The decisive battle against the Third Reich

"Are you going to lie there all the time?" The trigger shouted at Qin Chuan after firing a bullet.

Qin Chuan was stunned, and soon realized that his duty was to be an observer, so he hurriedly imitated the trigger and trotted a few steps before lying on the sand and taking out the telescope... This was by no means a pleasant experience. Because the hot sand almost cooked the flesh on Qin Chuan's chest.

Seeing Qin Chuan's clumsy manner, Trigger couldn't help but lamented in his heart: This may be the clumsiest observer he has ever seen.

"Eleven o'clock direction!" Qin Chuan said: "A 37MM anti-tank gun!"

"Uh-huh!" The trigger quickly found the target, and then the gunner and loader were knocked down with two "bang-bang" shots.

After changing positions, Qin Chuan reported again: "At ten o'clock, a mortar!"

Trigger quickly followed Qin Chuan's instructions and killed the mortar shooter.

Trigger couldn't help but look at Qin Chuan with admiration... As mentioned before, officers are often not the best targets for snipers. The reason is that there are too many officers, and both the enemy and us have plans for officers: if an officer dies, he will immediately They are led by low-ranking officers, so in many cases, killing officers will not have much impact.

Of course, this does not mean that officers are unimportant. The command value and psychological impact of officers above a certain military rank are irreplaceable.

In short, the most important goal is the goal that can most affect the situation of the battle in a short period of time.

For example, the anti-tank gun chosen by Qinchuan will pose a certain threat to one's own tanks.

Another example is mortars, which are used to attack tanks followed by infantry. Killing the mortar shooter will undoubtedly be helpful for the charge of your own troops.

Trigger thought: "Maybe this guy is trying his luck!"

But Trigger soon discovered that he was wrong...

"Three o'clock direction!" Suddenly, Qin Chuan shouted in a rapid voice: "Sniper, he is aiming this way!"

The trigger tightened as he realized he was being targeted and quickly raised his gun and looked toward the three o'clock position, but saw nothing.

"Where is he?" Trigger asked.

"In the sand!" Qin Chuan replied: "He buried himself in the sand!"

Taking a closer look at the trigger, he saw a dark muzzle looming out of the sand. He was about to pull the trigger but it was too late. He saw a flash of fire on the opposite side and a bullet whizzing towards him... The trigger only made him feel pain in his shoulder, and a few drops of blood spurted out and splashed on his face.

"I'm injured!" Trigger retracted his head and shouted at Qin Chuan: "Get back!"

At this time, the observer, that is, Qin Chuan, should continue the sniper mission, but Trigger knew that his opponent was well-trained, and he did not want Qin Chuan to die meaninglessly... Although Qin Chuan was a bit clumsy, he was able to discover such an ambush. A good enemy sniper, this makes Trigger a little surprised.

But Qin Chuan didn't do what Trigger said.

This was not because Qin Chuan was trying to show off, but because he realized at the first moment that there was no point in retreating... The opponent's sniper was on his flank and at a high place. Even if he retreated, he would still be exposed to the enemy's gunfire. Under the mouth.

Therefore, Qin Chuan had only one choice: pick up the gun and kill the enemy before he killed himself and the trigger.

"You're crazy!" Seeing Qin Chuan disobeying the order, Trigger shouted again: "Get back, you can't succeed!"

Trigger couldn't imagine that Qin Chuan would actually raise his gun at this time... You must know that the rifle in Qin Chuan's hand did not have a scope, and the target was six hundred meters away, so it was basically impossible to hit it.

But Qin Chuan still didn't listen to the trigger.

In fact, Qin Chuan heard nothing at this time, and even the sound of gunfire and artillery had become quieter. He only has his own target in his eyes...the opponent's sniper.

Qin Chuan quickly made a judgment: the opponent's sniper would not change his position.

Although the basic principle of a sniper is to shoot and change places, this is only for general situations, and the battlefield always requires adaptability.

For example, now, the opponent's sniper has a good opportunity. He can kill an enemy sniper and an observer in the next few seconds.

If he rigidly follows the principles and changes positions, he will undoubtedly lose this opportunity.

Therefore, Qin Chuan raised his gun without hesitation and aimed at the sniper's original position... Sure enough, the guy was still there, with the black muzzle facing him.

Qinchuan realized that he only had one chance. The reason was that the British "Enfield" rifle had a much faster rate of fire than the K98K. In fact... it was the fastest rifle among the bolt-action rifles in World War II.

Therefore, when you fire a bullet and pull the bolt to load another bullet, the enemy can shoot two or three bullets... For a professional sniper, and he is still using a sniper rifle equipped with a scope. In front of him, Qin Chuan had almost no chance of surviving.

"Bang!" Qin Chuan pulled the trigger. He had no choice. If he had been half a second later, he would have lost the chance to shoot.

A slight tremor spread from the butt of the gun to his shoulder, as if he was suddenly pushed, and then the bullet flew out of the barrel... Then Qin Chuan saw bullets shooting out of the golden sand on the opposite side. A touch of bright red.

Qin Chuan thought he had hit him, at least the target had lost the ability to fight. Otherwise, several bullets should have been shot into Qin Chuan's head at the same time.

Qin Chuan was stunned for a long time. On the one hand, he was glad that he survived this round of life-or-death battle, and on the other hand, he was shocked that it was so easy to take a life.

You just need to aim and pull the trigger, just like a sunny afternoon, you are shooting at the shooting range... "Bang!" Someone was shot dead!

A life that was still alive and kicking just now, a person raised by his parents for decades, a soldier who may have many dreams and pursuits... Just like that, everything ended, and the price was just one bullet.

Then Qin Chuan shuddered, because he didn't know whether his head was exposed to the muzzle of another British soldier, and then only one bullet could end his life.

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan hid behind the sand dunes, and then saw the incredible look of the trigger.

"Did you hit him?" The trigger asked with disbelief.

"I think so!" Qin Chuan replied: "Otherwise we would all be dead now!"

"At this distance? With an ordinary rifle without a scope?" The trigger still couldn't believe it.

Then, Trigger ventured out a little, and looked at the previous position with his uninjured left hand holding a telescope. When he retracted his head again, he looked at Qin Chuan with a sigh on his face and said, "Yes, he is dead, you are a lucky guy!"