My Third Empire

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An unknown beetle crawled over a verdant green leaf. It frolicked on the green leaf, stretched its tentacles carefreely, and looked at this world that was not yet familiar to it.

It climbed over the green leaves, then jumped on an iron pipe, and crawled along the iron pipe wrapped with cloth outside. It did n’t know that it was standing on a rifle, let alone a man at this time. German soldiers were carrying this rifle.

The helmet of the German soldier has been modified, covered with canvas and covered with camouflage nets, which can be used to decorate any camouflage from local materials. And the entire helmet is not reflective, and it is painted with the camouflage closest to this season. The unmoving German soldiers had already merged with the entire grassland and the bushes, like a stone, as if there was no life at all.

A cold face is looking through the sight at the most dangerous area on the opposite side. A few days ago, three German soldiers were shot here by the Soviet Red Army. According to his judgment, all three soldiers were killed by snipers. Yes, judging from the wounds and the open area, they are unlikely to be ambushed by regular troops.

No more familiar shot was killed, no more familiar upper body was shot, no more familiar two fell together and a third person died in the distance. If he did this attack, it would be exactly the same as everything here.

He can even guess the order in which the opponent's sniper fired: First, the soldier carrying the Mauser rifle was killed by one shot. Obviously this was the only one of the three German soldiers who could threaten him. Immediately afterwards, the squad leader carrying the mp-44 assault rifle with the highest value was shot and killed, and finally a soldier who fled was killed in the distance.

This is an expert! He made a judgment immediately. So he ambushed here, preparing to kill the culprit that caused casualties to the Germans according to the orders of his boss. He knows that it is not the same as his previous mission. This is the first time he has faced the challenge of a sniper.

His assistant, the comrade in charge of covering him, was behind the grass not far away. This assistant is responsible for enticing the opponent to shoot first to expose his position, and to win a favorable combat environment for him. He carefully used a bayonet to hold up the helmet, and then shook the grass slightly.

If the opponent's sniper is still here, then he can use this method to induce the opponent to shoot. This is a very dangerous job. After all, he must be hit by the opponent before he can confirm the opponent's position. . Of course, this danger is not great. The opponent either hits the helmet or the bayonet that supports the helmet. The probability of hitting him is very low.

In fact, there are dangers. For example, the last time the Soviets used a steel helmet to lure a German sniper to shoot, in order to try to determine the position of the sniper in advance, the Germans were not at all polite, and directly fought the iron fist rocket and shot a rocket. bomb. Of course the casualties of the nearby Soviet Red Army were not small, and the Soviet soldier who used the steel helmet to mock the German army was also killed on the spot. This is a lesson for everyone who often plays like this: Don't easily reveal your position, because you don't know what is flying.

"Boo!" The sniper on the opposite side opened fire, which was really a long wait. The German sniper clearly saw the flaring position through his sight. He raised the corner of his mouth and pressed the scoring with the cross to suppress the position. Sure enough, there was a Soviet sniper disguised as a haystack, almost identical to the surrounding grassland.

"Goodbye!" The German sniper whispered softly, and then pulled his trigger. He did not hesitate at all, because he did so countless times every day, and almost every time he took a fresh life. This is the battlefield, where the rules of survival are the harshest. The only way to survive here is to kill. The only thing that is not needed here is compassion.

"Boo!" A bullet was ejected from a well-disguised muzzle, flying towards the Soviet Red Army sniper in the distance, slashing through the air, flying over a distance of more than two hundred meters, and then easily drilling into the Soviet sniper The body of the hand, with huge rotational kinetic energy, shreds the bones and tears the internal organs.

Not far away from the sniper, a Soviet soldier stood up and tried to escape. He was also shot on the back, and before he ran a few steps, he fell down and was killed in a mass. The edge of the bush.

A life on the front line of war is so worthless, whether it is a soldier fighting tenaciously, or a cowardly coward, they all have the opportunity to steal a life, and they will all humblely die when the luck is bad, and the joints of the body are twisted Falling on the ground, worthless and decent.

The assistant who picked up the helmet with a bayonet clasped the helmet in his head, smiled and carried his gun, and walked to the body of the Soviet sniper in the distance. He was responsible for picking up the Soviet sniper rifle to prove himself The sniper team did kill a Soviet sniper nearby.

Soon he walked over to the body, the Soviet sniper looked very young, only under twenty years old, the facial features of the childish face were twisted, obviously the physical trauma was given to him almost a minute ago Brought great pain. The blood around him was proof that he did not die immediately.

The bullet penetrated his lung lobes from under his ribs, and then took out his stomach and a part of the intestines from the other side, leaving a fist-sized hole, which looked very scary.

The German soldier pulled out a document stained with blood from the jacket pocket of the corpse, and a handwritten note, written in Russian, that he could not understand but did not discard. The blood on it hadn't dried up yet, so he didn't put these things in his pocket, but pinched with his hands and walked towards the body of another Soviet soldier in the distance.

He walked over, kicked the corpse with his feet, and then put the things in his hands aside, turning the corpse over. Just as he rummaged over the body, the German sniper also came over. After covering for a long time, he found that there were no other people around and then put away his weapon and leaned over.

A cigarette was lit next to the body, watching his assistant rummaging over the body of the Soviet soldier. He was just indifferent over there, and when the assistant nodded, they were carrying four guns and left. The two retreated to their ambush position, and then walked back through a small forest to the defense line controlled by the German Grenadier. There was eating there, but did not dare to fire a fire to heat the cold food.

The sentinel saw his own person coming back, came up to cross-examine two sentences, and then checked the two people's documents, and released. The two men were not affiliated with this unit, so there was nothing polite, and they walked slowly toward the battalion in the direction pointed by the other.

The camp is not far behind the headquarters, and there are more acquaintances between them. The lieutenant of the battalion artillery and the two greeted enthusiastically, and distributed the cooked hot water to them. A cup of hot water lowered the stomach, which made the two's cold stomachs more comfortable.

Seeing the commander of the battalion, the two put the Soviet sniper rifle and another ordinary Mosinagan rifle on the commander's table. Then began to report the problems that were just discovered in the battle. The battalion commander looked at the two guns and found that they were well maintained, much stronger than the weapons of other Soviet troops.

"They are emulating us. Their sniper was acting alone a month ago. Now they have one more person. If it wasn't the Soviet cowardly who fled in advance, he would be shot by him just after checking the body." Sniper Pointed at the ordinary rifle and said.

Obviously, the assistant of the sniper team who walked outside the ghost gate was also worried. He spread the seized items on the table, ignoring some sticky blood on it: "I do n’t understand Russian, but I do n’t understand this on his body. The notes are brought back, hopefully useful. "

The commander knew some Russian, which was one of the preparations before the invasion. He took the little book that most of his blood was stained with blood and looked at it carefully. He found that there were many professional terms in it. The only things he could understand were sniper, training, road houses, etc.

However, he still speculated that this should be a sniper training manual. The above is some basic theoretical knowledge of Soviet sniper training. This is not a problem that his small battalion commander can handle. Intelligence shows that the Soviets are training a large number of snipers to cause trouble for the German army. German senior officials are gradually paying attention to this new situation.

War is like a big classroom. Everyone learns from the advanced to make up for their deficiencies. The speed of learning is simply jaw-dropping. In the real history, it seems that it took only 6 years from the first installation of radar on the warship by the German Navy to the installation of radar by every warship in the US Navy. A few months after the Luftwaffe used the Me-109 fighter, the British Spitfire came into being. Who could have imagined that it took humans only five years to evolve from a piston propeller plane to a jet plane?

So don't doubt the pace of the opponents catching up. Those who feel that they are ahead of their opponents have already died in the course of history as negative teaching materials. Daming ’s firearms were the best in the world. As a result, we were finally killed by firearms. The Beiyang sailors of the Qing Dynasty used to be proud of Asia, but they were caught up and defeated by the Japanese Navy after only two years of stopping. In Europe, the British won the British air battle by plugging the Rolls-Royce engine into the Spitfire!

Facts have proved that only a nation that keeps on forging ahead is worthy of enjoying an unforgettable foundation, and it is also worthy of grasping the fruits of victory!