The well-trained officers and soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion did not fire back immediately. Everyone knew that the enemy fired first, and only the battalion commander could fire back. Furthermore, the gunshot must have been a test of fire, and it was pure stupidity to fire rashly.
At this time, Natasha handed the helmet to Igor and ordered: "Wait a moment and find a wooden stick to hold up the helmet. I want you to trick the enemy sniper into firing."
"how about you?"
"Me? The hemp cloth you used to wipe your face in your backpack, take it out now."
"Sackcloth? What's the use of that?"
"Stop talking nonsense, take advantage of the fact that the enemy has not taken any further action for the time being!"
Igor quickly handed over the linen cloth, and Natasha put it on her head and tied it securely. Then she grabbed a handful of wet black soil from the edge of the tree and smeared it on her face until
Paint your face black.
Igor was very puzzled: "Natasha, what are you doing?"
"She is disguising." Balzen completely understood the girl's behavior and couldn't help but smile in admiration, "Igor, this child's hair is beautiful blond, it is so easy to reveal. Put on the khaki linen cloth,
Paint your face black so you can easily blend into the environment here. You will follow her instructions in a while."
On the other hand, the German platoon crawled to the ground because of a sudden fire from its sniper. The German platoon leader nervously observed it with a telescope, but he found nothing unusual. However, the sniper's attitude was very determined. The so-called grass cannot grow.
Under the tree trunk, there must be enemies ahead.
Are there really enemies ahead?
The Germans did not act rashly, and all forty people remained lying prone for ten minutes.
The Soviet army also faced off calmly. The news of encountering the enemy was notified to the rear troops via radio, and the entire second regiment was also on standby.
Natasha was actively preparing. She first retreated and then crawled behind a pine tree trunk ten meters away. After the final adjustment, a hole formed by twisted tree roots exposed outside the soil, the black muzzle of the rifle.
Stretching out from it, the girl's cheek was close to the butt of the gun, and her left hand went around the right button to give Igor a thumbs up.
"We finally started taking action!" Igor took a deep breath, lay on his back, and slowly raised the steel shell covered with grass.
Suddenly, he was unprepared, and a bullet hit his helmet and penetrated it. As we all know, helmets of this era cannot block the direct impact of full-power rifle bullets at medium and short range, and the violent vibrations can even cause damage to the helmet.
It was knocked off the branch.
This is enough.
The flame of the Mauser rifle revealed the position of the German sniper. Natasha followed the clues and found the enemy. Without any hesitation, the girl pulled the trigger.
Natasha's cheek was always pressed against the butt of the gun. She saw in the scope that her bullet hit the enemy's head, and the impact even lifted his body slightly.
The distance between the Soviet and German armies was actually only seventy meters. The sniper was suddenly shot and killed, and the German army was in chaos. What is the best way to deal with the sniper? Of course, it is to cover the suspicious area with fire!
In this battle between the scouts, it was obvious that the German army made a fatal mistake. Some German soldiers knelt down with their MP40s and fired wildly. Natasha did not hesitate. She fired three more bullets, each with headshots.
Three more soldiers were killed, and the German soldiers looked for shelter in big trees. They already knew very well that the enemy's sniper was an expert, and his equipment was definitely not a bolt-action rifle!
Any hasty exposure will bring death. At this moment, Natasha demonstrated the role of a sniper like a textbook, suppressing the actions of an entire infantry platoon with just one person.
Balzen was extremely happy when he witnessed all this. Not only did he see Natasha's superb performance today, but he also realized that he had a major tactical opportunity.
He called a few soldiers and ordered in a low voice: "Inform the six groups in the rear and ask them to divide into two groups and make detours from the left and right wings."
Her comrades have already begun to take a detour, and all Natasha needs to do is continue to stare and use precise bullets to suppress the enemy.
"It would be great if I had an anti-tank gun. You fascists should be lucky. Anti-tank gun bullets can knock down trees and people together." Natasha thought silently in her heart, but then she thought about it. The SVT40 in her hand was changed from last year.
Just use it, this gun has a very high rate of fire and good accuracy. In this encounter, your performance will improve rapidly.
The opponent's elites were dead, and the remaining group of people posed no threat. Natasha simply stayed where she was and continued to look for exposed enemies.
Of course, the German army did not want to sit still and wait for death. The lying guys were crawling back under the orders of their platoon leaders.
How could this behavior be hidden from Natasha's eyes? She fired two more shots, hitting a German soldier in the leg. Soon she heard a small moan.
The retreat of the German troops did not stop. They were crawling like large dung beetles. Although their posture was ugly, Natasha finally gave up shooting because her target completely disappeared from her sight.
The girl was a little discouraged, but fortunately her comrades launched the attack at the most critical moment.
A total of sixty Soviet soldiers suddenly shot out from the left and right wings, and each one used grenades first.
After the grenade was thrown, the Soviet troops quickly fell down.
Some of the bullets hit the tree trunks and bounced away, while some still fell into the German formation. The ruthless barrage covered every tree with metal sheets, and more than a dozen German soldiers lost their ability to fight. Those who survived were also shot
I was stunned by the explosion, and after only hesitating for a few seconds, the Soviet army rushed forward with a roar.
The close-range firefight was very short. After all, it was a huge advantage to deal with the unprepared enemy first. The Soviet soldiers went crazy and shot at the enemy crazily, even if they were groaning with injuries, they were all killed.
In three minutes, the German reconnaissance platoon was almost wiped out. The fighting was so fierce that Balzen believed that not a single one of his men was left alive and all the German troops were killed.
"These idiots are really crazy. They are all eager for revenge. How can I ask about their defense status from the dead?" Balzen cursed a few more times after saying this. He could only accept this reality helplessly.
Natasha, who had already stood up, heard the battalion commander's complaints and saw him walking towards him with a smile. The girl took off the linen on her head, wiped her black face vigorously, and patted the dirt on her body.
"Natasha, you can't do anything. I saw you kill four enemies, which really opened my eyes. You kid, you are worthy of being a hero of the Soviet Union."
The girl immediately saluted with a resolute face: "Comrade Battalion Commander, this is my duty."
"It is indeed your duty. Now let's go clean up the battlefield and see who the sniper you shot is. It's really bad. The comrades are all holding back their energy to seek revenge, so they probably won't survive."
"No! There's another one!"
"There is still one?"
"I deliberately hit the man in the leg. I never imagined that other German soldiers would abandon their comrades and retreat on their own."
Balzen smiled sincerely: "Haha, are you still surprised?"
"Of course, it is wrong to abandon a wounded comrade."
After hearing this, Balzen was speechless for a moment. The more he heard these words, the more uncomfortable he became, as if he was talking about himself. In the battle two days ago, the reconnaissance battalion was retreating steadily under his command, and some of the wounded were seriously injured.
Still fighting, although this can be seen as a sign of sacrifice, he did not take a few wounded to escape after all. In that state, he could not care about the wounded at all. After the little girl said these words, a sense of guilt arose spontaneously.
"She is still a child, and her words should have no more meaning." Balzen thought this, hesitated, put on a smile, and said: "Let's move forward quickly. I hope that the wounded person will not be executed by others."