Imperial Overlord

"Chris! Someone's looking for it!" There was little time to rest in the brutal street battle. When Chris was dozing off with his rifle, he was called by his comrades.

He stood up sleepily and yawned before following the signal trooper who came looking for him to his company.

The company is set on the first floor of a half-collapsed building, with a roof and a communication antenna. The environment looks pretty good.

At least compared with ordinary soldiers like them who can only sleep in craters or trenches, the conditions are indeed good.

"Report!" Chris stood at the door of the company, looked at the officers inside, and saluted and mentioned his arrival.

"Ah! Here he is!" After seeing Chris, the company commander pointed to the two officers around him and said, "This is Private Chris, a sniper in the 1st platoon and 1st class of our company."

Each infantry squad had a sniper on the kill mission, which was standard in German infantry units.

Although the production speed of the scope cannot keep up, most of the troops do not have the configuration of snipers, but the establishment of the siege and street fighting troops is strictly required.

"Hello! I'm Major William of the regiment headquarters. This is Lieutenant Vermeer of the regiment headquarters. We are here to award you medals." The two officers from the regiment headquarters stood up with a smile, and they were still standing at the door. Chris said.

In fact, the medal application for Chris was submitted a few days ago, but the approval time was very slow.

This is a second-class Iron Cross. This item was issued countless times throughout World War II. It is not particularly precious, but it is a medal that soldiers like very much.

Because compared to the less valuable "XXX Combat Medal", the second-level Iron Cross is somewhat of a valuable reward.

In order to inspire soldiers in World War II, Germany set up countless medals of various levels. Including the Armored Assault Medal, the Infantry Assault Medal, the Medal of Participation in a certain battle, and other medals.

"Soldier Chris, you were awarded the Iron Cross Second Class for your heroic performance in Smolensk street fighting, congratulations!" Major William took the box of the medal from Lieutenant Vermeer and put an Iron Cross hanging on Chris's chest.

"Victory! Führer!" Chris quickly raised his arms, saluted at the officers, and sang aloud slogans.

All soldiers swear allegiance to the head of state to the national flag. Among many troops, it is an unwritten rule to use the salute when awarding medals.

For example, in the SS, in the Air Force, in the Navy, and in some newly established Wehrmacht infantry sequences, the salute is the main method.

This also reflects the corrosion and invasion of the army by the National Socialist Party from another detail, it has successfully divided and disintegrated the monolithic army.

"Senior Chris, according to your performance, when you applied for the medal, the report stated that you have killed at least 10 Soviet soldiers. Do you have a different opinion on this?" Captain William looked at Chris , asked.

Chris was a little dazed, shook his head and said: "What the report says is true, I did kill more than 10 Soviet troops... Yesterday... I..."

"Oh? What happened yesterday? Do you have anything to add?" Major William asked with a smile on his face with his hands behind his back.

"I, I don't know what to say. Yesterday I opened fire on the position and killed a Soviet girl..." Chris was a little puzzled and asked Major William, "I don't know if she is a soldier, no I know if it should be counted as my record."

"Where did you kill this girl? Is she a civilian?" The major still had a smile on his face, obviously not taking this matter as a serious matter.

Chris shook his head and denied: "She appeared on the ground and fired... She was wearing a Soviet uniform, but no helmet..."

"Since this is the case, then your record is 11." The major nodded and looked at the officer next to Lieutenant Vermeer: ​​"It seems that we have come to the right place."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chris again and continued to ask, "My boss and I are looking for people like you, or excellent talents."

"Are you willing to come to our troops and continue to fight for the Führer?" Major William looked at Chris and asked word by word.

Major William was very solemn when he said this question, and his tone was very calm: "Are you willing to become a real sniper and complete more difficult tasks in battle?"

"Sniper? You mean a real sniper?" Chris felt his heartbeat stop for a beat. He stared at Major William, not sure if his ears really heard the right message. .

The Führer established a mysterious hunter unit in August of 1940. This unit is the most professional sniper unit in Germany and the most professional sniper unit in the world.

Everyone in this unit can be said to be experienced in hundreds of battles, and can even be said to be a powerful sniper elite.

Moreover, when this unit participated in the war, it was not affiliated to any commander and participated in the battle independently.

A unit that has the power to freely choose the battlefield, a unit that has the means of attacking at a super long distance, it is a force that is too powerful to suffocate.

"I'm willing! I'm willing to join!" The first thing Chris did after returning to reality from his happiness was to quickly nod to agree to the invitation.

He said it more religiously than nodding at the wedding: "I dream of joining this army~www.wuxiaspot.com~ My grandfather was a hunter, my father fought in World War I, I would like to be a A real sniper, destroy more enemies of the Fuhrer!"

"Very good! Then, pack up your personal belongings and leave with us." Major William glanced at the company commander of Chris's unit. The other party obviously wanted his soldiers to be better, and quickly cooperated with Chris's. Transfer work.

He couldn't help but not cooperate, because this was an authoritative assignment of the higher-level troops, let alone his company commander, even the battalion commander had no right to interfere and could only cooperate.

However, he did not cooperate in vain. Generally, after a good soldier is transferred away, his unit will receive a lot of compensation.

One or even two new recruits will be replenished, and some food and ammunition will be given priority. These things are also important luxuries in hard battles.

Chris just left, leaving his unit and going to a brand new unit. ——

After getting off the train, I still feel that shaky feeling. Long Ling is really about to cry. This is really a suffocating journey...