"Bang!"

Accompanied by a gunshot covered by the explosion, Wei Ran immediately pulled back his rifle and blocked the shooting hole with his canvas bag.

This was the afternoon of the day when he fired the first shot. During the whole day, including the shot just now, he only fired four shots, but there were three more marks on his butt stock.

Wei Ran’s shooting frequency is not very high. On average, it basically takes two to three hours to fire a bullet.

He could certainly kill only three of these four shots, in addition to the one who smoked cigars in the morning, there was also one carrying a cannon mirror and one who seemed to be wearing a priest's robe.

Of course, he did not disrespect God, but was just worried that his friend Mr. Tom, who was also a military pastor, would be bored in heaven alone, so he sent him a fellow traveler to relieve his boredom.

As for the only uncertainty of the shot, it was aiming at the machine gun fire fortress that he had been thinking about.

He could be sure that the shot did hit the shooting hole, and he did notice that Lao Ganma had stopped for more than ten seconds, but he was not sure whether the machine gunner had been killed.

After touching the word "六" on the butt stock, Wei Ran did not open the shooting hole again. He just took out a magazine from the ammunition bag, pressed the bullet into the chamber, and put the extra shot into his pocket.

This is the third day he has been here. In the remaining 12 days, he will have to kill 17 more targets. Considering that the captive mission that occurred when there was no idea, on average, at least two of them will have to be killed every day to complete the KPI of the metal notebook.

But compared to hiding under the wreckage of this tank like a mouse, he actually wanted to go back to the trenches and take more photos with his camera, and be able to chat with those familiar and strange people, including Chen Qi, ask where their home is, and ask what their name is.

Shaking the kettle that had already been bottoming out, Wei Ran swallowed his saliva and secretly thought that he would go back to the trenches to replenish some fresh water after it was dark, and complete this time-consuming and patient sniping mission as soon as possible.

As time passed by, as time passed, the beam of sunlight hit by the hole in the tank chassis above his head gradually moved eastward and eventually disappeared completely. Wei Ran was able to see the starry night sky above his head and whether it was a rising flare from this hole.

"wrong..."

Gradually, Wei Ran frowned. The searchlights of the US military positions would basically be swept over in half a minute in the past two nights, but this time, he waited for more than ten minutes, but those searchlights did not touch this area from beginning to end.

"broken!"

Wei Ran couldn't sit still, and immediately opened the observation hole, looking for the conspiracy behind the changes in the trajectory of the searchlight in the night and the flares that rose from time to time.

However, until the searchlight was broken like yesterday, he still couldn't see anything wrong.

Wei Ran, who had been thirsty all day, was not in a hurry to replenish water in the trenches. Instead, he looked at the direction of the US military positions more and more vigilantly.

As time goes by, the sparrow battle on the Volunteer Army continues as usual, and the reaction on the US military's positions seems to be no different from usual.

But when it was past three o'clock in the evening, Wei Ran heard the slight movement of the canned scalp hanging on it shaking when the barbed wire was touched.

Subconsciously looking at the observation post sitting behind the wreckage of the tank. With the light flares that rose from time to time, Wei Ran soon saw a dozen people crawling out from under the tank chassis. He also watched them drill through a gap under the barbed wire and crawl towards the area where he was.

Did you find me during the day? These people are planning to grab their tongues?

Wei Ran couldn't help but become nervous. The Mosinnagan rifle that was originally in his hand was thrown aside and replaced with the Bobosha submachine gun in the metal notebook.

However, what he didn't expect was that the figures scattered after crawling near the wreckage of these tanks. Immediately afterwards, Wei Ran heard the front of the tank where he was hiding, and the tiny sound of friction with the gravel in the soil when the engineer shovel was digging the ground.

What a mine is coming?

Wei Ran grinned. It was obvious that once the volunteers really launched a charge, these tank wreckages were definitely the best bunkers. As long as landmines were buried here, they could not only delay the charge, but also serve as an early warning.

Thinking of this, Wei Ran's submachine gun was replaced by Mauser's bayonet, and then he carefully pulled out the shooting hole and drilled out with his hands and feet.

When he leaned back and walked around the side of the tank wreckage, he immediately saw an American soldier lying in the shadow of the tank wreckage, carefully digging the soil near the front of the vehicle with an engineer shovel, and next to him, there seemed to be a canvas bag.

Looking left and right, Wei Ran took advantage of the other party's preparation to turn up the digging shovel of soil, and held the bayonet in his hand and aimed it at the other party's back and pierced his lungs diagonally.

While turning the bayonet in his hand vigorously, his whole body pressed on the soldier, pressing his face into the pit he had just dug, and by the way, he pressed one of his arms with his knees.

He pulled out the bayonet and poked it back into his lungs again. The soldier didn't even have time to scream, and then he completely disappeared.

He picked up the canvas bag beside the soldier and looked at it. Wei Ran's brows couldn't help but jump. There were two M3-shaped mines contained there. Once this thing exploded, even if he hid under the tank wreckage, he would probably not be spared.

Seeing that the flares in the night sky were about to fall and the second batch of flares were about to rise, Wei Ran did not dare to delay and stuffed the body into the chassis of the tank wreckage as fast as possible, and pulled off his dog tag.

After blocking the shooting holes randomly, Wei Ran avoided the flares and searchlights as fast as possible, and quickly climbed into the trenches in his position.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Correction!" A soldier who was standing guard shouted vigilantly in the trench.

"have no idea!"

Wei Ran, who had been hiding outside for two or three days, naturally didn't know what the command was. He just rushed to speed up his speech before the other party made moves and shouted, "Shoot in the direction of the tank wreckage! There are Americans burying landmines there!"

"Is it Comrade Wei Ran?" Chen Qi's voice suddenly came.

"It's me! It's me!"

Wei Ran quickly responded, "My pen is still in your hands. Have you written a letter to your daughter Qiuguo?"

"It's really Comrade Wei Ran!" Chen Qi shouted immediately, "Come in!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately climbed into the trench as fast as possible, and then found Chen Qizheng standing at the door of a tunnel looking forward to him, in his hand, even holding a roll of gauze.

"Where have you been in the past two days?" Chen Qi asked happily.

“It’s hidden under the tank”

Wei Ran handed the blood-stained dog sign in his hand to the little soldier beside him, "Quick organization to shoot at the tank wreckage, there are more than a dozen mines burying! In addition, the tank wreckage near the barbed wire is their entrance and exit! Quick!"

The young soldier who seemed to be only 20 years old at most heard this and immediately took the dog sign handed over by Wei Ran and ran out.

A moment later, the flares on the Volunteer Army were lifted off, and the machine guns on the trench line also began to spew out fire snakes. A little later, the mortars fired from behind the position also hit the tanks accurately.

"Fast into the tunnel, the US counterattack artillery will soon hit!"

While Chen Qi greeted Wei Ran, he pushed his shoulder and drilled into the tunnel with a sack curtain hanging on it.

Behind the curtain, Wei Ran saw the first sight of two oil lamps made of thick porcelain bowls, and a wounded man wrapped in gauze on his chest.

In addition, deeper in the tunnel, there were a few soldiers with bare shirtless, holding rifles, or submachine guns, and unshaven beards. Among these soldiers, there was an iron bucket. On the top of the iron bucket, a stone as big as a fist was slowly dripping with water.

"Are you injured?" Chen Qi saw that Wei Ran's abdomen was covered with blood, and subconsciously wanted to tear his clothes open.

"It's not mine." Wei Ran patted his belly, "It was touched when he stabbed one of them just now."

Before he finished speaking, the shells shot from the US military's positions were overwhelmed. A soldier in the tunnel reacted very quickly and picked up the wooden board at his hand and covered the iron barrel. Several others rushed to protect the injured soldier without thinking.

"Open your mouth! Open your mouth! Open your mouth!"

Chen Qi reminded everyone at the top of his throat, but it was obvious that everyone in the tunnel knew the common sense of avoiding being deaf. One of them seemed to be the youngest, and even made faces with joy while opening his mouth.

But at the same time, the tunnel reinforced with wooden boards also shook a lot of soil and gravel mixed with it as the shells exploded, so that everyone had to squint their eyes and lower their heads, waiting for the end of the shelling.

"Highly and proudly, cross the Yalu River!" Chen Qi, a health worker who used his entire upper body to protect the wounded, suddenly sang loudly, "Prepare to - sing!"

"Highly and proudly, cross the Yalu River!"

The little warrior who had been making faces just now was the first to sing at the top of his voice. His voice was not very good, and even Wei Ran thought he was out of tune.

But the song, which had a change of tone and mixed with Qin's local accent, was as imposing as the old tunes sung by their ancestors, making Wei Ran's heart tremble, and his whole body wished he could arouse a layer of confidence and momentum with goose bumps!

"Protect peace and protect the motherland are protecting the hometown!" The other soldiers who were smashed by soil and gravel also sang.

Listening to the singing of the soldiers in accents from all over China, Wei Ran also straightened his back in the sway of the explosion of the earth and mountains. For the first time in his life, he let go of his throat. Following the strange soldiers whose faces gradually filled with smiles, he sang the follow-up lyrics in unison - China's good children, unite together. Resist the U.S. aggression and aid Korea, and defeat the ambition wolf of the US imperial imperial!
Chapter completed!