Chapter 64： Welcome to Mannerheim Line (6)

Zhang Heng and the masked snipers on the ground were very patient.

As far as hunters are concerned, the latter is undoubtedly better. Zhang Heng once read in later literature that many Finnish guerrillas from the Winter War were born of hunters. They hunted in this forest from an early age when the target changed from a beast to They performed well as Soviet soldiers.

Unfortunately, this is not a fair game.

When the crow in the dark reappears, it's all over.

Zhang Heng put his finger on the trigger and made the final preparations, but the next moment the masked sniper suddenly made a rollover without warning.

愣 Zhang Heng froze for a moment, because he couldn't hear the sound, he thought for a moment that he was found.

But then he saw the bullets pouring onto the snow.

The masked sniper responded quickly. He avoided the first round of attacks, and immediately turned his muzzle and pulled the trigger.

At this time, a shortcoming of the shadow state was exposed, because the sunlight was obliquely from one direction, which caused Zhang Heng's shadow direction to be fixed. Although he could observe the surrounding conditions by printing himself on the tree, only Can see one side, even if he turns his body, he can only see the bark on the other side.

So now he can only guess roughly from the situation in front of him. It should be the sound of the crossfire that attracted nearby Soviet soldiers, but he didn't know how many people there were and how far away they were.

Alas, even worse, his shadow status is about to expire, leaving him less than the last ten seconds.

Zhang Heng could not care about killing the masked sniper for the time being. He must first ensure that he was not sandwiched by the two waves, so he decisively left the white birch and bypassed the masked sniper at the fastest speed. Hand, stick it to another fir tree behind the latter.

Zhang Heng didn't want to go any further. He had time left, but he knew very well that the two groups would fight. If the Soviets won, he might still run away, but if the masked sniper won After that, he had no chance to escape.

Instead of being shot and killed like a prey, was better off fighting, so Zhang Heng picked a place nearby, less than one meter from the masked sniper.

Being so close can offset the opponent's marksmanship advantage to the maximum. Even a novice like Zhang Heng who has just touched a gun has a high probability of not shooting.

Twenty-four seconds later, his body reappeared, but the battle on the other side had entered the stage of fever.

The sound of crackling bullets fell on the fir tree behind him, and the sawdust splattered. This group was obviously more fierce than the previous investigation squad.

With the strength of the masked sniper, Zhang Heng believed that he would not care about the machine gunner. However, there are still machine guns firing, which only shows that a machine gunner on the Soviet soldier's side was dead immediately.

However, the masked sniper also found a new cover at this time. He fired a shot again after a while, but every time he fired a shot, he could kill an enemy. The marksmanship was incredible.

Zhang Heng tried to control his breathing as much as possible, hiding behind the tree, to avoid being discovered by the two warring parties.

After another round of shooting, the firepower of the Soviet soldiers finally weakened, until it became more and more sparse, but the shooting rhythm of the masked sniper was stable and terrible. It did not change from beginning to end, as if it were a A killing machine without any emotions.

However, this delicate machine suddenly got stuck at some moment.

Zhang Heng knows that the other party has no bullets. This guy has experienced two fierce battles in a short period of time. He may have experienced other battles before he came. There was not much supply on his body, so he finally ran out of bullets. The food is gone.

This also makes Zhang Heng's mood very complicated. Of course, he does not want such a scary sniper to wander through the woods all day. However, in his original vision, this battle will have two results, or masked sniper. His hands were shot and killed by the Soviet soldiers, and he would run desperately and fight for luck, or the masked sniper would kill all the Soviet soldiers, and then he rushed out to kill the opponent when he was not ready.

I did not consider the situation where the bullets of the opponent ran out first, so that the Soviet soldiers would surely approach this side, and the hiding spot he chose was too close to the masked sniper. Both sides couldn't bother to pay attention to the surroundings, but he would be found when the fighting ended or the masked sniper was ready to turn around to escape.

Uh ...

Finnish guerrillas are now leaning on a rock, not knowing what they are thinking. He should have realized that he may be inevitable today, and pulled out a small hunting knife in his waist to prepare for the final stroke.

在 At this moment, a small stone rolled to his feet.

Then he saw a Soviet soldier suddenly appearing behind the fir tree not far from him, and he couldn't help but stunned, apparently did not expect that the enemy had touched him, and subconsciously wanted to pick up a rifle aside.

However, the next moment he made a snoring gesture to him.

Just half a minute ago, Zhang Heng suddenly realized that this might also be an opportunity for him. After four days of trying, he had realized that it is impossible to live alone in this forest. After all, he and The Soviets, the Finns, have no irreconcilable contradictions.

But whether it is the young Soviet machine gunner he encountered before or the Finnish guerrillas before him, these people usually do not explain to him the opportunity to clarify the misunderstanding. If a sentence is not the same, he will need to pull the gun. Zhang Heng's language will not.

However, now that the bullet is facing the opposite guy, Zhang Heng feels that he can take this opportunity to communicate ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He pointed to the red five-star on the cuff, pointed to himself, and then waved his hand to signal himself It has nothing to do with the Soviets.

As a result, the masked sniper opposite did not respond.

After Zhang Heng took off his Soviet uniform, he exposed the black down jacket and jeans, but the masked sniper's gaze finally fell on the revolver pistol he stuck in his pocket.

Zhang Heng knows that there is not much time left for the two. He can already hear the footsteps of those Soviet soldiers. There is obviously more than one person coming. He can't deal with it, so he can only take a gamble.

Zhang Heng once again held the woodcarving to remain vigilant, and threw the revolver in his pocket to the masked sniper on the opposite side. This time the latter finally reacted. He quickly picked up the weapon and pointed at someone. A moment later Finally he removed his muzzle.

Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief, so it seems that the actions he just made are not useless, and then he took out his mobile phone. These days, he is trying to save power as much as possible, except to turn on when he needs to identify the direction. , Usually in the off state, now set the alarm and throw the phone.

Twenty-three seconds later, the bell rang in the snow, immediately attracting the firepower of the Soviet soldiers, and the masked sniper took the opportunity to probe half of his head. Pull the trigger, the first round is empty.

Even if he was taking a risk, Zhang Heng would try to reduce the risk as much as possible. Considering the possibility that the opponent will give him a shot first, he adjusted the position of the bullet in advance and aimed one of the two rounds without the bullet at the gun. Well, if the worst happens, he can use the last chance to become a shadow to escape.

The masked sniper stunned, but quickly fired a second shot, this time it hit the target's eyebrows directly.