1978: A Literary Giant Who Began His Military Service

Chapter 52 Sharpshooter

Liu Menghai didn't have time to pull Zhou Xu back.

However, Zhou Xu felt a tremendous force coming from his back, and he rolled forward.

The Molotov cocktail exploded where it had been, scattering across the ground.

A spark landed on his trouser leg... Many Molotov cocktails are called thickeners, but instead of extinguishing it, he aimed carefully and used the scalpel at his waist to cut the trouser leg off.

The movements are clean and crisp.

"You were hiding so obviously, no wonder it hit you on the head," said Company Commander Song.

"Company Commander?" Zhou Xu recognized the person who had come in.

With his hand still bandaged, Song Zhipeng kicked Zhou Xu hard in the back. Holding a Type 54 pistol in his other hand, he spat and shouted:
"Brothers of the Third Company, those who can still pick up a gun, stand up with me! In this war, we can't stay behind the doctors and nurses!"

At the same time, shouts of battle cries came from behind: "Kill! Kill!"

Someone had half of their head wrapped in bandages.

Some had gunshot wounds on their hands and feet, but most were still able to walk and fire their guns! Following Song Zhipeng, they walked out of the field hospital.

"..."

"...Company Commander Song, your unit has already suffered enough casualties, and many comrades are wounded!" Chen Hui sighed helplessly as he looked at the scene.
"There are only your two platoons here. It will probably be a while before reinforcements arrive! If our Third Company doesn't come to our aid, all the soldiers in the field hospital will be sacrificed!"

Company Commander Song lay down beside the two men, biting the bandage with his teeth, and said to Zhou Xu, "Zhou Xu, tie the bandage around my back!"

Zhou Xu obeyed and secured Song Zhipeng's arm.

Several people lay prone on the cover.

"Boom boom boom!"

Following the previous Molotov cocktails, more and more Molotov cocktails and grenades are now being thrown at them from the other side.

The entire camp was engulfed in flames, and the fire was slowly growing larger.

Zhou Xu looked back and saw that the comrades from the field hospital were retreating from the back of the hospital to the vicinity of the air-raid shelter. All they needed to do was suppress the enemy with fire from the front...

We can't worry about that.

He continued to observe the other side.

He stood up, and bang bang bang! Three more bullets landed! A monkey on the other side was shot in the heart and fell to the ground dead.

On the battlefield, Chen Hui couldn't help but jokingly say, "I didn't expect you, a reporter who's good with cameras, to be so skilled with pistols! One burst of bullets and one enemy is gone. If I gave you a sniper rifle, you'd be one shot for each enemy! You're a sharpshooter!"

Zhou Xu seized the opportunity to change magazines. The last three shots had already filled a magazine, and he now had fourteen bullets left in his pocket, enough for two magazines.

"I'm going to take down those monkeys! It's a shame it's nighttime, otherwise I could take them down one by one!" Zhou Xu gritted his teeth.

No wonder information warfare is so important! If I had night vision goggles, I could kill even more enemies while hunting monkeys at night.

Zhou Xu shook his head, not wanting to think about those strange things!

He changed his magazine, stood up, and aimed forward—bang bang bang! Three more shots!
This time he didn't stop, he changed the firing port! Bang bang bang, three more bullets!
Then Zhou Xu immediately squatted down and took a deep breath! The action just now was really dangerous. Company Commander Song looked at Zhou Xu's face, his clothes were soaked with sweat.

I couldn't help but exclaim, "You're truly a genius! You didn't even wet yourself in fear during your first battle."

"Actually, I'm afraid of dying too, but right now... I have no choice but to sacrifice myself! I have to kill a few more enemies for Brother Youcai!"

"..."

Zhou Xu changed the magazine again.

This time, with only one magazine left out of the last eight bullets...

His weapons and ammunition are still insufficient... Most ordinary soldiers are now equipped with the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, which has twelve clips, each holding ten bullets, for a total of one hundred and twenty rounds.

Each squad was also equipped with two Type 56 submachine guns and ten spare magazines.

Each person also has 4-6 hand grenades...

That's about the firepower of their company.

However, the Vietnamese special forces were a rather special unit; in addition to AK rifles, each of them was equipped with a TT-33 pistol!

The Soviet-made F-1 defensive grenade is more powerful than the PLA's Type 67 grenade, and Vietnamese special agents usually carry 3-4 of them.

It has all kinds of rocket launchers, throwing tubes, and military daggers.

It's quite obvious, of course, that all this high-quality equipment was funded by the so-called "Big Brother"!
To put it bluntly, it does have a bit of the "Tian Ji's Horse Racing" feel to it. The opposing team is the Monkey King's elite force, while their company guarding the field hospital is a relatively poorly equipped team.

……

That is, on the opposite side.

Zhou Xu's two shots hit one man's arm and another man's abdomen, leaving both seriously injured and lying on the ground.

The monkey lay on the ground, blood staining the earth. He clutched his wound but couldn't pull the grenade away: "Damn it, there's a sharpshooter behind the cover at the twelve o'clock position on the other side!"

A monkey ran down from a tree and tore off strips of cloth from its body to bandage its seriously injured companion's wounds.

"Wait, I'll save you right away!"

"Be careful!"

The man looked at the wound and began to bandage it with strips of cloth...

The man with the arm injury was about to warn his companion when he discovered that bullets were following him like shadows. The two bullets from the Type 54 pistol seemed to have little power, but they were extremely fast and accurate!
Bullets swarmed into his comrade's head... Blood! Blood exploded on the man's body along with the brain matter!

The man lay down directly on top of the wounded soldier's body.

He stared ahead in disbelief.

But the bullet did not stop.

Zhou Xu continued aiming and firing. In fact, having a sharpshooter on the other side of the enemy's line of sight was a terrifying thing, because as soon as he slightly exposed his position, two bullets would fall.

The key point is that this concrete bunker is well-made, making it difficult to penetrate or destroy Zhou Xu's defenses.

The wounded soldier shoved the corpse off him, breathing heavily...

He shouted, "Rocket launcher! Rocket launcher! Who's coming to take over the rocket launcher!"

Soldiers nearby heard his shouts and rushed over, pistols in hand.

The wounded soldier shouted, "Don't shoot without cover! Don't reveal your position!"

Before he could speak, several more bullets flew from the front, piercing the man's chest, and countless drops of blood fell onto his face. He coughed violently.

Prepare to stop the comrades on the other side!

But bullets don't discriminate, and once again killed the soldiers who came to provide support.

As the man watched his comrades fall one by one, a tear of despair welled up in his eye. He knew he couldn't continue to drag his teammates down like this.

Coupled with his fear of war, he took out a TT-33 pistol and pointed it at his forehead...

"Snap!"
The last person in the line died.

The firepower in front instantly decreased by more than half.

(End of this chapter)