Imperial Overlord

Leaning against the slightly cold wall, the continuous rain outside made the room a bit gloomy. Chris leaned against the wall, feeling the slightly cool chill.

The rain outside the window was blown in by the wind from time to time, making a rattling sound on the floor.

The glass had long since been shattered, and it was scattered on the floor with no one to clean it. This place was originally the ruins of a half-collapsed building, and no one needed to clean it up at all.

"This **** rain." Holding the binoculars in his hand, Dad Buck complained as he looked at the Soviet soldiers who were attacking the German positions in the distance.

The Soviet soldiers fell one by one under the strafe of bullets, and the distant sound of gunfire was even covered by the sound of rain.

The sound of those distant weapons firing, chopped up and down in the sky, couldn't be heard at all. The German army had obviously adapted to this kind of rainy weather, and the cost of the Soviet army's attack was even greater.

"It's too far. If they're nearby, we might be able to help," Chris said listlessly.

They were leaning against the ruins, and there was a German infantry battalion in the distance. Everyone was reluctant to move their positions and act in this weather.

The Soviet troops on the opposite side also seemed to prefer the ruins in the distance, and were desperately attacking the German defense line there.

On the contrary, it was quiet here, and there was not much movement. It's just that the more this is the case, the more nervous the nearby German troops are.

If the enemy does not attack, it does not mean that this is a safe place. Perhaps a larger-scale attack is brewing in a quiet direction.

"Bah!" In the rain, a crisp gunshot suddenly came out. This gunshot was not the intermittent gunshot that was covered by the rain in the distance, but a very clear sound.

"Southeast direction!" Chris sat up from the corner at once, he threw his sniper rifle, frowned and looked at a window on his right.

Dad quickly moved his position, put down the binoculars and lay on the ground, cautiously moved to a place two windows away from where he was just now, leaned against the wall, and observed the surrounding scene with the corner of his eyes.

Cyric was more cautious, he was in a relatively safe bedroom, and he didn't stick his head out.

Now he is still there, waiting for the alarm crisis to be lifted, or a more dangerous signal to arrive.

No bullets were hitting nearby, and Chris heard the gunshots, but not the crackling sound of bullets hitting the surroundings.

So he was almost certain that the shot was not aimed at them, but at another target.

But the sound of the shots was not too far away, which made them very alert. This is a battlefield, and if you are not alert when you hear the sound of gunfire, that is a real idiot.

"Chris, is it a Mauser rifle?" Leaning against the wall, Dad glanced at half the block from the corner of his eye, and lowered his voice to call Chris with the rifle.

Chris swayed and replied, "The sound of rain is too distracting, I don't know if it's a Mauser rifle or a Mosin Nagant!"

If it was normal, he could easily tell what kind of rifle was firing. This is not a special skill, as long as anyone listens to it more, anyone can tell the difference.

It was because of the interference of the rain that Dad Buck couldn't hear the characteristics of the gunshot clearly, so he asked Chris.

"Bah!" Just as the three of them didn't speak and waited patiently, the second shot came.

"Bah! Bah!" Several shots were fired in a row, the distance was closer, and the sound of continuous firing made the side immediately noisy.

"It's Mosin Nagant!" Chris immediately heard the second shot coming from the Soviet standard rifle Mosin Nagant.

The subsequent gunshots are better recognizable, these are the sounds of the Mauser 98K rifles in the hands of the surrounding German infantry!

It was the sound of the German ** team blindly fighting back. The Soviet snipers fired two shots and seemed to hit the German soldiers, so there was a back fire in revenge.

Perhaps those ordinary infantrymen didn't know where the enemy was, so they could only fire at random to embolden themselves, or pretended to have discovered the enemy, and opened fire to cover their companions' retreat from the dangerous place.

"The gunshot is in the southeast direction, about 2 o'clock!" Chris judged the approximate location of the Soviet gunman's firing through the second shot.

"There are really more and more Soviet snipers recently." Without daring to stick his head out, Cyric leaned against the wall and complained.

Every time they go out, they must be cautious. I heard that a team of snipers has been ambushed and killed by Soviet snipers, and many of them are attrition.

Because the German army all acted on the basis of three people, the communication device of the walkie-talkie was destroyed in time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But this kind of personnel loss is also very troublesome.

Because of this, the German sniper team recently acted very carefully to avoid heavy losses.

"I'm aiming until I can't see him," Chris muttered, but his eyes were already on the four times magnified scope, slowly looking for the enemy's position.

Everyone kept their mouths shut, and Papa Buck waited with his sniper rifle, waiting for Chris to find the Soviet sniper who opened fire.

"Okay! I found him at the top of the gray pile of ruins, you aim at him, I'm looking for his sub-shooter!" Chris moved his muzzle very slowly, the rain outside was still falling Come. His voice was very slow, as if he was afraid of scaring off his opponent.

Papa Buck took two steps back, picked up his rifle in the room, and aimed at the Soviet shooter who had exposed his position.

He waited, waiting for Chris to find another person, and the two of them could fire together to eliminate the Soviet sniper.

"I found the aim and fire!" Chris held the rifle and gave his father the order to fire.

"Bah! Bah!" The two of them, one after the other, fired two deadly bullets through the rain curtain and flew into the distance.

In Dad's scope, the Soviet sniper with the Mosin Nagant rifle spurted a stream of blood, and then spread to the spot.

The deputy shooter, who was not far from Chunchun in charge of the investigation, was hit by Chris's bullet before he could react.

In Chris's scope, the sub-shooter struggled to stand up, but failed in the end. After shaking twice, he stopped moving.

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