Chapter 941

"They sent you two?" After checking the documents, the German platoon leader of the acting company commander looked at two soldiers who seemed to have escaped from famine. One was wearing a ragged uniform and carrying an old looking Mauser 98K bolt rifle. And his assistant also seems to be a silly role, a typical European and American fantasy style partner.

There is a small optical sight on the rifle, which seems to have a small magnification. At first glance, it is only a mass production product for the ordinary snipers in the German infantry squad. The little Valet only carried an ordinary Mauser 98K rifle, and had a complete back of stove, tent and other bits and pieces.

"I heard that there were Soviet snipers here, so they called me here. We are volunteers. The weapons of our troops are second-hand goods that you have eliminated. It doesn't matter, but we only took three days' food and walked for two days. So... We need to supplement some food. " The first sniper spoke in a unique German tone.

Dressed like a beggar, he turned out to be a beggar. The German platoon leader looked at the tattered SS uniforms on the two men in front of him. He didn't even have a decent tactical vest. At a glance, he knew that they were "mercenaries" supported by Germany's vassal state. What's their combat effectiveness.

However, since we are here for support, we can't speak ill of each other. We should do our best in courtesy. So the platoon leader didn't say much, nodded, and called out to the other room, "Hans! Take two bags of dried potato flour and pick up two sausages. "

"We don't need sausages. Just give us three bags of potato flour." The man with the sniper gun on his back laughed and said to the German platoon leader with a look of consternation and embarrassment: "after all, we are not here to beg. We still have work to do."

He asked his little valet to collect three packets of potato flour, then pointed to the front position in the distance, and continued to say, "I need to know where all the people you've been killed recently by snipers have been killed? This information is very important and is related to the formulation of many tactics. "

"Yes, one of them is near here..." said the German platoon leader, pointing to the local map behind him.

But his action was immediately interrupted by the man in his thirties: "sir! What I mean is that you personally or arrange someone to show us the scene with your own eyes. It's very important for us. Maybe a mistake will cost us our lives. "

The German platoon leader, with his fingers in the air, looked back at the man who interrupted him. The other side's eyes were clear and transparent, showing a calm of Indescribability. I don't know why, he finally opened his mouth and said something he didn't want to say: "I'll take you now."

So the three men went out of the room, walked around the trench from the back of a half wall, and then bent forward cautiously, with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Some of the passing German soldiers were closing their eyes, some were sitting in the corner looking at them, few people saluted, and no one spoke.

"The first soldier was attacked here." The platoon leader cautiously approached a shallow trench, then pointed to the open area and said, "he was carrying ammunition. He straightened up for no reason, so he was hit in the head."

The middle-aged sniper nodded, then changed a little bit, peeped out his head for a moment, then drew back: "OK, let's go to the next place where the accident happened."

One by one, three men walked through almost all the positions held by the remaining 82 men of the company. After looking at the positions of several German soldiers killed by Soviet snipers, the middle-aged sniper squeezed out a smile again and said, "thank you, Mr. lieutenant. We probably know everything we want to know."

"When are you going to act?" Asked the platoon leader.

The middle-aged sniper replied with embarrassment: "you know, we snipers may not move for a day, so I don't know when to start... But if I still haven't reported the progress to you three days later, I think you need to apply for a better sniper to deal with the thorny things around here."

With that, the middle-aged sniper took his little footman with all kinds of daily necessities, walked out of the trench, turned a few corners, and disappeared into everyone's view.

"Hey, platoon leader... Isn't the rule that when our troops apply for snipers, they need to send German snipers to help?" A sergeant whispered to the German platoon leader who had seen off the guests and asked, "why did you come to a servant country this time?"

The platoon leader shrugged his shoulders and replied helplessly: "if you ask me, I don't know why. But now that we are here, let's be careful and wait for the news. "

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"The platoon leader didn't tell the truth, or two of the positions he said were wrong." The middle-aged sniper, carrying his old Mauser 98K sniper rifle, muttered to his assistant as he walked: "the first soldier should have been killed by the Soviet sniper hiding in the half collapsed bell tower over there... The position is good, the distance and angle are just right, the other side is an expert."

The valet found an angle between the two ruins and put down the pieces he was carrying, and then began to build a broken tent with patches. In this place full of gravel and corpses, the tent seemed to upgrade its camouflage function. From the outside, it was just a pile of broken corners. After opening the stove, the general put his lunch box on the top of the alcohol stove. Then the little Valet unscrewed the kettle and poured water into the lunch box. He was very skillful, and soon made a big meal of mashed potatoes. The two of them just sat on the rocks and wolfed down“ We'll go back after that. " Finally, the little valet is very spineless to say such a sentence“ Well, after eating, find a place to shoot at random, and we'll go. " The middle-aged sniper nodded and seemed to agree with the valet. Having said this, he continued to gobble up the bad mashed potatoes made in Germany as if he were afraid that others would eat more. The little fellow who wanted to go back was stunned. Then he looked at the middle-aged sniper with thick stubble. His eyes were full of doubt and inquiry, but he didn't speak after all. He just followed the rhythm of the middle-aged man and swallowed quickly. They didn't choose several common sniper positions on the German side, because no matter what the valet suggested, the middle-aged would not set their positions in these positions. He stubbornly chose a humble collapsed building, where he carefully arranged his sniper position. In the building with only one corner left on the second floor, the middle-aged sniper quietly pointed the muzzle of his gun at a building he had observed for a long time from a crack. Then he stopped moving and slowly moved the sight to search for a relatively suspicious target. Soon, he found two very suspicious places. On the suspicious building opposite, the curtain in front of a window swung back and forth with the wind. Behind it, he could see the vague shadow, and could not see what it was; Another dangerous target is on the top of the building, where there is a broken statue, which looks like the shooting position is very good“ It's extremely uneconomic to kill ordinary infantry. There's only one explanation why the Soviet snipers did so. " The middle-aged sniper seemed to be talking to himself. He gently and slowly pulled the bolt on the sniper gun and loaded the bullet into the gun: "that's the German sniper you want to tell me. You are on the opposite Clock Tower!" After the bullet was loaded and ready to shoot, the middle-aged sniper slowly moved his muzzle and pointed the dark muzzle at the window with the curtain flying in the distance: "so you left me a suitable sniper position, waiting for me to go up and point the muzzle at the bell tower, while you are waiting for me here with your sniper gun... A very clever trap." He muttered while pressing his finger on the trigger of the sniper gun, then suddenly stunned, and then slowly crawled back from his position just now, until he stepped back to the stairway, and then got up in a panic. Holding a gun squatting in the stairway attendant to see he did not shoot back out, a look of disdain“ I just don't feel comfortable in this position. " The middle-aged sniper laughed sheepishly, then went down the stairs and came to the end of the ruins. In an inconspicuous corner, he found a rag to cover himself and simply raised his rifle. Then he found two Soviet snipers in ambush from a more hidden position. One of them held a brand-new sniper gun and aimed at the two-story building where he had just ambushed“ Do you really take me as a dish? Can you eat if you want The middle-aged sniper muttered, pressing the core of the crosshairs on the Soviet sniper who was unaware of the imminent danger, and then suddenly pulled the trigger In the headquarters of the 14th German armored army, the chief of staff frowned and stared at the letter of recommendation from the friendly army. He felt that it was not necessary to alarm the command organization of the army to send a sniper to help fight, let alone a rookie from the servant country. But when he finished reading the letter of recommendation, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the officer who sent the letter: "is everything in this letter true?"