Before putting his head out of the fox pit to shoot again, Linn set the rifle measure at 300, which is dozens of meters behind the other side of the river. When he raised his gun, he was surprised to find that a considerable number of Soviet infantry had crossed the central line of the river. Considering the limited speed of the soldiers running with heavy loads, Linn could be sure that the Soviet troops in front of him had already started attacking before the shelling cover was over.

Although thirty tanks had been lost before, there were thirty or forty Soviet chariots rushing to the front line at this time, and most of them were t-34 with distinctive appearance characteristics. At this time, what Lin En saw was not only the fighting spirit of the Soviet officers and soldiers, but also the strong foundation for the Soviet army to continue to attack regardless of losses. Because the light restricted the effective visual distance, but looking at the flashing artillery fire in the distance, Lin En could imagine how many Soviet assault guns and self-propelled artillery gathered there.

During the summer and autumn of 1941, the same two armies were the grey torrent from Central Europe, and the red battle flags turned into ashes in the flames. The Soviet army, which had lost most of its elite, fell into a desperate situation. Only after proof of the will and huge sacrifices were beyond imagination, the Jedi counterattack was completed.

In less than four years, the situation between the two sides has undergone a complete reversal.

Before he could adjust the gauge temporarily, Lin En slightly pressed down the muzzle. When the gunshot sounded, a Soviet soldier who was flowing across the river suddenly fell down on his back, and his hands were exaggerated to the outside.

On the south bank of the river, the Soviet soldiers responsible for fire suppression had already installed machine guns. A series of bullets flew over in the dim vision like fireflies, drilling into the German positions densely, disappearing into the snow, mud and human bodies.

Without the steel helmet to protect his head, Lin Neng had already thought of shooting and lowering his head, turning halfway, squatting, retracting and resetting the entire movements in the foxglove. Although the shooting interval will be extended, safety will be more reliable. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Neng first retreated the watch face to a 200-meter position, hesitated for a while, and then retreated it to between 200 and 100 meters.

Take a deep breath, get up with the rifle obliquely, lower the muzzle as the body rises, and when the shoulders are flush with the edge of the fox pit, the rifle is basically parallel to the ground.

The fast-running Soviet infantry had approached the north bank of the river, which was a blind spot where Lin Neng could not shoot directly.

Because it was winter, night came early, but the clear sky was not completely dark. The bright stars shone on the earth. Without the interference of the flares or searchlights, the naked eye could roughly recognize the black shadows moving hundreds of meters away. The wind was not strong, and when a blurred figure appeared in the rifle's sight, Lin Neng quickly estimated the difference between the flight time of the bullet and the displacement of the target - his excellent mental arithmetic ability was his "winning weapon" that he repeatedly shot.

After the gunshot, the shadow fell down unexpectedly. However, on the battlefield where there are a large number of soldiers on both sides participating in the battle, it is difficult to judge from this that the enemy was indeed shot dead by themselves. If two or more soldiers on the same side opened fire at the same target within an extremely close time, everyone could easily think that they were hitting the target, but in fact their bullets may be inconspicuously unsure of what they said.

After Lin En squatted down and loaded the ammunition, he squatted again in a relaxed posture, and the battle between the two sides quickly entered a white-hot stage. As Soviet tanks rushed to the river bank again, the German anti-tank infantrymen who were ambushing the main position re-used the same trick. In order to ensure that they hit and save ammunition as much as possible, under the coordination of an officer, each combat team only deals with Soviet tanks that appeared in person in most cases, and their clever deployment allowed them to always capture the Soviet army.

Tanks attacked at their most fragile moments. However, there is no tactic on the battlefield that is invincible. A large number of infantry rushed to the river bank with the first tanks. Although the machine guns and even "Poposha" in the German trenches caused great damage to them, the close-range shooting of Soviet infantry also posed a direct threat to German anti-tank combatants at the forefront. Those German soldiers who used "iron fists" and "tank killers" would

It was suppressed by the opponent's bullets in the fox pit, or it was shot and killed during a risky attack. Even though the machine guns and submachine guns on the German main position swept away the first hundreds of Soviet soldiers who rushed to the river bank in just a few seconds, this crucial few seconds still changed the course of the battle. Several T-34s finally rushed to the river bank, and their turrets and machine guns on the front of the vehicle immediately exerted their power, and the fierce strafing at close range immediately made Germany

Mars were shot everywhere on the military position, and mud chips splashed. Even if the defenders and soldiers had the fearless spirit of using their flesh and blood to resist the enemy's tanks, they could only add casualties in vain. The German soldiers who used anti-tank rocket launchers to block Soviet tanks immediately launched an attack once they got the opportunity. However, the rhythm on the battlefield was staggered by the opponent. When the Soviet tanks in front were blown up, more tanks behind had climbed onto the river bank...

Seeing more and more white figures following the beetle-like T-34s onto the river bank on this side, Linen gave up the "safety plan" without any choice. Before scattering a row of bullets, his head was only wearing a cloth military cap, his neck, which gathered the trachea, artery, and shoulders were exposed, pressing slightly against the muzzle, firing at the fastest speed, shooting again and again. Even so, there were more and more enemies in front of him.

The last shot knocked down the enemy, which was less than sixty meters away. When Lin En retreated back into the foxglove, he suddenly felt that he was breathing rapidly and his heart beat very fast. He grabbed a row of bullets with his right hand and wanted to fill it into the bullet cabin. After opening the bolt, the huge bullet was inserted into the first step.

Calm down! Calm down!

Lin En told himself in his heart and tried to relieve stress and tension by taking deep breaths, but this move did not seem to be very effective. After finally reloading the bullet, he remembered what he had planned to adjust the scale when he raised his head. The annoyance turned into depression, which led to impatience. The next first shot only hit the Soviet soldier in the leg - this was less than fifty meters away!

When pulling the bolt, Lin En accidentally looked up and saw the bobosha in the hands of the Soviet soldier opposite him suddenly ejected a tongue of flames, and the bullet seemed to be coming straight to him. He was frightened and even desperate, and subconsciously made a completely inappropriate move: raise the gun and shoot.

The hasty shooting did not hit, but fortunately, the companions in the trench immediately killed the dangerous guy with submachine guns, while others threw grenades in front of the position one after another. Although this might threaten their anti-tank hands, they really had no better way as they saw the Soviet soldiers rushing in like a tide.

"Get the bayonet!"

Because he had heard it three times with an extremely shock, Lin Neng firmly remembered this slogan and its meaning. Hand-to-hand combat was his shortcomings, and Lin Neng knew it well, so he continued to repeat aiming, shooting and pulling the bolt. After he fired all the remaining three bullets, the vicious Soviet infantry had already rushed into the main position of the defenders, and they immediately got involved in a melee with the German soldiers who were carrying the guns. In this case, the shooting of the rifle was difficult to distinguish the enemy from me at a very close distance. Lin Neng held a gun with his left hand and his right hand originally planned to pull out the bayonet from the scabbard hanging on his belt, but some Soviet soldiers rushed forward directly over the German trenches. Sadly, even if Lin Neng wanted to pretend to die, it was too late!

His brain was as if it was over-electric, and Lin Neng's thinking maintained a certain rational thinking in panic. His right hand immediately changed the route and reached forward to his waist, pulled out the shell gun, so that he could even open the safety calmly. When he pulled the trigger, two Soviet infantrymen had rushed to less than ten meters. Under the moonlight, Lin Neng could even see the fierce light flashing in their eyes.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

The crisp gunfire finally did not disappoint Lin Neng's expectations. Although he felt an uncontrollable jump when shooting with a gun in one hand, the bullets hit the enemy in front of him one after another. The first two shots drilled two blood holes in the same chest, and the blood that burst out instantly dispersed like fireworks blooming in the sky; the latter shot hit the door directly, and the face, which was originally a bit masculine and handsome, suddenly became a prop in a horror movie.

Attracted by the gunshot - or felt a direct threat, the other Soviet soldiers who did not rush towards him were running with bayonets, and there was no slowing down in the process of changing direction. Lin Neng didn't have time to think about it. He held the shell gun with his right hand flat, and quickly moved the gun slightly every time he pulled the trigger. The heroes in the movie could kill the bad guy with one person's strength. However, even if the supernatural gun technique exists, it must be based on long-term hardship and lack of

On top of the practice of taste, if you only imagine, you will encounter the same situation as Lin Neng: Although you shot three shots and three shots at close range, you will only kick one opponent out of the battle. Although the other two Soviet infantry were shot, the trauma in their hands and shoulders not only did not relieve their combat effectiveness, but instead caused the two to be angry. Even though they were not the particularly exaggerated and burly physique, it would be easy to kill Lin Neng in the fox pit "conquering"...
Chapter completed!