my battlefield my company

Chapter 281 You Are An Obedient Girl

As soon as the machine gunner on the Tiger tank put his finger on the trigger, he suddenly felt as if his chest had been hit by a huge thunder, his internal organs seemed to be shattered in an instant, his nose and mouth were bleeding, he fell from the tank on his back, and his helmet hit the tank. " With a sound, he broke his neck again.

Yan Zhi's shot deliberately hit the tank machine gunner's chest so as not to arouse the suspicion of the Germans.

Stray bullets are everywhere on the battlefield, and it is normal for soldiers to be hit by stray bullets.

The machine guns on the German tanks went silent, and the soldiers of Company E in the trenches immediately fired to suppress the German firepower.

There was a slight vibration of the butt of the gun, causing a slight pain, which spread from the shoulder to the whole body, making Yan Zhixin shake slightly, and a 7.62×63mm Springfield rifle bullet flew towards a German sergeant.

Yan Zhi just glanced at a dozen or so German soldiers with rifles, and he knew who was more accurate with marksmanship.

The calmer a soldier is on the battlefield, the more accurate his marksmanship will be.

When other German soldiers fired several shots in a row, a German sergeant did not fire a single shot. He calmly held the gun and turned his body slowly. The muzzle followed Winters, who was constantly changing lines and moving , There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. After more than ten seconds of observation, he had already calculated Winters's running method, and his muzzle landed on the position that Winters would reach in the next second ahead of time, just as he His mind was as calm as water, and the moment he was about to pull the trigger, a bullet hit his heart.

The flickering flame brought a thin blue smoke, and a faint smell of gunpowder permeated the window of the small building. The 7.62×63mm Springfield rifle bullet was whistling like an elf, and it flew through its life in an instant. Process, plunged into the chest of the German devil, and unwillingly exerted his last strength, rolling in the devil's chest, smashing his heart into a pool of blood, which gushed out from his mouth.

"The trajectory is perfect and beautiful, you are an obedient girl!" Yan Zhi smiled at the corner of his mouth, silently praising the slightly hot M1903a4 sniper rifle in his hand.

It cannot but be admitted that the Springfield-style sniper rifle designed by Americans during World War II is indeed a classic among classic rifles.

The sniper rifle in Yan Zhi's hand is the most advanced M1903a1903 model in the M4 sniper rifle family. The maximum range of this gun can reach 800 meters, and the accurate range is 600 to 200 meters. With Yan Zhi, the originator of the gun, he can increase the accuracy of this gun to [-] meters.

A sniper rifle is like a thousand-mile horse. In the hands of a farmer, a thousand-mile horse can only be used to pull a cart and plow the land. In the hands of an ordinary general, it is a good horse for charging.

M1903a4 is a sniper rifle, in the hands of snipers during World War II, its accuracy is only 500 to 700 meters, but in the hands of Yan Zhi, a top sniper in the 21st century, this sniper rifle has a soul, just like It is like a thousand-mile horse meeting Bole, which can take the enemy's head a thousand meters away.

With a soft "crash", the bullet casing jumped out of the gun briskly, rolled and threw a small arc, landed at Yan Zhi's feet, jumped a few times, rolled to the corner of the wall and lay quietly.

Yan Zhi took a deep breath and let it out slowly, tilted the muzzle of the gun slightly, and aimed at the German soldier who had just climbed onto the tank and sat in the position of the machine gunner of the tank. The index finger of his right hand began to exert force extremely slowly and softly, and the trigger was slowly and deeply pressed. Sinking, approaching the critical point of firing.

"call out!"

A 7.62×63mm Springfield rifle bullet flew out again, hitting the German devil whose finger hadn't had time to catch the trigger of the machine gun without any mistake.

"what……"

The German devil let out a miserable howl. Before he sat still, he was hit by the flying gravity and fell to the ground. The bullet hole in his chest spurted blood, and he struggled to stand up, but failed. Broken heart.

"Clap!"

Another cartridge case tumbled and fell to the floor.

"Come back Winters," Welsh yelled. "Gordon is strong. Shit!"

Winters turned back and ran back into the trench, gasping for breath. This time he was scared. During the run just now, his leg hurt so badly that he almost couldn't run back.

In a short while, the German army lost two tank machine gunners. The tank soldiers were angry and rumbled towards the E company hiding in the trench.

Yan Zhi has been waiting for a long time.

Just when the belly of the Tiger tank was about to be covered with the bundle of Type 24 wooden handle grenades, Yan Zhi pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle.

"call out!"

A bullet, spinning, galloping, whistling, rubbing against the air, hit a Type 24 grenade with a wooden handle accurately, and the warhead passed through the shell of the grenade, rolling and tearing in the TNT explosive.

"boom!"

Five Type 24 grenades with wooden handles exploded almost at the same time, and the power generated was stronger than that of a single rocket. It directly blasted the giant Tiger Tank so that its muzzle pointed straight into the sky, and then fell to the ground with a bang. The body swayed a few times, rushed forward, and "suddenly" stopped on the spot, and a fire gushed out from the abdomen, instantly surrounding the tank and burning it up.

This change was so sudden that the soldiers behind the Tiger tank were so frightened that they quickly lay down on the ground. After staying there for two or three seconds, the soldiers crawled backwards on the ground to escape from the area where the tank exploded and burned, avoiding possible explosions. Secondary explosion damage.

Amidst the billowing smoke and raging fire, the German driver opened the hatch and climbed out from the tank. Just as his two legs stood on the top of the tank, the tank exploded with a "boom". A powerful shock wave blasted the tank soldier's legs into a bloody mess. Under the violent impact of the shock wave, the whole person flew up to a height of more than ten meters.

The body of the tank soldier couldn't bear such a strong impact. His bones were broken in the air, and he vomited blood.

Immediately afterwards, the shells in the tank's ammunition depot continued to explode, and the powerful shock wave rushed the body of the tank soldier who had turned into a pulp into the air again. In mid-air, it became fragments together with his military uniform, and fell to all directions.

The other two crew members in the tank were surrounded by flames before they could climb out of the vehicle, and they were burned alive inside.

The screams of the two tank soldiers lasted for a few minutes, and the soldiers lying behind the tank were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split, and they couldn't help crawling backwards and backwards, much faster than crawling forward.

The screams from the tank were too scary.

If anyone wants to know how terrifying the sounds in hell are, then the screams of these tank soldiers perfectly interpret the cries of ghosts in hell.

War, the damage caused to soldiers is really appalling.

(End of this chapter)