As soon as the fingers of the machine gunner on the Tiger tank hit the trigger, he suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a huge thunderbolt in his chest, his internal organs seemed to be shattered in an instant, his nose and mouth were bloody, his back fell from the tank, and the steel helmet hit the tank with a "poof" sound, and his neck was broken.

Yan Zhi's shot deliberately hit the tank machine gunner in the chest, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the Germans.

The battlefield is full of stray bullets, and it is normal for soldiers to be hit by stray bullets.

The machine guns on the German tanks were dumbfounded, and the soldiers of Company E in the trenches immediately opened fire to suppress the German firepower.

A slight shock from the butt of the gun brought out a slight pain, which was transmitted from the shoulder to the whole body, and Yan Zhi shook slightly, and a 7.62×63mm Springfield rifle bullet flew towards a German sergeant.

Yan Zhi just glanced at a dozen German soldiers with rifles, and knew who had more accurate marksmanship.

The calmer the soldier on the battlefield, the more accurate his marksmanship will be.

When other German soldiers had fired several shots in a row, a German sergeant did not fire a bullet, he calmly held the gun, slowly turned his body, the muzzle followed the constant line change, shift and run Winters, the corner of his mouth pulled out a smile, after more than ten seconds of observation, he had calculated the way Winters was running, his muzzle fell in advance on the position that Winters was about to arrive at in the next second, just when his heart was as calm as water, and at the moment when he was about to pull the trigger, a bullet hit his heart.

The flashing tongue of fire carried a thin burst of green smoke, and a faint smell of gunpowder diffused in the window of the small building, and the 7.62×63mm Springfield rifle bullet whistled like an elf, and flew its life's course in an instant, piercing into the German devil's chest, unwilling to exert the last force, rolling in the devil's chest, shattering his heart into a pool of blood, gushing out of his mouth.

"The ballistics are perfect and beautiful, you are an obedient girl!" Yan Zhi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and silently praised the slightly heated M1903a4 sniper rifle in his hand in his heart.

It cannot but be admitted that this Springfield-style sniper rifle designed by the Americans during World War II is indeed a classic among classic rifles.

The sniper rifle in Yan Zhi's hand is the most advanced M1903a4 model in the M1903 sniper rifle family, the maximum range of this gun can reach 1,800 meters, and the accurate range is 500 to 600 meters, but in the hands of Yan Zhi, the originator of top snipers, he can improve the accuracy of this gun to 1,200 meters.

A sniper rifle is like a thousand-mile horse, in the hands of a farmer, a thousand miles of horse can only be used to pull a cart and plough the land, in the hands of an ordinary general, he is a good horse when charging into battle, but in the hands of Bole, it is a good horse that can travel thousands of miles in a day.

M1903a4 This sniper rifle, in the hands of snipers during World War II, its accuracy is only 500 to 700 meters, but in the hands of Yan Zhi, who was crossed by the top snipers of the 21st century, this sniper rifle has a soul, just like a horse meets Bole, it can take the enemy's head thousands of kilometers away.

There was a soft sound, and the bullet casing jumped out of the chamber briskly, tumbling and throwing a small arc, landing next to Yan Zhi's feet, jumping a few times, and rolling to the corner of the wall and lying quietly.

Yan Zhi took a deep breath and slowly spit it out, slightly swinging the muzzle, aiming at the German soldier who had just climbed onto the tank and sat in the position of the tank machine gunner, the index finger of his right hand began to exert force extremely slowly and softly, and the trigger slowly sank in, approaching the critical point of firing.

"Whew!"

A 7.62×63mm Springfield rifle shot out again, hitting the German devil before his finger could get on the trigger of the machine gun.

"Ah......h

The German devil let out a terrible howl, and before he could sit down, he was knocked to the ground by the flying gravity, and the bullet hole in his chest spurted blood, and he struggled to get up, but failed, and his heart was shattered from his mouth.

"Smack!"

Another bullet casing tumbled and fell onto the floor.

"Winters, come back." Welsh shouted, "Gordon has a lot of strength. ! ”

Winters turned around and ran back into the trench, gasping for air, this time he was scared, his leg hurt so much that he almost couldn't run back.

In a matter of moments, the Germans lost two tank machine gunners, and the tank crews were furious and rumbled towards E Company, which was hiding in the trenches.

Yan Zhi has been waiting for a long time.

Just as the belly of the Tiger tank was about to cover the bundle of Type 24 wooden-handled grenades, Yan Zhi pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle.

"Whew!"

A bullet, spinning, rushing, whistling, rubbing the air, unmistakably hit a Type 24 wooden-handled grenade, the warhead tumbling and tearing through the grenade's casing, tumbling and tearing in the TNT charge.

"Boom!"

Five Type 24 wooden-handled grenades exploded almost at the same time, producing a power that was more powerful and violent than the power of a rocket, directly blowing up the behemoth of the Tiger tank to the point of pointing straight to the sky, and then crashing to the ground, the huge body shook a few times, rushed forward, and then "abruptly" stopped in place, and a fire gushed out from the abdomen, instantly surrounding the tank and burning.

This change was so sudden that the soldiers who followed the Tiger tank hurriedly lay on the ground, and after staying for two or three seconds, the soldiers lay on the ground and crawled backwards, escaping from the area where the tank exploded and burned, avoiding possible secondary explosion damage.

In the billowing smoke and raging fire, the German driver opened the hatch and climbed out of the tank, his two legs just stood on the top of the tank, and the tank "boomed" for a lifetime explosion, which was the explosion of the bomb inside the tank, generating a powerful shock wave, which directly blew the legs of the tank soldier into a blur of flesh and blood, and the whole person flew more than ten meters high under the violent impact of the shock wave.

The tank soldier's body could not withstand such a strong impact, and his bones were broken in the air, and blood was spitting from his mouth, and when he fell, he brought a rain of blood, which smashed heavily into the tank and turned into a puddle of flesh.

Immediately afterward, the shells in the tank's ammunition depot continued to explode, and the powerful shock wave once again rushed the corpse of the tankman who had been turned into pulp into the air, and in mid-air it was reduced to pieces along with his military uniform, and fell in all directions.

Before the other two occupants of the tank could climb out of the car, they were surrounded by flames and burned alive inside.

The screams of the two tank crews continued for several minutes, and the soldiers lying behind the tanks were so frightened that they couldn't stop crawling backwards at a much faster speed than they did forward.

The screams coming from the tank were terrible.

If anyone wants to know how terrible the sounds in hell are, then the screams of these tank crews perfectly interpret the howls of the ghosts in hell.

The damage that war brings to soldiers is really miserable.