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Chapter 231 The immature god of death

Finland, front line of the Mannerheim Line.

Simon Haye and his companions returned to the secret supply point deep in the forest on skis just like a few days ago.

Here, Simon will spend a comfortable day, eat a full meal of hot food, take a nice hot bath, and then have a good sleep in the tent. Afterwards, he will check the weapons, replenish the ammunition, and continue to set off.

Go on your next safari with the Soviets.

After passing through layers of famous and secret sentinels, the sniper team led by Simon Haye finally arrived at the core area of ​​the supply point.

Under the guidance of German instructors, the Finnish Army trained a large number of sniper groups like Simon's team. They were divided into groups of three or five snipers, and could often eliminate small groups of Soviet convoys marching in columns from long distances without doing anything on their own.

There were no casualties. It had only been three days since the war started, and Simon's team's record had soared to a total of 34 people. And their team only had three snipers in total.

Now, this three-man team with little ammunition is wearing white cloaks and sliding into a tent camp carefully camouflaged in the dense coniferous forest. In this tent camp built with thick white canvas, it is warm and because of the

The white dense forest and snow are difficult to detect by Soviet aviation frames. It can be called a safe zone for Finnish snipers.

Along the way, Simon also met many people who greeted him. Some of these people were about to leave for the battlefield, some just came back like him, and many more were repairing and waiting in the camp.

Among these people, there are Finns, Swedes, Norwegians and even Danes. It is said that there are also volunteers from the United Kingdom and even the United States to help fight against the Soviet Union. However, Simon has never seen these English-speaking volunteers from the United Kingdom and the United States.

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Walking outside the tent in the central area, Simon led two teammates inside.

Inside the tent, a group of people were eating around a smokeless stove. Seeing Simon come in, people immediately stood up and made way for Simon to clear an empty path leading to the stove.

Among them, a burly-looking veteran touched his oily mouth, turned around and walked towards Simon: "Our hero is back, let me give him a big hug!"

But Simon quickly and coldly stretched out his hand to stop him.

After taking off the rifle on his back and carefully taking off the complicated equipment on his body, Simon gently put the equipment aside, and then gave the big man a simple handshake.

However, the big man seemed to be used to Simon's cold attitude and was not embarrassed by Simon's rejection.

After saying hello to everyone present, Simon and his group also took a piece of tableware and sat down together.

The big man served a lunch box full of egg and corn soup to each of the hungry Simon team, as a reward to these brave warriors.

In order to stay hidden, Simon ate only dry "nutritional biscuits" after leaving the camp. Faced with the rare thick soup, Simon naturally chose to drink it all, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

"You are still so reckless." Simon, who was not full yet, gave himself some egg soup and educated the big man: "When you hugged me just now, if you accidentally broke my precious night vision goggles,

, do you think our serious German instructors will make you into a sausage?"

Suddenly, the tent was filled with laughter, and even the German instructor, who had always been stoic before, was laughing loudly.

"By the way, speaking of sausages, I'm a little hungry. Do you still have Bavarian kielbasa? That stuff is quite delicious." After finishing another bowl of egg soup, Simon said with dissatisfaction.

"Here it is." The big man in charge of the food took out three German kielbasa like a magic trick and handed it to Simon and the others.

Simon, who was chewing kielbasa in his mouth and adding his third box of soup, thought about it and saved time and reported to the German instructors:

"Instructor, the night vision device is really useful at night. Within a distance of 300 meters, we can almost guarantee that we can see everything in the night. In this way, even if the Soviets learn to be smart and don't light bonfires at night, we can still

You can still see them clearly and shoot them. No matter how you hide in the dark, their every move will be exposed in the night vision goggles!"

Simon stopped to take a sip of hot soup and continued to summarize to the instructor:

"However, this thing also has a big problem. Although it is really good to use, the infrared headlight of this thing consumes too much power, and a battery will not last long at all.

And there is something wrong with the battery. The usage time is only 50% of the originally estimated time. As a result, we have to cancel the time when the infrared light is turned on. Moreover, the infrared light is not very stable when working. There was an ambush because of the infrared light.

Suddenly he stopped working and let a big fish run away.

...Also, the weight and volume of this equipment are still a bit large, and it requires a small team to operate it effectively. It would be nice if it could be improved."

After talking endlessly, Simon had already finished his kielbasa.

To be honest, his voice when reporting while eating was not very clear, but the German instructor could barely understand him.

Simon, who looked hungry, cut another piece of black bread with his bayonet, soaked it in the hot soup until soft, and ate it by himself.

At this time, a strange face wearing glasses stood out from the crowd. After pushing up his glasses, he said coldly in a voice without any emotion:

"We have not yet been able to solve the problem of high power consumption of infrared lamps. After all, these are test products just taken out from the laboratory, and their working stability cannot be very high. No one can expect the reliability of a test product. Besides,

Still in a cold place like Finland, such low temperatures also make lead-acid batteries inefficient. We have never considered this aspect before."

The man with glasses had a typical Germanic face, so Simon immediately guessed that this man should be a scientist from the same country as the German instructor.

Fortunately, the man with glasses spoke fluent Finnish, so that most people present could understand what he was saying in his super-fast speech.

The man with glasses who didn't know he looked dull continued: "We are very surprised that the battery can achieve half the working time of the original design. There is nothing to complain about. As for the volume and weight problem you mentioned, our domestic battery in this regard has

Researchers are working hard, and it is said that they have been able to carry it individually and integrated night vision devices into Zeiss sights. But I think the Finnish army cannot wait for the investment in such new products."

"Hiccup... More sausages!" Simon burped to the big man who managed the sausage resources.

"Hmm?...Well, you go on, I'll listen." Remembering that there seemed to be a poker-faced person next to him who had been chirping something, Simon nodded seriously and pretended to not ignore the other person just now.

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He was not stupid with a poker face. After he understood that the other party was not interested in listening to his professional knowledge, he immediately shut up.

"Forget it, I won't talk to you about this anymore." Poker Face shook his head, took out a telegram and handed it to Simon: "Here is a task. If you are willing to carry it out, you will take the members of your group with you after you finish eating.

I'm going to get new equipment."

Are you about to leave just after you come back? You haven't had time to sleep well yet! The Finnish soldiers around are a little worried about whether Simon can bear it.

"Do you want to accept it? If not, I will find someone else." The poker face stared at Simon with an indifferent expression: "There are many sniper teams with good records, but there is not much time left for you."

"We can't wait..." A kind-hearted Finnish second lieutenant stood up and refused for Simon.

"Bang!" Before the second lieutenant finished speaking, everyone saw Simon slam the lunch box on the ground, stood up and said: "Let me go!"

This sudden scene left everyone dumbfounded, but when people turned their eyes to Simon's face, they clearly saw his bulging veins and clenched teeth!

What was written on that piece of paper?!

"Have you thought about it? Well, although I am just a spectator in this war, I still can't help but remind you that this mission is very likely to make you never come back. Besides, with your current physical condition

, even if you refuse, no one will blame you." Ignoring the doubtful looks of others, Poker-face looked at Simon with some approval.

"If I shirk this mission right now, I may regret it for the rest of my life." Simon straightened his wrinkled collar and said calmly: "If I don't kill enough enemies this time, I will be sorry for those innocent souls who died tragically. The Soviet Union

People have done wrong things, and I must teach them the price of doing so!"

Simon's eyes were no longer as calm and calm as they were at the beginning, but were replaced by fiery eyes that were extremely angry. He needed to vent!


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