Chapter 2 The Sniper Marked to Death by the Sniper
"boom"
The air wave of the explosion passed over his back, which no longer caused Zhang Sixing to worry.
The Japanese artillery bombardment was far inferior to that of the Spanish Republican Army.
Before returning, he served as the second lieutenant captain of the German paratrooper special operations team and led his men to secretly fight in Spain.
The enemy's artillery fire, accuracy, density, rate of fire and the European battlefield are all on the same level.
Not to mention compared with the German army, it is not as good as Italy.
"call"
The sound of artillery shells flying through the air was heard. Zhang Sixing, who was at the bottom of the crater, covered his ears and curled up.
The blazing air waves blew the strips of ghillie clothes on his body, swaying like grass.
It's a pity that I don't know where this infantry gun is hidden, otherwise I would have picked it up.
After the cannon went off, I followed the phone line and found the breakpoint without much trouble.
Lying in the crater, he held two broken telephone wires in his hand and connected them together by the light of the flare.
The Japs who had been chasing his figure probably saw that he was trying to restore communications.
The Type 92 heavy machine gun and the crooked handle roared continuously, interspersed with the explosion of infantry artillery shells.
Bullets rained down on the edge of the crater, and rocks and soil flew everywhere.
But you can't leave now, you have to wait for the "three gunshots" signal from the stronghold.
"Fuck, if you want to beat me to death, you are damn worthy."
Pulling up the sniper rifle, it is also a big cover.
The difference lies in the installation of an eight-fold lens from Germany's Zeiss, as well as some things that haven't appeared in this era, such as tactical rails.
The ghillie suit he wears allows him to easily blend in with the rubble without being noticed.
Bullets fell in all directions from time to time, and the "chirping" sound caused clods of soil to fly around. Zhang Sixing's body was as motionless as a rock.
"Bo"
The Japanese who wanted to nail him fired flares again, and this time the impact points of machine gun bullets quickly gathered around him.
"puff"
A gunshot lighter than spit rang out, and the firing of the Type 92 heavy machine gun was interrupted.
Mufflers, a technology developed after 1940, are still considered legends.
In the eight-fold mirror, through the light of the flare, you can see the secondary shooter quickly replenishing his position.
Just as he was about to shoot, a burst of crooked gunshots rang out.
Zhang Sixing, who was experienced in the battlefield, rolled several times and left the place where he lay without thinking.
You can even feel the blazing wind in the place where the bullet chases you.
Very dangerous.
Bullets on the battlefield will not be bypassed just because you are a "King of Soldiers" or a time traveler.
Another one rolled into the crater on the side and took out a stick-like periscope to observe the outside.
The people in the stronghold were still shooting at the Japanese troops, with no intention of retreating.
At this time, the firepower of the Japanese army was attracted by the fire point. Grenades, infantry guns and machine guns all came to greet Squad Leader Tao and others.
Zhang Sixing, lying in the crater, complained in his heart.
He is really a "die-hard guy" who doesn't know if there are any friendly gunfire from the left and right fronts.
There was also a line of people crowded into the stronghold, waiting to be shot.
Put away the periscope observation scope, pick up the rifle and quietly poke your head out of the crater.
This time he was aiming at a crooked shooter. The fact that he was able to aim at him just now shows that his eyesight is very good.
Well, enemies with too good eyesight on the battlefield should be killed first.
As soon as the crooked handle stopped shooting, the deputy shooter picked up the oiled bullet and prepared to load it.
"puff"
Another gunshot, not much louder than spitting.
The assistant shooter with crooked handle raised his arm, and when he threw his head back and fell back, the ammunition in his hand flew around.
The shooter was startled and hurriedly picked up the ammunition and put it into the magazine.
Keeping his eyes on the scope, Zhang Sixing quickly loaded the next bullet, took aim slightly and pulled the trigger.
"puff"
A headshot sent the shooter into the sky, and he was muttering in his heart.
Don't make any trouble for me. If you don't answer the phone, you are so stubborn that you won't go with me.
As the light from the flare dimmed, he began to move the moment before everything was covered by night.
The people in the stronghold stopped their diversionary attacks at the right time and remained silent.
I was holding on to the dead phone line, feeling anxious.
After a brief pause, he rubbed his arm on the ground, revealing the luminous watch on his wrist facing toward the inside of his body.
11:43
It's been more than ten minutes and I still haven't found the breakpoint.
My heart was full of anxiety. Maybe the company that received the order to assemble at the next moment would dismantle the aircraft and go to the Sihang Warehouse.
People in the stronghold will be completely abandoned and directly included in the missing list.
"Bo"
Another flare streaked across the night sky, and he had no choice but to lie motionless on the ground like a stone.
Ghillie suits with cloth strips in different shades of gray are more conducive to concealment in urban combat.
Damn stubbornness.
Cursing the inflexible Platoon Commander Tao, his eyes searched for the disconnected telephone line through the rag strips on his helmet.
He knew how to do battlefield wiring, but he was a second lieutenant in the Paratrooper Special Operations Team when he entered Spain and had never done this before.
This is especially true when the direction of the communication line is unclear.
Finally, the light of the flare dimmed again, and Zhang Sixing acted quickly before it was completely extinguished.
"Da da da……"
It was probably the Japanese machine gunner who spotted the movement and used blind fire to cover the area near him.
The little devil's reaction was not slow. He discovered that I was a sniper so quickly.
Lying on the ground, moving quickly like a four-legged snake, with skillful tactics.
"Bang"
The crisp sound of gunfire rang out, and the broken bricks and tiles in front of me were knocked flying.
Sniper, the Japanese have found a sniper.
To deal with snipers, except for fire coverage, the only option is to find another sniper.
My heart tumbled several times in shock, trying to escape in the darkness.
But the sniper's bullets seemed to have eyes, chasing his bloody body, vowing to nail him here.
What a nice look, asshole.
If you hadn't found the phone line, I would have sent you to see God earlier.
Continue to roll, avoiding the eyes that are staring at him.
"Bo"
There was another soft sound, and another flare emitted light in the sky.
I just want to beat me to death.
The rolling body suddenly stopped, and the sniper who had been chasing him shot him in front of him with a shot due to his inertia.
Zhang Sixing, who was lying on the ground, raised his rifle and stared at the flare regardless of the bright light. The "pop" was a shot.
The illumination that had just bloomed brightly in the sky immediately flew to the side like fireworks, dragging sparks, and then really exploded into a ball of fireworks.
The light that originally shone brightly on the battlefield turned into scattered stars.
Taking advantage of the scattered light and shadow, he turned around and ducked into the promising crater, finally finding safety for the time being.
Damn it, I am a second lieutenant of the special operations team, I am not a communications soldier...
Lying in the crater, I cried out in frustration.
Reluctantly, he took out his periscope observation glass and looked outside.
"Bo"
There was another soft sound, and the bright light of the flare spilled onto the ground.
There.
A piece of thread was on the edge of another crater, sticking up in the air like a dead branch.
Luck, luck is so damn good, as long as I connect this wire, I can leave this hellish place.
God testifies that I only planned to go to Sihang Warehouse and was just passing by. I was really just passing by.
He put the sniper rifle on his back, took out a smoke bomb from the glove bag on the side of his leg, raised his hand and threw it out.
Smoke rose and filled the battlefield.
Zhang Sixing ran towards the end of the wire, his figure vaguely visible in the smoke.
"Ha, I knew that kid wouldn't die, haha..."
Platoon leader Tao from the stronghold saw this and patted the soldier next to him on the shoulder, almost laughing out loud.