However, Shulka did not pause. After changing his position, he slowly put the rifle up again and looked coldly at the battlefield through the gap between the cloaks.
The soldiers also consciously became quiet again.
There were even a few soldiers who stuck their heads out and stretched out their rifles like Shulka did, including the instructor... but the instructor was obviously more curious than killing the enemy.
However, perhaps the German snipers knew that someone was watching them, so even if someone still put their hands out of the trench and shook them, no one dared to shoot.
This is the effect Shulka wanted, to form a deterrent to German snipers.
If German snipers did not dare to shoot, the vicious cycle of Soviet "palm deserters" would be well curbed.
But Shulka was not satisfied with this.
He suddenly discovered that even if the Germans didn't fire, they could still find some clues...Shurka found an inconspicuous dent in the snow, like a belt, stretching from the German position to the wreckage of a tank.
.
Of course it was not a strip, but the traces left by German snipers who used the cover of the tank wreckage to crawl forward.
Of course he couldn't cover up the traces, and perhaps he thought it was unnecessary because the new snow would quickly cover them up.
Fortunately, Shulka noticed this before it was completely covered up.
So Shurka pointed his rifle at the corpse next to the tank... Of course it was not a corpse, but a German sniper.
The most dangerous thing about him was that he gave himself a good hiding place and lay down in front of the Soviet soldiers without any disguise.
"Bang!" After a gunshot, the "corpse" spurted out a stream of blood and then tilted its head and stopped moving.
This proves Shulka was right, since a real corpse would obviously not have blood.
When the instructor retracted his head, he looked at Shulka in surprise and asked, "How did you find him? I always thought it was a corpse!"
"He should come out later to pretend to be a corpse!" Shulka replied: "After the snowflakes completely cover up the traces!"
The instructor nodded in admiration, with envy and admiration in his eyes.
At this time, a gunshot was heard, and the soldiers cheered:
"Hit, I saw him moving!"
"Comrade Company Commander, Comrade Antipunov hit one!"
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Hearing this, Shulka couldn't help but look in the direction of Antipunov unexpectedly. He knew that this was not easy, because Shulka had been observing outside for a long time before killing two, but Antipunov was able to find the third one.
indivual.
"How did you find him, Antipunov?" The instructor seemed very interested in this.
"Nothing!" Antipunov shrugged, with an indifferent expression: "I just feel that the snow is thinner in one place, and there are some irregularities... I guess that is the enemy moving in the snow.
My numb hands and feet caused the snow to slide away!"
Shulka nodded towards Antipunov and praised: "Well done, Comrade Antipunov!"
Antipunov laughed happily, like a child who got a little red flower.
"Thank you, Comrade Company Commander!" Antipunov touched his head in embarrassment: "I still need to learn from Comrade Company Commander. I was inspired by you, otherwise I wouldn't even try to find... because in
Before this I thought it was impossible!”
Shulka was embarrassed to say that he had thought the same way not long ago.
But that's not all that surprised Shulka. He couldn't believe that the Antipunov in front of him was the same as the "godfather" who vowed "not to kill people" and "not to point guns at his own kind" when he first joined the army.
"... After he killed an enemy, he didn't have any "adverse reactions" at all. He was even quieter than the others, without any mood swings. On the contrary, it was Shulka's praise that made him excited.
But of course, Shulka did not use this to ask Antipunov, because Shulka was worried that if he asked Antipunov, he would embarrass Antipunov and then fall back on his previous tactics.
This kind of Antipunov is very good, and the soldiers seem to know this, so they all pretend to have forgotten the past.
But this is actually not necessary.
Because when Shulka asked about it later, Antipunov replied: "I am still me, a believer! When I shot and killed the first person, I felt tortured and kept praying to God for forgiveness.
The crime I committed. However, when I killed for the second time, I only felt relieved, I found my place... It is not a war without killing! Isn't it, Comrade Commander?"
There is no war without killing, that is indeed the case.
Regardless of whether you are willing or not, or what your beliefs are, you must abide by the rules of the game when you arrive on the battlefield.
Perhaps for Shulka, Major Gavrilov and others, the war will be more complicated, and they have to consider various strategies, commands, etc.
But for Antipunov, he only needs to consider killing the enemy, or being killed by the enemy.
This has even become Antipunov's strength: his ideas are very simple, and simplicity means concentration. Or it can be said that because he is a devout believer, he can often act with a calmness that transcends the battlefield.
Observing the world...this is the most important trait a sniper needs.
As a result, Antipunov soon became Shulka's best sniper.
Then, the German snipers even lost the confidence to snipe in front of the position, because they believed that every bullet they fired would be quickly discovered by the enemy and killed... This was obviously not cost-effective, and after all the hard work
Lying in the snow, starving and freezing, just to exchange one life for another.
So they fired a barrage of artillery fire at the Soviet position, and then withdrew the snipers under cover of smoke.
Of course, the Soviet army's method of "deserting with palms" would not work.
Shulka wanted to hide it for the "palm deserters", but the instructor soon learned the whole thing.
There are very few things in the army that can be hidden from the instructor.
Then several gunshots were heard from the trench on the other side, and the deserters were executed on the spot... Those deserters had good reasons not to go to the battlefield. The hand they extended was their right hand, which meant that they could not
Hold the rifle and even pull the trigger.
But they will soon regret this "little cleverness", because in this way, they will not even have a chance to go to the punishment camp.
"These shameful traitors!" the instructor yelled through gritted teeth when he came back from the other end of the trench: "They actually tried to evade responsibility in this way!"