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Chapter 286 The German Sniper Who Doubts His Life

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Yan Zhi used the [Heaven, Earth and Human Breathing Method] breathing method to adjust his breathing, and constantly increased his speed, almost to the extreme.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

While running, Yan Zhi could feel the hissing sound of the air waves pushed away by the bullets around him.

This is a German sniper, they found Yan Zhi hiding in the dark.

But Yan Zhi's movement was so fast that it was impossible for the sniper to aim at the target.

Not to mention the snipers and sniper rifles of the 40th century, even those excellent snipers of the 21st century who used the most advanced sniper rifles could not successfully target Yan Zhi.

Yan Zhi's running speed was too fast, and he was constantly changing his running posture and direction. The sniper couldn't tell where he would go next.

The snipers hid at their respective sniper spots, saw their division commander, Major General Jaron Richardson, and also saw Yan Zhi running like flying on the roof, chasing in the direction their division commander was going, and judged that Yan Zhi was Chasing their commander.

The Allied officer was trying to kill Major General Jaron Richardson.

On the battlefield, the supreme commander of a unit is killed by the enemy, and the impact on morale is fatal.

Therefore, seven or eight snipers attacked Yan Zhi with all their might.

But the German snipers were not panicked. They could see through the sniper mirror that although the Allied officer was running like flying, he was still at least 500 meters away from Major General Jeron Richardson.

What the snipers have to do now is to work together to kill Yan Zhi. Even if they can't kill him, they should at least keep him at a distance of 800 to [-] meters away from the commander.

Yan Zhi had no time to take care of these German snipers. His running speed could turn the sniper rifles in these snipers into waste.

Yan Zhi was condescending while running, and saw that in the northeast corner where the flames of war did not reach, there was a large area of ​​dense bushes and hedgerows still shrouded in thick fog, and Major General Jaron Richardson was walking quickly towards it.

The sun came out, and this area was still shrouded in thick fog, which made people feel a little strange.

Could it be that there are secret weapons of the German army hidden in this place shrouded in weird fog?

While running forward and chasing, Yan Zhi took another look at the long line of German soldiers walking in strange postures. The first few people had already walked into the thicket and fence shrouded in thick fog.

Although the thornbush was more than half the height of a person, Yan Zhi ran on the small building, condescending to see the German soldiers walking into the thornbush, as if they were going from shallow water to deep water, and slowly disappeared.

wrong,

In this thorn bush, is there a slope leading to the ground below?

This bush of thorns is very dense, and at first glance it looks like wheat in a wheat field with almost the same height. After the soldiers entered, they should not dwindle step by step until they disappear.

There is definitely something strange here!
Why did the German army build a downhill road among the thorn bushes?
Could it be that there is an underground fortification of the German army hidden under the thorns and fences here?
Regardless of these, Yan Zhi adjusted his breathing while running, his eyes were always locked on Major General Jaron Richardson, no matter what, kill this big fish first.

Killing the division commander of the German army can speed up the collapse of the German army.

According to Yan Zhi's visual inspection, Major General Jaron Richardson would walk into the thorns if he walked tens of meters.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The 98*7.92MM Mauser bullets of the German Mauser 57k sniper rifle whizzed past Yan Zhi, hitting the buildings beside him and behind him with "slaps".

Yan Zhi could judge the location of these snipers based on the direction of the enemy's bullet trajectory, and kill them with one shot, but as long as he paused for a moment, his running speed would definitely drop.

These small fish and shrimp can't stir up big waves, so kill the big fish Mr. Jaron Richardson first.

Yan Zhi took off the sniper rifle,
Make a little breathing adjustment,
But the running speed did not slow down,

Raise the sniper rifle, just take a look,
Major General Jaron Richardson was still 1260 meters away.

Not in range!

Even if you barely shoot, you are only 60% sure.

Moreover, when this shot is fired, affected by the recoil of the sniper rifle, his running speed will definitely slow down. If the enemy commander cannot be killed, the difficulty of chasing him will increase exponentially!
One bang, two declines, three exhaustions.

A dozen meters away, Major General Jeron Richardson, commander of the 702nd Infantry Division of the German Army, will walk into the bushes.

"Shhhhhhh...~~"

More German snipers spotted Yan Zhi, their jaws dropped by his extraordinary running posture and speed, and more 7.92*57MM Mauser rifle bullets flew towards Yan Zhi.

The German snipers knew that if such an enemy did not die, it would be a very terrifying and catastrophic existence.

All snipers want to shoot this allied officer.

In their sniper career, they have never seen such an outstanding and outstanding opponent. If anyone can kill this enemy who wants to chase Master Jalan Richardson, it will be the glory of his life.

But the snipers couldn't effectively target and lock the opponent at all.

The speed of the opponent is too fast.

He ran faster than a cheetah on the roof of the building, and he showed an invincible momentum while running.

A German sniper began to doubt his life after firing more than a dozen shots in a row. He suspected that the Allied officer running in his sniper mirror was not a man but a god.

The first few German snipers who spotted Yan Zhi had almost finished firing the 7.92*57MM Mauser rifle bullets, and they began to fear in their hearts. The Allied officer they were facing was definitely not a mortal, either a devil or a god.

From the sniper mirror, they could see that it took only seven or eight seconds for the Allied officer to run 100 meters on the roof of the building.

He is definitely not human,

He is the embodiment of devil and god.

Even if they practice 24 hours a day for another 100 years, they will not be able to achieve this ability.

Several German snipers had sweaty palms, and their trembling fingers left the trigger.

This small building is uneven, some have three floors, some have two floors, and some are two and a half floors high. Running on such uneven roofs is simply impossible for ordinary people.

Even if it is a special soldier or killer who has undergone hard training, running upstairs will greatly limit the speed.

But for Yan Zhi, the uneven roof makes running very comfortable. He can jump from a three-story building to a two-story building more than ten meters away in less than a second.

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At this time, the two warring parties launched a fierce offensive and defensive battle within a radius of more than ten kilometers
Before, the Allies were careful not to let the flames of war spread to those residential buildings that were not occupied by the Germans, but as the battle became more intense, the German devils who were retreating steadily took advantage of the height of the small buildings to continuously attack the Allies, causing the Allies to lose heavy.

In order to avoid more Allied casualties, the flames of war inevitably spread to many small buildings and ignited them.

To the north of the border with the small river, most of the small buildings were set ablaze in the flames of war.

There were raging fires everywhere, scorching the soldiers on both sides of the war, making the soldiers feel like they were fighting in the fire of hell.

Strangely, under the scorching of the rising sun and raging fire, there was still a faint layer of mist on the entire battlefield, which never dissipated.

Of course, the soldiers on both sides of the war had no time to take this into consideration.

But Zhao Fugui, with enough money, Shao Daguo, and Liao Baotian secretly followed the dead German soldiers from a distance, and they always felt that the faint fog was a bit strange, making them feel cold sweat on their backs, whizzing cold.

(End of this chapter)