A fountain in Steelgrad in 1942
The sky was completely sooty gray, stained by the smoke from tens of thousands of artillery shells.
The crows stood persistently on the head of the angel statue in the fountain. Even if gunshots were heard from everywhere, they refused to leave because the place was full of food.
Tens of thousands of corpses left behind after the battle between Hans and the Bear Army!
It was in this fountain that Xie Yuan woke up.
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"Ah, if I had known that I would have to pretend to be dead now... I should have learned how to pretend to be dead correctly first." Looking at the wailing injuries around him, Xie Yuan thought sadly.
Looking at the people struggling and wailing around him, especially the smell of blood mixed with smoke and barbecue meat blown by the wind, Xie Yuan wanted to vomit, but luckily he stopped.
"Why are you giving away a chance of immortality for free? It's right here? Then why not give one more?" Xie Yuan thought angrily, such a dangerous battlefield may need more than one chance, right?
Now Xie Yuan was lying in the fountain pool, surrounded by injured people who were constantly trembling and wailing. Xie Yuan suddenly felt a little grateful for the generosity of the system.
At least he was still possessing a guy with sound limbs and no obvious trauma. If he was attached to the surrounding wounded soldiers who were groaning and struggling for life...then the show would have been over long ago!
He looked through his past memories... quite few! This is a new recruit. According to Mao Zi, he is a conscript.
Born in Stalingrad in 1923, he was just a 19-year-old boy who was drafted into the army at the beginning of the war. His parents were sent to the back to prepare for war logistics.
Combat skills are also immature. He has only learned how to operate a Mosin-Nagant rifle, and has not been taught anything else... It seems that the recruit training officer does not expect this person to survive long in the war.
How could a proper cannon fodder survive in this war? This is the biggest question that Xie Yuan is thinking about.
Not only did he lose his weapon, he looked around and saw no other weapons left behind. It seemed that the Hans Army had already cleared the battlefield.
Xie Yuan lay on the ground like a dead man, motionless. Fortunately, there were one or two people piled on top of him, otherwise a random reconnaissance fire would kill him.
Without weapons and equipment, the enemy will sweep the battlefield again at any time, and even Xie Yuan's own body may not be able to survive this crisis.
Not to mention the furry young man he now possesses.
His physical body looks strong, although it is actually very strong, but without the blessing of all internal and external skills, he is just an ordinary person with a lot of strength, not to mention that he has not experienced comprehensive military training.
Xie Yuan, who was thinking about something, remained motionless, but the German army obviously came earlier than he thought.
Watching the Hans soldiers who came in and executed the seriously injured Mao Xiong Army soldiers one by one, they vented submachine gun bullets in a arrogant manner. . . . . . Xie Yuan conscientiously chose to remain motionless.
It was estimated that the Hans Army had the upper hand in this section of the block. Xie Yuan thought to himself, why was Steelgrad so tragic? Because it was completely trapped in urban warfare and street fighting, a lot of heavy equipment was useless and needed to be occupied step by step with manpower.
Seeing the Han Sijun who executed the man turn around and board the car and leave as if he had completed his mission, Xie Yuanfang dared to move.
Slowly squirming, although Xie Yuan is an ordinary person now, he now has an extraordinary soul. He has never experienced fierce large-scale army battles, but small-scale urban battles? Guys who have survived dozens of gang wars still have some say.
He slowly calmed down and focused all his attention on his ears while moving slowly.
His target was a Morganassin rifle with a sniper scope next to a bearded man. How come such an important weapon like a sniper rifle was not taken away? A question mark arose in Xie Yuan's heart
But Xie Yuan now wants to get his hands on him. This is a good weapon. The bearded man leaning against the wall of the fountain looks like a sniper.
Wearing a gray fur hat and a dirty military uniform, he sat down on the wall. It seemed that this gun was his relic.
Poor bearded guy, if he could hide in a building and keep wandering around, he might still be alive, but he just appeared on the frontal battlefield... Now let's see if Xie Yuan can use this weapon to kill the enemy and show off his power.
"May you rest in peace." Xie Yuan murmured in his heart as he crawled slowly. Behind him was the sound of engines and footsteps that gradually disappeared. Hans' patrol was temporarily gone.
"Shh"! The bearded man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xie Yuan, who was crawling over, gesturing to shush with his finger.
"Hey! It turns out you faked your death too. The German commando who came to investigate just now should have been ordered to be executed immediately. He was too careless." Xie Yuan, who had originally planned to take away the sniper rifle, felt a little embarrassed now, and even started to complain about the usually rigorous The Germans are so careless.
"I need your help." The bearded sniper began to pick up the sniper rifle and slowly climbed to the inner wall of the fountain in front, which was close to a western-style building.
Seeing this situation, Xie Yuan could only crawl over together. As long as defection or rebellion is not confirmed on the battlefield, subordinates must obey the orders of their superiors.
In this case, a sniper must be a non-commissioned officer, so Xie Yuan, as a private, must obey the orders of his superiors.
The crawling speed was quite slow, but the distance was not short after all. Xie Yuan and the bearded man soon arrived at the inner wall of the fountain near the foreign-style building. on the inner wall.
Only then did Xie Yuan notice that the index finger of one hand of the bearded sniper was wrapped in bleeding gauze.
If it's just a cut, that's fine, but if it's broken and it's on the dominant hand... this can already spell the end of this sniper's career. No wonder he needs help.
"Do as I say, and then we can avenge this massacre!" The sniper whispered decisive words while crawling.
When they arrived at the inner wall near the foreign-style building, the Hans Army soldiers who were waiting for the patrol walked away. The bearded man leaned against the inner wall and solemnly handed the sniper rifle in his hand to Xie Yuan's hand: "My hand is injured and I can no longer aim. You take my place. Look at the road with a sniper scope."
Xie Yuan took the gun and put it on his shoulder very skillfully. This was not Xie Yuan's ability. Xie Yuan had more experience in pistols and submachine guns. This was the ability of this soldier from the Mao Xiong Kingdom.
He carefully scanned the area with a sniper rifle, and soon found a special target—a general wearing a general's uniform.
He was getting out of a car and was about to walk into the western-style building in front of him. In the distance, a flamethrower was continuously spraying flames to burn down the house.
"I found you," Xie Yuan muttered as he listened to Big Beard's experience of chasing him.
"The bastard in the car is General Heinrich Amsel, the pain-maker in Steelgrad." The bearded man leaning against the wall prompted basic information about the target.
He glanced at the general who was about to get out of the car, his eyes sharp and hateful, "He must be responsible for the men, women and children he killed in cold blood... not just here!" His eyes widened, "and the entire motherland. .”
Since the bearded man didn't give him a bullet, Xie Yuan could only watch the general with his head held high and his head high and his head full of dignity slowly entering the building with a scope, but he kept the general's clothing and accessories in mind.
The bearded man's words made him have a very bad impression of the general.
"I've been hunting him for three days." The bearded voice sounded in my ears like magic, full of indignation. "For three days, he relied on luck to save his dog's life."
"Sniping your enemies is the same as other prey." He educated Xie Yuan from the anger just now to the bone-chilling calmness, "Firing at the wrong time will make you lose the opportunity forever."
"Patience," he took action to lower Xie Yuan's rifle, "If our position is exposed, this fountain will be our cemetery."
After the reminder, Big Beard handed a folder of bullets to Xie Yuan and reminded: "Load your gun now, but don't shoot in a hurry. Wait until the bomber flies over our heads."
"Using sound as a means of reducing noise?" Although Xie Yuan was thinking about something, he was unambiguous in his action. He pulled the bolt and pushed a clip of bullets into the magazine.
He took off the bridge clip and put it in his pocket, pulled back the bolt and loaded the gun. He held the trigger and used the scope to observe the target in front of him, and began to calculate how to kill everyone with five bullets without changing the ammunition.
"Wait until the bombers fly just above our heads." The bearded reminder made him glance at the sky. A formation of heavy bombers was about to approach. "The sound of the engines will cover up the sound of your gunfire."
The heavy bomber formation has always determined the outcome of the war. It is estimated that these proud men did not expect that the noisy engine sound would not only frighten the enemy, but also kill their own people.
The moment the formation began to approach the sky above, even the bearded man's voice couldn't help but increase in volume. It was so noisy! Xie Yuanshen, who has lived near the airport, knows this.
"Are you ready?" Xie Yuan's bearded voice could still be heard. He had already pointed his gun at a pair of doormen who were talking to each other. His left arm overlapped with the left side of his brother's body opposite. Together...
"Fire now!" Big Beard ordered, and Xie Yuan also pulled the trigger.
"Snapped!"
