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Chapter 329 Sniper

"CMDR! CMDR! B Team is ambushed in the southwest! Repeat, B Team is ambushed in the southwest!"

"CMDR! The enemy is found on the left and right, we are double-teamed! We are double-teamed!"

"The reconnaissance team is back! This is Team H. We have successfully rescued the reconnaissance team. The main force of the enemy is hiding in the second half of Muspelheimlin! Apply for a large force to go deep into the raid! Apply for a large force to go deep into the raid!"

In the radio channel, countless roars and shouts echoed, which is enough to show that the Crimson team is in a disadvantaged state in this battlefield. If you spread the map of Kassel College on the table, mark the church and the big library Two important strongholds, the advancement of the pawn line is displayed in red and black, so it can almost be seen that the crimson side has fallen into an overwhelming disadvantage at this time.

Under the command of the black commander, the entire crimson team's battle line was continuously squeezed together, and the troops were divided into two groups to attack in the north and south directions at the same time, and the originally planned "sword offensive" went straight The red side, protruding from the black side's stronghold, clamped down abruptly.

Black's troops at the moment are like the sharp claws of a giant crab, clenching tightly on the red's throat, forcing the red's commander to continue to extend the battle line. Surrounding and pinching, it is only a matter of time before they are completely wiped out. Then Black, who has superior strength, can continue to repeat the same trick and attack again, slowly eating away at the remaining troops of Red Hair until it breaks into the church's defense zone.

"Retreat, the frontline reconnaissance team and H team retreat, don't worry, we haven't lost yet, gather up the defense." In the pager, the voice of the commander of the red team was very calm, without the slightest panic, as if being hit by the black team head-on. Hitting this matter was as early as he expected.

On the heights of the church, the commander of the red team stood by the stone wall and looked down at the campus with a tactical telescope. His eyes were locked on the local battlefield in the area of ​​the artificial lake. It could be seen that the elites of the black team were overwhelmingly suppressing the red team. , Fearless and above-average shooting accuracy, and even physical strength, mobility, and agility almost surpassed the red soldiers by a level.

This is not surprising. If the elite of the Lionheart Club could not do this, then this old fraternity should have been eliminated long ago, instead of holding down the student union for decades to become the champion.

There is a gap between the elite of the student union and the elite of the Lionheart Club. Caesar doesn’t think it’s difficult to understand. He always mocked that if they were the nobles in the ancient Roman bathhouse, then the Lionheart Club would be walking barefoot in the temple of Ronke. The ascetic monks temper their bodies and wills with trials and pains every day.

The soldiers under such a Lionheart Society may not be the best, but they are definitely the best of the best and the best of the best on the battlefield. Everyone's will is almost comparable to steel and rocks, and they are almost 100% fulfilling the commander's mission. Mission, until the last man is destroyed.

"But it is this kind of difficult enemy that makes the game interesting."

Caesar put down the binoculars, and probably knew what the man in the iron tower in the big library in Odin Square was thinking.

"Are you going to take a pincer attack and force me to stretch the battle line and wait for an opportunity to use the 'elite squad' that I said before the battle to go around and cut off the attack? He is really a guy who keeps his word." Caesar turned back and walked towards the people in the room. The busy combat conference room picked up the pager placed on the desktop map.

"They want to fight a blitz, shrink the line of defense, the A team and the B team on the two wings slowly spread out! The other teams move back to the church!"

"The reconnaissance team reported that they encountered the opponent's 'elite team' in Muspelheim Forest. If the AB team does not retreat to defend, we are likely to be directly rushed into the hinterland by the opponent. When the time comes, the strength of the stronghold will be reduced. It looks dangerous." Someone in the combat conference room hesitated to raise an objection.

"No, we let the other teams retreat and gather first, just to give the opponent the illusion that we are going to form a tactical defense in depth, just like the one in the Battle of Kursk in the textbook. The opposing commander knows very well that once the defense in depth is formed , the situation will change from one-sided to offensive and defensive. The opponent will definitely not want to see that scene, so there is a high probability that they will send an elite team to break in, and then the role of the AB team will be reflected." Caesar said coldly on the map A U shape is drawn, and two arrows are drawn on the AB teams on both sides.

"Anti-encirclement operation, reverse pincer tactics!" Someone suddenly responded.

"I know it's risky, but it's worth a try." Caesar nodded, "Once the reverse pincer tactic is established, the mortar in front of the stronghold can play a big role. They want to break into our house, we might as well Just make full use of the home field advantage to meet them."

As if seeing hope in Caesar's command, the noise in the combat conference room doubled instantly, and the students in charge of communication shouted at the pager with red faces, so as not to be covered by the shock bombs and gunshots from the explosion. their voices.

"Who can deal with the sniper on the opposite side! No less than fifteen of us have already died in his hands! If this continues, before the defense line can be retracted, the opposite side will pierce in!" Suddenly a man looked up in the combat conference room. Roar.

"The sniper is at least 900 meters away, we don't have any surprise soldiers to deal with him now!"

"900 meters away? Do you mean that the person on the opposite side has a gun on Odin Square? Make it clear, this is an academy! Not Afghanistan and the Gulf battlefield! Where can the Lionheart get such a monster?" The man Roaring back, since 5 minutes ago, the snipers on their side have already killed many people with cold shots.

"How do I know? I heard that the opponent's sniper seems to be a freshman. If you want to yell at the people in the friendship department, why didn't they recruit him to our side!"

"Maybe it's because we want to run naked when we join the club." Someone also shouted as a gag.

"The sniper on the other side is a woman! It's the same as ours! Women don't need to run naked! Do you want to be approached by the Disciplinary Committee?" Someone immediately shouted back.

The atmosphere is getting worse again, just because a sniper, usually the strength of a single person on the battlefield will not play a big role. Under the suppression of the barrage, it is difficult for the flesh and blood to have the effect of determining the outcome , except for snipers.

This kind of battlefield ghost that ignores the distance and kills people is the most frightening and timid. It is no wonder that the roaring man is so irritable and excited.

A large part of the reason why the student union's "sword offensive" was broken in advance was because of the mysterious sniper in the Lionheart Club. In the most exaggerated shot, he even shot the opponent from a distance of nearly 1000 meters and killed him through complex terrain. Killed a grenadier at the door of their church!

"If you want to deal with snipers, you can only let our snipers deal with them." Standing by the door, Caesar said, and looked up at the top of the church, where their snipers were also hidden on the dome.

Many people subconsciously raised their heads. Although they only saw the ceiling, they all imagined the beautiful girl with long dark red hair fluttering in the wind, lying in front of the sniper mirror tens of meters above the sky.

Every time a church fires a gunshot, it means that the enemy loses one person. Any team leader who advances and presses into the defense line of the Lionheart will be thrown to the ground by a cold shot. The others can only quickly find a cover to avoid. Although the morale of the Lionheart Society is very strong, the reason why they can't quickly press into the church stronghold.

"Do our best and have confidence in our sniper, after all, she is the strongest sniper on our side." Caesar smiled faintly.

No one doubted Caesar's words, because before the start of Freedom Day, when the student union recommended a sniper, only one person had the courage to raise her hand. Facts have proved that she is not bad now, just in a defensive form The deterrence is not as good as the snipers on the offensive side.

Both the Lionheart Club and the Student Union hold a sniper, and it is a coincidence that the snipers on both sides are freshmen. When incarnation of the god of death on the battlefield, the situation becomes particularly subtle and interesting. Whoever kills the opponent's sniper first means winning the winner of the next battle.

As far as it is now, the snipers on both sides are still unable to do anything to each other. Every time the gun is fired, the people on both sides will change the sniper position in an instant, so that until now they have never shot each other to test each other, but once a certain moment later If the two really exchanged fire, one of them would inevitably fall.

"CMDR, there is a situation on the front line!" The liaison officer suddenly sat up, and the chair behind him fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Caesar frowned.

"There has been a firefight in Muspelheimring! The enemy's elite squad has been observed engaging!"

"The front line should be Team H. Didn't I reject their request to break in and let them return to defense?" Caesar's ice-blue eyes suddenly filled with a hint of sullenness, and the commander in charge was most afraid of this happening This is the case.

Muspelheim Forest is located in the center of the strongholds on both sides. It is a cross path divided by a sycamore forest. It is connected to the gate of the college in the south, connected to the huge artificial lake of Niflheim in the north, and divided into large libraries and churches on the left and right.If you want to enter the large library where the Lionheart Society is stationed, the troops of the Student Union must pass there. It is also very wise for the opponent to place the elite troops in an ambush in the forest that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Attacking the student union will inevitably suffer.

Caesar had also considered the troops needed to attack the sycamore grove just now, and calculated that it would take three troops to launch a blitzkrieg at the same time, but now someone from the H team on the front line rushed in directly?Once Team H, the main striker of the Student Union, is in a tough fight, they will inevitably be double-teamed and annihilated by the other forces of the Lionheart Club. No matter how aggressively he breaks through the siege, instead he chooses to eat and grind them to death, Caesar's plan to lure the enemy will fail directly, and the entire situation of the student union will most likely collapse!

Before Caesar coldly issued a remedial order, another accident happened.

"Squad H has arrived at the defensive location, we have joined with Squad C!" Suddenly, the captain of Squad H gasped from the pager in Caesar's hand.

"Not Team H?" Caesar was stunned for a moment, not only him, but everyone in the combat conference room was stunned, and looked back at the person who reported first, and the boy also held up the pager with a blank expression to indicate that he did not lie. military situation.

But if it wasn't Team H, then who is the elite Lionheart Team of Muspelheimring fighting against now?
　ps: none
　　
　
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