Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

"I'm really going to get killed by you today."

When the first ray of dawn reflected in the eastern sky and the sky became dim and bright, the two people hiding on the top of the water tower realized what kind of danger they were in.

Just over 20 meters away from the water tower, five government troops squatted guarding a Maxim heavy machine gun. It seems that they should have been deployed here very early. I don't know how they were not found climbing up the water tower last night. It's better now. If these guys suddenly want to climb up on a whim, or because they are too bored, they turn their guns and shoot a few rounds at the water tower to vent their anger, then they will be really out of luck.

The sniper poked his head out slightly to take a look, then cautiously retracted. "Leave them alone."

The observer complained softly. "Of course we don't care about them. Are we still trying to kill them? It seems we only have one chance to fire. Look at the anti-tank gun 100 meters away. If they react quickly enough, they can fire it in a few seconds. Drop this water tower. I think if we don't get anything today, we'd better leave tonight. This place is so dangerous." I was really unlucky, how could I form a partner with such a competitive guy. No matter how eager you are to make meritorious deeds, you have to save your life first. How can you talk about honor if your life is gone?

The sniper listened to his nagging and did not respond, seeming to acquiesce to his proposal.

Complaints remain complaints, but the observer still performed his responsibility seriously, his eyes never leaving the high-power telescope in his hand.

From watching the government troops below having breakfast, taking several rounds of artillery shells, and repelling an attack by Franco's army, until around ten o'clock in the morning, the observer suddenly discovered a special target. "Hey, a car is here. The distance is about 2,000 meters. It seems that it has gone to the headquarters. You said it would be great if there was a sniper rifle that can shoot 2,000 meters."

Judging from the number of people below, the defense here should be a battalion-level unit, and their battalion commander seemed determined to coexist with the position and set up the headquarters more than 2,000 meters away from here. Unfortunately, the effective range of the G43 next to him is only more than 800 meters, and the 98K in the sniper's hand does not exceed 1,000 meters, so it cannot threaten the headquarters at all.

Hearing the observer lift the sniper rifle, the sniper who had been silent finally spoke. "Don't mention it. I heard that the NSV heavy machine gun has good accuracy. It can hit things 2,000 meters away after installing a sight."

The NSV he was talking about was a heavy machine gun developed by the Soviet Union in later generations. Due to its excellent overall performance and innovations in many structures, it was widely used as a general-purpose large-caliber machine gun for infantry by members of the Warsaw Pact, competing with the Browning M2 large-caliber heavy machine gun widely used in the West. Decades later, some NATO member states also recommended and tried NSV to replace the old M2.

If the US military at this time did not have the M1921 to improve and officially name it M2, Yannick would definitely take it and use it for his own purposes.

Unfortunately, the U.S. military had completed improvements as early as 1932. Even if he wanted to talk to the United States about authorization issues, the United States might not agree. In addition, the NSV is much lighter than the M2 and has a much faster rate of fire, so Yannick simply used it to develop it.

Observer hand pouted. "Damn, how heavy is that thing? Can you run around with a 25 kilogram weight on your back? Hey, he seems to be a regiment leader, and he actually entered the headquarters."

After waiting for more than an hour, I saw several people walking out of the headquarters. Including the regiment commander who entered before, as well as the accompanying battalion commander, staff officer, and two company commanders, it seems that they just held a combat meeting.

Observer sighed. "It's a pity that there is no way to contact the artillery position, otherwise one shell would have killed them all now. What do you think is the use of teaching us how to guide artillery attacks in school? Is it possible that we have to do it everywhere we go? Holding a phone line? What kind of mobility is there?"

Listening to his constant nagging, the sniper became really impatient. "Shut up. Since it's taught in school, it must make sense. Don't you know that tank troops can communicate wirelessly?" This guy is quite a qualified observer, but he has a problem. Once he is nervous, he will become a chatterbox. I can talk about any topic for half an hour. This is when he doesn't strike up a conversation. If he accidentally strikes up a conversation, it will definitely last for hours.

etc? Picking up a fight? Damn, this guy will be commentating on the radio for hours.

But obviously this time he guessed wrong.

"How heavy is that radio station? Hey, that guy didn't get in the car. What did he want to do? Inspect the front line?" Through the high-magnification telescope, I saw that the regiment leader did not get in the car and go back, but continued to move forward with his men. , and greeted the soldiers he encountered along the way warmly.

"Do you think he will come to this machine gun position to take a look?" As he said this, the observer carefully took the G43 rifle beside him.

Ten minutes later, the group of people indeed walked towards the machine gun position below. "There is a road to heaven but if you don't take it, there is no door to hell and you break in. We deserve to be allowed to make great achievements." Observer muttered while carefully taking out two grenades and placing them in a convenient place. As mentioned before, this water tower is only 20 meters away from the heavy machine gun position. It is so high up that even a soldier can throw it over.

The cross in the sniper's scope has been firmly locked on the head of the group. The distance between them was so close that even the hair on the leader's face could be seen clearly. This was the first time he aimed at a person at such a close range. He took a deep breath and asked softly. "Are you ready?"

At this time, the observer had also picked up the G43 and aimed downwards. "Yeah. You fight the regiment commander, and I'll fight the battalion commander and the others. We'll retreat immediately after the fight! May God bless us!"

"Three, two, one!"

At the same time as the word came out, the sniper decisively pulled the trigger. When he felt the recoil on his shoulder, a cloud of blood mist burst out from the face that occupied the entire scope. The blood droplets seemed to be splashed on the scope, as clear as day. .

The five soldiers who were standing up to greet their commander were dumbfounded as their regiment commander and battalion commander's heads were punched with blood holes at almost the same time. Before the two men's bodies fell down, gunshots were fired one after another, and the accompanying company commander and staff officers were shot and fell to the ground.

The heavy machine gun shooter was a veteran. He instantly heard the sound of gunfire close at hand and roared. "Top of the water tower!" He immediately controlled the heavy machine gun, but when he pointed the muzzle of the gun at the top of the water tower, he saw two black figures falling into their position in famous and beautiful lines.

One of them rolled to his feet in a desperate manner.

"Fuck!" Looking at the iron lump puffing out white smoke, the machine gunner only had time to flash a word in his mind before the huge impact knocked his whole life away. Two grenades easily blew up the remaining people in the trench.

After shooting the leader in the head, the sniper kicked off the bundle of ropes that had been piled at his feet. When he stood up, he threw the rifle on his back. "Quickly retreat!!"

The observer pulled the trigger frantically, fired all ten bullets in the magazine, and then dropped two grenades. Then follow the sniper and jump off the water tower.

The moment he grabbed the rope, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the anti-tank gun in the distance had turned its muzzle and was aiming here. The observer's heart was in his throat, he didn't dare to slow down and slid all the way to the ground. "Hot, hot, hot!!" He shook his hand that felt like it was about to burn and ran away without daring to stop.

The two of them had just taken two steps when they heard a deafening explosion above their heads.

The fragments of the water tower filled the sky, and the goddess scattered flowers and fell overwhelmingly on the two people who had not taken a few steps away.

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That night.

Berlin, Royal Palace.

"Your Highness, two people in the sniper team you sent have exceeded 50 points."

"So fast?" Yannick couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard Anne's report. It had only been a few days.

"There was a sniper team hiding on a water tower 20 meters away from the enemy's defense line. They killed an enemy regiment commander, a battalion commander, and a company commander who came to inspect the front line in one go. Their points before were already 35 They were divided. As a result, the enemy defense line in that area was in chaos, allowing Franco's army to quickly break through the defense line and advance 30 kilometers."

So powerful, Yannick couldn't help but sigh in his heart. "Is that sniper team member still alive?"

"Yes, he was just slightly injured. He didn't need to be hospitalized."

"Give them both the Iron Cross, Second Class. What's the name of that sniper?"

"Matthias Hetzenauer. His instructor was Evan Koenig. The other sniper was Josef Sepp Ellerberg, and his instructor was Simon Heyer."

Yannick nodded, pulled off a piece of paper and wrote down the names of the two snipers, and then wrote two simple words of encouragement respectively. "Give it to Sauer Company and let them engrave it on the body of the SVD sniper rifle. Send the completed sniper arm patch as well."

SVD is of course the SVD sniper rifle of the original time and space old man. He directly copied the later model of SVD with the twist distance set to 240mm. Like the original SVD, the current SVD is not very accurate when using ordinary caliber rifle bullets.

Although some people wonder why it is called SVD, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to have no intention of explaining it, and no one dares to ask.