He raised the gun again and took aim. This time the crosshair beat was much smaller.
With his finger decisively pulling the trigger, Ling Yun felt as if his chest had been hit by a hammer, and his whole body shook.
The bullet flew out, but it missed the target and missed.
To hit an enemy 600 meters away is a big test for all snipers.
The sniper rifle in "Fantasy World" is closer to reality, and the difference is a thousand miles away.
Wind speed, air humidity, and even a slight pulse beat can seriously interfere with sniper rifle shooting.
There was a loud noise, and a fireball shot into the sky on the other side of the river, causing quite a bit of chaos.
It turned out that although Ling Yun's shot just now did not kill the soldier, it happened to hit several oil barrels behind him, causing a violent explosion. Three were blown up on the spot, five were damaged, and six were cooked.
Playing with guns sometimes depends on your character. Ling Yun stuck out his tongue playfully.
This time, I just lay down on the ground and placed the Barrett sniper rifle on the sandbag.
Aim and fire.
A Nazi officer was directing the firefighting when he suddenly jumped up high and sprinkled blood in mid-air.
, 1987, the bullet penetrated the dark green steel helmet and directly exploded his head.
Seeing that Ling Yun was having fun shooting, Linna and others took out their sniper rifles one after another.
Bang bang bang,.
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The gunfire raged, and the bullets turned into flying meteors, roaring towards the other side of the river.
There was a soldier nearby who went to check on the commander, but was thrown away by a bullet on the spot.
The machine gunner on the tank fell down at some point and his head was bloody and bloody.
Then, the second, the third... the soldiers seemed to be cursed by the god of death, and they all died instantly. For these soldiers with very low health, the sniper rifle was simply an experience harvester.
Soldiers died one after another, and the enemy finally realized the potential danger.
A German officer picked up his telescope and looked here, shouting something.
The golden bullet casing jumped out of the gun barrel again, drawing a golden arc in the air. The bullet was like a swollen eye, and it was thrown directly towards the officer's head.
The bullet screamed and was poured directly from the Japs officer's roaring mouth, and entered his throat along with his teeth.
Li Jing was not very familiar with sniper rifles. Almost all the bullets from the Nazi butcher's knife were fired, and she could not help but grit her teeth in anger.
"Fuck, I'm not convinced," Ximen Chuibao said. He didn't have a sniper rifle, so he had to put the rocket launcher on his shoulder again. With a loud sound, air waves came and rockets came out one after another.
Explosions sounded one after another on the other side of the river, turning it into a mess.
The proud German soldiers had never been so insulted. The roar of artillery and the flying shells exuded the anger in their hearts.
"Everyone, get down," Ling Yun hugged Li Jing and lay down in the trench.
Dust was flying, shrapnel was flying, and the entire fortification was almost turned upside down by the dense artillery shells.
"Ximen Chuipao, Lina, seven-foot-large breasts, how are you doing," Ling Yun sent voice messages to each of them.
"Ahem, Brother Death, the firepower of those bastards was so fierce that I even ate two kilograms of dirt," Ximen's intermittent voice was accompanied by the sound of explosions during the voice call. It was obvious that their life was not easy. .
The enemy was preparing to cross the bridge. Eight tanks opened the way. The heavy machine guns on the top of the tanks never stopped from the moment they stepped onto the bridge.
Behind the tank is a reinforced infantry company, all equipped with steel helmets and submachine guns. The equipment on it can be said to be the most elite unit during World War II.
Ten old-fashioned bombers flew from the distant sky, and the sound was more disgusting than ten thousand flies.
The enemy's artillery fire became more intense, and Ling Yun and the others were so bombed that they could hardly lift their heads.
The delicious feast began, and the Germans prepared a large pot of mixed vegetables for Ling Yun and his team. Well, it is actually more appropriate to call it pork stewed vermicelli.
The Germans' attack was so fierce that Ling Yun and the others frantically held their health bottles, but their health points still could not be recovered.
Every time a bomber passed overhead, it took away the lives of several Russian soldiers. Shells roared in one after another, the soil was lifted up more than three meters high, flames shot into the sky, and shrapnel flew.
"Fuck, you guys next door to Mara, when I blow up the bridge, you hold on and cover me first, while the seven-foot-tall breast and I go to the rooftop of the building opposite," Ling Yun's expression turned solemn at this time. stand up.
Eight enemy tanks are already approaching the bridge. If they are allowed to rush over, the consequences will be disastrous.
After lighting the fuse of the detonator, Ling Yun rushed out of the bottom of the bridge. At this time, a cannonball flew over and blew him away.
,136,,148,,204,,142...Flying shrapnel tore his body apart.
Ling Yun lay in the trench with 210 points of remaining blood, feeling indescribable severe pain all over his body, and his internal organs were extremely uncomfortable.
I hurriedly took a few instant blood bottles, and now I felt my vision trembling violently and my ears buzzing.
The simultaneous explosion of two boxes of grenades was more powerful than two C4 bombs. The bridge head of the elevated suspension bridge was instantly blown to pieces. Eight tanks were thrown into the water by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and disappeared after a few blisters appeared.
The bridge was blown up, but not completely. The Nazi soldiers were able to jump from the broken bridge to the shallows on the river bank.
The plan changed in an instant, "Oh no," Ling Yun said in annoyance as he picked up his sniper rifle and fired a shot at the roaring bomber. "The plan has changed. You are all responsible for guarding the bridge. I will go upstairs alone to deal with those flies."
"There is a team of 100 people behind us to support us. Why don't I go to the roof with you?" It seems to be seven feet big.
My breasts have endured those airplanes for a long time.
"Go to hell, hold on to your position, don't ever see me as the boss again," Ling Yun rushed out of the trench and ran straight to the tall building next to him.
It only took Lingyun one minute to climb to the top of the ten-story building, find a bunker, and start calibrating the scope of his sniper rifle.
Five planes flew past him at low altitude in an echelon, and the strong air flow they brought up made Ling Yun almost throw away his sniper rifle.
"Holy crap," he spat out the dirt in his mouth and tightly clamped Barrett's gun body with both hands.
The bombing echelon of five aircraft in the distance circled in a circle and flew towards this direction again.
The sniper rifle is ready, and the windproof glasses worn by the pilot can even be clearly seen in the crosshair.
300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters...
"Hey, come on, I won't fight back," Barrett roared angrily. The pilot's head was half blown off by the furious bullets, and the bomber plunged into the Volga River with a whine.
Ding, destroy the Nazi plane, complete the additional task, and be rewarded with 20,000 experience points and 200 reputation points.
