But the appearance of Yang Tao still makes people like Yang Mingzhi more attractive. From the perspective of a real old man, it is Natasha, a little girl with golden eyes and bulging front and back, who is so imaginative. More importantly, this girl must be calm.
Igor, who was already in charge of the logistics escort, was stunned by the shooting action.???
Accurate bullets hit the German circular defense line, and the poor German soldiers were unable to withstand it. The battle gradually evolved into a performance of Soviet precision shooters. In response to these snipers, Claiborne and Schumacher had to order their troops to disperse. As a result, they quickly
They will be forced back by the Soviet firepower.
Igor, who was still looking at the two girls' buttocks shaking like waves due to the recoil of the guns, was awakened by a sharp roar.
"Igor, what are you doing? I've run out of bullets!"
"Чтo? That's fifty bullets!" Igor finally recovered.
"At least I'm out of bullets! Find a way! I have to keep shooting!"
"Okay! Just wait a moment!"
Igor dug his big hand into the linen pocket and took out a handful of loose bullets. He didn't count how much ammunition there was, but he emphasized that these were the last bullets.
Looking at the limited ammunition, Carambola and Natasha couldn't help but worry about the future.
"Why is there only so much?"
"No way, Natasha, the performance of your rifle is really good, but the price is that it consumes ammunition too quickly! We have been fighting for several hours, and the ammunition we carry is about to be exhausted."
Natasha was shocked. She really hadn't thought about this problem. Looking at her sister, the bolt-action rifle she used was definitely not a big consumer of bullets.
Yang Tao saw a trace of hesitation in her sister. She couldn't hesitate at this critical moment, and immediately defended: "Natasha, no matter what the bullets are, the army needs us. Now is the time for our snipers to show their power. Let's kill more people."
, maybe we can annihilate all the enemies! Don’t you want to achieve a record of 300?”
The last sentence was a shot in the arm. Natasha didn't dare to neglect, and immediately gave Igor two orders. One was to help him suppress the bullet, and the other was to keep records.
Perhaps it was really the attacks of precision shooters, and the accurate bullets were no longer the random collision of headless flies. All German soldiers who were reckless or exposed were shot. Natasha could not guarantee that she hit the enemy's vital points. She believed that even if
It hit the enemy's helmet. The kinetic energy of the powerful rifle bullet, even if it cannot break the enemy's cervical spine or stun the person's consciousness, can still make the person feel uncomfortable and temporarily lose the ability to fight.
What is the actual situation?
Claiborne and Schumacher were on the verge of despair. The Soviet snipers were really in a mess. The Germans paid a huge price for this. What's worse, their determination to fight to the end was being crazily destroyed, and their morale plummeted due to fear.
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"Cliburn! Let's break out!" Schumacher finally shouted after holding it in for a long time.
"Breakthrough? We should continue to hold on, our reinforcements are coming!"
"Bah! Look at the current situation, idiot. It takes two hours for the reinforcements to walk for more than ten kilometers! Two hours later, do you still believe that we are still alive? Our soldiers can only lie on the ground and wait for death!"
Claiborne was certainly not an idiot. He lay down in the trench, staggered to crawl to a corpse, picked up the helmet, then crawled back and put it on his head. As for his own officer's large-brimmed hat, it has now become a
Toddlers.
"Schumacher, let's test how capable the enemy's sniper is." As he spoke, Claiborne put his hat on a tree stick and slowly exposed it to the ground. In the end, within two seconds, the hat was blown away.
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"Oops! It looks like this is a false target, it's not an officer at all!" Yang Tao regretted that she was the one who fired the shot.
"You did a good job, dear." Natasha decisively corrected the direction of the gun, pointing at the place where the military hat flew up. "There must be an enemy officer down there, Bessika, we must pay attention."
"Hey! I really don't know how old that officer must be."
"Probably a battalion commander." Natasha guessed, "The German battalion commander is usually a major."
"Major? My husband is a colonel, but he is the deputy division commander!" Yang Tao suddenly looked surprised, as if her husband's military rank was not very high.
In fact, Yang Mingzhi's military rank is indeed low, but the military rank system of the Soviet army is completely different from that of the German army. He should have obtained the rank of general, but due to various reasons, the promotion of military rank that he should have received cannot be implemented now.
The girls don't understand this aspect. Starfruit and Natasha just want to destroy more enemies. This is the obligation of warriors.
Therefore, the crackling sound of firefights around them could no longer attract them. Even the German soldiers who were shaking stopped shooting at them.
How many people have Natasha and Yang Tao killed so far? Igor has been making observations. The records in his notebook show that the two people's results have reached fifty-one. This means hitting the target and killing them on the spot.
Or wounding is debatable. But he really admired these two girls. Anyway, the enemy's doom was obviously coming, so he just wrote them as killed.
As the battle continued, Balzen gradually discovered that his advantage was getting bigger and bigger, and the enemy's will to resist was incredibly fast decreasing.
When he observed for a while, he suddenly realized that the enemy was being shot accurately.
"A bunch of idiots, you get together. There is only one trench here and there is no way a lot of people can fit in here! If hundreds of you had escaped early, you wouldn't have to be trapped in a corner and be massacred by our snipers!" Balzen really thought this was a massacre.
, there are many precision shooters among his subordinates, not to mention one who is probably the most famous sniper in the Soviet Union. In this battle, that girl may have to set a new record, in this current situation that has evolved into a sniper feast for German soldiers.
In battle, might her record reach 300?!
As far as the current situation is concerned, a group of precision shooters has really changed the entire battle situation. The enemy's firepower has been loosened, and another attack will definitely succeed.
Balzen immediately ordered his direct troops: "Soldiers of the reconnaissance company, prepare grenades. We will annihilate the enemy in one go this time. Follow me now, Ula!"
This crazy guy had forgotten his fatigue, and with his adrenaline bursting, the berserker warriors with bloodshot eyes began another round of charge.
With someone to take the lead, Lavrenti and Yevgeny also began a full-scale counterattack. At this moment, in terms of strength, the Soviet army already had an overwhelming advantage over the German army, even though both sides suffered many casualties. At this most critical moment,
Whoever has the stronger will to fight will win the final victory. It is obvious that the German soldiers who were tortured by the snipers and did not dare to act rashly could no longer carry out an effective counterattack.
"What the hell! These Soviets are crazy! Brothers, give me..."
Schumacher's words stopped abruptly...
Claiborne, who was lying in the trench, was shocked. His colleague was really dead and there was no possibility of saving him.
Battalion Commander Schumacher, half of his skull was removed and his head was completely unrecognizable. He was lying on his side beside the trench, and a large pool of blood had spewed out.
The person is dead, dead, dead.
"Damn it! You idiot!" What else could he do besides scolding him? Of course he had to break out! Claiborne knew that he was in a desperate situation and could only give it a try.
Immediately, he shouted loudly: "Brothers, if you can still move, follow me. Let's follow the Soviet trenches and break out to the southwest." 8