After 10 years of hard work by Finland, Mannerheim has already formed a complete fortification system.
This line of defense, which the Finnish military has high hopes for, consists of three defense zones about 90 kilometers in depth.
Among them, each defense zone relies on natural obstacles such as swamps and lakes, and 670 permanent launch fortifications and civil and wood firepower points are built along the dangerous areas.
There are also nearly 800 underground bunkers, which are connected by trenches and communication trenches to further strengthen the defense line.
In front of the main defense zones, the Finnish army, at the suggestion of German instructors, added a depth support zone ranging from 20 to 60 kilometers. In the support zone in front of these main defense zones, the Finnish army widely set up anti-tank and anti-infantry mines. , built anti-tank piles, anti-tank trenches and anti-tank cliffs.
For Finland, which lacks armored forces, these are necessary preparations to counter Soviet tanks.
However, after all, this can only protect the area behind the Mannerheim Line of Defense. In the blank area between the Mannerheim Line of Defense and the Soviet-Finnish border line, the Finnish army, which has no support and is absolutely inferior in numbers, is not at all responsible for the 7 1 infantry division, 1 tank corps and 2 tank brigades against the Soviet 7th Army.
In order to strengthen the wall and clear the country, the Finnish people near the border have already evacuated in an orderly manner. But who knows, even so, the tragedy of massacre will still happen...
The targets of the massacre were not civilians, but more than 400 wounded people in two field hospitals!
When Simon returned to the camp and saw the telegram about the massacre, his eyes that were bloodshot from lack of sleep for a long time were round and his teeth were clenching.
Facing a group of unarmed wounded soldiers, hundreds of medical staff with scalpels and Soviet soldiers with weapons were actually able to attack these helpless personnel!
In Simon's mind, a hell-like scene slowly emerged. The wounded soldiers, who were already wearing bandages and with torn clothes, were helplessly shot and wailed by the intruding soldiers. The white uniforms of the medical staff, The blood holes stained red, turning into cold corpses scattered on the ground.
"Rimo! Jiewini!" Simon called the names of two teammates: "Pack your things and go do something big with me!"
What Simon said about voting actually refers to the order sent in the telegram: a week later, the Soviet Union will have a high-level inspection team from the country to inspect the Bechenga area of Finland. The telegram ordered the 3rd Army to which Simon's team belongs to select Send out a refined sniper team, secretly ambush midway, and snipe and kill senior Soviet officers.
Since the Soviet inspection team must also have strict protection measures, in order not to alert the enemy, the Finnish army had no choice but to send a sniper team to ensure confidentiality.
Although the telegram stated that this team will be equipped with new and better weapons. But after all, there are only three guns for one team. Not to mention the Soviet guards, even the officers of the inspection team can rely on self-defense pistols. Firepower.
Seeing such a crazy mission, Simon also knew that the superiors did not actually have high hopes for this operation. It was simply unrealistic to expect a small team to rob and kill senior Soviet officers who were closely protected, even if it was a long-distance sniper attack. Same thing!
This is not in a city. There are countless bunkers in various buildings, and you can find opportunities to get close and kill them with one strike.
This is a field front line. The distance between the two sides is measured in kilometers. If you miss a hit, it will be difficult to aim a second time!
For assassination here, there is almost no chance of using light weapons. If you use artillery, it will be exposed at a moment's notice. The Soviet artillery will cover it immediately. The only thing you can count on is a sniper rifle.
Moreover, the officers of the Soviet inspection team will not go too far to the frontline trenches. They go to the protected frontline headquarters. It is basically impossible to expect to take action on the frontline!
There is only one method, infiltrate and ambush the Soviet observation group's convoy heading to the front line at close range.
However, this becomes even more dangerous!
Even if this is a bet of exchanging a sniper team for a senior officer of a Soviet observation group, the odds of winning the bet are not high, and the sniper team participating in this bet will have a narrow escape no matter whether they win or lose. It is really not a very attractive task.
If he hadn't read the brief introduction at the front of the telegram and learned about the inhumane massacre, Simon might have really applied to give up.
But now, he just calmly handed the telegram to the two team members for circulation, then picked up the night vision goggles placed aside and said to the big man in charge of the food: "Wes, put the gun away for me."
Turning around, Simon raised his eyebrows at the German scientist: "Let's go, take me to see the new toys you have prepared."
So, Simon put away the message, led Remo and Jewini to follow the scientists, and walked behind a railing guarded by two German instructors.
After opening the huge white tent located here, Simon saw a large box placed in the center of the tent. This box with a white eagle mark seemed to be a little different from the common ammunition boxes. But what exactly was different? Simon also
Can't tell.
The people around him were basically all his acquaintances. There were his former captains, people from the supply point headquarters, and the chief instructor from Germany...
Not a single person was seen, most of whom had been driven away.
As for the people here now, most of them looked expectantly, probably waiting for him to open the box. The scientist with the rank of major who wore glasses proudly made a gesture of invitation.
Simon didn't show any pretense, he squatted down, opened the lock and lifted the lid of the box directly.
"Crack!" As the lid of the box opened, a strange-looking rifle appeared in everyone's sight.
Everyone present is more or less knowledgeable. In short, everyone's first impression after reading this is that the barrel of the gun is very long, and the size is larger than that of common rifles. It seems to be quite powerful.
Another thing that left a deep impression on everyone was the enlarged scope it came with, which had a full circle more than the scope Simon used before.
But the difference that makes everyone feel the most is that the whole box contains only one gun. It is not as densely packed with rifles as ordinary ammunition boxes. Moreover, the anti-collision material in the box is not common straw or shredded paper, but should be used.
It is an artificial sponge, made according to the outline of the rifle, and it fits perfectly inside. The shockproof effect is absolutely first-class.
As the future owner of this gun, Simon looked at it carefully, but he couldn't see anything interesting about it.
After all, he was just a hunter before joining the army, and it was true that he could shoot a gun like a god, but it would be embarrassing for him to design weapons, so he turned his attention to the poker-faced scientist here who seemed to have the highest academic qualifications.
Feeling Simon's gaze, the scientist smiled slightly, leaned over and took out the gun from the gun case. He first held it in his arms and showed it to everyone, and then explained professionally:
"This is Mauser's latest test gun. It is designed with only one purpose, and that is accuracy. The gun body uses a specially weighted barrel, and the inner bore is chrome-plated. There are no protrusions on the grooved barrel, and the entire barrel is floating.
It is not connected to the handguard, but is only screwed at the rear, successfully ensuring the consistency of the ballistics."
As he spoke, Hans took out a mark note, gently inserted it into the gap between the barrel and the handguard, and pushed it all the way to the end.
Then he took out a box of bullets from the corner of the box, opened the oil paper packaging, and took out a bullet that no one had seen before.
The smooth brass shell of the bullet shone with golden light under the dim oil lamp in the tent, seeming to be silently telling how noble it was.
Under the astonishing gazes of everyone, the scientist smiled proudly and said: "The 8.5 mm sniper bullet is a high-precision bullet specially developed by the Mauser factory for this gun. The shape of the bullet has been optimized to reduce air resistance, and the increased
The caliber also further increases the effective range and lethality, making it possible to achieve a fatal blow from an ultra-long distance!"
After removing the magazine of the gun, the major scientist pressed the bullets into the magazine one by one.
"As you can see, the ammunition capacity is six rounds."
After saying that, he loaded the magazine, turned the gun sideways, and pointed to the inscription on the special scope for Simon.
"The 8x optical sight, produced by Zeiss, is also a trial product. You have been exposed to their stuff, so I don't need to introduce it too much. Anyway, it's all for accuracy. With this gun, excellent soldiers can
The bullet can accurately hit the head of the humanoid target at a distance of 800 meters, and the bullet can still accurately hit the chest target at a distance of 1,000 meters. If you were an experienced sniper, your results would be even better!"
With that said, Hans skillfully pulled the bolt and prepared to load it... However, there was a "click" and the bolt got stuck?!
The scene was very embarrassing...
In the end, it was Simon who reconciled the situation. He quickly took the gun and pulled the trigger to take a look.
"The gun is fine, but there is something wrong with your German gun oil. The freezing point is too high, and it is not suitable for the low temperature here. I will disassemble the gun and re-oil it. I will use our own gun oil, or your head of state will sell it.
Any kind of gun oil will do."
Hearing this, the scientist touched his hair in embarrassment.
They originally thought that the quality of the gun oil sold by the head of state was not very good, so they took it upon themselves to change the gun oil for the new gun. Unexpectedly, the head of state had actually considered the temperature factor that they had ignored, and then chose that oil.
