live ammunition.Now that he encountered such an opportunity, he felt his blood boil, and a voice in his head kept reminding him that in the current army, he was the only one who was the most suitable and qualified for this position.But at the same time, there was also a voice reminding him that his identity was different now. He was no longer a soldier ready to fight anytime and anywhere, but a general who coordinated the overall situation and galloped with all his might.Asking a general to sneak into the jungle and fight against one or even several enemy snipers is really too childish. Feng Yuxiang thought that even if he wanted to do it, the staff officers in the headquarters would not allow it. .

And from another perspective, although Feng Yuxiang is very confident in his skills and reactions, he dare not make too much of it.Sniping is a very risky job. Even the best sniper can't guarantee that he can escape unscathed in all tasks.Like the well-known sniper he is familiar with, the Finn Simon Heyer was dubbed the King of Snipers and White Death because of his killing of 505 Soviet officers and soldiers in the Soviet-Finnish War.But it was still him, who was defeated by an unknown Soviet sniper who had just entered the battlefield in a sniper operation in September last year. This painful lesson is enough to tell the world that there is no There is no top-level sniper, and likewise, no sniper can guarantee that he will be able to exit the battlefield alive the next moment.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Feng Yuxiang finally forcibly suppressed his desire to fight. He told himself in his heart that individual sniping on a small battlefield was not worth the risk. scale on the battlefield.Wouldn't it be more enjoyable to command tens of thousands, or even tens of thousands of people, in a big battle?There is no need to take risks for such a small situation.

I don't know why, but Feng Yuxiang feels that he has changed a little bit. The passion that made his blood boil when he heard about the battle, and even disregarded life and death, is gone. Instead, it is replaced by some kind of cold-blooded factor.Just like commanding the battle in Tehran this time, in order to win the Iranian war, I was able to be ruthless and directly push tens of thousands of soldiers into the streets of Tehran as bait, or even as cannon fodder.But now, he wants to use a promising sniper as the main weapon to protect his life, and throw him into the dangerous sniper front.

Isn't this cold-blooded?Could it be said that a general, to be precise, a successful general must be so cold-blooded, so indifferent to life?
As the sun sets, the temperature in the woods becomes even lower. The golden sunset falls through the layers of snow-covered tree shadows and falls on the same snow-covered ground in the forest, reflecting a faint light.

Lu Changqing lay motionless on the ground at the side of a thick veil that was exposed to the ground. The brown and white canvas cloak on his body completely blended his whole body into the surrounding snowy forest background. The ice fox sniper rifle was also covered with a thick layer of white cotton cloth.

In this place, Lu Changqing has been lurking for a whole day. The cold weather and the hunger in his stomach even made his legs and hands lose consciousness, and he kept a prostrate position for a long time, which made him feel his own pain. Abnormal pain in ribs and lower abdomen.He really wanted to stand up and run a few laps, and it would be better if he could drink a cup of hot water and eat a piece of black bread. Of course, even if he just turned his body sideways and moved his legs, that would be good.But he can't do that.

As early as the night before yesterday, the commander-in-chief had a special talk with him. In this mission, he played the role of a lurking hunter, and his prey was one or even a few cunning hungry wolves. .If he wanted to hunt down these cunning and ferocious guys, he had to have enough patience and perseverance. He had to lurk for a long time where these guys were most likely to appear.This long time may be one day, it may be two days, or even longer.

Now Lu Changqing finally understood what the commander-in-chief meant. The prey this time was indeed more difficult to deal with than all the prey he had hunted before.However, even after a long day of waiting, Lu Changqing still firmly believes that the prey will definitely appear here. He has this confidence, which not only comes from the inference of the commander-in-chief, but also from his own premonition.

Less than 2000 meters away from Lv Changqing was the Dragon Army headquarters. From a geographical point of view, it was located at the edge of the forest, and the west side was a plain, so it was difficult for individual soldiers to sneak in.Diving in the other three directions is relatively easy, but because of the snow on the ground, sneaking in from these three directions is easy to leave traces.

Lu Changqing's analysis is that if the enemy's snipers want to sneak into this area to hunt, they should observe the terrain in advance to choose the best route for attack and retreat.That being the case, they should try their best to avoid remote areas of snow-covered woodland when conducting reconnaissance, and detour into the depths of the woods from a general direction.After contacting the three scouts who were shot and killed before, they were also located in the eastern region. Lu Changqing boldly guessed that the sniper should have chosen this direction to rush in, because in his opinion, there was too much suspicion among them. big.

While vigilantly observing the surrounding environment, he stretched out his hand silently, grabbed a handful of snow not far in front of him, slightly raised the mask covering his mouth and nose, and stuffed the snow into his mouth.In such severe cold weather, in order to hide your whereabouts perfectly, in addition to paying attention to camouflage, you must also pay attention to the details of breathing.Despite the cover of the mask, if the temperature of the air exhaled from the mouth is very high for a long time, there will still be fog, which is very dangerous.Stuffing a handful of snow into the mouth from time to time can effectively prevent this problem, but the side effect is that the body temperature, which could not be maintained, drops faster.

The hunter's long wait will not be fruitless. When the last ray of the setting sun was about to dissipate, Lu Changqing's ears moved suddenly, and he heard some small voices coming from his left side.

"Chacha." There were two soft beeps again, this time Lu Changqing heard clearly, it was when something stepped on the snow.Due to the severe cold weather, a thin layer of snow on the ground has frozen, so when something heavy is pressed on it, it will make a crisp sound like breaking ice.

"Here we come," Lu Changqing said to himself in his heart, and then cast his sharp eyes on the direction where the voice came from.Sure enough, within a few minutes, a white shadow appeared behind a lush tree, followed by another one.

"Two." Lu Changqing counted silently in his heart. At the same time, his almost stiff fingers moved slightly twice, and then lightly rested on the flight of the rifle.

Although two French snipers have entered his effective killing range, he can't shoot yet. Before coming, the general has repeatedly told him to be calm, not to be impatient, to suppress his temper, and wait for the best. The time has come.

The two snipers were obviously very cautious. They moved forward in a cover formation, one behind the other, and stopped to observe for a while almost every ten meters away before moving on.

Finally, these two cunning guys came to the front position of Lu Changqing, which is also the most convenient position for hunting. Lu Changqing decided not to wait any longer. He calculated the time and the distance between the two snipers, and slowly buckled down. trigger.

"boom!"

A muffled gunshot resounded throughout the dense forest. Amidst the falling snow, the sniper who was walking in the rear suddenly fell to the side, and he didn't even have time to let out a miserable cry.Although the light in the forest was already dimmed, Lu Changqing still saw a pool of blood gushing from the sniper's temple at the same time as his gunshot fired: Give me some flowers.

(End of this chapter)