Chapter 943: King of Sniper

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"Boo!" A clear gunshot broke the silence on the entire position. In the middle of the middle-aged sniper's scope, the Soviet sniper carrying a rifle was shot, and after spraying a crimson blood mist, he collapsed behind the hiding place.
The Soviet sniper's assistant saw his partner fell to the ground, and in amazement, he simply judged the direction of the bullet. He turned back and crossed the piles of rubble and rubble between the positions. , Quickly passing through those seemingly suspicious places.
But he hadn't seen the murderer who killed his partner, and another bullet followed. Before he could even figure out what was going on, his eyebrows were broken by a 7.92 mm bullet. The bullet, with blood and broken bones, took life through the brain.
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"You said that this sniper had already killed 557 Soviet soldiers on the Eastern Front?" In the German headquarters, General Küchler's expression was incredible, and he snatched it from the hands of the 14th Panzer Army staff. That brief introduction letter.
"He is simply a natural sniper who can hit the enemy's head 600 meters away with a single shot. Someone saw him killing enemy soldiers over a distance of 1,000 meters ..." The sent servant The official Bi Gongdi respectfully confessed what he knew: "The target he is staring at, very few can escape."
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The body of the second Soviet sniper team had not fallen to the ground, and the middle-aged sniper adjusted his sniper rifle in one direction. On the roof of the collapsed bell tower, there were still two Soviet snipers hiding. He shot with difficulty, and the third bullet crossed a distance of more than 500 meters, accurately hitting one of the Soviet soldiers.
The hapless man who was shot suddenly lost his balance and rolled down from the sloping tiled roof. With a series of shattered tiles, they fell from the three-story building. While another Soviet sniper wanted to retract into the building, another bullet was killing him.
The fourth Soviet sniper shot in the chest struggled twice, and then hung on the edge of the window on the roof of the clock tower. His arm also wobbled twice because of inertia before finally stopping.
In just a blink of an eye, all four Soviet snipers were wiped out by this seemingly Western fantasy-style "outrageous knight", and it was such a neat and clean, as if it was a cloud of water, leaving no trace of tampering. .
"Hoo!" Opened the rag used to hide his figure. The middle-aged sniper moved quickly to the root of the relatively safe ruins with a rifle, and then merged with his followers. The good route ran all the way to another surveyed sniper position.
On the Soviet position, a Soviet sniper who had been concealed heard four gunshots from a distance. His eyes still did not move away from the sight, but he frowned almost imperceptibly.
Listening to gunshots should not be a Soviet sniper firing. The familiar sound seems to have explained that all German snipers are coming, and it is a tough role to deal with. The veteran Soviet sniper still has no intention of moving. He just aimed his gun at the position where the other party should appear most, like a stone sculpture.
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"This sniper ace from our country is simply a devil. The probability of his continuous shooting at a moving target may be the highest record that humans can complete in history." The officer from the servant country was full of pride when speaking. Lehr was fully able to understand the feeling of introducing national treasures. If there is a master in his army like this kind of existence, he will also talk about this person's heroic deeds.
"His shooting records of more than 550 people were all done with a sniper rifle?" The German staff member questioned the topics he was most interested in.
"Of course not!" The servant officer replied with a smile: "If other means are taken, his shooting records may be doubled."
"..." Küchler swallowed a spit, he finally knew that there was still a kind of soldier in the world, who could raise the murder to a height that set a world record. The Japanese after the colony were still dreaming about what would happen Enemies, there seems to be such a guy in real life, and Küchler is seeing is believing!
What kind of existence is it that you can easily kill 557 enemy soldiers? If his own soldiers have such capabilities, then his army can sweep the entire Soviet Union. But after all, dreams are dreams, and Küchler is not stupid enough to rely too much on a certain arm.
"He is not a brutal type! In case of trouble, he will use support and all the favorable factors in his hand to fight for the initiative." The servant who came together seemed to be a salesman. Talkatively bragging about his soldiers: "He is a veritable sniper genius."
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"If I were you, I would shoot a round of mortar shells in any direction! To be honest, I have no courage and this kind of go out with a few cover team masters, or I do n’t want to do when there are alternatives. "What a dangerous thing." The middle-aged sniper gasped for a while, and said to the German platoon leader: "While he shouldn't run, he should be able to kill him."
"The two mortars of the company are ready according to the coordinates he said, two rounds of volley, four rounds!" The platoon leader did not believe the middle-aged sniper at the beginning, but after all, this round of shelling did not exceed him. The scope of power, so he is also happy to provide some help to his friendly forces. After all, the other party came from afar, not even satisfying such a bombardment request.
So a short round of artillery began. First, two shells landed accurately near the suspicious target, and then two other shells landed closer together. Dust obscured sight. One of the two Soviet snipers was seriously injured due to the shelling, and was almost killed here. Although the other still did not move, he also had to give up aiming, closed his eyes and held his breath.
There is no fancy trick, just use the interference of this round of artillery fire, so the middle-aged sniper found a suitable position, raised his gun in his hand, and aimed at the opposite position that was already smoky.
When the Soviet sniper opened his eyes again, he saw the natural bunker on the opposite side from his sight. A middle-aged man in a ragged German SS uniform was carrying a branch Old Mauser 98k sniper rifle. His fingers subconsciously wanted to touch the trigger, only to find that the other party's muzzle had flashed.
"Damn it!" The Soviet sniper whispered, and his head was penetrated by bullets. He fell down unwillingly, letting his own blood flow from his hair to the pile of rubble under him, infiltrated into the soil and dried up.
At the German position, the platoon leader watched in shock as the middle-aged man carefully retreated from the shooting location to a safe position, and finally he could not help but asked: "How do you know where he is hiding?"
The middle-aged people and animals smiled harmlessly, and then put his old Mauser sniper rifle behind him, then he began to answer: "Because I have killed many people in this situation, I have very rich experience. . I hope your artillery can be fired more accurately. If you solve him, I do n’t have to shoot another bullet. "
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Küchler finally sat on his office chair and read the name of this legendary sniper from Finland: "Simon? Haye." The sniper who shined in another space-time Sufen war The did not enter the stage of the Sufen war because of Akado's change of history, but as a volunteer provided by the Finnish government to Germany, he appeared on the battlefield of Sud and made an amazing record of 562 killings today. .
"Such a person should be sent to a sniper school, not wasted on the battlefield. Even if he is a Finn, he should not be wasted on the battlefield in this way." Quhillel finally spoke, and he took out his own Pen, I want to write a letter of recommendation.
But when he was about to finish his pen, the general seemed to change his mind again: "Wait! Wait again! After I have occupied Stalingrad, find another good time to recommend this sniper genius back Berlin. He should have a medal, an iron cross medal representing honor! "
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It was still in the corner between the low walls on the two ruins, the young little gentleman was packing up the dilapidated tent. I bumped into a deformed military lunch box, still warming the potato powder mixed with water on time, while the middle-aged man was still sitting on the stone, holding his lunch box and gorging on the mashed potatoes that didn't taste very good. The difference is that this time, the mashed mashed potatoes had some leaves and dried sausages.
"Our infantry are poor people, comparable to those who have armored soldiers and air force pilots who eat and drink." The German platoon leader who was not far away said with a look of respect: "The whole company has collected so many 5 boxes of canned food. Take it, don't be too little. "
Simon Haye was also not hypocritical, and nodded his head to accept the gift: "Okay! I will bring it all! The troops of the 1st Division of the Volunteer Volunteers of Finland have had a hard time. I have never seen such good things. , Take it back to give a taste to my comrades, thanks. "
The little gentleman came to the German platoon leader, hugged the can in his arms, smiled, and showed white teeth.