: One-Own Power

"Come on Marcos, give me the gun!"

Lying in the wet and muddy fields, Lynn put the assault rifle aside, asked the Mauser rifle with a sniper scope from Private Tanze, and picked it up and scanned the fan-shaped area in front twice.

Their location was about two kilometers away from the Soviet positions ahead. The fortifications were obviously temporarily built with the arrival of the attacking troops. There was no barbed wire, no anti-tank trenches, and there was probably no defensive minefield. What really blocked Linen and his team from penetrating into the positions were those searchlights that were endless all night long. They were about a kilometer away from each other and were deployed along the winding and long positions. From a distance, they looked like a row of street lights that could not be seen. The bright light column pierced the dark curtain of the night and swept in front of the positions along an irregular trajectory, guarding against the German combat troops intending to attack or pass through the positions!

It's time to enter the range of the Soviet heavy machine guns. Lin En thought that if he was discovered by the other party on the way to the Soviet position, even if he could find a crater or depression to avoid bullets, the Soviets would have no less than a hundred ways to eliminate their only five people. From the direction of the Soviet position, it would be impossible to walk around the position all night. In this way, the only way in front of him seemed to be "retreat".

Whether or not they will be ridiculed by their companions because of empty-handedness is not important. Not easily admitting defeat is the character that Lin En developed since childhood. Completed the transformation from a rookie soldier to a night war elite in a short period of time is an obvious proof. Since you want to make another military achievements and to hone your soldiers and reduce the defensive pressure on your own troops, you must find ways to cross the Soviet defense line in front of you.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was only 9 o'clock in the evening and there was still plenty of time for himself to play. Lynn bit his lip and said in a tone without any room for negotiation: "You all have to listen to me. I'll find a way to get rid of the Russian searchlight. You follow me, don't be too close, don't fall behind, try not to make a sound, do what I do, do, do, do, do?"

Some people answered "understand", some people answered "yes", and some people responded with silence.

Lynn was helpless. Sometimes, he felt that he was not a commander at all, but an absolute battlefield scavenger and a nanny-like war nanny.

After thinking a little, Lynn removed the battery box and the mp44 with infrared equipment, handed it to Private Tanze to carry it. He brought a Mauser rifle with a 4x scope and a double mullet that he carried with him. He rolled up his sleeves and pressed down the front of the steel helmet. He turned his back and turned into a "battlefield black cat" without hesitation, bent down and ran forward quickly.

The first five hundred meters was an area where the Soviet searchlight columns were less "visited". Lin En ran and observed, and led the soldiers to the area between the two searchlights. When he approached the defense line, he began to use the craters and naturally formed depressions as fulcrums for jumping forward. Before leaving a fulcrum, he must observe the next footing point and the direction of the Soviet searchlight, find a relatively safe opportunity, lower his body as much as possible, and use the sprint speed to complete the "jump" distance of thirty or forty meters or even shorter. This repeated dozens of times, and found a large and deep crater less than 300 meters from the Soviet defense line and stopped.

Compared with the muddy ground outside, the crater is dry inside, and fine sand feels smooth when grasped. Judging from the direction of the Soviet attack and the position of the German position, it should be a masterpiece of the German heavy artillery. A few days ago, Lynn saw a train gun driving into Oraninburg, and then hid in the city with a blocky gray-white camouflage net. The train gun itself and the urban camouflage net that had not been seen before made Lynn deeply feel the creativity of the Germans. There is nothing wrong with pursuing perfection, but the complex craftsmanship has led to higher costs and difficulties in maintaining, making these exquisite equipment difficult to adapt to the needs of large-scale wars.

Lying at the bottom of the crater, gasping for breath, I suddenly felt that it was a good tomb pit. If I buried myself, I would save all the suffering, worries and entanglements that followed, and I would be over!

However, whenever I thought of giving up in my heart, the appearance of Alice and Little Katelli would appear in front of Lin En. Thinking about the happiness of family happiness and the pleasure of fish and water, I suddenly felt that life was still worth nostalgic. I quickly breathed. After a period of rest, my physical strength finally returned to a relatively ideal level. Lin En moved up against the wall of the pit. When he was about to approach the edge of the crater, he took out a lens from his pocket and carefully stretched out a piece - the Soviet position on the front was still pitch black, and only the searchlights on both sides were still moving back and forth.

Just as Lin En concentrates on observing the front, the guys following behind slid into the crater without saying hello, one after another, just like dumplings. Lin En quickly put away the lenses and looked closely. Okay, all four of them have come down, and this big crater has enough space to accommodate five people, but this way isn’t life and death tied to a rope!

Lin En couldn't laugh or cry, but had no way to scold her. Although tacit understanding is important on the battlefield, it is not something that can be formed overnight. It also depends on personal understanding. The four people in front of him can do nothing, and they still expect them to pay attention to tacit cooperation?

Just like the player responsible for attracting old monsters in the game, Lynn not only must be coquettish in running positions, but also must be fast, accurate and ruthless in his attacks. He quickly simulated and calculated the direction, distance and possible situations of each target in his mind. After completing these, he adjusted the Mauser 98k watch ruler to 600, pushed the bolt to load the bullet, and waited for the light column of the searchlight to sweep through this area, and immediately "turned over", lying on the edge of the bullet crater and poking out the sniper rifle.

How the thief looked at the door locks, Lynn looked at these searchlights. He raised the gun with his senses and left a "offset" against the wind direction. Pray, hold his breath, and fire.

A crisp gunshot immediately broke the peace of the night. After the bullet was fired, Lin Neng retreated back to the bottom of the crater without even looking.

The light suddenly became dim.

"Wow! So accurate! Awesome!" Wolfrum and Graf exclaimed at the same time.

Lynn was the least interested in complimentary words and frowned: "Shh..."

After being beaten, the Soviet position responded a little slow, but the sound of gunfires and the densely shot gunfires were like surging rain. Lynn suddenly felt countless bullets flying overhead. If it were just bullets, it would be fearless to hide in this crater, but if you could neither hear the sound of cannons nor the strange sound of cannons flying, the loud explosion sounded from nearby.

In order to protect the poor eardrum, Lynn stuffed his ears tightly with his fingers, but in the gap between the explosion, he still vaguely heard veteran Wolflum muttering: "A fatal mortar, we will die as soon as it comes in!"

I wanted to angrily scold the other party and shut up, but thinking that the oppressive atmosphere on the battlefield could easily cause people to be overly nervous and even make some out of control moves, he moved back and freed up a hand to pat the veteran on the shoulder: "Don't worry, we are not so lucky!"

The veteran nodded: "I hope so! I hope so!"

Lin En looked at the other three again. Graff was dazed with a blank expression. As for the two big boys, Techmer hugged Tanze tightly. This posture changed to normal environment and easily made people associate their relationship. However, on the cruel battlefield, Lin En did not have such a view. He noticed that although Tanze, who was a little older, did not keep his eyes closed. So he pretended to be relaxed: "Hey, man, how do you feel? In fact, the Russian shelling was just like that!"

The young private, under 18, made a "hmm" sound. When the mortar shell fell and exploded nearby, he closed his eyes suddenly and carefully until the powerful explosion passed.

At this time, Lynn said indifferently: "These shells will have temporary effects on our ears, and there is nothing else!"

The young private still responded with a faint "um", but when the next explosion came, he finally narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lynn struck while the iron was hot: "My brother is about the same age as you, and now he is fighting on the battlefield. He wrote to him that he was afraid at first, but after surviving the initial fear, he felt that he had grown up and became a real man!"

"Is that right?" Marcos Tanze gave a more positive response. In a moment, mortar shells fell one after another, and the explosion still caused a lot of dust and dust. The young private tried to respond calmly and achieved success.

"Hey, Carl, Carl Tchimel!" Lynn called, "Can you sleep peacefully in such a lively occasion?"

The explosion and the light from the surrounding searchlights mixed together formed a flash of light and dark effect. Under the gray-green m42 steel helmet in the wilderness, the golden hair on the sideburns seemed to be soaked in sweat. Hearing the sound of Lin En's speech, the pretty-looking "Little Shota" barely raised his head, and his wet red eyes looked like a bullied girl.

Uh... Although I was not very brave when I was 16 years old, I didn't cry when I heard the sound of cannons!
Chapter completed!