At a distance of three to four hundred meters, the 7.62x51 NATO bullet has very good ballistic performance. The sniper aiming at the white officer did not even raise the muzzle of his gun. He just took a slightly closer aim. Then, the unlucky white officer fell headlong. Fall to the ground.
Because he was still sprinting just now, the huge momentum made him fall to the ground and even rolled 360 degrees on the ground. Then, because things happened too fast, he still wanted to stand up before he could realize what happened. Then, he felt the heartbreaking pain in his left leg.
Unable to stand up, he fell to the ground again. Then, he saw the head of a guy who had just ran past him shake, and then he fell to the ground with a thud as if he was drunk.
Only then did he realize that there were people on the hillside closer to their left, and looking at the soldiers who fell one after another amidst the sporadic gunfire, the white officers could even tell those people on the left. Shooting is better.
Because there was no sound of intensive firing at all, all he heard was the crisp sound of semi-automatic shooting.
Not wanting to die here, he dragged his unconscious left leg with difficulty and tried to crawl away from this place of trouble, but the snipers who were watching the wind and grass below easily discovered this fish that slipped through the net.
Perhaps to tease him, or simply because of slippage, the two snipers began to fire non-stop at the side of the white officer.
Bullets landed on his front, back, left, and right, immediately making the sergeant afraid to move. After seeing him stop, the snipers stopped shooting.
Until the white officers started crawling again, and they started firing again.
"You damn s***!"
Realizing that he was under the gunpoint of the opponent, with no possibility of escape, the sergeant sat up in despair, pointed in the direction of the bullet and began to curse. He could clearly see the figure lying on the hillside. If he had a gun in his hand, he would definitely Shoot these fucking bastards a few times.
But unfortunately, he didn't. He could only raise his right hand and keep howling with words that he couldn't even react to.
As if to mock him, two more shots landed on his legs.
"That's enough, you guys!"
The team commander who was scanning the battlefield saw the small movements of his men, and he gave each of them a kick without hesitation.
"If I see you wasting bullets again, get out of here and stand guard!"
Then, the team commander stood up from the ground and aimed his gun at the white officer in a standing position. Looking at the face distorted with pain and fear in the scope, the team commander pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Immediately, the bullet penetrated the white officer's head. The latter immediately tilted his body and fell to the ground. Blood gushes from the wound and sinks into the ground bit by bit.
Next to the body of the white officer, the black soldier who had not eaten was lying quietly on the ground. His right hand kept stretching, trying hard to reach something, and it was in the direction where his finger was pointing. , there was a fallen piece of dried cassava stuck with dust. Before he died, the poor sentry thought very simply. He just wanted to eat a bite before dying.
But it was too late. A bullet penetrated his spine, paralyzing his body and shattering his internal organs. In the end, he only had time to stretch out his hand.
The piece of dried cassava was soon trampled to pieces by P who was cleaning the battlefield. P looked awkwardly at the potato mud that covered his boots, and finally raised his right foot and rubbed it against the corpse on the ground.
"Thirty-seven people were killed, confirmed, no fish slipped through the net!"
"Well, thank you for your hard work, but it's not time to rest yet. There are other brothers waiting for us at the station!"
The commander of Team A1 pointed to the distance. Compared to their end, the gunfire at the other end of the station was more intense, and the fierce gunfire was also mixed with fierce explosions.
Although the garrison was very crude, the weak defense still gave the station defenders and the P's the determination to fight to the end. After the white officers took away a platoon guarding the station, the third and fourth teams began their breakthrough.
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Under the leadership of the commander, Captain Li, the P's first cut off the station's telephone line, and then approached the station little by little in a low and crawling posture. Chinese website
The defenders at the station were still discussing what happened on the other side of the train. When gunfire rang out at the accident site, the defenders began to be on alert, but their movements were still much slower. Just before the A1 team started, they blasted The two walls of the train station were blown apart with his hands. Then, the two teams began to break through from two directions and entered the train station.
However, the highlight moment belonging to the Ps seemed to come to an abrupt end at this moment. When the defenders in the station discovered that the invaders were approaching, they did not retreat. Instead, they hid in the strongest station main building and the two adjacent buildings. A fierce exchange of fire began with P in the annex building.
These black soldiers fought so bravely that they suppressed both teams behind the bunker. Some black soldiers even set up machine guns on the roof of the building and fired continuously at the yard below.
Captain Li didn't know why these black uncles became so brave, but as a veteran, he did not wait for his teammates to come to support and improve the situation. He simply grabbed the radio and called the recoilless force waiting outside the station. Artillery Squad.
"Have you seen the roof of the main station building?"
"I saw it, but we can't see the position of the machine gunner. He is blocked!"
"It's enough to see the roof of the building! Load me with high-explosive bombs and blow them up here!"
The recoilless rifle team immediately set up the artillery and began loading and measuring range. After a simple calibration, two 106-mm big guns hit the wooden roof solidly.
Just like someone took a big bite out of a piece of cream cake, a huge hole was blown from the roof of the three-story wooden building to the second floor, and the machine gunner on the roof had disappeared or should be said. Everywhere.
After the explosion, heart-rending screams came from the wooden building, which sounded truly horrifying.
But the captain was not an indecisive person. After hearing the infuriating scream, he immediately asked his team members to spread out a little further, and then called for the recoilless rifle to fire again.
"Sir, the floor is too low, so close to you..."
"Stop the ink stains. If I ask you to hit me, just hit me!"
The captain rubbed his ears, which had just been shaken by the explosion, and shouted impatiently.
Immediately, there were two loud noises, and then, as if someone had hammered the three-story wooden building, more than half of the structure disappeared again. The entire building was crumbling, and the screams also disappeared. Without a trace!
