Half an hour passed. The surroundings were still so quiet. "Fuck, they all ran away."
Lieutenant Kilide simply sat on the ground, lighting a snowflakes in depression.
"That stuff is too choking. Why don't you smoke a cigarette from me?" Huang Helou handed over a filter tip.
"Oh. Thank you." Gilad was about to answer when he suddenly realized something was wrong and hurriedly touched the pistol on his waist.
He is faster. The Nepalese saber in Ling Yun's hand is faster.
Blood rain fell in the air. There was another wronged soul in hell.
Ling Yun carefully observed the surrounding situation. After making sure it was safe, he walked to the guy.
A sniper rifle was lying quietly next to the guy. Ling Yun's pupils suddenly shrank. When he picked it up and took a look, his whole person seemed to be frozen.
Mauser 98K sniper rifle (dungeon prop)
Attack:120-198
Range: 800 meters
Magazine loading capacity: 5 rounds
Recoil: 72
Requirements: Sharpshooter. Military rank sergeant. Strength requirement 50.
The Mauser 98k carbine was the standard weapon of German snipers in World War II. It was also one of the earliest sniper rifles in the world. It has a well-known name. The Nazi Butcher Knife. Research data shows that German snipers can use the above-mentioned sniper rifle. It is guaranteed to hit the target's head at a distance of 300m and the chest at a distance of 600m. This shows how excellent its accuracy is.
Ling Yun held the weapon tightly in his hand and looked at it carefully for a long time.
It’s not that this gun has any super attributes. As a first-generation sniper rifle, this thing is definitely the best in the eyes of military collectors. Ling Yun put away the sniper rifle and hurried to the arsenal. The attributes are not very good. Let Li first Jing makes do with it.
The passage was about half a meter high and seemed a bit short. Ling Yun could only hunch over after entering. The passage exuded the stench of mud. This was a paradise for rats.
The passage was not very long. They followed their footsteps in the icy air and reached the end, which was about the size of a pack of cigarettes. At the end was a patio. Rusty steel bars were cast on the wall to form a simple ladder.
I yelled a few codes in Russian from above. I felt a light above my head and a heavy lid was removed.
Several heads poked out of the well, and they confirmed Ling Yun's identity in Russian. Fortunately, "Fantasy World" has an automatic language translation system. Otherwise, Ling Yun wouldn't have died of suffocation in this smelly ditch.
I finally returned to the familiar ground. I took a big breath of fresh air. My eyes were wide open. There were busy Russian soldiers everywhere.
"Thank God. Ling Yun, you are finally safe and sound." Li Jing took Ling Yun's hand. Her joy was beyond words.
"Ah, is this the superhero that Naganev mentioned?" At this time, there was a Russian officer in his fifties standing next to him. He had two sharp eyebrows and a resolute face. He exuded the unique temperament of a soldier. He looked at his military rank. He's actually a colonel.
"Haha. Nice to meet you. Our hero. I am the supervisor here. You can also call me Utov." Colonel Utov smiled and extended his right hand.
There is never a shortage of heroes on the battlefield. This is an eternal truth.
Ling Yun looked at his hands that were covered in blood and mud. He quickly wiped the clean areas on his body a few times.
After giving a military salute, the two hands finally clasped together tightly. "Nice to meet you, sir."
Ding. The second ring of the dungeon mission is open. Hold on to the arsenal for three days.
"It's not good, sir. Area 36 has been completely lost. The enemy's armored forces are coming." A scout ran over panting.
"Damn it. Major General Troff's reinforcements haven't arrived yet. If this continues, the arsenal will fall into the hands of the enemy sooner or later tonight." Colonel Utov became anxious. The expression on his face became very solemn. " There is a suspension bridge near Area 36. Guard it at all costs. If that doesn't work, blow up the bridge."
"I think I can complete this task." Ling Yun thought for a while and said. This must be a task.
"Warrior, you are really too tired. You should go and rest." Utov patted Ling Yun on the shoulder and said.
Suddenly a system window pops up in front of the screen: has the player Death decided to take a break?
No. Ling Yun chose no without hesitation. The battlefield is changing rapidly. A small battle can determine the victory of a war.
"What a brave warrior." Colonel Utov patted Ling Yun on the shoulder. "I will send an elite team to assist you in guarding the bridge. The guns and ammunition in the arsenal will be given priority to equip your team."
"Thank you, sir."
…
Time: 18:49 on August 3, 1941.
Location: Bank of the Volga River. Naproto Viaduct.
The bridge deck is about 400 meters long. The bridge is wide enough for two tanks to pass side by side.
Russian soldiers were repairing the fortifications. A large number of enemy tanks and soldiers had begun to gather on the other side of the river.
Ling Yun wiped the Nazi butcher knife sniper rifle in his hand and threw it to Li Jing. "Although this thing is not the best, it can be used."
Li Jing took the sniper rifle. Of course she couldn't put it down. She glanced at Ling Yun. A blush appeared on her cheeks. "Thank you."
Linna next to her saw the ambiguous expressions between the two. Jealousy was written on her pretty face. "Humph." She snorted coldly. She turned around. The dagger in her hand poked holes in the sandbag in front of her. .
While he was thinking about ways to deal with the enemy, when he saw so many enemy tanks, his hot heart froze. There was only one way, and that was to defend.
Ximen Chuibao fiddled with the AK47 rifle in his hand and changed the ammunition. A big battle was inevitable next.
Ling Yun walked out of the fortification and buried two boxes of grenades brought from the arsenal under the bridge pier. The power of the grenades was slightly smaller than the sweet potato grenade. These two boxes were enough to destroy this bridge. In the face of so many enemy tanks, the bridge was blown up. .This is also a solution among no solutions.
Fortunately, there was enough ammunition in the ammunition depot. There were more than a dozen boxes of grenades alone. Bullets were always on hand, which gave Ling Yun and others a small surprise.
Lifting the Barrett sniper rifle, you can clearly see everything on the other side of the river by aiming at Ling Yun. "Brothers, it's not an option for us to wait like this. It's better to warm up first."
With their current weapons, they can cross hundreds of meters of the river and cause heavy damage to the enemies on the opposite side. But those guys on the opposite side are all filthy old antiques, which cannot be compared with their modern weapons.
Holding the butt of the gun with his shoulder and holding the gun tightly with his left hand, Barrett's crosshair moved to a Nazi soldier.
The distance is 628 meters. The wind speed is 42. The air humidity is 76. The temperature is 18. The shooting environment is good. Various environmental information is fed back from the scope. In this case, the shooting is still very good.
The crosshair is beating very hard. If you shoot now, 60% of the time it will miss.
Ling Yun simply put down the gun, closed his eyes, took a long breath, and tried to calm himself down.
