Stalingrad, morning, eight o'clock.

The winter nights in Stalingrad were very long, around six o'clock in the evening, it was already completely dark, and at eight o'clock in the morning, a little light appeared on the horizon, and it was not until about half past eight that the sun slowly rose from the east, spilling a small amount of heat into the city of death.

From the horizon, as far as the eye can see, wolf smoke and black smoke are constantly rising, and outside the city of Stalingrad, there are corpses everywhere, and the Germans and Soviets are entangled in this incident.

These corpses have long been frozen as hard as steel, and these corpses have piled up more than some hills, dozens of meters of corpse mountains and frozen red earth, making everyone who is still alive feel that they are in hell.

At the same time as the sun rises, it also means that a new day of offensive is about to begin, and the German bombers have arrived over Stalingrad, ready to start the daily routine of early morning greetings, which is also the clarion call for the German attack every day.

"Boom!"

After Yu Zhiqian heard the explosion, he immediately woke up, Yu Zhiqian didn't sleep well all night, it was very cold, and he couldn't live, Yu Zhiqian felt that his body was stiff now, if he could, Yu Zhiqian decided to find a place where he could make a fire tonight, it was too cold, and now Yu Zhiqian's whole body was like a twilight old man.

"Damn it!"

Yu Zhiqian hates this feeling, this feeling Yu Zhiqian is like a baby to be slaughtered, and now if someone rushes in, Yu Zhiqian has no power to resist.

Putting his hand into his backpack, Yu Zhiqian took out a warm baby, and then posted in his abdomen, a stream of heat began to spread out from his abdomen towards his body, Yu Zhiqian took a deep breath, slowly took out the can from the backpack, and put it back, this thing is estimated to be harder than iron.

can only take out the individual rations that have been prepared a long time ago, Yu Zhiqian did not choose self-heating dry food, because although self-heating dry food is hot food, it has a taste, Yu Zhiqian does not want his position to be exposed, so he can only eat individual soldiers' rations.

Put the compressed biscuits into his mouth, Yu Zhiqian chewed slowly, with the heat provided by the warm baby, Yu Zhiqian's body began to warm up slowly, and at the same time, Yu Zhiqian could feel the flow of blood, moved his body, and felt a lot more comfortable, but there was still a period of time from the peak of his body.

"I knew I would have brought a sleeping bag!"

Yu Zhiqian complained, if there is such a task in the future, he must bring a sleeping bag, otherwise the night will be too difficult.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhiqian's body finally recovered slowly, picked up his weapon, and then slowly moved to a gap position, about two meters away, using the scope to look at the tractor factory not far away.

"Well, there are traces of sniper activity!"

Yu Zhiqian glanced at it and saw some traces of several artificial camouflages, but now those snipers are not in place, and now the position is very empty, and Yu Zhiqian has not found the snipers.

"Not here!"

The tractor factory was bombed and riddled with holes, and the situation inside the tractor factory could be easily seen, visible to the naked eye, and Soviet soldiers could be found active, but Yu Zhiqian did not choose to shoot, but chose to continue to hide himself and wait for his target.

"Boom!"

A shell landed not far away, Yu Zhiqian squinted his eyes and raised his head, I don't know when, a group of German bombers appeared in the sky, began to bomb the city indiscriminately, blowing up the few buildings that were still well preserved, and turning the collapsed buildings into ruins.

Yu Zhiqian listened to the sound of the explosion, moved his body slightly, and slowly came to the left, yesterday, Yu Zhiqian heard a voice over there, first solve them, Yu Zhiqian does not like to be neighbors with people.

When Yu Zhiqian looked at the building next door, he didn't know if he didn't see it, and he was startled when he saw it, Yu Zhiqian's crosshairs found a total of five people, and Yu Zhiqian felt that there should be more than five people, maybe more.

And these five people are not Soviets or Germans, but there are Germans and Soviets, there are three Soviets downstairs, and there are two Germans on the second floor.

Yu Zhiqian put his crosshairs on the head of a Soviet, who was hiding in the corner, with the muzzle of the gun pointed at the staircase, guarding against the Germans on the second floor coming down, this is what Yu Zhiqian said yesterday, the Germans did not dare to go downstairs, and the Soviets did not dare to attack it.

Yu Zhiqian looked up at the sky, the bombers were still raging, and at the same time, the sound of shells exploding, Yu Zhiqian learned a picture of the soldiers coming to the city, and kept calculating the time interval between the shells falling.

There was about a shell falling in five seconds, and although the sound could not be completely muffled, it was difficult for ordinary people to tell that the shot was fired from their own position with the addition of a silencer.

"Four!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Bang!"

Yu Zhiqian pulled the trigger, and the Soviet soldier hiding in the corner and aiming at the staircase fell to the ground, Yu Zhiqian slowly pulled the bolt of his gun, and then aimed the muzzle of the gun at the second person.

The second target was a sniper, hiding behind a window, observing the situation in the distance, looking for the enemy, but what he didn't expect was that he, the hunter, was someone else's prey at this time.

"Four!"

"Three!"

“……”

"Whew!"

Another shot rang out, and the sniper's body was carried by the bullet and fell to the ground with a muffled thud.

Chain reaction, the last Soviet soldier on the first floor turned his head to look over, only to see his comrade fall, immediately stopped what he was doing, ran to the sniper's side, picked up his weapon, ready to take his weapon, and avenge him.

The German sniper on the second floor was cautiously aiming at the staircase, thinking that the Soviets were going to attack.

"Whew!"

Another shot, Yu Zhiqian killed three Soviet snipers, and finally looked at the Germans opposite, these two people Yu Zhiqian couldn't communicate with him, and he was still wearing Soviet military uniforms, if you don't kill them, something may happen in the future!

Thinking of this, Yu Zhiqian did not hesitate at all, and aimed his gun at the two Germans opposite who had their backs to him.

After the first explosion ended, the German fell to the ground, but the German next to him also found his comrade on the ground, picked up his weapon, and looked behind him, and Yu Zhiqian had already put his heart on his head, and without hesitation, the second shot, killed the German.

After killing the two Germans, Yu Zhiqian put away his weapons, and now he himself is a little confused about his camp, Germans? Or the Soviets? The mission identity is German, but he has killed three German soldiers, but Yu Zhiqian has killed more Soviet soldiers.

"Chaos neutral?"

Yu Zhiqian didn't like the Germans, he never liked them, and Yu Zhiqian didn't have any good feelings for the Soviets, so he didn't feel it when he killed the people over there, as long as he could complete the task, nothing mattered.

After taking out the threat from the side, Yu Zhiqian's side is safe, and now he only needs to put his target opposite him, find Vasily, blow him up in the head with one shot, and his mission can be completed.

In the basement of a room not far from the tractor factory, Vasily finished breakfast and walked out with his weapon.

"Kill a few more Germans today!"

"Good job!"

"You're the best!"

Vasily smiled and responded one by one, Vasily is still a little uncomfortable with his identity, he himself does not understand, why he suddenly became a Hero of the Soviet Union? But it was a very good feeling, and Vasily had already liked it.

"Of course!"

Vasily took his rifle and thought about where to go today to destroy the Germans.

"Near the tractor factory? Vasily, what do you think, there are a lot of German snipers over there, and there are many people who are the place where we deliver supplies, and many brothers fall there every day, and if you clean up the debris over there, I think many people will thank you! ”

A bearded man sat on the sidelines, laughing and talking as he recommended Vasily.

Vasily shook his head, it was clear that it was not a good proposition, because Vasily had been active there for a long time, and he had already eliminated a lot of German snipers there, and Vasily felt that he should change places.

"So where else are we going? Near a cannery? The Germans have already hit over there, and there may be shelling from the Germans, some danger, if you want to go! ”

When Vasily heard this, his eyes lit up: "Are there many Germans near the cannery?" ”

"It's quite a lot, I heard that there is about a battalion of Germans over there, the day before yesterday fell, damn it, there are still a lot of supplies in there, and now they are all cheaper Germans!"

"Then we'll go there, you lead the way!"

"Good!"

The observer led Vasily towards the cannery, and what Vasily did not know was that at the tractor factory there was a person who had been waiting for him.

Yu Zhiqian lay on the position of the bell tower, lying on his stomach for a full morning, Yu Zhiqian barely moved his body, carefully looking for any place where there might be snipers, and indeed found some German snipers, but unfortunately, these snipers are not the characters he is looking for.

After the character was released, Yu Zhiqian had Vasily's appearance in his mind, and after careful comparison, none of the Soviet snipers looked like Vasily, and even some snipers Yu Zhiqian could be sure without observing their appearance, this was definitely not Vasily.

Because they are too naïve in disguise, they can be seen through at a glance, if they were Vasily, they would never be able to kill Konings, let alone become legends.

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